Fic: Growing
Title: Growing
Author: dncinimp
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rated: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, feederism, belly kink
"You're starting to get so big," Sam said. He pressed his lips hungrily against Dean's soft, flabby, expanding belly and kissed him until his brother's skin was wet.
Dean moaned beneath him. He tried to move from underneath Sam, but he didn't succeed. Dean was pinned beneath his brother's weight along with his own. He had been gaining weight intentionally for a while now, and unintentionally even longer before that.
Sam slid his hand up Dean's skin which was slick from all his kisses.
"There's starting to be so much of you Dean," Sam moaned completely lust driven.
Dean couldn't do anything but sigh happily as his brother explored his body. He never expected Sam to come back from the pit, let alone for his health conscious brother to want him so much like this. He never expected Sam to watch and help him grow into obesity. Sam's hand slid underneath the crease of Dean's belly and he gripped onto the sheet with his plump fingers in response. He was over 400 lbs now and still growing.
"You like it, don't you Dean," Sam asked. His hand was now firmly wrapped around Dean's dick.
"Yes," Dean answered gruffly.
It wasn't a lie. Dean, who had previously been edging in on physical perfection loved himself this way. He loved food and how he would just have to say the word and it came to him in swarms. Of course the thing that Dean loved the most was Sam and his sudden change in appearance and brought his brother to him in ways that he had only dreamed before in his life.
Dean's stomach growled even as Sam slathered him in kisses and love bites. His brother looked into his eyes from behind his hair that was desperate for a cut. Dean swallowed in anticipation, knowing what that look meant from his younger brother. True to Dean's thoughts, Sam released Dean's dick from his grasp and leaned back. His brother's slender fingers pressed into his belly and kneaded his fat in a way that was too sensual for it to be like a baker working his dough.
"Hungry," Sam asked with a smile.
Dean just grunted in response. He was far too horny to give a decent answer. He had just finished eating. That was what inspired this bedroom romp. Sam loved the way that Dean ate, especially when he gorged himself. He would feed him and stroke him and ease his belly in anyway that he could to make himself grow. He shouldn't have been hungry after the meal that he had finished. Lunch had included two triple cheeseburgers, three orders of fries, a chicken sandwich and an extra large strawberry shake to wash it all down. Sam had mumbled something about all the calories Dean had consumed as he let the food settle in his brother's growing belly but Dean paid no mind. They were just numbers and didn't begin to compare to the taste or the feel.
And still his stomach growled begging for more and Dean knew it was because of Sam. He was driven crazy by the way Sam looked at him and how Sam needed him. Dean was driven so crazy by it that his own body would respond when Sam teased him about being tiny.
Dean knew what was to come and he pulled himself up to his knees in anticipation. The bed creaked beneath him. Even when Sam climbed off he could feel it straining from his own weight.
"I don't want you to starve," Sam said.
He came back into the room a moment later and slid a massive french silk pie in front of his brother. Dean preferred apple, but he couldn't deny that chocolate was good for the bedroom and he knew Sam had to have picked it for being extra fattening.
The younger Winchester climbed back onto the bed and wrapped an arm around Dean's low hanging belly. He pressed his own nude body against his brother's and went back to digging his fingers into Dean's abundant flesh.
"Finally not looking so damn skinny," Sam teased. "Getting a little meat on your bones."
If Dean hadn't been in a compromising position he would have laughed. Instead, he enjoyed his brother's touch as he shoveled pie into his mouth. He wondered how long it would be before he couldn't get on his knees without his stomach dragging along with him. He was so lost in thought and gluttony that he didn't notice Sam prepping and without warning suddenly he could feel Sam's dick stretching out his hole. Dean cried out in pleasure and froze, letting Sam have his way with him. When he was balls deep Sam merely shook his head and reached around so that he simultaneously jerked Dean off.
"Don't stop eating," Sam moaned. "Please don't."
It was a struggle but somehow Dean managed to swallow down the pie while his ass swallowed Sam's impressive member. He fell forward once it was over and a part of him still wanted more. More Sam and more food. Sam wrapped his own perfectly muscular body around as much of Dean's morbidly obese flesh as he could.
"We'll make you really fat Dean," Sam said before he kissed Dean's incredibly thick neck. "I promise."
"Can't wait, Sammy," Dean added.
He gave his enormous belly a pat and wondered what the future held.
Author: dncinimp
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rated: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, feederism, belly kink
"You're starting to get so big," Sam said. He pressed his lips hungrily against Dean's soft, flabby, expanding belly and kissed him until his brother's skin was wet.
Dean moaned beneath him. He tried to move from underneath Sam, but he didn't succeed. Dean was pinned beneath his brother's weight along with his own. He had been gaining weight intentionally for a while now, and unintentionally even longer before that.
Sam slid his hand up Dean's skin which was slick from all his kisses.
"There's starting to be so much of you Dean," Sam moaned completely lust driven.
Dean couldn't do anything but sigh happily as his brother explored his body. He never expected Sam to come back from the pit, let alone for his health conscious brother to want him so much like this. He never expected Sam to watch and help him grow into obesity. Sam's hand slid underneath the crease of Dean's belly and he gripped onto the sheet with his plump fingers in response. He was over 400 lbs now and still growing.
"You like it, don't you Dean," Sam asked. His hand was now firmly wrapped around Dean's dick.
"Yes," Dean answered gruffly.
It wasn't a lie. Dean, who had previously been edging in on physical perfection loved himself this way. He loved food and how he would just have to say the word and it came to him in swarms. Of course the thing that Dean loved the most was Sam and his sudden change in appearance and brought his brother to him in ways that he had only dreamed before in his life.
Dean's stomach growled even as Sam slathered him in kisses and love bites. His brother looked into his eyes from behind his hair that was desperate for a cut. Dean swallowed in anticipation, knowing what that look meant from his younger brother. True to Dean's thoughts, Sam released Dean's dick from his grasp and leaned back. His brother's slender fingers pressed into his belly and kneaded his fat in a way that was too sensual for it to be like a baker working his dough.
"Hungry," Sam asked with a smile.
Dean just grunted in response. He was far too horny to give a decent answer. He had just finished eating. That was what inspired this bedroom romp. Sam loved the way that Dean ate, especially when he gorged himself. He would feed him and stroke him and ease his belly in anyway that he could to make himself grow. He shouldn't have been hungry after the meal that he had finished. Lunch had included two triple cheeseburgers, three orders of fries, a chicken sandwich and an extra large strawberry shake to wash it all down. Sam had mumbled something about all the calories Dean had consumed as he let the food settle in his brother's growing belly but Dean paid no mind. They were just numbers and didn't begin to compare to the taste or the feel.
And still his stomach growled begging for more and Dean knew it was because of Sam. He was driven crazy by the way Sam looked at him and how Sam needed him. Dean was driven so crazy by it that his own body would respond when Sam teased him about being tiny.
Dean knew what was to come and he pulled himself up to his knees in anticipation. The bed creaked beneath him. Even when Sam climbed off he could feel it straining from his own weight.
"I don't want you to starve," Sam said.
He came back into the room a moment later and slid a massive french silk pie in front of his brother. Dean preferred apple, but he couldn't deny that chocolate was good for the bedroom and he knew Sam had to have picked it for being extra fattening.
The younger Winchester climbed back onto the bed and wrapped an arm around Dean's low hanging belly. He pressed his own nude body against his brother's and went back to digging his fingers into Dean's abundant flesh.
"Finally not looking so damn skinny," Sam teased. "Getting a little meat on your bones."
If Dean hadn't been in a compromising position he would have laughed. Instead, he enjoyed his brother's touch as he shoveled pie into his mouth. He wondered how long it would be before he couldn't get on his knees without his stomach dragging along with him. He was so lost in thought and gluttony that he didn't notice Sam prepping and without warning suddenly he could feel Sam's dick stretching out his hole. Dean cried out in pleasure and froze, letting Sam have his way with him. When he was balls deep Sam merely shook his head and reached around so that he simultaneously jerked Dean off.
"Don't stop eating," Sam moaned. "Please don't."
It was a struggle but somehow Dean managed to swallow down the pie while his ass swallowed Sam's impressive member. He fell forward once it was over and a part of him still wanted more. More Sam and more food. Sam wrapped his own perfectly muscular body around as much of Dean's morbidly obese flesh as he could.
"We'll make you really fat Dean," Sam said before he kissed Dean's incredibly thick neck. "I promise."
"Can't wait, Sammy," Dean added.
He gave his enormous belly a pat and wondered what the future held.