Shinji smiled with cherry red lips. "Oh," he cried, "I'm so beautiful, Kaworu-san!"

He was looking at himself in the mirror. Kaworu had gotten him ready to go out for the day; they were about to leave the house, when Shinji had asked Kaworu to pause so he could examine himself. He was sitting in his immense bariatric wheelchair, almost a bed on wheels it was so wide and long. It held the fattened body of Shinji Ikari, the former pilot of Unit-01, who had been fed and pampered to an eye-watering size. He currently tipped the scales at 401 kilograms.

His enormous bulk was dressed in fine clothes of a feminine manner. He wore a huge muumuu, a dress the size of a large tent. He had many of them, and today's was one of his favorites: a white dress with a pattern of red cherries on it. He wore expensive sandals on his feet, showing off his painted toenails. He had gotten his toenails and his fingernails painted bright red the other day; he had picked the color out himself. He wore very expensive jewelry, all red-toned to match his nails. He wore a ring on his right hand and a ring on his left, one ring with a garnet and one ring with a ruby. He wore a pearl necklace around his neck, extra-large to stretch around his fat chins and jowls. At Kaworu's suggestion, Shinji had gotten his ears pierced a few months ago, and now he loved to wear earrings; today, he was wearing gold earrings set with rubies.

His fat pig's face had been beautified with makeup. He wore foundation and blush, and as mentioned, he wore cherry red lipstick today. He had soft pink eyeshadow adorning his eyes, and he wore mascara that made his eyelashes seem full and lush.

Shinji smiled into the mirror. His triple chin oozed downward and his plump cheeks flexed from the movement of his mouth.

"I look so good today, Kaworu-san," said Shinji, turning his head from side to side. "I do love these earrings. They're such beautiful shapes!"

"Pretty jewelry for a pretty boy," said Kaworu, patting Shinji's soft shoulder. "We must make you look resplendent, my pet. You deserve to wear the finest things."

Shinji continued to gaze at himself. "This muumuu makes my belly look so good. The white really shows it off!"

"It makes your bottom look good too, Shinji-kun. You can't see it, but I can."

"Oh, of course!" Shinji laughed. "I have the best ass. And my new diapers! They're so comfortable, I'm so glad we went up a size. The old size was just a bit too tight around my waist."

"A bigger boy needs bigger diapers," Kaworu said, reaching down to rub the vast expanse of Shinji's right butt cheek. "Especially with your habit of filling them to the brim."

"Oh, I'll definitely be doing that while we're out, that's for sure," said Shinji, waving his painted nails at the mirror. "I had such a big breakfast today. All that sausage and eggs... it'll be just about poopoo time, I think, while we're out."

"And we are going to the shopping district, correct, Shinji-kun?"

"Yes, Kaworu-san," said Shinji, settling back in his wheelchair and making it creak. "I want to get a new purse. A red one. Maybe... Prada? Or Chanel. Something really nice. I need another purse to match more of my wardrobe, now that we've gotten all these new muumuus and all this new jewelry."

"In the meantime, though, my pet, I think you should carry the white one today."

"That's exactly what I was going to say!" said Shinji with a simpering smile. "You really do know me so well, Kaworu-san." He sighed with a blush, and put his fat hand on his saggy boy boob. "You know me so well... you love me so much."

Kaworu stroked the back of Shinji's other hand. Shinji whimpered. "Let me get you your purse, my pet," said Kaworu, going to the closet. He emerged with a white handbag, this one made by Dior. He handed it to Shinji, and Shinji settled it on the billowing slope of his fat belly.

"Will you get me my Prada sunglasses, Kaworu-san? I think I want them today, not the Guccci ones."

"Here you are, my pet," said Kaworu, sliding the designer sunglasses onto Shinji's fattened head. "And now, at last, I believe it is time to go."

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The growl came from the vast gut, and Shinji's fat face rippled. "Ooh," he cooed, "feeling a bit... a bit peckish, Kaworu-san. We should probably get a snack first, before we go purse shopping."

"Your favorite doughnut shop is on the way to the shopping district, Shinji-kun," said Kaworu, rubbing his shoulder. "We can stop in and get you a quick dozen on the way to shop."

"Sounds like a great time," said Shinji. He gripped the handle of his purse in his plump hands. "Now let's go!"

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Pub: 17 Aug 2025 00:19 UTC

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