APH - Japan's WG 3

What went on at breakfast for the two Asian nations continued on for every meal. For seven days straight. Yao would continue to make more and more food for the younger country, both of them binging at every meal. Kiku of course was eating much more than Yao, which Yao wanted to happen. He wanted Kiku to be happy, and food made him happy. So if he ate more, wouldn't that make him overjoyed? Besides, Kiku was always so adorable Chubby…

But of course, all of this extra calories Kiku was consuming was starting to show. His cheeks were a bit plumper, his clothing getting gradually tighter and tighter after eating. But what was the biggest give away was his stomach. His belly stuck out at least an inch now, pushing against his waistband and shirt. The bottom of his shirt was at the top of the waistband of his pants. At least a few more meals and his shirt would start riding up at this rate.

What make Yao go crazy with excitement was the fact that Kiku was blissfully unaware of his weight gain… Meaning the smaller nation would willing eat more and more food when Yao gave it to him. Yao was fascinated at how his stomach would seemingly grow with each bite, taut and swollen when Kiku would eat too much. Yao never ate himself that far, so he always would give Kiku belly rubs under the kotatsu, which lulled the nation to sleep. This made the large amounts of food convert into fat overnight.

Did Yao…like Kiku pudgy and wanted him to gain weight?

The answer, he realized with shock, was likely a yes.

"…Kikuuuu, aru!" Yao called for his Japanese lover, walking into their bedroom. He blinked, a smile on his face when he saw the smaller nation in bed, trying to sleep off his heavily bloated stomach after eating dinner. He saw the bulge of his stomach from under the covers, a bump at first glance. For some reason…Yao wanted to feed Kiku even more food. He decided he would try something new, but first must wait until morning, when his lover would have an empty stomach and would be ready and willing to eat.

"Just you wait until tomorrow morning…" Yao purred, stroking his tight stomach. He wanted to massage and give his belly a few rubs, but he knew that if he was going to get Kiku to eat a massive amount, he had to start cooking right away.

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When Kiku woke up the next morning, he was met with a wave of the scent of Chinese food. His nose twitched, drool already building up in his mouth as he opened his eyes. Yao was straddling his waist with his legs, holding up a large plate of food as he grinned at him.

"Nihao Kiku…I hope you're hungry…" he purred to him, showing him the plate of fattening and non filling Chinese food. "…because you're about to be fed, aru…"

Kiku's eyes widened slightly. "Y-Yao-nii-"

"It's too much energy on you to binge, walk over to the kotatsu, and walk back here my love…let me feed you…aru…" Yao planted a kiss on his lip, tasting his increased salivation. Picking up his chopsticks, he picked up the first dumpling, ready to feed him. "Now open wiiiiide!"

Kiku complied eagerly, opening his mouth as Yao put a dumpling in his mouth. He had to chew fast, for Yao was already holding another dumpling in his chopsticks. Once he swallowed, Yao shoved the dumpling in his mouth, ready with another dumpling. Yao kept a hand on his tummy the entire time as he kept feeding him more and more food, feeling his stomach slowly expand under his touch as he was filled with food.

Eventually Kiku had finished the bowl of dumplings. He was panting slightly, his stomach jiggling with every breath. Yao smirked, giving Kiku a few belly rubs, feeling how full he was starting to get. But he wanted Kiku to eat more. Quickly he grabbed another bowl of dumplings he brought, and started immediately feeding the smaller man again.

This process went on for about thirty minutes; Kiku eating and finishing dish after dish, Yao happily feeding the man. His pajama top has started riding up to just above his navel, his stomach pushing against the waistband of his pants. Yao started to get a bit worried; he was starting to run out of food, and Kiku was still eating it all willingly.

Finally Kiku groaned, Yao picking up the last large plate of food. "Y-Yao-nii…I-I can't eat anymore…I-I'm so full…"

"Hush now…" Yao whispered, rubbing his taut and overfull stomach. "You still have some room left for some manjuu, don't you, aru?"

"I-I can't…I'm too full…" he whimpered, trying to push the manjuu away when he put it by his mouth. "M-My pants are too tight…"

"Then lets fix that…" Yao smirked, putting the dessert back on the plate and carefully stripped Kiku of his pants, which were close to bursting at the seams. The Chinese man nearly had an orgasm at the sight of his engorged belly, and knew he just had to fill it with even more food. "Here…" he shoved the mochi in Kiku's mouth, waiting until he chewed and swallowed until he shoved another one in. Kiku ate the desserts slowly, having already eaten too much food.

Once Kiku finally finished every last morsel of food, he was close to tears from the pain of the bloating he felt. But a moan escaped his lips as Yao laid down next to him, giving him soothing belly rubs to allow the swelling to go down. Kiku moaned softly as Yao continued to rub his stomach, the pain lessening. For some reason, being this full felt…good. He didn't understand it…

"How are you feeling, aru?"

"I'm so full…"

"That's good, aru…"

"When I get up, it's your turn Yao-nii…"