Shinji Ikari was wearing jewelry and eating ice cream.
"Buuuuuaarrrppp," belched the enormous fat boy, and then his beady blue eyes glinted with renewed greed. "Um nom nom," he mumbled, and his spoon reached out in front of him. He scooped up a spoon of hot fudge sundae and brought it to his lips. He guzzled down the cold sweet treat. Rivulets of melted ice cream dribbled down his blubbery fat chins.
"Only the best for my beautiful boy," said Kaworu Nagisa, setting down a strawberry shortcake ice cream bowl next to Shinji.
"Buurrp," burped Shinji again, and then his spoon reached out for this newest confection.
Shinji was sitting at the dining room table of the apartment he shared with Kaworu. He was almost completely naked, his enormous, 403-kilogram body on almost total display. The only clothing he wore was his bariatric diaper, an immense thing that swathed his pelvic area in its plush confines. The diaper had cartoon cherubs printed on its surface; the cute figures stretched wide over Shinji's two meter wide ass.
Other than his diaper, all Shinji wore was makeup and jewelry. Kaworu often bought him expensive jewelry, and Shinji loved to wear it; he had become obsessed with looking beautiful, or beautiful to his own mind, and thus he relished wearing the priciest ornaments he could get. Right now, Shinji was decked out in silver, platinum, diamond, and pearl. He had beautiful pearl bracelets around both plump wrists, and his engorged neck was encircled by a huge pearl necklace that drooped past his chins down into the crevice between his enormous breasts. Fingers on both hands had diamond rings with platinum bands, shiny and sparkling in the lighting of the dining room. Shinji wore diamond earrings; Kaworu had pierced his ears personally, ensuring Shinji felt absolutely no pain in the process. And atop his head, Shinji wore an ornate tiara. Clearly very expensive, it was made of silver, and was set with many diamonds. Shinji's fattened, piglike face bulged out from beneath the tiara's shiny radiance, his bloated jowls rippling with each new bite of ice cream that entered his mouth. His triple chins billowed with the motion of his lips.
Shinji had polished off both the hot fudge sundae and the strawberry shortcake bowl. Kaworu scooted a caramel sundae in front of him next, and the gluttonous boy needed absolutely no prompting to begin devouring this, too. Shinji was absolutely stuffing himself with ice cream. He was addicted to the sugar and the cream.
"We must fatten you more, Shinji-kun," said Kaworu, stroking the pale bulges of Shinji's back fat. "We must feast you even bigger. The bigger you are, the more beautiful you will be."
"Mnfm," mumbled Shinji, dribbling melted caramel down his chins. "Buuurrppp," he belched yet again. He couldn't stop eating. He couldn't give it up. He'd been guided by Kaworu into a life of absolute indulgence. He'd been fattened into ravenous fever, his mind always on getting more food, more food, more food. The only times he wasn't thinking about food was when he was sleeping and when he was having gay sex. Even then, sometimes, he'd feel hungry.
On that note, Kaworu patted his belly. "We will have sex later, my pet. I'll reward you for finishing your ice cream."
"Mmmm, hoo hoo," said Shinji, swallowing yet another bite of ice cream. He was eating and eating. He couldn't slow down. He looked across the dining room table. There was a mirror on the wall. Shinji was so fat that he bulged beyond the edges of the mirror, and even his gelatinous boobs oozed out of the mirror's confines as they sagged down the slope of his gut. Shinji looked at himself in the mirror and sighed, and smiled. "Ohh, I'm so beautiful, Kaworu-san!"
"There is no creature on Earth more beautiful and lovely than you," said Kaworu, stroking Shinji's short-cut brown hair. "You are truly a fat queen, my pet."
"Ohmmm," mumbled Shinji. He felt an incredible lust, right then and there, as Kaworu praised him and touched him. Right then and there, for a brief moment, he forgot about eating, and what he wanted then and there was Kaworu's cock inside him. He wished he could eat and fuck all at once. He wanted to be filled to the limit with his boyfriend's penis. He wanted to be made love to. He wanted to be sodomized. He ate faster, wolfing down the ice cream on the table. Pure gluttony and lust overcame him in a brief moment, and he made a grunting noise like a huge farm animal stuck in the mud.
splrt!
"Mnfm," mumbled Shinji, ice cream dribbling down his chins as his tiny penis exploded with semen. His ejaculation just caused him to eat more. More. He couldn't get enough.