Aqua The Mom

(Kingdom Hearts/Commission)


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This particular world in question was not like the others. This world existed inside a reality far removed from everything known before it. In this world, life was more peaceful, homely, and especially more...mundane. In this world and in this reality, the Keyblade, the Heartless, the Unknown, and the existence of other worlds representing numerous popular Disney film franchises, none of it existed. In this world, people shared relationships of different sorts that did not originally exist before. In this world, those who fought through the various stages of the great and terrible war against the Heartless, they did not suffer at all. They possessed no powers of a magical sort either. In this world, these people lived as normal lives as they could potentially live.

Well, almost.

Isa really didn't want to have to walk back home from school today with Lea following him so closely, but the matter of fact was that he couldn't do much about it. No matter how much he'd tried to tell off the troublesome redhead before, his fellow classmate just kept walking along anyway, as if he had honestly nothing better to do. Lea typically kept with the smarter boy to goad him into helping him study or finish his homework. Unfortunately, there was no homework to concern themselves with tonight. Isa would have preferred that over the truth, though. Isa knew that Lea was stalking him for another reason altogether. A very despicable reason, in Isa's personal opinion.

"Come on, Isa, why do you always take the long way around to get back to your house?" Lea complained, as if he had been an invited guest.

"Shouldn't you be getting back home, Lea? Your parents will probably start worrying soon."

"Oh, please, those two? As if they'd ever even care. Nah, I'd rather head over and see your mom instead, heh heh heh!"

Isa rolled his eyes. He really was a shameless pervert, this guy. Just like the majority of Radiant Garden's citizenship. "You're not even being subtle about it now."

"What is it?"

"Forget it."

Isa climbed the front steps of his house. He paused. Isa looked over his shoulder to see Lea standing there with a hand shoved in his pocket. He was waiting for his friend to knock and for his mother to come and let them in. It didn't look like he was going to leave. Isa shook his head. As much as he didn't want to, he rapped his knuckle against the door several times.

For a few seconds, there was nothing. Then, they heard a muffled voice calling to them from inside the house; the boys couldn't tell what was said, but they had to guess it was 'I'm coming' or the equivalent of such. This was followed by the slow but steady approach of heavy footfalls, the kind that would make floor tiles creak. There was a click and a clack, the door unlocked, and it swung wide open. A stout face, framed with jiggly cheeks and shoulder-length azure hair, peered out.

"Oh! Isa! You're home! You should have said something! Welcome back!"

Lea snickered into his palm, prompting Isa to glare at him again. The elephantine woman squeezed her considerable girth through the entrance, which was an act easier said than done; her hips were so wide that they tended to graze the door-frame. Isa's mother, Aqua, wore a light-pink apron with a black heart and red cross emblem on the front. Under the apron she wore a simple red sweater and dark-blue sweatpants. She was grinning from ear to ear, making her double-chin jut out. Her smile was infectious, or it would have been if Isa had an ounce of humor in his whole body. Lea was smiling, at least, but he had different reasons altogether to smirk as he did.

A pair of substantial arms, you could call them bingo wings, ensnared themselves around Isa's head. He was immediately smothered as his nostrils and mouth were covered by his mother's opulence. He couldn't even see; the upper-half of his face had been swallowed up inside his mother's chest. Isa groaned. Aqua remained in his this position for several seconds. She did not seem to notice or understand the discomfort she potentially caused her child. She did notice, though, that Isa's friend was present, so she decided to behave a little more modestly to avoid risking embarrassment for her son.

"Hello, Isa." Aqua spoke softly.

Isa groaned into Aqua's cleavage. "Hello, mother."

Lea bowed his head and waved to the morbidly obese parent, who was still clutching Isa in a vice-grip. "Hey, ma'am! How ya doin'? I managed to get little Isa here back to ya, safe and sound! Nothing to worry about!"

Aqua chuckled to herself, replying, "Thank you for doing that, Lea."

"N-No problem, ma'am!" 

Lea couldn't quite explain his personal fascination with Isa's mother. Even though she was so fat, she had something, some kind of inexplicable appeal, that made it so hard to not want to please her. It made him want to be around her. It wasn't like Aqua ever used any kind of 'feminine wiles' to make Lea do what she wanted, either; she'd simply been polite and considerate to him every time they'd met. Isa's family was somewhat famous in town these days and it was all because of Aqua. She attracted attention like honey attracted flies, but the attention had never been negative.

"Are you going to be here for a little while? You could join us for dinner, if you'd like." Aqua offered to him.

Lea's ears perked up. "Would that be alright with you, ma'am?"

Isa pried his head away from Aqua's chest to speak up.

"It's better he goes off and enjoys food with his own family, mother." Isa said, shaking his head.

Lea's jaw dropped. That little son of a (very lovely) bitch.

"Hmm, that's true. I hope you have a good night, Lea. Thank you again for watching over my little boy. Now, Isa, let's go inside! Your father is waiting!"

Aqua bid the flabbergasted Lea good-bye and led her son into the house by his hand. Although Isa tried to respond to his mother's affection with varying degrees of indifference, he ultimately did care for her. He could even be considered of being 'protective' of her, since he knew that there were a lot of people, just like Lea, who tended to look at his mother like she was a piece of meat. A very large, very fatty piece of meat. 

Aqua was inexplicably one of the most popular women in Radiant Garden. She may have weighed somewhere between 400 and 500 pounds of blubber, but that blubber did nothing to subdue the overwhelming charm she exuded. Her sweetness knew no bounds and it did not discriminate; her smile could lift the spirits of even the most downtrodden of people. She had a slight nerdy streak left over from the days of her youth, but she knew a thing or two about fashion and her cooking skills were on par with the royal family's celebrity chef Vexen. Aqua was the person whom women wanted to be and whom men wanted to be with. Funnily enough, she had never planned for any of this. Her popularity was actually a by-product of her loveliness. She was just a benevolent butterball with a good head on her shoulders. Nothing more, nothing less.

Isa saw his father sitting in his red armchair and reading a book when they entered the living room. Their dog Stitch was sleeping at the foot of the chair. Even though his parents defended their claims of Stitch being a canine, Isa wasn't so sure, as no dog he'd come across in Radiant Garden resembled anything remotely similar.

Terra looked up, his bushy brown mustache lifting as he smiled. 

"Hello, father." said Isa. "I had a good day at school today."

"That's wonderful to hear, son!" Terra winked at his plump wife, who winked back. Isa rolled his eyes.

Dinner was typically a grand-scale event within Isa's household, but that was only because of his mother's grand appetite. She had the tendency to turn any meal into a full-blown feast. Aqua loved preparing food for her family yet there was never a time where the majority of her cooking that night didn't end up solely in her belly. However, she was not selfish about this. She restrained herself to eating modestly, like a normal person, until the very instant she saw that her son and husband were done. When that time came, the 'gloves' came off and she ate like a woman possessed. This seldom-seen side of her proved to Isa that his mother took her hunger very seriously. More seriously than any of her witless fans in town might suspect.

In their household, leftovers did not exist. Aqua made sure to eat everything that her family did not finish the first time. Their refrigerator was constantly packed with groceries anyway; there was no room for them to store leftovers.

Tonight was the same as the previous nights. Aqua's passion for eating had not dulled even the littlest bit over the years. She reached as far across the table with her thickset arms as she possibly could. Whenever she struggled to grab one of the numerous dishes on display, her kindly husband would move the plate close for her, after which she would blow him a kiss in thanks. She made mental note to reward him more intimately later.

Aqua's huge stomach was pressed hard against the table while whatever was left, and there was a lot left, dipped down between her burly thighs. The voracious mother gleefully gobbled up chunks of glazed paopu fruit and little sprinkled sugar cookies, right after having polished off far heavier meals like the pot roast she'd been cooking all day. The pot roast was drenched in a dark-brown gravy sauce and topped with little chopped onions and roasted garlic. The potato pancakes had been perfectly fried too.

Piles of dirty dishes were left stacked in front of her by the time she'd finished. Aqua somehow managed to make a post-meal belch seem dainty as she started to lean back into her seat. She lifted up her sweatshirt and pulled down her sweatpants to grant herself maximum comfort; her stomach oozed forth like the giant pale blob it certainly resembled, after which she let out a refreshed sigh. Once again, dinner had been a wonderful one for her.

Terra chuckled at the sight of his beautiful and bloated wife. He had never discouraged nor encouraged her eating, but he always subtly pushed for the latter. Isa decided to excuse himself so he could begin working on his homework.

Later that night, Aqua came to put her little boy to bed. Isa was perfectly capable of simply climbing into his own bed and putting himself to sleep, but his mother always insisted that she be able to indulge in this tiny aspect of motherly care for a short while longer. She was clearly displeased with the idea of her only son growing up and getting older, as inevitable as it was going to be. She had raised many a virtual pet in her childhood days, so she knew the pains of having to watch as your 'precious children' grew up, moved out and eventually developed their own lives.

Isa had already begun to place his textbooks away before he even let his mother open the door to his room.

"It's time for bed, Isa."

"I understand, mother. I'm ready to go to bed."

"Isa, why do you always call me 'mother'? Why not 'mom'?"

"Sorry...mom."

"See? There you go? Easy as anything!"

"...Yeah..."

Aqua panted a little as she waddled over to stand beside Isa's bed. Her full stomach was certainly one of the heaviest things she'd had to carry  since giving birth to Isa; she had eaten more than she had in the past few days, so she really needed to get off of her feet soon before she'd keel over. She'd exchanged her daily sweats tonight for some extra-large, custom-made pajamas. They still managed to fit over her belly, but their capacity for doing so was going to be limited at best from here on out. They were colorful pajamas with bright colors and even brighter patterns. She might have been a 'child at heart', but Isa didn't really understand where the mindset came from.

"Are you snug enough, my darling?" Aqua asked after she had pulled the covers up to Isa's neck.

Isa nodded curtly. "Yes, mom. Thank you. Good night."

Aqua leaned over to kiss him on his forehead. Her bowling-ball-sized breasts pushed against the side of Isa's head, but thanks to their pillowy softness, it caused him no discomfort. In fact, all the boy could think about was how much he dreaded going to school tomorrow. Isa was not thrilled about what he would have to do or say to get Lea off his back the next time they saw each other. That guy was going to nag his ear off for making him miss out on his chance to join Isa's family for dinner. However, it had been done with only good intentions. Isa didn't want his mother to be treated like some kind of sideshow attraction.

"Good night, Isa."

"Good night, mom."

Aqua returned to the master bedroom, where she and her husband slept. Terra grinned silly as he watched his fantastically voluminous wife rest one chubby knee onto the bed. She only wanted to climb up to join her husband for a late-night cuddle session, but one leg was enough to make the entire mattress shriek in total agony.

Saying anything would have been inappropriate, it felt. Aqua took a deep breath. She began to, with great caution, lift and crawl the rest of her bulk onto the wailing mattress. The bed springs continued to creak and moan, like an old man grousing over his death throes. Aqua's pudgy fingers pulled at the sheets so she could slip underneath. Thankfully, the mattress hadn't cracked in half trying to support her 400-plus pounds, so Aqua could safely say the 'hard part' of getting to bed was finally over.

As she rolled over onto her back, her astronomic rear-end unintentionally presented itself to her husband. There was a very clear line where her crack was present, as her pajama pants were swallowed inside it. Terra did not feel he was in the position to say anything, so he kept silent. He liked what he saw, no doubt, and it made him want to engage her, but the chance of causing an upset to her stomach was too high right now. Once she'd digested some more, she'd likely usher him to 'come hither'. Aqua was greatly relieved when she finished getting herself into bed. She was so big that she required more of the 

There were undoubtedly a few disadvantages in the case of having a massive wife. Terra had never once questioned his adoration for her, though. Maybe he really was a Fat Admirer. After all these years of marriage, he still hadn't figured it out. He didn't THINK of himself as an FA, but he'd supposed that it was highly probable he was one, considering his significant other was certainly an FA's dream. Terra reached out and draped his arm over one of her love-handles. His wife was like a treasure trove full of gold. She may have been a tad obese, but everything that she offered in return was far worth her weight.

Aqua rolled over to face Terra and she smiled at him. Terra smiled back.

"Good night, Aqua," Terra kissed her on the mouth.

"Good night, Terra." Aqua whispered, and she quickly turned her head away to let out a belch. 

"Hah, that was a good one."

"Thanks! I've been practicing! Now...come over here already. I don't suppose you really want to go to bed just yet, do you, Terra?"

Terra could taste the paopu on Aqua's lips. It was sweeter than anything he could have imagined.