Chubby!UndertakerXReader- Happy Halloween

The Undertaker's favorite day of the year was Halloween. Not only was it the day of creepiness and the acceptance of oddities like himself; it was also his and his wife's anniversary.

It was their third Halloween as a married couple and he was getting rather excited. He opened up a little house of horrors in his shop and got to scare a bunch of children and then spent the night being fed sweets by his beautiful bride. You see, the Undertaker and his wife had a unique fetish. He loved being stuffed to the brim with food and his wife loved seeing him nice and plump. He had been steadily getting fatter over the years of their marriage. He eagerly anticipated the evening.

"Oh," he giggled as he finished setting up. "I guess I'm going to have to hide in a bigger coffin this year." He placed his hands on his soft hips and looked around. "Or maybe I should have my beautiful wife hide in the coffin for me this year...since she's attempting to hide right now."

"I'm in here, love!" She yelled from their bedroom. He walked up the stairs, a job that was getting harder and harder to do anymore, and found her dressed in costume. She dressed as a sexy, yet elegant countess to match her loving, creepy husband.

"You're beautiful," is all he had to say as he walked up to her and kissed her gently, taking her by surprise

"What's that for?" she asked him quietly, red tinting her pale cheeks. He hands wandered over the soft underbelly that she loved so much and she leaned into her husband a bit more. "You can't be getting horny already."

He chuckled. "The question is when aren't i horny love?"

She hugged his soft waist as best she could. He was quite large, him being 350 pounds now.

"I guess that's true," she replied with a chuckle. "I didn't realize how big you've gotten, love. Can you even fit in your old your coffins at all?"

"Hehe. I just checked and only in the one from last year and that's a tight squeeze!" He replied, patting his stomach. The shinigami have a far slower metabolism than humans and that's how he got as large as he had; That contributed with his retirement and older age.

His wife was half shinigami on her father's side, giving her the long lifespan, but without the powers. She snuggled into him and grabbed his thick love handles. "Good. That means I'm doing my job!" She teased.

"I used to wonder why you liked it so much," he murmured about his weight, "But I like it too so I've decided to let you enjoy yourself as much as I am." He giggled and took her face in his meaty hands. "We should let the kids in now, don't you think?"

"Sounds good to me," she said, putting on her black glasses and taking his hand.

They unlocked the doors. "Come on in children! Plenty of goodies to go around!" He said, inviting them inside. "But don't go through the back door," he called after them, purposely peaking their interest. "Only unending horror lies behind the back door."

He saw two rowdy boys eye each other and run away, know exactly what they were going to do." I'll be right back, Love," he told his wife before he snuck out. He had such a trauma set up in the back room.

This is where he kept his memorabilia from when he was still reaping. His scythe was the centerpiece and underneath was a picture of (name) and his wedding day. Other things adorned the room like the old, tight coffins, old uniforms, and pictures of himself in his prime of youth as well as photos of him and his wife as he progressively got bigger.

"You boys didn't listen!" He chimed with a laugh as he watched the two boys attempt to touch his death scythe.

"Better be careful with that! That's no ordinary scythe! It can kill a child like you by just a nick of the blade." He said. The boys stood almost paralysed in fear.

"I'm gonna let you two on a little secret. For hundreds of years, I was a grim reaper!" He smirked at their shocked faces and stood up straight. "But I'm fat, old, and retired now," he added with a loud chuckle. He patted his big belly before leaning back down to meet the children's eyes again. They were shocked by the strange color hidden under his silver bangs. "Now I just spend my time eating little boys who don't listen. How do you think I got so fat anyway?"

They screamed and ran away. He snickered and went back to his wife in the front room.

"I heard you back there," she said as she gave out some candy to a little girl, "the boys ran out here and I told them not to worry and that you're as fat as you are now because you eat too much cake!" She said, slapping him playfully.

"Oh must you ruin my fun?" he asked her with a fake pout. He grunted as he sat down by the bowl of candy left out for kids. (name) smacked his hand when he tried to sneak a piece of chocolate. "Don't tell me you're putting me on a diet now?"

"You know I'd never do that!" She said, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm just saying that you should wait a bit because I have a little surprise for you and I don't want to spoil your appetite." He looked at the sparkle in her eyes. He kissed her lightly and continued with the children till they left with their bellies full of candy and a smile on their face.

He locked up the shop and the house, going upstairs to where he found his wife on their bed in a skeleton print lingerie set with an array of desserts.

"Oh my," he whispered with a smirk. Undertaker took off his clothes and pulled his hair back as he often did to keep candy and other sticky substances from getting into it too much. "You really do have a treat for me."

"And I'm the best treat of them all!" She said, straddling him as best she could as he got himself into position.
She ran her hands up and down his body, feeling the new rolls, the plumper chest, and  the softer shoulders that she loved so much. "You've gotten cuter, love."

"Only for you my dear," he said, kissing her neck. He ripped off that lingerie and they made passionate love.

After an hour or so of sex and passion, they called it quits and cuddled in each other's arms. Both had been wanting children for some time now and they were hoping that this night would be the one where they would conceive their first born.

"Do you think it will be a boy or a girl?" she asked as she rubbed the soft belly of her husband. It was a little tender because he was still eating sweets that the kids failed to stuff into their bags.

"I don't think it matters much," he replied with a small smile. "Any baby of yours will be perfect."

"You're such a ham and I love you!" She said happily cuddling into him.

He lifted up her chin after he finished his sweets. "Darling, Halloween will always be my favorite day of the year. Not only will I remember our wedding, but I know that you will always be with me this day for the rest of our lives." He said, with a sincere smile.

She kissed him roughly and cuddled his soft body. "I love you so much, Eugene," she murmured into his plump chest.

He chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too, (name). Sleep well my dear."

Time skip: next year

It was their 4th anniversary and this time they were celebrating it with their son Edgar. The proud papa held the baby on his soft belly as he and his wife set up a bowl of candy. Their newborn was dressed in a skeleton onsie.

Little Edgar looked up at him with his bright shinigami green eyes and smiled. He would inherit his father's power and all. His hair was a color a bit more washed out than his mothers, but (name) found it to be a cute blend of (hair color) and silver.

"You're daddy's little man, aren't you?" (Name)  said as she poked his little chubby tummy. He let out a giggle and soon mommy was whisked away by the older kids to entertain them.

The Undertaker decided not to spend too much time scaring kids like he used to. Instead, he sat by the candy bowl and amused his baby.

Soon the two little boys from last year showed up in a different costume and a little taller. "Is he going to be a grim reaper too?" one of them asked quietly. The Undertaker looked over at them with a soft smile. "Or is he going to be kind of normal like your wife?"

"He's got enough reaper blood in him to make him more powerful than I was!" He told them, watching Edgar grab onto his finger.

"He's kind of scary already," the other murmured. "He has weird eyes too."

"I'll send him after you two first then," Undertaker told them with a grin.

"Don't listen to him!" (Name) said, giving the boys some candy. "He's just a crazy old man who thinks he's funny."

The boys looked back at the Undertaker who was humming to himself and playing with his son.
He flashed them a glimpse of his emerald eyes and they backed away slowly afraid of what they would do.

He chuckled to himself. "Oh Edgar...You're gonna be the talk of the neighborhood by the time you're of school age. They'll all be afraid of you!"

"Is that really what we want?" (name) asked him. "Growing up is already hard enough. You don't need to be starting any rumors about him before his first birthday."

"Oh relax, love," he replied, "Just some harmless fun with my boy is all." The Undertaker was extremely proud of his son. He was always talking about him. He was a regular dad, even if he was bigger and older than most.

(name) sighed and sat beside them. "I don't know how Ed is going to survive having you as a father."

"He'll do just fine because you're his mother!" He said, kissing (name)'s cheek.

"I love you too dear. Happy Halloween!" She said, smiling happily at the man who made her life have meaning and the baby who meant the world to her.