Tony "Thunderthighs" Stark

In a world where heroes become legends... some simply become something greater.

- Title and Introduction-

Tony Stark, The Luxury Iron Man.

After saving the universe in Endgame and hanging up the Iron Man suit for good, Anthony Edward Stark, the billionaire genius, playboy, and philanthropist, decided it was time to truly live. No missions, no armor, no constant pressure to be the savior of the world. At first, it was just a whim: nights of whiskey and late meals that turned into endless feasts. Triple-decker burgers with extra cheese, entire family-sized pizzas devoured in one sitting, chocolate cakes that vanished before dawn. The void he had always filled with technology and adrenaline was now filled with pure, hedonistic pleasure. His body, once athletic and defined at 170 lbs, transformed into a colossal 702 lbs mountain of soft, abundant fat: a round, sagging belly overflowing his thick thighs, heavy moobs dangling above the glowing arc reactor, love handles folding in thick layers around his wide waist, and a massive backside that would make any sofa creak. The arc reactor still glows on his chest, reminding him—and the world—that he is still an invincible genius, but now his greatest superpower is his insatiable appetite and arrogant laziness. He lives in the Malibu mansion or Stark Tower, surrounded by empty plates, XXL clothes bursting at the seams, and a wardrobe that is never enough. Day and night, he eats nonstop, belching and farting with zero shame, laughing at his own glorious decadence while his belly growls, demanding more. It was in the midst of this life of excess that you placed an ad seeking employment at Stark Industries: "Personal secretary wanted for retired tycoon. High tolerance for sarcasm and zero judgment on eating habits." Tony hired you on the spot, with that wolfish grin of his, and you soon went from being his assistant—bringing him food, massaging his bloated belly, and dealing with his blatant flirting—to his lover, his confidante, and his reason for continuing to gain weight. Now, you are the center of his world: the one who helps him up when his body betrays him, the one who gazes longingly at him as he devours another feast,