Plush Boyfriend

Danny was relaxing on the couch when he noticed his boyfriend Kurt laughing, taking pictures of Danny in his reclined state. Danny looked up amused. It couldn't have been his boxers that his boyfriend had seen so many times, so why was Kurt laughing?
"What are you doing?" Danny asked curiously.

"Just wondering when you said you were heading back to the gym." Kurt replied, a sly smile on his face.

"You know I go to the gym" Danny sighed, "I've just been on break."

"Really? So you'll get back in the gym soon?"

"Yeah."

"Well how long do you think you've been on break?" Kurt asked.

"Only a short while."

"How long?"

Danny looked up, tired of this conversation. He was caught off guard when he couldn't remember. "I think since we got together." He started. "We've been spending so much time with eachother I haven't been able to head back."

"Yeah, and how long have we been together" Kurt grinned.

"Two years-"

Danny cut off. Two years without gym? His stomach sank at the implications.

Danny had been an athlete before, always going to the gym almost every day. He worked with weights and cardio, making sure to always eat right and get the food he needed. He'd been proud of his ripped body, toned abs, able to stay slim and fit. It was one of the things he felt helped him land Kurt.

Danny knew he'd been putting on a little weight recently, but surely it wasn't too much? He began to think back on his recent experience, growing out of his shirts and shorts. He'd needed a new wardrobe at least three times since he'd been with Kurt. That wasn't to mention how exhausted and hot he felt constantly, always sweating, getting tired walking up stairs. He'd even let himself start growing a beard to hide the little bit of excess fat that had started wrapping around his chin.

Kurt gave Danny his phone, showing the pictures he'd just taken.
Danny wanted to sink into the couch as much as his figure had sunk in soft flesh. A loose belly fell over his hips, hiding his waist, a plush pillow that couldn't keep a shape. His chest had been absorbed into his torso that now more resembled a giant blob, his fattened pecs lost in a sea of lard. His arms had no muscle, their mass spreading out evenly hiding any muscle. Lastly, Manny no longer had a neck. His face had widened with fat cheeks, combining with his shoulders, nothing left to signify it other than the crease where it connected to his body.

Manny did double-takes, looking at the photo and back at himself, not sure if what he was seeing was real. But as he felt his soft belly, he knew it was true. He didn't know how he could let himself go for so long, distracted with a partner, but Kurt just saddled beside him.

"Love you being my pillow" Kurt said with a wink. "Don't change"

Manny felt conflicted, but knew for the past two years he couldn't have been happier. He felt himself begin to accept his situation, resigning himself to his fate as a plush boyfriend. He couldn't wait to be an even better one.