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It was no secret that Adam loved food. He was constantly eating something and it was his favorite part of Heaven. All the delicacies he could ever hope to indulge in, all without having to work his fat ass off to earn it! Speaking of which, when he manifested in Heaven, his body was altered drastically; he was once lean with the muscles of a laborer and when food was scarce his muscles would become visible thanks to his body cannibalizing his minimal fat. 

God, it sucked. Eve had it easier because she had more fat on her body and the dear woman even offered up her own food to him when shit got really bad. He hated accepting it, but the fact of the matter was that she had more energy to burn.

So he figures that’s why he showed up in Heaven with this body. 

After all, Heaven gives you the appearance that most suits your soul. This body of his may be different than what he had on Earth, but it was also so much more comfortable. Not to diss God’s handiwork, because his human body was perfectly sculpted, but the body he had now made him feel like he was cradled in luxury. So soft and plush, layers of fat covering his muscles. 

Adam looked around the immediate area from where he was seated in a booth in a restaurant. No one was in eyeshot of him, so…

He moved one of his hands under the table and pressed it into his belly, shivering as he took another bite of his burger. He had to hold back a moan as he swallowed the food in time with sinking his fingers into his pliable flesh, kneading it over the fabric of his t-shirt.

Fuck, touching his belly felt so good! 

Not in a sexual way, it just felt nice. Soothing, in a way. 

Adam licked away some of the juice from the burger that remained on his lips, slipping his hand under his shirt so he could rub his increasingly full belly in soothing circles. Ahhh, that felt nice and relaxing. Adam could practically feel a contented purr rising in the back of his throat.

Then he heard footsteps and quickly removed his hand from under his shirt, settling his elbows on the table just as a man and a woman walked past him. The man gave him a passing glance and a scoff while the woman tossed him a look and giggled. They sat at the booth behind the empty seat across from him and weren’t subtle with their comments.

They tried to keep their voices hushed but Adam’s superior hearing heard them loud and clear.

“Geez, you see that guy?” The man snorted.

“I know! All that food on his table? I get this is Heaven, but come on, show a little restraint.” The woman replied, “And not to be a total beyotch, but, you know…” Her voice wavered slightly, “What’s up with his body?”

“Eh, the bird-people are more off-putting, honey,” the man chuckled, “he looks normal to me, just a bit chubby.”

The woman was silent and Adam just knew she was giving him a sassy look.

“Normal for Earth, maybe,” she replied, “and that’s not chubby, he’s fat. I used to be that fat, you used to be that fat. Why would anyone want to be that fat in Heaven? I don’t get it.”

“I don’t know, dear, maybe you should talk a little louder so he’ll hear you. Maybe he’ll answer you.”

The woman let out a long sigh in response, “I’m not going to be a jerk to someone, dear. We literally just got here and I’m just confused is all. Well, whatever, it’s his afterlife and he can do what he wants with it. Right? Right.”

“That’s right, honey.”

Adam stopped paying attention after that. He’s heard worse comments about his appearance before and while they made him feel shitty in the beginning, he’s stopped letting it get to him.

After finishing his burger, he heard another pair of footsteps hurrying in his direction. Familiar clacking of heels in the marble floor. He smiled to himself as Lute rounded the corner and greeted him with a smile of her own, all dolled up in nice but casual clothes for him; a low-cut dark ashy purple shirt and a simple black skirt, adorned with simple silver jewelry with a guitar pick pendant that had his signature ‘A’ symbol engraved on it.

“Having fun without me, sir?” Lute chuckled as she joined him in the booth, scooting up next to him and slotting herself under his arm where she belonged, “Sorry I was running late, a couple of the girls got into a scuffle and I had to reprimand them,” she sighed in annoyance, “then I had to get cleaned up and ugh, you know how it is.”

“Totally,” he snorted, giving her a kiss on her cheek, “well luckily for you, I only had the first course.” Adam gave her a playful wink and Lute wiggled excitedly in response, “And I ordered a pizza for the next course,” he whispered in her ear, “a nice, gooey, cheese pizza.”

Lute shivered with anticipation and her hand automatically went to Adam’s belly, her palm pressing into his soft flesh as she bit her lip, “Sounds delicious, sir, and how about dessert?”

Adam scoffed like he was offended, “Lava cake, obviously, babe!”

She licked her lips and started rubbing her hand around in little circles on Adam’s gut, “You always know just what I’m craving, sir.”

Adam finally released the purr that wanted to slip free from before, uncaring of who heard the low rumbling noise coming from him. His woman was rubbing his belly, pressing her plump breasts against his gut and smiling up at him like he hung the stars in the sky just for her.

Fuck, that made the warm feeling in his belly spread through his whole body. While Adam knew he was sexy as fuck, a lot of the ladies seemed to think otherwise, so having Lute adore his body made him feel like the sexiest fucker in all of Creation (which he was, of course). But having someone love your body, being specifically attracted to it, can really make a guy feel desired.

And oh how Lute made him feel desired. Crazy bitch looked at him like she wanted to devour him whole. When they made love, she so often had her mouth sucking, biting, and nibbling at his round belly, leaving hickies scattered across his skin.

If it wasn’t her mouth on his gut, it was her hot and leaking pussy, humping his belly with sheer desperation. Her blatant arousal leaving his abdomen soaking wet with her juices more than made up for his rare moments of insecurity regarding his appearance.

When the pizza arrived, Lute eagerly grabbed a slice and held it up to Adam’s lips, watching hungrily as Adam stuck out his tongue to catch a string of cheese dripping from the slice. He twirled it around the cheese and winked at her blushing expression.

Finally, he took a bite and moaned. Lute gasped shakily and pulled the slice away, taking a bite for herself.

“I think, um…” She pressed her thighs together and nibbled on her lip, “I think you’re more than capable of feeding yourself, sir.” Lute batted her eyelashes at him suggestively and Adam cocked his brow, curious as to what she had in mind.

“Yeah, I’m a big boy,” he chuckled with a wink, “I can feed myself.”

He took the slice of pizza from her and started devouring it while Lute snaked her hand up his shirt, running her fingers through the hair on his large belly, giving it a squeeze. Her small hands wandered lower, past the elastic band of his stretchy and baggy pants. Lute quickly found his flaccid cock and wrapped her fingers around it, pumping it slowly while staring into his eyes as he kept eating.

Adam kept his cool, amused at how unraveled his girlfriend got just from copping a feel of his goods and giving him a handjob. Watching him eat got her so hot n’ bothered, it was crazy!

“Can I roll up your shirt a little, sir?” Lute whispered in a low voice, hungry for more of his body.

“Don’t let it go past the table, sweetie,” he cooed in response, “we’re in public after all.”

The reminder of potential witnesses to their kinky activities sent a thrill up Lute’s spine. She grabbed the hem of his shirt and slowly rolled it up, exposing more of his perfect body for her viewing pleasure. She let out a slow and shaky exhale at the sight of his voluptuous folds being set free from his shirt. His pliable and tender flesh pressing against the curve of his large cock, which she still held in her hand, holding it in a such a way as to make sure it was touching his belly; making sure Adam could feel the heat of his own cock against his gut and that his dick could enjoy the soft warmth of his belly fat.

Adam moaned around the next bite of pizza, his eyes fluttering lazily as he swallowed.

“Lute,” he began in a low voice, his tone serving as a strict warning, “don’t be a brat, that sort of thing is for when we’re alone, sweetheart.” 

His gently chiding tone made the woman pout with a huff, but she relented and moved his dick back to a more natural position, putting it just out of reach of Adam’s drooping belly. Fuck, she really wanted to get him off by rubbing his amazing cock against his perfect belly. It drove Adam insane when they humped each other in horny and desperate moments, his dick in between her pussy lips, hot and heavy against her clit, while his massive body crushed her against the nearest flat surface, sandwiching his cock in between her pussy and his glorious fat body.

Adam grabbed his soda and loudly slurped the sweet fluid through the straw, letting out a loud burp that made Lute shudder with exhilaration. She continued to pump his cock, her movements growing quicker as her need to satisfy her man increased. The soft and plentiful foreskin slid over the head of his cock with every upward stroke and each time Lute swiped her thumb over the tip, Adam would shiver and take another bite of pizza to muffle his moans.

As heat pooled in his lower belly, his pleasure about to reach its peak, Adam grabbed her wrist to make her stop, to stave off his orgasm until the right time. Lute whined like a child who was just denied her favorite toy when he forced her hand off his dick.

“Eat, babe,” he pointed at the pizza, “you must be starving.” Adam grinned at her annoyed pout, but she followed his order anyway, devouring her half of the pizza to rush towards dessert.

Adam himself ate his pizza nice and slow, teasing her with every bite.

Her leg started bouncing up and down with nervous energy, eager to move this along. She licked her lips, eyeing Adam’s round belly and his hard cock that drooped from the sheer weight of itself.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Adam finished and licked his fingers free from the grease. 

Then he blatantly stretched back, raising his arms and causing his shirt to rise up a little more, giving Lute more of him to view. His dick and belly were shamelessly on display, hidden from everyone but her hungry eyes. When he lowered his arms, his hands found his stomach and he slapped it softly, earning a whimper from Lute. 

He bit his lip and started rubbing his full belly, letting out a satisfied hum, “Wanna get dessert to go, sweetie?”

Lute nodded frantically and when the waitress came to their table, Lute shouted far too loudly that they wanted dessert to go. Adam zipped himself back up before the waitress returned and they left the restaurant, Adam’s arm slung over Lute’s shoulder.

The second they shut the door to their place behind them, Lute practically slammed Adam up against the wall. His poor shirt was ripped into pieces by his insatiable girlfriend; unable to control herself any longer. It drove Adam crazy how she desired him so strongly, how she couldn’t get enough of his fat body.

When his shirt was gone, Lute immediately planted her face in Adam’s stomach, her fingers digging into his soft flesh as she lavished his belly in attention. Giving him sloppy wet kisses and nipping at the fullest part of him, she fell to her knees like a devotee worshiping her god.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, sir,” she managed to get out in between kisses, her hands clumsily pulling on his pants in a desperate bid to remove them, “your body is so perfect, it’s like I can’t get enough!”

The compliment made Adam purr with satisfaction and he rewarded Lute by running his fingers through her snowy locks, gently scratching at her scalp. Lute moaned, shivering with delight at the action, whimpering needily as Adam found her sensitive spot at the base of her skull.

“A-adam…” She whispered softly, “Please, I need you.”

Adam licked his lips and held up the bag their dessert was in, “Then let’s go to the kitchen, babe.”

Lute smiled at him with nothing but relief, tears coming to her eyes now that her denial was coming to an end.

As soon as they made their way to the kitchen, Adam stuck his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his pants and shimmied the material down in a slow and teasing manner, just to antagonize Lute further. His cock sprang free and he let out a hiss of pleasure in time with Lute’s whimper.

Chuckling, he threw his pants in Lute’s face. Bitch was so mesmerized watching her man that it surprised her. Of course, being the little freak that she was, Lute immediately pressed the fabric to her face and inhaled the scent of his crotch. 

Adam grinned sharply at her as she opened her mouth and started sucking on the material, lapping away at the residual sweat and pre-cum he left behind.

“Freak.” He insulted her with a wicked smirk while backing away from her until his ass hit the kitchen table; he placed his palms on the surface and pushed himself up so he was sitting on it. The table was strong and sturdy, designed specifically to handle Adam’s size and weight specifically for moments like these. Food play and body worship were a part of their regular routine after all! 

The first time they did this, Adam straight up broke his kitchen table. It embarrassed him so much that it totally killed his mood, until Lute confessed that him being enormous enough to break a table was a turn on for her. Up until then he figured she only liked him in spite of his size, not that she was legitimately attracted to fat bastards like himself.

Ever since then, he found he rather enjoyed displaying himself on the kitchen table for Lute’s viewing pleasure. 

He spread his legs wide, giving Lute an eyeful of his large gut and the hard cock that was poking out from underneath it. He licked his lips when her breath hitched, then he started to gently caress his belly in slow and soothing strokes, moving his hands lower until he slapped his stomach hard enough to sting. Lute yelped in surprise, immediately giggling after.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered and then pointed to the floor, “then get on all fours.”

Lute had never disrobed so quickly before. Her clothes were gone in a flash and she fell to her knees, grinning up at him hopefully like a little puppy eager to please her master.

“Crawl.” He ordered her, beckoning her towards him.

Lute obeyed readily, crawling over to him like a woman possessed, stopping when she was right under where his cock was hanging just above her, hot and throbbing with an aching need that she longed to satisfy.

“I’m feeling generous, babe,” Adam hummed as he hooked his leg behind her back, “I’m gonna give you something special.”

That was all the warning Lute got as Adam put his other leg behind her back and squeezed his thighs together, pressing Lute’s head and neck between them. Lute let out a truly pathetic moan as her eyelids fluttered.

“Ha… Sir!” She smiled thankfully, tears coming to her eyes as her lips found her way to Adam’s cock. Enveloped in Adam’s warm thighs, she couldn’t help but kiss the underside of the man’s dick, loving how Adam squeezed his thighs a little tighter when she did so, “S-so good!” She wheezed; her hands groping at the thick flesh of Adam’s legs.

“God, you’re sexy like this, babe!” Adam laughed, “On your knees, between my legs, your face all red like a tomato, kissing and licking my dick,” he smirked at her, twirling some of her hair around his fingers, “showing me the fuckin’ respect I deserve. That’s why you’re here and not some other bitch. You know your goddamn place is right fuckin’ here!”

He punctuated his final word with a swift and brutal squeeze of his thighs, making Lute gasp as a strangled wheeze left her throat and her nails dug into his skin as she struggled to breathe. Her eyelids fluttered again, her eyes rolling backwards as her body trembled.

“S-sir, I—!” Lute barely managed to squeak out before a shuddering whine left her and Adam heard the distinct sound of fluid hitting the tile floor. The smell that followed told Adam just what came out of her.

“Seriously? You came from that?” He snorted, laughing at her flushed cheeks and embarrassed expression, “If it wasn’t so fuckin’ funny and if I wasn’t in such a good mood, I’d be a little pissed you came without permission, baby girl.”

He lessened the pressure around her neck and head, allowing her to breathe but not so much that she was free to fall to the floor.

“S-s-sorry, sir, I…” Lute shuddered and hid her face against Adam’s thigh, “I j-just can’t help myself when it comes to you!”

Adam’s cheeks turned a dusty pink from the sheer desire Lute held in her glazed over eyes. He’s not sure he’ll ever get used to how earnest Lute could be with her feelings. Bitch didn’t play coy and was always upfront about her wants and needs in their relationship; she didn’t expect him to just magically know what she was thinking and Adam appreciated that.

Thinking about it, Adam’s own desires softened into wanting to shower Lute with love and affection, “Aww, Lutey-tooty…” He teased her with the cutesy pet name and she went bright red as soon as he said it, “You really do know how to make a man feel sexy, babe.”

“Thank you, sir…” Lute hid her face against his thigh again, feeling more flustered than she did moments ago.

“Sweetie, you ready to move on or do you need a minute?” Adam asked her in a gentle tone, petting her hair soothingly, “Or we could save dessert until after dinner tonight, if you prefer.”

Lute whined, clinging to his thigh and nuzzling her face against it, “I’m sorry…”

Adam sighed a little, “Babe, you did really well today, you don’t need to be sorry.” He loosened his thighs but still kept his legs wrapped around her back, “How about you put those gorgeous tits around my dick and get me off,” he grabbed her chin and tilted her face upwards so she was looking him in the eye, “and then you can cuddle me as much as you want, okay?”

She nodded against his thigh and found the will to pry herself away from his leg. Grabbing the tops of his thighs, she raised herself up so she was standing on her knees. Lute put her breasts around Adam’s cock and the man let out a moan of relief, shuddering with delight.

“Your tits really are the best, babe, I swear to God,” he let out a small laugh and put his hand on the back of Lute’s neck, holding her steady as he rocked up into the warmth enveloping his dick, “perfect big tits to match my fat ass,” he chuckled at his own joke and Lute couldn’t help but crack a smile as well, “there’s the pretty smile I love so much. Seriously, you’re cute as fuck, Lute. Beautiful too.”

The woman squeaked a little, “Th-thank you, sir…!”

“Seriously, you go from a hungry lioness to a timid little mouse,” he breathed heavily the more he fucked into Lute’s breasts, feeling the growing pressure in his lower belly, “Christ, I fuckin’ love you, Lute.”

He bucked hard and felt his balls twitch, drawing upward as pleasure washed over him. His climax hit and cum spurted out of his dick in thick globs where it was sandwiched between Lute’s large breasts. The sticky fluid coated her chest and Lute moaned, feeling her own pleasure wash over her again.

A modest orgasm left her in response to Adam’s pleasure, “F-fuck…”

“Ha! Holy shit, babe, did you cum again?” Adam chuckled breathlessly, leaning back on the table as he panted, “Who cums from giving someone a titjob? Not that I’m complaining because it’s seriously fuckin’ hot, but damn…!”

Lute used Adam’s thighs for leverage to pull herself up and promptly flopping onto Adam’s body, getting petty revenge for his mockery by getting his cum on his stomach.

“You’re also fuckin’ gross, dangertits,” he snorted and grabbed Lute by her arms, hauling her up onto the table with him so she laid on top of him, “luckily for you, I like gross.”

Lute snorted, unable to hold back her tired laughter, “I love you, Adam,” she crawled up his body a bit to snuggle her face against his throat, “you are so good to me.”

Adam pressed a kiss to her forehead, “Back at ya, babe,” he lightly caressed her back, the tips of his fingers moving up and down the length of her spine, “love having a pretty little thing like you doting on me.”

The woman chuckled, placing a kiss on his throat in a tender gesture of affection, “And I love having a big handsome man like you doing literally anything to me.”

“Pervert.”

“You know it.”