BTDUBS, the friend for whom I drew this wrote a story to go along with it:
Tifa was still in her tuxedo, absolutely adoring the large tear in her XXXXXL-sized pants of the said tux. Of course it had fit her when she picked it up two weeks ago but her own appetite and her new wife's joy in said appetite was quite the incentive to ruin the poor pair of pants.
Tifa waddled closer to her seated spouse, drinking in the view of her beloved Lightning and how she was finally going from just chubby to fat.
Tifa had vowed to care for Lightning for the rest of their lives, had sworn to always make sure she came first, and to love her regardless of whatever life had in store. Lightning was just finishing off her third slice of cake, a far cry from the two whole cakes Tifa polished off during the reception, but it was a wonderful start.
Already Lightning's gut was taut and looked quite full. Tifa squealed loudly at the sight of Lightning enjoying the empty calories, waddling closer and leaning down towards the cute gut her wife had sworn to make bigger twenty minutes after Tifa said yes to her proposal five months ago.
"Honey, you're doing so good! I'm so proud to be your wife!"
Lightning's green eyes met hers then and she smiled, a full, warm grin that made Tifa beam back. It was rare, these grins, and Tifa decided to kiss her wife right then and there.
After breaking apart from the lip-lock, Tifa's eyes moved to the three full-sized wedding cakes remaining and what was left of the fourth. Lightning had been thorough, cutting huge chunks from what Tifa had left behind, setting them all on a large platter.
Picking a chunk on said platter up, Tifa looked at the cake in her fat hand to Lightning's stomach.
"If this ends up hurting you, I'll never forgive myself, so Claire, if you even feel a little pinch from your dress, you let me know and I'll stop, okay?"
Lightning nodded, eyes set in a determined glare at the chunks of cake on the platter and then at the piece in Tifa's hand.
Lightning had vowed to never let Tifa down, to love her always, and to protect her from anything that might hurt her.
She'd stop the moment she felt true pain from her quite full middle to keep that vow, no matter how good it felt to be stuffed like this.
She was so grateful that Tifa had gotten her to agree to put on some pounds during the engagement period.
"Of course honey, now let's finish off this cake and you can have the rest tomorrow."
Tifa nodded, leaning even closer and causing a huge rip to tear into life along the bottom half of her fancy suit and the top half of her pants.
"I'm getting too big to wear the pants in this relationship," Tifa murmured, bringing the cake up to Lightning's lips. "Now say ahh, honey, and we'll start making you ready to wear these ones for our first year anniversary."
"Ahh," Lightning said, closing her eyes as Tifa started to feed her. After making sure Lightning swallowed the first big bite, Tifa kept on pressing more in. Not fast, but not slow. Just enough time for Lightning to properly chew.
After five minutes, the first chunk was gone and Tifa's palm was flat against Lightning's mouth, her wife's tongue licking a bit along the crumb-coated fingers. Tifa had the most content smile she could remember giving on her face as she took in Lightning's chewing cheeks, stuffed with food, the way her spouse's eyes were closed as she basked in the feeling of being so full, how her hands gripped the sides of her stuffed middle.
"So beautiful," Tifa murmured, Lightning swallowing and opening her eyes.
"Not as much as you," Lightning replied, a hand prodding Tifa's exposed gut. Tifa's face was flushed from both excitement and the compliment.
"If you say so. I'll make sure I'm always the biggest though, just like you like it. The only question is how big do you want to be?"
Lightning looked over at the rest of the cake she was determined to eat and then back at Tifa.
"Feed me the rest of that platter and I'll tell you."
Tifa beamed, bringing up the next slice to her most important person's mouth.
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An hour later, Lightning was stuffed to her limit, the platter empty, and Tifa both fretting and aroused.
"Oh Light, I told you to let me know when it started hurting!"
A few scattered bits of Lightning's dress lay around the chair she was still sitting in, a casualty of the newlywed's hunger.
Lightning cupped Tifa's fat face and brought it down to eye-level with her own.
"It doesn't hurt."
"Light, don't lie," Tifa replied.
"It doesn't. Oh sure it feels really uncomfortable, but I think it's just me reaching my limit. I'm definitely not going to be eating a lot tomorrow."
Tifa nodded at that, watching as Lightning got a dollop of frosting on her finger and smeared it around her lips before taking the veil and lowering it in front of her face once more.
"Can you carry me to bed?"
"Of course!"
Gripping Lightning's wider behind, Tifa allowed herself a moment of fun as she dug deeply with a few fingers into the fat that had found it's way onto her wife's butt while her other hand started lifting a fat thigh up.
There was a lot of sweat dripping down Tifa's face and more rips from her tuxedo, but Tifa managed to do what her wife asked, gently setting her down on the bed before laying down beside her.
Removing the veil, Tifa kissed Lightning deeply, both choosing to ignore the heavy groan from their reinforced wedding bed.
Cid had promised it would hold up to nine hundred pounds with no problem.
After the kiss, Tifa broke apart and tore off the rest of her tux, totally nude save for her still intact XXXXXXL lingerie.
Lightning tried her best to follow suit but was far too stuffed.
"Can I?"
Lightning nodded, Tifa soon divesting her spouse and began to eat the tastiest treat of all.
After consummating their marriage, Lightning cuddled up to Tifa's enormity, eyes boring into Tifa's own.
"Next year, let's make sure you can sit down and break a bed like this by yourself."
"Sounds perfect, as long as you fit perfectly into my smallest pair of jeans."
Both smiled at one another again before Lightning closed her eyes, letting Tifa's hugely obese figure lull her into sleep.
Tifa spared a moment more to watch her sleeping wife as she also closed her eyes, the safe feeling she only got with Lightning making her feel protected, loved, and grateful that they had a big future ahead of them.
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