Shinji Ikari was fat and fabulous.

Kaworu pushed him down the sidewalk, headed towards the park. Shinji lounged in his enormous bariatric wheelchair, billowing in his vast blubber. He was incredibly fat. He'd gotten so huge... he had weighed 500 kilograms the other day. More than half a standard ton. A big mountain of fat.

Brrbbttt

"Oh, pooping away!" said Shinji with a laugh and a smile. He was already sitting in a load of feces, and his overtaxed bowels added more to it, filling his diaper that much closer to its limits. He'd pooped so much before they'd even headed towards the park.

He was vast and fat and wide and large. The wheelchair holding him took up the entire sidewalk, because the former pilot of Unit-01 had become a giant. He was an enormous girth. His belly was bigger than go-karts and ride-on lawnmowers, an empire of fat that oozed in front of him and sloped like a mountain before him. His belly could have fit a small family inside of it. His ass was almost as big, a gigantic butt that bloomed imperiously behind him in two mammoth cheeks. He had such a big ass. He was proud of it. It made him feel sexy.

His girthy thighs were bigger around than almost anybody's waist, a billow of fat flab for each leg, hugely obese and also retaining fluid some to make them even bigger. He couldn't walk. He hadn't been able to walk in months. Maybe years? How much time had Shinji passed in Kaworu's care? He did not know. He couldn't keep track. It all ran together and he didn't care.

His fat, fat breasts oozed against his dress and gave him beefy cleavage. He was a breasty boy, a big-titted lad. He had gigantic boy boobs that gave him a chest worthy of a woman. His nipples were large and fat and easily got stiff. He was often aroused by things. He was always so horny and eager for sex and food. His arms were saggy bags of blubber that sloshed when he moved them, just like his lardy, liquid-filled calves.

At last, there was his head. He had a fat pig's face, so bloated and porcine that his short head of brown hair looked like a small wig atop his fat head. His blubbery cheeks and jowls were like pork jowls, and they gave him deep dimples around his plump lips and eager mouth. His hefty chins, all three of them, oozed in a ponderous wattle between the gulf of his fat breasts. He squinted with his beady blue eyes. He was eager to eat again, as well as for more sex. He was always eager, for more.

Brrrbbpppttt

He pooped again. He put a fat hand to his breasts and sighed with lust. Kaworu had sodomized him barely two hours ago. The memories of the lovemaking were still a haze of bliss in his mind. Even now, he craved another helping of cock. He needed to be filled. He needed to be fucked. He needed to be sodomized. "Dicks, dicks," said the fat gay boy. "Oh, there's nothing like a good dick!"

hssss

He urinated into his bariatric diaper. Filling it yet further with the mess of his waste.

"Looking good, Shinji! Love the pink!" someone cried. He wasn't sure who.

"Oohoohoohoo, thank you!" said Shinji, smiling with painted lips and waving painted nails. He was decked out in pink splendor. He wore pink makeup: heavy pink eyeshadow, and pink blush, and bright pink lipstick that made his smiles wide and pretty. He was wearing a pink dress, an enormous pink muumuu with white flowers on it. He wore pink socks and pink sandals. And he wore pink jewelry. Pink diamond rings adorned fingers on both his hands, and he wore a lovely pink diamond necklace. Then there was the crown jewel: a rose gold tiara set with pink gems upon his fat head. All the jewelry was garish and gaudy but clearly very expensive. And clearly of huge size, to fit his half-ton form. He was a big fat pile of pink. Even his huge bariatric diaper, unseen by all, had pink hearts on it.

"You are the most beautiful person in the world, Shinji-kun," said Kaworu, continuing to push him towards the park.

Shinji sighed lustfully and smiled with his painted pink lips. "I feel beautiful, Kaworu-san. I feel so fat... and so decadent... and so lovely..." The enormous teenage boy made his body jiggle as he hefted himself in his seat. He sat imperiously and felt like a princess. No, not a princess: "I'm not a princess," said Shinji with a fat smile, "I'm a queen."

They had reached the park. Kaworu was taking him into a darkened corner. It was evening; the sun was beginning to set, and the sky was painted beautiful orange and pink. Shinji looked up, and his heart skipped a beat. Pink, like what he was wearing. Pink, his best color. He looked so good in pink. It accentuated his lovely bulk. The kilos and kilos of fat that Kaworu had put on him. He was so fat. He basked in his fatness. He sighed in delight and his tiny penis got stiff.

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"Ohhh, such a good poop!" said Shinji with a joyful shout. He was loading the diaper to its limits. He had filled it with dozens of pounds of shit. It made him feel good. It made him feel special. He was a fat queen, and he could do whatever he wanted, including poop in public. He was so special. He felt so good.

Suddenly the wheelchair came through a gate that Shinji had never seen before. The grass around him changed in color a bit, looking somewhat blue. The sky was bright.

Shinji wallowed in the wheelchair, wallowed in his pink, wallowed in his poop. He felt a change, but he couldn't quite say what. People were around him now. He looked here and there. Were they people he recognized? He couldn't tell. He thought maybe he saw Miss Misato, or Mister Kaji, or Toji and Kensuke. But maybe he didn't see them. They seemed to be there and not there, and they seemed to be, and not be, the people he had known from his old life. Was his father there? He almost saw him, then he didn't.

"Isn't it marvelous, Shinji-kun?"

Shinji looked up. Kaworu was standing in front of him, wearing his usual dark slacks and white shirt. His pale face smiled, his gray hair blew in the breeze, and his bright red eyes were keen and sharp. All the people around him--were Asuka and Ayanami here?--milled to and fro, seeming there and not there.

"Haven't you gotten such a wonderful life, Shinji-kun?" Kaworu asked. "I took you away and molded you into somebody whose life would be enjoyable."

"Ohhh, yes, Kaworu-san!" said Shinji, his vast belly oozing forward some as he leaned closer to his boyfriend. "I mean, at first... I could never have dreamed I'd enjoy being this fat, or this gay. But..." tears pricked his eyes, "this is the most wonderful life I could possibly have imagined!"

BRRBBTTT

He was pooping heavily again. Heavy wet feces were filling his diaper to its absolute limits.

"Ohh, it's all so perfect!" said Shinji rapturously, the wheelchair creaking as over a thousand standard pounds of teenage boy shifted within it. "Everything about my life is the best I could have asked for, and it's all thanks to you. All the food, all the sex, all the dresses and makeup and jewelry, the total loss of worry... it's been a paradise, Kaworu-san, and it's all thanks to you."

The shady figures milling around all seemed to have turned their way.

"I'd never want to be anything but your fat gay toy, Kaworu-san," said Shinji, his made-up face twisting into an expression of pure happiness. Pure bliss. "This is the life... I've always dreamed of. I just didn't know about it years ago."

Kaworu smiled cruelly.

"All I needed was that, Shinji-kun. Your acceptance of the life I have given you... and your rejection of any other life."

"I totally reject any other life, Kaworu-san!" said Shinji with a shine of his blue eyes.

Kaworu moved closer to Shinji. He came up right beside him.

Then Kaworu unbuckled his belt. He undid the button and the zipper of his pants. He pulled the fly of his pants apart, and pulled his boxers away.

His enormous penis was hanging there, and as Shinji watched, orange hexagons surrounded it, and it grew long and stiff and hard.

"Suck, Shinji-kun. Show me the depth of your devotion."

"Ohhh," moaned Shinji, groaning in sensual pleasure and erotic desire. He put a fat hand to his huge breasts. He licked his plump lips. "Oh, yes... Kaworu-san... let me do what a lover should do."

Kaworu moved forward. His penis entered Shinji's mouth. And Shinji began to suck.

The shadowy figures, again resembling people from his old life, stood by and watched, as Shinji Ikari gave Kaworu Nagisa a blowjob. The billowing fat boy sucked dick like a champ, proving himself a true fatty by giving good head. Kaworu shoved his penis deeper into Shinji's mouth, and Shinji obliged, eagerly deep-throating his boyfriend's cock. His eyes rolled back into his head. His own penis, barely seven centimeters long when fully erect, was bursting with semen, the tiny cock blasting away within the confines of Shinji's diaper and dress.

Shinji sucked.

Shinji slurped like his life depended on it.

Shinji gave a spectacular blowjob in the midst of all his fat body.

Kaworu moved his will--

SPLRT

"Mpfh," mumbled Shinji as his mouth filled with semen. Creamy white dribbles oozed down his triple chins. And like any good fat girl, he made sure to swallow. Kaworu's semen still dribbled down his chins and jowls. "Buuuuaarrrrrrpppp," he belched milkily, enjoying the taste and feel of his boyfriend's jizz.

BBRRRBBPPPTTTTTTTTBBLLL

The swallowing of semen trigged a massive bowel movement. Finally, his poor, overtaxed bariatric diaper could hold no more. Shinji Ikari's fat body took such a big shit that it burst the diaper open, flooding feces into the flowing fabric of his muumuu. The pink dress was stained by the explosion of poop.

SPLRT

Shinji's own extremely tiny penis ejaculated, because the whole experience, in that moment, was so arousing that it sent him into a rapturous climax. His blue eyes rolled back into his head.

"Such a good boy," he heard Kaworu say. Kaworu petted his head.

"Ohm, hmm hmm," mumbled Shinji, Kaworu's semen still dribbling down his chins. "Semen and feces... my favorite!"

Then all around him people began to cheer.

"Congratulations!"

And then everyone began to clap.

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