Shinji Ikari puckered his plump lips. "Kaworu-san..." he breathed. "Kiss me."
Kaworu Nagisa smiled. His red eyes narrowed. He took hold of Shinji's enormous fat left breast. He leaned in. "Of course I will, my beloved pet..."
Shinji sighed in pleasure as Kaworu kissed him on the lips. He was lounging enormously in his huge bariatric wheelchair, filling it to the brim with his engorged bulk. Shinji's voluminous body filled the wheelchair to the brim. He weighed 405 kilograms. He was huge. A resplendent blob of fat flesh, wrapped in a lavender muumuu. The huge dress was clinging tightly to all of Shinji's pulchritude, sticking to his soft, sagging flab. It was probably getting a bit too small. It was the size of a large tent, but Shinji had fattened himself up against its limits.
He was so incredibly huge. He was a billowing swath of fat flab, a great dollop of sticky white blubber as big as a livestock animal. His enormous buttocks, his voluminous hips, his billowing thighs, his titanic belly, his huge breasts, and his fine, fattened face, it all was an overflowing ooze of obesity. The former pilot of Unit-01 was a pile of lard. An immense ocean of blubber. He was so big, so huge, so fat.
And so gay. "Mmmm," mumbled Shinji in pleasure as Kaworu kissed him deeply. They were off in a shady corner of the park, where Kaworu had wheeled Shinji to get some relief from the sun. It was a warm summer day and the fat boy was sweating profusely between his folds and rolls, giving him quite a pungent odor. And now, here, in the shade and the quiet, Kaworu made out with his fat pet. Shinji's eyes were shut and he leaned back, allowing Kaworu to press against his bulky body. He allowed Kaworu into his fat flesh, and yielded to his thinner, stronger form.
"My beautiful boy..." whispered Kaworu as he pulled away from Shinji's lips. He stroked Shinji's cheek. "My perfect porcelain project." He stroked the long, wide slope of Shinji's belly. "My masterpiece."
"K-Kaworu..." Shinji whispered, gazing up into Kaworu's red eyes with his own blue pair. His enormous chins, all three of them, sagged and wattled as he trembled in the gaze of his boyfriend and caretaker. "Kaworu-san... I..."
"Shhh," whispered Kaworu, and then he leaned in and kissed Shinji again. This time, he stroked Shinji's fold of fat behind his neck, and he leaned into the immense blubber of Shinji's body, and he stuck his tongue into Shinji's mouth.
"Mmmhhuhhh," mumbled Shinji, drunk with pleasure, as Kaworu asserted his domineering affection. He was nothing but a soft pillow ready to yield to Kaworu. Kaworu owned him. He belonged to Kaworu. Kaworu's love controlled his world.
"My beloved boy..." whispered Kaworu, as he again parted his lips from Shinji's. He curled his thin fingers between Shinji's fat ones. Shinji's plump hand desperately grasped Kaworu's slender one. Kaworu leaned in and kissed Shinji again. "My beautiful boy... so beautiful... so big..."
"So big..." whispered Shinji, dwelling for the first time in a while on just how enormous he'd become. He'd multiplied his original weight by almost nine times, since coming into Kaworu's care. He was more than two times, more than three times, more than four times, more than five times, more than six times as large as he'd once been. All of it was fat. He hadn't put on an ounce of muscle from Kaworu's care. Hence why he was confined to a wheelchair, and couldn't walk or move under his own power. He'd become a useless pile of lard in Kaworu's tender ministrations.
"So perfect..." Kaworu whispered in his ear. Then he leaned around, and Shinji opened his lips to accept another kiss from Kaworu. "You are the most beautiful boy in the world, Shinji-kun."
"Ohh... Kaworu-san..." whispered Shinji, gazing rapturously up into his caretaker's gaze.
Kaworu gazed down at him, red eyes so bright and vivid.
"I love you, Shinji Ikari."
"Ohh, Kaworu..." Shinji breathed. His heart was beating fast. He put a plump hand to his fat chest with its huge breasts. "Ohhh... Kaworu-san..." tears were leaking from his beady blue eyes, "I love you, too!" The wheelchair creaked loudly as Shinji shifted forward, his massive fat folds and rolls sliding over each other as he leaned towards his owner. "I... I belong to you, totally... you're everything to me."
"My pet," whispered Kaworu, tracing a tender finger over Shinji's enormous third chin. "You're such a precious boy, Shinji-kun." He leaned in.
"Precious..." whispered Shinji, as Kaworu's lips closed on his again. Kaworu's tongue found its way inside Shinji's mouth. Shinji's eyes rolled back into his head. Precious. That's what he was. He was precious to Kaworu. He was all his. "My owner..." breathed the gargantuan fat boy, as Kaworu leaned into his flab.