Hi, this is my first post. I love Sweden. I live there, and why not have him being inflated with Russia under him? Also, this is kind of a weight gain picture. And yes, Sweden is a male, I hate female weight gain because they are overrated so why not some male weight gain?

Oh and I write a story about this, Enjoy!

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Russia never understands Sweden. Russia was staring at Sweden who was talking to one of his brothers. Russia always had a disturbing feeling about Sweden. Ever since he first met him when he was a small boy, Sweden would be stalking him. They even fought in wars eleven times!

Russia was typing some paperwork onto his computer when Sweden looked at him and said, “Hey, Ryssland!” Russia looked up and saw Sweden was leaning against the wall, and he knew Sweden wanted to talk.

Russia hates talking to Sweden. Especially that accent. Russia wanted to say fuck off but for whatever reason, he responded, “What you want, Shvetsiya?” 

Sweden grinned, he liked that Russia replied in a kind way. “Ahem, I wanted to show you something I found after work. I bet you’ll find it intressant.”

Russia rolled his eyes, “Whatever.” He went back to typing on his computer. Sweden smirks as he leaves Russia’s office. Good, Sweden is gone. For now.

When it was time to go home, Russia exited the building and thought he would be skipping what Sweden would show him. Russia was about to go home when he heard Sweden call his name. Russia turned around and saw Sweden in his car. “Hej, Ryssland. Jump inside my bil!”

Sweden sometimes uses Swedish words when he is saying a sentence in English. It bothers Russia sometimes. Russia rolled his eyes as he went to Sweden's car and jumped into it. Sweden smiles as he starts his car and drives all the way to his home. 

During the way, Sweden would sometimes ask questions to Russia, which Russia refused to answer. When they got there, Russia and Sweden both got out of the car and headed inside the home. Sweden opened the door and he went inside first, Russia followed second. “Stay here, Ryssland, I’ll go change,” Sweden said as he went to his room.

Russia was casually looking around the place. He is not going to lie, but he likes Sweden’s home, its beautiful decorations and furniture. Russia loved it. When Sweden got back, he was wearing a hoodie and some pants. “Ah, jag see that you are enjoying my plats, aren’t you, Ryssland?”

Russia sighed. “Whatever,”

Sweden doesn’t like that word. It made Sweden think that Russia doesn’t care. But oh he will care. “Ok, Ryssland. Come and follow me.” Sweden said as he goes to a door which Russia follows, he opens the door and inside was a staircase that leads to the bottom of blackness. Sweden turns on his lighter as he walks down the stairs with Russia following. 

The way to the bottom was long and boring. When they finally reach the bottom, Sweden pulls out a key and unlocks the door. They head in as Sweden shuts the door. The room is filled with bottles of liquid. Russia was confused when Sweden landed his hands on Russia's shoulders and said, “Ryssland, do you know what dessa ar?”

“Um. No?”

“Well, these are drycker I found underground. I remembered that the Heliga Romerska Riket hid these because they were too dangerous. So since that was centuries ago, I wanted to show du!”

Russia crossed his arms. “So you bring me all the way to let me see some potions that were hidden years ago?”

“Ja!”

“I’m leaving,” Russia said as he turned around.

“Wait! Don't ga!” Sweden begged.

“Listen!” Russia pointed. “I am sick of you talking to me! I never liked you and never will. Leave me alone.” Russia grabbed a bottle which is filled with pink liquid. “If you believe these are real, well then prove it!” Russia throws the bottle at Sweden as it hits his head, causing the liquid to fall down from his head. 

Sweden stared in shock at Russia, then looked down at his hands. They are covered with pink liquid. “R-Ryssland! What did you do!”

“It's not going to do anything anyway. Now I gotta go, Belarus is waiting for me.” Russia said as he turned and was about to go to the door when he heard Sweden moaning. “The hell?” Russia turns back to Sweden. “Why are you all of a sudden moaning?”

Sweden was shaking. “I-it’s the drycker you throw. Y-you didn’t know what is it.”

“Whateve- hold on. Your eyes are turning pink.” Russia pointed.

“Vad?” Sweden said. He moans again. He looks back at Russia and drools. Oh, he wants to fuck Russia-what is he thinking!? Sweden couldn’t stop looking at Russia while drooling, while Russia was terrified. He was about to run when Sweden grabbed him and threw him to the floor. Russia tried to get up but Sweden was on top and looking at Russia, his eyes were filled with lust and if you look closer, you could see hearts. “Oh, Ryssland, you look beautiful!” Said Sweden as he leans and kissed Russia sloppy.

Russia tried to push him away but he was too strong. Oh, god, what did he get himself into?

Then, it began.

While sloppy kissing Russia felt something growing on Sweden’s chest. One of Russia’s eyes looked down and was shocked. Sweden’s chest was inflation. H-how? Was it the potion? 

But that wasn’t the only thing that was inflated. 

Russia looked behind and saw Sweden’s bottom inflating as well. His ass grew more and more, the same with his chest. 

Russia also felt his thigh thicking up as he heard the sound of clothing tighten up. As Sweden grew more and more, his chest got so big that the only thing Russia could see in his front was the chest, which is still growing.

Finally, after what felt like minutes, the transformation stopped. Russia looked to his sides and sees Sweden’s hands. They were puffed up. Russia manage to let his legs out of Sweden’s stomach and let his legs on Sweden’s ass, oh, it's huge. Like the size of a normal size chair!

“Ugh. S-Sweden, get off me!” Russia begged.

“Um. No… I won’t.” Sweden moaned.

Russia is kind of surprised that none of the clothing is ripping. “S-Sweden, how long does this last!”

“I don’t know. Man, I feel so huge…” Sweden groans as he starts thrusting. His chest was hitting Russia in the face. “I want to be soooo huge Ryssland…”

Russia rolled his eyes while Sweden is thrusting. This is going to be a long night…