Kaworu gently took hold of Shinji's fat hand.

"Shinji-kun," cooed Kaworu gently, running his own pale, thin fingers in between Shinji's much, much fatter ones.

Shinji blushed as he gazed down at the interlinked fingers. "Kaworu-san," he whispered softly, closing his plump fingers around Kaworu's thin hand.

They were out at one of the parks. Kaworu had parked Shinji in the shade; it was a bit warm outside, and Shinji's fat body sweated easily. The mammoth former Eva pilot currently tipped the scales at 406 kilograms, almost 900 standard pounds of fat flesh. Shinji was a bulk. He was a blob. He was a mountain of fat. His large body was swathed in a pink muumuu with white flowers on it. Kaworu had also put a white sunhat on his head, and white sandals on his feet. Shinji's fingernails were painted pink. He wore pink lipstick, too.

Shinji's hoggish face billowed as he simpered at his caretaker. Shinji's great big jowls jiggled slightly as he made a smiling expression, and his three chins wattled. His third chin was the biggest and fattest, and it sloshed and rippled when his head moved like the dewlap of a cow. It sagged down into the gap between Shinji's large, fat breasts. His big boy hooters were prominent and weighty, and he had plenty of cleavage.

"You are truly special, Shinji," said Kaworu, running his fingers over the top of the chubby hand. Shinji's skin was soft and smooth. Kaworu took good care of his fat pet, always covering his vast body with lotion after a shower. Shinji was always powdered and perfumed, a beautiful fat specimen. He was treated specially, and it made him feel special, too. Every moment in Kaworu's presence felt special to Shinji.

Tears pricked at the corners of Shinji's eyes. "My love, oh, Kaworu-san..." cooed the fat gay boy.

Kaworu kissed Shinji's fingers, one by one.

Shinji wept silently. He was overcome with love and lust for his boyfriend. "Kaworu-san I love you," puffed out Shinji, using his other hand to fan himself. Even in the shade he was getting rather hot. His vast bulk got hot easily outdoors, even in the mild climate of Northern California. The chins and jowls sloshed as Shinji fully turned to look Kaworu in his red eyes. "You're my whole world."

Prrbbddd

Brrrrffbblll

The silence after Shinji's confession was broken by the croak and whine of his bowels. Quietly, softly, peacefully, Shinji began to poop. Hot, wet turds exited from between his massive butt cheeks out into his huge bariatric diaper. He'd last had a bowel movement several hours ago, and the fat gay boy, rendered incontinent by years of anal sex, pooped multiple times throughout the day.

Shinji smiled and blushed. "Kaworu-san... a bit of a poo poo," he said softly.

"I can hear your body working, my pet," said Kaworu. He went around to the back of the bariatric wheelchair. He lifted up the back hem of Shinji's muumuu, exposing his massive diaper to the world. Today it was covered in unicorns and rainbows; Kaworu often got childish prints on Shinji's huge diapers when he custom-ordered them. Because, of course, no standard model of bariatric diaper would fit an ass of Shinj's size. Kaworu casually kneaded the crinkly white fabric. He could feel the growing mound of turds beneath. He smiled. "Your body is a marvelous device, my pet."

Shinji sighed lustfully. A shiver ran up his spine. He felt so content.

Prrrddd

The poop continued to flow.