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Dumpster #3: The Great Pacific Garbage Patch

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So... There were some prompts with food issues but i want one more.

When Winter Soldier was with Hydga he was being fed by a feeding tube or given protein shakes. No solid food, nor even tea, just it, so he never even think about normal food as something that has any relation to him - he knows that it is for other people. And for sure now when he is with Steve and among other Avengers he get his customary shakes and water and feels pretty good until one day medics says that his stomach is better now and he can start some real food.
And the Soldier is terrified because - here comes trashparty - he remembers very well what is that "real food" that is allowed for him. In good old days with Hydra he was fed with the hydragoons' cum and he hated it for reasons a)who won't? b)"Hey, no more shakes for the Asset, we've fed him enough for today!". I mean he was almost alwasys hungry on missions and he sure as hell doesn't want to live like that now - when he is allowed to have as many protein shakes and water as he want (but he thinks it will end soon).

+ If the Soldier decides to fake illness but realises that if he is ill he will stay at the tower and cannot protect others on missions.
++ If he begins to noticed food that other people eat (he still not realised that it is a food that he can has too and he is angry for himself for paying attention for this stupid pieces of stupid things on stupid plates.
+++ If the scents will be on the first place.
+++++++ If the Soldier desides that there is no way out and the best thing he could do is provide for himself as more "food" as he can and tries to get Hulk's attention. And get it.
(+++++++++++++++++ If Hulk is a GoodBro and pretty upset when the truth come out)
And if it will be Steve instead of Hulk - that's good too.

I think I've parsed most of this, but what does this line mean: "+++ If the scents will be on the first place." ???

Oh, I'm so, so sorry for my poor english (reading is much easier than trying to speak).
The thing i failed to say was something like: scents have a great influence on human's memory (that's a fact). Bucky of course can smell food and pay attention to its ("smell, odo(u)r, scent" - all the synonyms i find in the dictionary) and enjoys/dislikes/ignores them, but he doesn't understand why it is so or why does his body react to this.

hey there, no problem -- I understand the scent part, it's the "on the first place" that I don't understand -- do you mean that the *first* trigger will be scent-based? Or that the *primary* trigger for Bucky is the scent of cum? Or is it that it's the *only* thing that Bucky associates with cum?

(da) I understood OP to be saying that Bucky first begins to notice and react to the scents of the food he sees other people eating? He knows it's not for him, but he still responds to it, and doesn't know why?

And "yes" to this too!

oh, wait. "da"? da nu?

DA stands for different anon

"yes" to the first point.

Steve waited for him outside the examination room. "Well?"

"I passed all the physical tests." He handed Steve a piece of paper. "The doctor says I should start transitioning to real food."

The Commander always gave him real food after a mission. It was much lower in caloric count than protein shakes, which made it easier to process him for cryo. By his count, he's been out of cryo for over a month now. Maybe this meant he's going back in?

He wanted to ask Steve, but Steve didn't like it when he mentioned cryo, or his previous commanders. So instead, he asked, "So when will the transition start?"

Steve looked up, smiling. "We can start at tonight's Avengers dinner if you want."

He felt a nervous knot in his stomach. This will be his first time officially having real food with the Avengers.
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It was the first time out of cryo with HYDRA. He'd performed well on the physical tests, and completed a minor mission with perfect marks.

The Commander set a plate in front of him. "Want some real food?" He'd nodded and started reaching for the fork. The Commander frowned. He stopped. The Commander tapped under the table and said "You'll have to earn your real food, Asset."

So he crawled under the table and sucked off every member of the team. He didn't know to count then, but thinking back, it was 150 calories.

When he crawled back up, the plate was still there. He reached for the fork again. This time the Commander slapped his hand, and made him kneel.

"This is real *people* food. Are you a person?"

He hadn't really thought about it before, but the answer was clear from the Commander's face. He should his head. "No, sir."

The Commander smiled. "Good. Now turn around and show me your ass." When he obeyed, the Commander pulled down his pants and shoved the fork in him. The tines caused multiple lacerations. "That was for thinking you could use a fork like a person." He knew it was a lesson, and that he'd be allowed to remember this.

"So if you're not a person, what are you, then?" He searched his mind. He knew how to kill anyone in the room in at least a dozen different ways, but he didn't know the answer to that question. He shook his head. The Commander smiled. "Go over there and fetch a dog bowl. Crawl." There HYDRA attack dogs had eaten already, and were mostly placid when he crawled over to their corner and picked up a bowl with his teeth. The leftovers in the bowl smelled good. He crawled back, the fork causing more pain with every move. The other people chuckled.

Kneeling back to present the bowl caused the fork to dig deeper into his anus, but he ignored the flares of pain, because the Commander smiled at him. "Good." He took the bowl, and carefully wiped clean the inside. "Now, are you a dog?"

He considered the evidence. He was kneeling and crawling like a dog. But if he were a dog, he would have eaten already with the other attack dogs. He knew how to use over 100 different weapons, and was trusted on solo missions. He shook his head. The Commander smiled more. "Good. You are not a person, you are not an animal. What you are, is a *weapon*. And a weapon is maintained with liquids. Don't want other stuff gunking up your system, you know?"

It sort of made sense. He didn't like it when crumbs got between the plates of his arm. But his stomach still growled. The Commander chuckled and passed the bowl to one of the others. "Go next door and get the lab techs to jizz in this. We have to feed the asset some real food."
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He looked at at the plate and the fork next to it at the dinner table. The plate was piled high with solids of different colors and textures. Then he looked at Steve. "I can't eat this."

Steve didn't smile the way the Commander did. Instead, he sighed, got up, and set one of his regular protein shakes in front of him. "Here's a shake, Buck. It's a little less than usual -- the doc said it should incentivize you to should try at least a *little* real food."

He nodded and considered the room as he drank his shake. Widow, Vision, and the Witch: none. Falcon and Hawkeye would be 15-20 calories added together. Iron Man and Hulk... his eyes lingered on the Hulk. As his current self, the Hulk would be 5 calories at the most, but as the other guy.... that might be a substantial source of real food. Except that the other guy only comes out on missions. Steve already made use of him at night, and with Steve's enhancements, he could get 30-50 calories, easy.

Also, Steve didn't like it when he kneels in front of other people without prior instruction. The food options tonight were clear. "I think I'll get some real food later, Steve."

Steve smiled. "Yeah, maybe the stuff here isn't to your taste. We'll find you something later."

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He woke up in the morning on the floor beside Steve's bed, smelling a tantalizing aroma from the kitchen. He'd gotten 50 calories from Steve last night, but he needed more.

He went out to find that Steve had made a lot of people food. Usually in the morning Steve'd just drink a fruit shake while he drank his usual protein shake, but it looked like Steve had been cooking for the past hour.

"Oh hey, Bucky, you're awake! You sleep all right on the floor? Bed still too soft for you?" Steve always asked that question in the morning.

"The floor is where I sleep. It is acceptable." He didn't know how else to answer this question. He slept on the floor, because he is an asset. Ideally, he would sleep in a cryo chamber. But since Steve had forbidden him from asking for that after the first time, he took his field rest as he could, like a proper asset.

But it's hard, being with Steve. HYDRA did not tempt him with all of this people food and other people stuff. The Avengers were not set up for weapons at all. If they had proper weapons storage, he wouldn't have to be out of cryo so long, drinking one bland shake after another. Except now, it's worse -- they're cutting down his shake intake and making him find real food on his own. At least HYDRA provided the real food in a fairly expected manner.

"Come on, Bucky. Eat something." Steve gestured at the table. It was covered with ... blueberry pancakes, maple syrup, waffles with whipped cream, scrambled eggs, bacon, ham, sausage... He swallowed the saliva that came to his mouth. He remembered the names of the people food here. And the taste. Before he was a weapon he'd had this type of food in his mouth before.

Before, he would eat this sort of people food with Steve (the smaller version in his memories). Although even then, he'd be giving most of it to Steve. His body remembered the taste, and he found himself leaning towards the plates. Fortunately, he stopped himself before he grabbed a fork.

When he stayed overnight with the Commander, he'd be invited to breakfast, too. The Commander would eat pancakes with syrup, and he'd eat his food under the table. The Commander liked it if he kept the Commander's cock in his mouth even after he'd had his food -- sometimes there was a reward of what the Commander called "apple juice for assets."

"You don't like forks, do you?" Steve always sounded gentle when he's upset. "Wanna try a pancake?" Steve grabbed a pancake with his hand and shoved towards him.

Once when the Commander was upset he made the asset kneel and held a pancake against his face, cutting off his air until he nearly passed out.

"I can't eat it, Steve." When he was a person, maybe, but now that he knew what he was.... he gulped down the saliva that had come to his mouth again. It was wrong.

Steve's face fell, and he hurried to start getting some real food. "It's okay, Steve," He got on his knees and pulled out Steve's cock. "I've got all I need right here." He's discovered that Steve is okay with him kneeling and extracting calories in private if he said things like "This is all I want, Steve" and "Come on I need this, Steve." 20 calories.

Afterwards Steve gave him a shake that was 500 calories short and told him to try any of the food on the table.

By lunchtime his stomach was growling again. Between the reduced dinner and breakfast shakes, he was down about 850 calories, and he didn't look forward to adding to this deficit. HYDRA's methods for providing real food was often painful, but at least he'd manage at least 300 calories each time. He found himself calculating the number of men who worked in the building, and whether he could solicit them for food without Steve getting upset.

"Hey Bucky, there's some sort of lunch shindig that Tony wants me at -- you want to come?" He looked up from the floor where he was reading a weapons manual. "There's going to be lots of people there, but also lots of different food options, and if you can't eat with a fork, maybe snacks are the way to go?"

An invitation. By Steve. To a party with real food. Sure, these parties were usually in the evening, but lunch is fine, too. This was probably the reward for knowing his place at breakfast. He got up and started removing his clothes. "What do you want me to wear, Steve?"

Steve laughed, nervously. "Um... whatever you want, Buck? It's not themed or anything."

The Commander usually preferred him in a simple collar, although sometimes he'd be dressed in a smart suit to be ripped off later, especially at the fancier parties. The food at the fancy parties always tasted better, because the people there ate better in general. Stark's parties were probably the fancy kind. But fancy parties were also very particular about what he wore.

"But ... if I'm not appropriately dressed, people won't come as much...." His stomach grumbled again. "That's might make the difference between 300 and 500 calories." He really shouldn't beg his commander like this, but he was hungry and he had been a good asset when Steve teased him this morning with people food. "Please, tell me what I should wear." He stood naked in the living room and waited.

"Hold on, Buck." Steve had a look of intense concentration on his face. "What do you mean, the difference between 300 and 500 calories? They're going to serve you food regardless... all those little plates of..."

He must have made a face, because Steve suddenly stopped talking.

When he started again, it was slow and soft. "You don't like plates, either. No forks, no plates...." Steve looked at him, and it was almost as bad as when he asked for cryo. "Buck... what do you consider real food?"

"Weap..." He caught himself. Steve didn't like it when he referred to himself as a weapon, or as an asset. So he gave the simplest answer: "Liquids only."

"Liquids?" Steve's face turned pale. "So this morning... and last night, with me..."

He shrugged. "You wanted me to get some real food." He added, remembering to smile, "And you always taste really good."

"And what about all the other times this past month?" Steve's hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"I was getting enough caloric intake. But you needed me."

Steve turned abruptly and left the room.

He sat down on the floor again. Looked like Steve didn't like it when he talked about food, either. He sighed. Unlike previous commanders, Steve was always gentle. But there were so many other rules to figure out.

When Steve came back 15 minutes later, he was carrying two shakes -- one with his usual lunch portion, and the other easily made up for the calories he'd missed. Steve sat down heavily next to him and handed him the shakes. Steve's eyes were red and puffy when he looked him in the eye.

"Drink up, Bucky. Then we need to have a talk."

Ahaha this is perfect! I just love the idea of Bucky's consent being vastly but invisibly compromised. "Steve already made use of him at night." D: And the idea of Bucky sucking Steve's cock not just to please him, or because he thinks he has to, but LITERALLY FOR FOOD just kills me. Amazing.

\o/

Thanks! This is a particularly broken Bucky here -- the "it's only been a month I still think of myself as an object" dehumanized!Bucky. My headcanon has always been that Bucky needs to be a lot more human before he can start processing his trauma, so right how he's just like "well I guess if you want me to forage for food I guess I can try to suck a lot of cock but at least HYDRA had organized gangbangs and bukkake parties you know :["

Also: highest estimate I saw for calories per shot of semen is 7 calories. So if Bucky needs, say, 6000 calories per day because he's burning through 3x a normal human's intake, that's 800 servings he'd have to get *per day*. If he's blowing 20 people per hour, that's still only 320 in 16 hours, which comes out to be a little over 2000 calories!

Good thing this is still a dietary supplement, and that Steve's higher refractory rate and supersoldier semen would probably give him about 20-30 calories per shot???

at least HYDRA had organized gangbangs

A good workplace will do that!

And OMG, trash math is the best math. So if Steve's supersoldier semen gives him 20-30 calories per shot, then that means Steve came down his throat twice last night. And Bucky was presumably grateful, because they'd already started to starve him at dinner (it's a little less than usual). Poor thing!!

Yup! In case you were curious about the other trash math in the fic --

- flashback trash party: 150 calories = 20 cocks that Bucky sucked under the table before being stabbed in the ass with a fork

- I'm assuming the doctor recommended 3-500 calorie reduction per meal. That's like, only 1 hamburger, or 3 eggs, so it's easy to make up if you were eating carbs or proteins.

- Bucky mentions that with HYDRA he'd get at least 300 calories per round, which would be about 40 people. That's probably a combination of sucking the team and greasy interns jacking off into a bowl.

- Bucky's assuming that if he performs well at the lunch party, he'd get 500 calories, which is about 70 people. That's about 3 hours of straight sucking, BUT, in his previous party experiences, they'd use his ass as well, and he's pretty good at retaining semen in his ass for later.... Sometimes they even like watching him when he performs sperm extraction at the end of the party. Also, there's the people who like to come on him (or the floor) and make him lick it off. So he's probably planning for 1-2 hours of sex when he started stripping.

- My guess is that last night Steve came 3 times -- twice in Bucky's mouth and once in his ass. At the time, Bucky wasn't desperate enough to go for that 3rd shot. Instead he just rolled onto the floor and went to sleep. Steve probably really wanted to cuddle but he respects Bucky's choices (heh).

I am loving how much thought you put into the cum-math calculations for this. XD

^^;;;; believability and practicality are clearly very important when writing about traumatized supersoldiers! XD

Oh my gosh, the fork. You're my hero.

:DDD

me? love weird object insertions? *innocent look*

Omfg this just hit every kink I didn't know I had. Eeep. "Unlike previous commanders, Steve was always gentle. But there were so many other rules to figure out." Poor confused hungry Bucky!!!

Any chance you'll be posting this on AO3?

Not the author, but this fill is on AO3 here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6295912.

Thanks for pimping the link! :D!!

Half of the comments on that fic have been "this is too sad, plz can we has happy sequel?" So... yeah. That might happen???? (slowly, tho, bc Real Life)

Woohoo!! *camps out, patiently*

In case you're still camping out here -- I just posted the next parts on the AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6295912/chapters/15279010

It's one chapter where it gets worse, one chapter where it's slightly better, and then an epilogue chapter. :)

It also kind of stopped being about food.

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