late valentines day stuffing - louis gets stuffed full of different kinds of valentineâs day food made by harry <3
ârise and shine, babyâ
Louisâ eyes fluttered open at the sound of his beloved boyfriendâs voice, sitting up a little and rubbing at his eye with a chubby fist.
Harry was sitting at the edge of their giant bed with a large box of 16 heart shaped donuts. Louis yawned and sat up fully in interest, his round belly spilling into his lap and his tail fluffing up.
âMm, there you are,â Harry said fondly, scooting over to sit in front of Louis with his legs crossed. âHungry?â He shook the box of donuts.
âAlways am,â Louis agreed, laying back against the fluffy pillows and pushing the waistband of his sweatpants below the swell of his belly. He opened his mouth and patiently waited for the first mouthful of the sweet chewy dough.
Harry rolled his eyes and lifted the first donut to Louisâ plump lips, the hungry kitten taking a huge bite without hesitation. âMmmmâ Louis moaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he chewed lazily. âGod I love donuts.â
âI know you do,â Harry chuckled fondly, patting Louisâ belly. âYouâre in for a treat today, babyâ
âOh?â Louis hummed, his cheeks puffed full of donuts and glaze smeared across his face. He grabbed two donuts at the same time, taking huge bites out of each as he listened to Harry.
âIâve prepared loads of Valentineâs Day related foods to stuff your belly with todayâ Harry said, cupping Louisâ gut that was beginning to get bloated and less jiggly with every donut he swallowed.
Louis picked up the tall glass of strawberry milk sitting on the nightstand, taking huge gulps of it.
He burped wetly and turned back to Harry with flushed cheeks, âBetter make sure this belly is full then, hm?â He smiled, shoving the last donut in his mouth and flopping back down on the bed with his bloated belly gurgling in the air. He stifled a burp with his fist, âMm. That was good.â
Harry smiled cheekily and put a hand on Louisâ tummy, âYou full, baby?â
Louis shrugged, âSlightly. Still could fit more in here though.â He giggled, smacking his gut happily.
For lunch, Harry approached Louis with a tray of a dozen chocolate covered strawberries and another glass of milk, and Louis eagerly sat up from where he was lazing on the couch. His face fell and his ears drooped when he realized how small the portion was to him.
âWhat?â Harry said, raising a teasing eyebrow at Louis. âIs this portion too small for you?â He set the tray down on Louisâ lap and sat across from him.
âA littleâŠâ Louis mumbled, picking up one of the strawberries. He put on a pouty face and sadly bit into the strawberry.
âOh, donât give me that. This is an appetizer. I made pancakes. Theyâre still cooking in the kitchen.â Harry said, placing a hand on Louisâ tummy and jiggling it slightly. âNow, eat your strawberries while I get your pancakes. I expect half of them to be gone by the time I'm back.â He said with a wink, before disappearing into the kitchen again.
Louis smiled happily and nodded, eating two strawberries at one go.
When Harry came back, he was holding a plate loaded with a tall stack of heart shaped pancakes, topped with a generous amount of whipped cream, maple syrup and raspberries.
Harry set the plate down on the coffee table, and went over to inspect the tray of strawberries. He had finished the strawberries and Louis was happily belching and rubbing his still empty tummy.
âSuch a good kittenâ Harry praised, handing Louis the plate of pancakes. Louis grabbed his fork and knife and immediately cut into the thick stack of pancakes, shoving a huge bite into his mouth.
âOh godâ Louis moaned, âSo fucking good. Thank you, H.â He shoveled more of the fluffy pancakes into his mouth, moaning out with every swallow about how good it was.
Harry got up to refill Louisâ glass of milk, and when he came back, Louis had slowed down a little. He was chewing tiredly, one hand on his bloated gut that was spilling across his lap and his cheeks were smeared with cream and maple syrup.
âFull?â Harry asked, smiling when he sat down next to his bloated boyfriend. He handed Louis the glass of strawberry milk.
âKindaâ Louis mumbled, taking the class from Harry and sipping from it. Harry cut up some of the pancake and made sure it was loaded with whipped cream and held it up to Louisâ mouth.
âCome on baby, just a few more bites and then weâll go to bed and I'll rub your tummy.â Harry whispered, kissing one of Louisâ fat cheeks.
âO-Okayâ Louis managed to get out, opening his mouth and allowing Harry to feed him more of the sugary food.
By the time the plate was empty, Louisâ shirt had completely ridden up over his belly and the elastic of his sweatpants was clinging to his love handles. Louis gulped down the remainder of his milk and let out a huge belch, âFuckâ
âSuch a greedy piggyâ Harry praised, cupping Louisâ swollen gut with both hands and shaking it slightly.
âOh-â Louis burped, âDonât- So full.â
Harry chuckled and helped Louis onto his feet. âLetâs go upstairs hm?â He gently began guiding Louis towards the hallway.
However, the mention of stairs made Louis stop waddling, and he held onto Harryâs forearms tightly. âH-Harry I donât think I can climb the stairs right nowâ He whimpered with a hiccup, only thinking of the huge overstuffed belly poking out in front of him. âCan.. Can we rest in the guest bedroom instead?â
Harry smirked at Louisâ words and his hands trailed down to cup the round gut protruding out from Louisâ middle. âToo stuffed to get up two flights of stairs hm?â He teased with a grin. âMy poor kitten stuffed himself silly.â
Louis felt his cheeks burning from Harryâs words and he was already beginning to get out of breath from standing and how full his belly was. âPleaseâŠâ He whined, almost resting his full weight on Harry at this point.
âHm. Okay.â Harry agreed, letting go of Louis and smirking with his arms folded.
Louis stumbled slightly, grabbing one of the bookshelves for balance. âA-Arenât you gonna help me to the bedroom?â He asked in disbelief, small beads of sweat beginning to appear on his hairline.
âIâll meet you there. I wanna see how you waddle to the bedroom like a true piggy.â Harry explained, a coy smile plastered on his lips.
Louis hiccuped quietly, his cheeks flaming red. He looked between Harry and the doorway of the guest bedroom. God, it was a long walk. His belly gurgled and it forced a burp out of his mouth, âPlease Harryâ
Harry did not move. âGo onâ
With a sigh, Louis let go of the bookshelf and began carefully waddling towards the bedroom. He placed one hand on the top of his belly and the other at the bottom, making sure it doesnât get jostled with every step. The floorboards were creaking as he walked over them, the old wood no match for his overweight frame.
Harry happily followed behind him, taking note of how Louisâ arse was jiggling slightly with every step.
By the time Louis had reached the bedroom and flopped onto the bed, he was a burping, gasping mess. He had completely stripped out of his tight clothes, and was laying on the bed completely naked with the air conditioning blasting while cuddling a pillow. âBelly rubs?â He mumbled, his sleepy blue eyes on the verge of closing.
âOf course babyâ Harry grinned, getting into the bed with Louis and putting an arm around him. Louis hummed and let go of the pillow, wrapping his arms around Harryâs slim waist, his fluffy white tail coming up to curl around Harryâs thigh as he nuzzled his nose against his collarbones instead. âCutest piggy iâve ever seen.â Harry teased, poking Louisâ hard stomach.
âShut up and rub my belly.â
Louis waddled into the kitchen after a long post-stuffing nap, dressed in a cute crop top with a kitten on it, as well as a pair of pink panties with ruffles that his tail was peeking out of. His tummy that was empty was hanging out of it, his belly button exposed completely. He was hit with the amazing aroma of pasta sauce and garlic bread. His belly grumbled loudly, catching Harryâs attention.
âLooks like someoneâs hungryâ Harry chuckled, taking off his oven mittens and smirking at Louis.
âYeah..â Louis blushed, staring down at the kitchen floor. Harry walked over to him and wrapped his arms around Louisâ pudgy hips, hands trailing down to cup his plump ass, His white tail winding around Harryâs forearm. Louis giggled and buried his nose in Harryâs neck, shaking his ass against Harryâs palms cheekily. Harry smiled playfully and led Louis over to the table, pulling out the chair for him and bowing.
âWhat a gentlemanâ Louis giggled, plonking himself down on the chair and smiling at Harry gratefully. The chair creaked a little under his weight, causing Louis to blush. Harry walked over to the oven and pulled out a giant tray of lasagna from the oven and set it in front of Louis with a smile on his face. âAll this⊠for me?â Louis mumbled, his cheeks flaming again as Harry filled up his wine glass.
Harry nodded and kissed louisâ chubby cheek, handing Louis a fork before sitting across from him and pulling his bowl of salad towards himself. âWell? Eat up, babyâ harry encouraged, taking a bite of his salad while keeping his eyes on Louis the whole time.
They made small talk as they ate, Louis practically inhaling the lasagna and moaning about how good it was. Harry finished his salad quickly and decided to just sit opposite Louis and coo about how adorable he looked with the sauce smeared across his cheeks and his double chin peeking out over the napkin that was tucked into his shirt.
By the time half of the lasagna was gone, sweat beads were beginning to gather at Louisâ hairline and his cheeks were tinted a warm pink from the wine. He burped quietly and leaned back in his chair, âIâm⊠Kinda fullâ he mumbled, chubby hands cupping his belly.
Harry smiled and rose from his chair, rubbing a hand across Louisâ huge stomach. He picked up the fork and gathered a huge bite on it, holding it up to Louisâ lips. âCome on, loveâ He smacked Louisâ gut and it jiggled slightly, âSee? you still have room in here. Open up, darlingâ
Louis opened his mouth and allowed Harry to stuff the fork heaped with lasagna in, chewing slowly with his hands rubbing across his belly gingerly. Harry fed him the last few bites, and then finally grabbed the napkin and started wiping at Louisâ face and cleared away the empty tray.
The kitten burped loudly and leaned back, his belly spilling out across his thighs and pressing up against the table. âSoâŠ..fullâ he whined, another large burp escaping him. he sipped slowly from his wineglass, extremely full and tipsy after that huge meal. Harry chuckled and patted Louisâ full belly, walking over to the fridge and opening it.
âyouâre not done just yet, babeâ Harry said cheerfully, pulling out a tall mason jar full of what looked like a pink concoction. âIâve made you a strawberry milkshake, Iâd like for you to drink it all.â He set it in front of Louis and unscrewed the lid, topping it off with a hearty amount of fluffy whipped cream.
Louis looked between Harry and the glass with wide eyes, his belly so tight that he was gasping.
âWell?â Harry said, raising an eyebrow at him. Louis whimpered and grabbed the glass with both hands, lifting it to his lips and beginning to chug it. Harry chuckled happily and patted his gut, âMy best piggyâ
Louis gasped and pulled away from the glass, his lips smeared with whipped cream. âI- I canât-â he was cut off with a wet burp, followed by a hiccup. His belly was so full, pressing up against the table and so heavy he was getting sleepy.
âCome on, just halfway to goâ Harry encouraged, âRemember, you just gotta say the safeword if you wanna tap out my love. Can you recall what it is?â Harry reminded him, kissing his temple.
âYeahâŠ. Sâcupcakeâ He mumbled, lifting the thick milkshake to his lips again. He gulped the rest of it down as Harry rubbed soothing circles across the expanse of his belly. Louis slammed the empty glass down on the table once he was done, âC-cupcakeâ he burped, completely gasping.
âYeah, youâre done my loveâ Harry praised, âdid so well for me, yeah?â He took a minute to take in Louisâ wrecked appearance, his tight crop top completely ridden up to his nipples, his belly hanging in between his spread thighs. His eyes were shut, leaning back in his chair with his chest heaving.
âC-cuddleâ Louis managed to get out, reaching out for Harry.
âOf courseâ Harry replied, grabbing Louis from under his armpits and hoisting him onto his feet. âcome on, letâs get you to the guest room.â Harry guided him down the hallway, the kitten clinging to him the whole way.
Once they got to the guest room, Harry helped Louis strip out of his clothes and clean his face, before getting into the bed beside him. Louis yawned and rubbed his belly tiredly, âI ate too muchâ he whined, a small burp escaping.
Harry chuckled and joined Louisâ hands on his belly, âyou did perfect for meâ Harry said as he kissed Louisâ cheek. âDid you enjoy yourself?â
âMhm. Was goodâ Louis mumbled, his eyelids getting heavier by the second. His ears were completely flat against his feathery hair.
Harry smiled and rubbed Louisâ belly some more, rocking him carefully to sleep. Theyâd definitely be doing this again.