I originally posted this under my "regular" account but decided to post it under a different name. This will only be a couple chapters if that. If it's not your thing please just move along, rude comments aren't necessary. I never intended to offend anyone so if I have I apologize. This will be a weight gain/feeder kink story so if that's not your thing you probably won't like it. There will be no real story line to this.

Typical disclaimer that I don't own any of this.

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Severus Snape had been at bit infamous during his years at Hogwarts. He'd been a top student, excelling in all his classes. The only problem was he had a knack for finding trouble. Coming from an abusive background he'd been drawn to the only crowd that accepted him, the Death Eaters. It didn't help that he was constantly picked on by the Marauders for his friendship and attraction to Lily. More like he was picked on for her friendship and attraction to him. James had been furious about their relationship from day one, doing anything he could to break them up. Unfortunately it had worked. Whatever relationship Severus had had with her had been shattered and she had chosen James instead. That's when it had started. It wasn't anything serious and he knew he wasn't the only one to fill the empty hole he now felt with food. He knew it would only be temporary, he'd get over her and the scale would stop climbing. The only problem is neither of those happened.

Lily and James and started dating and his eating habits had intensified. He gave up on his plans for becoming a Death Eater, they probably wouldn't accept him in this condition anyway. He had turned into a hermit, avoiding the wizarding world all together. It was only when Dumbledore contacted him about a job offer did things begin to change for Severus. His old potions master, Horace Slughorn had decided to finally retire, leaving the positions of Potions and Head of Slytherin house open.

When Severus had graduated from Hogwarts his eating obsession was only in the beginning stages and he was still in great shape. Now however, as he apparated to the Hogwarts grounds he was eighty pounds heavier than he had been when he was last here two years ago and it showed. He'd transformed and retransformed his robes multiple times to combat with his increasing size and it seemed he needed to do it again. The buttons going from waist to chin were straining against his body to stay shut. He should have fixed them before he came but now it was too late. Students would be arriving shortly for the beginning of the year and he wouldn't have time to sneak away. He did his best to suck everything in, hoping that the stitches would hold.

Raising his wand he muttered the incantation Dumbledore had taught him a week previous during his orientation. The gates swung open with a creak and he walked onto the grounds, heading for the main doors. He was slightly out of breath as he trudged inside and towards the great hall. The thought of what was about to come made his stomach rumble. He made his way to his seat, the farthest from the doors, and sat down heavily. The Professors near him stared at him, as if trying to place where they knew him from. "Severus Snape" He blurted by way of explanation. Their eyes only widened in surprise.

"Welcome, Master Snape." Professor Flitwick squeaked. "Headmaster Dumbledore did say you would be joining us this year. I almost didn't recognize you."

"A lot has changed in three years." Severus replied.

"I'll say. What have you been doing all this time?"

"I've been working on research into some different potions and trying to modify others."

"I see, very important work indeed. It's great to have you on the team, Severus."

Severus smiled in response and Professor Flitwick turned away to speak with someone else. All along the table was quiet muttering and Severus had a strong feeling he knew what it was about. He smiled softly to himself, he hadn't cared about the topic for years but everyone who had known him still did.

Students began filtering in through the door as the carriages arrived. The Great Hall began to fill and Severus anxiously awaited for the first years to be sorted so that dinner could begin.

First the hat had to sing it's bloody beginning of year song then a long line of nervous 11 year olds individually took their seat to be sorted. Severus didn't remember it taking this long when he was a student. He could have sworn there was a sudden influx of young witches and wizards. The only ones he paid attention to were the new Slytherins he would be over. When the last student was sorted and seated the Headmaster stood up. It was the generic beginning of year speech Severus had heard seven times before now. The standard rules and places students weren't allowed. Severus tapped his foot impatiently until he heard his favorite words "Dig in."

As Dumbledore took his seat plates upon plates of food appeared on the table. Severus eagerly loaded his own plate with everything in reach, receiving some similar looks as when he'd arrived. He focused on eating slower than he did in private, partly because people were watching him and partly because he didn't know how much more his clothes could take. He could feel the waist band of his pants digging into him already but pushed through it, filling the empty void he still felt after all these years. His plate was emptied and refilled several times until there were only a couple people left in the entire hall who were eating, including himself. Everyone else had gotten full and we're saving what little room they had left for dessert. Severus regretfully put his fork down, pretending he was done as well and the food left on the table was removed, only to be replaced with sweets of every kind. He still ached for more food, not nearly as full as everyone else and piled his plate once more. Making his way through cakes, biscuits, tarts, pie, and a variety of other junk food he felt his stomach begin to ache, the sign that he had sadly reached his stopping point. He always hated that time. The food felt so good on his tongue and sliding down his throat into his increasing belly that he hated the time when he had to stop. If he had been alone in his own home he would have pushed through, rubbing his stomach to soothe the ache and force a little more in there. Unfortunately that was frowned upon in public.

He had tried to keep his growing spare tire sucked in but the effort was futile now. Looking down he saw his round, growing belly pushing painfully against the fabric. He filled his plate once more and could feel himself expanding even more. He exhaled, putting his fork down for another bite when it happened. One button popped off of his clothing followed closely by a second, then a third. He could see his pale, fat belly sticking through and that signaled he had to be done. He stealthily reached for his wand and whispered a spell that he had invented for just the occasion. The black fabric began to stitch itself back over him. It wasn't a permanent fix but it would do until he could get to his own quarters. Next to him, professor Flitwick glanced at him worriedly and Severus pretended not to notice.

Dumbledore stood again, signaling the end of dinner. Students began to form a line behind their prefects to make their way to their houses. Severus was due to speak with his students tonight, being the new head of house but that would have to wait. When the coast was clear he waddled to the dungeons, wishing instead that he was head of Hufflepuff. It was closer to where he was sitting and had the bonus of being across from the kitchens, a place he had spent much of his time as a student.

He huffed and puffed down the stairs to the dungeon, finally making it to the door of his small flat he let himself inside. He plopped on the couch which gave a groan under his sudden weight. He released what little of his stomach he'd been holding back and watched a couple more buttons fly. He removed his shirt, too worn out to stand and remove his pants as well although they cutting into the bottom of his stomach now. Free of the tight clothes he rubbed his soft, ever growing stomach to help soothe some of the pain. Reaching Bellow his fat he undid the button on his pants. He was surprised it was still holding on. The pressure on his stomach dropped and he sat there a few minutes more, recovering.

It was easier to eat like that here, it was part of why he took the job. At home he'd had to buy food and cook it himself. It was getting more and more expensive and it took up a large part of his time. Here he could eat like a king without lifting a finger or spending a knut. It was heavenly.

He was pleased at the sight of himself there on the couch. If Lily could see him now he only imagined the things she would say…the things James would say. He chuckled and his stomach bounced. He no longer cared what they thought of him or what they said. He'd found something that couldn't hurt him back and he was in love.

As he began to digest he started feeling better, capable of walking again. He heaved himself off of the couch and undressed the rest of the way. Laying his robes out before him he transformed them again, watching them grow in size as he had. If he had known they would need to be adjusted so soon he would have enlarged them yesterday. He got redressed, feeling much more comfortable in clothes that fit. The only disappointing part of larger clothes was he lost that reminder of how fat he had gotten. His clothes no longer fought to get off of him.

He walked the short distance to the Slytherin common room. Muttering the password he had placed a week ago. The door slid open and he walked inside. Heads turned to look at him and he saw that familiar sense of recognition in the older student's eyes. Many of them would know who he was, having attended several years of Hogwarts together. He'd only left two years ago. Professor Dumbledore had introduced him at the feast but only by using his last name, apparently the students before him needed his first name too.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. I will be replacing Professor Slughorn as head of your house and as your potions teacher. My name is Severus Snape but you-"

"Severus? That's you? Boy you've gotten fat." An unknown boy called, several others agreed.

Severus chuckled and patted his stomach, he didn't mind the comments. In fact, he was beginning to like them. "You will call me Professor Snape."

He continued around the classroom, getting to know the names of some of the newer students, like he would remember them. When everyone had stated their name he bid them goodnight and headed off to do the same.

Alone in his flat once again he undressed, appreciating the sight of himself, and climbing in bed. He fell asleep to memories that night of the escapades he would take to the kitchen while he was a student after everyone else was asleep. Back then he'd felt the need to hide his new found interest in food. He'd continued eating the same amount of food at meal times, only gradually increasing the portions so as not to be noticed. At night, however, he'd find himself in the kitchen, stuffing his stomach to capacity, which wasn't much at first. Still, with as much as he had eaten those last few years of Hogwarts he was surprised to have gained very little weight. It was a comfort then when he was on his own that he could eat as much as he wanted when he wanted. It was then that he started packing on the pounds. Clearly it had grown into a large problem over the past few years, a problem he loved. Gone were the days of his slim, hard physique to be replaced with this soft one that never stopped growing.