OsoToto Pizza Stuffing (story)

Hey everyone! I felt like doing a little more writing practice tonight and figured I'd write up this little OsoToto story I've had kicking around for a while. I wanted to explore a little bit of how these two started their roles of feeder/feedee in my AU so this story takes place after the previous story I wrote (where Totoko fed Osomatsu for the first time at Chibita's oden cart). I don't know what, if anything I might actually do with this story. I mostly just wrote it for fun, but I hope you enjoy it! 

Totoko had been seated at the same barstool in the same bar for the past three consecutive weekends. Nyaa had recommended this bar as a good place to cruise for eligible men... but so far the girl had had no luck. She took one last swig of her drink and resigned to head home. Before her glass touched down on the bar though, she saw him...

Osomatsu. He'd just strolled through the door, making his way over to one of the booths. 'Why not the bar?' she wondered 'He's alone but... maybe his brothers are meeting him here?' This was the first time she'd seen any of the sextuplets at one of the bars in this neighborhood. 'Why Osomatsu though?' she thought with annoyance. The drinks had already started to go to her head and she had to admit... she'd been feeling... something for this boy recently. 'Any of the others... I would be able to resist but... Osomatsu... he's been looking very good to me lately. Ugh...'

She had been feeling lonely and she doubted very much Osomatsu would refuse her if she made an advance on him. Still... did she really want to go there? 'Look at his stupid little face...' she thought as Osomatsu looked at the bar's food menu with a huge grin. The server placed a mug of beer in front of him and he waved his hand indicating he wasn't ready to order his food yet. Totoko sighed, thinking back to the night that she'd stuffed his fat face full of bean buns at Chibita's oden cart. Why did it bring her such satisfaction to see this boy helplessly swallow everything she shoved in his mouth?

“Hmm...” she tapped the rim of her glass for a moment contemplating her next move. Within moments, she'd hopped off the barstool and found herself pushing Osomatsu over with her hip and joining him in the booth.

“Totoko-chan!” Osomatsu exclaimed, unable to hide his excitement. Totoko braced herself for the inevitable inappropriate hug but it didn't come. The boy just went back to perusing the menu in his hands.

'Figures... the one time I actually want a hug from this idiot!' Totoko thought. “Are your brothers coming?” She asked.

“Huh? No... I don't know what they're up to today.”

“But... you sat in a booth.”

“Oh yeah!” Osomatsu rubbed the underside of his nose with his finger “I won big at pachinko today and thought I'd treat myself with a huge spread! I'm having trouble deciding what to get though...”

Totoko's ears perked up at the thought of Osomatsu ordering and devouring an entire table of food.

“But since you're here...” he slapped the menu down on the table “I won't be doing that... can I buy you a drink instead?”

Totoko scrunched up her face. 'Ugh! He's not doing anything that I want him to do tonight!' “What's gotten into you? You're acting weird!”

Osomatsu put his arms behind his head and leaned back against the seat “Well... you all said... that I was rude and selfish. I'm just you know... trying to work on that.”

As the boy leaned back a little further, his parka rode up a little exposing his newly chubby tummy. Totoko tried not to stare. She felt a pang of resentment building up inside of her... she hated to admit it, but she liked that Osomatsu could be rude and selfish... and yes, a glutton... it was part of his overall charm. Now she felt robbed that her own words had come back to haunt her and she'd be missing out on watching him power through that huge meal... but she wasn't about to start begging.

“How 'bout that drink, Totoko-chan?”

“I suppose...” She said, pretending to lack interest.

Several drinks later...

“Hoo!” Osomatsu exclaimed, slamming another empty mug down on the table “That really hit the spot!”

Totoko slid closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. The alcohol was causing her to lose all inhibition and she found herself reaching a hand under his parka just like she did at Chibita's cart that night. Osomatsu twitched at her touch, uncharacteristically becoming quiet. “Osomatsu... “  She said, almost in a whisper “Come home with me tonight?”

Osomatsu let out a sudden laugh “Good one, Totoko-cha--”

Suddenly Totoko grabbed his face and planted a kiss on his lips. It wasn't too hard to convince him of her sincerity after that and the boy followed her home like a lost puppy.

As soon as the two of them were in Totoko's bedroom, she shoved him down on the floor. “Ow... not even the bed, Totoko-chan?” He whined.

“Shut up...” Totoko huffed, throwing herself on top of him and kissing the side of his neck... slightly annoyed with his nervous fidgeting. “You just... “ smooch “need to be quiet and let me do this.”

Osomatsu swallowed hard... afraid to make any movement at all that might result in noise but suddenly.. his stomach let out a long uncontrollable growl... Grrrrmmmm...

Totoko paused.

“Heh! Just ignore it...” Osomatsu said, rubbing his head with one hand and tugging nervously at his parka with the other. Grrrrrrmm....

Totoko slipped a hand under his shirt, feeling the vibration as his stomach groaned for a third time.

Osomatsu tried to laugh it away “It's just... I skipped dinner at the bar. It'll stop...” but it didn't. His belly was talking more than his mouth for once.

Totoko sat up, straddling Osomatsu's hips. “This simply won't do...” she took out her phone and started dialing, putting it up to her ear she demanded two large pizzas be delivered to her door as soon as possible. Osomatsu's mouth began to water at the thought. Fresh hot pizza.. from Totoko-chan...

She hung up the phone and tossed it over to the bed, placed her hands on his chest and pressed into him with her full weight, planting kisses on his chubby cheeks. Osomatsu had to pinch himself to be sure he wasn't dreaming. In no time at all the doorbell rang and Totoko sprang up to answer it. “Close your eyes until I tell you to open them again!” she demanded. Osomatsu did as he was told even going as far as to cover his eyes with his hands. He could hear Totoko root through her dresser for something before rushing out the door and down the stairs.

“This has to be the luckiest day of my life...” he thought out loud “hitting the jackpot at pachinko and now this--” his voice trailed off as he heard Totoko bounding back up the stairs. The door creaked open and Osomatsu could smell the tasty aroma of pizza immediately.

“Okay... open your eyes, NEET!”

Osomatsu's vision, blurry at first began to focus on the figure before him. Totoko was standing over him in nothing but a hoodie and her bra and panties. She held up two pizza boxes, one atop each hand. “I hope you're as hungry as your stomach sounds because I expect you to finish all of this...”

“Y-yes, Totoko-chan!” Osomatsu stammered 'Definitely my lucky day!'

Totoko took a seat on his legs again and threw open the first box. Osomatsu started to reach for a slice but his hand was immediately slapped away and he was shoved back down by Totoko's palm. “No, I want to do it!” she barked.

"Yes, ma'am!"

She was gentle at first, carefully folding each slice in such a way as to guide the food into Osomatsu's mouth without much mess, but halfway through the first pie she became more forceful. If he wasn't chewing fast enough, she pushed the food in harder and rubbed his cheeks to make sure he swallowed.

As Osomatsu chewed on the last slice of pie one Totoko was delighted to see his parka riding up over his swelling tummy. She brought her knees in a bit so she could feel it growing between them. “You're slowing down a little... I know you're not at your limit yet...” She cooed.

Osomatsu huffed. “I'm just... digesting... I want more.”

“Music to my ears...”

“Maybe... you could help?” He asked, his eyes looking down toward his middle.

Taking the cue right away, Totoko placed both hands on Osomatsu's belly and began massaging little circles into each side. The boy sighed with relief as his stomach relaxed.

“Ah, that feels really nice, Totoko-chan!!” Osomatsu exclaimed, throwing his hands up over his head “I'm ready for more!”

Totoko couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. Osomatsu was certainly cute... especially when he was silly and drunk and full of pizza. Her fingers drummed across the surface of his taut tummy as she used her other hand to flip open the second pizza box. She sighed dreamily as she imagined how stuffed this boy was going to be once this box was empty. Osomatsu pushed his belly up into her hand to get the ball rolling again.

Osomatsu powered through the second pizza like a champ. He slowed only a little on the last two slices which Totoko took no issue in helping along with a hearty shove. Once the last slice fully made it's way into his face, she held her hand over his mouth to ensure he swallowed, no matter how hard it was to finish.

With the pizza now tucked away inside him, Osomatsu could do nothing but lie there and groan, immobilized by his own fullness. “That... might have been a little too much even for me, Totoko-chan... this isn't what I expected when you invited me over... not that I'm complaining...”

Totoko rubbed her hands over the dome of a belly beneath her, admiring her handiwork. She'd made this boy absolutely spherical and she didn't know why... but she felt proud. “I had no doubt you could do it... I don't know why I enjoy stuffing your belly so much... but I want to do it again sometime." she said before leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on his tummy. 

"Anytime..." Osomatsu managed to croak out through labored breathing. 

In the morning Osomatsu returned home, surprising his mother who hadn't expected him out of the house all night and appearing quite bloated at that. Matsuyo shrugged as she toted the laundry to the yard assuming her eldest had passed out somewhere after another night of binge drinking... Osomatsu didn't bother to explain. He was sure no one would believe him anyway...