Dess and her girlfriend are sitting together at the kitchen table. There's an empty tray of lasagna laying there, next to another one that is full, where Dess has already cut out a square.
"Ugh..." Addy groaned as she rubbed her distended belly. The one tray had already done a number on her, and she moved to wipe some of the tomato sauce that had dribbled onto her chin. She had already gained so much weight in the preceding months, but her formerly slender girlfriend was packing on the pounds. It was inevitable that she'd catch up eventually.
Of course, she could in turn quickly pick up on the hesitancy to continue. “Aw… c’mon, Addy,” Dess cooed. “You can do this. I know you can.”
The boss monster squirmed in her seat. “I don’t know… can we maybe save some of this for later? I’m feeling pretty stuffed as- mmph!”
Dess evidently wasn’t taking “no” for an answer, and stuffed another square of lasagna into her girlfriend’s open mouth. “Addy, dear, you push me so well, helping me gain. It’s only right that I push you a bit, too. Besides….” She reached under Addy’s shirt and rubbed her stomach gently, eliciting a light burp from her partner. “You wanna be a good girl for me, right?”
Addy whimpered as she swallowed. “I wanna be a good girl,” she echoed.
“Good….” She took her hand away and reached back for the lasagna tray, leaving Addy squirming with delight in her seat. “Now, open wide for Dessie….”
Obediently, she stretched open her maw, and let the lasagna slide in, the warm and gooey goodness dripping down her throat. Slowly, but surely, she made it through the rest of her meal, and Dess gently rustled her hair. “Good girl,” she commended. “I knew you could do it.”
Patting her stomach, which was swollen out as a big potbelly, Addy smiled. “I can feel it churning,” she whispered. Piquing Dess’ interest, she got onto her knees and pressed her ears up to Addy’s stomach. Her red-dyed antlers nearly jammed into her partner’s chest, but stayed just far enough out of the way for Addy not to protest.
“Mmm… yeah,” the doe murmured. “I can hear it, too. All that digestion, your stomach breaking down that lasagna… oh, yeah….” Pulling back, she kissed Addy on her belly button, causing the boss monster to bleat in delight. “What I’d give to be in there….”
Another bleat escaped from Addy’s lips. “I… I didn’t know you were into vore, Dess….”
Hearing the word “vore” mentioned, Dess shot up, red in the face. “I… ah….”
Addy couldn’t help but break down laughing, the strange sensations in her stomach fading away. “Oh, it’s okay. You already have a fart fetish, anyway. Not like I can actually outstretch my jaw and eat you.”
The playful banter was enough to soothe Dess’ nerves, and she sat back down in her seat, a giggle escaping her. “Yeah, that’s fair, fwahaha!”
Stuffed to the gills, the pair continued to make playful banter into the evening, long after Noelle returned home from the Dreemurrs and Carol got back from work. In due time, their already excessive weights would seem meager in comparison, as they would dedicate their entire lives to food. Two hundred pounds would turn to three hundred, and then four, with no signs of stopping. That was their life, and they loved every second of it.
[This was just about the only section of my fanfic I could post without it having to go to r/fwahaha2 instead. If you want to check it out, it's "Mutual Feeding, Mutual Loving" on AO3, just be mindful of the rating and the tags.]
