[COMM] Corruption Arc - Chapter 9: Nico

This was a commission from a patron! I had a ton of fun working on it. Writing a female character who is unabashedly interested in fattening up guys who probably would've been thin their whole lives if they never crossed her path was perfect to sink my teeth into. There are 9 parts total, switching from Nico's perspective to Luke's, and this is the last one!

Enjoy!

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Luke was not yet perfect, but in Nico’s eyes he was well on his way.

It was the middle of summer break. He’d been actively gaining for a little over six months, all under her watchful eye. He was ballooning like rising dough, fatter by the week. He’d had an exceptionally good summer, too, appetite bigger than ever. His belly had grown into a mound of fat that hung down to his thighs when he stood, and rested widely on them when he sat. His chest had grown, pecs subsumed by handfuls of fatty breast tissue that Nico took great pleasure in squeezing. He was just the tiniest bit pear-shaped, hips and bottom grown wide and soft on constant feasting.

He was a little over half Nico’s size now, and had crossed the threshold of proper fatness some thirty pounds previous. She loved every ounce of him, and loved most that all those soft, heavy pounds were hers.

Or, mostly hers. Because in spite of the fact that he never would’ve gained weight on purpose before meeting Nico, it was true that he’d begun to crave his own growth. Much of that had to do with how tightly Nico had managed to wind his conception of sexuality and pleasure with a constantly full belly and burgeoning waistline. It was no longer only about pleasing Nico (though that was no small part of it).

During their last trip to the mall, both to update his wardrobe and enjoy a midday mall food feast, she’d found herself getting worked up watching Luke order food for himself. Not so long ago, all of this had been new to him, and here he was rattling off mile-long orders like a pro. She appreciated that he would glance over at her as he spoke, knowing every item he requested was making her wetter, hand reaching up to casually rest on his belly just to tease her further.

Even with his well-earned confidence in their shared kink, there was still plenty Nico still had to teach him. Which was how they wound up talking about pegging.

“So, wait. I’m the one who gets–?”

“Penetrated, yes,” Nico said gleefully.

Luke cleared his throat. He tried hard these days not to seem prudish, but she found it delicious when she would find a new way to make him just a little uncomfortable. “That’s, um. I didn’t realize that men and women did that… together.” He was stumbling, brows drawn together as he tried to imagine how it worked. He had such a pretty, round face now.

“It’s pretty normal,” Nico said, challenging him. It was always a good way to get him to volunteer himself. He was no longer one for self-denial, and never wanted to miss out on something that felt good. “I think you’d really like it.”

“You’ve done it before, then?” There was a little jealousy in his voice. He knew how quick she could be to move on to the next best thing. She could also see his pupils dilating, imagining her behind him, slab of belly resting on his back as she grabbed his hips and pulled him in close.

“Lots of times.” It took all her effort not to laugh at his expression.

“It seems like it would be emasculating, and… unpleasant?”

Now she did laugh. “That’s what every man thinks until it happens, and then you refuse to top ever again.”

He was warring within himself, reluctance and battling curiosity and his endless desire to please. He agreed to try it, but seemed certain he wouldn’t like it. Nico brought out her toy stash and set it on the bedroom floor. The series of boxes and containers discombobulated Luke even further. He seemed reluctant to even touch anything as they sat on the floor and he watched Nico sift through it all, confused by what any of them even did. She pulled out a modestly-sized dildo. Something easy for the first time. Luke looked like a deer in headlights, eyes blown wide as he watched her take off her leggings and underwear and step into her harness to check that it still fit. It did, just barely, thanks to the adjustable straps. The dildo slotted into it perfectly.

The look on Luke’s face was pure sustenance to her. She stroked the silicone cock with one hand, the other on her ample hip, and he looked at her like he was seeing a goddess made flesh. She’d meant to just try everything on and show off a little, but seeing him gape at her from his place on the floor, looking half-ready to beg even though he wasn’t even sure what he was in for–she couldn’t help herself.

She reached for his hand and helped him up, nudging him towards the bed. He was almost shy, but clearly eager, skin warm as she stripped off his clothes. He was flushed, breathing heavy. He looked so wonderfully soft. She helped get him positioned on all fours on the bed, cooing over how pretty he was all the while. She got out the lube and slicked her fingers with it, licking her lips at the sight of him. “Don’t you like feeling your belly hang below you? Someday you’ll be so fat it’ll rest right on the mattress.”

He moaned, and she entered him with a finger–just one, at first. She heard him whimper “Oh, fuck,” even though he still almost never swore. They worked their way up slowly, until he actually was begging for her to fuck him, to stop teasing.

She was happy to fuck him, but of course not to stop teasing. She was slow about it, entering him a half inch at a time, until he was nearly sobbing with want. He kept trying to push back towards her, but she wouldn’t let him. And then, finally, finally, she was all the way inside him, and he groaned at the fullness, feeling himself stretch for her. Nico, always interested in the more of everything, nearly salivated at how much bigger they might be able to go in the future.

She got hold of his hips–and fuck, they really were hips now, and only going to get wider–and started thrusting in and out. He snatched a pillow from elsewhere on the bed for balance, burying his face into it as he moaned. She picked up speed, keeping the same rhythm, watching him jiggle in time with her, his belly slapping against his thighs at each stroke. She leaned forward, the weight of her falling onto his back, pressing him harder against the mattress as she grabbed at his side rolls. “You’re being such a good boy.” He was taking her like a champ, and she could tell he was getting close, panting with her on top of him. “Maybe next time I’ll bring something for you to eat while we’re in bed so you can keep getting fatter while I fuck you. Would you like that?”

He was nearly unintelligible, but she heard him say “I want it so bad” right before he orgasmed, collapsing onto the bed like he’d just run a marathon. She pulled out and tossed her strap-on aside, settling in to cuddle him close, the two of them facing each other. He looked utterly content and like he would fall asleep right there. “So. Seemed like you had a good time?” she said, unable to hold back a smirk.

“So good I’m a little mad you never brought it up before,” he sighed, pressing his face against her shoulder.

She laughed. “That good, huh? Guess that means we’ll have to do it a whole lot more.” He nodded.

They lay there for a moment, both close to drifting off, until Luke’s stomach growled. At first, he seemed set to ignore it, but then it rumbled again. It had been a couple hours since they last ate. He’s getting spoiled, Nico thought happily. They got up and showered together, Nico looking through her delivery apps while Luke told her dreamily about everything he was craving.

As they dried off, Nico admired her handiwork. The fit freshman she’d pursued was now about to be a plump sophomore. He’d gone from a young man afraid of every “sin” imaginable to an inveterate glutton living with a woman who inspired him to new heights of lust and good eating every day. She knew that if he kept gaining like he was, he’d have some trouble waddling across the stage at graduation.

She couldn’t wait.