This choice: Naruto's constant stuffed gut prevents training, making him gain weight fast. • Go Back...Chapter #6Naruto's constant stuffed gut prevents trai... by: Tammy Two Paws  A week later we find the duo back at the barbeque restaurant, Sasuke enjoying what has become a quite common view for him as he stared at the blonde who stuffed his face enthusiastically.
It had been surprisingly easy to keep the teen constantly filled to the brim, Sasuke having underestimated just how much Naruto liked to stuff his face. Not that Sasuke was complaining, enjoying the round globe he could watch wobble around every day. Ending each day with a trip to Ichiraku was a stroke of genius Sasuke found out, the blonde going into overdrive when he had basically unlimited amounts of his favorite ramen to gorge on.
He had tried to pay for at least some of the food Sasuke was showering him in, but the Uchiha quickly managed to convince the whiskered boy that he had absolutely no problem with paying for any food the blonde ate, saying he could probably pay for the village's food bill for an entire year before he had to stop. Naruto's lone gluttony was basically nothing.
He had decided to take Naruto to the bath house the previous day before breakfast. He didn't expect to see any difference in the teen quite yet, and he seemed to be correct in his assumptions... That is, until the blonde sat down, and his stomach bunched up slightly, showing a layer of flesh that he had completely overlooked. He could barely keep himself from staring at it, though he couldn't help but glancing at it. Thankfully, Naruto seemed to have completely missed the repeated looks sent towards his slowly softening midriff.
He had to stop himself from drooling at the end of yesterday's ramen gorge, the blonde so stuffed he was delirious, and the button on his pants oh so close to bursting.
"Ahh, that hit the spot." Naruto moaned as he caressed his bloated stomach, the stuffed gut pressing harshly against the T-shirt he was wearing, though not making it rise up just yet. That, Sasuke knew, would slowly change as the day progressed. He couldn't wait for the day Naruto's T-shirt was constantly stressed due to fat, love-handles, chest-fat, back-fat and gut basically making him burst out of it, though a food-filled gut would tide him over for now.
"That seems to have filled you up good." And it was true, the plates was stacked pretty high, a bunch of different meat having disappeared into the gaping maw of the blonde.
"Hmm," The blonde hummed as he massaged his stomach, reaching underneath his T-shirt to do so. "I guess I can have another round or two." He mumbled in contentment, breaking Sasuke's mesmerized stare at the tanned stomach. "Maybe we can take a trip to your house afterwards, letting this digest." He ended, smacking the stuffed mass.
"Sure, why not."
That was something that had surprised him about Naruto in his full state. They had, basically after every meal, taken a break somewhere for Naruto to rest, the thought about training seemingly having left the blonde's mind as his hunger was constantly satisfied. Of course, even when Naruto rested, Sasuke still had a snack or two close by, the younger teen happily munching it down despite his tight-fitted stomach.
The raven put the meat on the grill, listening to Naruto talk as he day-dreamed about a bigger Naruto.
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