#pred!deceit

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Deceit was reading on the couch, enjoying the rare quiet. The other sides were in the Imagination, doing something. Deceit didn't care so he didn't ask. It was an all arms out kind of day.

The blissful quiet was broken by the creaking of a stair. Deceit lifted the book to see Patton shuffle over.

"Patton? I thought you were with the other sides?"

"No. I stayed." He crawled onto the couch and snuggled into Deceit's lap, burying his face into his stomach.

Deceit let two arms encircle Morality and squeeze him close while two more set the book aside. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah. Just kinda tired, I was napping." He looked up at Deceit and his eyes were shining, the sleepy haze gone. "Let's play a game!"

"What kind of game?" He stuck a bookmark in the book.

"Could you chase me?"

Deceit paused, glancing down at Patton. "What? Chase you?"

"Mhm." He snuggled back into his middle, shifting sizes to be smaller. "Like a kid. I want to run around, and I can't do that when the others are around."

"Okay. Do you want a monster chasing you?" He stuck his tongue out, it was thin and forked.

"Maybe a soft monster." Patton hopped up. He was the size of a little kid, about six or so, but he looked the same.

Deceit put his extra set of arms away and crouched down to be eye level with Patton. "I'll let you get a head start."

Patton hugged him around his neck tightly. "Thank you, Deceit!" He took off at a sprint, giggling.

Deceit stood, brushed off his clothes, and then gave chase.

Patton was rushing around, surprisingly fast. Deceit was softly laughing as he chased the smaller than usual side.

Patton, however, was giggling like no tomorrow.

They ran around until eventually Deceit managed to scoop Patton up in his arms. "Gotcha!" Deceit had caught him at the bottom of the stairs.

"N-no!" Patton squealed and tried to squirm away. "No, the monster got me!" 'He devolved into giggles.

"And he's going to gobble you up." Deceit softly hissed. "You'll be in my belly." He squeezed Patton close, nuzzling his hair and trying to catch his breath.

"No!" Patton squirmed playfully, and it made Deceit hungry. "Don't eat me!"

Deceit grew a little to make it easier on himself and then started to ease Patton into his mouth.

Patton squirmed a little, but also tried to help himself wiggle into Deceit's throat. He didn't mind being in his belly, it was soft and warm, though he was a little too big to go down easy, so he shrunk a little more.

Deceit eased Patton in, trying to lick at him to make it easier, and after a very tight squeeze, the little side spilled into his gut.

A sigh left the enlarged side and a second set of arms cradled his bloated stomach. Patton had shifted back to little kid size and so he had to adjust his clothing to accommodate his belly.

"Comfortable in there?" Deceit wandered towards the living room again, intent on continuing his book.

"Uh huh." Patton stretched a little and Deceit could see a bulge where Patton pushed against his stomach. "It's so soft."

"Thank goodness I'm part snake. You were quite the mouthful." Deceit softly patted his stomach.

"Oh." Patton pulled his hands back. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"I'm fine, Patton, I swear." He softly rubbed his stomach and settled on the couch again, all six hands just softly rubbing his stomach in one way or another. "Even so, we'd be okay."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Just rest, Patton." Deceit finally picked the book back up. "I'll protect you."

Patton squirmed a little into Deceit's belly. He softly patted his gut. Patton was asleep in less than a minute.

He had just made it to the bottom of the page when somebody jumped onto his back. Deceit shoved a bookmark into the book and then glared over his shoulder.

Remus was clinging to his back. "You got bigger. Are you hungry?"

Deceit sighed and pulled him over the back of his couch and sat him on the couch beside him. "My stomach is occupied."

"I don't mind. Who's in there?" He hugged Deceit's bulging stomach.

"Patton, and he is asleep."

"Oh." Remus whispered. "Why?"

"He wanted me to chase him around, and then I swallowed him."

"Hm...... Could you chase me around like a horror movie monster?" He clambered into Deceit's lap and looked up at him with big pleading eyes. "Please?"

Deceit sighed. "You'll need to be quiet. I'm not waking up Patton just so you can practice your screaming."

"Okay... I'll be a guy in a horror movie then. No high pitched screams, I promise. Just make it scary!"

Deceit sighed and flicked out the house lights with a wave of a hand. "Run."

Remus scrambled out of the room.

Deceit chuckled and stood, two hands still supporting his belly. "Come Patton." He shifted to a large, monstrous body. "We're going on a hunt."

Tired squirming happened as Patton rolled over and snuggled into his belly and Deceit clutched his heart, momentarily weak. "You're the most precious thing."

Deceit shook his head, focusing himself, and shifted into hunting mode, doing his best to keep Patton comfortable and asleep while he would stalk Remus.

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Remus was under the kitchen table. He knew Deceit lived for fearplay, and Remus himself loved fearplay from both ends of the chase.

He stifled his breathing with his hands as he heard footsteps approaching.

Deceit was large, and his body was much more monstrous than usual. It made wonderful chills go down his spine as he curled in on himself, heart racing.

"Remussss." Deceit's voice was low, and it rasped like a ghost. Chills went down his spine again at hearing his name called by a monster. "Remussss."

His slow, circling stalk paused, and he saw the knees shift for Deceit to bend down with a weight in his belly.

Remus vanished to the door frame between the kitchen and the hallway. He finally saw a glimpse of Deceit's whole body and it terrified him.

The legs were just long enough to not accidentally human, and one was rotated just too far in the socket. A set of hands cradled the swollen belly not unlike a pregnant lady, but Remus knew sweet Patton's body was pushing his belly out like that. Four arms, each slightly too long clutched the table and his head was tilted like his neck was broken. One eye pierced the dark with a yellow reflection, and it was settled right on Remus.

Deceit hissed quietly, fangs flashing, and Remus sprinted off, just staring long enough to see Deceit nearly glide over the table. Remus didn't dare look behind him as the monster Deceit transformed into chased him, unable to say or do anything beside run.

The chase was good, Remus managed to stay ahead, but the coffee table tripped him up when he went to vault over the couch, slamming face first into the seat.

Hands grabbed Remus by the back of his clothes and lifted him into the air. He shivered as Deceit slowly licked his lips.

Remus whimpered quietly as he opened. Deceit had huge fangs, and Remus shuddered, loving every second of it.

"Don't fussssss." Deceit hissed and started to ease Remus in feet first. He squirmed around and quietly protested.

Deceit was gulping quickly, pushing the side into his stomach, and after a minute of protesting against the tight throat, Remus was curled up in Deceit's belly with Patton.

The little guy squirmed as Remus settled around him, breathless and heart pounding.

"Hn." Patton grunted in Remus' arms. "Leggo."

"Heya pops."

Patton sat up, growing to his full size quickly. Remus wheezed from the weight and Deceit shifted larger to accommodate the bed weight in his belly.

"Remus?! How'd you get in here!"

"I also ate him." Deceit drummed his fingers against his round belly. "You slept through it."

"Oh." Patton shrunk back down, and Deceit followed now that the strain wasn't painful. "You want to snuggle?"

Remus nodded and hugged Patton tightly.

Deceit settled down, four hands tending to his stomach while the other two picked up his book again. Remus was holding Patton, and, even though Remus had been terrified minutes ago, the two eventually drifted off to sleep.

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Bonus:

Virgil blinked and rubbed his eyes to ensure he saw what he thought he was seeing.

Yup. That was Deceit, propped up in his comfy chair, asleep, book on his lap, the rest of his hands cradling a swollen belly. A simple touch told him Patton and Remus were inside.

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The 'Black Void' restaurant was ready for the five course meal. Deceit came in, hung his hat on a hook and ran his fingers through his hair while he settled at a table, peeling his gloves off and setting them on his lap, under his napkin.

He glanced over the menu in front of him, trying to decide who was in what dish. He'd been fasting all day in anticipation for this meal, and had went all out for his bit. His role of fine diner.

The other sides had better show the same commitment for their parts of the meal. He'd heard them at work in the kitchen as he'd prepared a nice suit for himself for his special meal.

Careful weeks of planning on his end ensured every side would be ending the day in his stomach along a lovely meal.

After choosing a wine, his first dish came out.

A smirk started to play with his lips as he saw Logan glance up at him from in a bowl of noodles and broth.

"Ah. Logan. I didn't expect to see you so soon." Deceit casually picked up the chopsticks on his napkin. "First out of the kitchen."

"I merely chose soup for my menu item." He adjusted his glasses and sunk slightly lower into the broth. "I wasn't the one who chose whom be sent out as your first course."

"Don't be nervous. I'll be gentle." He started to eat.

That was something Deceit simply loved about the imagination. Yes, occasionally a giant squid tried to grab you and do horrible things to you, but the noodles never were horribly soggy like packaged Ramen was famous for doing; and it didn't matter the level of cooking ability, the food was delicious.

The noodles were about half gone when Deceit loosened his tie to make it easier to swallow them. He picked Logan out from the bowl, a chopstick firmly under each arm. The logical side was wearing swim shorts and a muscle shirt, the kind normally seen around public pools.

"What's with the outfit?" Deceit chuckled softly.

"I did not wish to have my regular attire smell of pork flavoring."

"I should thank you for showing me those shapely calves." Deceit watched the little man drip the mostly clear brown broth for a moment more, squirming uncomfortably, and then started to swallow him.

Deceit eased Logan's feet in first, swallowing softly as he continued to ease the miniature side down his throat, tongue cushioning his back.

Deceit softly groaned as he removed the chopsticks, Logan eased into his mouth most of the way. The taste of the little man was phenomenal.

Meaty, and a little salty from the broth he'd been resting in. The pork flavoring had really enchanted the tiny man's natural flavor, and Deceit couldn't help himself as he slowly swallowed, pulling him all the way in. The licked the back of his head softly, slowly, then swallowed deeply.

A hand traced his neck as Logan slipped down, past the collar bone, and came to rest on his stomach as it became taut under his fingertips. Still a little squish to it, but firmer then when he'd sat down.

"Mmmm." He sighed, other hand coming to rest on his stomach. "Logan, you taste wonderful. Absolutely wonderful."

"I've been told." He squirmed slightly, and Deceit sighed softly at the sensation. "Your stomach is..... Pleasant."

"Get comfortable for the moment. You won't be my only course for long." Deceit polished off the noodles and the broth.

The chopsticks were replaced with a knife, fork and spoon. A salt and pepper shaker appeared next to the candle that lit the table and the single yellow rose in a thin vase, alongside a butter dish. The bowl was whisked away by a nameless waiter.

Deceit sipped his wine while Logan settled down in the pit of his belly. A soft moan left him and a hand settled on his stomach.

After a few more long seconds, a small plate was brought out.

On it sat a half foil wrapped baked potato, cut down the middle, the insides already fluffed. A small mound of cheese sat to the side. Patton was also in the potato, blushing as he looked up at Deceit.

"Hey, Dee."

"Pleasure to see your sweet little face." Deceit removed the foil and widened the opening a little more. "Though I guessed I'd see you in dessert, not my appetizer."

"This meal is just full of surprises, huh?" He chuckled as Deceit cut a healthy pat of butter before putting it on Patton. "How was Logan?"

"Satisfying." He gave his stomach a firm pat. "Cover your face." He lightly salted and peppered the potato.

Patton scooted back as Deceit dug a fork into the meat of the potato. "I hope you enjoy it, really, we tried really hard to make it tasty for you."

He ate a few bites of potato, eyes briefly shutting with pleasure at the smooth, buttery flavour.

Patton was picked up on the next forkfull. He briefly noted the onesie on Patton before easing him into his mouth. Deceit managed to cram Patton a little inelegantly into his mouth and just held the miniature side.

His tongue pinned him to the roof of his mouth while he swallowed potato then let Patton squirm around.

While cheese was sprinkled on the rest of the potato, he felt his lips part. Deceit lifted his spoon and saw his reflection. Patton had a leg out, readjusting.

Deceit slid his head back and gulped deeply. Patton slid down into his throat, disappearing with a smooth 'gulck' noise.

Warmth filled his stomach as Patton spilled onto Logan. Deceit kept a hand on his firmed belly.

"Buttery and smooth, Patton." He stroked his stomach teasingly. "Everyone comfortable?"

Logan relayed they were and Deceit continued with the potato.

The utensils refreshed themselves and his wine glass filled. He took a few more sips and then his salad came out.

Roman was sitting among the berries and vegetables, covered in raspberry vinegarette, looking embarrassed as he tried to cover his bare chest.

He only wore gym shorts.

"My my." He softly whispered, taking a little bit of the vinegarette on his finger and licking it. "Don't you look scrumptious?"

Roman blushed hard. "I, uh.... I lost the position of main course."

Deceit picked up his fork and picked Roman up first thing. He hummed quietly, appraising Roman. He knew the light, delicate flavor of the side and did enjoy it, but he was trying to decide if he'd swallow him first or wait.

He decided to wait.

And wait he did, Deceit let the last of the honestly delicious salad settle in his belly before turning his attention to Roman.

"Are you finished?" Roman was sitting in the bottom of the bowl, covered in little bits of vegetable.

"I was saving the big mouthful for last." He licked his lips. "I do enjoy the creative sides flavours so much."

Roman glanced away as he was picked up in the end of a spoon.

Deceit licked his lips before opening wide and sliding Roman in his mouth. He was thoroughly prodded and tasted by Deceit's tongue before being slipped down his throat.

Deceit sighed deeply as his stomach started to swell under his fingers. He had started to be full as soon as Patton was in, but now, with another course and a half inside him, he was quite full.

Pressure built in his gut as Roman got settled, and he tried to stifle the belch that resulted.

"Excuse me." He stroked his outward bulging stomach. "Ready for the main?"

"It's a little cramped." Patton's little voice floated out from behind his shirt. "Maybe don't eat so much of the dishes."

"I intend to clean my plate." Deceit continued to rub his stomach, full to the brim on light sides. "This meal is just so delicious. My compliments to the chefs."

The miniature sides settled after a minute and Deceit had to suppress another burp as the main course was set before him.

Remus was suggestively sprawled across a bed of rice, the garnish clamped between his teeth. He wore nothing but his underwear and a single sock.

"Hello, Dee." He smirked and stroked his chest, smearing the sauce he and the plate were drizzled in. "Like what you see?"

"I do." Deceit took a bite of rice and slowly swallowed.

Remus whined and sat up. "C'mon, Dee. I love having food fill up a tum around me!"

He rested the fork tines against Remus' chest and pushed him back to laying down. "Be patient. You will be eaten in time."

"But... But!" He whined loudly. "I want to snuggle with the others while you eat! Feel the mush fill up your sexy gut!"

Deceit continued to eat rice, ignoring Remus' whining.

Eventually, a fork slipped under Remus' rear and scooped him up. Remus had one hand balancing himself as he was raised to Deceit's mouth.

"Yes, finally!" He grinned and squirmed a little on the fork. "Eat me!"

Deceit opened up and Remus nearly jumped in. He hummed quietly as Remus squirmed into his mouth, tasting the miniature side.

Remus had a much more earthy taste than his twin. More raw and natural. Kind of like a mushroom, especially with how he'd seasoned himself.

Deceit tilted his head back and swallowed deeply.

One hand rested on his stomach while the other wiped his mouth. Remus loved to squirm, and he'd gotten the sauce everywhere.

He could feel the squirming in his belly and sat back in the chair, ruining his posture for the moment. He could feel the weight of the other sides in his stomach, resting against his spine and other internal organs.

His shirt pulled at the buttons around his stomach and he softly massaged his gurgling belly. A muffled argument reached his ears while they settled, and Deceit softly belched.

They were just all so delicious deep in his stomach, and he still had the rest of this plate and dessert to go.

After a long minute of him just leaned back, enjoying the full sensation and sipping his wine, he went back to the plate.

Remus squirmed excitedly in his belly as it filled and Deceit had to bite back a moan. He had gluttonous tendencies, he just tried to hide them so his posh reputation wasn't ruined.

Dessert was served, and his shirt showed a little of his stomach from where it pulled on the buttons.

Virgil was lounging in a little coffee cup, in his regular attire. On the plate was a thick wedge of black forest cake. It made his mouth water as he leaned forward, propping an elbow up on the table.

"Oh you boys spoil me with these treats." He softly moaned as he waved the wine glass away.

Virgil moved a little in the cup and have a little handwave as an acknowledgement.

"Hello to you too, Virgil." He picked up the cup in both hands. "I didn't think I'd see you here."

"Roman said I'd taste best here." He was bright red and he sunk down a little.

"And right he was." Deceit took a little sip of the decaf coffee, and he felt someone kick at his stomach. It was delightful.  

He dug into the cake, ambitions lowered a little. Nobody would believe Virgil if he said that Deceit was secretly a glutton.

That was Remus' "thing" when it came to predatory nature. To be a glutton. It couldn't also be Deceit, dressed up in a suit for most of his time when he had a stomach full of prey.

"Phenomenal." Deceit softly moaned after swallowing a bite of cake. "Compliments to the chef for this wonderful meal." He gave his stomach a firm pat.

His eyes flicked to Virgil, who was staring at his stomach, blushing deeply.

"Like what you see?" He leaned back and rested a hand on his bloated stomach, swollen with food and the other sides.

Virgil looked away, beet red.

Deceit reached over and plucked Virgil out of the cup and settled him against the half eaten cake.

"What are you doing?" Virgil squirmed.

"Having a little coffee with my cake." He scooped Virgil up with a nice bite of cake. "Surely you don't mind?"

Virgil glanced down at Deceit's stomach, which gurgled with perfect timing. He glanced up at Deceit and shook his head. "I - I volunteered to be dessert."

Deceit slid the anxious little side into his mouth and moaned slightly at the taste. He was almost bitter, but the whipped cream and the rich chocolate cake made it just delicious.

Virgil squirmed slightly on his tongue as Deceit licked at the little man.

With a sigh, Deceit swallowed. He stroked his throat, feeling the little lump slip down into his chest.

His hands settled on his stomach and he sighed happily. He was so deliciously full. He softly patted his bloated stomach and then went back to his cake and decaf coffee.

Soon, he was leaned back in his chair, and he finished untying his tie and started to unbutton his shirt around his stomach to let it have room, and also to stop the shirt from stretching. He unbuttoned his pants and propped his feet up on the table, picking some vegetable out of his teeth with a toothpick.

The weight was comfortable and wonderful in his lap. The little squirms were heavenly against his fingertips.

He'd kill for meals like this more often, but the rarity is what makes them so incredible.

Teeth clean, Deceit softly started to rub his stomach with one hand, sighing happily. "The meal was first-rate. I'll be going to bed soon. Is everyone comfortable?"

General agreement.