Archive of Our Own

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“(I think we need to cut back on your snacks.)” Dazzle muttered with his head buried in their shared scarf, eyes locked onto their shared body, particularly the mass amounts of fat covering it. 

“ My snacks? You've been eating just as much as I have…” Razzle puffed. He'd gotten the two of them squirmed into a clean sweater, but to say that it fit was a straight up lie. The fabric strained over their large body, leaving their gut exposed with all the stretch marks on display. Dazzle had been watching their weight, and it felt like Razzle hadn't been , despite the tragedy twin's comments on it. 

“(We're getting big.)” He'd commented the month before. 

“It's not that bad.” Razzle had said in response. 

But now it was that bad, according to Dazzle. Their sweater didn't fit and they'd split a few seams on their sweatpants just the night before. It had been so embarrassing , breaking Their clothes like that, even if it was in the privacy of the twins’ own room. What was more embarrassing was having to go to book club looking like… this.

“(Maybe we shouldn't go… we need to make a new sweater.)” Dazzle hated skipping book club meetings, Razzle knew this, despite sleeping through them every time. 

“It'll be fine, we're the same colors as our sweater!” The comedy mask piped up, ever the optimist. This only seemed to make Dazzle retreat further into the red fabric with a whine, his dark hand pulling down at the hem of their sweater. 

“(Our belly is hanging out… It's not appropriate.)” His hand moved to grab at the underside of their belly, squeezing at the mass and feeling along some of the stretch marks that were a little too visible for his liking.

“Sprout walks around shirtless, I think we're fine.” Razzle rolled his eyes with a more serious tone, snatching Dazzle's book off rhe bed and moving their feet along. “You're gonna be late if we don't get going!”

Dazzle whimpered, using their scarf to cover his face as much as he could while the two moved off to the book club's usual meeting spot. The two were normally very good at being the first ones there, but this time both Brightney and Astro were already nestled into bean bags on the floor. They plopped down on the spare beanbag that didn't already have someone in it, Razzle already beginning to dig in their pockets while Dazzle fumbled around with the book using his hand. As much as the tragedy mask enjoyed his personal tastes, he still didn't go as far as keeping candy in their pockets… which seemed to be his brother's new favorite thing to do.

Just try to focus on the meeting , that's all he had to do while trying his best to ignore the bored nibbling and humming from his right. 

It was harder than he thought. Despite Razzle's snacking ending up in their shared stomach, it was making Dazzle crave his own treats. They both had different tastes, so of course whatever the comedy mask had brought was catered to what he himself liked, and not the tragedy mask's preferences. He shouldn't be feeling hungry with food sitting in their gut, yet here he was, side-eyeing his brother in a silent plea that he'd brought something for him. 

Razzle had to hold back a giggle upon seeing his brother's pitiful expression. Of course he was hungry. Dazzle could get after him all he wanted, but Razzle wasn't the one that ate the most between the two of them. Most of the weight they'd put on had come from the tragedy mask's inability to stop , especially if it was a food he really enjoyed. Portioning had been attempted, along with many failed attempts to convince his brother to save some for another day.

Razzle wasn't exactly innocent himself, so he'd stopped nagging Dazzle about eating so much... Especially since it meant bringing snacks to the book club meetings! Sure, eating to curb his boredom was a bad habit, but every single time about halfway through, Dazzle would beg for a share. Who was he to refuse? He'd learned very quickly to start bringing things his brother liked, so of course he had some sweeter treats stashed in their pockets. 

Dazzle looked delighted when Razzle’s paler palm had stretched out with a few pieces of candy in it, the book being poorly propped against their belly so the tragedy mask could unwrap each piece and stick them in his mouth. With both twins content with their individual snacks, the rest of the meeting was a breeze. It wasn't long before Brightney was excusing herself and Astro was slowly making his way out of the room, watching as the twins rolled to their side and pushed themselves up. Their breathing was heavy, Dazzle desperately trying to hide it as they also began to leave the room. Astro had paused by the entryway by the time the twins had caught up, shuffling in place and tugging in his blanket. Magic was used to carry his book, so he was able to keep it comfortably tucked into his body as his eyes wandered. 

The main toon had felt a little flustered watching the twinned toons move around, thinking back to when the two were much… much thinner, able to squeeze through tight spots on runs and keep up with Pebble on the odd floors… but now it looked nearly impossible. Just thinking about the two trying to squeeze into a tight spot had Astro gripping his blanket tighter. He cleared his throat once they’d gotten close enough, trying not to stare too hard at the exposed stomach before him. 

“Are you two… doing anything later?” Astro muttered, his will faltering as his gaze flickered down and back between the two heads watching him. Hopefully they hadn’t noticed him staring.

He noticed . Dazzle swallowed, feeling his hand get clammy and desperately wiping the sweat on his side of their shared sweater. Their sweater wasn’t big enough , the twin feeling his hand slip off the fabric and brush against the exposed bottom half of their gut. Luckily Razzle didn’t care as much about their appearance and was able to respond to Astro for the two of them.

“No, we won’t be busy. Why?” The comedy mask chirped, stuffing empty wrappers into his pocket. It was hard getting the snacks into the pocket even with the recently sewn extra space, but it was much easier to put the wrappers back in . They’d have to start carrying a bag around, surely…

“I was just wondering if you’d… uhm… Like to join me and watch a movie later? I’ll have snacks…” The moon’s eyes landed on the twins’ stomach again, his gaze lingering this time before tearing away. This sent both twins flustering, Dazzle in particular. It was Razzle’s turn to swallow a lump in his throat, caught off guard by the offer itself and even more so by the promise of food , emphasized by the look directly to their middle. Their tail was swinging wildly, the bell on the end jingling on its way across the floor.

“I- sure! Yeah, we’ll, uh-” Razzle was fumbling.

“(We’ll be there.)” Dazzle recovered, face buried in their scarf.

“Wonderful. I can’t wait… Thursday should be fine.” Astro smiled gently, turning to head down the hall towards the main rooms. 

“Yeah… Thursday…” Razzle laughed breathily, taking their body in a brisk walk back towards their room. 

“(... Is it a date?)” Dazzle peeked from his hiding spot, face still very flustered. Razzle barked a laugh, pulling at their sweater and spotting their reflection on their way back into the room, just now noticing how much they were exposed.

“Probably! Boy, we really gotta make a new sweater, huh…” He didn’t notice it as much earlier. There wasn’t a need to notice it, but now they were invited- expected to show up and spend time with Astro. It was brilliant motivation to work on putting together new outfits for them both, being sure to make them a couple sizes larger than what they were, just in case. 

Sitting and sewing for hours on end was a great snacking opportunity, they’d learned. The opportunity was great enough that they’d managed to gain a few extra pounds before Thursday, leaving both Razzle and Dazzle very thankful that they’d started on sewing as soon as they possibly could for fear that they’d be left wearing a glorified crop top. Not that it was bad , but more that the sweater was just far too tight around their chest. When they’d finally squirmed out of it, the clothing had left angry red marks across their skin. The sweatpants were a different story, having been repaired once already and only needing a few adjustments here and there involving a few extra pieces of fabric. 

So, with all sewing projects completed and adjustments made, they were able to show up on time to Astro’s room for their movie night- belly covered. A soft ringing settled behind the twins with the way the tip of their tail flicked side to side, waiting for the moon toon to open the door and let them in after they’d knocked. 

The door was answered swiftly, Astro’s face peeking out from behind and lighting up upon seeing the twins on the other side. He pulled the door open fully to let the two in, closing it softly behind him. 

“You’re right on time!” He beamed, nodding towards a pair of bean bags settled in front of a projector screen. “I borrowed it from Dandy since he’s working on something tonight.” Alongside the bean bags were several trays of snacks, all catered towards Razzle and Dazzle’s individual tastes. “I’m not very picky, so I just gathered things you guys like, if that’s alright.” Astro took his seat, using magic to grab one of the packages of chocolate cookies and pulling the top open. 

The twins hurried to sit down in the other bean bag chair, wiggling to get comfortable while the main toon started the movie. Dazzle was eager to grab at cookies the moment Astro held them in their direction, sticking two in his mouth at once. Razzle sighed internally. It was expected, the behavior… but it was surprising that Astro had grabbed those specific cookies. They were by far Dazzle’s favorite , held above any others- even ones that Sprout or Cosmo would make. Just how much did Astro observe about them…? 

Razzle’s thoughts were soon pushed aside the moment he spotted his own favorite snack, a mildly spicy type of chip that he had to hide from a few other toons that also enjoyed them. They were quickly snatched up and opened, the twins’ bell tipped tail rolling across the carpet in their excitement. Dazzle was aware enough to notice Astro staring. Again . 

“(Is something wrong…?)” The tragedy mask was hesitant to ask, but he felt like he had to with the way the moon’s brow was furrowed with his eye practically burning a hole in their side.

“You made a new sweater…” Astro trailed off, chewing on his lower lip. He seemed to be thinking about something. Razzle had peeked over and was about to ask but was cut off by Astro’s arm reaching out and pushing up the hem of their sweater. The comedy mask choked, dipping his face back out of sight while Dazzle stared at the soft, dark hand on their plush stomach. “I liked what you had on earlier this week…”

Dazzle’s throat choked up. Their heart was racing. What they had on earlier…? That was hardly anything! A poor excuse for a sweater- everything was out and exposed, and… 

Was Astro… into it ?

The kneading at their fat was a very strong hint that yes, Astro was very into it. He was starting to get handsy , which was unexpected to the twins. To them, the moon was very fond of his blanket and was quite hesitant to take it off, but next thing they knew he was pressed into their side and feeling along their sides and squeezing at their chest. Razzle was stuffing his face to avoid returning being handsy, but Dazzle was basking in it. Who knew Astro would be so good with his hands ? 

“I’m so glad you guys accepted my invitation… I’ve been wanting to ask for months now, it just got… harder.” Astro spoke softly, pressing in closer as Dazzle’s hand found his side. “Sorry for staring, you’re both so lovely to look at. You’ve gotten so big .” The moon purred, feeling the underside of the twins’ belly and giving it a good shake, watching the fat wobble from the movement.

“You noticed?” Razzle squeaked with a mouth full of cheese. Dazzle gave him a look.

“How could I not notice? You’re massive, Razzle and Dazzle… It’s very obvious.” Astro rested his head on their shoulder, an upper hand rubbing large circles into the twins’ back. “Obvious, and so… so attractive. I’ve already talked with Dandy about it, you know. He’d be quite excited if you’d join us both tomorrow night for another movie?”

Razzle perked up at the flower’s mention, struggling to swallow the amount of food in his mouth. “Yes! Yes, we’d love to-”

Dazzle cleared his throat, feeling the layer of fat on Astro’s side with his thumb. Something in the back of his head told him these ‘movie nights’ were about to become a lot more common… “(Of course… How could we refuse?)”

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Razzle was ecstatic. Dazzle was nervous. Both, of course, willing to participate in Dandy and Astro’s… “movie night”. Their previous hang out with Astro had ended with them napping on the floor with full bellies, and with the twins having an invitation to the next cozy little meetup. They had been eagerly greeted by the more sleepy main, hands pulling them in and shutting the door behind them. Dandy’s room was much bigger and had a proper projector setup with shelves of tapes to match. It was almost enough to draw their attention away from the mountains of food that had been carted into the room, most of it still freshly hot and steaming. There was a large range of food provided, from sweet to savory. It was making their mouths water, Dazzle maybe a little more so. It made the tragedy twin really think about the gnawing in their gut. Based on last time, the twins hadn’t eaten as much as they normally did so they could hopefully eat as much as possible in the presence of the two mains.

Razzle’s head swiveled as he scanned the room, looking back at Astro with a furrowed brow. “Where’s Dandy? Running late?”

Astro shook his head, taking a bite out of a blueberry muffin he’d already started on, pulling the wrapper off gently as he went. “He’s bringing the last bit over, should be back soon.” He hummed, taking another, larger bite and licking blueberry from the corners of his mouth. “The movie will probably end up being background noise, you know how it is… Make yourselves comfortable.” The toon looked the twins up and down, his gaze settling on their middle while his tail flicked and swayed behind him. A lower hand gestured towards the large bed with mass amounts of pillows providing plush cushioning. 

There was a little bit of stiff resistance from Dazzle, mostly due to nerves, but Razzle got them moving, having enough confidence for the both of them. Their tail gently rang in their clambering onto the bed and with their squirming to get settled. 

“I didn’t expect you guys to have so much food prepared!” The comedy twin chirped, ignoring his brother’s growing fluster.

“(Neither of us expected it… It’s so much.)” Dazzle gazed at the tray of donuts that were dripping in a sweet glaze, slowly leaning their large body over to grab one.

“We both plan to also be eating it, so Dandy was very insistent on having a large quantity. Just in case.” Astro hummed, settling in closer to the headboard where there was a larger amount of darker colored pillows brought in from his own room. The main had shrugged off his blanket before climbing atop the bed, sitting in just a pair of star patterned sweatpants. Until Astro had invited the twins over the first time, they had no idea how big the other toon was himself, but now they had a front row seat to ogling at the other’s body. Astro’s pale blue stomach hung a decent bit over the hem of his pants, accompanied by hefty love handles around the sides.

It was no wonder why he was so much larger than they’d thought. By the looks of it, he was getting stuffed silly almost nightly. Dazzle wondered if Razzle was also curious about just how much the moon could eat on his own. He wished he could know more exactly, but the excess the two had provided just to ensure the twins were also fed was throwing off his numbers. The only option left was to watch him eat tonight.

Exciting .

While Dazzle was lost in his thoughts and eating away at the tray of donuts, Dandy had returned with a fully loaded cart. He showed up in a baggy pair of shorts and a tank top that was anything but baggy, clinging to his form and refusing to cover most of his large gut. 

“Well, well! Glad to see you two arrived here all safe and sound!” The flower chuckled, shutting and locking the door behind him and moving to set a tray of fresh muffins in front of Astro. “Looks like you’ve already started. Hungry, aren't’cha?” Dandy winked, shuffling over to the projector and beginning a pre-selected film to play on the large screen. He’d spotted Dazzles like for the donuts and slid him another tray, startling the twin who had gotten a little lost in his thoughts. 

“(O-Oh, uhm…)” Dazzle clammed up, shoving the last bit of the donut he had in his hand into his mouth before even daring to reach for the second tray, not wanting to take up both of their hands for only his enjoyment. Razzle had his own preferences, having already torn into a large pizza that had been slid over by Astro while they were awaiting Dandy’s arrival. He could feel themselves getting more full by the minute, unsurprised due to them both stuffing their faces at the same time. 

“It’s alright. Come on, Dandy, settle in. You know we can’t eat all this ourselves.” Astro purred, pulling Dandy in by the flab of his belly, earning a near instant fluster across the flower’s cheeks. Nearly his entire face turned red, another more quiet chuckle rising from the smaller toon.

“Alright, alright… Impatient tonight, moonie?” Dandy rumbled, scooting up so that the three were situated in a triangle shape. He leaned over, a double chocolate chip cookie in hand as he gazed at the twins. “How nice of you two to join us! Hopefully I’ll be seeing you more frequently.” 

Astro rolled his eye in a playful manner, already having plowed through half of the new tray of muffins Dandy had given him. Razzle was instantly hyper aware of the sauce on his face, moving his hand to wipe at it before the flower beat him to it, Dandy lapping at the sauce left on his thumb afterwards. This had the comedy twin’s mind spinning, choking on his words and laughing through the fluster, rushing to shove another slice of pizza in his mouth. 

Dazzle had considered nipping at Dandy’s wrist while it was by his face, but he had (thankfully) refrained. Neither of them were sure where the others were at with biting , and he wasn’t about to be the one to find out. Dazzle had quickly moved his focus towards Astro, watching pastry after pastry disappear into the main’s stomach. He looked incredibly full, his expression showed it, but he was still eating . The tragedy twin was almost impressed. Did he usually push himself like this? Astro hadn’t eaten nearly as much the previous night they’d hung out, so this was surprising. Dazzle wasn’t complaining, of course not, he just hoped the shock wasn’t too visible on his face.

Considering the most he got from Astro when he’d been caught staring was a slow blink and a smile, it probably wasn’t too visible. Dazzle’s face flushed, the twin pressing his lips together to muffle a hiccup. Razzle quickly had to do the same, though the next few caught them a little off guard. Unfortunately it wasn’t just a one-off hiccup, but an entire fit , faces scrunching up as the jolting shook their full stomach. Astro cooed from where he sat leaned back into the pillows with a hand on his own bloated middle, head tilted. 

“Slow down, there’s no rush.” A darkened hand reached and stroked at their arm, another reaching to pull at the hem of the twins’ sweater. The clothing item had already been steadily inching up their engorged belly, the flesh swelling out into their lap as Dazzle reached to adjust their waistband. Hiccups kept coming, causing more and more upset with their insides. Razzle, of course, continued to stuff his mouth, cheeks puffed out as he ate. Dazzle groaned, holding his breath in a desperate attempt to fix their hiccups. 

Dandy set aside a bowl of pudding he’d picked up, scooting himself closer to the twins and placing his hands on their large gut. He started to rub slowly, applying light pressure and clicking his tongue. A hand grabbed at the wobbly excess around the sides and gave it a good shake, the flower watching as the fat wobbled across their belly and even their swollen chest. The smaller toon leaned down and left a small kiss atop the mountain of fat before leaning back and returning to nursing the bowl of pudding. 

“You don’t have to eat it all , you know. Whatever’s left we can save for tomorrow.” Dandy glanced at Astro with a stare that screamed “you, too” , lapping quietly at a spoonful of the chocolate pudding.

Astro squeaked, pulling his hand away from a cupcake he was about to try stuffing into his belly, laying his head back against the pillows as he groaned, his breathing heavy. His chest rose and fell as he gasped breaths, his hands kneading at the firm belly in his lap. The moon swallowed heavily with a nod, feeling himself already beginning to drift off. 

Dazzle whined softly, weakly shoving away a tray of sweets he’d almost finished, struggling to deal with the amount him and his brother had eaten. He gave Razzle a harsh side-eye glare as the other tried to keep going , knowing damn well they couldn’t fit much more in. Seeing Razzle gag on a mozzarella stick only proved him right. Dazzle pulled their hand away, ignoring the whining from the comedy mask next to him in favor of keeping them from throwing up anything that Razzle would foolishly try to cram in. Astro was out cold and Dandy was looking fairly exhausted himself, desperately trying to finish the last spoonful of pudding before crashing, his eyes tiredly looking between the twins’ faces. 

He set the empty bowl aside on a tray, nearly missing it and almost sending it clattering to the floor, sending Razzle and Dazzle a tired grin as he slid to lay on his side. The flower huffed, stomach groaning from the movement, a hand patting the bed that was now free of plates and trays. 

“I’m really glad you decided to come. Go ahead and get comfortable, alright? I heard Sprout’s planning on making breakfast in the morning.” Dandy yawned, tugging lightly at the hem of his tank top- now bunched up under his man tits, clinging to the pudgy flesh. He rolled over with a grunt and curled in as tightly as he could without being uncomfortable, scratching at the top of his belly and listening to the twins settle.

Dazzle hoped they wouldn’t take up too much space.

Razzle was already laying down.