Iggy WG 03

0 Pounds Heavier

He couldn't believe how utterly easy this had been and how well it was working. His plan to fatten Iggy was working wonderfully. He hovered over the other man who was cooking a chocolate cake and wrapped his arms around the fattened waist. He could feel the softness and roundness and loved it. "Mmm Iggy..can I have some?"

"When I'm finished," Arthur growled, not even bothering to try and shoo Alfred away. He knew it would be no use, besides he was too tired. He didn't want to waste his energy on Alfred right now.

Emerald eyes honed in on the cake he had been frosting. He was on his second container of icing and planned on using every bit of it. There was really no reason to be eating a cake today, other than the fact that Arthur wanted to. It wasn't a special occassion, but he was bored and hungry.

His stomach pressed against the counter as he worked, though he failed to notice. Yawning, he finished with the frosting and stood back to admire his work. "Finished."

"Yay, just in time for a snack too! Or do you wanna take a nap?" Alfred asked hugging the nation to him again from behind, his hands moved forward and found themselves on the growing stomach of Arthur. He rubbed it gently loving how soft it had become in just three weeks. "This rain drains your energy, doesn't it?"

Carefully, he picked up the cake, balancing it on one hand and grabbing the gallon of whole milk and heading into the sitting room. "Eat first, nap later."
He sank into the couch, hunching forward with the cake on the table and a fork in his hand. A bit of drool escaped his mouth, running down his chin and his stomach let out an angry growl. He wasted no time digging into his delicious treat.

Alfred only grinning sitting beside him and picked the cake up setting it in his lap. "Less energy spent, yeh?" He then ran his finger along the the top and got a gollap of chocolate icing and put it to Arthur's lips. The other country blushed bright red but licked it off his finger. "Hehe, can't believe you're hungry, we just ate a snack an hour ago."

Arthur made a noise of agreement, but didn't stop his eating. He shoveled more cake into his mouth at a faster pace, eating the icing that Alfred offered to him. He had no idea why he was so hungry lately--it just seemed like he needed more food now. If his belly wasn't full then it would growl at him for hours on end until he fed it. The only solution was to eat until he felt like passing out, which was what he was doing right now.
His sweatervest began slowly riding up, exposing the bottom of his rounded belly the more he ate. That full feeling was taking over him, but he was only halfway through his meal!

"Well it's obvious you need a lot more food now, your belly doesn't look happy at all." Alfred then took the cake and sat it in his own lap and took Arthur's fork and started to wondering what the other man would do. "Mmm good. If you want it you better be nice to me and ask for it back." He could see the bloated belly exposed, Arthur was panting. "Iggy?"

His fingers gripped tightly around the cake plate, but still he was no match for Alfred's strength. The cake was taken away from him easily, leaving him only feeling half full. "Alfred!" he snapped, glaring. "Give it back! I made that cake, so it's mine to eat! You can have a few bites, but that's all."

"Nuh-uh." The American scoffed. "I said be nice to me. It's not my fault your belly needs more food now is it? Now calm down and try again, dude. Other wise," He said with a mouthful of cake. "I'm going to eat it all, not only that but you look exhausted, tired, you need a nap, Iggy. So nicely now, what do you need?"

He pouted stubbornly, looking rather childish, but at that moment he didn't care. "Cake," he stated, plainly, managing to calm himself. "I need cake. Please give me the cake, Alfred. I'm very hungry and I won't be able to sleep until I'm full."

America stopped eating impressed with the little bit of calmness Iggy showed but he still wanted Arthur to act sleepier and lazier. He took a bite of cake and held it out to Arthur's mouth feeding it to him, "Now Iggy, getting all angry will waste your energy and you'll be too tired to eat." He took another bite and forced it in not letting Iggy finish the first. "You're very sleepy, it's very obvious."

Arthur worked to quickly eat the cake that was being offered to him, but before he could finish the first forkful another was being forced into his mouth. "M-Mmm!!" he whimpered, slowly beginning to sink back into the couch.

"W-Will you..." he swallowed the food in his mouth, emerald eyes half lidded as he let out a big yawn. "Feed me?...I need to relax, you're right. But I'm so hungry..."

His hand rested on his distended belly, unhappy that it wasn't completely full.

"That's my Iggy! Of course!" Alfred exclaimed excited. "Another bite, we'll eat this quickly so you can sleep." He pushed it through the other man's lips smiling as Arthur ate it, more forkfuls came in quick recession and he watched as the belly rounded out more. The sweatervest had ridden up exposing a lot of his lower belly. "Mmm and another."

His Iggy. Arthur loved hearing that. His thoughts were beginning to get hazy as his eyes slipped closed, yet his mouth still worked perfectly. He opened whenever he felt the cool metal of the fork at his lips, working to chew and swallow quickly because he knew it would return a few seconds later with more delicious cake. His belly was becoming taut, aching with fullness, but that was what he had come to love.

Arthur smiled sleepily, opening his eyes to watch Alfred feed him. "Mmm..."

Alfred just grinned, he was getting so damn lazy and he was sleepy all the time which made great time for cuddling. That was when he could rub the belly that he was growing. "You're doing so good, dude. Here, drink some of the milk." He undid the cap and helped the older country drink it. This time the belly bloated quickly growing tauter.

He suckled the cold milk down, feeling it slosh around in his belly, washing down the cake. It made him feel frozen, but he continued to drink it, loving how full he felt. It almost felt like he was going to burst, but he was too sleepy to care.

Panting, he pulled his lips away from the milk. "M-More....A-Alfred...more cake..."

He of course obliged and started to feed him more cake a bit faster, this time he wanted to push Arthur further, leave him about to burst. He wouldn't gain any weight other wise and he wanted at least twenty more pounds added to the other country's frame. The belly was now hanging out of the sweatervest taut and hard. "Eat faster, Iggy."

He could barely keep his eyes open, he was so tired. But still, he managed to comply with Alfred's wishes, eating just as quickly as Alfred dished out the cake. Most of it wound up around his mouth, but the majority ended up in his belly. It felt as if his belly button were about to pop out, and maybe it was, seeing as it wasn't exactly an innie or an outie, but something in between.

He panted heavily, eyes barely open, moans escaping his lips. It was painful. Was he dreaming this? It was painful, but it felt so good! That pain was delicious, and he yearned to be pushed to his limits.

The last bite of cake went through the chocolate covered lips and Alfred leaned forward kissing him and placed a hand on his belly. "You've turned into such a pig, Iggy. I love it." He rubbed the bloated stomach smiling as Arthur just moaned. "i'll bet when I wake you up later you'll be ready for some more food, since you can't get enough. isn't that right?"

He barely heard the words being spoken to him, which was a good thing. If he had heard what Alfred had called him (and if he had the energy) he would have exploded at him in anger. Instead, he simply licked his lips and let out another long yawn. He groaned, feeling the food and milk slosh around in his belly as he lay down on his back on the couch. "Mmm...Gonna nap...n-now..."

A small burp escaped him as his head fell to the side on his pillow, eyes slipping closed. "So...full..."
He was out like a light in a matter of seconds, feeling full and happy.