Dates Always Seem To Go Swimmingly, Part 2

Dates Always Seem to Go Swimmingly, Part 2

... Early birthday present for @dumdumdrawstumtums​, just another silly idea for a ship story... hopefully it’s not too rushed;;;;;;;

I don’t own the characters... and I hope you enjoy the story!

Makoto sat in his living room, patiently waiting in the quiet home for something. He quietly looked at his phone, checking the time, before sighing softly and looking towards the door. “He's late…” the brunette mumbled. “He wasn't supposed to be at the gym this long. Maybe he forgot?”

Makoto sighed and lifted himself from his seat. “There's no way he forgot. I'll just have to go find him.” he told himself, making his way towards the door. He squatted down and began to tie his shoes. Before Makoto could stand, however, he was suddenly met with an unexpected greeting as he lifted his head. Something pressed against his face, something warm and familiar… and wasn't particularly quiet either, as gurgles and glorps emanated from it.

“Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there~” came a teasing, well known voice from around the noisy, round surface; Rin. The swimmer was proudly pushing his large gut into his boyfriend's face. “You going out somewhere?” he added, seeming to step forward and thrust his large belly into Makoto more.

Makoto felt his face getting warm as he took in the fact that it was Rin’s big gut in his face. But before he could do anything, the next push of his boyfriend's belly had bumped him to the floor. The brown haired athlete looked up at the view before him; Rin, leaning forward as best he could to smile proudly down at Makoto, a large belly jutting out of his fit and trim form, replacing his normal hard abs.

“R-Rin, what happened to you?” Makoto stuttered, finally breaking his silence. He adjusted himself and got back to his feet, dusting off his clothes as he eyed Rin’s large, noisy belly.

The red head chuckled as he gave his gut a firm smack. “Oh, I just got a little snack after my workout, you know?” his stomach shook and blorped from the impact. The swimmer's shirt was pushed right up over his big belly, doing nothing to hide the sheer size of the globe that was his stomach. “Gotta keep eating big if I wanna get bigger~” Rin said, as he flexed his biceps to further fluster his floored boyfriend, his fit, firm muscles in complete contrast with his round belly.

Makoto was clearly blushing at the sight, and was failing to cover up just how much Rin was getting to him. The brunette slowly got back to his feet, still eyeing Rin’s giant gut. Noticing this, the shark toothed swimmer gestured to his belly and gave it a pat, silently encouraging Makoto to rub and touch it as he pleased.

Carefully, Makoto started to reach his hands towards the smooth, stretched surface of Rin’s loud stomach. But just as his fingers were about to caress his boyfriend's skin, he regained some self control. “W-wait a second. Does this mean you're too full for our date?” Makoto asked, almost feeling disappointed at the thought.

Rin placed a hand on his hip and slapped his distended abdomen with the other. “Does this seem full to yo-OOUUUUUURRRRPPPP!!!” following his slap, Rin’s gut started gurgling and churning loudly, before resulting in a loud burp that nearly knocked Makoto to the floor again.

Makoto felt himself brighten up, happy that their plans together weren't cancelled… but the question still remained. A question that Makoto felt himself compelled to ask, perhaps due to how he can't get enough of his boyfriend's gut. “What did you eat?”

Rin smiled as he stroked the side of his rounded abs with his hand, pushing against the skin every so often to make his belly wobble and gurgle noisily. “Oh, just a high protein snack or two at the gym. Actually…” the red haired athlete held his gut with both hands and looked down at it. He pressed into the taut surface and shook it a little in his hands. “Maybe three or four? I can't remember how many trainers came up to me offering to help me work off my weight.”

Makoto looked at Rin’s large belly in surprise as it sloshed and glorshed from being shook. Watching closely, perhaps due to the disturbances, he could see the surface of his red haired boyfriend's stomach shifting and moving slightly. “You ate the trainers at the gym?” The brunette asked in surprise, cautiously putting his hands on the jostling belly before him.

Rin smirked and shrugged his shoulders. “Hey, think of it this way; they wanted to help me workout, so they helped me by being an impromptu weighted vest.” he chuckled as Makoto sighed. Giving a small thrust, he gently bumped the athlete with his loud, round stomach. “Don't worry about it, we got a date to go on anyway. Let me just get changed quickly.”

The shark toothed athlete waddled past Makoto as he made his way towards the bedroom. Makoto was somewhat surprised that he even made it through the door, and his curiosity lead him to follow his large boyfriend.

Carefully, Makoto crept up to the door, and he could hear… noises. Grunting, groans, sloshing, gurgles, glorps, and so on. What was Rin doing in there that required so much movement?

Slowly Makoto peered through the open door, and what he saw turned his face red. Rin, struggling to lift up a pair of pants while having to work around his giant gut. But it wasn't just his belly that was getting in his way, as there seemed to be some… tightness at the back as well, creating difficulty for the swimmers pants to get over.

Makoto couldn't stop staring, watching as his boyfriend's belly jostled and shook and glorped and groaned with every tug or movement Rin made. “C’mon -hic- these fit per-hic- perfectly fine yesterd-hic- day!” he groaned, falling backwards on to his bed as he continued his struggle. The bed creaking loudly under his weight.

Rin’s belly towered over him, gently rocking back and forth both from the momentum and from the annoyed struggles of the other gym goers. Not deterred, but wracked with hiccups, Rin tried once more to make his outfit fit.

Makoto was speechless. Utterly enraptured by this sight going on in front of him. He leaned against the wall next to the door and held his face in his hands. He could feel how hot his cheeks were getting, and he could tell that his face was beet red. Seeing his boyfriend's giant gut jostling, bouncing, sloshing… just thinking about it again was making Makoto’s face even hotter.

“H-hey, Rin? Everything alright in there?” the large brunette called to the struggling red haired athlete. “Do… do you need some help?”

“N-hic- no worries, babe!” Rin responded, knowing Makoto would love his response. “I'll just b-hic- be a second!” shortly after saying that, Makoto could hear more groaning and sloshing as Rin renewed his efforts to get his clothes on.

The brunette nodded, even though he knew Rin wouldn't see it. He stumbled his way back to the living room and plopped himself on to a seat. The images were still going through his mind, of Rin struggling, his gut jostling and gurgling, and his booty refusing to listen to him when he was struggling all the while.

The flustered swimmer could only hold his face with his hand as he relived those recent memories in his head. He sighed and tried desperately to compose himself, rubbing his face in his hands as he did.

But he was so distracted with the scenes in his mind, he didn't even hear Rin come up to him. Which was something, because that large belly was really noisy.

Rin pushed his belly against his boyfriend, pressing and pinning him against his seat, needless to say snapping him out of his thoughts. “Oi, are we still going or what?” he asked the now squirming swimmer he had pinned.

Makoto’s hands were travelling up and all over the round stomach that was thrust in his face. Rin loved the feeling, as those large hands, whose motions were shock and desperation at first, turned into curiosity and enjoyment.

But, as much as Rin loved to tease his beloved orca, they had a date to get to. With a toothy grin, Rin stepped back and released Makoto from his attack. “C’mon, let's get going!” he said, very happily.

The flustered, blushing Makoto only nodded weakly and mumbled something incoherent as he slowly rose from his chair. He also got to see Rin’s new outfit; a fine pair of pants that managed to still show off his muscular legs, and a crop top, which normally showed off his amazing abs, that sat perfectly above his giant, round belly, and was sure enough not going to get in the way during their date.

Rin smiled and patted Makoto on the shoulder as he lead the way. As he headed out the door, his gut swayed and jostled, gurgling and sloshing with each heavy step. Makoto followed suit, while taking the opportunity to admire the treasure trove of a booty before him, all the while, trying to think of how he got them on.

The walk was quite something. Rin’s belly bounced and glorped as they went, almost cutting through their conversations with all the noise. Not to mention all the looks those distended abs were getting from passerby, who were shocked and baffled to see such a large, round stomach on such a fit, athletic body. But Rin didn't pay them much mind; as much as he enjoyed the attention, even occasionally rubbing or patting his gut for emphasis, he was enjoying his boyfriend's attention much more. The brunette's gaze every so often darting to that belly that lead their way, which only made the red haired swimmer happier.

Finally, after a long, heavy walk, they arrived at their destination. “A dessert café?” Rin asked, finding the place adorable and also delicious sounding.

Makoto chuckled, scratching his cheek. “Yeah, Haru told about it. He said he had a great time here with Sousuke.” he explained, escorting the shark toothed swimmer inside.

With a few surprised and curious looks from the waiters, the two athletes got themselves into a booth seat together. As Rin squeezed in, his big belly pushed against the table, sliding it closer to Makoto. Rin only smiled as he rested his hands on top of his large belly as the table pressed softly into it, just below his belly button. “Sorry about that, gotta make some room over here.” Makoto only chuckled, not minding too much, although his cheeks were graced with a touch of pink from the event.

It didn't take long for Rin to decide on what he wanted. While Makoto ordered himself a nice sounding chocolate gelato, Rin ordered much, much more. Practically ordering at least two of everything, the athlete smirked as he watched the brunette’s face across from him turn redder and redder. Their waiter looked incredibly confused, but he nodded and hurried away to get everything started.

Rin leaned back in his seat and smiled at his baffled boyfriend. “What? It's not so out of the ordinary.” he said, as he slowly stroked his gurgling, rumbling gut. “Besides, I'm eating for two or more, right?” That joke not only made Makoto hide his warm face, but it also seemed to elicit some movement from within Rin’s large belly, making the globe of his abs glorp and jostle as best it could as it was pinned against the table.

After a couple minutes, their table was absolutely loaded with delicious, savoury desserts. Rin licked his lips and rubbed his hands together eagerly, deciding where to start first. Makoto was just peacefully enjoying his chocolate gelato while taking in the sights of Rin’s many elaborate looking treats, each designed with such care and grace.

Of course, that was only temporary. The red haired swimmer quickly started grabbing sweets and shovelling them into his shark toothed maw. The brunette stopped, spoon in his mouth, as he watched his boyfriend devouring dessert after dessert.

Rin could feel his gut getting bigger with each dish cleared, and the struggles of the gym goers in his stomach only renewed with each large gulp. Without needing to look he could already tell he had Makoto’s attention, and that only made him want to eat more.

Makoto snapped back to reality and gave his red cheeks a small slap to try and help him calm down. But when he was about to return to his gelato, he felt an odd sensation against his stomach. Looking down, he saw that the table was starting to push against his abdomen, being pushed by Rin’s growing belly, which gurgled and slorshed as he reached for more desserts.

Rin saw Makoto squirming against the table and smiled, giving his belly a few pats. “A little tight over there?” he asked as he brought a sweet treat close to himself. “Why don't you come sit by me? There's plenty of room.”

Makoto didn't have much of a choice, because Rin wasn't stopping any time soon. The brunette slid out of his seat and moved himself and his gelato next to his big bellied boyfriend, who smirked his shark toothed grin before continuing to stuff hid face.

Makoto’s hands were getting shaky, which showed each time he lifted his spoon up to his mouth. His eyes darted to the man next to him every so often, to watch as he polish off one whole plate before grabbing another. It was just… amazing for Makoto to watch, especially with how Rin’s stomach glorped and jostled and gurgled with each finished dessert.

Suddenly, Rin took a large mouthful of cake into his mouth and grabbed Makoto’s hand. He held it against his neck, confusing the poor guy, until he continued. Cheeks fairly puffed with food, Rin tilted his head upwards and took a large gulp, still holding his boyfriend's hand against hod throat, so he could feel the large bulge of food travel through it.

Makoto’s eyes went wide. He was speechless. Feeling those powerful throat muscles dealing with that big mouthful of food. He could feel his breathing get more intense, and it didn't stop there. Rin slowly moved his hand down his body, as if they were following the food through his body. Guiding Makoto’s hand over his toned pecs before finally placing his hand on top of the giant orb of his belly.

But as Makoto’s hand reached Rin’s stomach, the red haired swimmer smiled at his completely flustered boyfriend before releasing a loud, wet belch into his face. Rin wiped his mouth with his arm as he smiled his toothy smile.

The brunette could do nothing. He felt a great heat building up in his head as he cheeks burned a vibrant, searing red. His hand stayed on Rin’s belly though, feeling the stomach rumble and groan, digesting all the food within. He felt the taut, yet soft skin, and how it would jostle from gurgles and occasional struggles.

Then, a waiter came by to check in on them, asking them how they were enjoying their feast. Makoto, however, didn’t quite seem to register the question. Shakily, he turned his head towards the employee and stuttered, “C… Cheque please…” The waiter looked confused for a moment, but nodded and left. Makoto returned his attention to the noisy stomach of Rin as the athlete was finishing off his feast of sweets. He could swear he felt the stomach growing under his hand, and felt it shake with each burp and gulp Rin would take.

Makoto jumped as the waiter placed the bill on their table. He was just so absorbed in watching his boyfriend and his ever growing belly, he didn’t even notice him coming. Makoto quickly, yet shakily paid for their date while Rin finished polishing off his dishes.

Finally, Rin finished off the last treat with a large, audible gulp. He sighed and gave his gut a hard smack. “Ahhh, that was good.” He said, leaning in towards Makoto’s ear. “But still, nowhere near as good and delicious as you are…”

The brunette couldn’t take it. In his flustered rush, he didn’t realize where he was trying to hide his face. Makoto suddenly placed his arms on the red haired man’s stomach and his his face in them, surprising Rin, who only chuckled and patted his boyfriend’s head. “Okay okay, I’ll save it for home, I’m sorry.” He said.

From his position, Makoto could hear all the noises emanating from Rin’s belly… which really didn’t help matters at all. “I-i-i-i-it’s fine, d-don’t worry, Rin.” The poor guy stuttered as he lifted his head off Rin’s belly and straightened himself up. “So… so should we be going?” Makoto asked his stuffed and large boyfriend.

The red haired swimmer smiled his sly grin and raised a brow. “Oh ho ho, aren’t we eager to get home~” Rin teased, as he started squeezing his way out of their booth. Makoto gave his hand to Rin to help him get out of his seat. The whole table shook as Rin got up, and it sounded like the glassware was shaking with each step he took.

The two started to make their way back to their home, Rin taking heavy steps due to the great weight in his abdomen. He proudly thumped his hand against the surface of his noisy gut, smiling at the brunette, who was desperately trying to look away and keep his composure. “Oh? Saving up your attention for me until when we get back home? Where there will be no one to interrupt us? No one to get between us, except for this belly you helped fill today?” Rin continued his prodding, playful questions, only making the poor Makoto more and more embarrassed. Rin laughed, utterly loving how adorable his boyfriend would get… and he was looking forward to getting Makoto to himself to fluster with his large, noisy, distended abs after this fun, filling date.

Makoto was struggling, trying to think of how we was going to thank Haru for all of this... But he’d focus on that after this evening, and after his time with Rin and his big, noisy, stretched belly.

Axel orders take out, and then decides to have the cute blond delivery boy for dinner instead.

Axel was bored. More importantly, he was starving. He had a pile of takeout menus in front of him and none of it sounded any good at all. His eyes lingered on the menu for a cheap pizza place a few blocks from his apartment. The pizza was total ass, but the delivery boy was hot as all hell.

Axel picked up his phone and punched in the number. A bored-sounding young man picked up the phone and asked him what he wanted.

“I’ll take twelve pepperoni pizzas. And… let’s say four two-liters of coke.”

“Huh. You throwing a party?”

“Something like that.” Axel licked his lips.

“Will that be cash or card?”

“Cash.”

The boy gave him a total and hung up. Axel leaned back onto his ratty couch and waited.

Like clockwork, 28 minutes later, someone knocked on his door. Axel stood and walked over. He opened the door and leaned on the frame.

The delivery boy, Roxas, was shorter than him. He had a tasty shock of blond hair on his head, partially hidden by a dirty visor with the pizza place’s logo on it. He was precariously balancing a huge stack of pizzas on one hand and holding a bag of sodas in the other. Axel had no idea how he’d managed to knock on the door. The kid was a professional.

“Delivery for Axel?” Roxas deadpanned.

“Yup. That’s me.”

“You gonna take these?” Roxas managed to make having a deadend job look unbelievably appealing. Even partly lidded and bored, his eyes were a striking blue.

Axel’s stomach growled. It was time to put his plan into action.

“Can you put them on my coffee table?” With an irritated sigh, Roxas stepped into the apartment and dropped the dozen pizzas on the table. Axel stealthily closed the door behind him.

“That’ll be $120,” Roxas said boredly. Axel noted, with appreciation for his craftiness, that the boy had added a good $15 to the total he’d been given on the phone.

Instead of getting his wallet, Axel grabbed Roxas by the shoulders.

“Hey. Don’t touch me, dude,” Roxas complained. Axel ignored him. Instead, he lifted the delivery boy up, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed him whole in a few large gulps. His stomach bulged outwards, stretching his t-shirt until it finally couldn’t take it anymore and gave up, sliding out of the way to let his belly grow. When the last of Roxas had curled up into his now massive, squirming gut, Axel let out a moan of satisfaction and sat back down on the couch. His belly rested in front of him, and he gave it a few contented pats.

“Thanks for the home delivery,” he said, with a loud belch. “The best part is, I don’t even have to pay for the pizzas.” He reached over and grabbed an entire box. He rested it on his belly, turned his TV on, and began flipping through channels. 

“Nothing good is on. What do you want to watch?” Axel asked, as he munched his way through slice after slice of greasy pizza. 

“I hate this fucking job,” Roxas muttered from inside his stomach. 

When the first pizza box was empty, Axel tossed it aside and grabbed another. With every mouthful of gooey cheese and bread that landed on Roxas, the boy swore and struggled more.

“If you think that’s bad,” Axel groaned, “let’s see how you like this.” He grabbed one of the two-liters of coke and twisted the top off. Tilting his head back, he guzzled down the entire bottle in one go, giggling to himself as he felt the liquid splash around everything else he’d already eaten. The carbonated fluid bubbled uncomfortably until he relieved himself with another belch.

“URRRP. That’s good.” Axel steadily ate his way through the entire mountain of pizza and soda. The pizza didn’t taste that good, and he wasn’t even hungry anymore- he was just eating for the sake of eating. Roxas’s struggles grew weaker and weaker, not for lack of trying on his part, but because Axel’s stomach was packed so tightly that he couldn’t move. Once all of the space around Roxas was filled up, Axel’s belly began to bloat outward further. Twelve pizzas might have been a bit too ambitious of a food order.

“I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you,” he grunted, “but your store’s pizza isn’t very good.” He inhaled the last slice without even bothering to taste it. His stomach was packed so tightly that it was firm to the touch.

“At least I found a way to fill my evening,” he groaned, rubbing his taut belly with both hands. The spilled grease from all the pizza made his belly hot and slick to the touch, and his full stomach was so heavy that his cheap couch was sagging from the weight. He was going to have to sleep here- there was no way he was going to be able to stand up, let alone fit through his bedroom door.

“I hope the next delivery guy they hire is as cute as you,” he sighed, licking his lips. “G’night, Roxas.”

Axel watched boring late night television until he fell asleep right where he sat.

buuuuuuuuuuuh send me asks or scenarios or something, im really bored and bleh

he hompfs.

When the sudden urge to write leaves as fast as it came------