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It has been quite an eventful time lately. Faron became a mother (Or father? Maybe a parental figure?), and quickly lost her child within only a few moments of meeting their newborn. Arcy on the other hand met an almost forgotten sibling, just to be revealed a grim truth about his origin and the father that raised him. Naturally the mood was low and it reflected in today's business. Lots of leftovers on top of all the experimental baked goods that Arcy started making were being carried home by the both of them. They walked down Strawberry Street hand in hand, listening to the pleasant sound of their steps through the snow. Soon that snow would be gone, just like their worries. Bad times will pass, just like seasons do. “Are you going to be alright Faron? That bastard better won’t come back for making you cry.” He squeezed Faron’s hand a tiny bit tighter, but not tight enough as to cause discomfort or pain. “Yeah, I cried enough. Thank you for being here.” The Typhlosion smiled at the Arcanine. “Will you be fine? You have been stress baking quite a lot. Do you need your sweet marshmallow to help you clean up?” Faron usually wasn’t the one to initiate the teasing, but he felt incredibly confident today, grabbing a cupcake from the bag and eating it in one bite. The Arcanine grinned back at Faron, immediately joining in on the teasing. “I made enough to last until we are home, but don’t try to test that out, tubbs. I wanna feed you everything at once until you are a huffing and creaking mess of a fatass.” Faron whined in response, her face turning a solid shade of red as she tilted her ears backwards. “Cupcake, w-we are still in public…” A Haxorus passed by, staring at them with a judgemental gaze. Oops. Well, at least they were at the front door of their house. A nice place they bought a while after their bakery had already been open. When asked they probably could not remember the exact time they had bought it. Was it a few months ago? Maybe half a year? They both agreed that it was a nice change of pace from sleeping on the couch or makeshift beds, however. Their backs especially thanked them for it. Arcy unlocked the front door, letting Faron walk in first. What a gentleman~ He walked in after Faron, locking the door again. They were both very tired of uninvited guests all the time, and at least their home should be a safe space from the insanities of other Pokemon. They both shambled towards the couch located in their living room while making out with each other. Their once gloomy mood had quickly given way to a more romantic, or maybe horny mood. As Faron planted his behind on the couch it let out a concerning creak, but it remained in one piece. For now at least, and someone was hellbent on changing that. Arcy sat down next to his partner, leaning against Faron as he held a slice of apple pie up to her maw, using his other paw to rub their fat midsection. “C’mon, let’s make your belly even bigger. I made all of these pastries extra fattening today, I wanna know if you can still waddle after this.” Arcy was ready to strike Faron with a barrage of teases on how fat he will make them, until… Grrrlrrgglll… Arcy’s stomach gurgled loudly, interrupting him in the middle of teasing. It stymied Arcy as he could not continue melting his girlfriend with his words. Surprisingly enough, it flustered him. She quickly retaliated in this moment of weakness, taking the slice of pie out of Arcy’s paws and holding it up to his maw instead. “Honey, I have seen you snacking on the ingredients and hogging a fourth of the batch for yourself every time you made something. Did you finally come around to gaining some weight yourself?” Every time Arcy had teased Faron was now coming back to hit him tenfold. Every tease that Arcy had used successfully against Faron was now used against himself instead. Quickly did the Arcanine realize that he actually enjoyed being bullied by his hefty partner. With a very dog-like whine he opened his maw, eating the delicious slice and thus sealing his fate. The feeder has become the feedee. Without hesitation Faron began pulling food items out of the bags, feeding each and every single one of them to Arcy. Cookies, pie, cupcakes, croissants, muffins, poffins and much more, so readily consumed by the Arcanine. Even a single crumb was overloaded with calories, a single bite already having devastating effects on his waistline as his body readily processed it all into flab. Weeks of working out to retain a thin, muscular body were erased with just a few snacks. His six pack disappeared under a generous layer of soft fat. Arcy must have made these pastries VERY fattening, apparently. Faron cooed softly as she continued feeding their willing feedee who kept putting on more and more weight by the second. “My my, cupcake, you are putting on so much weight… You really wanted me to become a lardball with all this. But it suits your frame so much better. People trust a fat baker so much more anyways, just think of the praise you will get for your baked goods~” The Typhlosion knew just what to say to further break away Arcy’s resistance. How to make him keep eating with this sheepish, blushing expression. How to truly make him enjoy it. He was a born glutton after all! Over the course of the next hour Faron fed Arcy everything they had brought home, his once lithe body bloating out to generous proportions. He was not chubby, but downright fat at this point! His clothes barely fit him at this point, his soft, fluffy midsection poking out. Not a single part of his body was spared of having put on a considerable amount of weight. People would surely be shocked upon seeing him again. “How did you get so fat? What happened?” The thought of that only motivated Arcy to consume everything despite feeling absolutely stuffed. Between each bite he huffed and belched, clearly struggling. Arcy felt ready to pop! Faron took notice of it, pausing for a bit, whispering softly at the Arcanine. “Hey, are you alright?” Arcy’s stomach gurgled and groaned, fighting hard at working away the ridiculous amount of calories that were packed away in his overstrained stomach. Just how much had he eaten? Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands? He groaned and whined as he rubbed his own bloated belly with one paw and squished his soft chest with his other paw. He had moobs now. Oh Arceus… How did he let himself go like that?! “Urrrp… Ghhh, y-yeah I’m fine, I just… oof, I think I am going to pop. How much is left?” “Just one cookie…” Faron held the last cookie up, a delicious chocolate chip cookie. Arcy grabbed it without a word, greedily devouring that as well, albeit struggling to keep it all down. He was determined, but maybe this was a bit too much food. This would not stop him, he could take a lot of things, especially a big meal! Just as he swallowed the last bite, a loud ripping noise occurred. The Arcanine could not tell what happened, but some of his clothing must have broken from how much he had gained in this short amount of time. With how fat he had gotten he found it very difficult to spot the particular spot, and trying to shift his rock hard gut around might be a bad idea - well, aside from this damn thing taking up his entire lap. “Faron I…” Arcy belched loudly, rubbing his own belly in agony. Only now did it hit him how hard he had glutted, and how incredibly tired he was all of a sudden. “I gotta…” He could not finish the sentence however as Faron kissed him passionately, gently lowering back so he could rest on the couch. “Hush now cupcake. That is a food coma, you were always so fond of putting me into one. Just rest now, and sleep it off. I will share some of my clothes with you after you turn the rest of your pastries into more pudge, alright?” Arcy could not talk back, too stuffed to even think straight at this point. Now that he was laying there he could not fight back against the intense feeling of tiredness that slowly lulled him into the food coma. No time to contemplate the decisions that even led him here. He just needed to sleep this off… Then he… could… Faron chuckled, softly kissing her sleeping partner on the forehead before getting up. “Sleep tight, cream puff. Enjoy your new life as a fatass~” With that they left the room, not disturbing their partner any longer. Arcy snored loudly, still swelling up with each breath he took. This would be a very fun surprise once he woke up!