Eating for Two

Contains: mpreg, dominant pregnant husband, vore (implied), findom, blowjob (mpreg receives)

Dreamed you were pregnant and I was your loving sweetheart who had to answer to all your greedy demands. "It's for the baby!" You'd smirk as you get back to watching TV, while I kneel in front of you rubbing your feet. You gorge on all the delicious snacks you made me bring you while you relax, rubbing your big belly. You mindlessly eat until your hand hits the empty bowl. You cough loudly and put out your hand, looking down at me expectantly. I hesitantly hand you my phone and you happily click open Taco Bell on my Doordash app, and begin clicking through the entire menu. "Um...babe, do you really need all that food?" I say sheepishly. "Of course I do, silly, I'm eating for two!" You rub your giant belly for emphasis. "It's just, you've been like this for over 30 months now, my savings are about to run out." I start to stand up from beneath your belly, but with one hand you push me back down. "Well then, you better work a bit harder to support your pregnant husband. After all, it's not like I can do much in this state. Now, why don't you release some of my tension down there while I wait for my food to arrive, honey~" You slip down your underwear while I start to service you. You lean back, relax, and think of all the food that will be going to your belly soon. You could definitely keep this up for another few months, or years! As long as you have your sweet husband to take care of you, and those cute delivery boys keep sending food up to your door. "I hope I get another tasty one this time..." You think to yourself as you moan and release inside me.

Dinner Time (sub POV)

Contains: feeding, forced blowjob (top receives), rimming (top receives), facesitting

It's 7:00 PM, I hear a big yawn and prepare myself for what's coming.

"Naps always make me so hungry," I hear from the other room. Good thing I already spent the afternoon making a full course meal for a family of four. Although there would only be one person eating tonight.

I hear the floorboards creaking and wait patiently for my dinner guest to take his seat. Matty makes it to the dinner table and prepares to sit on me. Oh, did I not mention? I'm his seat. Kneeling underneath a large armchair fit to be my master's throne, there's a special slot for me to put my face to fill my role as Matty’s cushion. I first became his cushion because he complained his last chair wasn't comfortable enough. It seems my face was satisfactory though, because I have been here for every meal since.

"Mmm food looks good." Matty scratches his belly in anticipation. No thank you to the one who slaved all afternoon to try and feed his insatiable belly, it's just  expected. A large shadows looms above me, I have just enough time to look up and see two giant cheeks coming towards my face, before I'm forced to suffocate between them. My nose is stuck deep in his hole, it's warm, wet, and musty. I hear Matty's deep breathing and belly gurgling.  "Ah...let's hope this fills me up." His voice is muffled, and I hear the clinking of plates as he grabs his first plate of food and starts gorging himself.

With every slurp and swallow, I feel a bit more weight pressed onto my face as Matty grows bigger. It feels like hours passed, and I'm close to passing out from the lack of oxygen between his cracks, until I'm startled back to consciousness by a long burp. "BWAAAARRRP...oof, that hit the spot." Matty slaps his now full belly and playfully rolls his fat cheeks against my face. "You doing okay back there? Heh."

With a grunt and straining effort, Matty pulls himself forward to stand up, and I'm pulled along with him, still wedged between his cheeks before falling to ground. Coughing and gasping, I look up and allow my vision to adjust to the light after being kept in darkness for so long. The dinner table is trashed with dozens of empty plates all licked clean, I'll have to wash those later while Matty is busy digesting his meal. Scraps of food are littered across the floor, the only sustenance I'm allowed. In the center of it is Matty, holding his rotund gut and smiling contently.

"Alright, time for bed!" he says joyfully. Finally, I'll be allowed to rest. "Thank you, Mat-" Before I can finish responding, I'm crushed to the ground by his weight again. "Silly pony, you didn't think I meant bedtime for you, did you? Your night's only getting started. Come on, you can do it," He points towards the bedroom, "and try to hurry, it's not easy carrying all this food in my gut, I want my bed now." I put all my remaining strength into lifting myself into position to carry my master to the bedroom. My arms and knees are wobbling from all the weight, "Please sir, you're so much heavier than I thought when I agreed to do this." Matty just laughs, "That's not my problem! You're my slave, aren't you? If you don't think you can carry me the entire way, you better try your best until you're crushed under my weight. Now hurry up, pony." He spanks me for extra emphasis.

I start inching forward. The bedroom is only a few steps away but it feels like an eternity. Step by step, I struggle towards the bedroom while Matty moans and rubs his belly.

Finally, I reach the bedroom. Two steps away from the bed, Matty belches again and I lose my balance, collapsing under his weight. Passed out on the floor, I hear him get in bed, "Ah...finally. I swear it takes you longer and longer each night." It's only because you keep getting bigger, I think to myself. Completely exhausted, I decide to just sleep on the floor by Matty's bed...

Not even two seconds after I shut my eyes, I feel myself being pulled up by the collar before I'm dropped down. Forcing my eyes open, I look forward and find myself in front of Matty's groin. "Like I said, your night's only getting started." He chuckles and grabs me by the back of my head, rubbing me up against his balls while he rubs his belly with the other hand.

"I'm about ready to slip into a food coma, but I think you can help me make sure I have a good night's sleep." Too tired to resist, I feel Matty slide his fat cock deep into my throat. "Ohhhh, that's it, take it all." Tears well up in my eyes. This isn't what I wanted. My body is completely limp, I can't even push him off me. "Mmph, you're not resisting at all, what a good sex toy." He's pumping faster now, I'm pushed up against the bottom of his belly again and again, making him gurgle more. "Can't even- urp, see your little face down there, just- oh fuck, my belly, all my belly, growing so- mmph, big." I taste the precum in his mouth and feel him getting close. Suddenly, he flips his fat thigh on top of my head, pushing my head onto the bed and he starts to facefuck me. "You're just- oof...my little- MMPH slave, just mmm UGHHHHHH!" He pushes deep into my throat, torrents of cum streaming down my throat. His breathing slows, until he shifts into a more comfortable position, accidentally wedging me between his ass cheeks again. "Mmm that felt good...oh you still down there? I'll let you out...in a little..." His voice trails off until I hear him fall asleep. I guess it's only right that I'm back to my rightful position as his ass cushion, ready to start it all again when he wakes up.                    

Pancakes for Breakfast (top gainer POV)

Contains: feeding, blowjob (top receives), rimming (top receives)

"You need to stay low, you're starting to block the TV." I pushed down on Benny's head to move him lower towards my shaft. "Mmm, that's better."

Once it seemed like he knew where he was supposed to be, I moved my hand back into the bowl of chips I had Benny bring me earlier. With my other hand, I directed his hand towards my belly, so he could continue to rub it while he serviced me.

This had become our nighttime ritual for the past couple of weeks. Benny prepares my favorite meal in the kitchen and brings it over to the TV where I spend most of my time now. I let him feed me my food while he rubs my belly. And once I'm full, he brings me dessert while I feed him his favorite meal.

It wasn't always like this. We moved in together a few months ago, and like any other couple, you start to learn things about each other. Like how I really can't be bothered with any of the housework, and how much Benny enjoys my growing dadbod. It actually works out great. I get to relax on the couch while he takes cares of me. Any calories I don't spend on cleaning all go towards my hairy belly, which he can't get enough of for some reason. The only thing he might love more than rubbing my stuffed belly is servicing me between my legs. One time during dinner, I took the rest of his dinner off his plate and scarfed it down in one go. I just stroked my cock through my pants and jokingly said, "Hey, if you want me bigger, all the food in the house can go to me. I'll make sure you get your nutrients another way." Of course I was kidding and I still let the kid eat, but ever since then, he'd happily let me take half his dinner plate. And I did good on my promise to feed him too.

On that note, I take my eyes off the TV for a brief moment to look down on my devoted boyfriend sucking on my cock like his life depends on it. He's so adorable. "Here it comes," I brush my hand past his cheek, and move to the back of his head, pushing his head in while I start cumming down his throat. Benny starts moaning and sucking it all down before stumbling backwards and gasping for air. "Thank you," he mumbles sheepishly and he gets back on his knees to clean me up, he knows I don't like staying sticky for long. "Mhm," my eyes are back on the TV, "once you're done there, I could use another beer before you help me to bed."

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I stumbled into the bedroom, with Benny under my arm, his skinny frame trying its best to help me to the mattress. "Oof," the mattress creaks under my weight, "urrrp, 'scuse me." I may have a big appetite, but I still have my manners. The room is dimly lit with one lamp in the corner, I look down and find Benny kneeling between my legs, completely smitten by the furry sphere between my legs. It's nice to see him enjoying himself. My belly growls and I'm reminded I have some needs that Benny has to attend to. "Hey, come on," I chuckle and motion for him to join me in bed, "you'll have plenty of time to rub my belly once I'm asleep."

With my legs still facing the foot of the bed, Benny gets behind me and starts working on my shoulders. Sitting on the couch all day tends to make me a bit stiff. I lean over to the bedside table and grab the fruit that's been laid out. I've been having Benny prepare snacks to keep next to the bed. Ever since my appetite has grown, I realized I've gotten cranky more easily when my belly isn't immediately filled. It's just better for everyone if there's food prepared around the house. I ask Benny about his day between bites, he tells me about his day at work while I finish off the rest of my fruit bowl. Halfway through one of his stories, I start zoning out and start planning how the rest of the night will go, "Urrrp, help me get on my stomach, gently, I'm still full from dinner." Benny stops his story immediately and moves by my side, helping me get into a comfortable position, and stuffing a pillow under my chin. Ah, nice and cool, just how I like it. Once I'm well situated, he gets behind me to continue the massage. There's a long pause that makes me smirk. He's so predictable. "Hmm? What's the matter?" I tauntingly wiggle my ass at him, and hear him breath in deeply, right on cue. I lean my head down into the pillow, "you can rub it if you want to." Right away, I feel my boyfriend's soft, warm hands caressing my cheeks. That was a new discovery for the both of us. I guess all that sitting on the couch has helped my backside expand a bit too. I started noticing more and more how much Benny loved it, and it was always fun to tease him. I didn't let him know, but secretly, this was one of my favorite parts of the night too - well, leading up to my favorite part.

Feeling a bit impatient, I decided to help Benny out, and slid off my tight underwear, revealing my hairy cheeks. Benny eagerly pulled off my underwear and spread my legs a little wider. I felt him pause again. God, this boy needs so much encouragement. "It’s okay, you can lick it if you want to." I reach my hand back and pull one cheek a bit to the side. Thankfully, Benny does the rest of the work, so my hand can go back to resting. I feel his soft tongue get to work, making me moan a bit. My cheeks have grown a bit too much, and I have to take extra effort to make sure I can feel Benny in there. "Deeper Benny," I mutter between moans. I feel him pull back to hear me better, "Hmm?" I roll my eyes and reach my hand to the back of his head, shoving his face in. "I said, I need you deeper." I enunciate clearly this time, pushing myself up on my knees so that he has a better position to please me. I feel Benny struggle a bit from the suddenness, but he quickly adapts. "Yeah, you're fine, keep going." With Benny firmly in place, I reach my hand back under my belly to begin stroking my growing cock. It must be hard to breath back there, but I'm getting closer, and to be honest, I don't really care. Maybe that makes me a bad boyfriend, but I think Benny likes it when I treat him like an object sometimes, and I definitely enjoy these moments. I push Benny out, and turn to my side while I stroke faster and faster. By this point, Benny knows what to do, and gets back between my legs. I wrap his head between my thighs and start pumping, his face between my crotch and the mattress. With the little energy he has left, he grabs onto my cheeks from behind and continues to massage my ass. That does it. I release my load deep down his throat, pumping my hips over and over again until there's none left for him to swallow.

I'm exhausted. Holding that position even briefly for Benny to get back under my crotch is getting more and more tiring. I'll have to think of something different so it’s more comfortable for me. I feel Benny trying to shift underneath me, but I always get so sleepy after cumming. "Hmm?" I hear him begin to speak, but with my legs still over him and my cock in his mouth,  I can barely make it out. "Sorry babe, just...tell me in the morning..." I shift my pillow a bit and begin drifting off to sleep. I wonder what I'll have Benny make tomorrow, maybe some pancakes for breakfast...