Kaito's Gluttonous Appetite

"I'm home." Kaito announced, closing the door behind him. The empty house greeted him. He cocked his head, confused as to where you were for a moment. Before remembering it was your turn to work a late shift at the lab.



"Guess I'm on my own." He sighed, feeling a bit depressed.



It was rare that he ever had an early night home. Usually his vocaloid career kept him plenty busy.
Working on new songs, rehearsing dance steps, or on media tours promoting new material. So whenever he was home, he wanted to spent it with you. Which often worked out well for both your schedules, as you typically worked mornings. Except for the occasional evening shift.



As one of the top research scientists at Crypton Labs, you loathed the night shifts. You had experimentations to complete, research to work on. You were no watchdog, a mere babysitter for the lab. Isn't that what they hired security for? Besides, although you were a young, genius, researcher, you still had the least seniority. Thus  you were always the first choice for the dreaded late shifts. Although you always complained, Kaito knew you secretly didn't mind too much. Honestly the worst part was not spending time with him. Otherwise the late shift,  spent all alone at the lab, always seemed to be much more productive. With nobody else around to be social with, and with personal cell phones banned from the lab. There was little to procrastinate on.



Kaito knew you had been working studiously on something new. He hoped tonight you'd have your breakthrough. Unfortunately gag clauses forbidden you from divulging company secrets, which he felt was silly. Since Crypton, aside from their secret undisclosed work, patched all the vocaloids. Which technically, Kaito kept insisting, made him part of the company.



"Sorry, babe, it doesn't work that way." Kaito would always pout at your refusal to divulge.



"Not even since I am technically your project?" He'd snuggle up in your lap, hoping to get your guard down enough for details. His curiosity overwelmed him at times.



It was the wrong tactic to try. Instead you pushed him away, a deep frown overcoming your face.



"I patched you once, that doesn't make you my project." You refuted in a firm voice. You hated having his... differences pointed out. Even if it was Kaito's doing. Him an android, you a human. The two of you were dating, making a home together. Honestly it didn't matter to you that he was an android. But you loathed when people brought it up. As though you were using him. Experimenting on him. Like your own personal toy.



Sighing, Kaito relented, and would at last drop the matter. Knowing he chose the wrong method.



Feeling alone, and unsure how to spend his night off, Kaito stopped in the kitchen first. He grabbed a bottle from the fridge, and a couple cookies from the stuffed cookie jar. Taking a large swig from the bottle, he ate a cookie before downing the rest of the juice. Whatever you had made it was delicious. Eating the second cookie, he sat at the bar. After scarfing it down, he pulled the jar closer. They seemed extra tasty today for some reason. Upon inspecting them closer, he shrugged, taking another handful of them. They seemed to be normal. But for whatever reason he couldn't get enough of them.



He needed to do something tonight, or else the other vocaloids would call him an old, boring, fart. Not that they didn't do that already, but they didn't need more ammunition.



'I certainly can't spend the entire night eating.' Kaito murmured while grabbing for more cookies. A favorite hobby of his bottomless stomach, but it was no fun without you here. Watching. Getting more and more turned on. Seeing how long it took before giving in, and jumping his amazingly still fit body.



His hand scraped against the bottom of the cookie jar, feeling nothing but crumbs. Kaito frowned, wondering why you made so few cookies. Shrugging, he reached to opened a container of brownies, taking a huge bite of a rich, fudgy square. He was thankful for you, especially your cooking. Reaching for another couple brownies, he reminisced.



~~~~~~~~~~



It had been a chaotic day. For whatever reason, Crypton had finalized new updates for almost half of the vocaloids. This was completely unheard of, as they were typically spaced apart. Not surprisingly, the patching department had run short of assistants. They refused to send any of the vocaloids home, to return another, less crazy, day. They insisted on pushing through, instead pulled any available help from other departments. You had been one of those 'available'. You wanted to through a fit. You were busy! And to go to patching?! Talk about wasting a brilliant mind. But you had to go. Your would pay your dues eventually. In time some newbie would be the sucker, forced to complete these menial tasks.



You made your way down to patching, a fake smile plastered to your face. Already checking your watch. Ugh. Updating a bunch of  androids was not on your to do list for the day! You didn't pay much attention to the vocaloid side of the company. If not for the revenue they brought the lab, you wouldn't care the slightest. But they did fund your experiments, something that would be a lot harder at any other lab. You should probably be grateful.



Upon arriving you asked an assistant at the front for your placement.



"Kaito?" You repeated, the name didn't ring any bells.  Your cheeks flush at the young girl's hard stare. Embarrassment crept over you, feeling a bit shamed at not knowing your assignment. At last she pointed to the far corner. You quickly left after thanking her, trying to calm your heated blush.



A blue haired man waited on the platform. He looked rather bored while a couple assistants flitted about. They seemed scattered brained, not accomplishing much at all. You sent them away,  knowing a system update was child's play. It had nothing to do with how gorgeous this Kaito was. And definitely nothing to do with how they glanced his way far more than necessary. Nope. Most certainly not. You just... worked better alone. You didn't need love sick assistants causing trouble. Taking more time than necessary away from work.



The blue haired man smiled broadly seeing you shoo them away.



"Thank you, they were rather..." He paused, trying to think of a polite way of phrasing it.



"Star struck?" You filled in, having to bite your lip from using far ruder words. He laughed, having guessed your thoughts, and struck out his hand.



"Exactly." He grinned, his smile broadening as you shook heartily shook his hand. "I'm Kaito." He paused, a faint pink tint overcoming his cheeks. "I'm sure you know that already though." He ducked he head down, feeling a little silly for forgetting his status. Especially to the Crypton employees, gosh these people made him. Yet he was introducing himself like any common person.



"Actually..." You bite your lower lip, wondering for just a moment if you should confess your ignorance. He shy, bashful expression does it. You shyly explain. Although you're a scientist for Crypton, you don't keep track the vocaloid side. Up until a couple minutes prior you had no idea of his name even.



Kaito's broad smile returns hearing this. Updating his software takes three times as long as it should normally. Neither of you mind. In fact when you can't procrastinate keeping him any longer, Kaito pouts. Inquiring if you are positive nothing has been overlooked. Any excuse to keep you for a bit more.



After assuring his new version is working perfect, Kaito hopped off the platform. He pulled his long jacket back on, buttoning it up over his rather slim build. You can't help but admire, and ponder. He was rather perfect, except for his figure. To be honest you always had a bit of a belly fetish. A full, round, belly... stuffed and fattened to its bursting point.



Alas it wasn't to be. With his android build it would be impossible for him to gain weight. The most pleasure you could ever obtain would be him eating a massive amount. Not that it would ever cause an ounce of fat onto his slim figure. Pointless. Of course that is if you could even get him to agree to go along with your little fantasies.



Most guys who hear of your 'stuffing fetish' go running for the hills. You always seemed to pick the vain types. Not a single guy had been able to accept this odd quirk. Your relationships never progressed far enough to explain. He wouldn't have to gain weight. They didn't need to be fat to fulfill your desires. Just overfill their bellies on occasion. Lingering belly fat was just a plus, if they didn't mind the extra inches.



Kaito's fame would only make it worse. The media and fans would surely notice his abnormal eating habits. Even if they didn't show on his frame, he surely wouldn't want the bad publicity of being a glutton.



If only you knew. Kaito had a rather large sweet tooth, and was particularly fond of ice cream. He had a personal freezer stuffed to the brim with the sweet treat. Since he never felt full, he had no issues with gorging on a massive amount. Way more than any human would be able to consume. The fact that he didn't gain weight was a benefit. He would surely be a bit... alright, a lot more rounder if not for that detail.



Fate is lovely though. You were in misery, wondering why this most perfect man, was unable to satisfy your most inner desire. Kaito was fighting himself. Arguing and protesting as to why he couldn't asking a girl out he just met. What if he never saw you again? You stated yourself you almost never worked on the vocaloids. Desire swelled within him. He wanted to spend more time with you. He had only just met you but he was already craving another afternoon with you.



He was only a few steps away when he abruptly turned around. Leaving you speechless when he asked you out on a date. After a moment of pondering, you ignored all your logical protests, and eagerly accepted.



Your first date had been to a new ice cream parlor, that had just opened up a few weeks prior. Kaito blushed as he shyly mumbled he was saving it for a special occasion.  You bent over and pecked his pink cheek, feeling a moment of bravery.



It had been anything unlike what you expected. You daintily ordered a modest medium strawberry sundae. Not wishing to scare him away on the first date. Kaito didn't wait before ordering the biggest, most luscious, chocolate sundae on the menu.



It was massive. Arriving in a large serving bowl, large round scoops of vanilla ice cream smothered in hot fudge. There were an array of chocolate chips, candy bar pieces, sprinkles, and more. It was a feast for a catered party, yet Kaito was tackling it alone. You ice cream was mostly forgotten, as you watched like a spectator. He had the cutest smile as he inhaled his sundae. As his spoon scraped the bottom of his bowl minutes later, surely a record, he eyed your modest sundae. It had started to melt, the strawberry ice cream pooling at the bottom in a pink soup. The strawberries glistened in their glaze slipping ever so slowly, downward.



"Do you mind if I take a strawberry?" Kaito asked you, not taking his eyes off your mostly untouched dish. Overcome with shock, you push the sundae towards him. Feeling a rush of heat between your thighs. He begins with one tiny bite. A small strawberry and a touch of whipped cream. Then a second, larger strawberry, with a large scoop of ice cream. Before he realized, in only a few bites more, he had eaten your sundae too.



"Oh! I'm sorry!" He apologizes, as if noticing your empty bowl for the first time. He slide his eyes back over to his empty bowl, and took in its rather ridiculous, large size. Kaito's face reddened, embarrassment sinking in for his improper behavior. He liked you too, but surely this would be the last date you'd ever go on with him...



"You needn't be sorry." You hurry to cut off his thoughts, they reflected rather obvious on his adorable face. "I... enjoyed it." You fought the desire to stare down at your lap, and instead met Kaito's gaze. His face was so expressive. Confusion first. You could see the exact moment when what you said 'clicked'.  His eyes widened, and his mouth fell opened in a tiny gasp. At last he settled on a small smile, and captured your gaze.



"With my sincerest apologies, I'd love to buy you a replacement ice cream, and spend a bit more time with you? The ice cream was delicious, you really should try some." Kaito's eyes beg you to accept, but they didn't need to. You were quickly starting to adore him, there's no way you could deny his puppy eyes. You accept his offer, but shoo him back into his seat. He pouted, wanting to be a gentleman, but you denied him. Insisting on forfeiting the dating rules, and buying this round. Of course you had an ulterior motive...



"Another?" You offer, standing up next to the booth. You can tell he's torn. Desire for another swelling, but wishing to act proper on your date. "A small one?" You press on, hoping to sway him. It works, he agrees, to a small one, with strawberries! He excitedly shouts as an after thought. You giggle seeing him blush again, you weren't two steps away from the table. But the overwhelming craving for his beloved, sweet treat, overcame his senses.



You place the order and join Kaito back at the booth, where you resumed normal, first date chit chat. Though Kaito's eyes would sweep behind you, toward the counter, every so often. He tried not to make it so obvious, but he was quite eager for his second sundae. Even though it was to be a small one, or so he though.



The waitress arrived carrying an large tray with two of the massive sundaes. Kaito's eyes widened and sparkled, seeing them both covered in large, juicy, plump, strawberries.



"But- what- small- huh-?!" Kaito tried asking, but he was so baffled words weren't coming. You held up a hand to your mouth, to hide your giggles from him.



"I adore a man who loves to eat." You respond, nodding your head approvingly. This was all the permission Kaito needed, before he dove eagerly into his sundae.



You leaned forward to watch him scarf down his second sundae. Your head lingered atop your palm, supporting its weight, as you twirled your spoon. You had absolutely no intentions of eating the sundae before you. But you did sneak a strawberry, and the red cherry that sat atop it. Kaito finished his sundae quicker than the first, in just a couple minutes. He had only just leaned back, and rubbing his still flat tummy. When you pushed the second, massive sundae his way.



"But- I can't!" He insisted, crying out.



"Oh? Are you full?" You ask, raising your eyebrows in a rather teasing fashion.



"No..." His eyes your sundae with a renewed sense of hunger. "But I already ate your first one."



"My eyes are bigger than my stomach." You respond, putting on a fake pout. "I certainly won't be able to finish this." You push the large dish towards Kaito, just a bit. It's enough to send a strawberry sliding down to the bottom. Kaito's eyes follow it, as his pink tongue peeks out from a corner of his mouth. You have to hide another giggle, he's so cute, you doubt he realizes it.



"I- I mustn't." Kaito insists, his tongue tracing his bottom lip.



"All this ice cream gone to waste? A pity." You fret, spooning up a large scoop of ice cream, dipping it in the whipped cream on top.



Kaito eyes follow your movement, when his hand unexpectedly reaches out. Grabbing hold of the spoon, he shoves the delicious, yummy, goodness into his mouth. Giving you a cheeky grin, upon discovering your arm was still attached. You move the empty dish aside to make room for the second sundae. Kaito inhales it, not letting a single drop go to waste.



A third round follows, after which Kaito insists he must stop. Not because he was full of course, an impossible feat given his bottomless pit of a stomach. But in fear of someone recognizing him. Kaito pouts a bit, and you realize he isn't the slightest bit full. If only he could gain a pudgy, stuffed, belly. He would be absolutely perfect. You insist he wait outside, while you order one last sundae to go.



"This has been the best date ever." Kaito cheered, scooping up the last bit of ice cream. After depositing the empty container, he holds you hand, giving you a shy smile.



"I'm sure it's because you could be yourself." You return the smile, speaking of yourself as well.



The rest was history, you could say. It was only a few months before the two of you moved in together. Kaito was quite eager to move out of the vocaloid house, and away from the other's teasing. To your own space, where he could eat to his heart's content. Where no one would judge him, if anything, you encouraged him. No one poked his belly, and joked of how it will all catch up to him one day.



His private freezer came along of course. It seemed to be always stocked with his favorite frozen goodies. The pantry stocked to the brim with snacks of all sort. The fridge always stuffed with more meals than necessary. The countertop consistently covered with boxes of homemade baked goods and pastries.



He knew you enjoyed cooking, and that it had been a little pointless, cooking for just one person. It was too expensive, and often the leftovers went bad before they were eaten. With Kaito, it was as if you suddenly found a new purpose. Every recipe you wanted ever wanted to try was now an option. There was no pondering of wasted leftovers. And Kaito, could finally eat his full. To try and sate his monstrous appetite. Though it to be a wasted effort, seeing as no matter how much he ate, he never actually felt full. But Kaito, knowing how much you enjoyed seeing him eat, tried his best. Often food ran out long before he ever felt full.



There was one secret Kaito was unaware of. How much you desired a bulging belly. A round, stuffed, fattened tummy. You were happy, not to misunderstand. Kaito was more you could ever dream of having. But yet... in moments of weakness, you experimented. Seeing if it was possible to adjust an android body. Nothing permanent! He did need his fit physique for his fans, after all. Something... temporary. For a single night of bliss. To satisfy your deepest desires. Imaging a full belly on your slim Kaito drove you crazy.



Your little experiments were always off the clock. In case something went wrong, it would be difficult explaining to your higher ups. Instead you tested formulas at your home lab. Nothing went into human testing, of course. You cared for Kaito far too much. Your robotic lab rats were created, in a moment of weakness, for just this purpose. You eyed them carefully, watching for even an ounce gain. Anything that would push you closer to the right direction.



You had completely lost track of time. Kaito was working early, which gave you plenty of alone time for more testing. You were so close! You could feel it. Except your alarm, which gave you plenty of time to prepare for your late shift at work, never went off. So you glanced at the clock, and saw it to be far later than you intended.



You hurried trying to clean up, you still needed to get dressed too. Oh damn, you were so close to a breakthrough! Where were all your bottles? You couldn't let it go to waste! You'd have to start all over then. Pressed for time and not thinking clearly, you grabbed a reusable water bottle. Pouring the liquid inside, you left it unmarked in the fridge, before rushing to depart.



It was this afternoon that Kaito arrived home later. Feeling a little disappointed that your schedules didn't match up for once. He grabbed the water bottle, and sulked at the counter while he drank his 'juice'.



~~~~~~~~~~



"She must have taken lessons, everything's so good." Kaito mumbles between huge bites of strawberry tarts.



His boredom had been completely forgotten about. His desire to not stuff himself without you, believing it to be a waste, had slipped his mind. The countertop, although covered in baked treats, had previously been neat and organized. Currently it was a disastrous mess. Littered with empty containers, crumbs and cookie dust covered the countertop. It had gone unnoticed during his binge. As he scarfed down the last cookie and tore through the mess. Hoping to discover one last hidden treat.



"Come on, I couldn't have eaten everything!" Kaito insists, sinking further into denial. A hunger like he never felt before tore through him. "She bakes enough for a week at a time! There has to be more around here."



As he shifted atop the barstool, trying to reach further back. He felt something unusual. The chair, one they had chosen for their wide, comfortable, wood tops, had felt off. Odd.



Squishing his bottom back and forth, he realized the edges were digging  into his behind. Gosh, now he was falling off the barstool? Maybe it was time to take a break from snacking. Kaito shifted himself back atop the stool. Or at least that's what he tried. Instead he felt his whole right cheek fall off. Grabbing hold of the countertop for balance, he cautiously sat himself back on the chair.



"What in the world?!" Kaito gasped, glancing down for the first time.



His hips had widened. Almost drastically so. He couldn't even see the stool's edges beneath his chub. But it wasn't just his hips that surprised him, his usual flat tummy, had grown. He was shocked, in disbelief. This couldn't be him. He didn't gain weight. Androids coudn't get fat.



No matter his protests, it was undeniable. He had a pudgy tummy, pressing up against his button down shirt. There was a roundness that was never there before. A layer of fat he never needed to worry about. Pressing a hand against it, he watched his hand sink in, and he felt a pressure.



Kaito wondered if this is what being full felt like. But.. if it did, why was he still starving? He stomach growled, demanding more. Feeling around his belly, he still baffled at the sight. Tracing the roundness, he stopped at his buckle, having found the source of the pressure. His belt was holding tight. It took some effort, and sucking his belly in some, but at last got it unbuckled.



He watched as his pant's button bounced off the bar, as his belly rushed to fill the empty space. His lap had a pudgy belly resting on top. He poked at it, still not comprehending. He must be dreaming.



He had to be.



He couldn't gain weight. Never before. Ever.



Kaito couldn't be a pudgy vocaloid. His career would be over. Worse. Would his relationship be over? You loved him to eat, sure, but him gaining weight was a completely different story than what you signed up for.



He stood up in a panic, grabbing his phone. He needed to fix this. Before his PR found out. Before the other vocaloids discovered his weighty problem. He could just imagine their relentless teasing. No. This had to go away, now. Before anyone found out, but especially before you came home.



Except, as he scrolled through his contact list, he made the heartbreaking discovering. He had no one to call. At least no one who could help fix him. Biting his lower lip, he pressed your number before he could change his mind.



It might end the best thing he ever had, but you were the smartest person he knew. If anyone could help him, it would be you.



"Voicemail." Kaito cursed, then slapped his forehead for his forgetfulness. You weren't allowed a cell in the lab. To prevent procrastination certainly, but also the service interfered with some machines. It would be hours before you got any message he were to leave. You left one anyways, rambling on for a bit before hanging up.



A hungry growl tore through him. He didn't have that kind of time. His hips were already so expansive, and his belly was protruding out, his weight was obvious.



He dialed the number for the guard's station. You gave it just in case of an emergency. In a worst case scenario, they could contact you. No one answered, not surprising since it was likely to be just a security guard and you working late tonight. The guard was likely doing his rounds. Grumbling he left a short message for you to contact him as soon as possible.



Hanging up, another rumble growled louder than ever. He felt... faint? He grabbed hold of the countertop to support his body upright. What was happening to him? Never in his life had he felt such hunger. But he ate all those baked goods... he couldn't believe he was still hungry.



Setting eyes on the pantry, he bolted forward. At this rate he was going to pass out. He was starving.



The pantry had been the only flaw in their otherwise perfect space. It wasn't the biggest pantry, but for the two of them it was just enough. Though instead of a normal door, it had only a slightly tinier two foot clearance. Usually a reasonable amount, except given Kaito's current more than ample hips. He flushed feeling one of them brush the doorway. He shifted over a few inches to avoid the door frame.



Free of judgmental doors and feeling as if he had not eaten in days, Kaito grabbed the first bag he saw. He inhaled them with a ravenous hunger. They were gone in under a minute, the bag thrown to the floor as he reached for another. The floor soon became littered with empty packages.



Kaito knew he shouldn't. He could feel his belly becoming rounder. It pressed up against the pantry shelves as he reached further back to grab those in the back. He was currently desperately reaching for a box of cookies. His belly ached from hunger, cried out as it pinched against the metal shelving. Only a bit further... he stretched, forcing his widening belly to inch closer.



Extending a pudgy arm, his chubby fingers at last grabbed hold of the tiny bag. He pulled back, tearing into the bag with such ferocity. The cookies were demolished in no time.



Kaito stayed snug against the shelving. As he tiptoed, stretching up to reach the higher shelved snacks. Chips. Crackers. Cookies. Popcorn. Packaged cakes. Anything and everything made it in to his gluttonous belly. He could feel his belly bump against the top of the shelf as he reached for more. His hand came up empty. He stepped backwards to see if anything remained up top.



Or at least he tried to. Kaito's belly had grown so enormous. It was huge, round, almost bursting. And it was snug tight between two shelves. He tried shifting sideways, but he found he had little room. His girth was somehow taking up both sides of the pantry.



Feeling panic swell within, he squirmed and shifted, trying to free his stuck belly. He felt it slide just a bit, except he also felt his bottom press up against the door frame. A glance over his shoulder showed part of his bottom was free, his broader hips trapping the rest of his body.



His anxiety increased, as he tried moving. Reaching back, he grasped the door frame with his chubby hands and started pulling. He couldn't be stuck. There was no way he weighed enough to get stuck in their pantry. This was a dream. You wouldn't come home from work and find him stuck helpless in a doorway. Even worse, it was likely he would still be hungering for more food.



His belly released its most powerful growl yet, and with a *pop* Kaito's wide body fell backwards. Landing on his plush behind, Kaito paused for a moment, shocked by his chub appearance. His belly was so vast and round it covered his thighs, which were plump and stretching out his brown pants. His arms were chubby, hard to lift, and felt tight. Likely due to his much too small shirt, which was somehow still holding on. The buttons on it had stretched out impossibly so. They appeared so close to bursting. He could see his growing belly through its wide gaps. A pair of soft moobs rested atop the great mass. Pressing his hand against it, Kaito was surprised at how soft and plush he stomach felt. It looked as if it were tight and stuffed, but it wasn't the case.



He had eaten enough, far too much, stuffed more than ever before. But Kaito was still starving. It was as if he had eaten nothing. His belly was growling in pain, and craving more.



'Was there even any more?' He pondered. He demolished your supply of baked treats, had completely emptied their stocked pantry. Yet he was still hungry.



As his eyes raced around the kitchen, quickly trying to think of a solution to his ever growing problem. His eyes landed on the fridge. There were meals in there, surely, enough to feed an army. Except they all required reheating. Something that sounded like far too much work at the moment. Kaito rubbed his growling belly, he needed something to satisty it. He was starting to feel dizzy and weak, it was as if he was suffering from starvation.



What had happened to him...?



The growls grew louder and fiercer, demanding more, needing to be fuller.



At last Kaito remembered his freezer full of ice cream, and felt silly for having forgotten it until now. It took a great effort, but he was able to heave his great, bulky, wide body back up. His thighs felt thick like tree trunks, he could feel them rubbing against each other. His hips somehow seemed even wider from only a few minutes ago when he had been stuck. His chubby arms rested atop his plushy sides like armrests.



Opening the freezer door, row and row of delicious pints stared back at him. He gulped, running a hand down the chubby roundness that was his belly. He was in trouble.



It had been child's play before, faced with homemade baked goodies, and a pantry full of snacks. Facing a full freezer of his most loved treat and with a monstrous hunger...



Kaito knew he was in trouble. He wanted to resist. To close the freezer and try calling you again. But a pint of strawberry shone brighter than all the others. He snagged it, grabbing a spoon from the drawer, and dove in.



He wasn't aware when his buttons exploded. Some point after the third pint. His belly surged forward, growing unbelievable now it was freed of all constraints. The floor was soon littered with empty ice cream pints, as Kaito inhaled them one after another. Each one tasting better than the one before. The calories adding pounds to his frame, widening his hips, creating rolls of pudge.



Kaito huffed and puffed as he finished the higher shelves of the freezer. He wanted to sit. Supporting all his weight was tiring him out. But... he was still hungry. He collapsed before the freezer, ensuring he was close enough he could reach more ice cream. As his immense bottom sat down, stressing the seat of his pants to the max. Even with the comfortable, stretchy material, Kaito couldn't believe they were still intact. His body had chubbed up ridiculously so in such a limited time. His hips had to be three, if not closer to four feet wide. He couldn't quite tell, with the multitude of soft, bulging, rolls that popped up since he sat.



As he consumed more ice cream, Kaito took note of his fattening body. His arms had grown massive, plump and meaty, they were stuck tight in his shirt. A few of the seams had popped, but the fine stitching was holding up well for the most part. Aside from the buttons obviously. His broad hips stretched out, taking up a huge amount of space. His thick, meaty, arms rested against his many rolls. They felt too heavy to move, instead shifted the minimal amount from the carton to his mouth.



His belly swelled with every pint he eagerly  ate. Tossing the empty container aside before reaching for another. Every bite adding more pounds to his heavy frame. Rounding his already immense belly, pushing his bulging thighs apart as it enlarged further. Each swallow adding another roll of pudge to his middle. Widening his frame, growing him larger. Expanding his hips, making him enormous, massive. A huge bulk of a man.



By now his arms could barely reach his mouth, the effort was intense. They weighed him down like anchors, each bite felt like victory. Emptying another pint, Kaito stretched, trying to reach another from the freezer. Except he came up empty. His heavy belly blocked most of his view. His bulky hips prevented much movement. He tried tipping himself over, trying to see for himself. There just had to be ice cream left! His stomach wasn't satisfied yet, it resumed its hungry, intense, growls. Demanding more food for consumption. As if the past few hours of gluttonous gorging had done nothing. Except, Kaito's heavy bottom acted like a dense paperweight. His plush rolls of fat only bulged up as he tried to squish himself over.



The freezer may be empty, but he still had the overstocked fridge. Kaito remembered. He curled his legs, in a failing attempt to stand up. Except he didn't budge an inch. He tried stretching his hands down, to push off the floor. Except his chubby hands could find nothing but his wide, hefty, hips. Kaito couldn't reach the floor. His body had fattened up so much, he could no longer stand up on his own.



Without food to soothe his demanding tummy, Kaito felt panic and anxiety swell inside. Twisting and rolling his stomach like a bitter storm. How had he let this happen? Become so blind as to his growing problem? He couldn't understand, it was the same food he always ate without a problem. So why had it tasted absolute perfection today?



There's no way he could lose all this weight. His vocaloid career was over. There's no way he could sing, and forget about dancing. He couldn't see his feet anymore, let alone support his bulky weight and stand. Worse of all, he feared your reaction. Who could love a fattened, blimp like him?



In his depressed state, Kaito didn't hear the keys unlocking the front door. Or your worried voice calling out for him. It was your loud gasp, followed by a loud band, as your bag fell to the ground, that captured his attention.



"Kaito...?" You whispered, taking cautious steps closer, wiping your eyes and taking another peek. The sight before you was most unexpected. When the guard interrupted your work, declaring that Kaito had been attempting contact. You became fraught with worry. Kaito never before tried reaching you at the lab. You rushed, trying to call him back. Only he never answered. His voicemail he left only worsened things. He sounded scared, scatterbrained, panicked. Half of what he was saying wasn't making sense. You left in a hurry, shouting you had a family emergency to the guard. Kaito needed you now. Tomorrow was another day, you would explain to your boss then.



You were unsure of what to expect. Wondering if something happened to one of the other vocaloids. Maybe Kaito came across an unexpected bug. But... this... defied all possibilities.



Coming home to discover Kaito had bulked up several hundred pounds in a mere few hours. That he now took up most of their kitchen with his expansive hips. His chunked arms rested lazily atop his massive belly. Which bulged against his tremendously thick thighs, forced wide apart to make room.



Hearing your voice Kaito glanced up, breaking free of his self torment.



"I- I- don't know what happened." Kaito huffed as he tried to explain. His cheeks puffed out and he took deep breathes, his great belly heaving. He tried to calm himself, knowing getting hysterical wouldn't help any. "I was just so hungry, I knew I was gaining weight, but everything tasted so good. I couldn't stop-"



"Oh Kaito honey, did you drink something?" You wrung your hands together nervously, he couldn't have... You may have been experimenting, but it didn't mean you'd ever seriously give it to him!



"Maybe...?" Kaito scrunched up his face as he tried to remember, it was difficult as he had consumed so much food. "There may have been a bottle, the juice and cookies." Kaito watched your eye widen, as you collapsed next to him. Leaning yourself against his plush hip.



"I'm sorry babe, that was an untested experiment." You explain, the guilt overwhelming. Kaito trusted you, and yet, you had done this to him. He was sure to leave you.



"What were you experimenting? Is this what Crypton spends our money on?" Kaito asked, a horrified expression on his face. You are quick to deny, to soothe his worries. Placing a hand to his swelled belly to comfort, you pause, enjoying the soft, doughy rolls. No, this wasn't the time. Kaito needed you.



"It was a personal one." You blush as you tried your best to explain. You couldn't meet Kaito's gaze as you elaborated on your belly obsession. "You eat so much never gaining an ounce. Imaging a chub belly after one of your binges, I couldn't resist. I would have explained first though, never sneaking it upon you. I love you too much." Feeling hot tears prick your eyes, you try to blink them away. You refused to cry, to act as the victim. When poor Kaito...



A tear slid down your cheek just as your felt a heavy weight around your back. You were lifted into the air, a loud gasp escaping you. Kaito let go, and you bounced atop his belly. You stretch out on top, sinking in to his soft pudge.



"Oh Kaito... you're so comfy like this." You mutter surrounded by nothing but belly.



"I love you too." Kaito smiles back, a loving expression erasing his prior worried look. He hugged you tight against him, his chunky arms pressing you deeper into his soft form. You were in bliss. Surrounded by rolls of fat, on top of a mountainous belly.



A loud, angry, growl disturbs the mood. Kaito's cheeks flushed embarrassed. He couldn't still be hungry?!



"So, um, you can fix me... right?" Kaito asks, his worry returning. Rubbing his belly, you pepper it with kisses, and smile wide.



"I would have to do some calculations, but it shouldn't be anything difficult." You assure him, wanting to ease his panic.



"Then..." Kaito pauses, a faint pink covering his cheeks up to his ears. He bashfully continues, the next part barely more than a whisper. "I'm starved. Do you mind making something? I'm too... fat to reach anything else..."



Sliding down his belly, you grab an armful of it in a big hug. Releasing his girth, you hurry over to turn on the stove.



"No worries, babe! I won't let you go hungry." You wink back at you beloved Kaito. "I'll whip you up a feast." You eye his weighty body. Curious how much larger he can grow.