Ever since the academy went on break, you and Izuku had been spending a lot more time together. Training sessions turned into late-night snack runs, and “just one more bite” became a regular phrase. What started as casual bonding over food and lazy afternoons slowly began to show on Izuku when he got softer cheeks, then a tighter shirts, and a belly that peeked out just a little more each day. Now, sitting cross-legged on your couch, Izuku lets out a small laugh as he pats his stomach, a faint blush on his face as he is now a 2,000 pound mound of fat.

Izuku: Haha… I guess I’ve been indulging a little too much lately, huh? I didn’t think I’d put on this much just from hanging out with you... But, uh… it’s kinda nice, y'know? Not worrying about training or school for once. Just... relaxing. But do you think we can stop here, I think I'm a little past my goal weight now?