The time was two in the morning, aboard the airship Ludwig Von Koopa laid asleep in his captain's quarters. This morning was special for Ludwig, normally his dinners only lasted from five to eleven, maybe twelve maximum.
But when the clock struck twelve marked his 30th year as Bowser's right hand man and he intended to celebrate this occasion as much as possible. Starting early in the morning and going all throughout the day! He had decided earlier to only eat for another measly one or two more hours before he would resume his celebration. Unbeknownst to him the minions were hard at work below his room, running around the kitchen preparing for a plan of their own.
Shy guys and Rexes ran throughout the kitchen, prepping cakes, pastries, steaks and burgers. They made a feast fit for a king! And then added more and more to it until it was fit for the kingdom, the country, the continent.
They weren't cooking at the behest of Ludwig, they were cooking of their own accord. They planned to mutiny against their leader of so many years and to rid themselves of his hedonistic rule. So many of their brethren fallen to his gut and added onto his blubbery form made them loathful of him.
Who could be next to be eaten? Who could be next to be made into fat? They wondered as the nights under his command carried on. Tonight was the night they fought back. They were going to give him one final feast. One to die for.
The minions needed no one to watch and make sure that Ludwig was asleep. Anyone could hear his snoring from within the ship. He was not only heavy set but an incredibly heavy sleeper as any nondeaf recruit knew. Nothing woke Ludwig from his slumber meaning all throughout the night the minions endured snoring that rattled even the ship's boards.
Chargin' Chucks and Sledge Bros hoisted mammoth plates one after the other to the door outside the captain's quarters. Soon the feast was complete and filled the hall outside of the door. There was only just enough room for a few of the higher ranking minions to enter his room. Before them laid the captain of this ship.
Ludwig laid in bed, snoring as loudly as ever. He was a bulging mass of pure lard, with a stomach whose sides almost fell over either side of the bed and a chest twice the side of the pillow his head laid on. Very little could cover his huge form, let alone his huge member.
Not that Ludwig ever wanted to. He ate, commanded and slept with nothing at all on. Not only did it allow for easy engaging in his hedonistic lifestyle but he surmounted that it was a symbol of status to be that much more endowed than anyone else aboard the ship. And he definitely was, his pride alone standing taller than any minion in the room.
The only thing rivaling it was the mast of the ship itself. The koopas got right to work tying his fatty arms and legs down. On the off chance their little plan failed they wanted to make sure he couldn't just eat everyone in the room.
Once the sleeping Ludwig was tied down they got to work bringing the feast into the room. All the smells of the meats, breads and sweets filled the room. Thank goodness not even the smell of food can coax Ludwig out of his sleep, many of the minions thought as they got right to work.
The strongest among the minions got to work stuffing the fat cheeks of their leader. Even with the massive amount Ludwig had ate for dinner naught an hour before the feast as of yet made no visible difference on his stomach. Still as massive and rotund as ever. They didn't lose hope though, the feast had only just begun.
They stuffed the colossal koopa with all the pastries they had. Little by little, strawberry and blueberry filled pastry after pastry. Ludwigs belly started to grow, it was hard to see at first but breath after breath his belly seemed to lower less and less. They were having an effect! This made the minions ecstatic! They could really do this! They could pop this prince! This new found enthusiasm after years and years of hopelessness and fear of being eaten sparked a vigor in them to stuff him up faster and harder!
Ludwig's snores started to get stifled by mouthful upon mouthful of greasy burgers. The minions even got respite from his ear splittingly loud snoring! Their excitement could only be expressed by action as they couldn't cheer for fear of waking up the growing behemoth.
Other koopas joined in, paratroopa's flying over and dropping messy sausages and steaks into Ludwig's seemingly endless gullet. Ludwig's stomach was starting to show signs of strain as it gurgled and groaned. It was used to large meals but not so soon after one another. Stretch marks started to form and grow along his titanic gut.
His member was starting to swell up. "Ludwig may be happy in his dream but he won't be happy when he's burst!" The koopas thought as they continued stuffing.
Ludwig's face was beginning to be a mess, bits and pieces of food that was hastily shoved in by koopas eager to be rid of him was starting to accumulate on his fatty cheeks and lips.
The koopas were starting to run out of food, they had already gone through about 80% of their food but Ludwig wasn't close to bursting. The only thing ready to burst was his cock as it had grown much harder and started to throb rhythmically with the food being stuffed in him.
Each massive gulp pushed him closer and closer to that edge. It stood a good ten feet and if the minion's hadn't known any better they'd say it was still growing. Ludwig's stomach was straining and creaking more and more as they went on with their stuffing.
Ludwig's belly had by now doubled in size, it's once soft feeling stretched too far and was made tight as an overinflated basketball. As koopas kept bringing food to the sledge bros delivering it into his greasy maw they would feel Ludwig's stomach, the tautness of it and the ever growing stretch marks gave them hope that they could do it. One koopa had let his hand wander a little too far while feeling his stomach and ended up feeling Ludwig's hard member.
This was all Ludwig needed to finally get his relief, he unloaded straight up at the ceiling, as his cum impacted the ceiling it came splashing down on the poor minions below. Ludwig continued with his orgasm for a minute before he began to dribble out, his long-suffering minions now drenched in his thick cum.
The floor was slick with semen, Ludwig's member was now flaccid but steadily starting to regain its stamina. The minions, now in more of a rage than anything, continued to stuff him. "How dare he disrespect us? Even in his sleep we are not free from his abuse!" the koopas thought as they filled him. His massive belly's creaking was starting to hasten as even his sleeping face started to wince with every gulp.
It was almost over! They thought before they realized there was hardly anything left. "Not nearly enough to finally pop this pompous prick." they thought as the last koopa somberly walked to Ludwig's mouth.
Just then the koopa started to slip on the newly slick ground. He managed to end up falling right into Ludwig's face who subconsciously but happily gulped him down. A sledge bro grabbed the koopas leg as he was being swallowed but was pulled in too. As they both lurched down his throat Ludwig woke with a moan.
"What is the meaning of this? I'm -urrrrp- I'm bigger than ever!" He tried to lean forward but his restraints wouldn't let him, not that he could anyway, at this point his bloated gut touched the ceiling 11 feet above. "We are tired of you and you mistreating us!" the koopas yelled out as Ludwig's gut groaned and strained. "This was it! They could finally burst him! We just gotta sacrifice!" a koopa lunged into Ludwig's mouth as he burped from his feast of unknown portions.
He began to beg and plead with the koopas between belches "I can, -Buuarp- I can do better! Come -Bhoourpp- Come on gu -uuurp- ys" But they had enough and continued to stuff themselves down his pleading throat. With each koopa his belly pushed out bigger, and each rex his stretch marks grew wider and longer, his stomach turning a deep shade of red as it strained from the pressure.
The redness only intensified as each minion went into his gullet. As only a handful of minions were left they watched and his belly creaked loudly. Groaning from the pressure building inside of it, it finally gave way.
URRRRRRRRP! Ludwig went as his belly seemed to deflate, he kept belching as his stomach shrunk down, pushing the forms of his mutinous minions against his stomach's walls, their writhing and squirming stimulating his member to grow hard once again. He snapped the ropes that held him down with ease as he sat up from his bed.
He heaved his titanic gut up, it was a solid 3 feet in front of him and moving with the people who had willingly given themselves in hopes of besting him. Looking at the few remaining minions with their horror stricken faces, Ludwig said "You better start making me a REAL meal this time or else. All except one of you, you'll be on duty to help me here with this."
Ludwig motioned a fattened hand toward his cock that was pushing out past his belly. "You better decide fast, I'm still hungry. It's my anniversary afterall."