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Indi decides the best remedy for his cold is his boyfriend, Rai...
Warm Noodle Soup
By: IndigoRho
Indi stared up at the ceiling of his room as he lay sprawled atop the bed, groaning in dismay before another coughing fit hit him hard. The entire bed creaked and groaned as the obese blue cheetah coughed himself sore. He'd been dealing with a bad cold for the last few days, and while he'd been convinced he was mostly recovered the night before, the morning had brought about a relapse. Having barely left the bed since waking, he wasn't just miserable, he was hungry, too.
“Is my poor fluffball still feeling like crap?”
Indi turned to pout at his boyfriend, Rai, a slim green-and-white eastern dragon who was standing in the doorway to the room. “No, I'm completely fine,” the cheetah said, grumpily.
“Are you still angry the tiny cold I had for a single day knocked you out for a whole week?” Rai was a bit too smug about the situation.
“Dumb, plague-carrying noodles infecting innocent cats.”
Rai walked over to the bed, unaffected by the attempted insult. An unexpectedly loud growl from Indi's stomach made him chuckle. “Alright tubbo, you're not gonna get better if you don't get some food in ya. Why don't I make you something?”
Indi wiggled himself into a sitting position, his flabby gut wobbling onto his lap in the process. “Food is good.”
“That's a huge surprise coming from you.” Rai gave the cheetah's belly a teasing poke. He was rather fond of having a boyfriend nearly three times his weight, especially one so easy to stuff with food and friends. “I'm sure there's a can or two of chicken noodle soup in the kitchen somewhere. Not as filling as what you're used to, but it'll do you good. Maybe.”
“Mmmm, noodle soup.” Indi started purring.
Rai didn't think he'd ever heard the cheetah purr over soup before, not unless he was bloating some unwilling prey with it. The realization of what Indi had planned struck Rai just a second too late, and the dragon yelped as his boyfriend suddenly grabbed a hold of him and pulled him atop his belly. “Don't you dare you gluttonous--”
The dragon's threat was silenced as Indi shoved most of his head into his maw. He squirmed and fidgeted frantically, but overpowering the much bulkier cheetah just wasn't possible. With one paw still firmly clutching his breakfast, Indi wrestled the case off his pillow and wrapped it around Rai's horns to make swallowing them easier. Gulp after easy gulp pulled Rai down his boyfriend's gullet, his fur gradually soaked with saliva along the way. Struggling only seemed to jiggle Indi's gut and make the cheetah happier, but Rai refused to give the impression he was at all a willing meal for the treacherous glutton, and futilely fought his fate as aggressively as he could.
Indi, meanwhile, was as happy as could be. Being sick had prevented him from eating properly, and going days without stuffing himself with a friend or random stranger was worse than any cough. Sure, Rai wasn't the most filling meal, but Indi had to work with what was available, and an irritated noodle was better than nothing. His purrs ramped up as he felt his already massive belly swell even more from eating Rai. Eating the dragon was comically easy for someone so used to swallowing blubbery prey, to the point that Rai was practically gliding down his throat. Within a few short minutes Rai's wiggling claws were sliding into Indi's maw, his long tail still sticking out, swaying wildly. Taking his pet name for the dragon a bit too literally, Indi slurped up the last of Rai's tail like an actual noodle.
A happy little belch escaped Indi's lips as he patted his bulging belly. Rai, of course, was rather annoyed by the whole situation, and did his best to upset the cheetah's stomach. “Let me out blubber-butt, or I'll poke a hole right in your greedy gut with my horns!”
Indi quickly called Rai's bluff. “But you promised to make me noodle soup for breakfast. No take-backs!”
“That's not what I meant and you know it fatso!”
“I'm pretty sure this is exactly what you meant. I mean, you love making me fatter, and nothing fattens me up quick like a squirmy snack.” Indi said, giving his belly a playful shake.
Rai simply fumed some more and punched the wall of the stomach as hard as he could, though he doubted the cheetah felt anything through all that blubber.
While Indi had originally intended on just falling back asleep once his surprise breakfast was finished, eating Rai had given him a rather intense desire to be bigger. There weren't any other convenient live meals in the apartment, though, and he wasn't interested in waiting for a pizza delivery guy to arrive. Besides, the local joints had finally tired of his excessive gluttony and only sent drivers who were more likely to eat him than end up as cheetah flab. The solution to his problem came to him abruptly, a devious grin growing on his face.
“Hmm, noodle soup isn't really the same without the warm broth,” Indi wondered aloud. “Maybe I should fix that.”
The cheetah carefully slid off the bed, tossing Rai around in a pool of digestive juices in the process. “What are you plotting out there fuzzball! Unless this ends with me rinsing your gross saliva off my fur in the shower than stop it!”
“Oh trust me, you'll be getting a nice, warm shower soon enough.” Indi waddled towards the bathroom, his disagreeable belly nearly getting wedged in every doorframe he passed through.
All of Rai's questions and complaints were ignored as he tried to figure out Indi's plan, but the distinctive, loud sound of the shower door being opened swiftly made him cease struggling.
Indi continued smiling as he settled into the somewhat cramped shower. Even on empty the cheetah often had trouble washing himself there, his gut and butt constantly pressing into the glass walls or knocking shampoo bottles over; with Rai on his waistline he could just barely turn. Fortunately the shower head was attached to a long hose for ease of use, and a surprisingly sizable seat was built into the stall itself, which Indi now sat on. Almost on the verge of giggling in anticipation, Indi opened his mouth wide and gulped down the shower head itself, not stopping till he was certain it'd entered his stomach. Rai felt something cold and metal bump into the back of his head as he grumped within Indi, and turned just in time to hear the distant creaks of a nozzle being turned.
A torrent of warm water gushed into Indi's stomach, and the cheetah purred as he felt his belly wobble back and forth from Rai's renewed struggles. The sudden sensation of building heat inside his gut was wonderful, especially on such a cold day, though he doubted his breakfast was feeling the same way. Indi's belly began to balloon outwards once more as the influx of water filled him, smoothing out the increasingly frantic bulges Rai was making till they vanished completely. He could feel his middle spreading outwards past his knees in all directions, along with the squirming weight of Rai slipping to the sagging depths of his stomach.
Despite being too filled with water and dragon to move, Indi desired more. He moaned as his rapidly expanding belly managed to brush into all four walls of the shower, pressing up against the glass and oozing up and down. A few groans echoed from the shower, but Indi knew from experience his expansion wouldn't be enough to tear it—or himself for that matter—apart. Rai's movements were becoming erratic. Indi could feel the occasional internal push of a claw against his taut stomach walls and the vibrations of the dragon's attempts to stay afloat in a dark, overwhelmingly hot pool with rapidly dwindling air. Over time they slowed, stopping completely just as Indi swelled to fill over half of the shower stall. He continued to purr away happily even as a large weight drifted to the bottom of his belly and settled peacefully, unmoving.
Indi made sure to shut off the flow of water while he could still reach the nozzle—something he'd neglected to do on past occasions far more often than he wanted to admit. Removing the shower head was a bit difficult, but he eventually managed to pull it from his throat, leaving it to rest on his gut. With glee Indi patted the surface of his bloated middle, chirping in delight as it rippled and wobbled in response. He felt like a giant water balloon. The cheetah happily distracted himself with his ridiculous bulk for a few more minutes, though his eyelids were soon feeling as heavy as his gut. A filling breakfast and the warmth of the water he'd gulped down were proving to be an excellent sleep aide. Indi yawned loudly before welcoming his next nap, his own bulk serving as a pillow.
Indi decides the best remedy for his cold is his boyfriend, Rai...
Warm Noodle Soup
By: IndigoRho
Indi stared up at the ceiling of his room as he lay sprawled atop the bed, groaning in dismay before another coughing fit hit him hard. The entire bed creaked and groaned as the obese blue cheetah coughed himself sore. He'd been dealing with a bad cold for the last few days, and while he'd been convinced he was mostly recovered the night before, the morning had brought about a relapse. Having barely left the bed since waking, he wasn't just miserable, he was hungry, too.
“Is my poor fluffball still feeling like crap?”
Indi turned to pout at his boyfriend, Rai, a slim green-and-white eastern dragon who was standing in the doorway to the room. “No, I'm completely fine,” the cheetah said, grumpily.
“Are you still angry the tiny cold I had for a single day knocked you out for a whole week?” Rai was a bit too smug about the situation.
“Dumb, plague-carrying noodles infecting innocent cats.”
Rai walked over to the bed, unaffected by the attempted insult. An unexpectedly loud growl from Indi's stomach made him chuckle. “Alright tubbo, you're not gonna get better if you don't get some food in ya. Why don't I make you something?”
Indi wiggled himself into a sitting position, his flabby gut wobbling onto his lap in the process. “Food is good.”
“That's a huge surprise coming from you.” Rai gave the cheetah's belly a teasing poke. He was rather fond of having a boyfriend nearly three times his weight, especially one so easy to stuff with food and friends. “I'm sure there's a can or two of chicken noodle soup in the kitchen somewhere. Not as filling as what you're used to, but it'll do you good. Maybe.”
“Mmmm, noodle soup.” Indi started purring.
Rai didn't think he'd ever heard the cheetah purr over soup before, not unless he was bloating some unwilling prey with it. The realization of what Indi had planned struck Rai just a second too late, and the dragon yelped as his boyfriend suddenly grabbed a hold of him and pulled him atop his belly. “Don't you dare you gluttonous--”
The dragon's threat was silenced as Indi shoved most of his head into his maw. He squirmed and fidgeted frantically, but overpowering the much bulkier cheetah just wasn't possible. With one paw still firmly clutching his breakfast, Indi wrestled the case off his pillow and wrapped it around Rai's horns to make swallowing them easier. Gulp after easy gulp pulled Rai down his boyfriend's gullet, his fur gradually soaked with saliva along the way. Struggling only seemed to jiggle Indi's gut and make the cheetah happier, but Rai refused to give the impression he was at all a willing meal for the treacherous glutton, and futilely fought his fate as aggressively as he could.
Indi, meanwhile, was as happy as could be. Being sick had prevented him from eating properly, and going days without stuffing himself with a friend or random stranger was worse than any cough. Sure, Rai wasn't the most filling meal, but Indi had to work with what was available, and an irritated noodle was better than nothing. His purrs ramped up as he felt his already massive belly swell even more from eating Rai. Eating the dragon was comically easy for someone so used to swallowing blubbery prey, to the point that Rai was practically gliding down his throat. Within a few short minutes Rai's wiggling claws were sliding into Indi's maw, his long tail still sticking out, swaying wildly. Taking his pet name for the dragon a bit too literally, Indi slurped up the last of Rai's tail like an actual noodle.
A happy little belch escaped Indi's lips as he patted his bulging belly. Rai, of course, was rather annoyed by the whole situation, and did his best to upset the cheetah's stomach. “Let me out blubber-butt, or I'll poke a hole right in your greedy gut with my horns!”
Indi quickly called Rai's bluff. “But you promised to make me noodle soup for breakfast. No take-backs!”
“That's not what I meant and you know it fatso!”
“I'm pretty sure this is exactly what you meant. I mean, you love making me fatter, and nothing fattens me up quick like a squirmy snack.” Indi said, giving his belly a playful shake.
Rai simply fumed some more and punched the wall of the stomach as hard as he could, though he doubted the cheetah felt anything through all that blubber.
While Indi had originally intended on just falling back asleep once his surprise breakfast was finished, eating Rai had given him a rather intense desire to be bigger. There weren't any other convenient live meals in the apartment, though, and he wasn't interested in waiting for a pizza delivery guy to arrive. Besides, the local joints had finally tired of his excessive gluttony and only sent drivers who were more likely to eat him than end up as cheetah flab. The solution to his problem came to him abruptly, a devious grin growing on his face.
“Hmm, noodle soup isn't really the same without the warm broth,” Indi wondered aloud. “Maybe I should fix that.”
The cheetah carefully slid off the bed, tossing Rai around in a pool of digestive juices in the process. “What are you plotting out there fuzzball! Unless this ends with me rinsing your gross saliva off my fur in the shower than stop it!”
“Oh trust me, you'll be getting a nice, warm shower soon enough.” Indi waddled towards the bathroom, his disagreeable belly nearly getting wedged in every doorframe he passed through.
All of Rai's questions and complaints were ignored as he tried to figure out Indi's plan, but the distinctive, loud sound of the shower door being opened swiftly made him cease struggling.
Indi continued smiling as he settled into the somewhat cramped shower. Even on empty the cheetah often had trouble washing himself there, his gut and butt constantly pressing into the glass walls or knocking shampoo bottles over; with Rai on his waistline he could just barely turn. Fortunately the shower head was attached to a long hose for ease of use, and a surprisingly sizable seat was built into the stall itself, which Indi now sat on. Almost on the verge of giggling in anticipation, Indi opened his mouth wide and gulped down the shower head itself, not stopping till he was certain it'd entered his stomach. Rai felt something cold and metal bump into the back of his head as he grumped within Indi, and turned just in time to hear the distant creaks of a nozzle being turned.
A torrent of warm water gushed into Indi's stomach, and the cheetah purred as he felt his belly wobble back and forth from Rai's renewed struggles. The sudden sensation of building heat inside his gut was wonderful, especially on such a cold day, though he doubted his breakfast was feeling the same way. Indi's belly began to balloon outwards once more as the influx of water filled him, smoothing out the increasingly frantic bulges Rai was making till they vanished completely. He could feel his middle spreading outwards past his knees in all directions, along with the squirming weight of Rai slipping to the sagging depths of his stomach.
Despite being too filled with water and dragon to move, Indi desired more. He moaned as his rapidly expanding belly managed to brush into all four walls of the shower, pressing up against the glass and oozing up and down. A few groans echoed from the shower, but Indi knew from experience his expansion wouldn't be enough to tear it—or himself for that matter—apart. Rai's movements were becoming erratic. Indi could feel the occasional internal push of a claw against his taut stomach walls and the vibrations of the dragon's attempts to stay afloat in a dark, overwhelmingly hot pool with rapidly dwindling air. Over time they slowed, stopping completely just as Indi swelled to fill over half of the shower stall. He continued to purr away happily even as a large weight drifted to the bottom of his belly and settled peacefully, unmoving.
Indi made sure to shut off the flow of water while he could still reach the nozzle—something he'd neglected to do on past occasions far more often than he wanted to admit. Removing the shower head was a bit difficult, but he eventually managed to pull it from his throat, leaving it to rest on his gut. With glee Indi patted the surface of his bloated middle, chirping in delight as it rippled and wobbled in response. He felt like a giant water balloon. The cheetah happily distracted himself with his ridiculous bulk for a few more minutes, though his eyelids were soon feeling as heavy as his gut. A filling breakfast and the warmth of the water he'd gulped down were proving to be an excellent sleep aide. Indi yawned loudly before welcoming his next nap, his own bulk serving as a pillow.
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