Katawa Shorts #5: The First Bite (Patreon)

The first bite was always her favorite.

Lilly’s keen sense of smell had picked up the freshly baked scent of the chocolate cake as she was jiggling into her massive skirt. She’d felt herself coo with excitement and her fattened immensity rumbled with a pleasant warmth, but she knew she couldn’t just waddle out in search of her prize just yet.

She was still in the middle of being undressed.

Her husband chuckled; no doubt aware of his wife’s spoiled appetite. Lilly felt herself blush and grin as his soft touch became stronger and he pulled himself tighter around her back. “Excited?” he asked.

“Maybe,” she answered.

Her stomach was much more honest, replying with a quivering want to his massaging hands. Hisao couldn’t reach all the way to the clasp of Lilly’s skirt, but she loved the sensation of his touch on her softness.

She tried to picture what she looked like, what they looked like. The buttery folds of fat on her thighs, how little his waist felt on her wide backside. She could imagine his broad chest, strong with muscle, tensing around her body, smothered with princessly fat. She felt herself blushing with delight as she felt the smile in his face as he kissed her bare shoulders and what little remained of her thick, fatty neck.

Then she felt as his hands came beneath her biceps, reaching beneath her lace bra to grip the marshmallow that were her round, heavy breasts. She gasped and flushed and moaned ever pleasantly as his teeth nibbled down on her shoulder.

Lilly stopped thinking with her mind, and her tummy took over.

The clasps popped free. Her breasts hung heavy, her stomach tumbled out. Her husband helped her rock back and forth, dancing out of her lacy panties.

She’d expected to be done in only a handful of minutes. The outfit her husband had picked out for her birthday was simple, light, and tight in all the right places (most importantly, how her massive vanilla muffintop spilled over the belt).

However, rather than leaning to the dresser to pick up her white top and cute angel wings, Lilly felt her great weight shifting to turn towards her husband.

She reached for him. Found him. Found the buttons on his shirt.

“What are you doing?” he chuckled.

Lilly let her blind eyes open, turned up to blush into what she knew was his handsome grin. She was big enough now that her naked stomach reached almost further than her hands. She could feel him against her when it rumbled, and she let it speak for her.

The first button came undone.

“We have guests,” Hisao smirked. “Emi baked you a cake. We shouldn’t keep them waiting.”

The second came free. Lilly’s touch went to his bare neck. “We won’t be long,” she breathed, before placing her lips to his throat. “I want this… now…”

Hisao sighed happily, and Lilly couldn’t help but tremble with the same scandalous excitement that she always had when her and her husband were being naughty.

She allowed herself that first bite on his neck, and together, husband and wife fed their incredibly spoiled appetites.