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Crop wiped his skull as he finished loading the very last of the various vegetables he had harvested today. He smiled to himself for a job well done, chewing on a straw absentmindedly, thinking of what he still needed to do at home. He could have directly taken the cart to the cellar, but the heat was starting to get to him and he’d rather be a bit late that risk a heatstroke or a fall caused by dizziness.
So he walked in front of the cart, pulling on the two wooden extensions typically attached to his horse by hand. The farmer was only a few dozen meters from the backdoor of his house and his poor horse was currently drinking to help with the unbearable heat. Once he reached the door, Crop was already back to sweating heavily, his shirt damp and covered in dirt. He took a minute to catch his breath before turning the doorknob and entering the house.
There was always a hesitation Crop never managed to shake off whenever he entered, not from fear of his own home, he loved it, but it was a bit lonely, especially with his brother going on a road trip since this was near the end o the harvest season and Crop didn’t need much help to run the farm. Even then, the farmer never managed to stop feeling a bit down he’d have no one but himself to cook for again, he loved taking care of others, but he had a tendency to fall back to old habits, not taking care of himself properly.
To his surprise, the light inside was on, and the distinct sound of the fan turned on at maximum power could be heard. It made Crop smile much wider than he probably should have, a green blush flushing across his cheeks as he closed the door loud enough to tell his guest about his arrival. He could hear some shuffling around, and Crop quickly got to them, only to immediately turn away as he realized his guest was naked.
Outer had been visiting more often, and Crop was pretty sure his friend had more than just a big crush on him considering the lingering eyelights he gave the farmer, from the way he gazed just a bit too long when Crop had to take his shirt off to change, to the deep, melancholic looks he allowed himself when he had to leave Crop after a night of shared intimacy. The farmer was pretty sure Outer wanted to ask if he could be a more permanent presence in his life, but was too timid to ask.
Which was why Crop had decided enough was enough, if Outer didn’t ask him right now, when his entire chubby ecto was bare on display for him, already glistening from the sweat caused by the intense heat, he’d take matters into his own hands.
“H-Hello, Crop- weren’t you supposed to come back a bit later ?!” the starlight asked, his plump ecto jiggling as he tried to cover himself a bit, quickly giving up as he realized it was useless.
“Needed to take a break from the heat. What are you doing sweetpea ? Why didn’t you unsummon your ecto ? It would have made the heat much more tolerable.” Crop asked with a deep chuckle.
“N-Nothing… Okay, I was trying to give you a surprise but it was so hot I had no choice but to try and take off layers, and I forgot to put my clothes back on while listening to music.” Outer admitted with a sigh.
“And what kind of surprise were you thinking about ?” Crop teased, leaning over Outer on the back of the couch.
“W-Well, I needed to ask you something…” Outer said, looking at the ground and fidgeting with his fingers. “Y-You know what, I’ll tell you after we eat dinner, when we have time to talk about it.” Outer deflected, scratching the back of his skull with a fake, awkward laugh.
“Alright, then how about you come with me to put away the vegetables ? That way we’ll finish much faster.” Crop replied, seeming innocent but knowing full well Outer had dug his own grave with that one. Oh he was going to enjoy loosening that tongue of his and putting it to good use.
Outer waited by the door as Crop took a few dishes from the counter he had made in advance for when Outer would be back, not knowing if the other would be there before tomorrow. He joined Outer and they both got outside, with Crop dragging the cart as Outer tried to help, even though his strength was much like that of a chick, adorable but not exactly suited for big efforts like this. Still, he could still see the magnificent, round curves of Outer’s ecto through the hastily put on shirt that he had stolen from Crop.
They soon arrived at the giant barn, right next to the cellar. The farmer opened the giant doors, pushing the cart inside and stopping it right at the entrance of the cellar. The inside was a bit underground, not enough to build a lot of humidity but still allowing it to be much cooler than the outside to preserve the vegetables for a few months. Crop started unloading everything, doing multiple back and forth a minute while Outer helped carry the lighter loads as much as he could.
The cellar was actually very big, with giant crates of various vegetables, the closest to the entrance being the ones Crop was going to sell next. In order it was potatoes, carrots, leaks, onions and sweet potatoes, all already washed for the most part to make it presentable for the market. Outer helped as best he could but eventually had to call it quits, panting heavily as he sat on the giant crate of potatoes, from experience, Crop knew they were more comfortable than they looked, and it was a treat to see his little starlight all splayed over his harvest.
“Tired, pumpkin ?” the farmer asked, making the starlight blush from the pet name.
“A-A bit, but nothing I can’t handle.” Outer was quick to reassure him.
“Well, how about a small snack break, I just finished loading the garlic anyway.” Crop offered and Outer nodded, completely oblivious he had fallen right into the farmers trap. He pulled out one of the dishes he had taken with him, a pretty big pie with a white marshmallow layer that had been lightly toasted on top.
“A sweet potato pie for the sweetest potato around !” Crop said, pulling out a fork, taking a piece and presenting it to Outer. “Say ‘aah’ for me, pumpkin.” the farmer instructed. The cute starlight nodded, opening his mouth enthusiastically, closing it around the fork as Crop pulled it out completely clean. A blush immediately showed up on Outer’s cheeks as he chewed on the pie, a smile growing across his face as he swallowed the delicacy offered by his partner.
“It’s delicious ! You really outdid yourself on this one. Did you add something more, I swear it tastes a bit different from usual. In a good way of course !” Outer told him, happily taking the second bite of pie presented to him.
“Yup, my super special ingredient, you’re not allowed to know, unfortunately. Family secret !” Crop told him, silently chuckling to himself. Outer was so eager, if only he knew the secret ingredient was just Crop’s cum. From the crust to the filling to the cream on top, Crop had been cumming into each mix of ingredient, adding his “special sauce” as he called it. It would allow him to do a few interesting things once the intent started hitting Outer, helped with the excess magic enhancing it.
“Ish sho goo’ !” Outer said, his mouth still full of pie as he took a fourth, then a fifth bite. Crop could already fill the magic pooling in his pants as he fed Outer. Quickly, one entire piece was gone, then a second, a third, and in no time at all Outer had devoured half the pie. He looked absolutely drunk on the food, yet was still hungry for more, he needed to keep tasting that delicious secret flavor. Outer whined as Crop took the pie away from him, yet did not move an inch, simply looking at the farmer with a dazed, pleading look, a silent plea to be fed.
“Is my pumpkin still hungry ?” Crop asked, teasing Outer, stirring the pot to see how far gone he was. Outer nodded. “Use words, sweetpea.” the farmer ordered.
“Yessh, shtill hungy…” Outer articulated with difficulty, not even having finished what was already in his mouth.
“But you already ate all your share. There’s only one pie, I have a half, and you have one too, you don’t want me to miss out on my part, right?” Crop lied, there was more, because he was gonna feed Outer more, but he needed to see how suggestible his little starlight was.
“Nuh, shorry…” Outer replied, immediately believing him and looking away like a kicked puppy.
“Do you want that pie really badly, pumpkin ?” he asked.
“Yea, pleazze…” Outer nodded, a small green dot appearing in his eyelights. Crop knew it was already in the bag.
“Then how about we make a deal ? I worked really hard all day for this pie, but you really really want to eat it, so you need to take care of me. Make me feel so good after that hard day of work I won’t need to eat the pie to feel better ! You can do that, right ?” Crop offered.
“Yuussh…” Outer immediately nodded, taking off the shirt and ending up naked on the bed of potatoes. Crop did the same, getting entirely naked his body heat radiating in the room as huge beads of sweat dropped along his rotund yet very muscular build under all the soft layers of fat.
“Come here and help me out, pumpkin.” Crop ordered, lifting his right arm and revealing his damp, sweaty armpit, fresh from an entire day’s worth of work. Outer didn’t even reply, instantly throwing himself at the farmer, burying his face deep into the pit and licking a salty drop of sweat, the magic tasted so familiar, almost reminding him of the food, though Outer couldn’t even think about it. He was too focused on doing a good job so Crop would reward him with that tasty cum pie.
“What a good slut, so eager to be fed, so quick to work up your tongue. Am I really that tasty ?” Crop asked, not getting more than a weak nod as Outer made out with his armpit. His starlight was doing things perfectly, licking the damp, sweaty pit before kissing it passionately, unable to stop himself even as Crop closed his arm around Outer’s head, keeping him trapped in there until he finished the job.
“That’s it, pumpkin. Be a good slut and keep tasting the sweat, make yourself drunk on my flavor and worship my pit.” Crop encouraged Outer, who was too far gone to even reply, eating out the deep armpit like it was the tastiest meal he ever had.
“Time to work on the other one.” Crop said, dragging Outer’s face across his sweaty chest like a sweat rag and choking him inside his left armpit, completely trapping him in the sweaty, hot mess. Outer obeyed without question, resuming his work as passionately as before, Crop was sure that for his starlight, nothing but his divine sweaty ecto existed, and that Outer was happily eating and tasting the pit, licking the sweat clean falling deeper in the trance.
“Listen to me, sweetpea. As you work your tongue over my damp pit, I want you to feel it loosen. With each lick feel it relax, with each make out forget how to tie back the knots, and with each drop of my sweat you taste, feel yourself forget all about shame or shyness around me.” Crop instructed, feeling the tongue cleaning his sweat slowing down, becoming softer, more precise, unable to resist the taste.
“You will never be able to hide anything from me anymore, your tongue is all loose and you can’t tie it back up. I you ever feel it’s difficult to talk, just hide away in my armpit and loosen it all over again, understood ?” Crop asked, Outer nodded, licking the very last drop of sweat and kissing the armpit deep as if he was in love with it.
Crop pulled Outer out from his deep pit and sat him all dazed with his face full of sweat over the potatoes. He made sure his starlight was steady before turning around and bending over, parting his butt cheeks with his hands and exposing his tight, sweaty asshole to his new taster. It was dripping with sweat from working all day in the sun and standing around, a cavern deeper and wetter than any armpit, one Outer would have to prove himself with.
Instinctively, his starlight got closer, almost hypnotized by the hole, his face so close the farmer could feel his breath on it. Then, Outer gave a long lick, dragging his tongue all the way from the bottom to the very top of the farmer’s ass crack, catching every drop of sweat he could before planting his face in there, letting Crop let go as the cheeks closed around his face and he started eating.
First he licked all around the entrance of the farmer’s butthole, cleaning the sweat and helping loosen the tight hole. Then he tentatively let his tongue slip inside, giving Crop time to relax before pushing it further inside, repeating the process until he was too deep to remove it. Outer continued by kissing the rim of the asshole, letting his mouth take it all as his tongue circled inside like a make out session between too long lost lovers. Crop felt Outer shift a bit as he hit the deepest point of his butthole, no doubt a potato or two had slipped up Outer’s ass while he sat on them.
Crop couldn’t help but push back to get Outer deeper, loving the feeling of his tongue so deep inside his hole and his face between his sweaty ass cheeks, lapping up all the sweat like a rag he was reduced to in order to get a pie filled with the farmer’s cum. The rimming session soon came to an end when Crop feared he’d cum from Outer licking every sweaty inch of his backdoor.
Crop turned around again, and pushed Outer on his back, lying him down on the mountain of golden tubers, rolling Outer like one of them until he was comfortable. He took the legs of his sweet potato and threw them over his shoulders, the thick, chubby ecto feeling incredible over his own belly. His cock rested over the entrance of his starlight, not inside yet, though it wouldn’t take long.
“I think you did a very good job. Did I taste good ? Did my sweaty pits and butthole taste great ?” Crop asked, smirking.
“Yeees…” was all Outer could answer. The farmer took the pie from where he had left it and bent down to give Outer his well deserved bite of cum sweet potato pie. The starlight eagerly opened his mouth, making Crop’s cock throb from the cuteness of it, he had his hypnotized little pumpkin all splayed in front of him, eating out of his hand, literally. The pie didn’t last long, Outer was insatiable, and he craved more of the tasty cum he didn’t even know he was eating.
Thankfully for his sweetpea, Crop was done, he took out a pumpkin pie this time. As he gave his first bite to Outer, the farmer started moving his hips, thrusting, not inside but on the outside of his starlight’s pussy, grinding against his fat, sensitive lips and the cute muffin that formed his belly, he loved his hypnotized chubby wife.
“Now, pumpkin. Remember how loose your tongue is ?” he asked, Outer nodded in between bites. “I want you to tell me the full truth when I ask you a question, alright ?” he continued, Outer agreed.
“What did you want to tell me earlier ?” Crop questioned.
“Ah wan’ed tha ashk yah ith ah coul’ move in with yah.” Outer replied, not caring that his mouth was still full of the delicious pumpkin and cum flavored dessert. So he DID want to ask to live with the farmer, too bad he was so shy and Crop had to force it out of him.
“When you wake up tomorrow, you will remember asking me instead of leaving for the cellar, you will never hesitate to tell me anything on your mind and if you can’t do it you will worship my armpits instead to loosen your tongue. Understood ?” Crop ordered.
“Yeeesh thir…” Outer replied, gulping down yet another piece and finishing the second pie in record time as his entrance was lubricated by all the precum dripping out of Crop’s leaking cock.
“Are you full yet, my sweet potato ?” the farmer asked.
“Nooo…” his starlight replied, begging for more.
Crop pulled out a pecan pie, glazed with a cum and powdered cane sugar mix he had made himself. He started thrusting inside Outer, slipping his massive cock so easily he was almost worried he’d missed. Outer felt so god damn heavenly around him, clenching perfectly for his cock as if his cunt was tailor made for the farmer, dripping with slick as he took a bite of the pie, drooling and desperately asking for more as his belly started growing under all the food he was served.
The thrusting and feeding continued, a hypnotic rhythm Crop found himself appreciating as he saw all the thoughts leaving his little starlight’s skull, replaced with cum, food and emptiness. Crop himself was getting closer, in fact he could burst any second now, yet there was still about half the pie left, so instead he pulled it back from Outer, taking out the last dish he had brought and exploded over them both, covering them in more cum than he had used to make them, moaning and groaning as Outer was denied his own release for now.
But his little pumpkin didn’t care, he was only preoccupied by the food he craved, even more so now that he had seen what the secret ingredient was, feeling a starvation that wouldn’t be easily satiated. Crop continued to thrust inside Outer while feeding him the cum covered pecan pie, which the chubby skeleton devoured, each bite bigger than the last, until Outer was even licking the plate clean before swallowing and showing his clean tongue and teeth to Crop. The stars on his ecto glowed even brighter from all the excess magic.
“Still hungry, sweetpea ?” he asked, Outer nodded furiously.
“I think I realize why you feel so starved, it’s because I didn’t feed your other mouth properly. How about we make a creampie while I let you have free reign over the last cake ? You’re not allowed to finish eating until I have filled your pretty and hungry pussy with all the cream you could need, alright ?” Crop told him, Outer nodded, making grabby hands towards the last dish, a carrot cake that was also covered in cum.
Crop doubled down, thrusting with more ferocity and strength than ever before as his starlight dug in with his hands, getting them dirty and covered in crumbs and come. His boobs and belly were jiggling, moving alongside each of the farmer’s thrusts as he felt Outer’s pussy clench around his length, hitting and rubbing against his clit, giving him a few orgasms as he took huge bites out of the cake. The taste of cum was now all his starlight could perceive, and it was the best thing he had ever eaten.
With loud groans and moans, so loud it almost reached over to the neighbors, Crop came deep inside Outer right as the starlight finished the last bite of the cake, cumming right around the farmer’s cock and squirting a glittery cum like the night sky. Crop kept thrusting, pumping more cum inside his pumpkin, ropes and ropes of it, stuffing him to the brim until it came gushing out with each thrust.
“I’m full…” Outer said, his face full of crumbs as he licked his fingers, cleaning every piece of the carrot cake, every drop of cum.
“I know, but we still need a few things to make that creampie, remember ?” Crop reminded Outer, who nodded with a dumb grin and half closed sockets, completely food drunk out of his mind, unable to form any coherent thought, simply obeying Crop and nodding along with whatever the farmer wanted.
Crop took a sweet potato using his magic, pulling out of Outer’s pussy while cum came gushing out of the gapping hole. He then started pushing the sweet potato inside, slowly but surely inserting it deeper and deeper in his starlight’s pussy, feeling the clenching cunt guiding the vegetable inside as he came around it, his slick helping it go up easier.
Then he took another sweet potato and repeated the operation. One turned to two, then four, then eight, Outer wasn’t even reacting anymore, simply lying on the golden pile of potatoes with a dumb grin as his owner used him as a mini cellar to keep his sweet potatoes in cum. The more of them Crop slipped inside, the easier it was for the next one, his belly was so big and round, fat like Crop loved, full from both ends and happily taking more.
He stopped at twelve sweet potatoes, feeling this was a good enough amount to make two giant pies with the cum and everything else. Outer was looking in his direction, but his gaze was lost, the bliss too much, his belly too full, his taste buds saturated with the wonderful taste of Crop’s cum. The farmer saw his release leaking out of Outer, and took a huge carrot, one that was too big to sell anyway, and slowly shoved it inside, using it as a dildo, a plug to seal the sweet potatoes inside with his come. Outer took it like a champ, never even reacting to it, simply taking it until all that poked out was the green leaves of the carrot.
Crop then had Outer walk back with him to the house, his full body wobbling and jiggling with each step, the ridiculous carrot leaves hiding noting of his fat, swollen pussy. Once they were inside, Crop lay Outer in bed, pressing him against his sweaty chest, his cock rubbing against his belly as he rocked the both of them to sleep. Outer would be ready to start living on the farm tomorrow, making his own cum pie to keep himself hypnotized whenever the farmer wanted, Outer would love his happy farm life.