Request story for  AdamantiteDragon!

Featuring  Omniderg!

There's nothing that can stop these guys from growing so unfathomably, incredibly, tremendously huge to the point where they're cramped against the proverbial boundaries of the universe. Nothing, mark my words.

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Adamastos ©

Manian ©

Story © me,
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Whether or not there are limits to the amounts of scrumptious, undeniably delicious food you can plummet down your mouth should be something to take for granted. I mean, who could possibly be so irresponsible to pay a visit to a restaurant, order an unhealthy food item for every greasy fingerprint on the menu holder, and have your quickly acquired waves of fat flow out of every opening of the building you just had your seemingly innocent meal at. Nobody with a brain would, right? Well - in fact - there’s always that one idiot that disregards all the rules in favor of their own pleasure and well-being. In this case, there were actually two idiots. And they weren’t idiots. They were Adamastos Metallon and Manian di Firenze, chugging down on everything within visual distance of them with no consideration for the impending consequences.
And they did actually have a brain, too. Dragons are smart beings.

Adam sat across Manian by a table in a restaurant to the side of the street. It was noticeably busy inside, but to no detriment to the both of them - not yet, anyway. They were just about to get started on their stuffing fest. And before they entered, they already had a general impression that they might end up in trouble, but it was definitely worth it for a good feasting session.
Their table sat adjacent to the wide, cover window, which made it so that everyday bypassers wouldn’t need to even turn their head around to notice the big dragons having their rump pressed against the glass plate.
On the actual venue, the two dragons were just done ordering a batch of fatteners. Several empty plates smeared with leftover crumbs were stacked to the side of their table, as a waiter stood at their table serving them another five or-so plates and boxes with what appeared to be chicken wings, judging from the design on the cardboard. Manian was preoccupied with slurping from his milkshake and let Adam take the servings for him. So far, they had already entered the state of interminable fattening, and while they were fully ingrained in their food repletions, they bore no awareness of the fact that they were drawing the attention of the other people in the restaurant, observing their humongous appetite in shock and awe.

After Manian was finished with his shake and several other fatty morsels, he bloatedly rolled off of his chair, to the counter and the innocuous person behind it. All eyes were now focused exclusively on him, as the other customers had never seen such a large, fat dragon before.
“I demand everything you can offer us!!!” Manian said after drumming his fist on the counter, which produced a slight sloshing sound. The teller made a quick jump in reaction.
Being profusely startled at the sight of such a terrifyingly fat dragon, the teller called to the back of the counter, where the kitchen was situated. He stuttered a few words through a microphone hanging beside the opening behind him. If the odds were in Manian and Adamastos’ favor, they would perhaps get loaded with even more food. The thought was tempting in every aspect.
“R-Return to your seat, please, sir,” he stammered to Manian. “We will send you our best desserts and snacks! J-Just don’t eat us!”
The response from the counter manager made Manian smile.
“Good,” he said with a toothy smirk. “Otherwise, I WILL eat you…”
With that, Manian happily returned to his seat where Adam was waiting for him, and for the upcoming snacks as well. As Manian walked towards his table, having made no efforts to clean up his mess, he giggled while maintaining the smile that had appeared since he received his answer from the teller.
“It’s only so fortunate that blackmail is always a dragon’s most favorable option,” he thought.

In time, two waiters came running to their table with a trolley. The trolley was replete with all the delicious dream snacks and foods they could imagine: T-bone steaks, hot wings, bacon-beef rolls, and even a separate section for ice cream desserts!
Before the two dragons could lick their lips at the sight of such a foodie valhalla, the two waiters speedily scurried off the stage. They were naturally afraid that they might face consequences as they were held under blackmail by Manian, although - to him - in a good way.
They began ravenously stuffing themselves to the brim; Adamastos directly taking a large bite out of the hot wings while Manian skipped the second course and went straight for the ice cream. It had always been one thing that he could never get enough of.
As the gluttonous duo was immensely gorging down on the extravagant feast - and progressively growing in body mass and size with it, a group of customers grew tired of them occupying the entire space of the restaurant’s interior.
“Owner, can you boot these two to the streets already?”, one of them said. Naturally, he was blissfully unaware of the fact that Manian was holding his puppet strings.
Manian clearly heard the agitated yell that spawned from behind him. He stood silent for a moment, but then stood up from his chair, shoved it aside and dragged his large, fattened-up dragon form with him.
“Do we have some whiners over here?”, he said, while examinatively scanning his eyes across the group of people, some now cowering in fear due to his sudden presence and change of attitude.
“Just get your ass outta here, no pun intended!”, another person said to him, shrugging off Manian’s presence with a scoffing laughter. That is what made the dyke finally breach for the dragon. With not even the slightest modicum of remorse or emotional control, he dove right onto the cheeky person that insulted him and attempted to swallow him whole. All the others around him expeditiously dashed straight for the exit, but since he was blocking the front doors with his massive fatty form, their attempts were futile. They ran right into Manian’s layers of fat and stuck there. only making it easier for his to save them up and gulp them down later. Right now, he swallowed the insulting person, pressing him down his mouth as a bulge reached down from the outside of his throat. A content belch erupted from Manian’s mouth afterwards, him provocatively licking his lips while reveling in the self-given right to have the entire restaurant and its staff for himself.

Adamastos was enjoying the show Manian and the angry guests were putting up for him, all while he made good use of his gluttony privilege. Until his friend asked him for a favor.
“Adam, mind getting more food for us?”, Manian said as he - turn by turn - grabbed each of the other annoying customers deeply hidden within his layers of fat and blessed them with a one-way ticket to his tummy, followed every time with the emotional belch that signified his satisfaction.
The metal dragon, who himself had also grown as rotund as a beach ball somehow, gestured a thumbs up to Manian in response, and he got up, albeit through a little struggle with his own hefty mass, waddling towards the counter. The teller saw the huge dragon approach him, and before Adam could let out the first letters of his demands, he was met with a slurred remark in advance of his desires.
“D-Don’t eat us just now!!! We’ll get you our absolute best!!” the teller blurted out, in fear of his life. “Promise to leave us alone after this!!”
“Well, that was certainly easy,” Adam whispered to himself. He then directly went back to his table, where Manian had just sat down again after the bone he had to pick with some rude folk. He lowered his rump above the chair, which creaked and had its legs forcibly bent due to the sheer bloatedness of the dragon it was to support.
“They said they would be coming with something they called ‘their absolute best’,” Adam said curiously. Before Manian could add his two cents to the equation, the same two waiters appeared from behind, attending a huge machine with exactly two hoses attached to them. Upon the sight, Manian sprung with excitement, as he had used a machine of the likes before. Adamastos, however, didn’t exactly hold a fully secure feeling about it. He was unfamiliar with the outlandish appliance that the two waiters very carefully put the thing on its wheels, who were seemingly afraid of possibly causing even the slightest disturbance amongst one of the two domineering fat-ass dragons.

Again - after the waiters settled the machine in front of them - they were gone without any finishing notice. As they fled off, Manian instantly put one of the hoses attached to the thing in his mouth. Adamastos was a bit puzzled as to what he should do at this point, and reluctant to reciprocate Manian’s action. Manian noticed this, and responded immediately. He took the hose out of his mouth for a moment to make room for his speech.
“These are cream hoses! Take it up!”, he said with a full mouth, before sticking the cream hose back in his mouth again, filling himself up with the goodness.
Adam grabbed the other hose that hung from the cream-pump and held it in his right paw, examining it from all angles. He felt strange about it, but he wanted to do it. With that, he stuck it in his mouth, all the way to the back of his throat. Instantly, he felt a deluge of cream flow over his tongue like a waterfall. The pump streamed the cream out with huge force - larger than that of Manian and Adam’s swallowing rates combined. Both of them could not keep up with the endless abundance of cream that blew them up from the inside. They graciously enjoyed it nonetheless, averting their subconscious focus from the fact that they were both literally swelling from the plethora of cream that was being pumped into their mouths at excessive, breakneck rates.

“M-Mani!”, Adam said while looking at the increase in size he had amassed. “This is much more than I had expected.”
Adam, as well as Mani himself, had now grown so big that swathes of their fat were pressing against every wall of the restaurant’s inside. The walls were heavily pressured, the windows already broken with parts of Manian’s huge butt hanging out - its tissue covering the streets. And that while they were still fuelled with loads and absolute loads of the cream from the machine.
Then, the restaurant’s structure reached its tipping point. The sheer swell-factor of the two enormously fat dragons exploded the building, with debris being propelled everywhere to two miles away!
“Heeeelp!”, Adamastos yelled, since he had never experienced this before. His growth continued, his rump resting on a crossroad, swiping aside all the traffic signs in his path. As for Manian, who had belly-flopped in a sudden stumble resulted from his outgrowing of the restaurant, and perhaps soon the entire planet! Their butts were firmly pressed against each other; they only hoped there were no innocent people unfortunately stuck between them, and they kept growing and growing.

After a couple of minutes of being stuck in their sudden abnormal growth, Manian and Adamastos were now the size of blimps, and just as bloated, too! Manian’s rump alone covered about the astounding area of two soccer fields, meaning it was pretty much impossible for him to prevent collateral damages inflicted by his impending butt. What was also impossible, was a halt to be put to their growth. As they were still turning more and more massive by the minute, there was seemingly no end to be tied to it. But Manian wasn’t complaining; he adored being this fat and huge! Adamastos had to get used to being this large though, but in the end, shared the grandiose feeling of being a gargantuous lardbutt as a positive with his plasma dragon pal. The cream-feeding machine had also disappeared from the scene for reasons not left unknown, presumptively crushed into a fine pulp underneath one of their enormous rumps. They both looked at the area around them disappearing under their weight as the time - and with it - their growth spurt passed. It felt so good to dominate over the lands like they did - being comfortable large and smothering everything with their hefty bodies. And by now they had already tripled in size.
“We’re going to outgrow the Earth!”, Mani shouted, as his and Adam’s head reached above the stratosphere. Their growth had greatly accelerated by the time, and as it looked now they really were about to grow into space, as Manian said.
“Just press yourself into me, Mani,” Adam said with a smile. He liked where this was going.

The rest should be common sense at this point. These two fatty beasts of dragons eventually did outgrow the planet, and naturally Manian came up with the idea to eat it. So any future perpetual nights and increases in global warming shouldn’t be left unaddressed. At the end of the day, they ate every planet in the solar system they came across, equally dividing them between Mani and Adam. And since they were still growing infinitely, their appetite for planets evolved into an appetite for entire galaxies, quasars, black holes and anything they could get their grubby paws on. Now that would seem as the epitome to any reasonable mind. But was it really? What would they do after the entire universe was in their belly? Well…

“…the only thing within my mouth’s reach is…”

“YOU!”

*gulp*