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The guys of BLEACH get nice and fat!
This choice: Eat at Home (Ichigo's Dad cooks for him)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Death God? More like GLUTTON God...

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When Ichigo walked downstairs he smelled the inviting scent of the most fatty, greasy bacon. Walking to the kitchen Ichigo found his dad in front of the oven cooking up a storm. Ichigo also noticed that the kitchen table was already filed with food. His dad had cooked almost every breakfast food imaginable. He began to drool at the thought of feasting himself on such excellent homemade food. It was then that Isshin finally turned around and saw his sons drooling face. "Good morning son! Go ahead, eat up, it's all for you anyways!" Ichigo quickly turned his head and looked at his father. "You're not serious, are you?" Isshin smiled. "Hell yeah I'm serious, now go on eat. I still have a bit more to cook." Excited, Ichigo sat down, and began to chow down.

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It had taken him a half hour, but Ichigo was dangling the last piece of bacon over his mouth. Opening wide, he dropped it in, swallowed, and let out an enormous belch. "Mmm, that was the best breakfast ever." Ichigo said as he rubbed his distended, bloated gut. His shirt had came off halfway through the breakfast feast, so he was currently shirtless. "C'mon Ichigo, let's go watch some television together." Ichigo looked up at his dad and nodded. Television after his breakfast binge sounded great. He stood up, and automatically felt and extreme tightness around his waist. His track pants were digging into his side uncomfortably, and he tried to rearrange them so they wouldn't. Isshin laughed at his son's antics. "Just take them off Ichigo, you know I don't if you walk around in your underwear." Blushing, Ichigo nodded. Stepping out of his track pants, he was left only with his white briefs on. They were tight, and stretched to the max on his frame, but he didn't care. Though, he still didn't understand WHY they were tight in the first place...

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1. He wakes up on the couch, with his dad rubbing his belly...

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2. Kurotsuchi comes around...

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