Another Shinji Story part 3 (Patreon)
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Chapter 3: Shinji’s Date
Shinji looked himself over in the mirror. Wearing his leggings and the top Kaworu had gotten for him he was still amazed at himself.
Weighing over 1000 pounds was still something he couldn’t believe. He couldn’t believe the fat wobbling belly apron in the mirror was attached to him. His enormous apron was only a few feet above his cankles, if he grew any fatter his belly would start to touch the floor. And then what would he do?
Shinji grasped a handful of his belly and lifted it, hiking his heavy belly up like it was a dress and slowly wobbled it like Kaworu would. He immediately grew hard and he felt his spear push against his stomach. Shinji let out a whimpering whine, he couldn’t masturbate without Kaworu’s help there was just too much belly in the way. However his belly wasn’t the only thing troubling him.
All the milking he had been undergoing had shot his boobs up in size and he was close to outgrowing his N cup bra. He didn’t think he could bear going back into that lingerie store to get outfitted with another bra. Unless it was with Kaworu, Shinji thought. Maybe he would bring it up with him.
Ready for his date Shinji started to heave himself out of the apartment. By the time he had reached the elevator he was already short of breath, his chest wobbling from how fast his chest was beating. Shinji’s massive size exceeded the limit in the elevator so the thousand pound Shinji had to slowly go down two flights of stairs.
“Nnnf!” Shinji grunted, holding onto the railing for dear life as he trekked down. Each step he took he could feel his belly bounce against his shins. The heavy fat burdened his back much like his chest did, but the shaking from each step reminded him once more of Kaworu’s gentle jiggling and he bit his lip in arousal. He held the railing tighter and in his mind tried to imagine Kaworu cheering him on.
“Come on Shinji!”
“You can do it Shinji!”
“I’m so proud of you Shinji!”
“Shinji-kun...I love you.”
Imagining Kaworu’s voice encouraged Shinji to complete the ordeal. Once outside on the street Shini leaned against a lamp post and wiped his forehead, his enormous upper arms wobbling as he did so. “Ooof!” Shinji moaned, 1000 pounds was so hard for him to deal with without Kaworu helping him. His chest was going a mile a minute, beating ever so fast. He wiped his forehead again, he was absolutely drenched from going down the stairs.
“This sucks,” Shinji pants out of breath before his stomach rumbled and Shinji farted *Prrrruppt* He blushed at his flatulence, it was so girlish one could hardly believe it came from a boy. “I just had to eat that pizza before I left, ugh!” Whenever Shinji really indulged his piggy appetite he tended to get just as gassy as Misato or Asuka, letting out fart after fart.
Shinji continued to lean on the pole, trying to recover his strength. He felt so trapped in his body, it felt like he was sinking into himself at times. He remembered his old body, his tiny lithe body and could hardly believe it was now drowning in a sea of yellow greasy blubber.
“Shinji!”
Shinji turned and he smiled wide, seeing it was Kaworu.
“K-Kaworu!” He beamed. Kaworu came up to him sporting a very fancy suit. Kaworu grasped Shinji’s plump hands, his fingers sinking into Shinji’s butter soft wrists, and gently kissed him on the lips. He noticed Shinji’s pouting mood and asked, “Shinji dear, what’s wrong?”
“It can be so hard being by myself like this, but,” Shinji paused to wobble his belly apron and smiled, “But knowing how much you love me makes it all worth it.” Shinji kissed him and Kaworu hugged what he could of Shinji “Nothing makes me happier than seeing you happy, Shinji-kun.”
The two started on their way while holding hands. with Shinji turning heads as he lumbered along. It wasn't everyday you saw someone over a thousand pounds and people felt compelled to look and stare at Shinji’s massive girth. Shinji blushed at all the attention, but with Kaworu holding his plump hand ever so tenderly he felt much more secure.
“Kaworu, there’s something I need to do,” Shinji piped up, to which Kaworu chuckled, asking Shinji “Oh? And what could that be?” Shinji blushed immensely and whispered into Kaworu’s ear. As Shinji explained his brasserie issue Kaworu’s eyes took on looks of surprise, compassionate understanding, and then naughty amusement.
“Of course, we can go get you a size up Shinji dear,” Kaworu reassuringly told Shinji, kissing the top of his head. “But Kaworu, Misato had to call the store ahead of time, we can’t possibly do it today.” Kaworu held a hand to his chin, his index finger slowly tapping his upper lip in thought and smiled before saying “Let’s just give it a try.”
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“Inuko, is that who I think it is?” Yuki asked her supervisor who looked up and saw Shinji approaching the store. A look of shock crossed Inuko’s face, “Oh my God, he’s even bigger.” Inuko looked at their empty store and whispered, “Be ready to close the store when they come in.”
Shinji and Kaworu entered the store with Shinji blushing like a beat from being back inside this store. “H-hello again,” Shinji weakly said, seeing Yuki lock up the store and turn the open sign to closed. Kaworu smiled and said without a hint of embarrassment “Shinji needs a size up on his underwear.”
Inuko nodded sympathetically while saying “I see. I’m sure we can help you with that. Shinji, could you undress?” Shinji nodded and took off his top showing the girls how his jugs were overflowing the gigantic N cup cherry red brassiere. Yuki touched the straps and marveled at how the massive thing was cutting into Shinji’s plush padded shoulders. It didn’t take much for the bra to come undone and his chest fell down onto his stomach. “Do you need a change in panties too?” Yuki asked which Shinji solemnly nodded and began to pull off his bottoms, showing how the cherry red panties were scrunched up into his wobbling cheeks and when Yuki lifted up Shinji’s hanging sack of fat that was his gut, saw how it binded Shinji’s sizable junk.
Inuko grabbed a box and said, “Last time we ruled out a P cup, but I think there’s a good chance it’ll fit now.” Inuko pulled out a big purple bra that had cups that were the size of a butterfly net. “If you don’t mind, I would like to put it on you Shinji.” Kaworu said to which Shinji nodded, “You can do it Kaworu, it would make me feel better.”
Kaworu gently placed his chest into the cups and pulled on the straps. Shinji reddened at Kaworu’s gentle hands brushing against his rolls of back fat as he put the clasp together and asked Shinji “How do you feel Shinji.”
Shinji felt a relief in his back and sighed, “Thank you Kaworu.” He turned his fleshy face and kissed Kaworu gently on the lips. “Ahem,” Inuko awkwardly coughed and said, “Now the panties.” Inuko pulled a massive amount of cloth and unfolded it to reveal a wide pair of matching frilly purple panties.
“Shall we go to the fitting room?” Kaworu asked and Shinji shook his head, matter of factly saying “I don’t think I’ll fit in there.” Shinji was no fool and knew that Japan was not made with 1000 pound boys in mind, he was severely limited by his gigantic size. “Very well Shinji,” Kaworu chuckled and pulled down Shinji’s red panties, allowing Shinji’s third leg to drop down.
The panties were sleek with sweat and had a strong odor which Yuki and Inuko both scrunched their faces at. “Now, one foot,” Kaworu instructed Shinji to lift one leg that was as round as a pillar “And then the other.” Shinji huffed, even doing this was a lot of exercise and the excursion made him start to sweat. Kaworu’s hands dug deep in between Shinji’s leg rolls as he began to work the panties up Shinji’s fattened legs until his big penis was comfortably tucked in.
Shinji smiled as he was in his new underwear “I feel great!” Kaworu nodded and told Inuko, “A few pairs will do.”
As they left with Kaworu carrying a few boxes containing pairs of bras and panties Shinji gushed, his new underwear under his clothes had put him in a good mood. “I’m so happy now that I have fitting underwear. Thank you so much Kaworu”
Kaworu nodded, “I knew that would lighten your mood, you’re very welcome Shinji. Now, we should go see a movie.”
The movie seating was simple enough, Kaworu lifted the armrests for four seats and Shinji was allowed to sit comfortably. As he waited in the darkness for Kaworu to come back he shivered and the cold hardened his nipples which tented his new bra. Kaworu came back with a big tub of popcorn which was drowning in butter before kissing Shinji on his lips and leaving for more snacks; returning with an armful of candy and a long hot dog, as well as a container of nachos.
They watched the move, Kaworu leaning into Shinji’s blubber to cuddle in the darkness. In the darkness Kaworu got a naughy idea and undid Shinji’s shirt, lifted up his bra and placed his mouth over Shinji’s pink rosy nipple. “Kaworu, what are you-oh!” Kaworu whispered and gasped, whimpering in silence as Kaworu sucked and drank. Shinji’s giant nob hardened and pushed out under his belly, and as pre-cum started to build he left a slight stain. Kaworu sucked and sucked, driving Shinji wild until he stopped, whispering to Shinji, “We’ll save the best for last.” Shinji was left a panting sweaty boy as Kaworu tucked Shinji’s right titty back into his brasserie and pulled down his shirt.
Kaworu started to feed Shinji the snacks; every chocolate, every gummy, was pushed down Shinji’s gullet by Kaworu. Shinji passively accepted every bite, his plump hands resting on his obese stomach. This was the best part of Kaworu and Shinji’s fat fetish, Shinji found the feeding to be very romantic; after every mouthful Shinji would moan and whisper “More.” Kaworu obliged, lovingly rubbing Shinji’s girth and held a hotdog to Shinji’s mouth and watched as Shinji took big bites. During his gluttony Shinji let out another feminine fart which made Kaworu chuckle at the slight noise Shinji’s bottom had made. With the nachos Kaworu did more with the molten cheese; taking the butter soaked popcorn and dunking one after another in the cheese and popping them one by one into Shinji’s hungry maw.
By the time the movie was over Shinji was surrounded by empty boxes of candy, stray hotdog wrappers, stray nacho containers, and an empty tub that once housed greasy, buttery popcorn. People passed by and shook their heads in disapproval of the pig, but Shinji didn’t care. The feeling of being stuffed to the brim and being pampered by Kaworu deflected the pain of embarrassment from the outside world; it was as if they were trapped in their own bubble, their own little world. Kaworu put his hand to Shinji’s titanic stomach and asked, “What do you wish to do now?”
Shinji whimpered, “I-I wanna eat Kaworu! Please, can we eat some more?” Kaworu closed his eyes and smiled, “But of course! Let’s take you to a buffet. Plenty of food for my little piggy.” Kaworu took Shinji to a buffet where the other patrons were shocked and appalled at Shinji’s size. Kaworu used his angelic powers to enhance several chairs to hold Shinji’s wide heavy bottom; Shinji sat down and Kaworu began to bring him plates of pizza, a big bowl of macaroni and cheese, a plate of tacos, and several more dishes of rich fattening food.
Shinji ate and ate. At a thousand pounds Shinji was a ravenous blob of a boy and he was going to eat like one. He wanted to show off to Kaworu, he untucked his belly from his bottoms and let the massive slab of excess flesh drop down onto the floor which jiggled him all over.
“URP!” Shinji would belch and openly fart *Prrrrrt~!*, he was in pure glutton mode. Shinji was fat and horny and pigging out made his erection buried under his blubber even harder. The tiny thin male he was before all this was now buried under a thick layer of lard that was only getting thicker with each bite Shinji took. Shinji’s chins wobbled each time he opened his mouth for more food, eager to pile on more pounds to his fat pile body.
Shinji ate and ate and ate until he was absolutely glutted, a full blob of fat and gas. As farts puffed from his bottom Kaworu leaned in and asked, “Now where shall we go for our date?”
Shinji squirmed, his stomach had reached critical mass and he was fat as a tick and ready to pop. His enormous cock was dying for attention.
“Your place.”
To Be Continued...