#xleonx

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this was supposedd to just be a Tummy Comparison for leon & shel but then i realized they have arms & i got scared

[ID: a drawing of two people standing side by side and holding hands, cropped to show just their torsos and thighs. they're shirtless but wearing pants. one is taller and thin and standing with a cane, and the other is short and chubby, with top surgery scars, an appendectomy scar, and a lot of stretch marks.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #i wasnt gonna tag that but what tha hell thats what it was for #xshelx #xleonx

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more prangent leon 4 u hes got some good friends in his corner

[ID: a doodle of a pregnant guy looking nervous as his two friends comfort him, a woman touching his belly and a man touching his shoulders.]

#art #mpreg #tmpreg #preg kink #pregnancy kink #belly kink #tummy kink #xangelax #xleonx #xshelx

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tiny sad little leon full of too much sandwich etc

[ID: a cartoony drawing of a glum-looking little guy sitting on the floor, his round belly sticking out from under his too-short shirt.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #xleonx

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this is the best ive managed to draw them in ages they always give me such a hard time

[ID: a drawing of two guys sitting together. one is leaning against the other, who has his arms around him to hold his soft tummy. they're smiling adoringly at each other.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #wg #what ever #xleonx #xshelx

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worlds most nervous little guy for the mpreg people

[ID: a drawing of a pregnant guy sitting with his hands on his tummy, looking worried.]

#art #mpreg #tmpreg #preg kink #pregnancy kink #belly kink #tummy kink #xleonx

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normally leon & shel dont let me draw them but they decided to sit still for once. shel says I Need This Ok I Got A Tummy Deficiency

[ID: a drawing of two guys standing together in their pajamas. one is holding a cup of coffee and looking surprised as the other, standing behind him, reaches around to lift his shirt and grab his soft belly with both hands.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #xleonx #xshelx

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omg i fucken forgor to post my leon. not necessarily kink-oriented but we can all give his belly a squeeze

[ID: a drawing of a guy sitting asleep in a kitchen chair, leaning against an undefined surface with his face propped against his hand.]

#art #xleonx #i made his chest way too flat hes definitely had enough time since his surgery to grow a little manboob squish #wjhich normally doesnt show unless hes shirtless but i feel like in this one u can tell theres just No meat there #compared to the rest of him. which has meat #but im happy with the rest of it

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prangent leon for u

[ID: two drawings of a pregnant man. the first shows him in comfortable office attire, holding his belly and looking tired. the second shows him looking over his shoulder with his hand on his hip, wearing a small t-shirt that exposes most of his belly.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #pregnancy kink #preg kink #mpreg #tmpreg #xleonx

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scribbly scrabbly little leon & shel doodle you Know he had a big nasty pork roll egg & cheese

[ID: a messy doodle of two guys in flannel shirts sitting together. one is leaning against the other with his eyes closed, looking uncomfortable. the other has one arm draped over his friend with his hand on his full round gurgling tummy.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #xleonx #xshelx

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realistically leon is probably too old to have another baby but i like the idea of his coworkers cooing over him

[ID: a drawing of three people--two women and one pregnant man--in office attire. the man is standing there looking nervous and uncomfortable as the women crowd him excitedly, one touching his pregnant belly.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #pregnancy kink #preg kink #mpreg #tmpreg #xleonx #& you KNOW shel would be doting on him like crazy

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squeezing in a quick post-lunch break leon before bed will give him more effort at a later date

[ID: a drawing of a guy sitting in an office chair, looking tired and uncomfortable, groaning and holding his very bloated tummy, which is labeled "full of hoagie."]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #xleonx

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i will be real with you the entire time i was writing this i had absolutely no idea what id already written

[very mild stuffing, mostly just two old fruits eating dinner & cuddling & bein mushy]

Leon slipped his arms around Shel's narrow waist from behind while he cooked, propping his chin against his shoulder. Gently, he snuck his hands under Shel's shirt and rested them on his belly. Shel was a thin person; there was no denying that. Where there had once been hip bones sharply jutting out, though, Leon found only the soft swell of his lower belly. He held his hands there for a moment, taking in the warmth of that soft curve, then gave it a gentle squeeze. Shel smiled and craned his neck around to nuzzle his cheek against Leon's forehead.

Shel had been nothing short of scrawny for just about his entire life. It was only once he started spending time with Leon that he began to soften up a little; perhaps trying to get his dysfunctional sweetheart to eat better was rubbing off on him as well. The two spent many an evening enjoying a hearty home-cooked meal together, just as they were planning to do tonight.

Leon was reluctant to take his hands off of Shel's lovely little tummy, but the dirty cutting board was calling him. He leaned up to kiss him on the cheek before retreating to the sink. Shel remained at the stove, stirring the sizzling vegetables around in the pan. The kitchen smelled wonderful. They had salmon in the oven, drizzled with a glaze of dijon mustard and maple syrup, and cooking on the stove was a colorful medley of squash, asparagus, and broccoli. Leon's belly rumbled, and Shel smiled. He turned away from the stove--the vegetables needed a chance to brown anyhow--and pulled Leon into his arms, nuzzling his face deep into the crook of his neck.

"Shelly!" Leon jerked at the sudden tickling sensation, laughing. Shel hugged him tightly.

"I just like cookin' with you is all," Shel mumbled into his neck. "You're my perfect helper."

"Oh yeah? What are the qualifications?"

"Cute, for starters," said Shel, lifting his head to kiss Leon's cheek. "Sweet. Funny. Uh, warm." He slipped his hands under Leon's shirt to press them into his warm belly, and he gasped at the cold touch. There was little Shel adored more than Leon's plush, pillowy tummy, save for his cats and Leon himself. It was delightfully plump, poking out adorably over the top of his pajama pants, and the squishy little pooch under his belly button fit perfectly in Shel's bony hands. Leon didn't share quite the same appreciation for it, but if Shel loved it so much, he supposed it couldn't be bad.

At long last, dinner was ready, and the two decided to forgo the table and snuggle up together on the couch with their plates. It was a chilly, rainy evening outside, but Shel's cozy living room was warm, and the gentle patter of the rain against the windows was pleasant. Leon's belly rumbled again as they got themselves situated. Shel gave it an affectionate pat, unable to hold back an amused grin.

"Hey, you had lunch today, didn't you?"

"Huh? Um, I think so. Probably?" Leon ran through the long, busy work day in his mind. Shel rolled his eyes.

"Eat your fish, you goofball," he said, smiling fondly. Leon didn't need to be told twice. He gladly obliged, and Shel gladly joined him. Everything had come out perfect. The fish was flaky and flavorful, and the vegetables were tender but still just crisp enough. Leon's empty stomach welcomed the first delicious bites with open arms.

"I don't know if I'm gonna be able to eat this whole thing," remarked Shel, and Leon chuckled.

"Have you ever eaten a whole anything?"

"I ate a whole pea once," said Shel. "Skin and all." Leon laughed out loud, covering his mouth in an attempt to keep himself from dribbling half-chewed squash all over the place, and Shel grinned down at him.

As it turned out, Shel was right. He had the stomach capacity of a stray chihuahua, and, despite a valiant effort, the big hunk of fish proved to be just a bit too much. He set the plate on the coffee table, covering it with a napkin to keep the cats out of his leftovers, and settled himself against Leon's lap, resting his hands on his full tummy.

"Full already?"

"Stuffed." Even not having cleaned his plate, Shel had pushed himself just a smidge too far, his stomach teetering just on the edge of discomfort. His tummy poked out ever so slightly under his soft pajama shirt, and Leon gave it a gentle pat.

"Boy, I'll say," he said, surprised at how firm his belly felt. He supposed it couldn't have felt too bad, though; that pinched pout of discomfort he was all too familiar with was nowhere to be seen on Shel's pretty face, only a content, sleepy little smile. Leon gazed down at him a moment, utterly gripped by his beauty--his delicate features, the crinkles of the smile in his eyes, the sea of silver waves that was his hair.

"Leon, eat your dinner," said Shel, both amused and touched by the look of adoration on Leon's face. It wasn't a look he'd ever imagined anybody might direct toward him, but it was one he was almost growing used to now--used to, but certainly not tired of.

"You're very distracting, you know," said Leon, tenderly brushing one of Shel's remaining mousy brown hairs out of his face before picking up his fork again. Shel smiled innocently at him, batting his eyelashes sweetly. Leon rolled his eyes and took another bite of salmon. He was beginning to feel full himself, although not quite full enough to slow down; each bite was still just as irresistible as the last. He didn't start slowing down until he was nearly finished, his belly growing snug against his shirt.

While he only had a few bites left on his plate, Leon's stomach had finally begun to catch up with him, and those last few bites were beginning to seem like a lot. He paused for a moment, letting out a little sigh. His belly gurgled softly as its contents settled, and he brought a hand to his mouth to stifle a quiet burp. Shel gazed up at him adoringly from his lap, appreciating the mundane sweetness of his movements and the way the glow of the light filtering through his thick, dark hair from above made him look like an angel. It wasn't an angle he often saw Leon from, being taller than him. Leon glanced down suddenly, finally noticing Shel's stare.

"Hey, good-lookin'," said Shel with a suave smile, and then he broke into laughter at the cheesy line. Somebody at work had once said that Shel's laugh sounded like an old man being smothered to death, but as far as Leon was concerned, it was the most beautiful sound in the world. He grinned down at him and ruffled his hair.

"Hey! I just brushed that," Shel exclaimed, grabbing at Leon's hand.

"You're gonna make me drop broccoli all over your head!"

"I'll just pick it off and feed it to you," teased Shel, reaching up and plucking a piece of broccoli from Leon's plate. "Finish your dinner already so we can get to foolin' around." Leon laughed, and Shel fed him the broccoli, then licked off his fingers.

Slowly but surely, Leon finished off the last few bites of his dinner, his belly feeling snug and tight as he pushed it just over the edge of stuffed. It had rounded out nicely against his shirt, not alarmingly distended but undeniably and visibly full. He set his plate down beside Shel's on the table and leaned back with a sigh. Another little burp bubbled up and escaped, and he rested a hand atop his belly.

"Man, that was a big hunk of fish," he said, rubbing at the taut bulge of his stomach.

"Wasn't it? And you were makin' fun of me," teased Shel.

"I still ate the whole thing, though," said Leon.

"I guess so," agreed Shel. He lifted Leon's shirt up just enough to expose his belly button, then leaned his head in to plant a kiss on his tummy. Leon blushed brightly. With an adoring look in his eyes, Shel sat his hands on Leon's sides, idly rubbing the soft skin of his belly with one thumb. Slowly and deliberately, he placed another kiss, letting his lips linger against the warm surface for an extra moment. Then, he snuggled up against Leon, wrapping his arms loosely around his waist and resting his cheek against his tummy.

He remained there while Leon gently stroked his hair, listening to the soft gurgles of his belly as it worked away at the big dinner. As big as it had been, neither of them felt uncomfortably full, although it wouldn't have taken much more to get them there. Leon rested his other hand on Shel's tummy, enamored with the way it bulged just barely noticeably under his shirt. This was all that "foolin' around" would consist of tonight; they both were full and sleepy and perfectly content to simply stay there and hold each other.

#writing #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #xleonx #xshelx #this is one of the longest things ive written in a while #which isnt saying much #its like 3 pages

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Leons Epic Midnight Snack Fail Event

[hunger, stuffing, little bit of diet talk]

Leon lay awake in bed, trying to ignore his rumbling belly. He'd been trying to ignore it all day. It was his fourth day on Weight Watchers--how he'd let Donna talk him into it, he had no idea--and it was going absolutely miserably. The salads and Lean Cuisines weren't cutting it; they barely filled him up at all, let alone held him over for any amount of time, and he'd been itching for a cigarette for days after locking away the candy he'd turned to to help himself quit. He felt anxious, irritable, and absolutely ravenous.

His stomach growled again, and he held his arms around it tightly. He would've sworn he could feel it vibrate. Sleep was avoiding him like the plague, presumably as revenge for the way he'd been treating his body, and the growing ache in his tummy was all he could think about. His stomach let out another low, pitiful whine, and he winced as it was constricted by a harsh pang of hunger. Finally, with a frantic, frustrated sigh, he sat up.

Having given up on sleep, Leon got out of bed and headed for the kitchen, wondering if he had anything even remotely healthy that would sate his hunger. Maybe an apple, if they hadn't all gone bad yet. Or some oatmeal. Maybe oatmeal with an apple. And a banana. Did he have bananas? Maybe a sandwich, surely a sandwich couldn't be that bad. His belly rumbled impatiently as he looked through the fridge.

Leon started with an apple, which he ate as he made his oatmeal, to which he added another apple and not one but two bananas. He ate his oatmeal while he hastily slapped together the least naughty sandwich he could make, and then he made a second one. He made another bowl of oatmeal while he ate those, so quickly that his stomach didn't even have time to process how full it was getting, and with the oatmeal he ate two more bananas, an orange, and an extra slice of bread. All of this happened in the span of about ten minutes, and it was only when he stood up from this final course that the complete extent of his fullness hit him.

He leaned against the counter with a groan, holding his now distended belly. Just fifteen minutes ago, it had been the most concave it had been since high school--still soft, without a doubt, but uncharacteristically empty. Now, it bulged out round and taut, poking out over the waist of his pajama pants and pulling the soft fabric of his ratty old T-shirt tight. With such an enormous quantity of poorly-chewed food forced into his shrunken stomach so quickly, along with all the air he'd swallowed in his hurry to eat it, his belly felt so tightly stretched that for a moment he thought he might burst.

Leon sat ungracefully down on the floor and leaned back against the cabinets. His belly, which pushed out absurdly as though he'd swallowed a basketball, let out an unsteady gurgle as it strained to hold itself together around everything inside it. Suddenly, he felt a pocket of air bubble up in his stomach and an enormous burp rushed out of him before he even knew it was coming. Mercifully, some of the pressure was relieved, but he was still unbearably stuffed. In fact, he couldn't recall ever having felt so stuffed in his life. His belly was so distended that he couldn't even suck it in--it hurt to try, in fact--and his stomach was sore after being stretched so rapidly. Resting a hand over his stomach, he found it hard as a rock.

He sat there for some time, his bulging tummy gurgling disapprovingly as it struggled to digest everything that had been stuffed into it. Desperate to ease the pressure inside him, he forced up another burp, but it didn't help. The air was certainly a guilty party, but the food alone was more than enough to stretch his stomach tight as a drum and then some.

When Shel saw Leon the next day, he was both pleased and amused to see his friend sporting a sizeable food baby. Leon hadn't been quite so pleased to find that his belly stuck out noticeably even in some of his looser work clothes, but Shel's toothy smile was a bandaid on the wound. Shel hadn't approved of the diet idea whatsoever, and had tried to talk Leon out of it the moment he'd brought it up. Still, Leon couldn't help feeling a little ashamed at letting him see how quickly he'd failed. When Shel threw an arm around him and gave his soft belly an affectionate squeeze, however, he decided that Donna was, as always, full of shit, and with that, the diet was over just as quickly as it had started.

#writing #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #hunger kink #burst mention #xleonx #xshelx

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Leon and soup yes? It's winter this man needs soup and a comfy sweater.

everyone shut up this is like the best i ever drew them

[ID: a drawing of two guys asleep on a couch with a blanket wrapped over them. one is laying against a pillow and the other has his face buried in the first guy's round tummy. a cat is laying on him.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #message #suggestion #xleonx #xshelx

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guy cant catch a break

[ID: a series of four drawings of a guy in office attire. in the first, he's rubbing his rounded tummy, labelled "just had too much breakfast," and looking over his shoulder as somebody says "hey Leon! there's bagels in the break room." the second shows him even more bloated and trying to adjust his belt, looking nervous as somebody says "hey Leon, let's get lunch!" the third shows him sitting and rubbing his belly, even more bloated than before, belt unbuckled, looking over his shoulder as somebody says "hey Leon, have a cupcake!" a thought bubble says "I am going to explode." in the final drawing, he's sitting on the floor, shirt half unbuttoned, pants and belt open, rubbing his very round grumbling belly with a tired expression.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #xleonx #burst mention

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leon epic belly moments whats in there is anyones guess

[ID: two drawings of a guy in office attire with a round bloated tummy. in the first he's standing with his hands on his hips, looking down at his belly with frustrated confusion. in the second, he's sitting in a chair holding his belly and looking worried.]

#art #belly kink #tummy kink #stuffing #stuffed belly #preg kink #pregnancy kink #mpreg #could be either idc Not My Problem #xleonx