#ugh please

we all know he’s a munch. i haven’t been able to stop thinking about the idea of reader claiming they “don’t like head” (bc they’ve never had any good head)(reader and remmick also wouldn’t be together yet in this scenario) and remmick is gobsmacked and lowkey offended lmao and basically DEMANDS to make reader feel good teehee.

if this is not something that’s up your alley then no worries at all!! keep up the amazing work and good luck in everything:3

gonna give you this face when he hears that 😭

It isn’t until mid way though shopping for new clothes (as I’ve grown out of my last pair of underwear) and shoes (as a gift since I did so good recently), that I realize you’ve been feeding me various foods and drinks. My tummy is full of food and my bladder full of piss.

I manage to tell you I need to pee but you ignore me and buy me a large tea, when I say I can’t because I need to pee, you give me a confused look “I thought you said ‘I want some tea’” you pass it to me and give me The Look which means I have to finish whatever you just gave me.

I whimper and slowly start to drink the tea. We are maybe three hours into our shopping trip and I’m already feeling full. You warn me that if we leave before our scheduled four hour trip is up, I’ll be punished. So you remind me to be on my best behaviour and drag me to try on underwear, then tight bodysuits and swimsuits, then various dresses, shorts that I can hardly button and dresses that hide nothing.

You finally buy me a pair of shorts that are one feeding away from popping the buttons off, a dress that hides nothing and is clearly a maternity dress, and two bodysuits that were too tight on me and squished all my belly out of its cutouts.