Bad Influence

Colossus resolved that he could no longer see Wade and not wind up with a face as hot as a tea kettle. Luckily avoiding Wade was relatively easy. As long as he avoided the kitchen. He took to walking and resuming some light exercise. Wade would never find him at the gym. That he was certain of. Colossus took to sending Negasonic or Yukio(typically Yukio) in to grab food for his meals. He struggled to not ask for details. His imagination supplied more than its fair share of bloated, belching, moaning Wade Wilsons. He didn't need anymore fodder for that. Not at all. Not when even waiting outside the kitchen with baited breath and hearing Negasonic and Wade snarking at each other. Wade's mouth always sounded full of something. "Here," said the teenage warhead, passing over the sandwich ingredients Colossus had requested, then added far too loudly," and let me know when you two are done playing hide and seek! Yukio and I want in on the next round!" Colossus shushed her, and sandwich makings in his arms, made for his bedroom.

"Dun...dun"

Wade's voice echoed, the camera zooming around doorways, down hallways, sharp turns always coming up empty

"Dun...dun" Wade said again, the camera looking like it was running now. Avoiding.

"Dun dun, dun dun, dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun daaaaa!"

Wade popped around a corner, letting the camera crash headfirst into his gut.

"Hey there boys and girls! Sorry for the Jaws bit (Copyright Steven Spielburg). But that's what in the movie business call-" Deadpool grunted, gasping as he bent over, his huge gut turning to thick, meaty rolls as he helped the camera up.

"An...phew...gods...gimme a...gimme a-" Wade panted, putting his hands on his thickened thighs.

"Man...you're fast! I'll give you that." He added, wiping non-existent sweat from his mask-covered forehead onto his sausage-like arm.

"A homage. That's what they're called. Can't be sued for a homage!" He called out into the air.

"Anyway - hold this - anyway, it's me, your friendly neighborhood gun-for-...eh. Who am I kidding? Your friendly neighborhood fat ass" Wade winked.

"Why did I start eating so much? ...I don't know. The beginning of the fic was a long time ago. Am I supposed to scroll all the way back when I know some huge metal cock action is right around the corner? Fuck no!" Wade said

"Anyway. It's paid off. Colossus...that boy is into me. And all it took was..." Wade grabbed his gut with both hands, lifting it and letting it drop, his utility belt breaking free once again.

"Shit, I don't know why I even use that thing anymore." He grumbled, the squashed his tits together

"There might be my favorite part. I'm like a saner Pam Anderson" He said, wiggling so his perky breasts bounced excitedly

"I'd like to thank Aris Silverfin for all her hard work on production. And also toaster strudel, for all the raspberry filling that made this ass so irresistible" Wade grinned, turning so it faced the camera, giving the wide thing a loud SLAP.

"I brought the speedo, by the way, absolutely scarred a couple on their honeymoon. Or, inspired a very new and very interesting story for them to tell their children." He shrugged, lifting up each cheek with both hands, letting them drop. Wade's ass was wide and heavy, perfectly stretching out his supersuit to the brink of destruction.

He straightened, then kept walking.

"Moving on, I think it important to highlight that my mutant power is literally immortality. And I killed an entire clan of vampires when I was much fatter..." Wade looked down at his gut, tugging up his black and red top just a touch. A wave of blubber blorped out into the open air before him.

"Okay, when I was slightly fatter than I am now. I'm a bullet sponge, not the Flash. So eat my ass if you think I can't fuck up every villain here to Tokyo" He said, then leaned into the camera.

"Eat my ass anyway. And maybe tonguefuck my belly button. Hell, just fuck me in general. That's what I'm trying to say - and do. And thanks" He said, taking what he'd given the audience earlier.

A massive tray of cookies, with two half-gallons of milk on it

"Now scram. This might get X-Rated"

He knocked on the door in front of him.

Colossus was definitely not palming his crotch and spreading mayonnaise on both sides of his sandwich as he jumped at the knock on the door. "Who is? Come back later. I'm busy. Very important business."

"It's Spider-Man" Wade said, pressing hos fat belly against the door, raising an eyebrow as he watched it spread out across the white, wooden thing like dough.

“Spider what?" Colossus sighed and got carefully off the bed so as not to disturb the two perfect triple stack sandwiches already prepared. He undid the latch and opened the door. "Wade... Er, I... Am surprised to see you out of the... Erm." How did this man keep finding suits big enough for him? He looked massive, utterly soft and round and-"can i help you? I'm very busy..."

"I just miss ya is all, big guy" Wade smiled, taking half a step forward so his foot was in the room, the tray bumping into Colossus'...

Oh gods. Blood was pumping in his ears at how to describe it.

Beer gut? Pot belly?

It looked a little meatier than either of those options.

"A friendship moment. Ya know how in the 90s sitcoms they bring cookies and milk to encourage big, important conversations? It’s happening now. I'm DJ Tanner. And you're my....my big, metal Kimmy Gibler...no...no scratch that, Ignore that. I'm Barbie. And you're chrome Ken." He smiled, raising his arms a little, the tray at Colossus' chest now.

"Cookies and chatting. The original title of Oprah's talk show." The fat anti-hero smiled, his cheeks rounding to apples beneath his mask

Colossus looked a little dubious, but if Wade was finally willing to talk...well the cookies looked good at least. "Very well. Come in. Sit…make yourself at home," he said, flushing as he saw the three very big sandwiches he had already made and the other half completed one. "I was just preparing my lunches for the week to save time," he said, taking the cookie tray and putting them on his desk as he went to clear some room for Wade to sit. His hand settled thoughtfully on his belly as he looked around. He elected to sit on his chair, though the arms were rather constricting nowadays. His hips and thighs filled the thing and his belly bulged out into his lap. "So..."

Wade kicked the door closed and hiked his mask up over his mouth, popping a cookie into it

He settled onto the bed across from Colossus. It didn't creak under his weight, but it did sink a little bit. Wade could feel his ass spread out beneath his, his belly bulging forward obscenely into his lap, thighs forced apart, but still so close to kissing. His love handles bloomed out over his trousers, forcing his shirt up a tick, his deep belly button on display

"So, looks like we have a mutual kink" Wade smiled.

Colossus flushed deeply and flung out a hand for a fistful of cookies so he wouldn't have to answer. He choked them down, then grabbed one of the half gallons and chugged down half of it quite easily. "I... I er... I am not certain I understand," Colossus insisted, even as his metallic forehead took on a bit of a well-oiled sheen. "What... Happened. I apologize my response was... Inappropriate. It will not happen again." He swallowed, almost certain it was currently happening again as his eyes swept over Wade's enormous mass.

Wade only grinned

He reached for one of Colossus' sandwiches, taking a massive bite of the over-mayoed monstrosity.

"Hey Dostoyevsky this isn't exactly how I saw us going down" Wade chuckled, reaching a hand down to hoist up - then drop his massive gut. The mountain of lard wobbled obscenely, causing his meaty tits to wobble and shake atop it.

"I always thought you'd end up plowing me in a field, granted it was usually after a romantic picnic, so the food was there. But I hadn't expected..." Wade gestured towards both of their guts, chomping into the sandwich again. He let out a belch, talking with his mouth full.

"But maybe it makes sense. All the rigidity. Was the only thing that kept you from giving in, one little slip up and you'd just want to go hog." Wade purred.

He crammed the rest of the sandwich into his mouth, grabbing the second half-gallon and chugging it for a moment.

He gave his belly a SLAP, forcing out another deep, wet belch.

Colossus tried to look away but could only stare. His hands clenched on the arm rests, the poor plastic protesting with some worrisome cracks. Wade... "You... Do not want the apology?" Colossus realized slowly. His lips parted. "The jokes... The flirting was not just jokes?" He stood, almost taking the chair with him as he did so. He snatched his sandwich back and ate the remains in one bite. "This is my lunch, piggy. Find your own," he rumbled, taking the plate with two others and tucking in as he thought. He paced a bit, his belly rolling and wobbling. He could feel it. He stopped abruptly, eyes narrowed. "Mutual kink. What means this? You also... Like..." His hand drifted to the chrome dome about his waist, rubbed it.

Wade smiled this time

"Oh yeah. Oh fuck yeah" He breathed.

Wade swallowed.

For once in his life, he was silent.

He simply nodded, his eyes wide, locked on Colossus' fat, silver middle, watching the metal hand run over it.

"Ah... I see," he swallowed, then tugged his shirt up and walked closer to where Wade was sitting. "You like... Big man." Colossus murmured, his muscle chub belly leading the way to Wade's. He breathed in, then out, then a long deep breath that inflated his stomach, the metalic skin tight and smooth and round. He slid a hand to it, pressing lightly. It had give. But just a little. "I cannot deny... You have been on my mind a lot lately, Wade," he rumbled, lifting his hand from his own belly and laying it on the fleshy one before him instead. He took another step and they were squashed belly to belly once again. Colossus's big hands hefted the mass and let it drop. "Fat little hog," he chided, rolling the rolls in thick fingers.

Wade was panted now, his wide eyes going wider as Colossus stepped closer.

"Yes! B-Big man! Huge man!" He moaned as Colossus tugged up his shirt, then moaned louder as the man squashed his metallic gut into Wade's own.

Wade squealed as the hero hoisted up his gut, arching his back into the man's hands, whining as it dropped, sending his flabby form into a sea of wobbles.

"I-Yes! Fuck!" He breathed, biting his lower lip hard.

Colossus let out a low chuckle. "Well. As we are both interested in a little... Fucking." His large hands swept up Wade's suit, taking a supple new tit in each. He rolled the nipples, squeezed until they rolled hard against his thumbs and then pushed the anti hero over, growling as he pressed himself against the fattened man, his own bulk squashing far less but still soft. Still warm. He rolled his hips against him, his cock fully hard and hot as he ground it into soft soft flesh.

Wade let out a loud cry.

"Fuck! Ah! I'd....I'd say buy me dinner first but...but fuck if I haven't eaten at least a hundred dinners in the past month" He panted.

"Oh fuck yes! Finally!" Wade said as Colossus tipped him over.

He groaned as Colossus pinned him, rutted into him.

Wade had never been more aroused in his life! Seeing this huge, sexy, controlled man lose himself! It was...it was-

"This is the best day of my goddamn life!" He squealed.

Both his hands flew to Colossus' thick, meaty ass, desperately squeezing is hands into the perfect lard there, his mouth opening to bite and suck on any piece of hot, molten metal he could find.

Colossus grunted, moaned, sped up his rhythm in response to Wade's hands. There was so much of him. Of them both. Oh it was better than he could say. With a growl and a low curse in Russian, Colossus flung Wade bodily onto the bed to straddle him better, the frame bouncing against the wall. His huge hands swept along Wade's wide hips, his big belly. He pinned his hips down with his own and straightened to fling off the overlarge t shirt, his own big wide barrel of a belly expanding and contracting as he panted, soft pecs drooping just a little. Then he shoved up Wade's suit and crushed their middles together, pinning the other man's hands above his head.

Wade was mad with need, with desire.

With lust.

"Fuck! Gods! Yes!" He cried, pre-cum staining his suit as Colossus threw him to the bed.

He arched his back, puffing out his mountainous gut as Colossus crush their overfed bellies together.

"Yes! Yes! I'm a fatty piggy! Your fat piggy!" He groaned, cock tenting his pants as Colossus pinned his arms above his head.

Wade bucked his hips wildly, his bloated form wobbling like mad against Colossus' own.

Time froze.

"And this is the part where it got really fucking kinky, kids" Wade said, winking to the camera

Time started again, and Wade looked to Colossus.

"Flip me over and fuck my fat ass while you eat the rest of those cookies, Moscow." Wade breathed

Colossus stared. Inhaled. And. Then did as asked. "Fuck! Yes, I will, piggy. Must make sure you don't eat it all. Save some for your Russian Bear." He seized Wade and flipped him over, knocking his thighs apart. He tore the spandex of off his ass and gave it a slap, rolling it in his hands.

Wade growled in kind, then moaned as he was flipped over, had his ass slapped, manhandled.

"You know" Wade said, mask still on, his massive, scarred, stretch-mark-kissed body wobbling like mad

He took a moment to let the camera pan all over him, a light, operatic melody playing as it took in his thoroughly fattened ass, each cheek at last two handfuls of perfect lard. His hanging gut, which nearly kissed the bed beneath him. His thick, juicy thighs, which traced to fatty cankles and tubby feet. His arms had lost all definition, sausage-like and fleshy, a pair of supple, perky tits hanging between them

"You know, after all the BBW pornography I watched in my time, I never thought I'd be the 'Fat-assed Bitch with Huge Gut and Big Tits' getting fucked by the 10 inch cock." Wade sniffled.

"Remember, boys and girls, just eat everything you can physically get into you, and your dreams can come true, too!"

Colossus meanwhile was parting Wade and slipping a hand between to seek his hole. There was no lubricant on hand. But he rather liked that challenge. He moaned and began prepping Wade with his mouth, his tongue smooth, hot, and wet as he went utterly to town, eating him out with wild enthusiasm, his hands locked on that huge soft ass hard enough to bruise.

Wade came. Hard.

It rocketed through him, causing his obliterated abs to tighten, then release, sending his entire body into a sea of desperate wobbles.

"Ah! Shit! F-Fuck!" The loud-mouthed anti-hero cried, "A-As if that gut wasn't a giveaway! Y-You know how to fucking *eat*" He moaned, hard again within the minute, his hands grasping desperately at the sheets below him.

Colossus gave him a parting lick and climbed on top of Wade, his breath coming in heavy warm gasps against the back of his neck. His heavy belly slotted into his back as he rubbed his cock along the man's cleft. "Ready for me piggy?" He purred, reaching down beneath Wade to cup and massage his tits again.

Wade was dumbfounded. Blissful.

He squealed as he felt that meaty gut smooth into his wide back, as he felt Colossus' hand fondle his fatty tits.

"Yes. Yes!" He breathed.

"Fuck me, Colossus! Fuck me, you big, huge, massive man!" He begged, his cock slapping at his hanging gut, head purple with arousal.

"With pleasure," Colossus growled, straightening. He grabbed the remaining dozen of cookies and laid them out on Wade's wide hips and back. Then he lined himself up, took hold of him and pushed in with a strangled moan. He gave himself a cookie... Okay two. Then he set to fucking, his hips rolling and pumping, pressing in deeper and deeper as Wade opened to him. He grasped a love handle with one hand and stuffed cookies into his mouth with the other, melted chocolate and crumbs smearing everywhere, his bulging belly bouncing against Wade with every thrust.

Wade's mouth. His loud, endless, ceaselessly talkative mouth, flew open in a silent "O”.

He'd never felt more pleasure in his entire life

He keened with pleasure, arching his back, sputtering and groaning as Colossus fucked him senseless. His entire body wobbled and shook, his gut hanging beneath him, slapping into his spread thighs, his cum-slicked cock as he moaned Colossus' name

Colossus moaned his own encouragement, swearing in Russian and English in kind now. He finished his cookies and crushed his full belly into Wade, spreading sticky kisses across his shoulders as he pumped in and out of the fattened antihero. He grabbed the hanging belly, hard, and fucked him faster, the bed creaking and banging into the wall. He came with a bellow, his hips jerking once twice three times as he spilled into him. He moaned and straightened, his cock slipping free as he sagged back onto his calves. "Oooh... Oh... Fuck me..." He gasped, his face and body shining like new chrome, his big meaty gut rising and falling. He stroked Wade's arse fondly. "Wade... Wade... How... How are you?"

Wade had come not once, but twice in the short time he'd been with Colossus that evening

He let his masked face fall forward into the man's mattress, purring loudly as his new, chrome love fondled his fat ass

His healing capabilities came in very handy after sex, and he rolled lazily over onto his back. He let his gut tower up above him for a moment, placing his hands on either side of it, giving it a jiggle as he cock his head cheekily at Colossus, his eyes mischievous

He rose, stumbling over to the extra sandwich on the man's desk. He took a dramatic bite of it, then waddled back to the bed, placing the mostly in tact thing into Colossus' hand

He found his position again, waving his fat ass at Colossus again, purring like a cat that wanted more pets

Colossus blushed, despite the fact that he really had no reason to blush after what had just happened. He pressed Wade's knees apart again and settled in to eat his sandwich off of him. Then he gathered his supplies again and proceeded to make two more sandwiches on top of him and eat them. Satisfied, he let out a low groan and a belch, moving up to rest against the headboard, nude, and really quite full, a hand on his bulging belly. He gently guided Wade to his side and put an arm around him. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?" He asked politely, taking the rest of his milk and drinking it down slowly, resting the carton on his own belly between sips.

"Enjoying the view" Wade responded.

He raised his mask, kissing Colossus' cheek, smoothing a gloved hand to his gorgeous, spherical belly

"You're....you're a good person." He said, after a moment

Then Wade nibbled on the mutant's silver earlobe

"Which makes you getting fat kind of, extra hot." He grinned, peppering the man's face with kisses again

Colossus blinked. Then smiled. He cupped Wade's cheek and kissed him properly on the lips. "Oh I don't know. Your blatant disregard for rules... Infuriating. But also. Very hot. Especially when it leads to this kind of wild abandon," Colossus chuckled, partibg Wade's big fat belly. He gave one of his tits a cheeky squeeze and pressed the remaining milk to his lips. "Drink up so you can grow big and strong like me."

Wade only giggled in response.

"Am I a bad influence on you, big boy?" He purred, then chugged the milk offer, winking dramatically, giving his fat gut a cheeky jiggle

"Entirely," Colossus rumbled, patting his own gut. "But i will risk it." He pulled Wade to him, kissing him deeply, bloated and fattened bodies melting together.

“Thank god" Wade murmured

"Cause I've already jacked it to the idea of you much, much bigger..."