Heavier Circumstances Part 9

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The Fattening, Part 2

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A few days later, Iruka was in the middle of clothing department store, in search for clothes several sizes bigger than he currently was. He had transformed into a skinnier version of himself and searched for oversized shirts and pants with wide, round, and elastic waistbands. Iruka also had to find more boxer shorts and chose a dozen pairs of blue boxers with fat white polka dots on them. When he went into the changing booths to see how his clothes fit, he burst into white smoke and Iruka's butt instantly squished into the mirror and door as he tried to waddle around and find his balance. His fat body consumed a lot of the open space in the booth and his current clothes could barely cover his nakedness. Iruka's midsection was completely exposed and his shirt was so tight against his chest and ripping that he looked like he was wearing a damaged sports bra. His pants were ripped and barely held together to conceal his husky half-naked figure, while his boxers looked more like a blue speedo as the under sank into his girth and stretched. It would be only a matter of time, before they burst off of him completely under the pressure.

Once he stood still, he looked into his reflection and frowned; Iruka had gained more weight. He looked wider, his stomach looked rounder and fuller and his butt seemed to have gotten bigger too as he kept on bumping into the walls of the booth when he turned around. Iruka had tried to go on a diet, but all the food he had in his house was abundant and quite fattening as he failed to cut back on his daily intake. His appetite had increased so much over the last few months to the point where he needed to eat a lot of food in order to feel satisfied or full. He wanted to cut back, but he couldn't resist. Iruka ate like an Akimichi and failed to resist overeating as he continued to fatten up more and more each day. But he did at least try to exercise more, trained with his chakra control, and did workouts in his house while he took care of Naruto on his own with ease. But his efforts were in vain as he seemed to have gained another 20 or 30 pounds in a few days and now he desperately needed larger clothing before he started walking around completely naked.

Iruka slipped on his new baggier pants with ease and smiled as the fabric didn't outline his butt cheeks and were elastic, so the waistband stuck comfortably over his obese frame as it sunk under his lovehandles and belly. The tan teen then tried on a massive XXXL t-shirt, styled like the ones he used to wear. The new shirt was spacious and did not define his large, mellon-sized manboobs. Iruka held both of his manboobs in his pudgy hands and squeezed them. His brown nipples stretched with his squeezed flesh beneath his shirt and popped out between Iruka's chubby fingers. Iruka's breasts had swelled even more in the last few days, becoming bigger than melons but also grew supple and stayed somewhat firm, but remained squishy and bounced on his belly whenever he jogged. Iruka couldn't help but giggle as he seemed to start playing with his own man-breasts, it tickled and it was kinda fun as he made them bounce and squeezed them. But he dismissed his enjoyment for the satisfaction at the fact that he found clothes that were perfect for him and his new body. But his shirt and pants didn't hide how thick and fat his legs were, nor did those clothes hide the fact that beneath his shirt he had a fat belly and sizable manboobs. Iruka let his satisfaction fade as he observed how much bigger he was getting and tried not to think about what he would look like in a week or a month from now if his weight continued to increase rapidly.

He soon gathered his new clothes, transformed back into his skinny disguise and tried to walk back to get more pairs in that same size without waddling as he forced his thighs to fight each other as he walked normally.

Iruka mumbled to himself in frustration, "Ugh... My thighs are chafing... If I have to keep doing this, I could start a fire under my crotch..."

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At the cashier's line, Iruka stood before over a dozen other men that came with their arms full of what appeared to be oversized clothes. The tan teen checked them out, and noticed all of the men were a little bit chunky. Some of the other people in the other lines were also very overweight, while a few ninja in the crowds looked nervous and bought clothes that looked way too big for them. Iruka stared at them in suspicion and wondered if he wasn't the only person in town that gained weight.

"Next in line, please!" said the clerk.

Iruka snapped out of his thoughts and dropped the clothes on the counter while he waited somewhat impatiently: Naruto was currently being taken care of at the children drop-off playpen, but it wouldn't be long before baby Naruto awoke from his nap and cried for his older brother if he woke up in the arms of some strange caretaker. The tan teen wanted to buy his clothes quickly, pick up Naruto, and change in the bathroom before his current skintight clothing burst off and left him naked if his transformation faltered slightly. Thankfully, Iruka's concentration was top-notch, so he would last a few more minutes before he needed to rush.

Soon, the clerk finished checking all of Iruka's shirts, boxers, and new pants, and he said, "That'll be 678 credits! Cash or card, sir?"

The chunky teen dug deep into his back pocket for his wallet, his large bubble-butt making it extremely difficult to pull it out of his pants. But he soon drew it out and showed the clerk his card.

"Excellent!" said the clerk, "You sure have a lot of money to spend, young man!"

Iruka smiled, nodded and then he said, "Yeah, my uncle's pretty generous when it comes to money."

"But these clothes..." the clerk wondered out loud as he loaded them into the bags, "These sure are pretty big for you..."

The blubbery teen strengthen his disguise and tried to resist blushing in embarrassment or from inflating as he lied and used Kakashi as an excuse, "Uh... these are for a friend of mine... He's pretty chunky."

"That's very generous of you, kid," the clerk shrugged and let Iruka leave with his purchases in a fast waddle, "Well, have a nice day!"

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Once Iruka made it back home with Naruto safely secured on his chest, he dropped the bags on the floor and shut the door behind him, using his butt cheeks. His ass inflated with fat, like a balloon, and forced the door shut as he released the rest of his transformation. Iruka hadn't gotten used to being obese, but he started to learn how to throw his weight around when it mattered. He smirked a little bit and carried baby Naruto around in his arms, rocking him in his big, soft arms while the baby waved his rattle and sucked on his pacifier. The child's cheeks blushed and his eyes sparkled after his older brother fattened up before his eyes.

Iruka smiled and chuckled, causing his cheeks to swell and his double chin to grow and wobble a little as he said, "Heh! Can you get anymore cuter, Naru-chan?!"

The blonde infant smiled and giggled with his pacifier still in his mouth and continued to shake his rattle as he snuggled into Iruka's flabby arms. As Iruka rested Naruto in a soft baby seat, he was surprised when he heard his telephone beep. Naruto looked around for the noise while Iruka waddled over in his new clothes and checked his messages: he had missed 22 calls, all from the same phone number in the last two hours. He didn't recognize the address, but soon the phone started ringing and the same address appeared. Iruka answered it immediately.

"Hello?" he asked.

And then the blubber-filled teen heard the familiar, but somewhat deeper voice of his closest friend on the line, "Iruka? Is that you?! Why haven't you picked up your phone? Were you out at the store or something?"

"Well, look who it is, Naru-chan! Kakashi has finally decided to give a damn and call us!" the tan teen rested his hand on his wide hips.

Kakashi's voice sounded guilty and he answered back slowly, "Uh, hi, Iruka... Look, I'm really, really, really sorry about not seeing you and Naruto... or calling you... or trying in any way to contact you in over a month. You see, I have a little bit of a problem and I've been kinda distracted for a while... Heh! It's actually kinda funny when you think about it! We should meet somewhere and discuss it immediately!"

"Were you with Rin this whole time, Kakashi?" the overweight teen asked in a flat tone.

The silver-haired teen on the other line admitted hesitantly, "Uh, yeah..."

"SAVE THE LOVEBIRD-ROMANCE FOR THE WEEKENDS, KAKA-BAKA!!!" he shouted into the phone.

Kakashi seemed to backed off from the phone but soon returned once Iruka blew off his steam, "I know! I know! I'm sorry, Iruka!"

Iruka's face had turned cartoonish and massive from unimaginable levels of angry when he shouted at Kakashi through the phone, but soon his head returned to it's normal, chubby size before he looked more serious and concerned.

"Well, what exactly were you so distracted with, Kakashi? You've been out of the loop for a while and I kinda have a," the large tan teen took a moment to look down at his overabundant flesh before he finished, "BIG problem here..."

"Are you in trouble? Is Naruto sick or something?" the silver haired teen asked in concern.

But Iruka quickly countered, not willing to admit the truth about his obesity on the phone, "No, no, it's nothing like that. Naruto and I are fine. But I do need to see you soon for training."

"That's fine with me, Iruka," the older teen said quickly and then he requested in a somewhat insistent or nervous tone, "How about we meet at our usual training field as soon as possible? I'll help make up the time we lost this last month, I promise."

The tan teen questioned his friend sternly, "You really mean it, Kakashi?"

"Yeah, Iruka... But... I am really, really sorry about blowing you off like I did. I feel really bad about it, Iruka, and I hope you can forgive me..." apologized the Copy-Nin, and then he asked in a more curious voice, "But I wanted to ask you something really quick: why didn't you call my house or call Rin's phone here?"

Iruka felt a little bit insulted after he felt touched by Kakashi's genuine heartfelt apology, "You never gave me her phone address."

"No, I gave you her house number before the funeral," he said, "Didn't you see the note I left on the refrigerator? I mentioned it before you went to bed on the night after we stuffed our faces with those pancakes at breakfast."

Iruka waddled to the refrigerator and his face went blank and white when he saw the note Kakashi had told him about. It was right there, Rin's phone number, address, Kakashi's phone number, address, and list of emergency contacts, all written in Kakashi's handwriting. Iruka had been to the fridge a million times a day and never once did he ever notice that note. His mind was too focused on what was inside his fridge, rather than what was written on the outside.

"Oh..." was all he could say as he held the wireless phone to his ear, "I never noticed that... Ever..."

Kakashi asked, "For a whole month? How many times do you visit your fridge a day, Iruka?"

"Ok, ok, fine," the tan overweight teen shook his heading, trying not to think of all the times he visited his fridge, only to find food and pig out, "You're forgiven, Kakashi. I'm sorry for shouting at you earlier."

Kakashi insisted all was well, but Iruka suspected his friend was smirking underneath that mask of his, "It's ok. But I still should have called you and checked up on you guys back there."

"Just curious, were you really just hanging out with Rin this whole time?" asked Iruka.

"Well, I'm not sure if you're heard, but Rin has received fewer shifts at the hospital where she works, ever since the week after the funeral. So she and I had a lot more time to spend together and we've been..." the masked teen hesitated, but Iruka suspected he probably blushed as he recalled the various activities he and Rin did in the first month of their intimate romance, "We've been... doing boyfriend/girlfriend stuff. But after a while, she got pretty bored. She only works one day a week at the hospital and she has all the free time in the world. So, knowing I have a bit of a sweet tooth, she started baking and asked me to taste-test all of her confections. Needless to say, it's been an absolute delight."

Iruka then imagined Kakashi waking up in the morning to breakfast to be welcomed with a feast of delicious cakes and milk. He could imagine the look of utter delight visible in Kakashi's eye before he sat down and helped himself to various sweets and desserts. The thought made Iruka a little bit hungry just thinking about it. But then he remembered the last time he ever saw Kakashi.

He said, "That explains why you smelled like a bakery every time I saw you before you disappeared."

"Yeah, but it's going on for too long and I really need to get out of the apartment. I haven't been called out on any ANBU missions since the day I started helping you take care of Naruto, and I'm usually the one that picks up our missions at the missions desk, but I haven't been out of the house in weeks." the masked teen took a moment and Iruka heard him let out a muffled belch before he returned to the phone and sounded pretty bloated, "URP! Oh... that's sweet..."

Iruka asked him in concern when he finally noticed Kakashi's voice sounded deeper, "You sound a bit funny on the phone, Kakashi... Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, it's just... Well, uh, let's just say... I need to tell you share something with you... and I don't want anyone else knowing... " Iruka raised his eyebrows when he heard that and wondered (given Kakashi's recent change in diet and Rin using him to sample all of her delicious confections) if Kakashi's waistline had expanded recently, but then Kakashi quickly said, "It's nothing serious, there's no drama going on... but I need get out of the house and meet up at our special training field."

The tan teen would find out when he met Kakashi in person and tell him about his weight problem then as well, "Ok, what time?"

"As soon as possible," he insisted, "Tomorrow. I'll also be bringing a friend of mine from the ANBU. He should help us out with our training. Actually, he should be about your age so you'll have someone new to relate to more."

Iruka's chubby face turned flat again and he said, "You know, you're not that much older than me, Kakashi."

"Three years older," he corrected, but then he sounded a little bit worried, like he was looking over his shoulder or hiding somewhere, "But I also need to distract Rin. I don't want her to know what I want to share with you and my old friend from the ANBU."

The tan tan told his friend, "I'll call her later tonight. I'll ask her to babysit Naruto tomorrow."

"That should work perfectly." said Kakashi.

Iruka was about to say something, when he heard another voice on Kakashi's end of the line, it sounded like Rin, and she sounded ecstatic as he heard her call out to her boyfriend from another room, "Kakashi! I have a new cake I want you to try out! It's Japanese strawberry shortcake! Oh! And there was a sale on pink frosted donuts at the market! Do you want some?"

"Ohhhh..." the masked teen sounded like he was drooling and moaned with disbelief and excitement, he then ended the conversation quickly before he marched to the kitchen as fast as he could, "I, uh, I have to go, Iruka! I'll call you back later!"

The phone was slammed down in excitement on Kakashi's end of the line, leaving Iruka to wonder what it was that Kakashi wanted to share with him. No matter what it was, he would find out tomorrow, as well as this friend from the ANBU.

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Iruka did not like to walk like he did while under disguise. He looked like he was constipated while he walked down the streets of Konoha and watched countless citizens crowd around restaurants and fast food stands to eat, thankful almost none of them noticed how ridiculous he looked while he "walked" to his destination. When Rin arrived to take care of Naruto, Iruka had transformed into his skinny form, much to the confusion of his baby brother, and he was forced to hide all of his oversized clothes he had scattered in his bedroom. Iruka didn't think Rin was suspicious as she was instantly adoring her sensei's child.

Once in the forests, Iruka waddled again but didn't drop his transformation until he talked to Kakashi. He was nervous as blood rushed to his face and made his heart beat faster. But soon, Iruka forced himself to "walk" when he found the training area and entered. He waited around the three posts and this time Kakashi was late. Iruka waited and leaned his back on one of the wooden posts, unaware his weight started to make it creak and lean with him.

The tan teen was bored, until he sensed someone was close to him. He turned around and almost dropped his transformation when an ANBU wearing a cat mask. Iruka drew out a kunai and crouched in a defensive formation. The ANBU would have reached for his sword but then he stopped when he looked ahead of Iruka and a familiar voice broke out in the distance.

"Whoa! Hold your horses there, guys!"

Iruka turned around to see Kakashi walking towards him and raise his arm in a somewhat lazy but welcome manner. Kakashi noticed Iruka and the ANBU were about to clash when he raised his voice and calmed them both down. The silver haired teen moved at his own slow, relaxed pace and offered his friends a smile as he shut his eyes ^^ Iruka looked Kakashi over and saw he wore a new outfit: Kakashi wore jonin pants with white straps and a kunai holster on his thigh and he wore a black t-shirt. He also wore leather straps around his back and chest. It seemed like Kakashi didn't care to wear the entire standard jonin uniform or his ANBU attire, but instead chose a more casual outfit. Iruka liked Kakashi's new outfit.

"Yo!" the older teen greeted, "You look nice, Iruka. Are those new clothes?"

The tan teen answered, "Y-Yeah! Just bought them yesterday, as a matter of fact!"

Kakashi looked Iruka over and couldn't help but notice his friend seemed to have grown noticeably taller in the month since he last saw him. But then Kakashi remembered Iruka drank a lot of milk at breakfast, even more in the last month as he was fattened.

"You should stick with that look until you become a chunin," the masked teen commented, "But I think you will look good in a chunin uniform once you've grown into it."

Iruka smiled and would have said something witty when the ANBU cleared his throat to get their attention, "Hem! HEM!"

Kakashi blinked and then he remembered who he invited here and the reason he had called for this arrangement.

"Oh! I almost forgot," the masked teen motioned to the ANBU and said, "Iruka, I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine from the ANBU, his codename is Tenzō, but while he's not on a mission, his civilian name is Yamato."

The ANBU named Yamato removed his mask, revealing a somewhat handsome teenager, about the same age as Iruka. He had black eyes shaped like almonds, short brown hair, wore the traditional ANBU uniform, but was shorter than Kakashi and Iruka if the tan teen wasn't disguised to look thin and normal-sized.

Yamato then said with a slightly dry smile, "Old friend? More like an old personal man-servant, isn't that right, Kakashi-senpai..."

"Heh! We had so much fun on all those mission together so far..." the masked teen said with a teasing, but nostalgic tone while he seemed to rub his stomach a lot.

Yamato shook his head and sighed before he turned to Iruka and offered a slight bow, "Hello! Sorry about surprising you earlier. I'm still getting used to the ANBU routine. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Iruka-san!"

"Just call me Iruka," the tan teen insisted before he offered his hand, "I take it Kakashi must have told you a lot about me then?"

Yamato shook Iruka's hand and noticed how soft and almost boneless his hands felt, even though Iruka was as thin and fit as he was, but then he took the opportunity he had been waiting for and said with a sly smile, "Actually, I took care of your little brother a few times. He didn't like me that much. But Kakashi needed the time off once in a while to buy those new Make-Out Paradise books he likes so much."

Iruka's smile fell and Kakashi looked like he wanted to strangle Yamato for telling him that as he used obscene gestures with his hands to silently tell Yamato to shut up. But it was too late and he spilled the beans: This was Yamato's one chance to finally get back at Kakashi for leaving him with a screaming baby, giving him all his missions, and changing their mission plans at the last minute. Yamato knew Kakashi would make him pay for this later, but he didn't care. He was too happy and mischievous to even think about what Kakashi would do to him later.

"Really?" the tan teen asked as he forced a smile.

Yamato conformed, "Yeah, but I'm sure the latest novel was worth it! Little Naruto was certainly didn't like my mask since I was wearing it the whole time, but he stopped crying once Kakashi came back a few hours later."

"REALLY?" the teen didn't shouted, but made it clear he wasn't happy with Kakashi's untold aloofness.

Kakashi tried to explain himself for a brief moment, "Naruto wasn't in any danger. I had the utmost confidence in... Uh... Oh-no..."

Iruka turned his head to look at Kakashi in a slow, mechanical manner. He still smiled, while Kakashi seemed nervous and started sweating And then Iruka's faced turned as furious as a wild bull and turned red for one second and growled at his friend in an animalistic, almost demonic snarl. Kakashi almost screamed before Iruka sharply turned back to Yamato and thanked him while Kakashi's frightened soul almost floated off to heaven for being scared half to death.

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Once introductions were in order, Kakashi took control of the situation and faced his friends.

"Well..." he started, as he rubbed his stomach and rest his other hand on his hips, "I really don't know where to start... But from now on, I want the three of us to secretly meet here to train as vigorously as possible. Iruka and I are on the same team, but I'd like Yamato to be here to help us train and keep our little arrangement secret."

Yamato raised his hand while Iruka looked at his friend in confusion, "Senpai? Why exactly do you need me to help you out with training? You're way more experienced than me and wouldn't need my help. I don't really understand why I'm here and not your other teammate. Was his name Might Gai?"

"Yeah, I'm confused too," said Iruka, "I mean, I think it's great that we're back as a team and training in the fields, but why does this have to be so secret? Isn't there something you wanted to share with us, Kakashi? Something you didn't want Rin or anyone else to know about?"

Kakashi sighed and continued to rub his stomach. Iruka noticed his close friend do this for a while now and started to notice all the subtle changes in Kakashi's physical behavior. How his voice sounded on the phone, how slow and relaxed he walked, how he rubbed his flat stomach, and even noticed him sweating a little more. Iruka had a suspicion, but he would jump to conclusions and wait for Kakashi to tell him what he wanted to share.

The masked nin took a moment to figure out what he wanted to say, "You see, I've been distracted with my girlfriend Rin for the last month and missed out on a lot of training. And without me, Iruka has had no one to train him or look out for his little brother while he worked on his ninjutsu. And without me, neither one of us has been on a mission for over a month. So, I want us to dedicate our time into getting back in shape before we sign on for another mission. And I don't want anyone to know how much I screwed up and I don't want Rin to blame herself for my being out of shape."

"Well, I'm called on missions all the time, senpai, so I can't guarantee I'll be available to help you guys," said Yamato, "But I'll see what I can do today. And I won't tell Rin or anyone else about this."

The masked teen shot a sharp look at Yamato and said sharply, "How can I be sure of that when you just went ahead and tattled on me?!"

While Yamato held back a cracked smile, Iruka looked down at his fake figure and fought the urge to release his disguise and show off his assets to Kakashi. He felt now was the time to tell him the truth. Kakashi had to know what had happened to him and share his concerns about how much weight he gained and how fast he plumped up. The tan teen waddled closer and faced Kakashi with a subtle look of shame and hesitation.

"Anyway, I do have one other small detail I haven't been honest with and-" the masked nin was about to say.

When Iruka interrupted him and said with a steady voice, "Kakashi, before we take this any further, I have to come clean about something."

The masked teen stared at his tan skinned friend, curious about what he had to tell him.

"You're my teammate and my sensei on this team, so I have to be honest..." he hesitated, unsure what he should say before he went ahead and said it, "In the last few weeks... I put on a lot of weight. I used a transformation before I came here and I'm still using it right now."

Kakashi blinked and then he asked in a raised voice, "You too?!"

"What?!" both Iruka and Yamato said.

The silver haired teen then said, "Yeah, it's what I wanted to be secret! You see, I haven't left the apartment in weeks and Rin has been feeding me nonstop with nothing but cake, cookies, brownies, cupcakes, pancakes, candy, and milk! Rin knew I was chubby for a little while but then I transformed every time we were together. She never said anything about it after that because she thinks I have an extremely high metabolism. And that was over a month ago. She hasn't stopped feeding me until this morning's breakfast."

Yamato had a comical look on his face while he scratched his head, as he wondered how Kakashi looked under his transformation. But Iruka looked more curious and concerned; if he fattened up to over 300 pounds in a month on ramen, burgers, butter, and milk, then how fat would someone get if they had a sweet tooth and ate desserts nonstop for over a month. He stood and faced his teammate, fully prepared to let go of his transformation once Kakashi was ready to release his own. He felt so anxious as sweat rolled down his face and his stomach fluctuated.

Kakashi asked his dark skinned friend, "So how beefy are you now, Iruka?"

"I don't even know how heavy I am, but I'm really fat," he answered as some sweat ran down his temple and rested his hands on his stomach, "What about you, Kakashi?"

The masked teen said, "I think it would be best if I showed you guys instead..."

"At the same time," the tan teen suggested immediately, "We release our transformations at the same time so no one's embarrassed."

Kakashi nodded and said, "That's fine with me. Let's do this."

Iruka and Kakashi both held their hands in the form of a ram seal and concentrated their chakra. Yamato stood back and stared nervously as he felt two great waves of chakra come from both fatties. The two friends then let out a shout and the two of them burst into smoke. The rookie ANBU shield his face and then waited as the smoke cleared. And then his face suddenly paled in shock as Iruka and Kakashi revealed their true forms and dwarfed him completely in size and height: Iruka was as fat as ever, with his chubby cheeks, double-chin, wide and round figure, and his oversized butt. Even after he bought new clothes, the shirt he wore started to rise and show off his bellybutton as well as clearly defined his manboobs and lovehandles, which meant he was even fatter than he was yesterday. And now it looked like he started to grow a third chin.

The bloated tan skinned teen waved the smoke out of his face, but then he took a double take when he saw Kakashi: his pale, silver haired friend wasn't fat, he was enormous. Kakashi was even fatter than Iruka but now stood at about the same height as his friend. Iruka had drank his overabundant share of milk, but it was clear that Kakashi had done the same but had eaten more than his fair share of dessert.

Kakashi was shirtless. Whatever shirt he wore before he bloated out had burst off of him in an instant. But in truth, he didn't seem to have any clothes that fit him at all, he never had the chance to venture out and find new ones. Kakashi still wore the same dark trousers from his transformation, but they were skintight, stuck to his bloated flesh and showed off every curve and every inch of fat. He still wore his headband over his Sharingan and he still had sandals and underwear. But the leather straps of his fake outfit were nonexistent and did not hold his massive form still as he wobbled around like a human water balloon. Kakashi was wide and round like his friend, but his manboobs were full, round, and plump enough to match his belly that was now the same size as a large inflatable yoga ball. Kakashi's great belly was twice as fat as Iruka's and prevented Kakashi from ever seeing his feet or the number on a bathroom scale. Kakashi's neck was thick with fat and his face was so plump and so full that his mask could barely contain the girth of his cheeks and extra chins. His mask had started to strain and rip in certain areas, exposing some of his left cheek as it tried to swell and burst free of the fabric confinement. His real cleft was exposed and so were the other two chins that grew out from his neck. Kakashi's arms were patted with fat, and jiggled like he was inflated with soft blubber. His feet and hands were chubby, his zori sandals seemed tight while his plated gloves were stretched out, but could still fit. Kakashi's butt was wide, round, and full of fat, complimenting his already wide, heavyset hips, thick thighs, and surprisingly strong legs.

"Speak for yourself, tubby," he retorted back, half-jokingly, "Look at you! You're almost as fat as me!"

"Let me see you for a minute. I have to check this out..." the tan teen couldn't hold back for another second and waddled over to Kakashi, squishing their bellies together before he reached out to touch Kakashi's fat, as if he were a medic-nin with a patient, "Oh, man..."

Iruka's tanned hands grabbed as much white flesh as he could reach as his hands soon became submerged in fat. Kakashi's skin was so soft and elastic, his flesh was also soft, warm, and abundant that he was tempted to give the man a hug and squeeze him like a giant overstuffed plush panda bear. He pinched Kakashi's shoulders but couldn't feel his bones or muscles hidden beneath inches of the soft but thick sheet of blubber. Iruka smacked his hand on his belly and watched Kakashi ripple and wobble in all his topless glory. His manboobs shook a little bit from the impact to his belly and tickled Kakashi, even though he didn't show it through laughter. Iruka waddled around Kakashi as he inspected him with his soft, pudgy hands and measured the size of his belly, making Kakashi blush a tiny bit out of humiliation and frustration.

The teen commented, "You are so soft... and the circumference of your belly is unbelievable!"

"I feel so violated..." the masked nin said bitterly.

Iruka then asked in ignorance after he patted his friend's belly a few times and made it wobble even more, "Kakashi, how much can you eat in one sitting?!"

"Ok! Now it's my turn to ridicule you!" the masked teen half-shouted.

Kakashi teetered and waddled as he overpowered Iruka and dominated him like a sumo wrestler, "Whoa! Whoa! WHOA! Watch it, Kakashi! Careful! Hold on a minute! WHOA! That's too low!"

Their large arms flailed and their bellies wobbled around and smacked into each other, causing them both to jiggle like human gelatin molds as Kakashi wrestled around with Iruka while he inspected his bloated figure. The masked teen squished and squeezed Iruka's fat, melon-sized titties through his shirt, grabbed his lovehandles, made his belly bounce in his gloved hands, and forced Iruka to turn and wobble around some more as he explored his bloated, flabby body. The obese teen relented from resistance and let Kakashi force him to turn around and Kakashi's one eye turned wide when he looked down at Iruka's butt and patted his hands on his wobbly shoulders and back.

"Whoa... Your ass is wider than mine!" he commented, as he studied Iruka's ballooning butt cheeks, "And bigger and rounder too... That's a sumo-sized ass..."

Iruka started to blush with his arms stuck out at the sides and he asked, "Is it that fat?"

"Yeah, that is one impressive butt you have there, Iruka," the masked teen confirmed as he spanked his friend and stared at his overstuffed cheeks, he then commented when he stood up, "I really think an ass that size could make a world record."

The teen's face turned red with embarrassment, "Ohhh.."

"Don't be ashamed of it! Show it off! Flaunt it!" his silver haired friend soon encouraged Iruka and started smacking Iruka's butt from side-to-side and tried to make him show off his booty and dance, "Shake dat ass, Iruka! Shake it! Shake it!! SHAKE IT!!"

Iruka's butt wobbled around and made the rest of his gelatin-like form dance ridiculously until he forced his blush to fade and shook Kakashi off his rump, and then he shouted, "That was cute the first time, but not now!!!"

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As soon as Kakashi and Iruka were done playing with their flab, they waddled back and sat down with loud thuds as their plush buns provided them both with comfortable seating on the forest ground. Yamato still looked shaken as he stared at his fattened friends and started poking Kakashi to make sure he wasn't imagining things. Iruka held his belly, feeling a little bit hungry after he shook around and wrestled with Kakashi. He looked over at his friend and saw Kakashi was able to cross his legs while sitting down and looked more like the Buddha.

"This is unbelievable..." he said as he shook his belly and asked, "How much do you weigh, Kakashi?"

Kakashi answered, "The last time I checked I used a shadow clone to read the bathroom scale for me. But we overcrowded the entire bathroom with our fat and I think the clone's butt broke one of the windows out. But the scale said that I weighed at least 346 pounds. But that was over a week ago, and I have gained a lot more weight since then. I think I weigh at least 375 pounds now. You seemed to have rounded out at about 325 pounds... Or 345 pounds if we want to include your butt, Iruka."

"That seems about right," said Iruka as he looked back as his gravid rump and asked as he rubbed the sides of his massive, round cheeks, "But how the hell did we fatten up so quickly?"

The masked nin looked down and slowly confessed the details of his eating habits, sounding calm at first but then more and more crazy when he went into further detail, sounding like a former addict, "It was dessert for me... I couldn't resist it at all... It all started when she baked a cake while she was bored and I ate it all... She knew how much I loved sweets and dessert, Rin made me dessert all the time and after she assumed I had a high metabolism, she didn't see the harm in me overindulging in sweets. So she baked me another cake everyday to test new flavors and her endless recipes... then she started making me brownies and cupcakes, then came the ice cream, the milkshakes, the cookies, and then more cake. I loved it all so much and I couldn't stop eating, it was all so delicious and sweet, I couldn't get enough, it was like a delicious drug! I got fatter and fatter, and I still couldn't resist! I couldn't stop until every last crumble and morsel was in my tummy!!"

Yamato tumbled backwards and Iruka tried to shift his weight further from his friend until he calmed down and stared at him. Iruka broke the tension when he recounted his own tale; how his appetite increased and how he ate like an Akimichi, outgrowing his clothes and fattened up overnight, still frequenting Ichiraku Ramen everyday until he was obese. After Iruka retold his tale to Kakashi and their frightened ANBU friend, Yamato calmed down enough to start recognizing a pattern in these strange stories.

"I've seen this..." he said, earning their attention, "I've seen it before. It's been happening all the time ever since I returned from that mission..."

Kakashi asked, "What do you mean, Yamato?"

The ANBU looked over at Iruka when he started his hypothesis on the miraculous increase in weight and monstrous appetites.

Yamato said, "Kakashi made me do his ANBU mission for him, so I was out of town when Orochimaru attacked Konoha. But after I returned home, I noticed a lot of restaurants in town have been filled or overcrowded. And now I noticed for the last three weeks, now a lot of fat customers that have crowded those same restaurants, ninja and civilians alike, but almost none of them were from the Akimichi clan. I've seen some men and even our own shinobi brethren stuffing their faces like the Akimichi and sneak out of department stores with oversized clothes."

"So..." the masked nin dragged out.

Yamato finished with, "So I think you're not the only guys in town that have been gaining weight almost instantly. I think it's happening to almost everyone that was caught in the gaseous blasts of that attack..."

"That can't be true," said Kakashi, "Rin was caught in the middle of one of those blast with me and Iruka, and she isn't fat at all."

Iruka confirmed, "That's true, I saw Rin this morning when she came over to watch Naruto for me. I've seen a lot of women around town in the last month, and almost none of them are fat like me or Kakashi."

"So how do you explain that, genius?" challenged Kakashi.

Yamato answered quickly and took the time to poke fun at his overweight friends, "If that's true, then maybe it's not effecting women. All the fat people I've seen so far have all been men... But it's kinda hard to tell the difference from a distance if those men I've seen around town have tits that are as big as yours are."

"HEY!!" both fatties shouted.

Yamato snickered for a moment, before he tried to figure out why the women of Konoha weren't effected like the men he saw or his two bottom-heavy friends. He knew for a fact that Chouza Akimichi was even fatter than he ever was before, no one had seen Inoichi Yamanaka in weeks, there were a lot more fat people to be seen around town and snacking, and no one had even seen Hiruzen Sarutobi in the flesh in over a month, not even the ANBU. The old man did not come to the missions desk anymore and instead stayed in his office and sent out his orders with letters and messenger hawks. Yamato heard rumors that the Hokage never returned home to the Sarutobi estate, making him wonder if the Hokage was in anyway effected by this magical wave of obesity, more than everyone else given his near-unlimited resources. He would have to keep on scouting in between his missions before he could get any definite answer.

The ANBU shrugged and then said, "This whole scenario is so bizarre... I don't how how to explain it. But what we do know is that you guys are getting fatter. The best choice of action is for you two is to stop stuffing your faces at every meal, cut back on dessert, and train as often as you can before you two get stuck in a doorway."

Iruka and Kakashi both nodded, their chins keeping their heads nice and comfortable, resting on soft layers of fat.

The masked leader of the team struggled to stand up and moaned before he stood and grabbed his teammate's hand. Both of the fatties tried their hardest just to help get Iruka back on his feet and succeeded after a few tries.

Kakashi announced as he panted, "Then in that case... we should start training now... We need to lose some weight and build our muscles back up..."

"What do you suggest... we do first?" breathed Iruka.

The large team leader answered simply, "We do laps around the grounds... then we work on chakra control... then we do a few more laps... cover basic skills briefly... and then we can do a little bit of wrestling..."

"You mean, like, sumo wrestling?" asked Iruka.

Kakashi nodded, "I watched a lot of it on TV... We don't have to do all the rituals since we aren't in a stable. We could wrestle each other around until we're exhausted... Then we can do the same exercises tomorrow."

"You think Rin will mind watching Naruto everyday?" the tan teen asked.

The silver haired nin answered, "Are you kidding me? She will love it... Rin loves babies, especially our little Naruto-chan... Besides, she could use a break from fattening me up."

"Heh! Sounds ideal to me! But I think we should start with the wrestling! So we can get a good feel of it!" suggested Iruka with a beaming smile of enthusiasm.

Yamato raised one of his eyebrows and looked between his two oversized comrades, still confused to the reason he was even here, "Uh, senpai... what exactly am I supposed to do here, then? What, I am supposed to be your water-boy? Because there's a river of fresh water right over there, kinda like a troth when you think about it."

Kakashi waddled over and pulled Yamato into his bulk with one of his tremendous patted arms, rubbing some of his sweat onto the ANBU's uniform as he half-embraced him in a rough, but affectionate manner, "Oh, Yamato... I needed more of an audience when I recalled my story about my addiction to sweets, but now I found a newer, better job for you."

"And what is that?" he asked cautiously as Iruka bent over to do some stretches.

The masked nin smirked evilly under his torn mask and asked back, "Are you familiar with American football?"

"I'm familiar with the sport, yeah..." the ANBU nodded.

The silver haired shinobi said with dramatic effect as he towered over Yamato and showed some of his face, "Well, Yamato, my old friend... For being a skinny, little tattletale... You're going to be my personal tackle dummy..."

"What?!"

Kakashi leaned in close to Yamato's face and whispered, "Hut, hut, hike!"

"NOOOOO!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!! I DON'T WANNA DO THIS!!!"

Yamato tried to run, but fat Kakashi held him with surprising strength and started smothering Yamato with his belly and manboobs as the short teen thrashed around and tried to escape but failed. Kakashi let out a heartfelt laugh as he relished in Yamato's harmless suffering and marched towards the field.

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Several hours later, Iruka and Kakashi went ahead and trained in the fields, covering every detail Kakashi mentioned. The two fatties ran around the field in mile-long laps and pushed themselves into utter exhaustion as they brushed up on their ninja skills, pushed themselves beyond the limits of their endurance, covering their bodies with the sweat of hard labor... After Kakashi used Yamato as a crash test dummy and sat on him several times. Sweat rolled down Iruka's chins and dampened the front of his shirt, his armpits, the fold of fat over his lovehandles, and his manboobs as well. His boxers sank deep into his butt after he spent the day running around, wrestling, and training with kunai, shuriken, and his chakra control. He ran up trees with a lot of difficulty and crushed several thick branches, landing hard on his butt alongside his masked friend. Kakashi, on the other hand, was glistening with sweat, covered it dirt that was soon washed away with more sweat. It looked like someone had soaked him with a water gun, covering his silver hair and his exposed flesh.

When the two of them wrestled, Iruka threw away his shirt and let his fat titties wobble and bounce around as he stomped the ground and faced Kakashi for one last sumo match. Kakashi giggled and pointed at Iruka's manboobs, irritating his friend before the two of them ran after each other and clashed: white chocolate and sweet caramel skin collided in a rippling wave of fat as their naked bellies and manboobs rubbed against one another like the inside of a lava lamp, their sweaty overstuffed flesh creating a rubbery squishing sound as Iruka and Kakashi wrestled and squeezed each other in a very homoerotic manner. Iruka grabbed Kakashi's lovehandle while Kakashi tried to grab a hold of Iruka's waistband and tried to give him a wedgie. But Iruka's butt was too big and he couldn't reach and hold onto his underwear for long as the two of them tried to throw down the other to the ground. Iruka and Kakashi stomped on the ground and waddled around the field in a stalemate match, their strength was equal to one another as they growled and sweat, pushing their bodies together as if they were having sex.

Iruka wanted to bite Kakashi's manboob as it was squished into his face while Kakashi was simply getting too tired to keep going and couldn't shake Iruka off of him. Eventually the two wrestlers threw themselves off to the side and the two of them both fell and hit the floor at the same time, ending their exhausting training session.

The two fatties panted and rolled on the ground until their bellies faced the orange heavens and sweat coated their entire bodies. Iruka almost fell asleep as he let himself get an extra tan from the sun, but then his stomach gurgled and growled, aching him, and telling him it was time to eat again.

Iruka moaned as he heard Kakashi's stomach growling too, just as strongly as his was, "I'm so... hungry... I have to eat..."

"Me too..." the masked nin panted, "Food... I need food... NOW!"

The tan rookie tried to sit up and remembered their resolve to lose weight, "We should be careful about what we eat... We could get even fatter if we don't chosen the right food..."

"Yamato should know what we should eat..." said Kakashi.

Iruka looked over his belly and asked, "Where is he?"

Kakashi rolled around on the ground for a minute before he picked himself up with difficulty. He waddled around the field until he found the crater he created when he body-slammed his ANBU friend after a skydive and found Yamato, half-buried in the earth with the look of a fainted Pokémon on his face.

"I found him!"  he shouted, "Let's roll out of here."

Iruka definitely rolled around given his size and it took him some time to get up before he mumbled and rubbed his belly, "Give me some time and more food, I think I will roll out of here..."

The masked nin lightly kicked Yamato in the earth before he reached out and dragged Yamato out of the crater and commanded, "C'mon, skinny! You're our dietitian now and we're hungry. Now let's go!"

"Uhhhh..." moaned Yamato.

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Back in town, Kakashi and Iruka washed the sweat from their bodies and transformed into their skinnier versions. Yamato recovered from their training session soon enough and followed his friends to the restaurant they wanted to go to, agreeing to help them maintain their diet with a stern, vigilant eye. They arrived at Ichiraku Ramen as Iruka beamed and his stomach growled in anticipation.

Yamato asked, "This is where you guys want to eat?"

"Ichiraku makes the best noodles in Konoha." said Iruka as he drooled and rubbed his stomach.

The ANBU looked Iruka over in his excited demeanor, "I'll take your word for it, big guy."

"It's been a while since I've had a bowl of ramen." said Kakashi, as he seemed eager too, "Not the healthiest food in the world. But it's still delicious."

Before the two of them waddled inside, Yamato stopped them and lectured them sternly, "Ok then, while we're here, neither one of you is going to have any ramen at all. It's too fattening. No noodles. You will both have to eat salads, and that's it."

"Awwwwww!! I hate salad!" whined Iruka.

Yamato then said sharply, "You wanna lose weight? Then you have to eat the salad."

"Can I order a bacon salad special with soup on the side and some bread?" asked a curious, and greedy Kakashi.

But then he friend answered, "No. You can have a large salad, water, and that's it. And no dessert either."

"This dinner sucks." said Kakashi.

Iruka added, "Diets suck."

"Well, if it's going to help us lose weight, it doesn't look like we have a lot of other options. We have to slim down, Iruka." the masked nin said with his arms crossed over his belly.

His friend shook his head and then marched inside, "I know. I know. Don't remind me."

As Iruka, Kakashi, and Yamato entered the restaurant, already there were two large people sitting on the left end of the restaurant, greedily slurping their XLR bowls of ramen. The tan rookie waddled in when he stopped and immediately noticed Teuchi. The kindly ramen chef greeted his best customer while he struggled to tie his apron around his shockingly oversized frame. Teuchi had grown even fatter since the last time Iruka had been to Ichiraku Ramen in over a week.

"Hello, Iruka! Welcome back! And Kakashi Hatake as well! It's been a while!" he cheered, "Have a seat and I'll be with you in just a moment!"

The ramen chef had hired someone new to help him with his business and eventually asked him to help tie his apron around his tremendous bulk. Teuchi looked like a sumo wrestler; he had an even thicker, more bloated double-chin, his face was fuller and rounder, and he was so fat, wide, and round in the middle that behind the counter he looked like he weighed over 500 pounds. Once his apron was tied around his back, the white cloth stretched across his great belly, and he waddled around the kitchen scaring his new assistant when he bent over to get something and showed off the size of his great butt. Iruka, Kakashi, and Yamato looked at each other but soon took their seats, Iruka and Kakashi squeezing next to each other while Yamato sat comfortably next to Kakashi.

Teuchi cleaned his counter while his assistant tried to squeeze behind him and serve the other two customers, "So what will it be this time, Iruka? Kakashi? A few XRL bowls? A healthy ninja must eat well!"

Iruka looked to Yamato and frowned before he said, "I'll have a large salad this time, Teuchi."

"Me too," said an unhappy Kakashi, "with an extra glass of water, please?"

The chunky chef was surprised, "Really? Just a salad? I'm guessing you two are trying some kind of new diet?"

"Yeah," Kakashi answered bitterly, "Thanks to an obnoxiously serious subordinate..."

"Ok, two large salads coming up," said the ramen chef, and then he looked to Yamato, "And what will it be, ANBU-kid?"

Yamato smiled as he said, "I'll have a walnut salad and a side of takoyaki, please!"

Iruka and Kakashi looked at Yamato bitterly, but the young ANBU shrugged it off.

"What? I don't have to be on a diet." he said.

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Iruka stuffed another mouthful of green vegetables into his mouth and chewed bitterly. The crunch was so loud and the taste was as bitter as he chewed, feeling no satisfaction as the greens dropped down into his stomach to be digested. The tan rookie shivered after he swallowed another mouthful and tried to wash out the taste with water. He looked to Kakashi, who looked downright miserable. He ate slowly and had a lot more water as he barely finished half of his salad. His stomach moaned and growled with the abundance of vegetables in his digestive system, as this was his second bowl of salad. But he didn't even feel full nor did he feel remotely satisfied.

Iruka went back to his meal and tried to stuff the rest of his salad down quickly but took the time to look at Yamato as he ate. Yamato looked happy as he shoveled crushed walnuts and raisins with his salad, and then helped himself to takoyaki. Iruka looked sad and tearful as Yamato popped the plump little treats in his mouth, smiling and blushing, as he enjoyed his little meal. Iruka frowned and tried not to cry as he forced himself to eat the rest of his salad. No one spoke during the meal, and after the two larger customers left, Ichiraku was uncomfortably silent. Teuchi rested his hand on his vast waist, unhappy seeing his favorite customers seem miserable and broke the tension with a little bit of a story and some news about his plans for the restaurant:

"Kakashi? Did I ever tell you or Iruka that I was once a professional sumo wrestler?" he asked.

The pale rookie abandoned his salad and stared at the ramen chef with interest, "No. You were once a sumo wrestler?"

"Absolutely! I was once one of the largest and strongest professional rikishi in all the Land of Fire! It didn't make a lot of news or headlines here in Konoha, because of all the ninja business going on, but I won countless tournaments and even attained the rank of yokozuna." the ramen chef retold the greatest time of his young life.

The masked nin looked somewhat fascinated, "That's the highest rank in the sport... You were a grand champion?"

"Yes... I trained hard for years and I grew so strong, so fast, and so fat that I was almost unbeatable! My kimonos and mawashi size had to be increased several times throughout each season, since the yokozuna sleep in later while living in the stables and eat more than anyone else, so I fattened up very quickly while I trained vigorously," he said as he retold his story, "But after I won several tournaments I eventually felt it was time to retire. I had grown so large to the point where I needed to lose weight in order to live longer, and I was going to be a father very soon, and I couldn't leave my little Ayame all alone while I spent all my time being fattened up at the stables. I learned a lot about food, nutrition, and cooking stew, ramen, and countless other dishes while I was a sumo wrestler. So I decided to move here to Konoha where my fame wouldn't follow me and became the ramen chef I am today. But sometimes I miss those old glory days when I was so huge and women couldn't keep their hands off of me. But once I expand Ichiraku Ramen, I think I'll have it decorated with a sumo theme, with memorabilia on the walls, framed photographs of famous bouts, trophies encased in glass, with new tables, and wide seats to know what it's like to be the size of a rikishi!"

Kakashi nodded and said, as he felt his butt rub up against Iruka's, "Sounds like a good idea to me."

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Iruka and Kakashi decided to turn in after their meal and parted ways with Yamato, who annoyingly reminded them to be careful with what they eat and meet at the field tomorrow. Iruka returned home, exhausted and his stomach was killing him. That salad didn't settle well with him but he certainly didn't feel like eating anymore when he arrived home and reunited with his baby brother. Rin returned the child to Iruka and left soon after, eager to see her boyfriend. Once she left him alone, Iruka returned to his obese size with Naruto in his arms. It was late, Naruto was already tuckered out, well fed, freshly changed, and ready for bed. So Iruka decided to take him to his crib and watch anime.

Back at Rin's apartment, Kakashi rubbed his stomach and laid down on the bed after he took a shower and found some deodorant to rub on his armpits and every fold of fat he could find after he released his slender form and bloated out. He soon collapsed on the couch to watch TV while he rubbed his massive stomach and tried to think where he could go to find new clothes eventually. His shirts and armor were useless and even his masks were too small for him. As he watched some sumo wrestling on TV, Kakashi picked at his ruined mask and sighed.

"That wasn't a joke," he said to himself, "These masks cost a fortune!"

Kakashi heard the front door click and Rin was about to come home and see a silver haired fat man on her couch. But the masked nin reacted immediately by transforming back into his skinnier self while he cursed under his breath. He soon sat back and tried to relax as Rin came in, looking pleased to see her lazy boyfriend sprawled on the couch, watching television.

"Hi there," she greeted and then asked, "So how was training?"

The masked ninja acted nonchalant and answered, "Uneventful. Iruka and I worked on some basic exercises and wrestled around for a bit. It was kinda fun, until he dove into my stomach and took me down."

Rin gracefully sat down next to her man and said while she rubbed his shoulder, rubbed his stomach tenderly, and stroked his hair sensually, "Ohhhh... You poor thing... Did you get anything good to eat?"

"Actually, I decided to try out two salads for dinner tonight," he answered honestly, fearing the ramifications of lying to his loyal girlfriend, "I didn't like it at all. It made my stomach turn into knots. I don't think I could eat anything again after that."

The kunoichi smiled at Kakashi seductively, blissfully unaware of how soft and bloated he was underneath his disguise, "Well I know what can fix that... Salad isn't a meal, it's an appetizer... Let get you something your stomach can agree with.."

Kakashi was surprised when Rin stopped stroking his hair and stood up, walking backwards until she reached the kitchen. The masked nin looked worried and his fears were confirmed when his girlfriend materialized a large cake out of nowhere. Kakashi's mouth watered as he smelled chocolate, fudge, miniature peanut butter cups, cherries, whipped cream, marshmallows, hot fudge, caramel sauce, and cookies. Kakashi had never seen any such cake in his life, but it was loaded with everything he loved that it gave him an erection.

"I know it's a little bit much," she said, "But I had to see the look on your face, and it's priceless!"

The masked nin could barely speak, as Rin giggled and sat down next to him with the cake already sliced, "Ohhhhhhhhh..."

"What do you think, big boy?" she asked, "Do you think you're up to it?"

Kakashi tried to think of his diet and resist, but the aroma was too much. He didn't say a word as he grabbed a slice of cake with his hand and shoved it in his face, his tastebuds were in overload as he shoveled more and more delicious over-sweetened cake into his mouth, and almost cried in shame and delight, "Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!! More!"

Rin smiled at his enjoyment, amazed Kakashi was still so thin as she let the cake down on the coffee table and let Kakashi have as much as he wanted. She watched him eat with his mask on, well aware that he learned a trick where he could still eat with his masks on, and look so cute while he stuffed his face. Still, ever since she saw him when he was chubbier last month, she didn't seem to mind his softer, less toned form. She was relieved he slimmed down overnight, concerned for his fitness, but as Kakashi stuffed his face with another slice of cake, she wondered as she stood to find Kakashi a plate and fork.

She smiled as she stood and then offered, "You want some milk, Kakashi?"

"Yes...... I would love some..." he said between mouthfuls.

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Back at Iruka's house, the rookie with tan skin sat on his couch, digging cotton out of his bellybutton, and bored once the latest episode of his favorite series was over. He rolled onto his side and curled into a ball as the rest of his salad was digested. He felt empty and didn't feel like sleeping even after it was so late at night. He didn't want to play video games and didn't have any energy to go to bed yet. Iruka rolled around on the couch, his butt crack showing more and more each time he rolled from side to side. Eventually, he decided to go to bed anyway with his clothes still on, lacking the energy to change into his night clothes. He laid down on his bed for over an hour, bored out of his mind and almost depressed as he stared at the ceiling. That salad didn't have a positive effect on him at all and he certainly didn't feel healthier.

But after a few minutes, his stomach vibrated, causing his belly to jiggle. Iruka looked down and tried not to think about it. But then he squirmed as his stomach growled at him again, demanding him to eat. His stomach wouldn't leave him alone as he laid down, rolled up his shirt, and rubbed his brown belly to sooth it into silence. But Iruka's stomach screamed for nourishment until he gave up, unable to tolerate the noise anymore. The overweight teen waddled out of his bedroom, careful not to bump his butt into Naruto's crib as he snuck to the kitchen.

"I'll have one midnight snack and that will be it..." he muttered to himself, "I don't have to overdo it..."

He opened the fridge and his face was enlightened with the holy radiance of the food from his refrigerator. Iruka looked around at all the fattening food and snacks he had in cold storage as he was tempted with so many delightful choices. He started to smile as he wondered which food he wanted first, before he shook his head and decided to drink some milk instead. He took the gallon he bought a few days ago and licked his lips, unable to put it down or reach for a glass. Instead, he stared at the milk for a while and suddenly made a surprise move: he uncorked the container, drinking the milk down straight out of the gallon. He chugged the sweet nectar down endlessly, swallowing half of the contents as his belly swelled up. Iruka took a break to breath and almost coughed while he smiled in satisfaction.

"Ahhhh... I needed that so much!" he said, "What a relief..."

But then Iruka's stomach growled again. It wasn't enough. He needed more. He wanted more. The teen looked around for a moment and noticed the snacks on top of the fridge; he had collected branded cookies, potato chips, snack cakes filled with soft cream, brownies, and various other tasty snacks from the store. His stomach growled again but Iruka tried to resist and have another drink of milk. But he hesitated, unsatisfied with only drinking milk. He needed to eat something. Iruka tried to look away from the treats, but his will wasn't strong enough. He started to walk away but then he swiftly turned around and he took everything from the top of the fridge, starting with a box of Oreos. Iruka took the rest of the milk with him to his foldout chair in front of the television. He laid down on the soft, foldout chair, turned the television back, and stuffed a thick, rich Oreo cookie into his mouth as he smiled.

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TBC