A BIG Distraction

    Stein sighed as he opened up his teachers' edition Soul Study textbook. Last class of the day. Just one more. The last hour or so of school had been increasingly difficult for him to get through lately, more and more so as his relationship with Spirit blossomed and they engaged in... special activities... together. With the Kishin gone, the death scythe was virtually out of work with full pay, only having to substitute a few times for teachers who called in sick. Unfortunately, as a full-time teacher, Stein did not enjoy the same luxury. As a result, he spent the day longing to go back to his patchwork lab where he knew Spirit was just waiting for him to get home.

    "Turn to page sixty," he drawled in the same bored tone you'd expect a ninety year old high school English teacher to use. "Today we're going to be studying-"
    "...Stein?" a familiar voice called from the door to the classroom.
    Stein perked up a bit, only to frown again. "Senpai... I'm in the middle of class..."
    "But we're out of ice cream..." Spirit pouted, his head poking through the doorway.
    "Well what do you expect me to do about it right now?" Stein answered.
    Spirit shrugged. "Get some on your way home..?"
    "You're out now. You could get it," Stein said.
    "But I wanna go with you..." Spirit said. "Can I stay here until you can leave..?"
    Stein sighed. "Fine. Just don't disrupt anything."
    Spirit nodded and walked- or rather waddled- in. In an obvious effort to be cute, he hoisted all five hundred pounds of himself up and onto the edge of Stein's desk.

    Yes, there was the result of their "special activities" together. Stein had taken to pampering his Senpai quite a bit, and through this the two had discovered the ideas of feederism and food play. When the death scythe started putting on weight as a result of these fetishes, yet another fetish developed between them. Stein realized almost immediately that the thought of his partner putting on more and more weight was incredibly appealing. Spirit enjoyed the idea as well, so the two had decided to keep going with it. They had set Spirit's goal weight for around six hundred pounds, and he was well on his way to achieving it.
    Despite still being about one hundred pounds off target, Spirit was already quite the piece of eye candy for his meister. His rounded face, framed by his crimson hair, was both youthful and adorable, yet his body betrayed this with tempting curves. His pudgy, thickened arms and hands were perfect for snuggling, and his plush thighs were perfect for rubbing. His hips were now extremely wide and consequently swayed a bit when he walked. Walking would also send tremors through his huge, soft rear, so much so that between that and his thighs rubbing together, he could even excite himself if he moved fast enough. Though by far, the largest part of him had to be his belly, which heaved like a barrel over the belt he was constantly loosening and formed love handles which spilled over the sides of his pants. Settled on top of that were two large breasts that would probably be somewhere in the neighborhood of a DDD cup if he were to wear a bra. It was a wonder he managed to squeeze all of this into storebought clothes anymore. And when he couldn't, well, his boyfriend was famous for stitching everything...

    "So, as I was saying, turn to page sixty..." Stein said, glancing sideways at Spirit. "We're learning about different types of wavelengths today..."
    Spirit obviously noticed Stein looking at him, as he gave a wink back and scooted further onto the desk, making his body jiggle and wobble and tightening his shirt against his breasts just enough to accentuate his erect nipples.
    "Stop, Spirit..." Stein hissed under his breath. "One hour, that's all you have to wait." He bit his knuckle to keep from visibly reacting to his weapon's teasing, then turned back to the class. "Okay, now I expect you to take the next few minutes to read over that page, and then I'll ask one lucky student for a summary."
    An audible groan was heard from the class as they all put their heads down and started reading.
    Stein turned back to Spirit to find that he had dug a confiscated bag of chips out of the classroom desk and was now happily munching on its contents.
    Good, good... He thought, starting to grin to himself. That'll go right to those sexy thighs of yours... He slapped himself mentally. No, not during class... Save those thoughts for after... He looked Spirit over again. The death scythe was licking his fingers now, clearly playing it up now that he knew he had Stein's attention. Ohh... dammit he's sitting right there... there's no way I can just tune that out!
    He was starting to sweat now. He pulled at the collar of his turtleneck a bit, more out of anxious habit than to cool himself off. He felt as if his head was being forced to turn and look at Spirit, but he knew that was a bad idea. Oh, but the death scythe was just so damn distracting!
    "L-let's summarize now," he said to the class. "Maka, how about you?" He covered his mouth after saying this, knowing he had made a mistake. This was going to set Spirit off and make him do something else attention-worthy, wasn't it..?
    Of course, Maka summarized the page perfectly, and Stein had to reward her by telling her she did a good job.
    "My Maka got an answer right!" Spirit cooed, as if on cue. He hopped down from the desk and pranced over to Stein, giving him a big bear hug. "Thanks for giving her the chance to shine, Stein-kun!"
    "A-ah... S-Senpai..." Stein squeaked out, his face flushing a deep shade of red. "D-don't..."
    This was exactly what he didn't want to happen. He didn't want it to happen, because at the same time this was exactly what he wanted. He wanted Spirit right next to him. He wanted the weapon's huge, soft, pillowy body pressed up against him. He wanted it all, perhaps a bit too much for a classroom setting. Having Spirit's girth pressed against him like that was quickly causing his blood to flow downward. His eyes followed said flow and he was horrified to see a peak already forming in his pants. He grabbed one side of his lab coat and quickly pulled it over himself, hoping to Lord Death that nobody saw his excitement.
    "Y-you know what? Forget the rest of the lesson. You can all leave early today," he stuttered, completely red in the face. Then he dashed out of the room, making a beeline for the mens' room and nearly falling on his face in the process.

******
    
    "...Stein?" Spirit called, walking into the mens' bathroom. "You in here?"
    A weak moan came from one of the stalls in response.
    "You okay, Stein?"
    Another moan.
    Spirit found the stall his meister was in and rapped on the door with his chubby knuckles. "Come on, I'm sorry for bothering you... I didn't know I'd be that much of a problem..."
    Stein unlocked the door and let it swing open. He was sitting on the toilet fully clothed. His hair was a mess and his clothes were disheveled. He had obviously been relieving what that unneeded downward blood flow had caused. "It's alright, Senpai... I would have told you to leave if I had known I was going to get so distracted..." He smiled. "Your only crime is being so adorable..."
    Spirit smiled back. "Well, I can't help that, can I?" He offered his pudgy hand to Stein and helped him up. "Come on," he smirked. "If you want I can give you a round two... I can guarantee I'll be more fun than your hand."
    Stein looked to the side, embarrassed, but chuckled nonetheless. "I'd love that, Senpai... It's what I've been dreaming about all day..."