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18+ CONTENT WARNING: Contains weight gain, sexual themes and moments, stuffing, and force feeding. Huffing. Puffing. Constant sweating. This was all that Blitzø was experiencing right now. Once Blitzø had a breath of fresh air from underneath Stolas's massive and jiggly belly, he began to remember how this had all started. A few months before, on the Demon Prince's favorite night, his beloved Imp would endure with all of the Prince's sexual fantasies and requests for one hot and steamy night of fun. During one of these nights, as Stolas had been tied up and was waiting for a sharp whip-crack from Blitzø, a new fantasy had popped into his head. A thought of being dominated in a new way occurred to him. Not too long ago, he'd seen an immensely gluttonous Imp, presumably from the gluttonous ring of Hell, stuffing it's fat double chinned face with piles of fattening food. He recalled the look of pleasure on the Imp's face, and he hadn't forgotten that look of pure satisfaction on the blob-like demon. During that same night, Stolas had the idea of being dominated through gluttony constantly on his mind, unable to get it out of his head. His mind raced with thoughts of being so gluttonous that he filled up a whole mattress, being so enormous he would have trouble doing a task as simple as walking around his lavish home, and being so incredibly obese that nearly any clothes he wore would be tighter than the straps he wore during his special nights. Quickly a painfully-pleasuring crack woke the Prince up out of his daydream, waking him up back to his current reality with his beloved Imp and a limp whip that had just been snapped against his feathery back. He quickly got pulled back into his gluttonous mindset, imagining how much sexier that whipcrack would've been with a few hundred more pounds tacked onto his lean body. Stolas smiled and made a soft pleasure filled whimper at the thought. "You like that?" Blitzø chimed in. "Oh yes, but I had thought of something else, Blitzy."The Prince replied. "Something has been on my mind as of late, mind if tell you?" Blitzø paused for a moment, soon replying "Go ahead, don't get mad if I don't listen though." "Alright, well..." Stolas stated, taking a moment to think how he would phrase this to Blitzø properly. Stolas spoke up again, in a slightly softer tone. "I think these nights would be far more.... enjoyable....if you and I were, say, a bit larger." Stolas said. Blitzø's head turned in a look of bewildered confusion, questioning him. "What do you mean by that? Larger? Like, being a fatass?" Blitzø scoffed. The Prince's smile slowly dropped, taking his eyes away from the Imp. "Well...." Stolas said before pausing, questioning himself whether he should've even asked in the first place. Blitzø's smug smile soon dropped into a blank look. He simply couldn't believe Stolas wanted to throw away his whole lifestyle, just to lay around all day and grow monstrously obese. And the Prince wanted him to join said lifestyle."Are you fucking with me right now? There's no way you're serious right now." The Imp exclaimed, still not believing that Stolas, a rich prince of hell, would be so eager to give away most aspects of his life just for a bit of sexual pleasure. He always knew Stolas was intensely horny, but he could never imagine that he'd go this far just to get off. "If you don't want to, then I guess it could just be me who does the growing." Stolas said in a soft voice, he attempted to sit up straight but he was still partially strapped down to his massive bed. He motioned Blitzø to come over and loosen the rope around his wrist and ankle, by tilting his head over to where he was tied. Blitzø sighed, before crawling over and loosening said rope, freeing Stolas. The Imp returned back to their former conversation "Wait, so how are you gonna gain all this supposed weight? Your servants? Yourself? Or..." Blitzø stopped, taking a moment stare at Stolas with a look of slight disgust. "Me?" Blitzø questioned, hoping that Stolas would say either the servants or himself. "Well, I want you to. I imagine you'd like it very much, nearly as much as I." Stolas said. Blitzø's shoulders slumped and an irritated look washed over his face. "There's no god-damn way I'm gonna fucking fatten you up, you expect me to clean you up once you're too much of lard ass to even move an inch? That's never gonna happen! Fuck. no." Blitzø exclaimed. Stolas spoke up, desperately trying to convince his beloved Imp that this was not as bad of an idea as it appeared to be. "Now just wait, you don't have me to feed me to immobility, you could just feed me until I barely fit though that doorway over there!" Stolas pointed towards the bedroom door frame as it was fairly wide, but not mattress wide. Blitzø turned his head towards the doorframe, still not convinced of his plan to grow. "You must be stupid if you think I'm gonna fatten you up, I mean who the fuck would think like that? Why in the-" Blitzø rambled on and on, stopping once he saw Stolas raise the book he needed to run his business. "You need this book, right? My Grimoire? Isn't this important to you?" Stolas remarked, to Blitzø's dissatisfaction. "You get this book by giving me what I want, a night of satisfaction. I'm not supposed to lend this very important book to an Imp. All I'm asking is for you to try this out with me once, if we don't like it then we're done with this idea. Just once." Stolas said. Blitzø sighed in annoyance, Stolas was dead set on doing this. He couldn't give up his business to one little uncomfortable night. Besides, he'd done worse. "Fine. I'll do it. If it gets too weird then I'm out. Immediately." Blitzø begrudgingly agreed. Stolas's face lit up with joy. "Perfect! Ooh, I'm so excited for this! See you soon, Blitzy." Stolas said. Blitzø got up off the Prince's wide bed and walked off, irritated that he had to do this, or risk losing his business. One month had passed now and both of them had been keeping track of this day, for different reasons however. Blitzø had been making sure to get as many jobs done while he was still able relatively fit, as he began to fear being too fat to do his job correctly would be coming fairly soon. The rest of I.M.P had noticed their boss's changes near the end of his deadline, and made a few comments about it. Blitzø would get far more aggressive and adamant about doing the jobs the best way possible. He paid attention to even the simplest of details, and a bit more mockery of Moxxie resulted as well. A day before Stolas's night, after a few quick assassinations, I.M.P headed back to their office and were all seated, except for Blitzø. He was pacing around the room, visbly nervous and on edge. Millie shared a quick concerned glance with her husband, deciding whether to question her boss on what was going on. She decided to ask, and she chimed in."Sir, are you alright? We noticed you've been a bit ancy lately." Moxxie decided to add to the conversation as well, asking "Yeah, um....are you alright? You're more upset now, and you always insist on doing the most exhausting work too. You've been acting off." Loona, who was paying little attention before, decided she would ask as well since she noticed he was a bit off as well. He was still the spoiling father he'd always been to her, but he'd been a bit more quiet around her, and he sounded a little less confident whenever he was babying her. "Yeah, you've been kinda quiet this month. You ok Blitz?" Blitzø stopped pacing, and turned his head towards the three at the table. His appearance confused them, with his shoulders slumped, hands behind his back, with a frown plastered on his face and a dismal look that strayed far from the exuberant boss they'd always known. They'd hardly ever seen him this dejected, especially for so long. All three looked in concern towards Blitzø, awaiting a reply from him. Blitzø sighed deeply, and inhaled, ready to speak. "I, um, I've been fine. Just a bit tired is all." Blitzø muttered. Unsatisfied with his answer, Millie again asked him whether he was really fine. "You sure? There's nothing else to it? You can say it Blitz." Millie softly asked. He turned away, and softly replied "Yes, that's all." He said, before raising his voice slightly as he continued his remark. "Nothing else, okay?". He walked away, and out of the office door to take some time to think how tomorrow would play out. The last thing he wanted was to be sucked into Stolas's gluttonous plans and become addicted to gaining, eventually losing control of his appetite and growing too massive to walk properly, let alone do his job. He had mostly accepted that Stolas would carelessly throw his life away like this, but deep down he was hoping tomorrow would go horrible for Stolas's plans. The day had finally come. Tonight would be the night of the full moon for this month, signifying their soon to be love-making. Blitzø had just arrived, and he made his way to the Prince's lavish bedroom through fancy hallways and extravagant decorations scattered about. As his dear Imp came closer, Stolas had kept track of this day very well, making sure to have his servants prepare the most delicious and delectable treats, and the most glorious dishes that even he had a hard time resisting digging into. He had prepared himself for a gratifying night of growing, gaining, and gluttony. He made sure to wear his robe a bit more loose than usual, as he predicted his stomach and other features would widen out as a result of tonight. He had called Blitzø hours earlier to remind him that he should wear a loose fitting suit in case anything were to happen to his lean build, to which Blitzø hung up and disregarded his advice. The Imp cracked open the Prince's wide bedroom doors and made his way over towards Stolas's bed, where Stolas sat perched on the edge of his soft, yet firm mattress. "Oh Blitzy, how long I've waited for this night. I've prepared well, as you can tell." Stolas stated, imploring Blitzø to walk around the numerous trays covered with endless plates and trays of delectable food. Blitzø did just that, taking notice of a few plates of soft, golden glistening cream filled Eclairs, which were filled to the brim with warmly churned cream, delicately coated with a rich chocolate drizzle and confectionery sugar powder on top of said eclairs. Blitzø's mouth began to water staring at the cream filled pastries before he snapped out of it, as he knew just one may lead him into a gluttonous mindset and lifestyle, something he'd been desperately avoiding ever since this situation had become a potential reality. Stolas noticed Blitzø's hungry look towards the pile of cream filled treats, and began wonder how each special night would be if the gainer were to be his beloved Blitzy, instead of him. He began to daydream of situations where he'd dominated by an obese Blitzø. He smiled in pleasure imagining being trapped under Blitzø's potential lard as he ate himself further into obesity on top of him. He thought of how enjoyable it'd be to be sat on and crushed by an immensely fat Blitzo and his wide jiggly ass, and he soon thought of having his head and neck crushed between the Imp's cellulite ridden, tree trunk sized thighs, all while he carelessly stuffed his fat face with calorie ridden sweets and grease filled burgers. He noticed his excitement was visible, and crossed his legs before getting Blitzø's attention away from the treats and onto him. "Blitzy! Alright, now that you're paying attention, I see your affinity for those eclairs over there on that tray. And I'm aware of you being hesitant to gain any weight tonight. I want to let you know that some of the food here was made to be especially delicious for tonight, but those eclairs are not one of them. They're regular eclairs, and I can guarantee one or two won't hurt your frame at all, I promise you." Stolas said, lying through his beak, as he was fully aware that the eclairs were too good to resist once a bite had been taken from one. He felt slightly bad about lying to his beloved Blitzø, but he had convinced himself that once Blitzø embraced this type of mindset, he'd enjoy it immensely. All it took for Blitzø to give in would be just one bite, and he was waiting for him to indulge in that right now. Blitzø's stomach rumbled deeply, as he avoided any food since last night at I.M.P Headquarters to ensure he gained nothing. He raised his arm over to the tray and grabbed one, lifting it towards his salivating mouth,eager to fill his empty stomach with something, even if it were just one small bite of one eclair. He looked back towards Stolas and raised his eyebrow, asking "Are you fucking with me at all? Or you being genuine here?". Stolas, using all his effort to hold back a pleasure filled smile, stared back and nodded his head in a "yes" motion. Blitzø turned back to his treat and raised it to his mouth, making sure to take the smallest bite possible, while still getting an amount of flavor from it. The Imp then took a bite, a bite he would later regret intensely. Right after he sampled it, his eyes widened. The combinations of warm cream, soft and crunchy pastry, rich chocolate, and light confectionery sugar, had overpowered his tastebuds. He scarfed down the first eclair immediately, leaving plenty of room in his hands to grab handfuls of the golden treats, quickly chewing and swallowing each eclair faster than he'd ever eaten anything in whole life before. One eclair turned into a whole plate already eaten, and one plate soon turned into a few trays worth of the delicious treats. He slightly slowed down, only to make sure he ate every bite. Stolas watched in awe as Blitzø stuffed sweet after sweet into his mouth, taking quick breaks to breathe, and then quickly resuming back to stuffing his face with calorie ridden treats. Once the eclairs were eaten up, he turned his attention to some donuts and bowls of softly churned ice cream. Each donut stuffed into his expanding belly meant his suit got tighter and tighter around his stomach and abdomen, and he was already halfway through the mountain sized pile of frosted and glazed donuts. Taking a slight pause, he wiped little amounts of donut crumbs from around his mouth away. The Imp turned his attention towards the rest of the tray, craving for something to gulp down his throat, wanting to wash down the eclairs and donuts. He noticed that the wide bowls with once tall scoops of smooth ice cream sat inside, had now merely become cups to hold the newly melted ice cream. He thought for a moment whether or not to try and drink it, but the gluttony had simply taken over him. He lifted the tall bowl up with both of his hands, holding it high, and he raised it to his lips, beginning to sip from it. He soon tasted the rich creamy flavor of the ice cream, with a warmth that was also prevalent. His eyes widened even wider once he realized how damn tasty it was to chug from bowl of melted chocolate ice cream. Blitzø chugged as if his life was dependent on him finishing the bowl as fast as possible, and he soon transferred the bowl from two hands holding it upright to only one. During all of this, the calories had certainly impacted the Imp's thin frame. A once thin and able-bodied demon body, had transformed into a lard covered, jiggly, round, soft, and obese body. His once flat chest had just recently grown a pair of moobs, able to rival a female Imp's breasts in size. His flat stomach had changed dramatically, as it now sagged loosely over his pants, wobbling slightly with each move to grab food to stuff it with. His stick-like legs and arms had significantly thickened as well, his thighs well wide enough to spill off the sides from one of the table's chairs in I.M.P's Office, his rear had rounded out immensely in his tight black pants, round and jiggly enough to make Stolas's mouth drool whenever he laid eyes on it. Other feature like his arms had shown signs of growth as well, his once thin arms had grown wide enough to nearly rip through his sleeves. Blitzø used that free hand to caress and rub his growing belly, squeezing his soft and warm fat there. He lowered the bowl from his lips and set it down, burping loudly soon after. Once the bowl was firmly set on the tray, he scanned the area for any other snacks that appealed to him. His search ended once he found a heap of burgers all nestled neatly on one large platter. Blitzø examined the first burger, seeing whether they were worth shoveling into his ever-growing belly, which was now starting to strain the buttons on his suit and button up shirt. His stomach was now starting to feel full finally, something he hadn't felt in a while, considering that his failed attempt to keep his weight in check for the previous month had meant he skipped many meals and ate little amounts. His attention soon returned to the thick burger, noticing plenty of sauces and toppings on it, with melted cheese, glazed buns, and a perfectly thick patty in between all of it. He decided before he stopped stuffing that he should try the burger, even if it were just a small bite. He took a small chunk off of the corner, and he immediately tasted all the delicious flavors from it. The thick patty was grilled just to perfection, small strips of crispy bacon decorated the top of the patty, and the fresh melted cheese and crispy buttered buns also came to his attention. Blitzø knew that he couldn't just stop, he might as well eat this before he let his belly rest, when he noticed something particularly odd. His once full stomach now felt empty, like how he felt the previous month when he purposefully ate as little as he could, it felt starved for piles upon piles of food now. Blitzø noticed this while taking another bite, a bite that would distract him from the current question of what happened to his once full belly. Stolas, still perched on the edge of his expansive mattress, watched in delight as his darling Imp sank further and further into gluttony, to his immense joy. He watched with his mouth agape, smiling wide seeing Blitzø sit down in a large chair and watching him fill out every inch of said chair. Blitzø's thighs and rear spilled over the seat, and his belly pooled into his lap and down in-between his thick soft thighs, which were showing signs of splitting apart his now skin-tight black pants. His large jiggly moobs rested on top of his growing stomach, and he was too focused on stuffing his newly fat face to even care one bit. Stolas eagerly awaited for Blitzø's intensely tight suit to start failing in holding back his growing blubber, and he wouldn't have to wait very long for it. Blitzø had set aside the platter of irresistible burger briefly to look for something to quench his newly-found thirst from scarfing down a large amount of the burgers. He looked around, and to his dismay, no drinks were in arms reach for him. Stolas took this opportunity to quickly rush over to a tray with smoothly churned milkshakes sat on top of it, and he made a stride towards Blitzø with two tall glasses in hand. "Looking for these?" Stolas asked, turning Blitzø's attention towards the Prince. Blitzø nodded up and down in a "yes" motion, as he was working on eating the last burger in his hand before he could speak with Stolas. Stolas decided to try something completely new with his dear Imp, for once he would have some control over him, he wanted desperately to feed Blitzø each milkshake all while feeling him grow fatter. Stolas spoke up, seeing whether Blitzø would allow him to feed him the milkshakes. "I imagine your arms are somewhat tired from all the heavy lifting you've done just now." Stolas said, softly chuckling afterwards. Stolas cleared his throat and continued speaking, "Do you mind if I feed these to you?" Stolas questioned, praying that Blitzø would oblige. Blitzø looked up at him and spoke, "Yeah sure, why not. My arms are killing me anyways after all this hard work." Stolas was euphoric upon hearing this, with his eyes widening and smile growing even wider. Stolas rushed over to Blitzø's side and began to tilt one of the shakes towards Blitzø's newly fat face, and he tapped the bottom of it to make it flow faster towards Blitzø's hungry mouth. Stolas kept tapping the bottom of the shake, while moving it closer to Blitzø's lips, and he would finally start to get a taste of his anticipated milkshake. Rich vanilla flavors were present, as well a smooth fudge taste, and there was an overall smoothness that slid down his throat and into his growing blubbery belly. As Blitzø swallowed the shake endlessly, his hands moved up to feel his dough-like belly and comfort it. Stolas's hand soon did the same, he poked and prodded at Blitzø's exposed soft tummy whilst it filled up with the shake. Both the Imp and Prince were immensely enjoying it, Stolas ran his finger up and down Blitzø's wide thighs and fat sides playfully while Blitzø softly moaned in pleasure. Soon enough the first shake was gone, and Blitzø's shape had gone from a fat Imp, to a far larger one. His belly had grown to cover up most of his thighs, and those thighs had grown wide enough to start making splits and rips within his pants. His butt had grown soft enough to spill out of the back and side of the chair easily, and it's round shape would be envied by any attractive female demon. His moobs, arms, cheeks, and even his barely new double chin had thickened up significantly as well, all growing very pudgy and soft. Blitzø looked down towards his massive body, with his newly formed double chin on show. He exhaled lightly after finishing the shake, causing two of the lower buttons on his suit and shirt to fly off simultaneously, with both buttons rocketing off quickly. His belly seeped through this free space, and Stolas now noticed that even more of his bright red and white belly was available to squeeze, and Stolas did just that. Stolas reached his hand down to squeeze it, and he decided to tease Blitzø over his newly freed lard. "Oh my, look at all this soft blubber from my dear Blitzy." Stolas said. He then set the second shake down on a cart near them, and began to slowly walk right in front the expansive Imp, planning to kneel down and play with Blitzø's newly obtained blubber. Stolas kneeled onto the ground to be level with Blitzø's massive belly, and began to speak, smirking while he did so, "My, my, I don't know if I've ever seen a demon this large before. Especially my beloved Blitzy. What a piggish little Imp you are." Stolas muttered, prodding Blitzø's soft belly with his finger, watching it sink into the soft red fat. Stolas then grasped onto Blitzø's massive belly on both sides and shook it around, watching it jiggle like a bowl of gelatin. Two more buttons burst off from Blitzø's now outgrown suit, disappearing into some far corner of the room. Blitzø let out a massive belch, and started to talk to Stolas, "Fuck, I guess I should've taken that advice to wear a bigger suit after all." Stolas replied, "I think you look cuter like this, I'm glad you didn't." Blitzø however would disagree, as he was starting to feel full now and he began to consider whether he should've even ate that first eclair. The fullness of his belly became more and more aware to him whenever he wasn't stuffing himself like a pig. His stomach didn't feel empty anymore, instead it went back to a taut and full feeling like before the burgers. Stolas began to realize this, and he then put two and two together realizing that enough time without this food would make someone not gluttonous anymore. They'd stay fat, but they wouldn't want to eat anymore food, and Stolas didn't want that yet. Stolas quickly grabbed the second milkshake and pressed it up against Blitzø's lips, with his free hand he tilted Blitzø's fat face up along with drink, allowing him to chug more and grow more. Blitzø's eyes widened in surprise, and he made a quick attempt to remove the shake. There was plenty of shake in his mouth, so he decided to swallow some of it so he could remove it without making a mess, that being another decision he'd intensely regret later on. Once he tasted that mix again, he was quickly pulled back into the gluttony-ridden mindset he was just waking up from. Stolas played with and squished his ever-growing tummy, getting more and more turned on the larger Blitzø got. Stolas continued to tease Blitzø by calling him names like "Piggish Imp" and "Big Blitzy", when the prince noticed something slightly concerning. The once firm chair, was starting to creak and buckle underneath the massive Imp's increasing weight, without him noticing. All Blitzø knew as of now was to carelessly suck down each drop of shake, and he did so as a growing glutton. His moobs had grown big enough to be held in each of Stolas's hands, and his thighs and butt had grown to the point of causing endless tears all over his black pants. His thick arms rested on top of his gigantic belly, which flowed past his wide thighs and down past his crotch area. His slight double chin had expanded as well, looking like a mini roll of fat itself whenever he wasn't looking up. At last, the shake was done, and Stolas breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the chair remain sturdy enough to hold his blobby lover. He stood upright and removed the glass cup from Blitzø's lips, allowing for the Imp to let out a burp upon finishing the shake. Stolas now had to figure out how to get Blitzø onto his bed so he could rest his belly for a while, and this appeared to be a big challenge. He leaned forward and took Blitzø's hands, attempting to lift the huge Imp from his comfy seat. Blitzø used all his effort to stand up, while Stolas helped him get up from the nearly broken seat. Once Blitzø had stood upright, he began to feel how heavy he was all over. From his swaying stomach, to his immensely wide thighs and rear, to his arms that took effort lifting up, he had blown up so big that it was hard to believe. Stolas had a hard time believing that the once thin Imp who dominated him effortlessly, now was so heavy that he needed help getting out of a chair. Blitzø, not far from the Prince's wide bed, decided he needed to spend the rest of his night resting on that bed, hoping to let his belly full of food relax while he did. Blitzø walked, or rather waddled, his way over to Stolas's bed, having trouble climbing onto it once he leaned over it. Stolas noticed this and rushed over to help Blitzø up, before noticing how round he'd gotten from his stuffing, as his thighs and butt had rounded out perfectly to Stolas's liking, with Stolas craving to squeeze both his thighs and ass. Blitzø turned his head towards Stolas, catching him staring at his rounded out rear. Blitzø, getting agitated from not getting on the bed, now requested for Stolas to stop staring and help him, "Hey, stop fucking staring and do something! Help me get up here." Blitzø angrily said. Stolas woke up out of his daze, and started to help lift his lover onto his bead. He grabbed a pair of Blitzø's folds near his waist, but he started to squeeze them instead of hoisting him up onto the bead. Stolas was now euphoric with Blitzø's new body, and he couldn't help himself from feeling all over it now. Stolas reached over to a nearby tray and grabbed a few donuts, ready to stuff Blitzø's fat face with even more treats at a moment's notice. An even more agitated Blitzø noticed no progress, and he decided to point it out once again. "Are you gonna fucking help me or no-" He spoke before being interrupted by a glazed donut entering his mouth, shoved in by an increasingly horny Stolas."Eat up Blitzy, I know you like it. You know, I'll have to start calling you 'Big Bellied Blitzy' from now on." Stolas said, grasping Blitzø's wide butt and squeezing it, while he shoveled donut after donut into Blitzø's fat face. Blitzø was surprised by how much Stolas was enjoying this, and he was even more surprised when he realized Stolas was slowly starting to dry-hump his fat ass as he was fed treat after treat by the prince. He thought on what Stolas had just said, and he realized that he was right. Blitzo decided to give into this gluttony and pleasure, he and requested more donuts to eat, and both began moaning and whimpering in pure erotic pleasure. A short while later, both of them were on the bed, Blitzø took a large space on the bed, and Stolas was sat near him busy admiring his lover's body. Blitzø began to drift off soon after, the last thing he saw before he fell asleep was Stolas's joyful face as the Prince played with his massive body. The next morning, Blitzø awoke, slowly opening his eyes and looking around Stolas's room. He figured last night must've been a odd dream, that was until he leaned forward and felt rolls of soft fat. He then wondered whether Stolas had gained weight and he somehow forgot, but he would soon realize that last night was no dream. He rolled onto what he thought was Stolas's fat, and he got up and kneeled on the bed before looking down to where the fat came from. Blitzø was horrified to see his once lean body was replaced with the big wobbly body that he thought he dreamed of last night. His once loose fitting and clean suit now had drops of shake on it, and donut crumbs were scattered all over the mattress near him. Said mattress felt unusually low to the ground, until he realized he gained so much weight that he sank into the mattress. He felt all over his body, his exposed belly, his newly made moobs, and his wide hips were all shocks to him.Feeling around his expansive fat had caused him to lose balance, making him fall forward, with his arms catching him before he fell face first on the bed. He was now on all fours, and he could feel how heavy he was now. His arms wanted to buckle under this new weight, and his belly brushed against the bed. This was the worst time for Blitzø to end up in this position however, as Stolas soon walked in. He was pushing in multiple trays of breakfast foods that he knew Blitzø couldn't resist before he stopped dead in his tracks, as he immediately became horny upon seeing his beloved fat Imp bent over on all fours, with an empty belly ready to be filled by him. Stolas quickly walked over to Blitzø, obviously excited to see him, to Blitzø's dismay. He wasn't going to allow Stolas to fatten him up even more, he had to leave and lose all this weight. Blitzø opened his mouth and tried to speak, only for Stolas to shove a wide tube into his mouth, of which was attached to a funnel that Stolas was pumping warm cream into. Stolas was dead set on making his Imp as fat as possible, and it seemed there was no stopping him. Stolas hopped onto the bed and caused Blitzø to lose his balance once again. He tipped over like a fat cow onto it's back, and he was now staring up nervously at an intensely horny Stolas. Stolas held the funnel up with one hand, and held the tube pumping the cream into Blitzø with the other. There was no other choice for Blitzø but to chug it at this point, which he had to. He quickly started sucking down the cream, all while staring back at Stolas with a concerned look on his face. Once Blitzø drank all the cream, Stolas used the hand holding the large carton up to rub Blitzø sensually all over. He squeezed each moob, jiggled his belly, and lifted up his belly to rub the area around his crotch."You're still my Big Dicked Blitzy after all, just takes a bit more time to find it now" Stolas said, whilst he groped Blitzø's fat-surrounded crotch, feeling around his cock as well. Even though Blitzø still wanted desperately to leave, Stolas's squeezes and rubs kept making him more and more horny. Each jiggle that Stolas caused, each squeeze of fat, and each time Stolas rubbed his crotch kept making him want to stay and grow bigger for the prince. But he he had resist it, or to try his damn best to, but Stolas's love making was making it harder and harder not to give in. Stolas leaned back and pulled a cart with platters of syrup coated, buttery, and fluffy pancakes towards the bed. He stacked a few pancakes on the fork and brought them over Blitzø's mouth, waiting for him to open up and begin eating the stack of pancakes. Blitzø was now getting agrivated from Stolas stuffing him every second, as if he were the Prince's pet pig to feed whenever he desired. Blitzø opened his mouth again to speak to Stolas about how he needed to stop."He-" Blitzø couldn't even get a full word out before his mouth was stuffed full of food once again. Stolas used each opportunity to feed Blitzø whenever the Imp opened his mouth to talk, and he was fed up with Stolas. Stolas pushed the pancakes further into Blitzø's mouth with the fork in one hand, while he worked on getting Blitzø's pants off with his other hand. Blitzø had enough of this constant fattening, he knew had to protest it and leave as soon as possible if he were to lose this newly acquired weight of his. But he knew he couldn't push Stolas off and run out, since Stolas had a huge height advantage over him, as well as a blatantly obvious agility advantage over the rotund Imp. Blitzø also knew that whenever he opened his mouth, Stolas would just use that as an opportunity to feed him the rest of the tray next to the both of them. He had to come up with a unique way to make the Prince's feeding session stop, and he came up with an idea soon after. Once he swallowed all the pancakes that had been shoved into his mouth, he pretended to moan painfully as if he were on the edge of bursting from fullness. Stolas paused with two forks in hand, each carrying a small stack of pancakes dripping with syrup. Stolas's feeding euphoria soon stopped and he became concerned, wondering whether he had been feeding his dear Imp a bit too much. Stolas spoke up,"Blitzy? Are you alright?" Blitzø sat up straight, taking a few attempts at it before succeeding. He pretended to wince when he rested his arm on his round gut, lightly smacking it, before looking up at Stolas. Blitzø spoke up, taking a few breaths before he did so,"Shit, I think I ate too much. I feel like I'm gonna fucking burst any moment." Stolas was now upset with himself for feeding Blitzø too much, he had enjoyed feeding his lover so much he didn't even think about how Blitzø felt about it. Stolas, now filled with shame, spoke up to apologize to Blitzø for feeding him too much."I-I'm sorry if I fed you too much. I guess I got a little carried away with it." Stolas chuckled, looking back at Blitzø to see him rubbing his massive stomach, with a painful look on his face. Stolas opened his mouth to speak again, before he was interrupted by Blitzø. "Help me get off this damn bed." Blitzø muttered. Stolas did just that, helping pull him closer to the edge of his large bed, eventually helping Blitzø to his feet. Blitzø's painful expression soon went back to his regular blank expression, as he stopped pretending to be in pain. Stolas was too preoccupied at the moment to notice this, to Blitzø's advantage. He started to walk away from the bed, feeling his warm blubber as he waddled towards the door. Stolas finally looked up and saw him waddling towards the door, where he noticed Blitzø had doubled, or tripled, in size fron the previous night. Stolas called out to Blitzø, stopping him in his tracks."Oh Blitzy, where are you going? You don't seem to be in a whole lot of pain now." Stolas questioned, becoming skeptical of Blitzø's supposed pain. Blitzø turned around to look at him, which revealed Stolas's skepticism to be true. Blitzø was in no pain at all, if anything he appeared slightly annoyed at having to deal with this new body of his. Stolas was irked that Blitzø would lie just to get away, but he soon forgot of his annoyance and began to really admire how large his dear Imp really was. His once thin limbs were replaced with thick fat appendages, resembling the shape of a turkey leg with how fat it started and how it thinned out lower near his hands and feet. He'd grown a pair of moobs that were larger than watermelons, which jiggled back and forth with every little movement. His thighs were cellulite ridden, tree trunk sized, wobbly thighs that strayed far from his originally thin spindly legs. His belly flowed past his crotch and it was only a few more large stuffings away from reaching his knees with how low it hung. It extended quite far out, and pushed aside both parts of his popped apart suit, flowing through and freely wobbling around. Even other features like his neck and fingers appeared pudgier than usual, and his double chin was on full show whenever he turned his head to look at someone, looking like a small roll of fat itself by the way it surrounded Blitzø's chubby and round face. Stolas once again was turned on seeing his dear Imp this large, he wanted to bring him back to his bed and feed him until he took up the whole bed. He wanted to do so many horny things with Blitzø and his new body, but he had to wait and see what Blitzø had to say first. Blitzø soon spoke up, "I'm leaving, I need a portal back though. There's no way I can walk or drive back this big." Blitzø'said, lifting his big stomach up with one hand and then dropping it, with it making a soft slap against his rotund thighs. Stolas strolled over to him, quickly grabbing Blitzø's large belly with both of his hands. He wobbled it up and down making wave-like motions on it, causing the rest of his rolls and moobs to shake with ease. Stolas couldn't get over how much he loved Blitzø's new body, playing with it every chance he got. "Are you even listening? Get me a god-damn portal! I'm done here." Blitzø angrily remarked, seeing that Stolas had tuned out his requests to leave, only paying attention to his soft blubber. Stolas snapped out of it, seeing his beloved Imp looking extremely frustrated. "Oh Blitzy, you look so cute when you're frustrated. And with all this soft blubber on you, you look even more adorable. Especially your chubby little face." Stolas said, squeezing Blitzø's soft cheeks and kissing him passionately. Once their kiss was over, Stolas ran his finger down Blitzø's pudgy double chin and towards his moobs, eager to have one more squeeze before Blitzø embarked off. Stolas grabbed both Blitzø's moobs and kept squeezing them, he wanted to just unbutton Blitzø's suit and start sucking on either of his moobs. He was getting increasingly horny just feeling around the fat Imp. Blitzø blushed, slightly embarrassed and turned on at the same time by the fact that he'd grown so fat he had his own pair of breasts. Stolas started to unbutton the last three remaining buttons on the Blitzø's stretched suit before Blitzø started to step away from him, as he was tired of being fondled and just wanted to leave. By now, Stolas finally got the message that he wanted to leave, and he strolled away towards his expansive bookshelf to summon a portal for Blitzø to leave there from. Once his portal was created, Blitzø started walked away, being stopped by Stolas calling out to him."You know, I hope to see you this large or even larger the next time we meet." Stolas said. Blitzø replied, "Yeah, not gonna happen. Don't plan on spending all this time as a fat fucking whale." Blitzø scoffed, he thought that he'd lose this weight in no time as long as he resumed work like nothing happened. Once Blitzø had left, Stolas knew he had to make his beloved Blitzø as big as he could get. As Blitzø entered his office area back at I.M.P Headquarters, he realized how large he'd gotten. As he walked past the main table, his hips kept pushing the chairs off to the side, and a brisk walk was now far more difficult for him. One good thing going for him right now, was the fact that the place was empty, which meant he had time to think of explanation for his daughter and employees. He tried to take a seat in a once comfortable seat, only to see that his wide hips and overall thickness made it a challenge to sit in the chair. Eventually, after a brief struggle, he was able to sit down and start thinking of what to do from now on as a massive glutton. Barely a few minutes had passed by when Blitzø heard the doorknob start to jiggle, and he saw the door start to crack open, to his horror. He had barely started to think of an explanation, and he didn't even know what to say or how to explain his sudden gain overnight. The door finally swung open, and it was revealed to be Loona, completely oblivious to Blitzø as she was enveloped with her phone. She walked in, still scrolling on her phone, and found an open seat with a quick glance to her right. She sat down in the chair, and began texting someone, still unaware that Blitzø was in the same room with her. Blitzø decided to speak up and get it over with, he cleared his throat and spoke up, "Hey sweetie, h-how are you?". Loona shrugged her shoulders in response, still endlessly scrolling. "Loonie?" Blitzø questioned, awaiting a response. "Yes?" Loona muttered. "Now don't freak out when you see me. I can explain, but we need to talk." Blitzø replied softly. Loona's curiosity was peaked by Blitzø's response, and she was wondering what he meant by it. Loona questioned back, eventually looking up towards him. "Why would I frea-" Loona said, but paused in complete shock. Right in front of her was her adoptive father, somehow weighing several hundred pounds than when she last saw him the night before. Instead of the thin Imp she'd always known, he somehow had grown a massive belly that spilled through his shirt, thick thighs and chunky arms, hips so wide that they spilled off the side of his chair, his own pair of tits, and a pudgy face complete with a double chin. He stared back with a nervous smile on his face, watching her go into shock from seeing his massive body. Loona was speechless, she refused to believe that what was seeing was real. She stood up out of her seat, leaving her phone on the table, and took a step back while trying to process what was happening."What the FUCK happened to you??" Loona shouted. Blitzø tried to explain what had happened, but he couldn't seem to get any words out, "I, um......well I......um." Blitzø kept trying to think of how to explain it, but his mouth wouldn't let him say it. "Holy fuck, how did get so big in one night? You go to the gluttony ring or something?" Loona asked, she was still utterly confused by how he'd gained hundreds of pounds in less than a day. Blitzø opened his mouth to speak, but hardly anything came out, the most he could say was "I, um." Loona spoke up again, "Jesus, your tits are bigger than mine and you haven't even had them for a day!" Loona scoffed, joking with Blitzø at how fat he was. "I-I can't even believe this, you're the size of a fucking whale! You're a god-damn tub of lard! And in just one night??" Loona said. "Well, I-I could tell you what happened right now if you wanna hear it" Blitzø muttered."Of course I do! I need to know you got all this flab so quickly!" Loona said, leaning forward and squeezing Blitzø's soft belly, slightly jiggling it up and down. Blitzø blushed a dark red in embarrassment and leaned back in his chair, causing a loud creaking sound from the legs of the chair. Blitzø felt embarrassed and upset about his new size, and Loona's taunting made things worse. Loona decided to sit down, and she soon spoke up, "Well, get to it. I wanna know how you became such a lard-ass so quickly." Loona scoffed. Blitzø sighed, and started to explain how his night started and where it all went wrong. "I can't really remember much after that first eclair, other than that everything tasted damn good. I think he also fed me some milkshakes as well, he was really hands-on last night." Blitzø said, frowning while he recalled the previous night's events. A few more minutes of his explaining went by, before Loona interrupted his story with a few questions."Wait, so you just let him feed you like you were his pet pig? You didn't even try to stop him when he made you chug those shakes or eat those pancakes?" Loona questioned, confused on why Blitzø didn't even attempt to quit his feeding session. Blitzø replied, "No, I tried later to that night. I was gonna ask him to fucking stop, but he shoved a tube into my mouth right after and made me chug a gallon or so of some cream, and he kept trying to fatten me more over and over. He even brought in three or four carts of breakfast food to fill me up with, got out of that though by pretending to be full." Blitzø recalled. "Why didn't you do that earlier? You probably wouldn't weigh the size of a fucking car had you just left. And you weren't even supposed to get fat, wasn't it going to be him?" Loona asked. Blitzø paused, before answering her questions, "Yeah, he was supposed to gain, not me. Rich bastard fucking lied to me, told me the food wasn't addictive, and he's the reason I'm this big. And the food was made to be addictive, that's why I couldn't quit." Loona spoke again, asking another question, "Why'd you even go there? Why would you even agree to do something that weird?" "I had to, he said he'd take away that book we use to do our job. No book, no business. But I wish I said no though, there's no way I'll lose all this weight, just look at me." Blitzø muttered, lifting his big belly up before dropping it, with it making a soft 'plop' sound against his thick thighs. Loona soon noticed that he looked completely detached, he jiggled his body around looking depressed with his size. She felt bad, and attempted to console her adoptive dad. "Look, Blitz, I bet you'll lose it eventually, only a matter of time." Loona said, leaning closer to him as she spoke softly. Blitzø looked up towards her and smiled, before briefly speaking, "Thanks sweetie." Blitzø looked down and went back to his sad expression, and he continued feeling around his large body. Loona decided to go home with Blitzø, so she got up out of her seat and started to walk towards the door, pausing to look back at Blitzø. "You coming? Or do you need help standing up?" Loona asked. "No, no, I'm fine, I'll be up shortly Loonie." Blitzø said, huffing and puffing as he tried to unwedge his hips from the tight chair. As Blitzø tried to pull himself out of his chair, Loona took some time to think about what was happening right now. She couldn't believe she was asking her adoptive dad if he needed help getting out of his chair, it seemed somewhat surreal. Twenty seconds later, Blitzø had finally freed himself from his chair, and he started making his way to the front door, to head home with Loona. Loona decided to follow behind him, in case he needed help getting through the doorway, which was something Blitzø hadn't even considered up until he tried to make his way through the wide doorway. Blitzø kept walking until he realized that couldn't move any further, which confused him until he looked down. He saw that his wide hips and soft stomach were being dug into by the doorway's frame, and that he was completely stuck in said doorway. He tried to pull himself through it by using all his strength, quickly failing with his attempt. Loona noticed this quickly, but she decided not to point it out to not upset him further. Blitzø kept trying again and again to squeeze through, to no avail. Blitzø didn't want to even consider that he'd grown too large to fit through his own hallways, so he kept trying to get through. Loona knew that he couldn't do it by himself, and she eventually asked if he needed help, "Pretty sure you're stuck, need some help?" Loona asked. Blitzø didn't want to answer her question though. He didn't want to admit that he was this obese, and he especially didn't want to ask his daughter to help push his fat body through a doorway. "No, I-It's okay, just need a bit more time to get through here Honey." Blitzø nervously said, still in denial. Loona was fully aware of his denial, and she called it out, "No, you're too fat to get through. Just admit it. I can help push you through it." Blitzø let out a deep sigh, hanging his head down, before finally asking for help from Loona. "Um, yeah I guess so." Blitzø nervously chuckled, before finally asking her to help, "I guess I could use your help, thanks Sweetie." "Yep." Loona muttered, preparing to use a lot of her strength to push him through. She initially tried to lean forwards and push, but her hands kept sinking into the fat around his hips and back, so she put her back against his and pushed with all her strength. Blitzø used all his strength to pull his way out, but both father nor daughter could succeed. After a struggle that lasted five or so minutes, Loona quit trying and stood back up, staring at Blitzø's massive body wedged between the door's frame. She sighed and spoke again, "Sorry it didn't work out, guess you're completely stuck in that doorway. Want me to try again?" She asked. Blitzø sighed before speaking, "No need to, thanks for trying anyways Loonie. I'll see you later, just go home." Blitzø said quietly, accepting that he was stuck here until tomorrow. "Really? You don't want me to help anymore?" Loona questioned. "Yeah, just go home Sweetie. Love you, see you tomorrow." He muttered. "Alright see you tomorrow D-, Blitz. See you Blitz" Loona said, walking away soon after. After she left, Blitzø still remained trapped in the doorway by his own fat, content with staying here until morning. He took this time to look at what his massive body and feel around it as well.He squeezed his huge stomach and lifted it up, softly shaking it back and forth before moving his hands towards his massive moobs. He held each moob in each hand, and firmly squished each of them. Once he had finished feeling around his chest, he moved his hands towards his hips area and felt around, soon sliding his fingers in between his side rolls that were stacked like pancakes. As he felt around his endless rolls, he thought back on what Loona had said about his appearance the first time she saw it. Being called a "whale" and "tub of lard" hurt his feelings deep down, but he was starting to agree with her comments more and more. The Imp had been so skinny, agile, and lanky, his whole life, yet he had blown up so large it was still unbelievable. Each jiggle he gave himself, each soft squeeze, and each time his fat rubbed against itself, he was reminded of how much of a gluttonous fatty he had become. Blitzø then thought on how Moxxie and Millie would react, and how he'd try to explain what happened to them. Blitzø then started to think whether he'd be able to do his job properly, and how he'd be able to run I.M.P properly as a massive fatass. As Blitzø's mind raced with endless thoughts and worries, his panicked mind was interrupted by a low, rumbling growl. For a brief second, he questioned where the noise came from before looking down, and realizing where the grumbling was coming from. His belly grumbled as if he were starving, when he had only gone a short while without eating or drinking anything. Blitzø was shocked by how hungry he was getting, his stomach kept grumbling over and over endlessly, waiting to be filled full. Unfortunately for him, he'd have to wait until he was freed from this doorframe in order to satisfy his rumbling belly, which meant he'd most likely have to wait until morning. Blitzø sighed deeply and looked down at his fat mess of a body, knowing that he'd be trapped by his own fat until morning, which was hours and hours away. Hours later, morning had finally arrived and Blitzø would soon be free from his once wide doorway. Blitzø had gotten no sleep, and he was incredibly drowsy from waiting this long to be freed. He was nearly about to fall asleep, when he heard distant footsteps which woke him up out of his drowsiness. He listened intently, wondering who was coming towards him. Blitzø sighed in relief hearing the distant voices of his employees Moxxie and Millie, knowing he could get them to help free him. "Hey Millie? Moxxie?" Blitzø questioned, loud enough for the two to hear from far away. "Yeah? What's up Blitz?" Millie responded, with her voice and footsteps coming closer and closer to Blitzø. "I'm gonna need to you two to, um.......help me." Blitzø said, pausing briefly to decide whether to tell them why he needed help, before deciding against it."Help you with what, sir?" Moxxie curiously questioned. Blitzø opened his mouth to reply, but hesitated. He didn't know whether to prepare them for what they'd see, or just let them find out on their own. He decided to hint at what he needed help with, so the couple somewhat knew what they were getting themselves into. "Well, I'm a bit stuck right now. And.....well.....I can't get out." Blitzø said, pausing throughout his sentence multiple times, as he was hesitant to finish it. Both Millie and Moxxie were intrigued by Blitzø's response, and they started walking a bit faster when they heard something odd. They heard repeated huffing and panting nearby, and they saw Blitzø's hands grasp around the doorframe and try and pull forward onto the doorframe. A few seconds later, Blitzø's head poked through the frame and his determined yet grimaced expression was visible to the two. They watched as Blitzø paused briefly, panting as he took a quick break from trying to free himself. By now, Blitzø's low-hanging belly was becoming visible for Moxxie and Millie to see. As he wedged himself further and further forwards with all his strength, his newly visible belly wobbled back and forth, and it plopped up and down from his constant movement. Moxxie and Millie's jaws dropped and eyes widened once they realized what they were staring at, and they quickly rushed over to their boss. Once the couple had sprinted over to their struggling boss, they finally saw what had happened to Blitzø. Moxxie and Millie were shocked to see how large he'd gotten, both staring in disbelief at their massive boss. They couldn't comprehend how Blitzø, once a lanky and thin Imp, was now a fat blubbery mess trapped in his own doorway. Moxxie inhaled, ready to speak, but he found it incredibly hard to even utter a single word, due to his state of shock from the jarring sight of his obese boss stuck in a doorway. Moxxie tried to ask Blitzø what had happened, but no words came out. Blitzø looked up at the two after another short struggle, looking agitated and incredibly exhausted. "Are you two gonna fucking help me or just stand there?" Blitzø angrily said. Moxxie and Millie woke up out of their trance, and they looked back up at Blitzø's face. He was clearly pissed off, since he was tired of trying to have to free himself. As Millie looked down at Blitzø's wide hips, an idea popped into her head on how to free him. "Oh right, I'll be right back Blitz." Millie said, quickly speeding away to look for what she needed. Moxxie watched his wife speed away, before looking back at Blitzø. Moxxie cleared his throat and finally began speaking to Blitzø. "Um, what happened to you Sir?" Moxxie questioned. "I'll tell you and Millie in a bit, but you need to get me out first." Blitzø replied. "What?? How would I even get you out? You're too big to move on your own." Moxxie exclaimed. Blitzø paused briefly before replying, "Find a way then.""Actually, I've got an idea for you. Go find another way to get in this room, and then push me through this door." Blitzø said smugly. Moxxie knew damn well there would be no way he could push a fatass like Blitzø through a doorway, but he also knew he had to do it, or at least try so he didn't get yelled at. Moxxie loudly sighed in annoyance and walked away, looking for another way to get into the room where his boss was trapped. Eventually he found another way to get through, and started walking towards Blitzø. Moxxie stood a few feet behind his boss, taking in how big his boss had truly gotten, especially his hips, thighs, and ass. "Okay, what now Sir?" Moxxie nervously questioned. "Just push, that's all I want you to do" Blitzø said firmly. "Push where?" Moxxie said. "I don't give a shit, anywhere for all I care." Blitzø replied. Moxxie groaned and pushed his hands against Blitzø's lower back and hip area, cringing as his hands sunk into Blitzø's soft fat. Blitzø wrapped his hands around the doorframe, and prepared himself for another exhausting struggle. "Ready Sir?" Moxxie piped up. "Yeah, start pushing." Blitzø replied. Moxxie groaned, then moved his hands from Blitzø's hips up to his lower back, and the small Imp began to push with all his might. Blitzø began to pull forward with all of his strength as well, but the two's combined efforts were hardly making a difference. Blitzø's fat pudgy hips were firmly stuck in the frame, and he'd need more than just a firm push from Moxxie to free his blubbery body. Moxxie noticed that his pushing was unhelpful, so he stepped back and placed his back against Blitzø's roll covered back and leaned back full- force. Moxxie's new attempt seemed more promising this time, and Blitzø put a bit more effort into pulling forward. Surprisingly, their combined efforts were actually making a difference, and Blitzø could feel his pudgy sides slide forward bit by bit, to his delight."Keep pushing Moxxie! I think it's working" Blitzø said, getting increasingly excited. Moxxie kept pushing as hard as he could, determined to get Blitzø out so he'd finally be done. By now, with Loona's, Blitzø's, and Moxxie's efforts, Blitzø was finally close to being freed from the doorframe. "Blitz? Mox? I'm back!" A distant Millie voiced. Moxxie relaxed a bit, and replied back to his wife. "Hey Millie! We're still here! Wanna help pull Blitzø through?" "No, I won't need to! He'll be out in a second once I get there!" Millie shouted. "Oh why's that?" Blitzø questioned, before being replied to by the powerful revving of a chainsaw. Blitzø and Moxxie were alarmed to hear this, and Blitzø was now concerned thinking about what Millie had in plan with a chainsaw. As the whining chainsaw got closer and closer, Moxxie yelled back to Millie, "Wait Millie! Just help pull him through, you don't need that chainsaw!" Moxxie's plea fell on deaf ears though, as Millie got closer and closer. Millie soon arrived, standing in front of her sweating, tubby Boss. Millie clearly saw the look of discomfort on Blitzø's face, as he stared fiercely at the sharp edged chainsaw. Millie smiled at Blitzø, and began to reassure him. "No need to worry Blitz, you'll be out in no time!" She said. Blitzø nervously smiled back at her, and nodded his head. Millie placed the chainsaw's serrated edge against a part of the wall near the doorframe, and revved it up and began to cut through. Blitzø leaned his head forward and nervously watched the spinning blade get dangerously close to his sides, before cutting away. It was a repetitive cycle, where the saw cut mere inches away from Blitzø's hips, before swerving away and cutting somewhere else. When the first corner was cut up, Millie pulled the chainsaw from the wall and inserted into the other side of the frame. Around thirty seconds later, Millie pulled the saw from the wall and shut the chainsaw off, promptly setting it onto the ground near her. "See? Now that wasn't so bad, was it? Said Millie, chuckling after her sentence. Blitzø nervously laughed as well, before speaking up, "Yeah. I guess so, thanks Millie." Moxxie loudly cleared his throat annoyed, and Blitzø finally acknowledged Moxxie's contribution. "Oh yeah, and you too Moxxie." "You're welcome Sir." Said Moxxie satisfied. "Oh anyways, I might as well do this finally." Said Millie. She leaned forward and pushed the cut up pieces of wall or doorframe forward, and the pieces slid out perfectly like puzzle pieces. Blitzø was finally freed, but Millie's push and his exhausted, unstable legs led him to losing his balance. Blitzø made a quick, yet futile attempt at grabbing onto the doorframe to prevent himself from falling backwards.By the time Moxxie realized what was happening, it was too late, and all Moxxie could do was let out a quick yelp before being crushed. Blitzø's heavy body loudly crashed onto the floor, with Moxxie now being helplessly pinned under his Boss's massive weight. Moxxie's thin body was being crushed underneath Blitzø's weighty rear, and he began to attempt to crawl away from underneath Blitzø's heavy, doughy body. Millie soon noticed Moxxie's dilemma, and she quickly walked through the sliced- up doorframe looking for her flattened husband. "Moxxie! Are you alright?" Millie questioned. "Yeah.....just......get him off of me!" Moxxie grunted, still trying to free himself from underneath Blitzø's heavy hips. Millie grabbed both of Blitzø's hands, and helped pull him up off her husband with a quick struggle. Blitzø stood up, panting, and Moxxie stood up weakly. Moxxie got up and shot a dirty glance towards Blitzø, before walking away towards the refrigerator in the office. Once Moxxie arrived at the tall fridge, he opened it and pulled out his lunch, as he was getting quite hungry. His lunch was a large sub sandwich; with it being twelve inches in length, stacked with fresh slices of cheese, deli meat, assorted vegetable slices, a few tangy sauces, all wrapped up in between two crispy, buttery buns. Unfortunately for Moxxie, his starving boss had taken notice of his delicious lunch, and Blitzø began to make his way over to an oblivious Moxxie. Just as Moxxie opened his mouth, ready to take a bite, Blitzø snatched the sub away and took a huge bite from it. Blitzø immediately swallowed his first bite and began to spoke, to a newly angry Moxxie. "Thanks, I've been starving since I got stuck in that door." Blitzø said, before taking another huge bite from Moxxie's lunch. "Hey! That was MY lunch!" Moxxie shouted. Blitzø looked at him, before shrugging and replying, "Mine now." Blitzø took a few more big bites, and in less than fifteen seconds, Moxxie's lunch had been completely devoured by Blitzø. Blitzø let out a large burp after scarfing down his employee's large lunch, and he spoke up again, "You have no idea how hungry I've been, I was basically fucking starving all night." Moxxie stared back him, still clearly pissed off, before he looked down at Blitzø's huge, low-hanging belly. He looked back up at Blitzø and smirked, before finally speaking again, "I can tell, especially since you're the size of a whale."After his blunt comeback, Moxxie sunk his finger into the soft mass that was his boss's belly. His finger sunk a few inches deep into Blitzø's doughy belly, and Moxxie pulled it out immediately after prodding Blitzø's big belly. Blitzø blushed deeply in embarrassment, and angrily retorted back to Moxxie, "Shut up" He said, in a bitter tone. An hour or so after Moxxie's mockery of his flabby Boss, Blitzø gathered his employees for an 'emergency' meeting. Moxxie and Millie sat on the right side of the table as always, and the newly arrived Loona was sat down on the opposite side of the table from the couple. Blitzø made his way to the front of the table slowly, and he carefully lowered himself into a chair placed in front of the table. The chair creaked and groaned as his rested his wide hips and heavy weight on top of it, with Blitzø desperately hoping it wouldn't break underneath his weight. Moxxie and Millie stared at each other briefly, still in disbelief over their boss's situation. Once he was firmly planted in his seat, Blitzo looked up at the other three at the table and opened his mouth to speak. #weightgainstory #weightgain #fat #forcefeeding #helluvaboss #helluvabossstolas #helluvabossblitzo #stolas #blitzo