Stardew Fatty: The Year's Hefty Harvest [CM]

Springtime had come to Stardew Valley and with it another fun-filled festival for all the valley to enjoy. Everyone from the youngest children to the more elderly folk joined in on the festivities, and no one made a greater point of taking part than Abigail. These kinds of festivals were perfect for someone as adventurous as she. Even at her heftier weight, the promise of sweet, sweet chocolate eggs was too great a reward for her to pass up on.

“C’mon I know I saw one over here…” She said as she searched through a bush. A glint of gold had caught her eye on the path. Abigail’s basket was filled with bronze and silver wrappers, and while the eggs inside had been tasty, she wasn’t about to head home without a golden egg.

“Aha!” Her chubby hands grabbed at the large, gold wrapped egg as she cracked a smile and jumped for joy. “This baby’s gonna put the rest to shame!”

Careful to set it in her basket, Abigail made back for town. A few eggs were idly consumed on the way back, not that she felt as impressed by their flavors anymore. The bronze eggs were the smallest of the three with nothing special to them. Silver eggs proved more interesting with their white chocolate innards, but after a few dozen Abigail grew rather bored of them. She kept glancing at the golden egg she had found, her smirk refusing to go away. “Oooh can’t wait to tear into--oof!”

Another person was on the trail, it seemed. Abigail looked down as one of the recent newcomers sat in a puff of dirt. “Oh hey, Erik!”

The green-clad man dusted himself off and took Abigail’s outstretched hand. He held a basket of his own, thought it was completely empty compared to her own. “Sorry about that,” He smiled. “Really should’ve checked where I was going.”

“Ah don’t worry about that! I was pretty lost in my own sweet thoughts anyways.”

The two chatted on their walk back down the trail. Erik seemed rather sad at the fact no eggs remained further down (Abigail refused to mention she held most of them), and an idea struck her. “Hey, you wanna take a break for a sec? Have something I wanna give you.”

Erik smiled and pulled them to a small clearing just off the trail. Once they got comfy, Abigail asked him to close his eyes. This was something she heard more mature couples did, but extreme actions were a must with someone as romantically slow as he. She took the golden egg and unwrapped it halfway before planting it between her pudgy breasts. “Now open your eyes!”

He did as he was told, and a blush came over his face. Erik gave a look as if to ask ‘Are you serious?’ to which Abigail only puffed her chest out as an offer. When he went to grab it, she stopped him however. “Ah, ah! Hands-free, Erik!”

The man seemed to grow more flustered, but equally excited as he brought his head down to her larger chest. One bite of the egg followed, along with a mouthful of cream. A shame that Abigail wouldn’t get to try it for herself, but seeing Erik eating such a large treat was… rather exciting. She would have to try this again with him someday.

Far away from the chocolate eating duo, however, was Leah. The chubby ginger woman had a large basket of her own, though it was a mole hill compared to Abigail’s. She gripped it with jealousy seeing the two eat. “Abby…” Leah sighed and shook her head. “No big deal, there’s plenty of ways to get Erik’s attention. Just have to be more on top of it now.”

As the trees grew lush with leaves and the summer heat arrived, Leah had made sure she planned out the way to Erik’s heart. There was a saying the fastest way was through the stomach, so what better a time to strike than the annual luau!

Back in her larger life, grand meals like this were one of many reasons Leah had ballooned in size. She ate in more moderation now, but sometimes she couldn’t hold back wanting fourths. But today she was set on finding Erik and wooing him with a meal he’d never forget. “Just gotta find him…” she said as she gazed at the crowd. “Aha!”

He wasn’t a hard figure to miss, especially with Abigail nearby. Ever since the two had started talking more, Leah noticed the man putting on some pounds here and there. He wasn’t as big as herself or Abigail, but if things kept on like this?

Leah shook her head at those thoughts. No reason to get so far ahead when she hadn’t even talked to him yet. She made a point of butting against Abigail on the way, trying not to smile at the splash that followed.

“Hey Erik!” She greeted. “Excited for the celebration?”

“Hard not to be,” Erik smiled, eyes glancing up and down Leah’s overweight form. “Good food, good weather… It’s all perfect, you know?”

The artist was well aware of Erik’s affinity to bigger women. He was terrible at sneaking glances at her or Abigail. “The soup’s something special, that’s for sure. But I’m sure you’re feeling hungry with so many delicious smells around right?”

With a grin on her face, Leah revealed a small container packed with stir fry. Normally she stuck to vegetables with it, but for Erik she gladly made an exception with some choice beef.

The man’s eyes widened a tad seeing it while his stomach let out a gentle growl. “I think we both know what your answer is, huh?” Leah smiled and handed the container over.

Fork in hand, Erik wasted no time in sampling the salty vegetables and savory beef. It was a gift for the tastebuds that kept him wanting more and more. But even a stomach as hungry as Erik’s had its limits. He gave his stuffed middle a satisfied pat. “Probably not the best idea to eat so much right before the main event, eh?”

“Aw but you don’t wanna go hungry, right?” Leah laughed and took Erik’s hand as the two ventured to the luau’s soup line.

From the water below, Abigail looked on with a scowl on her face, but an idea struck her. She and Leah seemed to have the same goal in mind, so what point was there in fighting? All she had to do was talk it out with the artist and maybe, just maybe, there was a happy end for both of them in this….

Fall came and went, but Erik’s weight only rose between feasts of sweets with Abigail, and nights spent drinking with Leah. Honestly it was a miracle his costume on Spirit’s Eve managed to fit as well as it did. Sure it was clearly him with such a pronounced gut getting shown off, but who was laughing when he got a small mountain of candy? Erik smiled at the memory. Watching Abigail eat her fill of candy and Leah sporting a bloated beer belly… It had been a great season for him as a man of what he considered the highest culture.

“And once winter’s over, it’ll be a thing of beauty seeing how big those two get.”

The snowfall was breathtaking outside, but Erik’s mind was elsewhere. Today had seen an invitation from both Abigail and Leah in his mailbox. Far be it from him to say no to what they had planned. A feast for three? Now that sounded like a good time!

At least, that’s what Erik had assumed when the time had finally come. He scratched his growling gut as he stood outside of Leah’s house. Heavenly aromas wafted out the door, taunting him to come closer. A knock at the door revealed it was unlocked, but more surprising was what Erik saw on the other side.

“Heeeey, Erik~” Came the teasing voice of Abigail.

“Hope you’ve made room for the main event!” Beside the bluenette was Leah, a hefty pot of stew in her hands.

Much like Erik, the two women had plumped up considerably over time. A double chin had formed on Abigail’s face and was only just taking shape on Leah’s, but most of their weight gains were seen in their guts and rumps. Right now both were on display for Erik to see as the two women were sporting outfits better suited for the bedroom, although Leah had an apron.

“C’mon and take a seat, big boy!” Abigail pulled Erik further inside, pushing him into a soft recliner. “First course is just about ready!”

Before he could get a word in, Erik felt a spoon enter his mouth as the creamy taste of gooey cheese filled his mouth. The mac & cheese was incredibly warming for such a cold day, and Erik’s own hunger kept him leaning in for bite after bite while Leah gently rubbed his filling middle. She smiled, bringing another heaping spoonful to his lips. “Abigail and I have been talking, ever since the big luau last summer.”

“Sure have!” Erik saw Abigail wheeling in a large cart filled with a small feast’s worth of entrees. “And we thought of something better than fighting over who got to be with you…”

He had an inkling of what that was as Abigail cut off a piece of juicy chicken and brought it to his lips. “But if we wanna do that, we’re gonna need a man big enough for two large ladies to enjoy just the same!”

That was the beginning of a long stretch of nonstop food for Erik. Once upon a time he would have cared about that but really, what better feeling was there than two beautifully overweight women feeding and eating with him?