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A/N- Requested by a dear anon, who was brave enough to ask. Contains Undertum, (ofc) and that’s about it. No nsfw whatsoever so y’all are safe!

(Note to self: make this post pretty later)

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Summary: Sans hides all of Papy’s honey and puts him into quite a state of shock. It’s up to Chara to make him feel happy…but are her interests entirely correct?

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Chara knocked on Papyrus’ bedroom door, the washing basket under one arm. When she received no answer, she shouldered her way inside but stopped suddenly. She was a little shocked to find Papyrus was actually in.
“Oh! I’m sorry…” She started backing away. The skeleton lifted his hand, giving her permission to enter. He was smoking, but she didn’t mind…even though it wasn’t particularly safe whilst in the house. “Are you ok, Papy? You don’t normally miss lunch.”

Papyrus stared at the wall directly opposite him and took​ a breath of smoke.
“Sans…honey…none left.” He said weakly, not moving.
Chara was confused.

“What’s wrong with Sans? I don’t get it.”

He blinked.

“Sans hid all my honey. I haven’t had any.”

Finally, an explanation for this strange behaviour. She smiled and collected the dirty clothes off the floor for him and put them in her basket.
“I see. Surely that’s good for you, though right? I mean, less sugar…”

Papyrus shook his head.
“I need the sugar, else I feel like this: exhausted.”

Chara didn’t quite understand. Did he mean he was enduring a crash or did he clinically need sugar? Could skeletons even get diabetes?!
“Are you ill?? Do you want me to get you something?”

He thanked her but said no. All he wanted was honey, it seemed. As she was putting the washing in the machine, Chara thought about how bad she felt for poor Papyrus. Sometimes Sans did the wrong thing for the right reason, and this was definately one of those times.
Later that day, she was out in Snowdin for groceries and hopefully the opportunity to find Papyrus’ little brother to have a chat to, and had a brilliant idea.
A trip to Hotlands wouldn’t matter too much…

In order for her to have everything she needed for her plan, Chara had to wait a few hours. When she collected her requests, she made sure to pay the shop owners more than what they asked for.
At home at last, Chara carried her heavy bags up to Papyrus’ room, where she came in without knocking to find him still there in the exact same position she left him in. Only this time he looked more tired, purplish lines under his eyesockets and it seemed he’d run out of cigarettes.
She opened the window and sat on the edge of his bed. Papyrus eyed up the bags by her feet curiously.

“You’ve been up here all day?” She asked him, shifting closer. He was quite a big monster. Not big as in overweight- certainly not- but he was very tall, and sometimes she forgot how intimidated he made her feel.
Papyrus nodded slowly.
“Then you must be hungry! I bought you some food if you want…” She pulled out a bottled milkshake she’d gotten from the NTT Resort while she spoke, but was interrupted.
Out of nowhere, the skeleton grabbed the bottle and in no time at all had started chugging it.
“Oh!”
My my. He really was hungry.
Chara stared in awe before recomposing herself. She could still hear his gulps even though she was pretending not to be interested, and she felt herself blushing.
Papyrus gasped for air as he finished the shake, panting. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and sighed, dropping the empty container on the floor lazily.
“Thanks, kid.” He said, already perking up a bit. “You got any more in there? You’re right, I’m starving.”

Chara’s face lit up at that. She was so happy that he wanted to eat for a change. He never said no to sweets anyhow.
She dug around in one of the bags and produced a bag of cinnamon bunnies. This time she got to actually give it to him, it wasn’t snatched. He made a noise of approval and bit into one, right on the ear.
“Nn!” He swallowed the piece in his mouth while examining the pastry. He recognised that sweet flavour as none other than his favourite.
“You got honey on this?”

She giggled.
“You guessed it!”

Papyrus smirked and took another bite.
“You’re the best, kid.” He said with his mouth full.
She blushed for real at that, and she wasn’t sure she was ever going to stop.
The rolls were fantastic: perfectly cooked all the way through to the central spiral, and the butter cinnamon filling mixed with the crisp honey glaze was literally only experienced in his dreams ‘til that moment. He closed his eyes and smiled, breaking off pieces of the treat and poring over how good it was.
And Chara did this for him? What a sweetheart…

“I can tell you like that.” She put her hand on his shin and secretly enjoyed that weird warmth the Skeleton monsters conducted, and the thickness of his bones. He looked lanky, but he was still pretty substantial overall.
Papyrus smiled and munched his way through both buns, happiness overflowing.

Chara wondered if a monster like him could ever get full. After all, it didn’t look as though there was anything there to fill up.
She decided the only way to find out was by experimentation. It wouldn’t hurt to give him a few more presents now would it?

The girl brought out a cardboard sandwich box, marked with the Muffet’s diner logo.
“Oh you didn’t…” Papyrus stared hungrily at the box in her hands…when she passed it to him it was still warm.
He felt just about the luckiest monster in the underground at that moment, and opened the container to breathe the most heavenly scent ever experienced: Honey roasted chicken sub and onion rings…even a sneaky sweet mayo dip in there too when he looked. Pure excellence.
“Chara! You’re a star.”

“I am?” She cupped her cheek. “Thank you!”
She watched him devour the sandwich, sauce and grease covering his fingers and face. He took huge indulgent bites and chewed them slowly, closing his eyes almost sleepily in the euphoria he was living.
“It’s too good…” He managed to moan between taking another bite, “Mmh…”
He savoured the onion rings, packed into his mouth in pairs after mouthfuls with generous amounts of mayo to go with them.
Chara noticed his toes flexing in joy and she smiled at his adorableness.
He pushed the rest of the sub into his mouth and cherished the mouthful to it’s maximum potential.
After that, he just sat back and lovingly rubbed his stomach, which he felt was comfortable and full and definitely very happy. It let out a soft moan, followed by bubbling noises.
Wait…his stomach?!
Chara stared at it in disbelief.
Papyrus noticed and laughed.
“My tummy’s talking to you. Wanna listen?”
The poor girl’s face went red and she stiffly nodded.
He let her lean over and press her ear to the slight bulge at his waist, and she bit her lip feeling his body heat and hearing the gorgeous sounds it made. Whatever it was sounded immensely satisfied.
“What’s it made of?” She asked. It was cute of him to let her listen.

“Magic, obviously, so it’s orange and stuff…”

She listened for a few more seconds before wondering if she’d outstayed her welcome and sat up again. Papyrus looked disappointed.
“You know…it felt kinda good when you were there just then…if you wanted, I wouldn’t mind if you laid there a bit longer…”
He blushed a faint orange over his cheekbones and turned his head away.
“O-of course!” Chara beamed. “I liked it too.”
And she removed her coat and snuggled up onto his lap, using his belly as a super comfy pillow. She closed her eyes and became lost in the tranquility of Papyrus’ full stomach.

“So what else have you got in here, hm?” He stretched and pulled the bags closer to him. He chuckled to himself and brought out another milkshake bottle. He tapped the girl on the shoulder. “Want this?”
Chara looked up apathetically and shook her head before flopping down again.
“No. It’s all for you.” She said drowsily.

“For me? Wow, there’s a lot there…” Papyrus popped the cap off the bottle and began drinking the smooth creamy liquid inside. It was sweet and soothing and cool, he could actually feel it’s path as it ran down his throat and splashed inside his belly.
Chara heard everything. Every gulp and trickle and bubble, and when he finished she heard the air moving within him that not long after returned as a fairly loud burp.

Papyrus covered his mouth and apologised, but she waved it off. He quite liked it that she didn’t mind his disgusting behaviour. If he didn’t know any better he’d say she liked it.
Next in line to be eaten was a bag of honey glazed peanuts that he basically drank. Of course, he did chew them, but it was more fun to pour large amounts of the things into his mouth at once to eat them.
Again, he carried on and started on a slice of banana pie with whipped cream. Apparently bananas and honey are a great mix, so Grillby actually didn’t need to be made to modify that dish when Chara bought it. The pie was in a paper bag and had gotten cream all over the inside, and being the perfectionist he was, Papyrus made sure to clean the cream off the bag before making a start on the main item.
He took a few slow bites, really enjoying this. There was something really comforting about having Chara on his stomach full of his favourite food. And he just kept getting bigger, much to both his and her delight.
Chara’s pillow gurgled something that signalled perhaps it was getting to be a little overfull, so she brought her hand up to cup it and gently stroke him. He shivered.
“Hah…oh that’s good…” He sighed and relaxed a little. He felt a little tight down there, but nothing he couldn’t quite literally bite his way through.
He finished the pie, but he had found it sickly near the end. Perhaps now would be a good time to stop?

But Chara was dissatisfied with his size. He was slightly rounded, tummy barely filling out his hoodie. He could definately get bigger. She wanted him to have a full on fat stomach; something soft and noisy she could sleep on.
“You can’t be done now, Papy.” She whined, “I bought you all this to eat and you’re already done?”

How could he resist? He was sure he could go on. He resumed with another drink, which was just plain soda, but it was sharp and refreshing and perfect to start off his stuffing spree.
“UUUurp!-ahh. How much did this cost ya, anyways?” He asked out of interest, sipping at the can in his hand.

“Does it matter? Ooh, this looked good.” Chara reached into the bag and struggled as she lifted a custard breakfast pastry in brown paper out and up to his face. Papyrus took it and gazed at it’s honey nut glaze perfection and smooth custard filling. “Eat it.” She ordered.
He asked if she wanted any but she accused him of backing out like a coward. He gulped and ate through the discomfort.
The pastry was light and delicious: buttery and crisp and creamy with vanilla and hazelnuts…
Worth it.
He finished the rest of his soda and discarded the rubbish built up around him on his bed.
Chara shifted, causing him to moan a little. Ok, now he was getting uncomfortable. He felt really tightly packed already, and when she moved he felt the indulgent contents of his gut slosh around sickeningly.
“Mmm…I really think I should stop.” He groaned, burping subtly under his fist.

“But Papyyyyy…” The girl pleaded, “I know you can get bigger. It’ll feel really good.”

Papyrus looked down to find his stomach swelled to a size he’d never seen it before.
“Ah… fine. Just please…rub it for me?”
Chara looked elated.

“Of course!” She didn’t mess around and immediately started giving Papyrus’ belly a tender kneading with her practiced hands. (She did this alot with Sans after taco night.)
He groaned loudly, much to her delight, and was persuaded to carry on filling up.

Next he selected two bags: one contained six almond, white chocolate and honey cookies; the other a slice of rich brownie cake iced with caramel. He was sceptical on whether he would actually finish both these desserts, but pressed on by gorging himself on the cookies first. They were surprisingly moreish, and he couldn’t get over how much they resembled his favourite cereal in flavour. He really could have done with another drink after the third, but he was determined to finish them all before washing his maw clean, ready for the next treat.
Meanwhile, Chara was fully enjoying the rather overstuffed gurgles his stomach was producing, and the gentle swell of his ectoplasmic flesh beneath her hands as she comforted him. Sometimes she applied too much pressure, evoking sore sounding burps from the monster at her mercy.

Papyrus chugged the last milkshake and regretted it immediately. The drink was heavy and rich like everything else, and he took a short break to wait for his stomach to settle. Maybe that was too much milk causing a problem. He’d never had this before.

Under her hands he felt so bloated, and she sort of felt sorry for the guy. She kept up the rubs and caresses, and he kept his part of the deal…mostly.
“Mmph… I’m so, so full…please can I stop?”

Chara shook her head. His belly was only just starting to get really round and plump. She couldn’t let him stop now…
“No! I’ll feed you as well then.”

Poor Papyrus whimpered and sat back. All he did now was open his jaws, chew, swallow and moan as his tummy grew tighter and tighter.
She was really focused on fattening him up, huh.

She fed him the choco-caramel brownie slice to begin with: gently​ easing bites past his lips and carefully stroking circles over his engorged middle. After that she let him breathe and settle his stomach before letting him drink half another soda.
He hummed in appreciation, gripping one of her wrists to comfort himself.
Chara didn’t stop there, and began to feed him soft, doughy powdered donuts, filled with whipped cream. Each one was very filling, and he rounded out quite nicely as he ate, hiccupping and burping without restraint.
After this he’d be done, and she couldn’t help but speed up.
Papyrus struggled to keep up with her forcing donuts down his throat, and when her hand met nothing but air in the bag, at last he was done.

Chara gasped and giggled in delight over how big he’d grown. Her experiment worked! A skinny hollow thing like Papy could get full.
She rubbed and soothed his aching belly affectionately, and nuzzled into his plush body to relax.
He huffed, feeling sort of like an overloaded suitcase being sat on.

“Thank you, Papy.” She grinned, “This feels wonderful.”

“Great.” The monster said through his teeth. “I’m glad.”
His sarcasm was missed and he sighed heavily. It hurt so much…
The only thing Chara could think about now, was one question.

If Papyrus could get full…did that mean he could also get fat?!
If so, she just had to find out…

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Thank you for reading, as always! And I’d like requests for things involving Grillby somewhere please! Gotta love that silent but sexy hot boi.