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saintslewis · 7 months

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“𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑”

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 — 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒

˖ ࣪⭑ - pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!oc

˖ ࣪⭑ - summary: first date with the world’s newest married couple!

˖ ࣪⭑ - warnings: cursing, brand names, outfits descriptions, smau, typos.

˖ ࣪⭑ - saint’s team radio: aaannnnndddd we’re back! have quite a few wips so that took my time mainly lol. i truly love these two and i hope you guys do too 🥹. like i said, maybe i should make a schedule for this. hope you enjoy and let me know if you wanna be tagged 🤭.

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"what the fuck did we just do?" Nadia blurted out as she held the small but extremely expensive red bag in her shaking hand, her other hand over her mouth as she stared at it.

The man in question closed the car door to the backseats, making sure the two other shopping bags were secure. Climbing into the car, he looked at the frightened woman and desperately tried to hide his smile as she took small breaths. Eventually calming down with him typing on his phone, she reached into the deep red bag that read 'Cartier' and carefully took out the delicately wrapped boxes that held their respective wedding rings.

Walking into the luxurious store was a mission in itself as the newly married 'couple' had to pretend for the first time. With Lewis assuring her that it was usually empty during that specific time of day, Nadia tried to keep her cool together by entering the store she would only window shop from. Immediately when entering the private entrance, she could already feel the difference in the atmosphere, the quiet music through the hallways became a bit too overwhelming for her. What Nadia couldn't do was to understand what life she would be living from here on out, each step dragging the next as she watched the Harrods' security guards stand firm in their positions, guarding the gold elevator. Keeping within close proximity of each other, their arms would brush against each others from time to time and everytime she would glance at Lewis, he looked so unphased it was scary. It looked like he's been doing this for years.

As the two turned the corner and the jewellery store came into view, Nadia looked around at the other stores forming what seemed like a cul de sac within the store. The red and gold exterior of Cartier caught her eye and she and the man she was with gathered the workers and the customers attention. Giving a subtle nod and smile to both security guards standing on guard at the entrance, they opened the large Oakwood doors and a strong scent captivated her.

"Could I hold your hand?" Lewis asked quietly, holding his hand out for the younger woman to surprisingly grab onto in lightning speed. "My hands are really sweaty right now, I'm sorry." Nadia stressed. With their fingers intertwined and Lewis' cold rings managing to cool down her hand, he led into the shop where a sales associate was waiting patiently, gasping when she saw Lewis without his sunglasses and a woman standing next to him. Displaying a selling smile, the sales associate fixed her blazer and signaled to the security guards to close the doors.

"Mr Hamilton, what a pleasure to have you join us this afternoon. Greetings to the both of you. My name is Kim and I will be helping you today." Kim had said with a professional voice, leading them to her work desk near a counter showcasing diamonds and emeralds. "What brings you in today?" She asked, sitting on her desk chair and clearly directing the question towards Lewis. Before saying his words, Lewis knew that nothing he could say would be out these doors as the employees sign NDAs almost every week.

"Well, my wife couldn't find her ring at all for the past two weeks and rather decided to get a new one." He explained as he pulled out the chair for Nadia to sit before he did. The pure shock on the sales associate's face was borderline comedic, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor. "O-oh! Well, we definitely have a lovely range of wedding rings that would be suitable for the both of you, seeing as you guys are such a beautiful couple." Kim said with a shaky laugh, reaching to give them a look book for their purchase.

"I'll give you guys a couple of minutes to decide." And with that, the ever so young sales associate stood up from her assigned desk and left Nadia and Lewis to make their decision. Releasing a sigh she had kept in her from the moment they walked through the door, she looked at Lewis who just picked up the catalog and flipped through the pages.

"How are you so calm right now? My hands can't stop sweating, what the fuck." Nadia whisper-yelled, trying not to wipe her hands on anything near her whilst breathing through her nose. "I'm just used to this but it would've been nice if she wasn't so nervous." He shrugged his shoulders, leaning comfortably into the seat and his eyes scanning into the catalog. "Do you want to leave? Because we can. I really don't want you to be uncomfortable." Lewis suggested, placing his hand on her shoulder, somehow making her face him. Studying his face, she looked into his eyes as the sincerity poured out. He was worried, the fear literally showing through her but as she shifted her eyes to Kim who looked like she was coming over, a switch flipped in her.

Quickly grabbing the open catalog from the table, Nadia scanned the pages and landed on a ring that screamed at her with its luxury and simplicity. "Oh this is just stunning." She grinned, pointing at the picture of the ring. To say Lewis was surprised was an understatement but he could see what she was doing and it was smart. "It really is. Is this the one you want?" He asked, leaning close to her and noticed she didn't even move. Oh, she was really selling this.

"It's perfect." Nadia smiled so much so that her eyes closed.

"Wait so what do I say? Like happy 2 years or something?" Nadia asked, turning her body in the car seat to face Lewis. The two hadn't even put the rings on yet but they already were planning what to post on instagram.

"No clue. Did you choose what to post? Tia is bugging me about that." He said, sighing out for the umpteenth time that afternoon. Snapping her eyes at the man, he caught the look she sent him then clarified that she was his main pr manager. "I think I'll go with the flow when I choose the pictures." Awkwardly enough, Lewis and Nadia exchanged phone numbers and had to share a few photos with each other to have something to post for the world.

"You know, your dad mentioned that we should tell our friends before we tell the world." She said, slumping her head back into the surprisingly soft headrest. "Yeah. Uh my friends are in town so we could probably do something with them and announce it there." Lewis said, scratching at his hair out of nerves. He never was someone who got nervous often but this entire situation kept playing on his mind.

"Alright then. Home time?" He suggested, watching her nod before he even finished his sentence. He soon drove off with her address already on the car display, watching her as she admired the streets of London. They both knew this was going to be a long journey but it was worth helping each other out as their friendship began to bloom.

"Lewis?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you actually do for work? I feel like we've been talking about my job so much that I haven't taken the chance to know what you do. Y'know, besides shopping at Cartier so much that the workers recognise you." She asked, facing the car window and looking out as they passed through Central London. "Well um, I work in Formula One and it's been my..thing for the past 30 years." He revealed as he stopped at the red light, people from outside most definitely couldn't see inside the car even they tried.

"30? Oh my god, they had you working at 2?!" For this, Nadia sat up and looked at Lewis in astonishment, making him burst out laughing. "How old do you think I am?" He could barely get the question before giggling once again. "I thought you were at least 32. How are you older than 32?" Fully facing him now, Nadia couldn't believe what she was hearing because in her eyes, his features were very youthful (similar to hers but she didn't want to brag). "I'm 38, January 7th." Lewis said, giving her a closed smile.

Racking everything that she just learned about him, it all came back to her. Most Fridays when her students (whoever had History that time) would request to watch anything F1 related whilst she focused on something else or when the name 'Hamilton' was constantly thrown around between the last few minutes of classes almost every week. Even the 4 years she's been teaching at the same school, they would make a big deal every July before schools closed for the race in Silverstone and constantly cheer on the same British driver, Hamilton. Her new last name.

"Are you good? you went quiet on me for a second." Lewis glanced at Nadia as she had a slight pout on her face as she looked straight ahead, clearly her concentration face. "Just realised that most of my students adore you, borderline obsessed with you." She muttered but he heard her loud and clear. "And I don't know shit about you except that you drive super fast cars on weekends." She began clicking her nails as a way to distract her from her busy mind. "Okay, how about we go on a fake date after we tell the world about our marriage to get to know one another so we can understand our new lives now. Is that okay with you?" Lewis suggested and truly, Nadia's heart swelled a little.

"Can I dress up or will I be judged for that?"

"Anything you want."

The next day.

"Wait. I'm confused. Your PR lady wants to have a meeting with me when? After we launch? Because I'm gonna be really busy with my students tomorrow." Nadia was extremely stressed and rightfully so. After everything happened yesterday, it was time to worry about the logistics of this 'relationship.'

"Tia said she's around London now so maybe you two could meet at a café somewhere in case you're not uncomfortable with her being at your place but she preferred to do it before everything gets crazy." Lewis spoke over the phone. Nadia kept quiet for a few moments as she skimmed over a few facts about Lewis on her laptop. "Wait, you were knighted?" She asked, seeing the photo of Lewis with the badge she recognise as the one that knights usually get. "Are you looking me up right now?" The laugh threatened to come out as he slowed down on the treadmill. "What? I wouldn't." Nadia closed the laptop with speed as if he could see what she was doing.

"Uh huh... anyways, should I forward her number to you or should I make the call?" Lewis pretended as if the biggest smile didn't paint his face at that very moment. "Just send it to me and I'll probs invite her over. We'll talk later then." The two said their goodbyes and went back to whatever it was they were doing.

Placing her phone down next to her on the couch, she sat in silence as it all dawned on her. The man she is legally married to is one of the world's most famous athletes with millions and millions of supporters. Spending almost the whole morning researching anything she needed to know, her chest wanted to close in as she looked at everything from stats from his long ass F1 career to his businesses and social life and they didn't call him the busiest driver for nothing. Lewis never seemed like the type of person to relax and chill from the number of things he does in a day. From Fashion weeks to visiting labs for one of his many projects, it was going to be tough to adjust to his lifestyle whilst still being a full time high school teacher but she was willing to do so, to help a friend.

"Again, I'm so sorry for this sudden ambush on you. You're so lovely." Tia apologised once again, making Nadia hold her hand as she shook her head.

The dandelions that Tia brought over were sitting pretty in an empty vase on the living room table, making the room smell so fresh. Tia was definitely a few years younger than Nadia, shown by her enthusiastic energy as soon as she stepped into the apartment.

"So to just get to the gist of it all, you're entering the world of fame without knowing what exactly goes into it. You're gonna need a team, security intel, a refurbished social media look, probably a new bank account and a new address." Tia said, pulling out a notebook from her tote bag. "For now, I'll be your pr manager along with Lewis'. Please just know that this fake marriage idea was a collective decision by the rest of our team because of the scandals that have just been coming our way. I hope I'm not scaring you?"

"Girl, I'm scared as shit right now. What do you mean new address?" Nadia vocalised as her right leg bounced repeatedly. "So in order to make this believable, you'll have to move in with him and we've proposed that you say that you've been secretly married for 2 years. I know that you're going to meet with his friends soon and y'know that date? It has to be tonight because I know you have work tomorrow." Tia flipped her silk press over her shoulder as she placed her hands on the now closed notebook.

Nadia's jaw wanted to drop to the floor but she tried to seem calm as her eyes darted anywhere from Tia.

"So you and I can get ready for this date like we can go shopping, hair and nails then in the evening, he picks you up. How does that sound?" Tia smiled, already packing up her bag.

"Uh-"

"Perfect! Let's go."

"Breathe in and out, Nads. In and out." She quietly told herself as she paced up and down her room, the uncomfortable ysl heels clacked against the floor. Constantly checking if the little black dress wasn’t showing anything that didn’t need to shown.

The Cartier box sat perfectly on her dresser, staring at her and waiting to be opened. Eventually gaining the courage to open it, she gently picked up the ring and slid it onto her ring finger, feeling its weight slightly. Lifting her hand to the lamp, she watched as the diamond glistened, matching the charms and rhinestones on her fresh nails.

Even music couldn’t help her calm down as she anxiously waited for Lewis to say that he’s outside, palms becoming clammy at the thought of going on a ‘date’ with someone as famous as Lewis. The research she did on him was one similar to someone entering a fandom as she tried to remember basic information about her husband.

Walking over to her full length mirror, she scanned over her outfit once more and did quick breathing exercises to calm her down. She did a quick smile and walked out of her room, not forgetting her trusty fluffy slides in case she got tired of her heels.

Whilst taking a few pictures, the knock on her door startled her. Rushing to open up, she carried her new purse and touched her hair a little bit as she reached for the door handle.

The smell of roses mixed with the scent of Lewis’ cologne greeted first as the big bouquet of flowers blocked his face.

“Oh wow…” Nadia muttered as she reached to take the sunset orange roses out of his tattooed arms. Securely holding the bouquet, she looked up to observe the man and his look nearly took her breath away. The soft pastel colours of his sweater vest were matching quite well with the lilac slacks he had on, going casual with the air force ones and not to mention the jewellery that somehow emphasised the cozy yet fashionable style he was going for. It genuinely looked like he was going on a date and so did Nadia. His braids were tied back into a low ponytail and his diamond earrings sparkled quite nicely, the wedding ring he bought himself making an appearance as he lifted his hand to scratch his neck a little.

“Well good evening, Mrs.” Lewis greeted with the slyest smile on his face once he realised that Nadia was indeed checking him out. “Don’t give me that smile, Mr.” She rolled her eyes before turning around and placing the flowers in the kitchen. Seeing as she had everything she needed on her, she walked right back to the front door where he was patiently waiting for her. “Let me hold these for you.” He offered, opening his large hands to take her purse and slippers.

“You sure?”

“We’ve got quite a few flights of stairs to get through. Also, where are your neighbours? It seems like such a quiet building.” Lewis asked, curious as he looked at the closed doors they passed in the hallways towards the stairs.

“It’s mainly small families or students who just always mind their business and close themselves in by this time. It only really get noisy during sports weekends and spontaneous fights.” Nadia said, telling him a bit more about her odd neighbours as they eventually reached the same G wagon she saw yesterday.

He could listen to her talk about literally anything for hours, he told himself as he opened the car door for her, placing her stuff next to her. “Just so you know, there’s going to be some media where we’re headed, thanks to Tia so we just walk quickly whilst waving a little then we enter. Is that okay?” He asked, leaning against the open car door and his right arm caged her in a little. As much as she was distracted by how he was looking at her whilst standing like that, she nodded, somehow losing the voice that was there literally there a few minutes before.

“I have to compete with Nicki Minaj?!” She whisper-yelled as she leaned closer to him in the private booth that faced the rest of the restaurant. Already, the two had caused quite a stir as soon as they exited the car with the paparazzi rapidly throwing questions at each of them, barely giving them a chance to smile and wave as they planned. The security (both Lewis’ and the restaurants) helped them in and to the customers surprise, they entered in with confidence. Them holding hands really sold for everyone, the two waving to fans using their left hands before being escorted to the private booth.

“Well no you don’t have to anymore. It was just a…thing a few years ago.” Lewis said, taking a sip of his drink before leaning back against his chair. “But still! Like your fans literally know you with well known women so what are they even going to do with me?” Rightfully so, Nadia was stressed. This was a big commitment and already she was regretting it.

“I have a feeling that they will love you. As long as you aren’t a complete weirdo then they’ll most likely accept you. Well that’s what someone on Twitter said after hearing about a supposed fling I had with someone.” He assured. He seemed so calm about this and it freaked her out.

“Supposed?”

“Yup. Plus I’m now married to you so everything will swept up under a rug, y’know? Remove any bullshit rumours going on.” He said, sipping his drink once again.

“Again, how are you so calm about this, bruv? Feel like i’m sweating bullets here.” She breathed out, slightly fanning herself even though there was air conditioning in their booth.

“Is that who I am now? Bruv?” He asked, giggling as he looked at her amusingly.

“That is definitely your contact name. Oh! You have to meet my kids, that’s where I get it from.” Nadia spoke, taking a fry from her plate, the food the waiter brought over a while ago.

“Year 8?”

“Nope. Only Year 11 and 12. It was part of the ‘promotion’ but I only studied further to teach Year 8 so right now I’m winging it with my kids and it seems to be going pretty good. They’re excelling.” Nadia chatted, proudly talking about her students.

“You were meant to be a teacher, I swear. The glint in your eyes was so adorable when you spoke about them.” Lewis smiled, also eating his meal.

“Okay, don’t make me blush old man.” She scoffed with a little chuckle making Lewis laugh fully.

“Anyways, where am I gonna live? Tia was very adamant about me moving out to make it look super real.” Nadia changed the subject so quickly, as if it was lightning.

“My main residence is in Monaco but because of what I do, I tend to travel for two months at a time so I’ve got a few houses in another countries. So you can choose where you want to live really. Personally though, I can tell you love your job so this will be a bit tough for you but I get where she’s coming from.” Lewis informed, eating his pesto as if he didn’t just shake up her life a little.

“Oh. I’m gonna have to speak to my higher ups about this. Obvie, I won’t tell them the whole thing but can you give me a week to figure it out? Because it’s also salary that’s no longer gonna be there once I start travelling with you.” Nadia brought up, pinching her leg as thoughts raced through her mind.

“Sure, take as much time as you need because I get that this is a lot. I have a house near Wembley, that’s where I’ve been staying since I arrived so that’s my proposal to you.” He informed, watching her slowly eat her food.

“Well, there wasn’t a proposal to begin with, pookie bear.” Nadia joked, biting down on the fork as she giggled.

“That nickname, Nads.” Lewis giggled at her joke, knowing that she was going to be a joy to be around.

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Naked stone women

(You're gonna wear an eyepatch here because I said so 😈) It was morning time and you along with Ciel and Sebastian went to the fair

"A large gathering held at the foot of London Bridge when the Thames freezes over. From what I'm told, it hasn't been held for several decades now. Not since 1814, apparently." Ciel said as you guys walked on the ice "Can I go ice skating? I promise I won't go too far." Said Y/n as she asked for permission "No, it's far too cold and I don't want you to fall or catch a fever if you happen to get wet at some point." Said Ciel as he secured your arm around his

As you guys were walking about, you and Ciel heard a merchant selling things "Is there something amusing?" Asked Sebastian "Those goods are all of dubious quality. Funtime should set up a stall. Any of our products would be better than what that man is selling. Like that, there." Ciel pointed at the Noah's ark toy and managed to catch the eye of the merchant "Ah, hello there, noble lad. You have a good eye. That piece is one of a kind. It was manufactured by the Funtom Toy Company years ago back when it was still only just a small craft studio." Said the man proudly "No, that is a blatant fake. The Funtom Arks are rare. Only three were ever made. My predecessor employed the talent of an artist incredibly skilled in his craft. Since our estate burned down, even we no longer possess one. One most certainly wouldn't turn up here." Ciel finished his sentence when Sebastian said something "Noah's Ark. You know, it reminds me of this country." Said Sebastian "Why is that?" Asked both of the siblings as they looked at Sebastian "Think about it. A boat captained by a single person. One filled with only a select few who have been chosen to be saved. Rather arrogant, don't you think?" Finished Sebastian as he smiled

"Ciel look." Whispered Y/n as Abberline came near "A Scotland Yard inspector has time to attend to the fair. London must be very peaceful. Today, anyway." Said Ciel "It's not. I'm on duty right now!" Said Abberline as he frowned "Oh well, then I'll leave you to earn your wages in faithful service to the queen and country. Good day inspector." Ciel finished and walking away along with you and Sebastian while Abberline was trying to ask something "Wait I have some questions I want to ask you two, Ciel, Y/n!" Abberline tried grabbing your shoulder but Sebastian knocked his hand away "Pardon me. My master and Mistress are a touch fragile at the moment. Er, I mean sensitive." Sebastian told Abberline as you and Ciel frowned at how Sebastian worded it

"Perhaps you could be a trifle more gentle when you're approaching them. Especially since My Master is protective of who can touch his gem and who can't." Abberline had just glared as you went to a joint that was ran by Lau

"Now, what is an inspector from the Yard doing here? What's your business, Abberline?" Ciel had started

"Murder. A Mans corpse was found this morning trapped in the ice of the Thames." You can Ciel had paid extra attention while eating the treats given

"We learned he was a member of a certain criminal organization. I'm here because Scotland Yard wants to hunt down that man's killer and we also want to recover a ring that he stole— a blue diamond, one supposedly worth around 2,000 quid." Abberline finished as Lau suddenly appeared.

"The diamond. The ultimate symbol of eternal radiance. A stone that bewothces all those who see its sparkle. What man wouldn't be inspired to pursue such an exquisite prize even knowing all that awaits him is total destruction?" Lau had said as you and Ciel looked at him in boredom as Abberline got up suddenly

"Impossible! How do you know about the Hope Piece?" Abberline questioned as you and Ciel perked up at the mention of the ring

"You're after the Hope Piece?" Ciel and you asked surprised

"Oh? Interesting! Such a Go,Stone really does exist? Oh my. Ah." Lau had Said After he totally didn't go one about the stone a moment earlier

"Wha- hold on! But you were saying—" Abberline got cut off by Ciel

"It's best to ignore him. He was blathering. Anyway, Lau, what in the world are you doing here?" Ciel questioned Lau

"I own this place my lord. Nice eh?" Lau had said as the servers started giggling

"Yes, of course you do." Ciel had slightly mumbled and continued on about how the ring was passed down and eventually got to how it was stolen.

(It was Split into three And you got one of them while Ciel has the other And the other was is who knows where 😋)

Abberline had brought all four of you to undertakers parlor and as he walked in Ciel was about to order Sebastian to step in when undertaker suddenly laughed loudly. "Such a silly laugh" Y/n huffed to avoid laughing as they walked in

"I assure you, man, you're in the wrong profession! That was hysterical. You could be a world renowned comedian!" Undertaker finished as he started giggling

"What did you say to him?" "I have no idea. I was Just Talking to him normally. He began laughing like a mad man!" Abberline said as Undertaker was still giggling

"How unexpected. You aren't without talent." As Ciel Said that Sebastian walked near the two of you while glaring at Abberline "it seems you are a man to be reckoned with. Most interesting." Sebastian said, mean mugging him

"But I didn't do anything." Abberline tried to reason with Sebastian as Ciel talked to undertaker

"Tell me more about the ring. I want to know it all. The man you pulled out of the river was the last to have it." Undertaker didn't say anything. He just giggled 🧍‍♂️ "perhaps it was frozen in the ice near where the body was found. You are a citizen of our great country Mr. Undertaker. Please, give us your help in this matter." Abberline bowed

"Hehehehe. As i Said before im profoundly impressed with you. Inspector. I'll tell you everything. Where is the ring you ask?" Undertaker had taken you five to an ice statue or some sort with the ring placed on the ringer of the said piece.

"You see? Right there." Undertaker had said as you dug into his pockets for the treats he normally fed you. "Ah. It seems that s sculpture stumbled upon the ring and then designed a beautiful ice sculpture to complement it, our mystery has been solved." Abberline immediately ordered Police to grab the ring as a group of what seemed to be nobles stoped them. And the viscount Druit

"It's that man again..." you had whispered like a gremlin as you grew uneasy around the man and snatched a biscuit that he put in front of your face.

"They're holding some contest? Why is he the judge?" Ciel asked bothered

"Yes, wasn't he just arrested for human trafficking? What a naughty man." Lau had said As Abberline voiced

"He was released a few days ago." "Must've paid Well." Both you And Ciel Said unison

"Excuse me but this statue is now under the charge of Scotland Yard." Abberline had told the judges but one refused "Oh no! I don't care if you are from Scotland Yard, sir. The Frist fair is an Event for our citizens. I will not let you disrupt it."

"Just Look at her Beauty! Such an exquisitely noble lady! We could never allow her to be violated by anybody!" "You're one to talk." Ciel had said as the memories of you having to put on such an awful disguise made you gag

"If you insist on possessing this lady you should offer something of equal beauty." Said the viscount as everyone and the judges were looking at you specifically " A Well-spoken pronouncement from a true lover of art and beauty. As he says, if you want this statue, win the contest!" Said the old man as he raised his hand up to the statue

"Theres merit to your argument." You spoke up as Ciel continued "The ring belongs to whomever is the winner of the contest. Nice and simple." Ciel had said while smirking "Really, Ciel?" "Don't worry inspector I'll get the ring." Ciel said nonchalantly "But it's stolen property! Not to mention the fact that it's our key evidence in serial kidnappings of young girl— oh!" Abberline stopped himself from spewing out anything more

"That's why the Yard is so frantic to find it." Ciel said "The legend is true. Every person who has owned the ring met a horrible end. It's a cursed stone and you'd still try to win it?" Abberline argued "So it's cursed?" You had asked as you hugged Ciels arm and held his hand which had the ring with the same hand Where you had your own ring "'sounds like a good ring for the Phantomhive's" Ciel had Said as Undertaker voiced himself "Come to think of it, isn't that family ring you wear and the one Y/n wear set with a pretty blue stone aswell, lord?" Undertaker asked

"Yes." Ciel answered quietly "Perhaps you should be careful. Diamonds are quite hard. Because they're hard they're also brittle. If you go to far the both of you may be shattered as well." Said undertaker gleefully "I'm not concerned. My body along with my family ring both have already been shattered and then reborn. I've been through too much to worry about that anymore." Ciel had responded, kissing his ring. "Win the contest. That's an order." Ciel had ordered Sebastian while looking at him directly "Indeed, young master." Sebastian had said as you had a mix of fear and excitement boiling up in the pit of your stomach

As the announcer that announced that time was up he introduced each statue and its name. "First up! We have Scotland Yard And it's Merry Men with their sculpture- "Guardian of London"!" As it was introduced Abberline and the police Saluted to the statue

"Judges scores, 1, 2, 1, 1, 0! For a total of 5 points." As that happened the sculptures head fell off unsatisfilingly "Next team, whose name is All Woman's Dresses Should Be Tiny, and their entry." Two people had to cover up some parts of the statue as it was one of Ran-Mao naked "for obvious reasons, this sculpture has been disqualified." The announcer had said obviously "But why?" Lau had asked sadly while Ran-Mao relaxed in a pose beside him "How could you possibly think that was proper to display?" Ciel had yelled at Lau has his next choice of words had your group looking at you for a hot minute "You know when they hide bits like that, I think it only makes it more erotic." "Yeah! That do that in paintings and statues, so why does this one have to be covered up?!" You had shouted as Lau agreed to your words. When the judges results were in they all had an 'x' except Lord Druit as he had a 10.

When Sebastian's sculpture was announced, it was deemed good when he added a detail. Letting the walls of the ark fall and showing multiple animals inside gave him the most complements on his work.

"So uh... i don't think We're going to beat that..." said one of the three men that you had eyed ever since they enrolled. You were now turned towards them and glaring at them with a frown. They knew that you were on to something, considering that you unclasped your hands to grab at the sleeve of your brother and butler, tugging twice and whispering in the ears of both, you had looked at them smugly when they nodded and continued on looking at the announcer "Damn. Then onto plan B. Watch that girl, make sure she don't do anything." Said the man as he glared at you specifically "Is an everyone ready for the final scores?" Asked the announcer as the thief interrupted "Hold it right there! Hate to break up the party but this ring is ours. We're taking what belongs to us." Said the man as he held a gun "Also, that Girl" he pointed the gun at you "She's coming with us!" Said the man as you let go of their sleeves and walk to the man slowly "Hold on! That means you're the-" he couldn't continue, he was left in shock

"That's right! We're the team of thieves all of London's been talking about. Maybe you recognize these?" As you got close to the man, he pulled your hair and wrapped his arm around your head to keep you in place with the gun pointed at your eye. “If you don’t want to die you all should get the hell out of here.” As the man finished everyone started running away as he started counting down Abberline was worried about both you and Ciel but when he got close to Ciel the man shot at him to stay away

You took your eyepatch off and threw it up into the air “Sebastian.” You and Ciel both said as Sebastian knocked the gun out of the man’s hand as you elbowed him in the gut harshly and calmly walked towards Ciel. Sebastian put on a show and gracefully knocked the guns out of the hands of the two other men before the one who held you at gunpoint a moment earlier lit up one of the bombs(?) and threw it at you and Ciel. Before you And Ciel could do anything, Sebastian had caught you both and skated while holding you both in the air. The man kept on throwing the bombs at you three and eventually made a circle form around them suddenly the ice broke And Sebastian threw you And Ciel away to the Noah’s Ark sculpture before you two could fall in. You three were revealed to the crowd to be standing rapidly on the ark after the debris faded away.Making a recreation of Noah’s Ark everyone cheered and shouted at the piece of art

“Was tossing me and Y/n about really necessary?” Ciel questioned Sebastian as you took a deep sigh and indulged in the cold air, letting Sebastian put your eyepatch back it’s place. “My apologies, sir. But we did have an audience, after all. I thought it might add a bit of flair to the show.” Answered Sebastian “The Hope Diamond will sleep safely at the bottom of the Thames. Not a bad end.” Said Ciel as you watched the statue sink “But won’t it curse All of London now?” Asked Sebastian as the finger that held the ring broke off and melted “Somehow I doubt that will happen. Besides if a rig can destroy this city it wasn’t meant to survive. After all, we Phantomhives have lived on.” Ciel said as he looked at the ring that was on his gloved thumb when you spoke up “Earlier, you had accused Noah of being arrogant but he was only trying to save a few lives. Wouldn’t it be more arrogant if he had the desire to protect everyone?” You asked as you rested your head on Ciels shoulder “Yes, it would seem so.” Answered Sebastian

“An arrogant fool like that every now and then might not be so bad.” “Indeed.”

#black butler x y/n #black butler x reader #Ciel Phantomhive x sister reader #Sebastian x child reader #Undertaker x child reader #bouquetofmemes

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Phantom Weight

As usual, Tangle keeps snatching gems and relics from jungle temples near their base. Whisper should be used to it by now, but the Lemur never fails to surprise her. She's even more shocked to find that she's starving, but fortunately for her, the lemur brought food… maybe too much food.

Whisper took a deep breath. She would sometimes think that she had become completely used to Tangle’s shenanigans—years of partnerships should’ve meant that nothing would surprise her anymore—but the lemur always managed to come up with schemes that left her speechless

“Okay… why did you do that?”

“Because it was shiny!” Tangle showed off the precious pink gem to Whisper proudly, smiling ear to ear. She turned the gem in her hands, almost as if she wasn’t sure if Whisper could see it. “I found it while I was coming back to base from my daily stretches. I didn’t know the forest nearby had so many secrets!”

“Let me guess.” Whisper grumbled, gloved fingers pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. “More abandoned ruins hidden in the jungle?”

“Yep! How’d ya guess?”

Looking over to the chest full of gifts Tangle had… ‘borrowed’ from a bunch of local ruins, Whisper couldn’t help but fester in the strange, swirling mix of endearment and annoyance. She’d definitely need to return all the gems back to their resting places—the last thing they wanted to do is end up angering any ghosts or guardians leaving nearby. She already had enough trouble with Knuckles putting her under pressure to keep the Diamond Cutters away from Mystic Ruins.

“Just a gut feeling.” The wolf said in a whisper. “But you said that you brought something else, right?”

“Oh, right!” Tangle extended her tail to reach the large brown bag resting on the kitchen counter. Slamming the bag on top of the glass table between them, the bag made a wet squelching sound—the grease that had accumulated on the bottom of the bag splashing against the transparent surface. “I brought food!”

Whisper winced at the immediately overwhelming scent of fried food assaulting her nostrils. “F-food? But we already have the leftovers from lunch. What do we need that for?”

“Oh, did we? I… kinda forgot.” Tangle rubbed the back of her neck, the peppiness written all over her dwindling for a second. “I was just coming back to the base and then I saw a new hot dog stand! And it’s like, a super cool new one that is selling the biggest hot dogs I’ve seen for ultra-cheap prices! I barely had to spend any of the rings in my wallet! It was a steal!”

Trying to push away the disgust from the bag’s scent, Whisper contemplatively rubbed her chin. “I guess that we can save the potato salad for tomorrow. I don’t think that we could freeze these, so…”

“Hooray!” Tangle jumped, cheering as she thrust her arms upwards. “Can’t wait to see how these babies taste!”

The wolf sighed in relief. No matter how much stress the lemur dropped on her, every impulsive decision only made her all the more charming. She couldn’t be mad. “Yeah, I think that we can have a cheat day. Can you bring the plates?”

“Will do!”

As the lemur scurried off to the kitchen, Whisper stared at the gem resting right beside the bag. Squinting at the stone, the gemstone had a subtle pink glow that reflected against the glass table. It ebbed and flowed between turning a dull, grayish pink and shifting to an almost eye-straining magenta. It definitely wasn’t a Chaos Emerald, yet it still carried a strange kind of energy.

What have you brought home, Tangle?

A sudden, deep rumble echoed through the base. Tangle turned around sharply, tail frazzling jutting straight upwards, and it took a few seconds for Whisper to realize that the sound didn’t come from a large beast outside. It sounded like the roar of a leviathan, but it was simply the sound of her own stomach loudly demanding food. As if she needed more confirmation, her midsection gurgled loudly again in a request for sustenance, leaving a strange feeling around her chest.

“Woaaaah! And I thought I was hungry!” Tangle chortled, pushing her tail past her face to hide her amusement—doing so very poorly, much to Whisper’s chagrin. “I’ll get the food soon, don’t worry!”

“I-I just forgot to get a good lunch, is all.” The wolf said while clutching her stomach. Being a mercenary, she never really suffered from hunger. Her years of training to conserve her energy and get the most out of every scrap of food she could get had always been in full force, despite living in more of a decade of peace. She never thought that her body could reach a state where she would eventually gain the same eating habits as everyone else. “Don’t… think about it too hard.”

The gem glowed once again, Whisper turning her eyes away from the blinding light. Five minutes with the gem, and she had already grown tired of its constant on-and-off shine. Without any further thought, she stuffed it in the chest alongside the other gems and statues. Even so, the gem still continued shoving its light into Whisper’s face through the keyhole. Furthering her indignation, her stomach growled again even fiercer. “Ugh, stupid thing!” She turned around the chest so it would face the wall, then stomped her way over to the dining table without a word.

“Looks like someone gets grumpy when she’s hungry.”

Whisper was about to fire back with a response, but the sight of the meal served in front of her overpowered her mind. She had seen Sonic put copious amounts of toppings on his hot dogs, but if she was to put the hedgehog’s meal next to the ones in front of her, it would look modest. The sausage and the buns holding them up were large enough to need both hands to grab them. Atop it was a mountain of chili that had bacon, grilled onions, cheese, and fries swimming inside it. Most striking of all was that the plate clearly didn’t have all of the hot dogs served. Some more—at least three—were bulging against the cramped bag back on the counter.

“...How much did these cost again?” Whisper gawked at the giant hot dogs with a mix of awe and horror at the sheer exuberance of them. “Tangle, don’t tell me that you spent almost all of our rings on this.”

“Not at all! It was only ten rings per dog!”

“Ten rings? That’s barely anything…” A typical hot dog was twenty rings on a good day. The thought of Tangle scamming someone was ludicrous—she didn’t have the smarts to haggle her way towards such a good deal—so it was probably just the salesman’s bad financial decision. She couldn’t control what everyone else did, so it didn’t weigh on her mind. “I just can’t believe it.”

“Neither can I! It was so good that I had to taste some before going here.”

Whisper looked down at the lemur’s orange vest. Only now did she finally notice the faint splatters of chili and ketchup—the result of a very poor attempt to hide her slobbish eating habits. Looking closer in a strange sort of morbid curiosity, she noticed that Tangle’s vest was slightly strained. Creases that weren’t there before now littered the garment. Against her better judgment, her eyes traveled downwards to the small bit of her midsection peeking underneath the tight vest.

“Do I have something on my face?”

“On your face, no…” The wolf said, clawed fingers covering her muzzle. “How… many did you eat before coming here?”

“Uh, I dunno, really. Why do you ask?”

Whisper bit down on her finger. Straining in thought, no matter how far back she remembered, Tangle always had a slim, athletic build. Now she showed up—all bloated up to the point that her clothes looked like they were two sizes too small. Maybe something to do with an Eggman machine? Or maybe it was Starline doing another scheme of his. Hell, it could even be that the shady salesman that she'd bought the hot dogs from had put something in them. “I—”

PING

Whisper shook her head. A strange, almost otherworldly buzz pulsed through her temple. What was she doing? Her train of thought had been completely derailed, to the point that she was left in the dark about her own thoughts. It was something regarding Tangle and the hot dogs she had brought, but besides that, everything else was smeared with a thick mental fog.

“Whisper? Everything okay?”

The wolf heard a loud, droning hum pass through her ears. It was like the sound of a speaker putting out white noise at full volume. It was perplexing yet… relaxing—like her brain was being massaged by the sound. “Did you hear that?”

“Huh? Is something wrong?”

PING

“Nah, I just… thought I heard something.”

Her stomach rumbled again, and instead of delivering yet another embarrassed apology, the wolf felt compelled to grab the hot dog and take a massive bite out of it. She shared her friend’s intense bewilderment—widened eyes as she felt her jaw wrap around the colossal meal. She bit down, chili splattering all across her uniform. It was no wonder how Tangle got so dirty with how hard it was to eat the giant sausage without splattering the toppings all over oneself.

W-what am I—

PING

She took another ferocious bite. The chili now smeared her muzzle too, but an intense—almost primal—hunger overpowered any kind of self-control. The flavor of the hot dog itself wasn’t even the main draw. Anything would’ve done it—all that mattered was the concept of quelling her sudden craving. Her fangs tore through the meat, bread, and chili like they were nothing. The sheer size almost beckoned her to keep going, calling to her and further stoking the intense hunger that she had suddenly been afflicted with.

“Oh, that’s more like it! I love a good eating contest!”

Tangle scooped up a hot dog for herself with her tail. She couldn’t put as much in her mouth as Whisper because of her lack of fangs, but she tried swallowing faster to make up for it. She barely chewed her food before gulping down, her neck prominently bulging at the large chunks of food traveling down her throat.

In a matter of seconds, the sound of loud slurping and chewing enveloped the room. Never had they before engaged in something so crass, but there was something deep within them urging them to go faster—deeper—hungrier. They moved from chowing down one hot dog to two at the same time—one in each hand, alternating between them. The constant movement had made the stains grow larger and larger, to the point that almost their entire torsos had become smeared with the chili. For a few seconds, they would try to stop eating to wipe it away, but as soon as they did—

PING

Amidst her food-driven haze, Whisper could see Tangle’s stomach further pushing out. Her vest went from just barely letting the very bottom peek out to show the entire area around her belly button. Her flat stomach had now rounded out, with flab beginning to spill above her stretched pants. Beneath the gray-furred blubber were her thick, overfilled legs; no longer slender, thin, and athletic but instead chunky hunks of meat that ground against each other.

Were we… always this big?

Looking down at herself, she realized that her body had gone through a similar transformation. The white shirt underneath her jacket was likewise stretched across her new frame. Half of her stomach was tucked behind her jeans, forming a curvature around the top of her pants. The prominent outline of her stomach and belly button pushed against the cloth, and her once slender arms expanded within her jacket. The leather hugged her limbs, further restricting her movements as she inched the hot dogs closer to her face.

I’m… big? But I’m supposed to…

One more bite was all that it took. Her stomach flew forward with all the momentum that it had built up behind the trousers. Her shirt rode up from the sudden movement, leaving her midsection exposed just like Tangle’s.

The lemur stopped her feasting, mouth hanging open with half-eaten food still inside as she gawked at Whisper's tan stomach. Her gluttony-ridden euphoria dwindled as the reality of the situation slowly dawned on them. Switching her gaze between her own stomach and Whisper’s, it confounded the marsupial into sheer silence.

“H-how did we get…?” The lemur dropped her hot dog on the couch, matting the couch’s white linen coating with deep brown and crimson. “I wasn’t this big!”

“M-Me neither!” Whisper grimaced at the hotdog. The sheer adrenaline flowing through her veins was strong enough to snap her back into lucidity once again. She was fully reminded of the absurd amount of fat and grease that the meal hosted and threw it on the floor in fear and disgust. “What is going on, I-I—”

PING

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The ceiling slowly came into view as Whisper groggily opened her eyes. Her mind still felt consumed by a strange fog—almost half of the last day eluding her reminiscing. The last thing she remembers was sitting with Tangle and having a meal, but everything after that was just a strange blur of intense emotions. Her entire fur was matted with sweat, with the bed covers underneath equally as soaked in sudor.

Stepping from the bed, the springs underneath made a haunting creak—as if they were expressing relief from being freed of her weight. The mirror near their bedside table only further cemented the strange truth in her mind. She thought that perhaps the damage to her body wouldn’t be that bad, but the reflection that greeted her shattered that hope. In nothing but her panties and bra, fat spilled all across her body. Whisper’s chest had gone from a flat surface to sporting a pair of two soft, doughy mounds that pushed her bra upwards. Her belly had expanded to the point of pushing down to her upper thighs, beginning to cover her panties. The only way she could get a clear view of them was by grabbing her growing gut and lifting it up.

The sight brought back memories; sprawled on all fours, pushing her face against the discarded hot dog while Tangle pushed her own hot dogs into her mouth with her tail, scarfing them down with the grace of a feral animal eating away madly. They didn’t even share words at the time, or at least they did it so sparsely that Whisper found herself unable to recall any moment of it. They tore through the bag of hot dogs without mercy, putting the remaining five on the table before devouring them.

This is crazy… And I think that Tangle was maybe calling someone? I remember the sound of a

Looking at Tangle—asleep, sprawled out on the bed with drool leaking out of her mouth and staining the pillow underneath—Whisper saw that she was in a similar state. The lemur was definitely bottom heavier compared to her; her chunky, meaty legs were stuck together with clear lard hanging off the side, jiggling every time she turned and tossed in her sleep. It was like seeing a giant, bloated water balloon be rolled around. The sight was as mesmerizing as it was awe-striking.

Without thinking, she rushed to the lemur’s side. With each step, Whisper felt the ground underneath shaking. She felt like a giant lumbering through a world too big for her, every inch of her flabby frame bouncing at the sudden movement. The impact of each step made ripples travel across her blubber like massive stones dropping into an otherwise tranquil lake.

“Tangle, Tangle!” She dug her thick digits into the lemur’s excess flab, desperately pushing her to make her wake up. The folds that had accumulated on her arm—saggy sacks of meat dragging on top of each other—jiggled as she shook Tangle desperately. Moving the lemur felt like she was pushing a boulder, yet the desperation pushed her to keep going even through the quickly arriving exhaustion. “Come on, wake up!”

Tangle shifted in her sleep, trying to push away Whisper’s hand from her doughy arms. She was sleeping like a log, her large breasts rising up and down as she tried to continue in her slumber. The sports bra hat she always wore was now painfully overstretched across her large chest, and Whisper had to try her best to not let her eyes wander towards it for long.

“Mmgh…” Tangle slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes. “...I feel so heavy… what happened?” Her eyes slowly traveled downwards, the shock of the sight snapping her awake. “Oh.”

“Y-yeah, I know. It’s strange, but we first have to get out of here and ask for help.”

“Shouldn’t we get… y’know…” Tangle gestured at herself, then at Whisper. She was struggling to keep her eyes away from her companion’s curvy body, eyes darting all across the room in a desperate attempt to preserve whatever little dignity she could afford. “...Get dressed, yeah. We should probably do that.”

“We first need to find our clothes…” Whisper scanned the room, almost immediately noticing the pieces of tattered cloth spread around the room like confetti. There was a mix of blacks, greys, and oranges. The sight brought a retaliation to Whisper so intense like a sledgehammer to the face. “Dammit.”

“Don’t we have anything else?”

Whisper tugged on her panties, barely able to stretch them past a few inches. “I don’t think that we’ll be able to fit into anything else. We’re lucky that our underwear is made out of elastic material.”

“So we’ll need to go like this…?” Her cheeks turned a deep crimson, burying her head into her hands to muffle a scream. She let out a deep shrill that her hands barely manage to mute, maintaining the shriek for a few seconds. “AAAAAAAGH!”

Straining her throat—voice quivering as she reached her limit—she sloooowly piped down until she didn’t have anything to give. Pulling her hands away from her face, Tangle took a deep breath. “Yeah, we can go outside.” She said calmly, reaching her hand out towards Whisper. “Can you help me get up? My back’s killing me.” Said back was composed of multiple folds of fat stacked on top of each other, sagging downwards, and the sweat trapped between them lubricating the excess fat.

“Uh. Yeah…” Still transfixed by the sweat of her friend’s gargantuan frame, Whisper hesitated for a second before grasping Tangle’s hand. She tried pulling back, flexing the muscles on her equally flabby back. Simply shaking the lemur’s body was already a war of attrition, but trying to pull her out of the bed was straight up Sisyphean. She pulled and pulled, fangs intensely clenched as even more sweat traveled down her overweight frame. She put all of her body strength—whatever was left of it and not buried underneath blubber and rendered useless—into one intense push. “Comeeeee OOOON!”

Dragging her feet backward, Whisper tried her best to haul all four hundred pounds worth of lemur, yet her strength was futile against the gargantuan pile of gray-furred blubber. The sweat reached her soles, and against the slippery surface, she slipped. Without a steady posture, Tangle’s counterweight dragged her down to the bed. “W-waugh!” Her gut smashed against the lemur’s, their faces mere inches away from each other—Whisper able to feel the pungent, strong chili odor on her breath. “Crap, Tangle! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I—”

PING

“No need to apologize.” The world had gone pink for just a second. Tangle could feel something that had bloomed within her. Something strong that was entangling all her thoughts into an obsessive, perverse desire. The slight shame of having her body devolved into a pile of excess fat morphed into a bizarre sense of pride that swelled within her. She had never felt more powerful and respect-worthy in her life. Her previous petite frame was no longer a pinnacle of athleticism, but a pitiful state of being that she never wanted to return to.

Looking back at Whisper, Tangle knew that the wolf was sharing those same blissful thoughts. Her usual azure eyes were now coated with that intense rosy hue that the rest of the world had been marred in for a few seconds.

“Are you hungry?” The wolf asked, breathless from just rubbing against Tangle. “Because I am.”

“You bet!” Tangle cheered. “How about we get some breakfast to celebrate? I think we deserve a reward for working so hard.”

“Y-yeah…” The wolf giggled, clearly not used to feeling such an intense rush of emotions. Her hands wandered toward her breasts and gut, feeling them up now that she had gained a new appreciation for them. “I think that we do.”

They helped each other up, taking an excruciating amount of time as they dragged themselves out of bed. The bed could barely hold the two together, but the mattress’ high-pitched shriek only served to grow their swelling ego further.

“We need to get a bigger bed. I think we’re too big for it…” Whisper mumbled.

“Let’s make sure that we run it down first.” Tangle smugly said, winking at the wolf. “No need to buy a new one until it’s broken.”

Whisper’s mouth quivered into a wavering, shaky smile. “Y-yeah, I suppose that you’re right…”

Entering their living room, they were met with a mess of chaos and disarray. The entire floor was covered in food scraps and stains. Empty, food-stained plates filled up the living room desk, dinner table, and kitchen table. The crumpled hot dog bag was crumpled underneath the Tupperware container where their potato salad used to be.

“Oh… I guess that we ate a lot more than the hot dogs.” Whisper said in a defeated voice. Her stomach gurgled as the lack of food left her body to despair. The strange pink hue that coated her thoughts and the world made her stomach all the more desperate. Despite having just woken up from an intense food coma, she felt like she was starving. The sensation was almost like her stomach was devouring itself from sheer desperation, her hands gripping her bellowing gut in pain. “Ughhhh! Man, we should’ve saved some food for today… I feel like I’m going to pass out…”

“Don’t worry! I think that I might’ve done something yesterday just in case something happened.” Grabbing her phone off the counter—grease stains smeared all across the screen that Tangle licked off almost immediately—the lemur checked to see if the call that she made last night in the middle of her gluttony-ridden stupor went through. A massive grin painted itself across her face as she looked at her order in the food app. “Yep! Ordered something for today. This app allows you to order stuff ahead of time…”

“Oh, how useful! How much did you order?”

In tow, a knock on the door was heard. Tangle used her tail to brush aside all the plates, food scraps, and silverware from her path as she waddled towards the entrance. The shame of being seen in her ill-fitting underwear had completely banished, the intense desire for food now overtaking any possible humiliation in terms of priority. Decency be damned, she would get her food even if she had to get the door almost naked.

That resolve didn’t waver as she opened the door. “Heya! Do you have the food?” She said cheerily even before checking if the person behind the entrance was even the delivery man. She was correct, and noticing the massive package that contained many tiny bags of grease-filled food, Tangle snatched them from his arms. “Thanks a bunch, man!”

“Ah, um, eh…” The delivery boy—a short stout completely dwarfed by Tangle’s massive body—stammered as he struggled to properly convey the rush of adrenaline from seeing a woman so gigantic. Her protruding midsection just barely brushed against his arms, smearing her sweat against his uniform. “Y-you areuh… welcome…” He felt his entire face burning up, and before he uttered a half-hearted compliment, the lemur turned around—giving him a full view of her plump rump—and smashed the door shut. “Woah…”

The lemur unloaded the food onto the diner table, Whisper already having shoved as many plates as she could into the dishwasher while putting the rest around the kitchen counter. The very same large hot dogs Tangle dragged in yesterday were part of the giant food package, but they were accompanied by a large array of junk food; burgers with three meat patties—large fried donuts larger than their hands—family-sized pizzas with almost every topic one could think of—soggy cardboard boxes filled with fries and onion rings—and other pieces of food that had been deep fried. They were accompanied by five three liters bottles of cola—ice cold to go along with the mountain of savory food.

Whisper drooled at the sight, her stomach letting out a leviathan-esque roar. “Do you think that’s enough for the both of us?”

“I can always order more!”

She giggled at the lemur’s enthusiasm. “Good point!”

Just like yesterday, the pair began wolfing down the massive buffet in front of them. Unlike the last day, they weren’t in a strange sort of haze that clouded their thoughts. This time, they knew perfectly what they wanted. They were going to consume everything down to the last crumb. That was the only way that they could possibly ever be satisfied. Their stomachs churned loudly as the food was digested at lightning speed. Each bite transformed into yet more fat to adorn their already obese bodies.

Whisper couldn’t get enough out of the crunch that her fangs made whenever she tore into a deep-fried meal. Pizzas—boneless chicken wings—chocolate bananas; they were all torn to shreds by her ravenous fangs. The texture of the rough, fried bits let their greasy flavor drip onto her tongue. She was more than happy to eat food like this for the rest of her life, perfectly fine to leave her healthy war rations behind forever. Alternating between the mountain of fried food, she grabbed one of the massive cola bottles and popped the cap off. Not bothering to serve herself a cup, she began chugging down joyfully.

Tangle equally gorged on the giant buffet. She used her tails to grab giant clumps of fries, onion rings, and donuts to shove them all into her mouth. Her cheeks swelled up like a squirrel’s as she very slowly turned the food inside into mush. As soon as she gulped down, her tail—like it had a life of its own—pushed more food to replace the already consumed pieces of fried junk.

“Mgmh, this is so great!” Tangle moaned.”

“I need more…” The wolf gasped between bites, each gulp sending her down further into the spiral of gluttony and depravity. “Tangle, order more…”

“Hah, we’re not even done and you already want more?”

“I-it’s just that I’m hungry! We need to make sure that we wear the bed down like you said, right?” The wolf nervously explained, clearly trying to match the lemur’s excited pace.

“That we do!” Reaching for the phone with her tail, she began opening up the app with her grease-coated fingers, once again staining the phone. “We’ll eat like queens!”

As she began opening up the phone to make the call, light began to pour out of the chest through the keyhole. It turned itself around as if puppeteered by a poltergeist, undoing the lock and bursting open to let the entire room be engulfed in the pink light. The pair didn’t even flinch, letting the mysterious glow seep into their minds. Their gluttony held them put on their seats, perfectly willing to drown in the pink euphoric bliss.

“EAT AWAY…”

“YOU WILL FOREVER BE IN THE DEBT TO THE SPIRITS OF VITALITY.”

“KEEP CONSUMING TO FUEL US. IT’S YOUR DUTY. THE MORE YOU EAT, THE MORE WONDERFUL YOU’LL FEEL.”

“SO YOU WILL NEVER STOP.”

“NEVER STOP.”

“NEVER.”

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The gem continued to float around the room. It had wrapped the entire house around its powers. It continuously cleaned up after the pair’s slobby habits. It initially didn’t want to do it—more than happy to let the two surround themselves with reminders of their debaucherous lifestyle—but eventually the piles and food piled up so much that it was slowly becoming inhospitable. The gem certainly wanted to keep its hosts stable, so it reluctantly cleaned up every once in a while.

Scooping up Tangle’s phone, the gem began to glow as the food app started up—seemingly on its own. “Heya! Ordering some more. Yeah, just leave it on the door since I’ll pay with my ring card!” It mimicked her voice perfectly, putting up the third order of the day. The gem already was acquainted with their eating habits. If it needed a reminder, the ear-piercing gurgling that came from their stomachs.

Looking down at them, the gem couldn’t help but feel prideful. Not even beds meant for elephants could hold them, so it simply moved them to the living room and dealt with the furniture to make space for the two growing mammals. Each one of them could probably take up enough space for one bed and a half—a great achievement. Walking was just a thing of the past now. Even if the gem hadn’t erased the desire to move out of their minds, the futility would’ve settled in eventually. It was just speeding up the process along.

“Mgghooagh…” Whisper breathed in through her mouth, struggling to catch her breath through the piles of blubber resting atop her chest, pressing down on her ribs. “Thaaanghle…”

“Y-yeah, Whisper?” She weakly answered, slowly turning her head, dragging her neck and all the rings of fat attached to it. “What’s…” She had to stop to take a breath, huffing in exhaustion from simply gazing at the wolf. “...Up?”

“Just wanted to… Mgh…” The wolf shamelessly let a surge of pressure erupt through her mouth, pushing out a belch that even made the gem wince. “Ugh… Tell you that you’re beautiful…”

“Hah…” She coughed loudly, wriggling her hands. “You too…”

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