Kinktober 2022 #4: Honeymoon Gains

Bringing a couple characters back from last year's Kinktober for this one!

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Sean had never felt so spoiled in his life, and that was saying something. He was sunning himself on a lounger by the pool at the hotel his husband had booked for their three-week honeymoon, sipping his third drink of the afternoon.

Isaac had insisted that he would do all the planning for their honeymoon. He hadn’t ever said it in so many words, but Sean knew his husband had gotten a little kinky rush out of it. Isaac had always made it clear he liked to pamper Sean. He’d packed their schedule with spa treatments and lavish meals, with a little leisurely sightseeing in between – “leisurely” being a very operative word, given how stuffed Isaac was keeping his new husband during the entire trip.

They had both fantasized for years about what post-wedding bliss would do to Sean’s already expansive girth, and as Sean took another sip of his drink, it appeared they were on track to make those fantasies come true.

They had started that morning with close to two hours at the complimentary (and delicious) breakfast buffet at the hotel. Sean had barely been able to haul himself up from the table, massive belly packed and aching with every waddling step they took back to their room.

Isaac had helped him get comfortable in bed, stripping him naked so they could both admire how round he was as Isaac rubbed his swollen stomach. Isaac had nothing but praise for his breathless, fat spouse. “Look at what a soft little piglet you’ve turned into,” he cooed. “Just think – you were barely 300 pounds when we met. If you keep your appetite up, we might just get you to 550 before we squeeze you back onto the plane.”

Sean had groaned at that, and belly rubs quickly transitioned into something more vigorous – though, of course, not disruptive to anyone’s digestion, even if they did both come so loudly they worried someone would make a noise complaint.

After a nap, Isaac had rolled his plump husband out of bed just in time for them to walk to a local family-owned restaurant with impossibly huge portions. The woman running the place was a little stunned by Sean’s size at first, looking at the tight seating with dismay. She quickly composed herself, though, and started ferrying out food before they could even order. She doted on him the entire time they were there, seeming to take Sean’s appetite as a challenge.

Isaac watched with a grin as the two duked it out dish by dish. Sean seemed to swell before his eyes, full stomach slowly pushing him back from the table bite after bite. Isaac tabulated the calorie count in his head, sure he would combust as Sean ate 1,000 calories, then 2,000, and then 3,000, and showed no sign of stopping despite his earlier stuffing.

When he was sated, he sat back in his chair, his pudgy hands resting atop his wide belly. “Don’t think I ca-hic–n move for a-hic-while.”

“Of course, baby. Take your time. You deserve it after all your hard work.” Isaac knew calling Sean eating until he stranded himself “hard work” would make his husband blush. He really did love spoiling the big old butterball.

Their schedule for the rest of the day was empty, and so Sean had waddled down to the pool, belly out for god and everyone to see. He spent a few hours enjoying some strong drinks and warm sunshine while Isaac went to the hotel spa.

Later, he would take advantage of no longer being packed full to bully Isaac a bit. Sean felt like he’d spent the entire first week of their vacation eating, and he knew he was already bulking up quite a bit. Taking a moment to revel in it – to get Isaac pressed up against a wall or half-smothered beneath him in bed, and show him just how much heavier he’d already gotten – sounded like the perfect way to round out the day.

All he had to do was resist snacking for a bit before then, and even though he’d eaten enough for a large family already, somehow that felt easier said than done.