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After a couple days of feeling faint, sickly and writhing around in her bed, Wumuti had been doing better. She wasn't as nauseous anymore and was pretty much awake and aware most of the time - working on some last minute comeback matters as she pleased, or still using her sick days to finally take a look at some fun movies evols had recommended.
Rui, Hyun and Haru came back from a babiez-only event and Rui briefly peeked in the bedroom to grab something and then flopped on the couch in the livingroom; right after her Haru had followed, who sat on Muti's bed and kindly asked how she was feeling.
"Honestly, I'm hungry," she immediately said, rubbing her tummy that had been deprived of real food for a few days now. "I wanted to wait to order something - I can't choose."
Haru stared at her for a bit, questioning whether food delivery was a good idea... The ingredients could be a mystery, and with Muti barely healed…
"I really think my flu is over now. I want to eat something more than a cracker and a thin soup…"
Wumuti already smiled at just the idea of food so Haru shrugged. She opened the delivery app on her phone and went over the saved options; about ten of them.
"That looks delicious," Haru commented, Muti enthusiastically agreeing, and then almost salivating when she went to the next option. And the next, and the next, exclaiming how good the example pictures looked each time and having gotten no further than before. She gave every nicely presented platter love eyes and rubbed her grumbling belly. It made Haru smile, she had succesfully convinced them eating delivery was a wondrous idea. Because happy mom, meant happy Haru. They loved seeing her happy.
"Baby, what do you prefer?"
"Whatever you like."
"But I like everything. Even the things with a lot of vegetables and cilantro."
"Those I like for you."
Muti sighed as she repressed a grin. "You're not helpful, baby, Say what you want, we'll order two portions."
Haru shook his head and crept closer. "I can't choose for you. If you want everything you should order everything. You deserve it, after being sick and all. You should take care of yourself, so get what you want."
She stared back at her baby as if they had said the silliest thing ever, instead of clumsily trying to say she's the best leader and momfigure ever and should treat herself.
"That's ten hearty meals, who's gonna eat all that?"
"Didn't you say you were hungry?"
Wumuti's eyes and eyebrows made several miniscule movements when Haru stared at her with such persuasion. They weren't wrong…
"Hardworking moms deserve to treat themself," Haru proceeded to whisper in her ear as if she wasn't convinced yet, sounding like the tiny little pervert she had know for ages they are.
She clicked on add to basket for all ten meals and added a bottle of soda she was craving. Then she proceeded to lay down, with Haru caressing her body and whispering how pretty she was.
Some twenty minutes later the bell rang. Muti had nodded off and awoke when she heard Rui jumping over the couch to open the door and a minute later arriving at the bedroom door with a giant bag containing ten delivery boxes.
"Muti? Is this a wrong order? Hyun and I already ate, remember? Even then it's a lot…"
She stared at Haru, who blushed as well seeing the mountain of food.
"They must've made a mistake but it's fine, we're both hungry and we can keep the leftovers," she then clarified and Rui just shrugged and left it at the door.
She wanted to stand up but Haru was quicker, grabbed the bag and put it on the bed using the plastic bag as a cover.
"Haru-"
"No, you're still weak, let me get everything out."
They opened the first box, with steamy rice and a spicy meaty sauce releasing heat into the room.
"Oh that smells amazing," Muti said and she grabbed a pair of the included chopsticks, grabbing some of the rice and bringing it to Haru's mouth out of habit.
"This isn't one of the dishes with cilantro, you should eat too," she said when Haru seemed to object, and they opened their mouth like the obedient boyfriend they were.
"It's good!" they exclaimed after swallowing, then took the chopsticks and brought the next, bigger, bite to Muti.
"You're the sick one who has been overworking herself, let me do some labour."
She smiled and opened her mouth, to immediately agree that it was delicious.
Haru opened the next box. It was hot and looked spicy, so Haru only took a small bite for themself, one that made their skin shine a bit redder. But Wumuti liked spicy, and it was tasty, so for her bite they took a little more. "Open your mouth for Haru-Oppa-" they whispered, and Muti obliged, after giggling to herself how ridiculous this Oppa-thing has been. They're the baby…
"Don't blush, I know you like calling me that."
"Hmm?" she responded cutely with her mouthful of spicy rice.
"Haru-oppa…? You don't want to admit it but…You love being taken care of. You work so hard, and I am a big boy now…"
"That's hot!" she interrupted right after swallowing, with Haru's smile growing wider with her confirmation, but-
"The food is hot, fuck, is that what spicy is like for normal people?"
"Oh, euh-" Haru grabbed the big bottle of soda, opened it and Wumuti snatched it, swallowing down 1/5th of the bottle at once.
She breathed a sigh of relief. "Plain rice, now."
The open boxes were respectively spicy and inhuman, so Haru opened the next. Pretty plain rice on one side, and…Cilantro. Soap might wash away the spice too so Haru took some of the rice for Wumuti and brought it to her mouth.
"That's better," she sighed again. "I am actually starting to feel a bit full after the soda," she admitted but Haru immediately objected. "No, just soda isn't nutritious, that's what you always tell me. I want my mommy to be strong again."
Muti smiled faintly and before she could think of a counterargument Haru had opened the next box and grabbed a chunk of meat and vegetable. "Eat, so we don't have to cancel wednesday's events as well… It was scary without you."
Making her obey by playing into her own guilt and need to take care of them. Rude.
Nonetheless, she opened her mouth and ate the food greedily. This restaurant they had ordered from was amazing.
The next box; they were halfway. Haru took a bite first, then grabbed a chunk for Muti and brought it to her mouth. "Come on, you gotta strengthen up," they said and Muti ate and swallowed the noodles with chicken.
"That was really good."
"Next box first, you can eat your favourite afterwards. Tastetest the others first, big bites!."
With every bite they had to convince her of, Haru became more and more persuasive. And she liked it. Her babyfox telling her what to eat instead of her juggling her fifty duties gave her a weird sense of relief.
"Here comes the bunny's carrot~" they said, barely keeping in their laughter, when bringing her a big chunk of vegetable mix in a variant of soy sauce, so much it kept wanting to escape the chopsticks.
It was tasty as well. Except for the inhumanely spicy number, it wasn't a mistake to order everything.
She started to feel truly full, and rubbed her tummy, which Haru saw and they laid their hand on it as well. "Your stomach shrunk, and you've lost weight. I and your fans both like your soft tummy. You need to eat more."
So they opened the next box. "This looks similar to the sauce I often make," Haru declared, and knew Muti wouldn't be able to resist, so they grabbed even more with the chopsticks as before, being careful not too spill this "bite" that could count as three big bites. "It does," she said, swallowing it greedily.
Next box. Then one left. It was a stirfry with bits of meats in between, the rice clumped well as usual and Haru carefully balanced an extra piece of meat on the chopstick. "Next, mommy," Haru said and Muti opened her mouth.
Last one. It was kimchi stew, spicy as well, but there was a lot of plain rice and soda left just in case the restaurant had overdone it again, even for Muti.
"Here comes the spicy train-" Haru whispered, their face so close to hers that they could very well be eating it as well, but it was Wumuti's mouth that opened out of habit. "Oh- fuck, I think my spice tolerance has gotten worse after the milder food in Europe and being ill- Rice-"
Haru opened the box with one of the plainer dishes again and stuffed her mouth with rice, which she chewed and swallowed to rinse away the spice. "That was…Dry."
"There's soda too," Haru said and brought it to her mouth.
After her tongue and teeth and throath felt somewhat normal again, she took in how there were ten opened boxes of dishes on her bed, each with some food gone.
"What was your fave?"
"Haru, I don't think i should eat more-"
"Of course you should, you need to get your strength back, and…"
All common sense was gone now. "…Seeing you eat so well kinda turns me on… I love being the one to spoil you for once."
They were blushing and practically sitting on her, rubbing her slightly bloated tummy. Their half-erect dick pressing onto it and their sweet angelic face begging her to let them take care of her some more.
"Euhm…Let me think…"
She pointed at the chickennoodles and Haru took the box, scooped out some dripping noodles with the chopsticks and let it dangle before her mouth, forcing her to grab at it with her lips and slurp it up.
Haru was grinning, trapping her underneath them as if she was a dumb, bloated chair.
"Next bite," they said, bringing the noodles to her in quicker and quicker succession.
When she complained getting tired of the taste, Haru handed her the bubbling soda; the carbon making her feel even more bloated. And then more noodles, only rarely interrupted by her complaints she felt like bursting, but Haru shushed her up.
"You like being in control hu?"
Haru grinned, happy that this rush of power got recognized. "When mama lets go, someone else has to take over."
She licked her lips and felt their erection press even harder into her swollen tummy. "It hurts," she whimpered, ignoring her own twitchy dick. But instead of listening Haru brought her more noodles. A horny switch was turned on in them and there was no shutting it off.
"And to think you seemed concerned at first…"
"With all the strengthening food, you won't get sick again…"
"If only our fans knew you can be a sadistic little pervert."
Haru grinned and grabbed the secondlast bundle of noodles, stuffing it inside her mouth and then immediately bringing on the last, commanding: "Eat!"
She looked like a stuffy hamster when they were done. Or almost. Haru made her drink the last bit of the bottle of soda to help swallow down the, by now lukewarm, noodles.
"Ifeellikeastuffedchicken.." she slurred and flopped down on the bed. Ignoring the piles of foodboxes Haru flopped down next to her and rubbed her swollen belly, smiling at their creation of getting their overworking leader well-fed.
"You look almost pre-"
"Don't say it," she managed to object, back to being perfectly aware of her surroundings. "I don't want you to say that ever again… Not after what happened back in march. Never again. You can make me your slave… Make me drink your pee… make me drink 5 bottles of soda to get me to burp when sucking you off… throw me against the wall and give me 5 hard to hide hickeys acting like you're a fox playing with it's prey. But that never again."
"You sure?" they teased.
She hesitated for a moment, then carefully sat up a bit to stare at her own bloated belly. "I mean, I look kinda…"
"Maybe we should try again. You never know… Let me stuff you with cum…Your dessert…"
Wumuti felt so full and sluggish she couldn't move, so Haru put some of the boxes on the floor, grabbed lube, pulled her sweatpants off of her and started fingering her.
"Baby I don't think there's any space left-"
"Let me try-" they said, bringing in another finger and kissing her body all over; but mainly lingering on her bloated stomach.
She got loose quickly, and it was all over a bit messy; stuffed full of food, freshly healed from a funky type of stomach flu and not at all prepped. But Haru didn't care, still feeling the rush of power and wanting, no, needing to know how far they could go before their mom scolded them.
They slicked up their erection with lube as well and half-entered her, making her moan immediately as she grasped at her tummy "No, Haru I'm too bloated-"
"Does it feel good?"
"Yes b-"
"So yes," they said, ignoring her :"I feel like a mess and fat and-"
"You're gorgeous," they added on, thrusting deeper and pinning her down on the bed, staring at her frowns and whimpers and her sauce-coated lips, which they leaned down towards and kissed greedily, seeking leftovers of food between her teeth and in the crevices of her beautiful, slutty mouth, which had greedily taken all the big bites of food while barely putting up a fight.
"You like this right? Not having to be in control?"
"I-Oh baby- I am bursting- Oh good spot-ah-"
She whimpered and Haru smiled, exclaiming they were about to burst too- after keeping themself in check for so long as they mde her gobble down bites and bites of noodles and rice.
They thrusted deep a couple more times, their base slapping into her buttcheeks; to see her belly bulge even more was just gorgeous.
"I-"
The heat that had pooled low in their body spilled over, and they filled her inside with loads of cum. Wumuti shouted out their name between moans, her hole clenched around their dick milking our the last drops and her own dick coated her bloated tummy in cum as well. Then she felt Haru fall on top of her, making her stuck on the bed with her whole body aching, her face a mess and surrounded by fooddelivery.
The next morning, Wumuti threw up again. Hyun and Rui had heard enough, found nine dishes with chunks missing in the fridge and frowned at Haru.
"We understand that you've got a bit of a "not a baby anymore" complex and are experimenting, but this is the second time in three days we catch you almost abusing Mama," Hyun tried to explain.
"She was into it..." they mumbled.
"She's insane. You're just more insane," Rui sighed and went to check on Muti.