Pancakes
Colossus let out a colossal sigh. He ran a hand down his front as he stood in front of his bedroom mirror in his tight-fitting vest and tank top. He was still dressed in his sweats. His attempts to connect with Wade, had really only resulted in more unhealthy eating and the late nights meant that he slept through the first two training sessions he usually scheduled. And it was so hard to work up the will when you were full of banana nut pancakes. Damn that man for figuring out his weakness. He patted his stomach. His belly. The round flub of chub that had crept carefully between his highly defined abs and the smooth metal sheen of his skin. It felt warmer than the rest of him. Softer and more pliable. He supposed this was his body's own way of accommodating rapid growth as opposed to the stretch marks on Wade. He had glimpsed them more and more of late. Colossus swallowed, cupping the bottom of his belly again and then sucking it in as he marched out to the kitchen for breakfast. This time, surely, there would be a change.
"And IIIIIII BWAMP BWAMP I'm hooked on a feeeeelin!" Wade sang, loudly and off-key
This time, surely, there was a changed.
Wade was facing the stove, his wide, round, fat ass wobbling behind him as a he tapped his foot to the beat, wiggling and jiggling as he shimmied between massive stacks of banana-nut pancakes.
Said ass was aggressively straining his supersuit, the material stretching thin around his hips, love handles blooming up and over it. They were striped with pink stretchmarks, the scarring weaving in between them.
A thick, bitable layer of gut flopped over his red and black pants, belt longer abandoned. Said gut was covered by a large, white apron that read "F*CK THE COOK"
It did nothing to slim the anti-hero, only making him look rounder, fuller, his perky moobs squashed together between the white straps tied around his thickened neck.
"Mornin, Tolstory!" Wade beamed, looking over his padded shoulder, second chin crinkling as he twisted his head around.
"Good. Good morning, Wade," Colossus rumbled, staring around at the excess. His eyes fell on wade and his lips remained parted just a moment longer before he wet them and leaned against the counter, watching the other man cook. "Smells good... but Wade, perhaps we ought to try some oatmeal or a fruit salad today or an egg white omelet," he said, even as he gazed hungrily at all the pancakes, his chubbed up middle giving an interested gurgle. He rubbed it distractedly, his tank riding up to expose a silver sliver of rounded belly. He gave Wade a pleading look that said quite simply that he would eat what ever Wade put in front of him to avoid wasting all the food. It was his duty. And he could not turn down food prepared by a friend.
Wade hummed his way around Colossus, setting two massive stacks on the table.
"I can fry you up an egg, big guy! I'm a multi-facetted protagonist." Wade grinned, willfully misunderstanding, giving Colossus' softened middle a soft pat.
"Now eat up! How are you gonna re-conquer Alaska on an empty stomach?" He said, already back at the stove, taking out another pan and starting to fry up some eggs
"Oh, I thank you but that is not-" He sat, and sighed, his belly rounding out into his lap as he pulled a stack of pancakes towards himself and set to eating. He gave a soft happy groan. They were wonderful. Like always. "Did you add cinnamon this time?" he asked quietly, eagerly. His tongue might be coated in metal, but he could still appreciate the small things.
Wade beamed.
"Nice to have a man around the house that appreciates my work" Wade said, turning back to the eggs, giving them a little flip, then adding just a dash of hot sauce.
He looked to the camera.
"Or woman. Or gender nonbinary person. I'm your friendly, neighborhood, pansexual gun-for-hire." Wade winked.
He brought over another stack, then the eggs, setting both down around Colossus' other plates.
Wade shed his apron, gut surging forward into the air.
"Ahhh, now that's the stuff" He sighed, giving his now freed gut a light jiggle, the mountain of lard wobbling at the sitting mutant's eye-level, a thick, fatty strip of gut peaking it's way out further, completely flopping over the hero's trousers.
Colossus gulped down a glass of chocolate milk and couldn't quite suppress a belch. He chuckled almost nervously and sat back, patting his bloated and bulging belly where it peeked out under his tank. "You are bad influence, Wade. I don't know the last time I trained. Or had vegetable. How do you live like this?"
He stammered slightly as teh man's fattened middle flubbed out freely, the flush deepening. He drew his knees together slightly. The excess of it...
Of him.
"Think it's pretty obvious how I live" Wade purred.
He smoothe his thumbs underneath the top of his suit, slowly drifting them up his gut, letting the stretchmark-covered, overfilled, massive fattened thing spill out further into the open air.
"To the fullest"
"Should have expected that one," Colossus rumbled in return, rather fondly. He ate his eggs, then eyed the second tower of pancakes. He bit his lip. "Perhaps you should have these. You put so much work into them." His brain was either buzzing with teh sugar or dulled into a stupor from it. He rose to his feet with a grunt, careful this time not to smack into it with his new barrel-chested (barrel bellied?) physique and strode around it, the plate in his big hands as he rounded on Wade, looming over him. "Here." He offered a bite on a fork. So Wade wanted this. "Come on," he wheedled, "Eat up. Grow big and strong like me."
Wade's eyes widened.
Then he grinned.
He slowly put his mouth over the fork, making a show of sucking the hyper-sweet syrup from the utensil as he did so.
He smooth a hand to Colossus' beer belly.
"Big is definitely the right word."
He moved Colossus' hand to his own, massive gut.
"For both of us."
Then he took a step back, moving over to the stack of pancakes and sitting in front of it, immediately tearing in.
"Is just a little..." He swallowed. Well, he didn't want to add being a liar to his glutton and sloth sins. "A little fat." He followed Wade to the pancakes and watched for a time, finally daring to reach out and prod the man's belly with his large fingers. "Hmm... "
Wade raised an eyebrow.
"Calling me a little fat?" Wade teased.
He leaned forward, his legs forced apart as his gut flooded outwards into his lap. It folded into thick, grabbable rolls, squashing over Colossus' fingers.
"You surely must have noticed," Colossus answered, making sure to breathe slowly and deeply as he allowed himself to explore a little. To squeeze and to rub. "This... your intention all along was to go soft. And.. round..." He realized suddenly that his pajama pants did very little to hide his new interest and so he quickly retreated to his own side of the table and folded his hands in his lap.
"Round is a perfectly good shape. How am I supposed to inspire world peace if I'm not planetary? Not..." Wade paused, letting the word slowly roll out of his mouth.
"Fat"
He watched as Colossus scurried back to his side of the table. He grinned. Now that was certainly something for the spank bank...
Wade slowly finished off his pancakes, making a show of leaning back and exposing his huge gut. Of huffing and puffing with his fullness. Of tracing his fingers over the pink lines that decorated the mountain of pure, malleable cream bulging into his lap.
Colossus coughed and got up, intentionally showing only his backside to Wade, which was filling out his sweats rather more than it had in the past. He poured himself a glass of orange juice and quickly sat down again, willing his erection to go away. Wade was not helping. Not at all. Was he doing all of this just to joke with him? He wouldn't put it past him. "Careful, the Blob might think you are infringing on his territory," Colossus murmured, lifting up his newspaper to conceal his grin. It was rather fun. Quipping. Being just that little bit rude amongst friends.
Wade unabashedly stared at the meaty ass.
"#Thicc" He breathed, looking to the camera.
Then he gasped.
"Was that...are we quipping?! Are you quipping and eating carbs with me?!" Wade grinned.
"Careful, or they'll call you Deadpool 2 - available on DVD in stores soon" Wade winked at the camera.