Shinji Ikari was gorging himself on doughnuts. Chocolate icing smeared his face as he pigged out. "Mmm, nm," he mumbled, chewing and swallowing, hoggish face rippling as he ate. His three chins oozed and jostled as his mouth moved.

"Have more," said Kaworu, picking up another doughnut, bringing it to his lips. Shinji opened his mouth and let Kaworu feed him. This was a jelly doughnut, and Shinji felt the sweet sticky raspberry flavor all over his tongue.

"Urrp," he belched under his breath, in between bites. "Ohh," he moaned, "doughnuts are the best."

Kaworu smiled. He remembered at the start, when he had begun to feed and fatten Shinji. Shinji had struggled to get through a dozen doughnuts. Nowadays, Shinji could easily eat three dozen in one sitting.

He had become a hugely fat boy. He weighed 291 kilograms, closing in on a whopping 300 kilos. His piggish, obese face led down to his massive boy boobs, which sagged like deflated beach balls on either side of his belly; his fat arms combined with his big breasts to prevent him from ever putting those arms at his sides. His huge gut drooped off the couch cushions, sagging down towards the floor; when Shinji stood, it sagged past his knees, an enormous belly that was an ocean of pale, sloping blubber, riddled with stretch marks. His massive thighs were spread wide to make room for his belly, and they were big and womanly. Shinji had fat, broad hips, and thighs bigger around than the waists of many lesser fat men; they touched to the knee, and gave him his hefty waddle.

PRRTT!!!

"Mrnh," mumbled Shinji as he farted, and then picked up another doughnut to eat it. His ass spread almost across two full couch cushions. Huge buttocks, dimpled with cellulite, jutting behind him in a big shelf on which rested his hefty slabs of back fat.

Shinji had finished the box of a dozen doughnuts. Kaworu took it away, and placed another box on his belly, using it almost like a table.

"Oh, goody!" said Shinji, his beady eyes gleaming bright. He popped of the top off the box and immediately dug in, continuing to feast on doughnuts.

PRRRTT

Kaworu sniffed, the stench heavy in the air. Shinji was so gassy and flatulent these days. He farted a lot in his sleep, and farted even more while he was awake.

frrrtttt

frrrssssssss

A silent whispering fart, extremely stinky, made its way out of Shinji's vast ass crack.

"Mrnf, mff," he mumbled, eating away. "Ah, Kaworu-san," he said. "I'm, mmm, in the mood for sex."

Kaworu smiled. He tenderly stroked Shinji's fat cheek. Shinji smiled and blushed and leaned into the touch.

"Well, my pet, how about you polish off the rest of those doughnuts, and then we will get your other end filled up too."

"MmmMMMmmm," hummed Shinji in delight. These days he wanted lots of pleasure, all the time. Kaworu had guided and trained him into a boy who lived for his appetites. Lots of food, lots of dessert, lots of sleep, lots of sex. This is what Shinji lived for. He was so pleasured and pampered, and he loved every minute of it.

The doughnuts vanished soon enough, the last of them sliding down Shinji's gullet. "Uurrrp," he belched under his breath.

"Good boy," said Kaworu, grabbing his chubby wrists. "Now come, let us satisfy your other desire."

Kaworu pulled Shinji to his feet, and guided him into the bedroom. "Ohh," he moaned, excited. "Kaworu-san, can you, mmm, go a bit longer than this morning? I really want to feel you inside me." He waddled into the bedroom.

PRRT!

"Of course, Shinji-kun," said Kaworu tenderly, stroking Shinji's soft belly. "We must always give you what you want."

One odd, but convenient, aspect of Kaworu's Angel biology is that his penis maneuvered quite well inside Shinji's rectum without any lubrication. Kaworu never needed to lube up to fuck Shinji comfortably. This was quite convenient indeed, for, as Shinji had gotten fatter, lazier, and more gluttonous, his appetite for sex had increased as well. His greed to be fucked had increased with his greed for food. He often asked Kaworu for sex multiple times a day these days, so it was nice to be able to keep his fat pet satiated.

Indeed, more than anything else, the limiting factor was Shinji's large body. He was so big and unwieldy these days that maneuvering him into a position for sex sometimes took some work, even with Kaworu's superhuman Angel strength. When Shinji asked to be fucked while they were out and about, Kaworu often had to make considerable accommodations. One time he had even checked them into a hotel for a little while, just to make use of the space offered by the hotel room.

But the bedroom was always convenient. Kaworu tenderly pulled Shinji's underpants off, and guided the vast boy to the bed. "A beautiful sow," whispered Kaworu, stroking the inside of Shinji's asscrack. Shinji moaned in delight. Kaworu piled pillows on the bed, and then guided Shinji onto it; Shinji liked to rest on pillows these days when he was made love to. He was so fat, so lazy, so gluttonous, so horny, and so pampered. Kaworu wouldn't have had it any other way.

"Ohhh, Kaworu," moaned Shinji, shaking his massive ass back and forth. He was hard as a rock, his small, stubby penis buried under layers of greasy, sweaty flab. He was so horny. He wanted Kaworu inside him.

"Such a beautiful sight," said Kaworu, pulling off his own clothes. Stroking his cock to hardness, he came close to his mammoth boy toy, and parted the massive ass cheeks. A stench wafted out of the crack between the cheeks, but Kaworu didn't mind. He guided his penis through the encroaching flab, and soon found Shinji's swollen, loosened sphincter. "Now, let's get going..." And he put himself inside Shinji, and thrust.

"Ohhh," moaned Shinji as Kaworu was inside him. Kaworu thrust vigorously, back and forth, back and forth, deep, heavy thrusts that filled Shinji to the limit. "Ohh... ahh... K-Kaworu-san..." he was panting, sweating, the heavy lovemaking already wearing him out; he was very unfit and out of shape. But he loved it. He moaned like a farm animal; his eyes rolled back into his head.

He loved it. He loved being fucked. He loved sex almost as much as he loved food. He'd never slept with a girl, but he felt like he didn't need it. Kaworu's cock inside him was all he needed. More, more, Kaworu went deeper inside him, longer, longer. As Shinji had requested, Kaworu fucked him longer this time, taking his time, truly making love to Shinji. He tenderly, deeply, powerfully filled Shinji's rectum, and Shinji was in heaven. Deeper... deeper... harder...

"Ahhhh," he sighed as he was brought to climax. His small, stubby penis exploded, spattering his fupa and belly and fat thighs with semen. The bed was creaking from the weight of the huge boy in rapture.

"I trust that made you happy, Shinji-kun?" asked Kaworu, pulling out of his lover's rectum.

FRRTT

PRRRTTT

"K-K-Ka... Kaworu-san... pff, hff..." Shinji gasped and panted from arousal and exhaustion.

grrgl

"Uhhn," he rumbled, feeling his innards start to move. His bowels were flexing. "I'm... I'm going to..."

plrbl

"Ungh," gurgled Shinji as he pooped. A heavy, dark flow of brown turds oozed out of his ass onto the bed. He'd been feeling the buildup for a while, and now it was coming out entirely on its own. Shinji's appetite for sex had rendered him almost completely incontinent. He had so often demanded Kaworu's cock inside him that it had wrecked his bowel and sphincter control; his greed for sex meant he couldn't stop from pooping himself. In no time, a big pile of turds had settled on the bed, reeking and stinking and staining the comforter.

Kaworu smiled, waving a hand in front of his nose. "I wondered about that. You did feel a bit goopy towards the end."

"Ohh, I needed that," moaned Shinji. He smacked his lips. He felt... hungry. "Can we have some dessert?"