A Growing Desire
This is a continuation to my previous story ‘A Beach Stuffing’. Here we see Lance helping Keith with his board shorts situation. Enjoy! This was written for @get-beached 2020.
Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender / Prompt: Beach + Too Fat for things (clothes) + Ice Cream / Word Count: 514
As Lance walks over to Keith, he frantically begins to cover up the rip his massive thighs had done to his board shorts.
“Hey big man… I thought I would check in on you and see if you needed these,” Lance says as he passes a new pair of board shorts to Keith, who was still red-faced. “When you were left this morning, I saw that your current ones were looking tight, very tight… and by the looks of things, I think I was just in time,” Lance giggles.
“Shut up” Keith grumbles, as he snatches the new board shorts from Lance. “It was all that stupid food you gave me.”
“Oh wow… you ate them all already?” Lance replies as he looks over into the empty cooler bag. “Someone must’ve been hungry,” teases Lance and he pokes Keith’s belly.
“Ugh… just turn around and give me some privacy,” replies Keith as he begins changing into the new pair of board shorts. The label on them red extra-large as Keith lets out a sigh.
Lance who had turned around, started to think about his friend’s much larger body. He could not resist a sneak peek at Keith’s soft belly. His abs were covered by a mountain of fat. He now had a large, protruding belly and a hefty set of man-boobs. He could not believe how much weight he had put on in the last few months. His face had rounded out as he had developed a cute pair of chubby cheeks. He wanted to put his hands all over his soft fat. Keith began grunting as he struggled to lift his board shorts past his thighs.
“Damn… so hot,” Lance whispers under his breath, turning red-faced.
“Shit!” yells Keith. He turns around to find Lance obviously gawking at him. “Well don’t just stand there and look. Help me, idiot”
Lance, still blushing, walks over and stands in front of Keith. Trying to compose himself, he begins to squeeze Keith board shorts up past his thighs, without much success. Lance then kneels on the soft sand to get a better grip. With Keith’s belly directly in his face, Lance could barely breathe. It looked so soft, so squeezable, so kissable.
Keith who was just standing there, arms crossed exclaims, “Are you even helping?”
Lance then snaps out of his trance and pushes Keith’s board shorts up. He then hops back on his feet and says, “See all done.” He then gives Keith’s belly and pat and remarks, “Did you want to head over to the ice-cream parlour?” Keith’s belly lets an audible rumble. “Hmmm, I take that as a yes,” giggles Lance.
“Fine, but I’ll only have one,” Keith replies as he tries to settle his stomach. He could not believe he was still hungry,
“That’s what you said last time, and you ended up eating half the shop,” Lance mocks.
“Did not,” remarks Keith.
“Well I have proof,” Lance says as he jiggles Keith’s belly. All Lance could think about was how hot Keith looked and how much bigger he could make him.
