#i wonder how much they bloat the game's size

[theskoomacat]

if your AAA survival horror title doesn't include a honest to god musical number don't even fucking bother

#alan wake #alan wake 2 #alan wake 2 spoilers #(but not really. at least in the short fragment the video should start at (19:34-21:00; spoilers further)) #PLEASE I NEED THE BTS FOOTAGE #idk maybe it's not as pantsshittingly amazing if you don't know the games' whole deal #like last time we were walking around this fictional place we were bumbling around in the dark shooting at shadow ppl #saw a train car full of burned people and accidentally summoned the devil #and this time we have THIS #also ofc the sheer effort put into this whole level... #and i absolutely love the irl video fragments in the game. the bros' ads kjgdkgdh #i wonder how much they bloat the game's size #Youtube

[greatbigbellies]

2023 PREGNANCY KINK ADVENT CALENDAR (DAY 11)

McPreggo Mukbang Pt 2.

Already pregnant with one, and caught in the throws of her cravings, Penelope licked her lips. The food somehow smelled even better now. The chickens trips, a basket of three, were calling to her. Something about the scent of the breading and tantalizing smell of white meat made her mouth water. She scooted it over to her and started eating.

After the first strip, her tummy looked noticeably bigger, then the second, undeniably, then after the third, unignorably. She looked down at her belly, now filling most of her lap. She furrowed her brow and placed her hands on her tummy, feeling it over. “Those strips were amazing and all but… why am I so huge?” she felt it over longer. Another donation rolled in.

“If you check their website, they have a menu that explains what everything does. It would probably make more sense if your read it over. But a blind tasting is fun too!” she read. She wordlessly opened a new tab and dove in, looking for the online menu. Pictures of satisfied customers, all in various but noticeable stages of pregnancy, adorned the website. It was flashy and well built, but not the most easy to navigate. Finally, she found the menu page, and started reading.

Her jaw dropped. “Wait I have TRIPLETS IN ME NOW?” she grabbed her belly on each side, squeezing it firmly in disbelief. Her blouse rode up, and a crescent of bare skin just below the belly button was visible. She read the menu out loud “Each strip takes you up one trimester with twins… and I had one form the burger before, so I’m triplet heavy now?” She shifted in her chair, and it hit her how hard it was to move at this size. She rolled her blouse up again. Her belly button was now an outie, and she had some light but visible stretchmarks forming at the end of her tummy. “This top isn’t long for this world at this rate…”

She pulled it down as far as she could and looked at her facecam. “I’m not going to lie, those were the best chicken strips I’ve ever had… but like… twins are a lot, and I went further… ugh” she patted her belly. “I hope this doesn’t last all day.”

She tried to snap back into streamer mode, “So the last thing on the main menu we’re trying today is the fish filet sandwich. Which is weird right? Aren’t you not supposed to have fish when you’re pregnant? I feel like this sends a confusing message but… whatever, I guess.” she took a bite. She didn’t ever particularly like fish, but… this was well prepared. She took a few more bites as her viewership went up, seemingly spiking with each added baby to her belly. Her bites grew larger until they were full on chomps taken out of the sandwich. It didn’t take long to disappear.

She placed her hands on ether side of her tummy, bracing for growth. It came quickly, and hit hard. She felt her hands fill with pregnant womb as she filled out even more, her blouse riding up to become a tank top. Her navel popped, and she felt herself grow extremely tight. She paused before pressing her fingers into her belly, feeling its firmness. She wordlessly turned her attention to her computer, where she still had the menu pulled up.

“What’s ‘polyhydramnios’?” she asked. Her chat was eager to tell her.

“Extra womb water”

“Too much amniotic fluid”

“High blood pressure”

“High fluid content in the womb”

She read each response out loud, pressing on her bare tummy left and right. “God, no wonder everything feels so bloated and tight… I’m carrying quadruplets with extra fluid in me.” She moved to stand up to show off her bump, but found getting out of her gaming chair very difficult. “N-never mind… I’ll do a standing side shot later…” she said.

Penelope was growing somewhat nervous, her belly was massive, sticking out so far it nearly reached her knees, and the sides bowing out so far it felt like shifting too far left or right would brush it against the arms of her gaming chair. She took a deep breath, centering herself as her chat continued to pepper her with comments.

“Are you feeling okay, Penelope?”

“Please tilt your facecam down a little asking for a friend” “At least it tastes good! I haven’t seen you complain yet!”

“How heavy is it?”

She sighed. “It’s very heavy… like… I’m not the best at guessing weight but I’d say it’s at least a good 30 lbs…” she tried again to get up, but quickly found herself overwhelmed by the weight. “...maybe more like 40…” She looked at the remaining food, some tots, and two kinds of nuggets, which she had to admit, looked amazing, even now… “Still more to get through,” she sighed, grabbing the tots. 

Before digging in, she paused to check the menu, opting to read up before showing down. She squinted, “So… these won’t give me another baby but they will make my belly wider… how does that work?” she asked, more to herself than her audience. Finally, she shrugged. Compared to the other items, Penelope didn’t start slow. She opened with three tots at once and downed more soon after. The large carton disappeared quickly, and she looked down to watch the results settle in.

Her belly once again grew, but much less dramatically this time. While the front remained at its current distance, the sides bowed out considerably. She gently brushed her fingers across the sides as they seemed to fill out with even for fluid. Once it was done, the space between the swollen walls of her belly and the arms of her gaming chair had been considerably reduced. She grunted as she tried to shift but found it increasingly difficult. At this point, she had to test something, so gravity be damned, she would stand up… 

#2023 pregnancy kink advent calendar #long post #writing #mcpreggo

[ablogofchanges]

Ive always wondered what it must be like to be super old and fat. The idea makes me semi-nervous yet intrigued. I want to be the type of very elderly man who relaxes in a retirement home for the rest of his life.

Hmph, intrigued and nervous huh? Heh, fear no more…Waving my hand at you with a smirk, im gonna show you what you had you expect upon yourself

A strange sensation happens to you as your arms change to a more elderly state as As fat accumulates in the fingers. The transformation continues, you feel the aches in your back as it stoops. You sense your joints become stiff, and the arthritis pains you as you grow older. your back aches a lot and you're getting on in age, as the years go by you get older and your back aches more and it starts to effect your walking as more and more bones in your back start shifting. Your legs become heavy and massive. Their size increases as much as possible as they swell and bloat without limit. Soon, they will become so heavy that they will be unable to hold your body up while you are standing. Eventually your legs give out making you unable to stand at all. The legs bloat uncontrollably and soon become so big that they can no longer fit in ordinary clothes. Your butt and thighs become wider and puffier as your legs give out. As the life drains out of your body, you become weak and frail. You start to lose all of your teeth as your bones become brittle, becoming bald while your skin starts to wrinkle and sag. Your eyelids are losing elasticity are heavy, dull and wrinkled as you begin to lose the structure in your eyes as your ears hang lower. You slowly start to lose control of your bodily functions. Now, the hair that is left begins to turn shorter, grayer, and thinner with the nose is sagging, expanding from age. Your stomach ached as your body started to grow and stretch, shredding his shirt and exposing your older body. Your hair crept down his longer arms and covered his torso. You started to pack on muscle but it quickly vanished under a layer of fat, your stomach growing and pecs sagging. As your chest hair started turning white, you searched for a mirror while being clumsy at your new height and weight and astonish by how rough and deep your voice now. And by seeing your reflection on the mirror, the change is now complete and permanent with me teleporting our place to a nursing home.

Sadly, your health declined with your heart beating faster and faster with every constant short of breath you try take. And now you can no longer play video games, due to your eyes becoming unable to focus. You feel more tired than you've ever felt.

You must have dreamed of your once strong self now.

(Sorry, this one is extremely messy and unpolished, even when i spent pretty much time on this, i promise i wont make these too long and this bad in the future )

[thecheckeredchaser]

Ch 7

Insured Gains

Chapter 8- Exceeding Expectations

Alexis approached the bars with the mantra, "nothing heavy", scanning the many choices. She was ecstatic with how the afternoon was going. For someone absolutely brand new to her interest, she felt he was playing his role perfectly. She didn't want it to end but didn't suspect he could go much longer. She was sure he was more stuffed than he was letting on, but she admired him for his pretending. There were certain signals that she couldn't ignore. She could see him giving the side of his belly, on the side closer to the wall, a gentle rub during his second helping. He'd shifted around looking for a more comfortable position to sit. She could see him playing with his belt, considering if he actually had to let a notch or two out to finish his meal. All things that encouraged her to keep it all up.

She was absolutely swimming in their banter. taunting and teasing with Jake was like playing battleship. They'd go back and forth and a ship was sunk when the other could not take the heat. They would get zinged too good to zip one back. She felt like she was thriving on it.

She returned quickly, in hopes of not giving Jake too much time to realize he was already beyond stuffed. She put the food in front of him, running her hands on his shoulder and grazing his expansive side, before sitting herself. She had caught the eye of the waiter, who had clocked her caress and seemingly took note that she was not eating herself. She offered him a raised brow and returned her attention to Jake.

"I think you might have misheard me. I'd consider a dripping alfredo pasta, with cheese stuffed meatloaf slabs and garlic bread a touch heavy," he said preparing a bite. Alexis tussled her hair, giggling.

"Yikes. Did I do that?" She said slyly. "I figured you were testing me."

"It is certainly you attempting to test me. Good thing I test myself here plenty. And I love this pasta and the meatloaf."

"It shows. Definitely got a pasta and stuffed meatloaf kind of look to ya."

"I look that fit?" he asked, humorously. The waiter came and refilled their drinks, and gave Jake a reminding look. When he left Jake looked at Alexis, debating how he wanted to play his card. He took a drink of his fresh and extra cold beverage. He sighed at its refreshing quality with a smack of his lips. He could see Lexi watching him, with an effort to come off casual, but reading to Jake as desperate. He took a deep breath, and watched how she leaned in slightly in anticipation to see a pig on display. He exhaled cautiously and smiled at her, her disappointed frustration all too obvious. "Everything ok?" He said, continuing to eat.

"Mmhmm," she confirmed, watching him closely. The sexual tension in her was building, as she assumed was the pressure in Jake's gut. He wasn't playing fair, but she didn't want to encourage him to mercilessly tease her for her desires. She knew, if she was patient enough, he'd give her what she wanted. The gas building inside of him would become too uncomfortable and he'd be trying to desperately conceal his piggish sounds. However, she had been playing the patient slow game for months and preferred to have what she wanted. And she wanted to hear and see Jake be a complete slob.

"I forgot to mention," he stared, suspending her fixation for a moment. "The waiter said they have a dessert special for us. Whenever we're ready for it." This was a successful distraction. Her brain started running with the information and decided to let Jake in on her musings.

"Wonder what kind of dessert the chef thought was perfect for a pig like you? And is it really responsible of them? Do you really need extra sugars and carbs after putting a sizable dent in their buffet line? Look at how big your bloated belly looks." Jake glanced down and gently rubbed it to truly gauge the size. He almost burped but kept it back, reminding Alexis where she was mentally, before Jake's misdirection. He appeared to dodge her eyes and put another forkful to his lips. Despite working on it consistently, the pasta seemed to maintain its space on the plate. "They are probably hoping this dessert will push you over the edge, and you'll roll yourself out one more time, too full to ever return." Jake was bright red.

"Geez," he exclaimed. "Do you practice that? Or are they the thoughts you have all the time?" He shifted in his seat again. She smiled at him, flattered.

"Not comfy?" She asked, maliciously. "Belt starting to cut in?" Jake looked at her, playfully annoyed. "I believe you said things would have to loosen up. I think it's time for el cinturón." He looked at her funny. "Your belt, big boy," she said, simultaneously slipping her nylon covered and shoeless foot onto his lap from under the table, reveling in the sensation of his belly heavily pushing into his lap, the warmth, and the tantalized and surprised look on her boss' face. He took her foot into his hand and rubbed it and pressed it to the side of his belly, as he loosened his belt a few notches, punctuated by a heavy sigh, sending his belly out a little further. He watched for Alexis' expression, which was thick with desire. She flexed her foot, pressing deeper into his belly. She could feel how absolutely tight he was.

"Ugh," she heard him grunt and watched his eyes close with pleasure. "Burrgrgrp." Alexis squirmed, her foot retracting back to the floor in excessive stimulation. He burped again, discreetly, but making eye contact. "I'm stuffed Lexi," he confessed. He still had a bit left. Alexis looked at the older man sympathetically, putting aside the absolute throbbing she felt. She would not hold him to his goal if he truly couldn't take it. He had done pretty good.

"I thought you were. I was too ambitious. You were totally scrumptious, Jake."

"Don't sound so conclusive," he said, letting out another stuffed burp. "I thought your type was supposed to help. This is where you either feed me or encourage me, unless I'm mistaken." He paused. "And I doubt that." Alexis was well surprised by his response, but slid the plate to the center. She put as much pasta and meat as would fit on the fork and slowly put it to his lips. He took the bite and made a 'mmm' sound. "Absolutely delicious. And so fattening." Alexis set up another forkful and watched Jake desperately. He swallowed and she went at him again, understanding his ability to finish was dependent on many factors, time being a major one. She felt Jake's hand brush her knee, calling her foot back to massage his belly while she fed him. Alexis didn't feel in control anymore. She kept sending the fork to Jake, who greedily took its contents, despite being a stuffed pig. Or was it because of that. She had started to reach the last bite across to him, but pulled back when she saw the waiter returning. Jake's hand squeezed her foot, and she heard him make the kind of grunt that a parent might make to their child should they be caught doing something they shouldn't. She wasn't sure if he was trying to embarrass her or himself, or if he was completely unaware of the staff member's approach. She leaned into him, following orders and pushed it into his mouth just as the waiter returned. She wiped some sauce from his lip and cleaned it off her own finger before looking at the waiter who, bless him truly, was taking in the scene with as much professionalism as he could. He clearly was taken aback by Jake, and she had to admit potentially herself.

At this point it had to be clear they were not just having an innocent and indulgent lunch. She read Jake's face, which appeared to be a bit surprised by the writer's arrival, but intrigued. She had the upper hand again. She turned back to the waiter, sending a wry smile to Jake.

"I heard there was an offer for dessert? Do you think you can handle it big boy?" Jake's face flushed, but not harder than the waiter's. Jake shrugged sheepishly. "He's got room," she said to the waiter, whose eyebrows could not go higher. He gulped hard before following up.

"One for each of you?" he asked. Alexis looked at Jake, and could sense them both playing out the scene. Order one for each. Jake eats both. But she genuinely looked at him, putting her own hunger aside. He looked like he was approaching a hard wall. She swirled her big toe on his belly flirtatiously.

"You know what," she paused, reading his tag for the first time, "Max, you have been absolutely fantastic. It's very generous, but," she said looking at Jake, who looked on the edge of his seat. "I think one to split would be perfect. We are watching our calories. Might have gone over," she said looking at Jake, offering him to play.

"Eh. I wasn't keeping track today," he said, casually, wiping his mouth with the cloth napkin. Alexis bit her lip."But something sweet would be perfect. Might regret not getting your own, darling," he said, not being able to stop the corner of his mouth curling up.

"Max, I trust you to set our dessert fate. But could I trouble you for a chocolate shake?" She could feel Max quivering under her gaze, which she had not expected. She was completely under Jake's spell and had forgotten that a lot of men found her attractive, and frankly that they existed outside of the capacity to facilitate her time with Jake. She smiled and returned her attention to Jake Andrews. Max hurriedly walked away.

"You're bold," he said, breathing out as if he too had been holding his breath.

"You're not?"

"I'm nothing but fat and full right now," he sighed. "I am still amazed that this is something people really do."

"Jake, we're doing it. You planned it."

"I did. Guilty," he admitted. Max returned with the milkshake and a large slice of chocolate cake, dripping in a fudge and cherry sauce. "Oh Max. That looks amazing." Max said he'd pass it onto the chef and left them to their dessert. Jake gave a steadying huff and picked up his fork, eyeing hers. "You wouldn't pass on the opportunity to actually share it with me, would you?" Alexis felt a rush, as lust was surpassed by her craving for romance. Love even. She smiled sweetly at him and picked up her fork.

"I couldn't Jake," she said warmly. He smiled at her and took another bite.

"This was fun," he said, confidently reaching for her milkshake. He took a long sip and stared at the cup astonished. "Wow. Truly amazing."

"More than fun," she agreed. They chatted and went bite for bite until Jake gave a heavy sigh, paired with a gravelly belch. Jake simultaneously cringed and laughed.

"I don't know if I can finish this," he said, placing his hand under his belly. "Uuurp."

"You've more than reached your goal. You are unbelievably sexy," she cooed.

"Am I?" he said, taking the milkshake again, with lowered eyes.

Ch 9

"You know you are. You have been driving me absolutely wild. I can't believe how much you packed away today. A genuine pig Jake. You must be so stuffed." She watched him finish the shake, feeling herself get excited thinking of how it was filling the gaps in his belly, if there were any at all. She snorted at him, and he responded with a long burp.

"I'm beyond stuffed," he said looking at the hunger in Alexis' eyes. He glanced down at the last two bites, with inspired drive. He took a forkful into his mouth, noting the tension of Alexis' fingers on the table. She was going to lose her grip on reality if she didn't hold the table tight. He finished the last bite and dropped the fork with a clatter. He leaned to one side and took out his wallet, with a slightly pained groan. Before Alexis could gain the nerve to speak and think again, Jake had paid, and made his way to his feet, with the help of morr grunting. "Lexi, I'd like to get to another location pretty soon," he said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. He pulled her to her feet and adjusted his jacket when her eyes became glued to his distended belly.

"My goodness. I hope it's to bed," she said dreamily.

"Glad you agree."

Ch 9

[eggluttony]

So I was thinking about the Sonic X anime and I realized Eggman probably put on a lot of weight going to Earth because Earth has a lot more fattening and delicious food than Sonic's world

Oh my god you're right, mans somehow already got HUGE from whatever he was eating in Sonic's world, so when he discovers all the great food of the second world, combined with his greediness in his desire to eat so much and how he insists he needs more food and calories than the average person... ohoho yeeesss. Now it's making me wonder just how fat and heavy he'd be if realistic, as he was clearly way larger than game Eggman and the number would really climb up even higher when he gets even fatter. Gotta be way off the charts if he were to step on a scale 😳 He'd break all of them fjsjsbkgsffhsh

I can see him being extremely eager to try anything and everything when it comes to food on earth because it's all so new and exciting to him. Like how he'd carelessly walk around in public not caring who saw him so he could get books from the library and stuff, he'd definitely be sure to visit a lot of stores, restaurants, and fast food places too. He naturally ordered alarmingly huge meals and stocked up on heavy amounts of food that can only begin to start to fill up his huge stomach, so he made sure to get plenty. He grabbed all kinds of interesting snacks and foods and drinks and ingredients for meals and didn't consider how healthy they'd be.

With the first lot of snacks and meal he ate in this world, he didn't intend to eat until he felt like he might burst. But he was very hungry and a bit stressed after the ordeal of being sent here, it all tasted so good, and the excitement of trying more kept him going, so he got carried away and couldn't stop until his stomach was bulging full. Even though he was panting and belching and his engorged gut was gurgling unhappily when he was done, he couldn't help but sigh happily because of how wonderful it all tasted, how good it feels in his belly, how his nerves from being in this strange place were effectively calmed, and how he felt so full and satisfied.

That was just the beginning and during his whole stay, I doubt he could be trusted to control himself around food. His robots tried to manage it but his cravings and desire to try more persisted and his habits gradually got worse with binges becoming much more common. It was what he does to fulfill his body's basic needs, when bored, to feel better after defeats as he found new comfort foods, and what he would do for pleasure. He was eating way too often and eating too many snacks between meals so on any day he doesn't keep himself busy, he ended up feeling immensely bloated and full after eating way too much all day.

He became addicted to the delicious unhealthy and fattening food sliding down his gullet and filling up his huge belly and it never stopped being a thrill to have endless great foods to stuff himself with to his heart's content. He doesn't think about it being more fattening because he never did in the other world but didn't have to as much because the stuff there was more natural and healthier- though he still got fat there because he overeats and doesn't exercise enough- so he loses control in a world where tons of unhealthy and large amounts of food come so easily to him hehe. He gradually starts to get heavier and bigger but it's hard to notice at first because he's already a very big man.

He'd eat things like huge meals, pizzas, and cakes and other desserts that can feed multiple people in one sitting because it's what it takes to satisfy him, not just for his size but also huge appetite and greediness. The amount of food he can pack into his huge belly is already alarming and he insisted on eating more on top and it was like he couldn't stop because it's such an exciting and pleasurable experience, he got lost in the blissful state of being stuffed with so much good food and inviting even more into his belly. Sometimes he didn't stop eating until he can't move but somehow still thought about what delicious food he'd eat for his next snack or meal.

Sometimes he went out to eat at multiple restaurants, fast food or otherwise in one day, his belly getting fuller and fuller with each visit. Of course he didn't actually get to sit inside any because a giant like him couldn't fit in those seats in the first place lol but he eats it all in his Egg Mobile. He can't get enough of all the glorious food and he pushed himself as far as he could to make sure none of it went to waste which he sometimes felt was a challenge but not too long after, he'd find himself pulling up to the next place for food. There were so many endless possibilities and options in every place, he couldn't help himself wanting to take good advantage of it and enjoy himself!

I like to imagine that the real Eggman would order stacks of pizzas and cake and other treats just like this, which is what got Bokkun to do the same while disguised as him:

Same goes for this, he really would rob bakeries and candy stores at night:

Something about him getting an enormous amount of food that he couldn't possibly eat without literally exploding but still trying to eat as much as he can until he's at his very limit... 😍

Also, I like to think that when he got out of prison after failing to feel full from the prison food, he went and ate everything in sight at home because all the wonderful food he had stocked up tastes even better after the disgusting slop he had to eat in prison but still demanded more just so he could fill up his belly anywhere near enough to the amount he feels he needs. He doesn't have to worry about that anymore and wants to celebrate so he eats and eats and chugs a few cans of beer until he's certainly comforted as his feelings of anger and stress are replaced by total pleasure and bliss but he was also left moaning and panting for breath because he seriously overdid it and was so full and bloated. That's certainly sure to have an impact.

He'd also sneak to the kitchen or maybe even out some nights for a thrill and ends up with a very very full belly after eating as much as he could, he couldn't believe himself sometimes but laying back with a huge bloated belly stuffed to the brim just feels so good. His robots overheard him loudly eating and humming with delight, mindlessly and uncontrollably stuffing his face with more. They entered a few times to catch him with food all around his mouth and crumbs on his clothes while he clutched his already stuffed belly from dinner and moaned and belched as he stuffed his face with more. It's so arousing and his gluttony and greed completely takes over, for a while he's out of control.

He loves that stuffed taut feeling and all the great food he was trying and getting addicted to but he doesn't ever consider the damage it can do to his body and he later comes to regret it. It certainly does some serious inevitable damage as his robots acknowledge all the gradual changes over time during all this that he didn't notice at all. His clothes got tighter, bodysuit creaking and jacket zipper and buttons looking incredibly strained more than ever, he was starting to take up more space in doorways, in seats, and in his bed, looking especially wide, his belly kept getting bigger and bigger, which was shocking with how big it was already as the giant he is.

They were appalled at the size of his huge belly sitting heavily between his legs and gave a look of judgment every time they had to bring even more food he's demanded. He still seems oblivious and stuffs with gusto every meal and enjoys rubbing his huge belly after. His gut becomes enormous, his tits are too big to be held back by his jacket and bodysuit so they show through, his fat ass too as his round ass cheeks are defined, and his face has plumped up with chubbier cheeks and a noticable double chin. He looks like a true massive blubbery fatass, so heavy and waddling around, fat thickly wobbling and jiggling. With the pressure against his bodysuit, it looks he might burst out any moment.

Sonic and friends notice and swear he's a bit fatter every time they see him and he seems to get out of breath just from talking and barely moving and robots try to tell him not to overexert himself, which is concerning for them and embarrassing for him. They wonder what's gotten into him but it's not hard to guess as he adds a snack compartment to his Egg Mobile and mindlessly grabs some and eats, as if he can't live without constantly feeding his big belly. With how he stuffs it in, they can only imagine how he eats in private. And when he gets back after a defeat, he gorges on tons more for comfort. The more times they defeat him, the more they contribute to his weight gain.

He didn't seem to understand why he's getting so big and he's in denial. When he learns about how he's supposed to manage the calories, he refuses to cut down and says he needs all these calories because his brain burns up millions, even though everyone else can see thousands of those calories certainly haven't been burning, so much is turning into fat that piles on and mostly goes right to his big fat belly! And the truth is he just can't seem to stop eating, he clearly isn't really thinking about how many calories he's consuming every time he finds himself forcing more food into his full belly until he's an overstuffed belching mess that can't move.

He gets lazy because it's hard work getting up, standing, and walking around when carrying all this heavy fat. He gets too fat for his smaller seats, barely squeezes into doors of ships/mechs and seats, he pops buttons, breaks zippers, and splits his bodysuit open, other clothes tear and ride up. He gets comments and teasing from his cheeky robots and Sonic and friends make jokes too, he's so embarrassed. He gets extra defensive and snaps at people that make comments and on days he's especially sensitive, he goes quiet and pouts and blushes hard and later he's gulping his new favorite ice cream from the tub after a big dinner to feel better.

It was impossible to hide his enormous big round belly proceeding him greatly whenever they commented on it and teased him. When he was in deep denial he'd snap and get angry but as he slowly started to realize as he got bigger and heavier and the consequences started setting in, he got more embarrassed and offended. He ended up in front of the mirror struggling to clothe himself, out of breath and stuck as his clothes tear and buttons pop, or shirts ride up and pants cut in and he looked at his wide fat body in the reflection and thought "what have I done to myself?" as he held his huge belly and tried to ignore the heat that rushed between his legs when he rubbed, patted, and shook it.

So he eventually ends up squeezing into his old hoodie and sweatpants that have gotten too small after really blowing up and he tries to start exercising to lose some of the weight. It's an incredibly tough challenge with his huge fat belly bouncing around and how heavy, lazy and sluggish, and out of breath and achy he gets during it, along with how he'd get teased relentlessly by his robots like I got into a bit here hehe. This post will get too long if I ramble on about it but I also really need to talk about the concepts of the process, struggle to exercise more and lose weight, and the humiliation in future posts because it really gets me going 👀💜💕

#asks #modern #weight gain #stuffing #imagines

[arcadejohn127-9]

How would the demon brothers [+ undatebles if you can no biggie tho if not] be with an MC who is plus sized and is super insecure about it? Like they try to get skinnier but can't and they get upset about it or get teased by other demons for being bigger. Side note: your writings are INCREDIBLE. Just like you 🤗💜🎆⭐

Thank you for the request and the compliment! You're too kind!

Oof weight lose and being bullied for my size is something I know abit too well, I always feel sad when I see plus sized people Insecure about their weight

I'm all for people wanting to lose weight to be healthy or just wanting change but when it stems from self hated and an unhealthy mindset - I just can't stand it

Demon brother's with a plus sized MC who's insecure

Warning: angst with fluff

Lucifer:

He isn't a man who's to shy away from being rude and blunt to people

He wouldn't date someone for pity or lie

When he learned you were trying to loose weight

He and the other brothers all treated it how Asmo's diets go, he tries and fails and everyone makes no real effort to not tempt him with food

When he found you crying in your bedroom however

"What's the matter? You're crying, what has upset you?"

"You." Was all you said, trying to calm yourself

He, of course, wanted to know what he did

He kept pestering you until you finally snapped at him

"You're treating my wants like it's a joke! I want to lose weight and none of you are being supportive of it! Why can't you just let me do something for myself?!"

He was taken back

He sat beside you, taking your hand in his

"Why do you want to lose weight? This plan has come rather unexpectedly."

"Because I'm too big! Everyone thinks so! No matter what I do all nothing works! Don't you think I'm ugly?"

"Since when did being big equate to being ugly? Are your height makes you ugly?"

"my height...? What does that-"

"Weight isn't something we can always change like our height, some people just can't change their physical appearance, it can only happen naturally and even then it may be a small amount gained or lost."

"I think I get what you mean."

"I hate admiting this but- I'm not good at this kind of thing but I think you look wonderful, if you really wish to go on a diet I'll support you but it needs to come from a healthy and non destructive mindset."

He poked. your forehead before kissing your hand

Mammon:

"Mammon? Don't you get embarassed when you're out with me."

"You are pretty embarassing sometimes."

He wasn't pay too much attention, not catching up on your tone

"Oh.....I see....maybe I shouldn't come out with you tonight."

You already didn't want to go out, the outfit Mammon got you - whilst it looked expensive - was tight on you

"HUH?! now what's this all about? You trying to quit on the great mammon?!"

"Well- I'm much bigger than the demons you hang around with, aren't you ashamed? They're way more attractive than-"

He rushed to your side, gripping your arms

"Don't even finish that sentence, ya hear?! Who told you - you didn't look fucking fantastic?! No one talks to my baby like that!"

"But it's true-"

"I swear on Goldie that isn't true! You are the most stunning jewel I've seen, I'm so lucky to be with someone that looks like you! You're personality is already top notch - your body is like a shiny bonus I don't think I deserve!"

He pulled you into a hug, holding you like you were the most valuable thing to him

"You're gorgeous, just tell me who's been bullying you and I'll make sure they know their place, I never want you to feel like that."

Levithan:

Levi was showing off this cast of anime style chatacters from the game he was playing

All of them were so thin and muscular

Everyone had the perfect curve and ideal bodies

"We should cosplay these characters! Don't worry, you don't need to know everything about them - I think you'd really pull off this one, you two already have the same personality."

You looked down at yourself and then back at the Character

You frowned, clutching your stomach

"Really....? But they're so- well look at me!"

He looked at you, raising a brow as he tried to find what you were getting at

"They're a warrior who saved the universe with a knife, it's not supposed to be realistic-"

"I'm talking about my shape, levithan! I'm fat! I'm disgusting! They're built like a god!"

"YOU'RE built like a god! There's plenty of Gods from your worlds stories that are shaped like you! What's the issue?"

"you didn't even deny I was disgusting, those demons were right-"

"What demons?! Are you seriously letting some normies tell you you're gross? What do they know? I'm the luckiest demon alive to be with you and those demons can choke on salt water - you point them out and I'll get my army on them!"

"you really think that? You wouldn't like more if I looked more like your smile chatacters?"

"Media is based of toxic media where they focus on only one type of beauty standard, it's a problem within the game world that they don't add plus sized chatacters."

"i- yeah I guess so....I didn't expect you to really care about that."

"of course I care!"

You both sat in silence, you were processing his words and leaned against his shoulder

"Do you still want to cosplay together?"

You paused before nodding

You both went through the game he's playing, whenever the overly vain chatacter came out levithan would argue with them

Claiming you to be the most gorgeous being in the world not them

Satan:

"I heard some rumours today, have demons been bothering you about your weight?"

You froze as Satan closed his book, shifting in the seat

You stepped back, avoiding eye contact, regretting coming to your room instead of helping mammon with some silly plan

"No...there's been no issue."

"Oh? Then why is there laxatives and diet guides in your school bag? You know I don't like it when you lie to me especially if it means you could be putting your body at risk."

You noticed your bag beside his feet

You immediately grew frustrated as you knew you were being called out

"Why did you go through my bag?! That's my own bussiness-"

"you said I could get my textbooks back, I found them in your bag - I'm sorry I went through your stuff but this isn't fine! You're going to force your body to push itself unnaturally."

"I just- i just want to get thinner, no matter how many times I try it doesn't work! I'm tired of seeing myself in the mirror and people telling me that you don't actually love me-"

"Some people just don't have it easy when it comes to weight lose, going on a diet isn't the best - I can go on cooking duty more often and make sure you have healthier meals."

He was at your side now, stroking your face

"Do you love me....? Truely?"

"of course I do, I've never loved anyone as much as I love you - you make me feel things I never thought i would, your size is the last of my concerns, I'm just scared you're going to hurt yourself."

You nodded, tearing up as you let him hold you closer

You tried to apologize but he silenced you, telling you that your emotions are valid

Asmodeus:

"Darling~! Let's take a bath together, I just got a new bath bomb and some soaps!"

He shook the mini basket filled with bath product's

"really...? Are you sure you want to do that, I'm not sure, I feel really bloated today-"

You were desperate to avoid getting naked Infront of him

Every once and a while he would ask to take a bath together, he respects your discomfort but wants to keep the offer open

"Oh, that's no issue~ we can have some tea Barbatos gave me, it's great for bloating!"

"why do you wanna see me naked so much? I'm not anything to see - wouldn't you be uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable? Why would I feel that?"

"In not the smallest person around-"

"Means you got more to love! I love your body!"

"But you're so gorgeous and slender, why would you ever love my body?"

He couldn't understand your feelings; confused on how you could see yourself in a negative light

"because I love you more than myself, I'm still the most special demon around but you're just something else, something I could never stop adoring!"

Beezlebub:

"Do you want to go eat with me? hell's kitchen is having a party."

Beel peered into your room, showing the hell's kitchen site

"I'm not sure about that, I've been trying to cut down on my eating."

"what? Why? Are you sick?"

He immediately got concerned, shuffling over to you

He placed the back of his hand on your forehead

"No- I'm not sick, I just think I should loose some weight."

"oh....then you can still go eat with me, I'll just eat more of your portions."

"you don't have any issue with me losing weight?"

Your insecurities started to chew at you

You weren't really sure what you wanted; you wanted him to be cruel and straight forward about hating your body

It would make your feelings feel more grounded

But you couldn't bare it if he didn't like your body

"It's your choice - should I be concerned?"

"no way! It would be for the best anyway, right? Atleast then I'll look better-"

"What does your weight have you to do with your looks? I think you look fine."

"you don't think I'm too big? Wouldn't you prefer someone more petite? I know you like small things-"

"I like you, I don't see any issue with your body."

It did feel a little ridiculous to think the avatar of gluttony would be bothered by your size but you still couldn't help but feel worried

He suddenly picked you up, kissing your cheek

"I can hold you in my arms just fine, your size will never stop me from liking you, I think you're beautiful."

Belphegor:

He was laying on your thigh's, watching a video comp of people falling over and getting hurt

"Should I loose weight?"

His phone was suddenly dropped on his stomach, staring up at with you surprise

"Why do you ask? Besides, it's not my decision to make - it's your body."

"yeah but wouldn't you prefer it if I was, ya know, thinner?"

He looked at you as if you just said something stupid

Adjusting his position snuggled against your thigh's

"Why would I prefer that? You wouldn't be as comfy."

"is that all you care about? If I'm comfy? Would you be upset if I did lose weight?"

"No, because I love cuddling you so I don't care about your size but I like you the way you are."

"it can't be that simple, there's no way you just like me when I look like this."

"I'm not sure why you're thinking of it like it's complicated maths, I like you- no I love you and very happy with the way you are."

You wanted to argue, trying to find a way to figure out how he's wrong

But you couldn't

"You're my favourite person in this house - don't tell Beel - I wouldn't trade you for the world."

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Welcome to the Nightmare Game II - CH46

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Chapter 46: Star Death Reality Show (XXIX)

All of the blood in Qi Leren’s body had solidified, and every cell was screaming silently, "No, don't, don't be it"! But this useless prayer could not help their current dangerous situation.

The sound from the vent became clearer and clearer, and it came out through the metal shutters. Qi Leren suddenly woke up from the stiffness that was like being thrown into a freezer, pointed to the door, and shouted, "Open the door! Fast!"

Dr. Lu was closest to the door, and rushed to open it. As a result, as soon as he raised his leg, his left foot stumbled over his right foot, and he fell hard on his face. Du Yue reacted quickly and rushed to the door to unlock it urgently. However, Leviathan had opened the metal shutter in the vent, and its tentacles wrapped in tinfoil stretched out from the black tunnel.

Qi Leren fired three shots at the tentacles. Two shots missed and one shot hit, but like last time, with an ordinary gun’s offensive power, it was impossible to break through the octopus’s shell.

The monster fell down from above like a pool of mud and expanded to a size larger than before. Its mass had exceeded that of a human, and after it fell, those branching tentacles spread across the ground like dead roots, motionless.

Qi Leren retreated slowly, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the door. Dr. Lu was struggling to get up from the ground while Du Yue was sweating as he struggled to unlock the door, because it had been Qi Leren who had locked the door just now, and Du Yue was unfamiliar with this type of lock.

No, I can't get out yet. I have to stall for time... But it would be difficult to stall by fighting. The best way is...

Qi Leren shouted: "Du Yue, use your skill!"

By the time the two rookies reacted, Qi Leren had been chased by the octopus and didn’t hesitate to jump into the vent!

"Stop, don’t move! There’s a kind of charge up!" Du Yue quickly launched this bug-like skill card [Protagonist Halo]!

[Protagonist Halo: When you use this skill card, you instantly become the center of attention, the protagonist of the story, and the fearless saviour! You, with the frightening aura of a king, can easily move people’s hearts, but you can always keep your last breath when you are beaten by a powerful enemy, because the enemy can’t help but explain his motives and modus operandi to you (although there may not be enough time). This skill lasts for one minute, with a cooldown time of three hours. During the start of the skill, persuasiveness increases by 20% and some people’s IQ decreases by 20%. You will not die if attacked. After all, you are the protagonist of this one minute.]

With He Yi’s brain, Leviathan was like any boss who had been faced with the lead character. It had forgotten who it was, where it was, and what it was going to do. It just stood there and listened to this guy who was 1.9 meters tall and 18 years old and could barely act as the teen protagonist. He shouted at it with a cracking voice, and sincerely advised it to abide by human laws and surrender itself quickly.

Ah, there was an invisible and intangible mysterious aura on this human being, which made everyone who saw him believe that this was the legendary protagonist! Although it was very angry, it still had to listen to the protagonist's words!

If it wasn't for its lack of vocal cords, it would probably explain its criminal motives and criminal record. Qi Leren took this opportunity to rush to the door, grabbing Dr. Lu with one hand and unlocking it nervously with the other.

This lock should be like this, wrong, so like this, wrong, how is it unlocked?

Under the Protagonist Halo, Qi Leren, whose IQ had plummeted by 20%, went crazy. It took half a minute to unlock the door and kick Dr. Lu out: "Run!"

Dr. Lu clutched his kicked ass and ran away in three steps.

The most delicious one had escaped the danger. Now there were less than 20 seconds left. Qi Leren shouldered the rocket launcher up off the ground and grabbed Du Yue to drag him out. Watching the "protagonist" run away, the monster finally woke up from the unexplained state of wonder, and the huge mouthparts hidden beneath its tentacles let out a sharp cry, rushing to catch up!

This speed was too fast! Qi Leren kicked Du Yue out with another foot, braced himself against the door, and aimed the rocket launcher at Leviathan, but it was too late. The monster had already jumped in front of him, and its tentacles suddenly stretched. He was dragged to the ground by his feet!

As soon as Qi Leren's hands loosened, the rocket launcher on his shoulder immediately smashed down and landed on his instep, causing a tingle of pain, and his left arm was swallowed by Leviathan's sharp-toothed maw!

"Qianbei!" Du Yue cried, looking back to pull Qi Leren out.

At this time, it was too late to save, and even if he loaded the file, he couldn't go back to the time before his left hand was injured. However, Qi Leren still saved. He felt the pain as if his arm was stuck in a meat grinder, everything below his elbow being ground by countless tiny teeth.

But this was also an opportunity. Qi Leren, who almost fainted in pain, used his quick wits, and a miniature bomb from his item bar appeared directly in his left hand—that is, in the belly of the octopus. Only six minutes were left before his privacy time ran out!

This explosion was even more devastating because it happened directly in Leviathan's body! This terrible explosion made the inside of its body turn inside out, and the brain hidden in it was more fragile than any internal organs. After the explosion, the human brain was useless.

Qi Leren's situation was not much better. The heat and impact of the explosion came out of Leviathan's mouthparts towards him, slamming him against the wall and breaking his neck. He died on the spot and was resurrected at the save point.

Du Yue, who witnessed the death of his senior, was still dumbfounded. Qi Leren had already judged the current situation—he couldn't continue to play! To say nothing of his left hand that was basically wasted, he would die in a few minutes if he didn’t stop the bleeding. Leviathan, though badly hurt, obviously did not lose its fighting power, and even became more violent!

At the moment when Qi Leren resurrected, it had already become like a giant spinning top, spinning wildly on the ground and rushing towards them!

Qi Leren, who suffered from the pain, relied entirely on willpower and kicked Du Yue out the door with one foot. After he slipped out of the door, he threw it closed. The sound of heavy objects hitting the door sounded behind him. Leviathan's bloated and heavy body hit the door directly, but it didn't open the door.

Because its brain had been destroyed in the explosion just now.

One destroyed hand, but he lowered the enemy’s IQ. This round was not a loss!

Damn, you shouldn't have forgotten to shoot He Yi's head before, otherwise, how could you play so badly?!

Because of the severe pain from the intense trauma just now, Qi Leren's right hand covered the elbow of his left arm. The part below the elbow has landed in Leviathan's stomach. The blood was spraying out like a broken faucet, reaching half a metre away. The ground was as horrible as a murder scene!

Du Yue looked at Qi Leren at a loss: "Qianbei, your hand is gone! What should we do! It's bleeding!"

Qi Leren glanced at his privacy time of only five minutes. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake. If he passed out now, with Du Yue's rookie first aid knowledge, he might really fall to the fate of bleeding to death. At this crucial moment, I have to rely on myself. Qi Leren took out the first-aid supplies that Chen Baiqi had once enthusiastically recommended from his item bar, and gritted his teeth: "Help me hold it."

Du Yue held his arm and listened to the thumping sound behind him. He helped Qi Leren to tie the rubber hose with trepidation. Qi Leren pulled hard and tied it around the middle position of his upper arm. The wound finally stopped bleeding crazily, but it still couldn't be stopped altogether.

Qi Leren remembered that Chen Baiqi had once said that if no measures were taken within three minutes, this kind of limb injury was basically equivalent to signing a death certificate. If there is no teammate who can treat it, take a soldering iron or flamethrower and burn it against the wound. Only when the blood vessels cauterize to necrosis would it stop the massive bleeding.

"Go, Dr. Lu certainly didn't go far, and time is running out," Qi Leren said, suffering from dizziness and severe pain, and hurried in the direction Dr. Lu had run away. Along the way, he was still thinking. He had had a fight with the big boss, and was injured and dying. He also ran away with the protagonist. It was like a life mentor of the leading role who was going to croak.

Bah, it's so unlucky!

Before running far, Qi Leren heard Dr. Lu’s voice: "You ran too far!"

Qi Leren and Du Yue stopped, looked intently, and Dr. Lu, who had opened the [Free WIFI] skill card, was squatted in the corner without any presence, shouting at them. Looking at Qi Leren's injury, he was shocked: "What's wrong with you, don't move, don't move, I'll give you quick first aid! Oh come on, this injury is too heavy!"

"There’s still four minutes left," Qi Leren reported the time, in too much pain to speak.

Dr. Lu immediately used "Doctor’s Orders". In the milky light, the continuously bleeding wound miraculously stopped. Although the amputated limb could not grow back, the wound healed quickly and new skin covered it. It was completely healed.

Dr. Lu was also shocked: "This effect is too good... Am I so powerful? Am I really a genius nurse?"

Du Yue said faintly on the side: "You’ve never had such a good effect in treating my injuries..."

"No, no, no, this must be because your IQ is not enough to affect the performance of 'Doctor’s Orders'. The skill card says that the more impressive the patient is, the better!" Dr. Lu said convincingly.

"But your treatment for others isn’t this good," Du Yue refused to accept it and refused to admit it was an IQ problem.

"Right, why is that?" Dr. Lu was also confused.

Just then, the pain that made him feel close to blacking out finally faded away. Qi Leren untied the rubber hose which left a bruise on his arm. He stared at the healed amputated limb on his elbow for more than ten seconds, and then he came back from the state of high tension just now.

Although he had died before, thanks to S/L Data, he has always completed the tasks with intact hands and feet every time, and this was the first time that he has lost a hand directly. He thought he would be disgracefully frightened, but because of these two rookies, he looked much calmer.

"Don't worry, there are people in the Twilight Township who can do limb regeneration. I know them. If you go back and pay a few survival days, you can grow it back." When Dr. Lu saw Qi Leren staring at the amputated hand, he thought he was sad, so he comforted him.

"Is it expensive?" As a poor player who has consumed a lot of survival days in the process of competing with Su He, this was what Qi Leren is most concerned about.

"It's okay, I remember it was just over a hundred days," Dr. Lu said.

Qi Leren, who had only seventeen days to live, didn't want to speak.

Du Yue was not rich either. He said gloomily, "That’s a lot, I only have thirty days..."

There was no harm without comparison, and Qi Leren suddenly felt that he was impoverished...

"It’s nothing, if you don’t have enough, I’ll pay for you. I usually charge for treating others. Healers are quite scarce, so I’ve earned a lot. Right now I have about two hundred survival days!" Dr. Lu said generously.

More than two hundred days… More than two hundred days… More than two hundred days…

Du Yue would be silent when hearing this number, and Qi Leren would cry when hearing it.

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Editor’s Notes: For anyone (me) who has forgotten the exact details, here’s the description for Doctor’s Orders:

[Doctor’s Orders] (Non-Binding Skill Card): The ability to work miracles comes with a price – a price for your patients. There will be no mercy given to those who do not deserve. Allows the holder to heal all who meet the following requirements: attractive, not a Virgo and an IQ over 100. The number of requirements met will determine the effectiveness of the treatment. Skill cooldown: 2 hours. (translated by Sigma)

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Fatter Exchange Student: Chapter 7

This is a community story with each chapter authored by a different writer in the gaining community. This chapter is penned by Feeder86.

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Bleecker stood in the middle of the changing rooms feeling more powerful than he ever had in his entire life. Tonight’s training had been mostly tackling skills and he had gone all out. One guy stood to the side, rotating his aching shoulder, whilst another was stretching out his heavily bruised thigh; both of them having taken a huge blow from Bleecker out on the field.

“You alright, guys?” he asked; a sadistic grin wanting to spread across his face.

He might not be able to keep up with these guys when running, but with his added weight, he could throw them around like twigs.

In return, Bleecker received displeased frowns, making him chuckle a little to himself. He shrugged his shoulders, as if he were oblivious as to why they were so moody with him. He lifted off his sweat-drenched rugby shirt and caught the many little glances from one guy to the next, as they all took in the size of his uncovered, monstrously swollen stomach. It was getting bigger every week, and every one of them could see it. His chest was massive and muscular; stronger than he had ever been in his life. Yet he had grown a genuinely huge gut, fat-filled and bloated; creating a distinctive, ball-like appearance under his shirts.

Bleecker lived for these displays, willing everyone to look at his body and see how big he was growing. He pulled down his shorts and then his underwear, completely comfortable with his own nudity; enjoying making an exhibition of himself. And why not? He was the largest man on this team by almost one hundred pounds. He strutted to the showers, throwing his arms out that little bit more, to really emphasise the point. If this team was going to have an alpha male, he had no doubt that it would be him.

“Oh, you’re back!” smiled Sebastian, as Bleecker strutted in through the door that evening. “How was training?”

“Awesome!” Bleecker smirked, throwing his bag on the floor and heading straight to the refrigerator for his full-fat milk.

He lifted the gallon-sized container and began chugging it down, feeling his stomach bloat and swell. He swallowed and swallowed, trying to take as much as he could in one go. Then, with less than half remaining, he paused, lowering the milk and giving off a tremendous, roaring burp. Upon hearing it, Sebastian laughed and nodded in approval.

“That was a noisy one!” he smiled. “Someone was thirsty after rugby training, huh? I’ve never seen anyone take down as much milk as you can!”

Bleecker smirked confidently. Words could not describe how much he loved people commenting on his massive appetite and capacity. He could feel his crotch stirring almost instantly. But he loved it even more when it was Sebastian doing the commenting. Over the last few months that he had lived here, the handsome Greek boy had puffed up like a blowfish. That conventionally attractive Mediterranean body had altered beyond all recognition. The guy’s hips had packed on the blubber, ruining the previously slender butt and developing love handles that seemed to peek out of his shirts, no matter what he wore.

His face was soft and flabby looking, with massive fat-filled cheeks taking away his cheekbones, and a new double chin, masking what was otherwise a very handsome jawline. Sebastian’s chest now resembled two mounds of blubber, with pointed and almost sagging nipples straining against the material of his shirts. But below that was the best of all; a full and round pot belly that seemed to be swelling each and every day.

He wondered what Sebastian’s friends and family would say back at home. Would they be shocked and disappointed with him? Would they point the finger of blame at his new chubby boyfriend? Or, even better, would they accuse his monstrously-sized housemate for helping him to pick up bad eating habits? Damn! Even this thought was getting him hard!

Things were finally starting to return to normal between the pair of them after that rather awkward kiss. He didn’t know what had caused him to lose himself like that. Sebastian had tried to talk to him about it a few times afterwards, but Bleecker had shrugged him off; making a joke about being overly tired and a little hungover that morning. Felix had been around the apartment more and more over the last few weeks and hadn’t had it out with him for hitting on his boyfriend. There could be only one reason for that, Bleecker concluded; Sebastian hadn’t told him.

“Is Felix coming over tonight?” Bleecker asked.

“Not tonight,” Sebastian replied, shaking his head. “He has an assignment due tomorrow, so he’s working on that.”

Bleecker nodded, feeling both pleased and disappointed. It was nice to have Sebastian to himself, but he also loved seeing chubby Felix about the place. The thought of him and Sebastian having sex in the room next to him made him even more aroused than usual. He imagined their overfed chubby bodies touching each other, admiring their shapes and fresh fat. Not only that, but Felix seemed to be highly skilled at getting Sebastian to eat even more than usual, with the pair of them having incredibly greedy appetites; real, genuine gluttony that was only surpassed by his own. That was why both of them seemed to be packing on the fat at an ever increasing pace. Their clothes fitted awkwardly around their new flesh, unflatteringly hugging love-handles, back fat and moobs. Bleecker began to wonder what would become of them both if they both carried on this path; but that thought aroused him even more.

“Never mind,” Bleecker sighed. “I hope he gets it finished tonight.”

“I was going to order some pizza, if you wanted to join me?” Sebastian suddenly asked, as Bleecker began to walk away. His voice had a strange pleading tone to it, as if he were suddenly desperate to keep Bleecker from heading into his bedroom for the night.

Still clutching his gallon of milk and his stomach stubbornly full from the take-out he’d picked up on the way home, Bleecker hadn’t really intended to eat anything else tonight. But he’d made a promise to himself to never say no to food. How else was he going to keep upping his size and knocking those guys down on his team like bowling pins?  

“Sure,” he nodded nonchalantly. “I’m always up for some pizza.”

An hour later, Bleecker sat, puffing like a whale in the lounge. If there was one downside to all this extra weight, it was these damned humid nights where he simply couldn’t cool down. Before the pizzas had arrived, he’d taken himself for a cold shower and now sat there on the couch in only his underwear, still feeling the creeping sweat spread across his large body. He packed two pizzas into his stomach, feeling its heat firing up the furnace of his gut, and he took massive swigs of his milk, until even that had gone. It was so freaking hot tonight, he complained bitterly within his own head.

“Finished already?” asked Sebastian from the other chair.

“Yeah,” nodded Bleecker, feeling the stretch of his own stomach and noting with pride that Sebastian was over half way through his own second pizza. The guy’s appetite had really come along since he’d been here.

“Try stacking the slices on top of each other when you eat. It helps you to get it down faster,” he advised the chubby boy, like a professional. “Is yours the extra-cheese option?” he asked, taking a peek, and feeling surprised to feel his mouth watering at the sight and smell of it.

“Yeah, double cheese and the four meat feast pizza,” Sebastian nodded, sighing and slapping his round, fat little belly.

Bleecker chuckled and smirked. He could remember the time when he too would have found eating all that difficult.

“Good man,” he nodded, wishing that the guy would take his shirt off so that he could see how round and bloated all this would be making his stomach.

He wanted to get up and get some ice cream, but he felt too aroused. Going in just his underwear had seemed like a good idea at the time, but now he felt completely trapped; unless he didn’t mind Sebastian seeing what all of this eating was doing for his crotch.

“Come on, Sebastian!” he coaxed from the sofa, as the chubby guy continued to try and push it down. “There aren’t many American guys who could eat all that, but I know you can do it!”

Smiling, Sebastian stacked his remaining slices and pushed them down. Bleecker could see that his roommate was uncomfortably full. Each chew was an effort and every swallow an unbelievable achievement. He knew Sebastian’s pain, for he too had trained his body to take these massive quantities. He was still training though, every day becoming a little bit greedier.

“That was pretty good!” Bleecker nodded from the couch, his huge arms spread across the back of the cushions. This was the only place he would sit in the lounge these days; right in the middle of the sofa, as if he was training himself to fill the large space. “You’ve eaten almost as much as me!”

Sebastian seemed delighted by the observation. “I’ll be big enough to play rugby like you, if I carry on eating like this!”

Bleecker burst out laughing, assuming that Sebastian was joking. “You’re serious?” he questioned apologetically, when he realised that he wasn’t. “Rugby?”

“Well, you like rugby, and Felix used to play in high school. But I thought you needed a bit of weight on you to play the game?” Sebastian asked innocently.

“That really depends on your position,” Bleecker considered. He looked at Sebastian’s body, wondering how well he could get around a field; not very well, was his guess. “Stand up,” he ordered curiously. “I want to have a look at you.”

Sebastian smiled and did as he was told; taking his shirt off at the same time. He stood there and tensed his relatively small muscles, concealed well under the mounting layers of blubber.

“Well, you’ve got potential,” Bleecker nodded, trying to hide his arousal.

With Sebastian’s shirt off, he could see every inch of fresh fat: the love handles, the nipples, the stretch marks decorating the skin surrounding his deep belly button. Not only that, but without a shirt on, Bleecker could see just how thick, wide and protrusive Sebastian’s butt had grown, above his flabby unconditioned thighs. He beckoned Sebastian closer and lifted the fattened exchange student’s arms up so that he could inspect his body even more. Damn! Look at those love handles!

“So, I have potential, huh?” Sebastian asked, almost flirtatiously.

Bleecker couldn’t resist; he’d tried for so long. He placed a hand on Sebastian’s butt and another on the furthest expanse of the boy’s tight belly; just marvelling at his new, blubbery thickness. This was what he wanted. This was what he was going to have. All this fat that hadn’t been there a few months ago; and who could tell how big he’d be getting within another few months?

“Not for rugby. Not a chance!” he clarified to Sebastian, unable to resist giving a little shake with his strong hands, making the fat ripple through the boy’s middle. “But you definitely have potential, nonetheless…”

“Am I too fat for rugby?” Sebastian asked, clearly aroused and seemingly desperate for Bleecker to agree with him.

He placed his hand over Bleecker’s fingers, that were resting on his gut, and then made them pinch around his new, lardy stomach fat.

“Am I too fat, Bleecker?” he asked, more seriously and flirtatious than ever.

Bleecker’s arousal was spiking beyond belief. Here he was holding one of the guys he had been flirting with for so long. This chub was saying all the right things and hitting each one of his kinks.

“Not yet…” Bleecker replied confidently, surprised at how bold he felt, even without a few beers down him tonight.

Then he squeezed Sebastien’s large, buttery glute and shook it, admiring just how soft and pliable it was getting.

“But… I can make you too fat, if you want?” he grinned, suddenly taking his hand away from Sebastian’s oversized butt so that he could rub his own, massive ball-gut. “I can make all three of us far, far too fat!”

Sebastian looked curiously at Bleecker. “All three of us?” he asked in confusion.

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[gainingexjock]

THE OBESE BROTHERS

Charles was a young babysitter and cared for the elderly for extra money. He was 18 and had never had a long term caring job, that was until today.

He had put an AD out in the local newspaper hoping someone would reply, to his pleasure he got one. It was a mother hoping for a carer that could look after her two teenage boys, one 18 and one 19. Charles presumed they had a disability or she was just a very overprotective mother and that’s why they had a carer at that age.

A week later

It was his first day caring for the two boys and he pulled his car up to the gates of the house. It was a very large house clearly with some other members of staff like gardeners, a chef and cleaners.

“Welcome you must be Charles” a voice came from behind him as he got out the car

“ I am Heidi”

“Hey, nice to meet u, u can call me Charlie btw”

“Okay Charlie, thank you for accepting the job request so quickly. It’s just I work a lot and really need someone full time to look after my special boys”

“No worries, I am so happy to have got the job”

“That’s good, now let me bring you inside and you can meet billy and Harry”

Heidi led Charlie through the large house and up the stairs to the second floor. They past two rooms that looked very much like teenage boys rooms with football posters on the walls and various other things lying around the rooms.

“These were the boys rooms, they outgrew them though and needed somewhere more suited for their specific needs” Heidi told Charlie

She took him further until they reached the end of the corridor and two large double doors

“Please don’t be too shocked, my boys will be embarrassed and I wouldn’t want that”

She opened the doors and the smell of bo and food hit me, someone clearly had been living in these rooms for months maybe years. Around the corner of the room I saw two large steel framed beds, on both of them lay completely naked two very very fat boys.

Backstory ( both billy and Harry used to be high school jocks, playing football and various other activities. After they both suffered a accident in football that left them unable to walk for 3 months they began to gain weight, Heidi kept them in their rooms in fear they would hurt themselves. She told the chefs to cook for them and make them whatever they wanted, and so both the boys appetites and bodie grew massively. Until a point they only played video games and ate, they dropped out of school because their mother feared bullying and so became morbidly obese)

Heidi walked over to her boys rubbing Harry’s belly

“ say hello boys, this is Charlie. He will be your carer and provide you with anything u need”

Both of them tried to look over “ hey Charlie” they said

I was still in shock as I looked at the two boys, but I remembered what Heidi said

“Hey guys, I hope we can become good freinds and u guys will feel comfortable with me working here”

Harry was the older one of the two and must have weighed around 450 pounds, he had blonde hair and was clearly very attractive in his early days. He was very rounded in shape having a huge belly that hang to his knees and huge moobs that hang to each side.

Billy was younger but was a lot fatter, he had brown curly hair and he must be almost 550 pounds and had the biggest bum Charlie had ever seen. It pushed out each side of his body and his thighs where so large that you couldn’t see his penis for it was completely covered.

“I shall leave you boys to chat and I am going away for a few weeks for work”

Heidi left the room and the boys, she also left instructions with the chefs to feed billy and Harry as much as they wanted while also feeding Charlie whatever he desired.

Charlie got to know the boys and after a few days of working there he was very comfortable around them, both were almost immobile and too lazy to move from their beds. So Charlie had to wash them there, he spent a good hour washing both of them each day then adding lotion to their skin. He also got chatting to the boys and found that their mother Heidi was one of the reasons they had gained so much weight, in fact she almost encouraged them to gain as much as they desired.

Heidi’s work trip got extended and so she was away for several months. As Charlie was spending so much time with the boys he found their habits were beginning to lay off on him. When he had finished his duties he would lay on a third bed between them both and just gorge on food the chefs brought them and played video games. He also began sleeping in the same room as them both. As teenage boys who had been obese for several years now neither of them had had any girlfriends or boyfriends. And so Charlie began to notice that the boys wanted him to pleasure them at night. He would search around in their mounds of fat to find their penis and would then push against it rubbing against their fat in order to get them off.

Charlie had began to gain weight, he was never thin and had arrived at around 250 pounds but by the time Heidi got back from her buisness trip he was almost 350. Both boys had gained massively as well becoming even fatter than they had been. He was sure they added something to the food that made you gain more weight

“My boys” Heidi cried, running into the bedroom giving them both a big hug and climbing on top of their huge bellies

“ hey Charlie how have u been”

“Good thank u”

“ I see my boys have been helping u fill out” she sound poking my stomach

“Well I shall leave u boys till later, but I have made the chefs out on a special treat for u tonight”

Later that evening the chefs arrived through the doors of the bedroom, pushing huge carts of food. It was a buffet of every type of food imaginable and all three boys where waited on and fed for hours until every scrap was gone.

Charlie lay there, more bloated than he had ever been. His Calvin Klein underwear stretched to its limit and cutting in to his now much larger stomach and thighs. He pulled the briefs down to ease the discomfort

“Charlie come here my stomach hurts, and my briefs are too tight” billy cried

Charlie took three attempts to roll over to billy as he tried to remove his specially made underwear. Billy was right it was far too tight and was cutting deep into the mounds of flesh and fat

“It hurts Charlie” billy cried again

Charlie pulled against the briefs, as he did he heard the ripping sound as they released billy’s body. His thighs rippled and wobbled continuesly almost knocking Charlie to the floor

“Is that better ?” Charlie asked

“Much thank you” billy responded

“Your are looking quite big Charlie” Harry said from the other side of the beds

“Have u gained any weight ?”

“I don’t know” Charlie responded

“Jump on the scales over there Charlie I wanna know how big you have gotten”

Charlie heaved himself up, suddenly remembering that he too was completely naked and not being fat enough for his penis to be hidden he found himself exposed in front of the boys. He tried not to think about it as he wobbled over to the scales, he stepped on and waited till he heard the ping. He tried to look down but found his belly to be hiding his view, he leaned forward some more just enough to see the scales read 425 pounds.

WHAT !! HE WAS HUGE

“ how have i gotten so big” he shouted

“It must have been that feast the chefs made, mum often puts her special weight gain powder in our food to help us grow. But it must have had a extra special affect on you Charlie” billy explained

“How much did we gain” Harry asked

Charlie went round to the scale by the side of Harry’s bed, it read 750 !

“Omg u r 750 pounds !”

“Yesss, that’s brilliant Harry” billy shouted

“I am so pleased, mummy is really helping me gain that weight I wanted” said Harry excitedly

“Wait you want to gain this weight?” Asked Charlie

“Ofc we do silly, how else do you think we got this big. After our football accident we got lazy and started gaining weight, we found that we actually loved it and so mum helped us” explained billy

“Yeh and you are looking pretty good charlie, maybe you should gain like us” Harry said

A feeling of pleasure went through Charlie’s body, he never thought that the idea of him becoming so obese like Harry and billy would please him so much

“I mean I guess I could”

“Great, but first come read my scale” billy said boastly

Charlie walked round to read the scale

“900 pounds !! You are 18 and weigh 900 pounds ! That must be a record”

“I hope so haha” shouted billy

Harry ring the bell by the side of his bed, Heidi came running in a few moments later

“What is it my love’s, r u hungry ?? Wait what is going on”

Charlie remembered that he was stood there naked in front of her with Billy’s ripped underwear laying on the floor

“We have some good news mummy, Charlie wants to be fat and greedy like us! He wants to be fed just like us”Harry said

“Oh that’s brilliant news, get in your bed Charlie I don’t want u burning calories. I shall call for the chefs to make you all a midnight snack at once”

She ran out the room as Charlie climbed onto the bed and fell onto the sheets exhausted from all that just happened. Billy and Harry called for assistance to move their monstrous bodies closer to Charlie. The chefs walk in to a wonderful sight, three fat boys laying side by side enjoying their lust for food and all rubbing each other’s full belly’s as they ate

TWO MONTHS LATER

It had taken a while for Heidi to find a new carer for her boys, but this one had his work cut out as he walked into the room to see three obese boys laying naked with their rolls and rolls of fat on show on steel enforced beds. The new carer had to clean each of them, pushing through their rolls to clean their skin and clean up after the inevitable consequences of eating that much food. But the three boys each pleasured each other to the best of their ability at such huge sizes, and they continued to grow with the support of their mum

#getting fatter #weight gain story #fat #bhm #male feedee #obese #fat kink #gay boys #hungry

[iliansarigo]

Playing golden sun the lost age

Coming back to the gameboy advance and playing a video game which is a direct sequel to one I played so long ago I barely remember and didn’t even finish... That series being one many of my siblings no doubt have extensive fond memories and feelings about... Well, it’s weird. On one hand, I wish I could have played this when I was little so the soundtrack could have that thrum of nostalgia tales of symphonia’s soundtrack does, because I do really like the soundtrack but not as much as I like that game’s and I wonder if the familiarity would have changed that.  On the other hand... yeah no. I would have gotten lost over and over again and I did not like games where I had to wander around getting nothing done for forever. I still don’t, it’s just that this game is easy enough now that I mostly go in the right direction the first or second time.  But can I just mention, when I go in the wrong direction it takes a LONG time to get back to the right place? The world map is HUGE, with extensive amounts of long dead ends and random battles to extend the time it takes to travel. The dungeons are chonky. Also with lots of random battles.  But well, the music is really good and you can save anywhere. That kind of offsets the size of everything Seriously for me good music goes a LONG way in endearing me to a place in a game, even if that place is an annoying dungeon or sprawling worldmap. And the puzzles, while some of them involve more going back and forth than I like, have me going ‘that’s so innovative’ which is the best feeling for something that was released in 2002. I was originally thinking playing this that I might be unhappy it lacked the kind of character focus I liked in games, but some of my favorite games growing up were zelda oracle of seasons and ages. In those I also liked the puzzles, ost, and art. Yeah you might question how I was that endeared to the art in a gameboy game but IT’S PRETTY OKAY The way these stories are happening in the villages and they feel like such real places, the way the art looks so stylish and atmospheric and some of the animations so satisfying, the soundtrack, the extensive world, the interesting magic system and worldbuilding, THE FRICKEN SOUND EFFECTS, there are just so many things to admire about it, even if I don’t have the time to actually understand the battle system or plot or worldbuilding or characters. There’s just a way some of these old JRPGs feel... fleshed out? chonky? polished? It really feels like stepping into another world.  I know complaining about people complaining is annoying, but I can’t imagine how people complain about old games’ graphics unless they are actually misshapen. I have a problem with a lot of newer games and semi newer games’ choice of head to body ratios or other parts of the character models and enviorments. but in general I’d say based on the lets plays I pick up once in a blue moon, and on the handful of newer switch games I played a year or two ago, if I were getting and playing newer games more often I’d be excited about a lot of them. and also continually let down by new entries to once personally beloved franchises. I just keep seeing things like bloated 3D spirtes, weird character designs, unappealing menu and text designs, stifling maps, and so on, that nobody else seems to mind but really get to me.  On that other hand I hear soundtracks that get me really hyped even if the game fails to capture me, fall in love with characters or art, enjoy the voice acting, appreciate some new thing they did with gameplay. And I think if I look there will always continue to be new games that are just really to my tastes in most ways, giving me that satisfied feeling. 

#golden sun #golden sun the lost age #the lost age #video games #old video game

[chibi-honey-cake]

3. Switch [Voretober 2020]

Male OC x Male OC Vore

Contains: Soft Vore, Safe Vore, Same Size Vore, Male Pred, Male Prey, Willing Prey Word Count: 1.1K

Don relaxed on the couch, warm and content. It was a slow, quiet day and everything was sorted, he could relax without worry. And nothing was more relaxing than spending his entire day with his boyfriend. He stretched softly across the couch, hearing a chime on his game.

He lifted the console in his hands, propping it up in front of him. The tiny figure representing himself appeared out of the airport, a wide smile breaking on Don's face as he noticed his boyfriend Nick's character running up from the distance. They waved happily to each other, running in gleeful circles before setting out together. Nick showed Don around his little island, pointing out the scenery with cheerful gestures and blurbs in the chat function. Don chimed in with his own comments, admiring just how much had changed in the last week since he'd seen Nick's island.

It was wonderful to be able to spend time like this, arranging and decorating to amuse or impress the other. It made the gap between them bearable. Don chuckled as he looked over what looked like a cage around another villager's house, making his character laugh in his stead. Nick joined him in laughter before they departed for the coast, taking out their fishing rods to relax with some fishing together.

Don smiled, letting his eyes drift closed as he held his console against his chest. This was the life... He stretched again, getting comfortable on the couch as he drifted slightly. Warmth and fullness were making him yearn for a nap, but he didn't want to stop playing. Maybe just closing his eyes for a moment wouldn't be so bad... Nick wouldn't notice, would he?

It was either a short minute or a long second later as Don was startled away by a prodding on his inner walls. Don snorted as he shook himself to wakefulness, humming as he brought himself to awareness. "Don't tell me you're already trying to fall asleep," Nick's soft voice commented from inside, another prodding pushing at his tummy.

"N-No," Don denied with a stutter, reaching up to hold his bloated belly with one arm. He felt Nick shift inside, a low gurgle following the movement.

"Yeah, sure," Nick replied sarcastically, "Every time after you eat, you get sleepy! You said you could power through it!"

Don opened his mouth to reply then closed it, his cheeks flushed awkwardly. His 'food comas' were a huge inside joke between them; Don was rather notorious when it came to napping after meals. Especially if that meal happened to be his boyfriend. Don lowered his video game, reaching out with both hands to smooth his palms over his round stomach bashfully. "Okay, maybe not," Don admitted quietly.

Nick giggled inside, his own hands rubbing from the inside. Don purred, enjoying the soft sensations. "You're so easy to fluster," he cooed from inside, "Tell you what. Our islands are a little too relaxing, you'll just fall asleep." The walls shifted around the other man as he picked up his console once more. "How about something competitive, like kart racing? That'll keep you awake."

Don huffed, patting his belly before he lifted his game as well. "Maybe," he agreed sheepishly, "Actually, what about a few rounds of fighting? That'll wake me up, I think..."

"Depends. Are you gonna get upset when I win?"

Don frowned at the audible grin in Nick's voice, pressing a hand into his full belly with a shove. Nick yelped with a slosh inside, giggling childishly as Don huffed. "You're a sore winner," Don replied.

"And you're a sore loser," the other replied just as fast, "After all, it's the most common reason I end up in here. You lose and get frustrated then oops, there goes your boyfriend into your tummy!"

Don rolled his eyes, hating that Nick could read him so easily. Maybe he should lay off on the frustration-eating. He lowered his game again, rubbing his gurgling tum. He pushed his shirt up out of the way to reach more of the taut skin. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that," he admitted softly, "It's just that you boast and taunt and I- I just want to take you down a peg or two when you do that...!"

"Why do you think I do that?" Nick answered with amusement in his tone.

Don paused, his mind sluggishly putting the pieces together. Wait- Nick did that on purpose? Was- Was he trying to goad Don into swallowing him down all those times? Now that he thought about it, it had seemed rather deliberate and unusually out of character for the sweet man. Don just thought that he was competitive with only him for some reason. Why had he never noticed that before?!

Nick laughed again, reading Don's pause as realization. "Did you never really notice?" he teased with a few more gentle prod's at the stomach walls around him, "I'm only ever competitive with you because I know having a full belly makes you feel better most of the time. And if I tried to tell you to eat me as vengeance, you would pout and say no."

Don stayed silent, mulling it over in his head still. So rather than ask, Nick taunted him into eating him...? Don flushed brightly, feeling more than a little bit exploited. It had been so easy for his own predacious tendencies to be manipulated against him, so much so that he'd been tricked into eating Nick several times. "...I'm not sure whether to be upset... or impressed," Don muttered, drumming his fingers on his swollen stomach.

"Take it as a compliment," Nick soothed his belly with a few more pats from inside, "I do enjoy spending time with you like this, cuddled up in your tum. It's the closest we can be and I love it." He gave the soft wall next to his cheek a gentle kiss, smiling as Don hummed in appreciation. "How about, I be a bit more open with when I notice you getting upset?" Nick compromised.

Don sighed, picking up his video game finally. "Alright. We'll discuss it later," he murmured, secretly preening over the compliments. He saved his game and popped the game card out, switching it out for the fighting game. "But I call dibs on the new fighter."

"No fair-" Nick started before another soft growl inside interrupted him. He let out a soft breath. "Fine, but be prepared for a mirror match."

Don chuckled, shaking his head. Yeah, a nice day with his boyfriend inside was the best way to spend their off days.

#voretober #voretober 2020 #chibi writes a thing #v.ore #soft vore #safe vore #extreme cuddling #same size vore #male pred #male prey #willing prey #gamer vore~ #3 guesses what 'Switch' stands for in this context

[saddersqaz]

My ED Tips For Plus Size

🍯 Starting Weights 🍯

I’ll start out with saying that I’m prorecovery for any of you beautiful babes. Everyone deserves wellness and care.

However, I also see a lot of tips and for someone with a higher weight starting out, many of the tips I found didn’t work out for me personally. Here’s my own:

First off, the first three days from starting/binging will always feel like hell. I’ve seen a few people say this is for any starting weight but as someone completely dependent on food, it was rough rough rough. Plan carefully and space food throughout the day.

As someone with a family who loves food and notices how much I ate, it’ll be hard to not get questions. You can either say you’re on a diet or go to the kitchen, make you food and hide/throw it away. It’s fairly hard for them to notice as long as you make it look decent.

Activities always helped me. Anything to pass the time. Seeing friends, gaming, reading, walking, etc.

I actually noticed if you eat 3-5 days straight on a very strict, small cal diet (500-900) then eat 1-2 days with a healthier amount, you’ll lose weight a lot faster. I think it helps metabolism or something.

If you have money, you always buy a ton of energy drinks like monsters or drinks in general. Diet Coke might make you bloat but usually I don’t.

Again, if you have money, buy a smaller sized tshirt and work your way into that. One day that shirt could fit or even be big!

I used to watch a bunch of weight television shows and it used to actually scare me so there’s that.

Keeping a diary app and fitness app does wonders. I usually get apps with locks because then, people can’t really question. I’d also put body check vids on SC in my eyes only.

Drink lots of water!

If you hate exercising, like I do, make games out of it. Either walk places more with music playing or with friends or find fun ways at home. I used to actually use my hunger to get skinny by saying “oh I’ll eat after so many of this exercise”

Be kind to yourself. Your body is unique and deserves love. Don’t beat yourself up about anyone else’s weight.

#tw eating things #eating disoder things #eating disoder thoughts #pro anoxeria #proannnnna #pro ans #thinsspi #thinsppi #thin inspo #tw ed talk #ana journal #ana journey #anarexja #anarexiz

[manychocolatefactories]

CatCF Milk Chocolate: Part 1, the kids

About this version: Milk Chocolate was inspired originally by a mix of the book, the vibes of the 1971 movie and the Tim Burton movie aesthetic. A bit more goofier and whimsical than the other versions. In term of era, I thought of it as a mix of 1960s, 1970s and 1980s.

In this version seven Golden Tickets are spread throughout the world, and each time one is found the same female reporter (her character is a reference to the musical) goes to interview the children. Another recurring joke is that while the hunt is going on for the Tickets, there are all sorts of ridiculous debates on television such as: do the Golden Tickets really exist, or is this just a hoax ? Do the Golden Tickets give cancer? Can animals go on a tour like humans? What happens if a Golden Ticket winner dies before the tour? Are the Golden Tickets linked to the rise of youht delinquence? Are the Golden Tickets a proof of Wonka's alleagiance to the obscure sect of the Golden Bird?

  First Winner: Augustus Gloop

(Based on Augustus Gloop)

This Augustus was actually based on an idea Stained-by-the-sea allowed me to "borrow" a bit. Stained noted that Augustus always made him thought of this section from the movie "North", about Buck and the Texan parents. If you don't know what I am talking about, I'll leave links down there. And this is such a perfect matc I had to dig a bit down there.

This Augustus is basically a mix of all the archetypes associated with Texas and Nevada. But more precisely, he is basically "Buck" from North - a boy whose family (and his own mindset) embody the motto "bigger is better".

The Gloop family always thought that they should be "the biggest and the bests" and that "bigger is better". Ironically, the Gloop parents themselves are regular-sized people, but they clearly enforced this mentality on their son. Augustus is a big boy. Literally. He is tall, he is thick, he is fat, he is very, very big. He is probably one of the tallest, and definitively the largest boy on the tour (in fact, he once or twice gets stuck in the doors of Wonka factory). He eats ten meals per day, and we are not talking of regular sized meals. We are talking piles of ribs, kilos of potatoes, entire chickens... His parents also prepared for him a "big" and "best" future - paying the local sportive teams to claim he is a sports champion despite Augustus never setting a foot on a sports field, arranging his marriage with the local beauty queen of the state he lives in, already preparing the three different houses he will live with his fifteen kids... As a result, Augustus isn't just big and fat physically, he also has a massive and bloated ego. He thinks that he is the best at everything, and that he should have absolutely everything he wants.

The Gloops themselves are actually the masters of the state they live in, so to speak. They are the wealthiest and most influential industrials of the area: they built highways, casinos, hotels, private villas, they are cow-farmers, owing a lot of slaughterhouses, and also dig for oil and gold. They want their business to be the "biggest there ever was" and all they do is exaggerately big: their villas are enormous, their hotels are everywhere, their farms hosts several thousands cows, their mines are among the deepest in the world...

Trouble is that, due to their expansion and consumption of everything, they are a threat to the landscape and the environment - destroying forests to build their roads and buildings, drying out the lands to feed their farms... in fact, part of the reason why their state looks like the most desertic parts of Texas and Nevada is due to their actions.

Think... Buck from North. Think Art Land from Mar Attack. Think an evil (and obese) version of Clay Bailey from "Xiaolin Showdown". In fact, if I remember well in one episode Clay turns into a sumo for one of the Showdowns... this would probably be Augustus' appearance in this version: sumo Clay Bailey. (Edit: Yes, I checked out, it is episode 23 of the series).

 Second Winner: Clarence Crump

(Based on: Clarence Crump)

Clarence didn't had any kind of personnality in the original drafts outside of a desire to prove he was right. As a result, I decided to have a lot of fun and create my own character.

The idea of vanity has already been touched several times with the other brats, but I wanted to give it its own character and kid. I also wanted to create a polar opposite of Augustus, denouncing the fact that being skinny can be just as bad as being fat when in excess. As a result, Clarence Crump is here a boy obsessed about being thin, and proud of being too skinny for his own good.

Mr. Crump is a pseudo-health guru that keeps writing phony and very dangerous diet books, the kind that will advice you to stop eating altogether to lose weight. As for Mrs. Crump, she is a beauty pageant champion (local and regional, and while she acts as if she was some national beauty champion, she always failed at nationals). From their union was born a child who inherited their vanity, pride and obsession with "health"

Black haired, very pale, very thin, very slender, to the point his bones show, Clarence delights in being skinny, and works as a teenager model promoting the "thin-fashion". He is also the embodiment of fat-shaming, never missing an occasion to insult fat people (in fact he often calls Augustus a big fat cow). He uses however the excuse of health for that (a trick his parents taught him) - promoting extreme thinness by talking about health and fat-shaming people in the name of health allows one to be much more horrible than normally accepted.

A good proof of how Clarence actually is just very vain and obsessed with being thin, and not at all defending health - Clarence condemns sports for being unhealthy, because according to him "muscles are unhealthy because they don't make you look beautiful, they make you look ugly".

He always wears short and black sleeveless tank-tops, the point being that he needs to show as much as his body to the world as possible, to be a "living example". He even wears his black short and tank-top during the tour (despite it being winte - the only thing he wears on top of his clothes to not get cold is a skunk fur coat).

  Third  Winner: Miranda Grope

(Based on: Miranda Grope)

This character was based on Dahl's own character of "Miranda Grope" from early drafts of the story, the horrible and atrocious girl allowed to do "whatever she wants".

In my version, the Grope parents are hippie-like people, the father having a very long beard and being covered in fleas, while the mother is covered in flowers and oss (plants that grew over her), and both always wearing rose-tinted glasses. They are the kind of parents that refuse authority and orders, seeing these (and social norms as a whole) as a "dictatorship". They prefer to trust their daughter to find her own way in the world, believing that experience is the best teacher in life. The result? They lazily raised her by telling her they would never forbid her anything and that she could do anything she wanted.

Miranda is a devilish little girl who does only what she wants, and becomes extremely violent when prevented from doing something. Or when people say something she doesn't want to hear. Or just when people she dislikes are near her. She shouts, the screams, she insult, she kicks, she hit, she throw enormous and terrifying tantrums. She has a very wide range of insults, and a truly evil mind : most of the things she wants to do are borderline crimes. It seems for her only chaos and destruction is "fun", a true little punk.

Miranda has a disastrous haircut because she cuts her hair herself, and she is always wearing the same clothes that she rarely washes): a white shirt, a blue sweater with long sleeves, and a plaid tiles skirt. An outfit that looks strikingly like a school uniform - but it is pure irony, because Miranda hates more than anything in the world school. She doesn't go to school, and the only time she went near one was to try to burn it down. (Her appearance is in fact based on Lauren Child's illustrations for Miranda, if you are wondering).

  Fourth Winner: Veruca Salt

(Based on: Veruca Salt)

For this Veruca, I wanted to do something slightly different... here, Veruca doesn't want everything just because she is a spoiled rich brat. She is still one, but she is also the product of post-WW2 consumerism.

This Veruca was born surrounded by advertisements, logos, slogans and product placements. On television, in the streets, in shops, in journals, at the radio... She grew up with them and was influenced, brainwashed by them. As a result, she is obsessed with obtaining everything that was advertised, and she herelf looks like a walking billboard since she is covered in big, flashy logo and keeps reciting different brands' slogans and mottos. As soon as she sees something she saw publicity of before, she needs to obtain it at once. She is a true zombie, only hearing the call of the shopping mall and of the television advertisements.

One idea I had was that the Salt parents actually worked for (or where at the head of) a wealthy advertisement company, known to produce, design and create all kinds of famous publicities and slogans - and that they used their daughter as a guinea pig for their tests, and delighted in Veruca being so addicted to consumerism. In fact, they may have named her Veruca because at the moment of her birth they were working on advertisements for an anti-wart product, so that's all they had in mind.

  Fifth winner:  Herpes Trout

(Based on: Mike Teavee)

I went with this version of Mikee Teavee with the focus on "violence" already present in the original work, but also heavily used in the opera (and touched a bit in the 2005 movie).

This Herpes Trout is the embodiment of the fear of kids becoming violent upon watching television and playing video games (his only two passions in life). He has a true fascination with guns and firearms - US soldiers shooting aliens, gangs shooting each other, cowboys shooting at bandits, it's all he ever plays and watches. Herpes worships violence, and is absolutely obsessed with war (here I am thinking of all the wars present from the 60s to the 80s, the Korean War, the Vietnam War, the Glasgow Ice Cream Wars...). War propaganda and the fight being glorifyed heavily influenced him - as a result his biggest dream is to go at war in some foreign country to kill everyone there and come home a hero.

Herpes comes from a family of rednecks and hillbillies from the deep country. They are not poor however, they are wealthy enough to have television and several video games, but they are uneducated people full of stereotypes, discrimination and hate. They named their son Herpes because they ignored what it meant but just thought of it as an "intelligent" name. Herpes has everal brothers and sisters, and all have a disease name.

Herpes himself is a big and strong kid, who followed body-buildings process a la Charles Atlas and military training, becoming impressively muscular. However, he retained a soft, childish and chubby "baby face", which kind of ruins the effect of this massive, muscular, almost adult body. Always dressed in a military outfit, he carries everywhere with him guns and firearms, the question being: are they real? Or are they not?

  Sixth Winner: Violet Glockenberry

(Based on Violet Beauregarde)

I wanted with this version to take back the idea of a competitive and "sportive" girl obsessed with contesting and winning - introduced in the Tim Burton movie.

This Violet is a tall, muscular and strong girl. She won numerous sportive competitions, but this doesn't make her just arrogant and prideful like in the Tim Burton version. In my version she is also very aggressive and violent (a bit like in the original novel). She is a nasty and rude bully easily prone to anger (in fact, if she keeps chewing gum it is mostly to calm her down sot hat she doesn't punch everyone around). Her parents originally pushed her towards competitions to manage her anger issues, but sports only gave her more strength and destructive power. In fact, they became terrified of her, while she considers them losers here to serve her - she basically thinks of herself as self-made, literaly.

  Seventh Winner: Charlie Bucket

(Based on: Charlie Bucket)

For this Charlie, I wanted to go with a Charlie similar to the original illustrations of the character: blond hair, blue eyes, a white boy...

Basically, he is the original Charlie. Very sweet, very innocent, a gentle kid, the best of the group.

However I changed slightly his background. Charlie in this version is not the grandson of four grandparents, but rather the big brother of four younger siblings - and his family here struggles with trying to feed five children (and a total of seven mouths) despite having very humble and low-paid jobs. I think Charlie has taken the role of a parentive figure for the siblings, but at the same time him spending so much time with young children helped him keep in touch with his "childish" side.

#charlie and the chocolate factory #catcf #milk chocolate #retelling #charlie bucket #violet beauregarde #mike teavee #augustus gloop #veruca salt #miranda grope #clarence crump

[doberbutts]

On Crate Training

Let’s be real here, there are about to be a lot of puppies in my house. A frankly ridiculous amount of puppies. Way too many puppies.

And so, the blog gets to be topical regarding my current situation.

I maintain that a crate is the best tool for a new dog someone could possibly have. Besides the obvious use- having a contained place for the dog to be- there are plenty of other reasons to crate train a dog. Many surgeries and injuries will require the dog to be contained, usually kenneled or caged. Travelling in a car is safer in a crate, and if you fly with anything besides a service dog, the dog will need to be contained somehow there too. If dogs aren’t getting along, or if someone needs a break from someone else, a crate’s a great tool to manage that issue. It can cut down on potty training problems and destructive behavior. Finally. a crate can keep your dog safe in situations where they will be unsupervised for long periods, which is great for people who work or attend classes.

And a lot of people who crate train puppies will retire the use of a crate after the dog is a certain age! Some dogs will always be safer crated- these are dogs who are destructive or aggressive but are contained and safe within their box. But some dogs will be able to go crateless and never see it again. Creed, for instance, is crateless in my room and is generally only crated in the main house if he has aggravated his shoulder injury, if he’s overly hot and needs to cool down (or just after eating for bloat prevention), or if we’re switching around dogs who don’t get along or who resource guard. This is the way it’s been for him since he was about 2.5 years old, and would have likely been sooner if we did not live with a dog that was less than half his size but still wanted to eat his face.

If you’re really not comfortable with crating, you have two other options: xpens, or gating off a puppy-safe puppy-proof room and hoping your flooring and walls withstand the wrath of a bored and sad dog while you’re out of the house.

Something I did with Tiki, which I don’t commonly do with dogs, was hook an xpen to her crate so she could decide to go in there if she wanted, or she could hang out in the bigger “freedom” of her xpen. Tiki was a special case, because she was very sick and also had no ability to control her bladder for longer than an hour or two, so she needed access to her potty pad while I was at work and also needed the option of sleeping in a bed right next to a space heater so she could be warm. I’ll probably do something similar with Fae until I know her schedule, though I ended up not liking that I had gotten lazy regarding taking Tiki out (especially at night in the winter) and thus her outside potty training had taken longer than it needed to because I was heavily relying on her just going on the pad.

Mocha, my parents’ chow mix, seems to be claustrophobic and will panic and injure herself against the crate no matter how much we tried to make the crate a safe place for her. She’s also not comfortable with any sort of restrictive training device, being restrained, or being confined to other tight spaces like a bathtub or a closet or under a piece of furniture. As a result, we completely dog-proofed a room in the house for her, took off her crate’s door so she could still have the option of laying in it without scaring herself if she wanted, and left her to it during her young puppy years. If your dog truly won’t crate train, this is always a fine alternative if you have the ability! We had also tried this with Queenie, my childhood german shepherd, but she destroyed the flooring and door of that room, so when she passed and we had to renovate it for Mocha, we ended up having to fix a lot of that damage. YMMV- Queenie was incredibly noise sensitive and would panic and hurt herself in thunderstorms or during fireworks.

In any case, no matter what avenue you end up choosing, a few things to keep in mind are:

make it a positive place! This is not a place to be put as a punishment, but somewhere the dogs should want to go. I almost exclusively feed my dogs in crates until they’re old enough to be crateless. As a result, the dogs see me get their food bowls out of their crates and run in wagging their tails because they know food’s about to come. They get special crate-only toys and treats and beds too, so if I hand Creed a kong while he’s out he’ll go looking for a crate to hide and enjoy his treat without the other dogs bothering him.

make it a safe place! Unless the crate is more than big enough for it and both dogs get along with absolutely zero tension, I treat crates like personal bedrooms. My dogs are crated separately and they know which crate to go in without having to be directed. Dogs don’t bother you while you’re in the crate, and they can’t get you in there. If your dog wants to stay in their crate, don’t drag them out.

make it cozy! If the dog can be trusted with a bed, give them something warm and soft to lay on! In the summer, put a cooling mat in there! If your dog likes privacy, cover it so it’s nice and dark and comfortable. If your dog likes to feel like they’re part of the household, put the crate uncovered where there’s a lot of people that hang out (our dog room is right between our office and our living room). Some people like giving their dogs things like calming scents/oils/sprays/toys, or they play music or white noise, or they put a hot water bottle in with the dog (I don’t do this with weaned puppies), or they use one of those heartbeat snuggle toys (I also don’t do this with weaned puppies).

make it fun! Look up crate games and practice a few of them! Put going in and out of the crate on a cue, or throw a treat or toy in there and play crate-fetch, or play the in-out game, your choice. Make the crate a good and fun place to be, so that your dog understands that it’s not bad to be in there.

make it fair! Like all tools, it’s possible to misuse or overuse a crate. People who work 10+ hours a day for instance should look into other options- perhaps a dog room or xpen, or hiring a dogwalker/dogsitter to come by a few times a day to let your dog out, or figure out a schedule where you can come home between classes or shifts to do it yourself. I had a brain injury a few years ago and was confined to my bedroom for much of my recovery, and I definitely began to resent that my world was so restricted. Imagine how your dog feels, restricted to a small box for a large portion of their day. There’s only 24 hours in a day, if you’re out of the house for 8 hours and also asleep for 8 hours, that leaves a third of the day (but probably less with commutes etc) for your dog to have some “out” time. If you’re out or asleep for any longer than that, it’s even less. People who work 10 hours, with an hour commute, and also sleep 8 hours, leave their dog with just 4 hours of “out” time per day. It’s little wonder why these dogs hate their crates or why they’re wild when you are home.

tough it out! Don’t fall into the common trap of letting the puppy out of the crate every time it squeaks. Don’t fall into the common trap of only ever putting the puppy in the crate when you’re about to leave. Don’t fall into the common trap of yelling at your puppy for being sad that you locked it in a box. These are all things people tend to do when crate training and they all make this take much longer than they need to.

A roommate just got a standard poodle pup they’ll be showing in conformation, and we’re going over all of this even with this puppy. Right now he’s hanging out and having a nap in his crate with the door wide open. He was crated due to being unsupervised, and then the door was opened and he chose to stay in there and go back to sleep. That’s okay! If he decides he wants to leave, he can. He’s learning that we won’t bother him while he’s in there (outside of emergencies of course), but also that that’s where he goes if he can’t be watched, even if he can still hear and see his owner. He has some puppy-specific treats and toys in there, and the door’s open so of course the established adults would really like to steal them, but we’re enforcing that that’s not allowed either.

So now we have two established adults just hanging out and leaving him alone (even though both would really like to play Squish The Puppy) and the new kid in the house sprawled out in his open crate being left to his own devices. Dogs are den animals, and the two adults that are hanging out are used to this type of training. That’s his den, so they’re not invited in there, so they leave him and his stuff alone.

And, eventually, he might join the established adults and be crateless too when he’s old enough and knows some house manners. Right now, though, it’s an important tool to both keep him safe and also show him that he’s allowed to ask for a break from us just like we might put him in there so we can have a break from him.

#shut up jazi

[crybabytoy59]

My Begging letter P5 6.

After the meal they both drank more wine watching Crybaby on the Tv kissing passionately as there lust for more Dominating took hold Mistress Mummy whispered into her husbands ear while nibbling on his earlobe “Time for us to get back to poor Crybaby she will be ever so pleased to see us Darling” They Both laughed out loud as

Master Daddy playfully swatted his wife’s rear...”Your a Wicked Wicked lady deb’s !”

They headed down the hall to the cupboard opening the secret door as it opened Crying could be heard inside as there new play thing bound to the frame was reciting the recording from the earphones.....They worked silently getting the next things ready for Playtime with “Crybaby”....finally All was set....slowly lowering the sound on the recording they stood waiting knowing sissy’s mind would play tricks on her...this would heighten the drugged state Sissy was in.....Mistress Mummy lent over lifting the headphones off....To the wet urine soaked silk mask bellowing faster....Fuck she loved mind games they made her so very horny !

Babyslave was sobbing again ....as she spoke to sissy “There there Crybaby hush hush now....(she took his nipples teasing them) Hush hush.....Clever girlie Crybaby that’s it listen to my voice just that nothing else matters just my voice...there we go..Clever girlie much better...Now seeing as You have been a good girlie Crybaby we are going to remove your wet mask..would Crybaby like that ? (Ga’Ga) Clever Baby 💕a few things then we can get it off You Crybaby”

Master Daddy was already removing the spray nozzle from the face frame, hanging up the tube on the trolly he wheeled it away, Mistress Mummy was removing the wires but left the pads in place for later as they had further plans for them at bedtime.

Lifting the silk hood Crybaby blinked as the lights from the new spotlight shone in her face.....

I was just so pleased to have the wretched urine mask off breathing deeply I was still weeping as Mistress Mummy stroked my cheek with her hand “Such a Clever girlie Crybaby Did you like your recording? (My answer was swift asI knew not to disappoint her..Ga’Ga Mistress Mummy) Clever Baby that’s good as Your Going to hear it each night like a lovely bedtime lullaby Cute...Now Master Daddy & I had a lovely meal & some Nice drinks, Now were all ready to have some More fun with our New Toy...So Open Wide Crybaby!”

As I did Master Daddy put a steel set of surgical mouth openers into my mouth ratcheting them open so I could not close my mouth. Then lifting the two rubber tails from my mouth he slid an oval sponge up them till it was in my mouth it felt dry and hard on my tongue, he then tied a neat bow on the outer bit of the sponge as Mistress Mummy spoke to me “Now Crybaby Cutie this is a Real sponge so when it get wet it Will grow in size to fill Your Cute Baby mouth nicely, Now time to show you something”

Master Daddy had a glass jar inside was green liquid he held it up as Mistress Mummy continued “This Crybaby is what is inside you from the enema, as you were a Clever girlie reciting your “Lullaby” the nasty shocks Baby was receiving were two fold to train You & to do THIS !”

Master Daddy shook the jar & the green liquid turned to jelly !!.....They Both laughed at My shook of horror over what I had just been showed by Master Daddy, she rubbed my tummy “Aww don’t fret Crybaby only two hours left then we can remove your tube ! So yes Cutie Time to continue Your Punishment Crybaby”

As she stepped away from me she lifted a glass jug putting it on a stool she squatted over it & started fulling it with wine fuelled urine a lot of urine I had never seen a girl pee so much ! As she zipped up her leather jodhpurs Master Daddy handed her a glass syringe a large one with a round ball at its end it must have held a pint at least, smiling at me she drew up the warm urine into the syringe, walking over to me as I started whimpering “Now Crybaby You have been sweating & Crying so much we need to keep you hydrated !”

She put it to my lips running it around them as she let someone warm pee enter my mouth suddenly she looked Very Wicked at me ! “No Cutie not here am Afraid....(I was puzzled) Be a good Babyslave” She Push the round tip up my left nostril then slowly pushed the plunger ! The hot pee flowed up my nose coming out the other nostril ! But some was pouring down the back of my throat so I had to swallow, the pee running out of my nose was pooling into my mouth ! She nodded over my shoulder & I felt two fingers open my eye Wide ! As Master Daddy put in surgical eye lid retainers !

I was Crying again Now gurgling Out Goo’Goo.....

Still pushing more in she silenced Me “Quiet Babyslave just behave & let us Finnish up so we can get you out of the frame & then Master Daddy can Put Your Special Diaper On !” As she pushed the last of the pee in she simply refilled the syringe starting over....as I gulped down the pee wondering where my body was putting all I had been fed ?.....I was glad I was a big water drinker or I would have truly struggled......

As she pushed the last of it in the sponge in my mouth had grown so much even if I had wanted to protest it had silenced Me !.....just then I heard Master Daddy unzipping his pants then the sound of him reliving himself !.....Mistress Mummy was beaming ear to ear ! “Crybaby Cutie you lucky girlie more golden nectar Potty girlie !”......

As I looked at this beautiful girl pushing her husbands urine up. My nose Cooing & mocking me, the only thing going trough my mind a s I struggled to swallow was How much I truly wanted to show her my submission a so long held feeling of wanting to be owned for someone just someone to see the true sub in me....As I looked Deep into her eyes I burst out Crying..Not like all the Tears before Big flowing tears..Tears she knew All to well...she simply kissed my forehead “Clever girlie Crybaby that’s it Let it All Out....You have waited a long time for this Cutie Eh? (I Nodded) Clever girlie Babyslave Your wait is Over Your Going to serve us both Very Obediently & All our Friends too Crybaby, Now Let’s Get you out the frame & Prepared for the night”.....

Master Daddy will You unfasten Babyslave”

He was already at my face frame unbuckling the strapping As Mistress Mummy Let’s the ratchet straps off, they laid me back down,taking a foot each “ 1..2...3...I squealedas they pulled my sore legs from the binding clamps.

I was now sitting in my Diaper legs out in front of me sobbing as Master Daddy put the frame away, returning with a huge leather bag it had buckles on it This he set down next to me.

Mistress Mummy giggled then spoke “Handies up Crybaby” she removed my wet piss soaked pink maids dress the pvc glistening in the bright lights, it was put in a basket then I was pushed backwards as Master Daddy pulled my legs up in the air Mistress Mummy took off my rubber popper pants then My Diaper tapping the ballon End “Time to have this Out Crying won’t stop us Cutie over the pillows Crybaby” Master Daddy had put two heavy rubber pillows on the floor, so I crawled over them they both giggled “No Baby botty up in the air for us !” I shuffled forward into position “Clever girlie Crybaby that’s the way..Now spread eagle Cutie!”....I felt the air coming out of the ballon the the strangest feeling of my inners being pulled!

Mistress Mummy slowly pulled the tube through the steel ring this kept the contents of Sissy’s rear inside as the tube was removed lifting the black hollow plug with the stopper inserted she pushed it home to another squeal from sissy, patting sissy’s sore bottom she spoke “over you come crawl to Master Daddy he has your special Diaper for You Cutie”

Master Daddy was at a changing mat it had wine the Pooh characters on it,as I got closer I could see him at the huge leather bag...But it was Not a leather bag! It was a huge Diaper the “Bag” were bondage shorts with lacing at three points just like a corset ! He Patted the mat lay down Crybaby & give Mistress Mummy your leggies up in the air !” She was behind me now & took my ankles I winced as they were still sore....”Ok Crybaby Now you don’t look as tender so Am going to give you a Nice spanking to have You better enjoy your special Diapers!” Thwack ! Thwack !....I was spanked 50 times in total Master Daddy was Very strong this really hurt me !

Still holding my ankles up in the air Mistress Mummy pinned my head between her legs “Keep still Now Baby!” Master Daddy pulled the huge mass under my rear it went high up my back,then he held my Higgins tube up, it was then I realised I was sore down there as I was desperately in need to pee. Shutting the huge front over he zipped up each side pushing the rubber flaps over each other he did up a second zipper then did up the four buckles each side.

Smiling down at me he spoke “Ok sit up Now Crybaby that’s it (Mistress Mummy Let my legs go) Up we come..there we go ! Let’s just take a picture of you Crybaby” He took a picture with his phone laughing to Mistress Mummy “There just so cute on her !”

I was now sitting around 18” off the floor !! Such was the mass of the bulky Diapers, black leather shorts that had a belt at the tummy & a thigh belt just above my knees All three Master Daddy had taken great pleasure over wrenching tightly ! All that was left was The lacing ! They took a rubber tube each Master Daddy tugged his & it came out the top of the pants, I could now feel myself wetting uncontrollably. Mistress Mummy took her tube & put a small oval to it with a button, she then kissed My forehead softly “Clever girlie Crybaby HERE WE GO !!!!”

Pushing the button she laughed then pulled the tube as the small oval plug followed it out the rear of my Diaper. I now felt very strange inside I had not really other than feeling bloated been aware of my Filling but suddenly I was as my tummy started making strange noises?

“Clever girlie Crybaby handies Up in the air Cutie!” She pulled on a baby grow over my head then had me roll on my side to fasten it between my Legs.sitting me back up she smiled WKD at me “Get on All Fours Crybaby Now & Follow us !”....

Master Daddy opened the door as I crawled to it he had the dog chain & lead again “headie up !” He put it on tugging me to his thigh, I was taken up the hallway to a new room as the door opened I could see it was a bedroom with a Very large four poster bed, on the bed were some items ..rope, black pvc wrap, a Hood, a pair of high ballet boots & a posture collar..

Mistress Mummy spoke “Crybaby this is our bedroom as it’s your first nightmare..sorry Night you will sleep with us..Now stand up and hold the bed post Crybaby!”

As I did Master Daddy got one of the ballet boots it was bright pink, inside was a stocking This he lapped up my leg then pushed the boot onto my leg “push in hard Crybaby!” My foot slowly entered the boot it was Very tight ! Mistress Mummy was at my other leg putting on the tights then the boot, they both started tugging the lace binding so Very tightly I was Again whimpering

My tummy was making all sorts of sounds now, this made them both giggle as Mistress Mummy smacked my huge rear “Hurry Now Crybaby lay on the bed Cutie...that’s it ..Now spread your leggies as wide as you can !..Clever girlie Crybaby that’s a good Babyslave” she was cuffing my ankles wide to the bed posts as Master Daddy took my arms suddenly hauling me over the edge of the bed making my legs taught “Over you come Crybaby Headie back ..All the way BACK ! Clever girlie Crybaby that’s it give Mistress Mummy your handies!”

As she took my hands she sat on a stool behind Master Daddy put afoot on the bed frame & pulled me taught!

I was now spread eagle on my back with my head over the edge of the bed, my eyes & mouth held open by the retaining clamps! As Master Daddy was now undoing the bow at my gag sponge slowly sliding it Out he adjusted the mouth ratchet two more clicks....It was theI gave a moan Thea whimper....

Mistress Mummy tugged my arms “Don’t YOU FUCKING Dare go yet we WILL tell YOU when CRYBABY !!!”....

Master Daddy took out his member lining it up with my mouth me slowly slid into my mouth short strokes at first the. Longer Deeper strokes as he did

Mistress Mummy giggled “Clever girlie Crybaby that’s it Make Master Daddy feel Good....Tell me Crybaby Do You need to go poopies..do you ?...well if you sing your lullaby WE WILL LET YOU GO POOPIES !”

Wwwwaahhhhh wwaaahhh wwwaahhhh “Clever girlie Crybaby Push Hard shot for brains !”

As I let loose the huge load time after time I felt Master Daddy tense up pulling back he came hard into my mouth! There was so much of it as he did he barked at me “Crybaby don’t You Dare Swallow a Single Drop !!” He lifted the sponge pushing it up the rubber laces tied a knot again as My evacuation continued Mistress Mummy Let My handies Go “Put your handies behind your headie & Dont move them Crybaby!!”

Master Daddy was taking the cuffs off my feet...”Up you get Crybaby....Up Now !” Sitting Up in such a big nappy was not easy, as I got up Mistress Mummy was at one of the bed posts, Master Daddy hand to support me in The ballet boots as I couldn’t walk in them “Back against the pole Crybaby..UP straight !' Mistress Mummy started binding my feet to the bed post tightly! As I looked forward There was a Full mirrored wall ! I could now see myself Pink ballet boots pink lace tights up to the huge black leather shorts over them was a Baby Grow this had strawberries all over it at its chest was a white frilly heart with the words in pink on a white background CRYBABY!!!”

Indeed I was Crying....Crying hard with hot come in my mouth soaking into the wet pissy sponge as Master Daddy held up the arm  binder behind me MIstress Mummy barked “Handies behind you Crybaby Fuck Toy !”

Master Daddy pulled it on tightly putting the strapping over my shoulders holding it firmly in place he set a rope to the eyelet at its end pulling my arms upwards till I whimpered.....she looked at me as the chest belt tightly tugged pushing the tail through the loop she kissed my forehead again...

“Now Crybaby girlie don’t Go any where as am Afraid We are not done YET ..almost BUT NOT QUITE !!!”......

[bedbellyandbeyond]

Soup

“Köbi…” The angel was just stepping into Sydryn’s house after a long shift when the dragon started summoning him insistently. “Köbiiiii.” “I’m here. I’m coming.” Köbi pulled off his boots and neatly laid them on the shoe rack before pulling off his coat. To the angel, coming home to the pink palace that appeared to be Sydryn’s house was regularly a wonderment to his eyes. Everything shade, tint, or hue of pink and nothing was understated. It was like walking into Barbie’s dream house if she was an eccentric billionaire with terrible taste in décor—as long as it was pink, it didn’t matter how gaudy it was. The scrubs at APID were a zanah green, so Köbi had to change into a bubble-gum robe as soon as his coat was off. Sydryn was still calling to him from their bedroom so he quickened his pace and headed upstairs. Three floors up, he knocked before opening Sydryn’s bedroom door.

“Yes?” Sydryn was sitting up in bed, playing video games. “There you are. Can you put the kettle on for tea?” Köbi nodded. “Rose tea?” “No, Kashmiri chai, please.” “Oh. Uh, okay.” The angel turned around and went all the way back downstairs, pulling out his phone to search how to make whatever Kashmiri tea was. He wasn’t surprised to find that it was a very pink tea, though it was quite a bit more complicated than the rose tea Sydryn usually drank. Köbi had really hoped that when he got home, he could sit down with Sydryn to talk about a charity project he was interested in starting for the families with children who used APID, but now it seemed he’d be using up a good three quarters to an hour working on a cup of tea. This wasn’t the job Köbi had expected when he agreed to assist Sydryn. He thought he’d be side by side with the dragon, learning medicine, seeing how it saved lives, but once the dragon’s morning sickness caught up to them, it had quickly turned into a nannying job. But caregiving was in Köbi’s nature and he was happy so long as he was helping someone, so taking care of the bed ridden dragon was fulfilling. “There we are,” Köbi said handing the dragon their tea. "The recipe called for crushed nuts but I didn’t find any in the house so I hope it’s alright without them…” Sydryn wrinkled their nose. “We don’t have any red pistachios left?” “Um, I didn’t see any in the kitchen… I’m pretty sure those stopped being made a long time ago?” Sydryn sighed and sipped their tea. “Well, it’s not like they were naturally coloured anyway…” “How are you feeling today?” Köbi asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Bloated, tired, nauseous…” “Any better than yesterday?” “No.” “Aw, I’m sorry you feel that way.” Köbi raised a hand. “Would you like me to try and alleviate some of those feelings?” “No, don’t touch me.” “Right, okay…” Köbi rubbed his neck. “So, um, what have you been playing?” “Kirby...” “Oh, haha. I should've known...” Köbi smiled and rubbed his knees. “Have you eaten yet today?” “...Hm. You made me toast this morning.” “That's all you've had?” “I couldn't keep anything else down.” “That's not good... You need to be eating.” “If I can't keep it down, I can't keep it down.” “There isn't something you can take to help with the nausea?” “I'm having tea.” “Right...” Köbi counted on his fingers. “So... You're, what, five months pregnant now?” “Pretty much.” “That's like...two and a half for a human right?” “Approximately.” “With seven eggs?” “Correct.” “You must be showing more now.” Sydryn rolled their eyes and lifted the blankets off themselves, displaying their growing abdomen. They’d definitely grown since coming back from Europe but not nearly as much as Köbi expected. “I don’t know much about pregnancy or egg laying or anything like that, but I feel like you should be bigger,” Köbi said. “If my pregnancy progressed the same way as a human’s, then I probably would be bigger,” Sydryn said. “However, this is not the case. Dragon eggs do swell and eventually harden before laying, but only truly gain considerable size after they are laid. Otherwise, I’d become disgustingly large to the point of hating every inch of my body and wanting to kill myself.” Köbi frowned. “I don’t really like it when you speak so morbidly. I understand that you don’t want to be pregnant, but do you always have to be so negative about it?” “Please. Enlighten me with the positives of this condition.” “Well. Um…” Köbi scratched his head. “…I mean, you’re a dragon who has outlived many other dragons. You’re probably the smartest one too.” “I am. What of it?” “You’ve succeeded in surviving for as long as you have and now only you and a few others are capable of repopulating your species. All the other ones didn’t get the chance to be here today to do that. These eggs you’re growing are your legacy. They can only exist because you exist.” Sydryn sighed. “And they’ll be born ungrateful and ignorant. Absolute monsters who don’t deserve to be born of my body.” Köbi crossed his arms. “If you’re just going to be indignant, then fine… I won’t ask any more.” “Thank you.” “But seriously, you need to eat something.” Köbi got up and put his hands on his hips. “I’m going to make you soup.” “I don’t want soup.” Köbi started to leave. “I’m going to make you soup and it’s not going to be pink.” “It better be pink!” “Alright, alright! I’ll put…beets in it or something…” “Thank you.” It took another half hour for Köbi to put together the soup and turn it pink. They brought it back up to the dragon’s bedroom along with a tea refill. Sydryn had sat themself up to drink down the tea and had set down their game. “I forgot, I wanted to tell you…” Köbi started, handing over the soup. “I helped deliver twins today.” “Dari’s I imagine,” Syd stated, inspecting the soup. “Births are really the worst… Was it educational for you?” “Yes. The first one I saw was that C-section which was very interesting, but this one was natural, so it was very different.” “That wasn’t natural,” Sydryn said. “Vaginas are natural.” “What do you mean? That wasn’t that?” Sydryn squinted. “Wait, they usually have water births… Was it a water birth?” “Yes.” “So, did you actually see it happen?” “Well, no…” “Congratulations. You were beside a birth.” Köbi nodded. “I guess you’re right… It was still an amazing experience.” Sydryn went to take a sip of their soup but ended up downing half of it in one go. They sighed and leaned back resting their eyes. “Köbi,” they said calmly. “This soup is very good. Thank you for making it for me.” Köbi perked up a little, unused to the compliments. Perhaps having real food in their stomach helped their mood. “Thank you. That means a lot.” “You’re doing well and I’m sorry I’m not fit right now to guide you in the workplace.” Köbi shook their head. “It’s fine. I’m learning a lot. And it’s more important that you rest up.” “I shouldn’t be complaining. The last time I was pregnant, I was living in hiding on the side of a mountain  without plumbing, forced into the unofficial leadership of a small army who ended up killing the one dragon I actually didn’t entirely mind seeing sometimes and who also happened to be the sire of my eggs then.” Köbi felt like there was a lot to unpack there but he didn’t want to pry too much. “Sounds like you really cared for that dragon.” “In general, no. Relatively to the rest of the dragons, yes. I despise all dragons to some extent, but I can also care. Seranan, for example, is my sibling, so I loathe their existence, but I also care just enough to rather they not die. Dranley was around that same level. I might’ve even thought of them as a friend.” “Aw, well I’m sorry your friend died…” Köbi sympathised. “It’s never easy losing the ones you care for.” Sydryn shook their head. “I’ve been over it for the last four hundred years.” They finished their soup and set it aside and attempted to change the subject. “…I think if you considered going to nursing school, you’d be very good at it.” Köbi shook his head. “I can’t make commitments like that as an angel. It’d take me off my path.” “Not the path again… You don’t even know your path. Nursing could be your path.” “It could be, but I won’t know until I know,” Köbi stayed. “But I don’t think it’s that, though I am enjoying it in this moment of my life.” “You realised you aren’t a licensed nurse, so how we’ve employed you at APID is illegal,” Sydryn said. “Is that not a sin or whatever?” “Laws are made by governments,” Köbi stated. “To disobey them is not inherently immoral. The laws of man are not the laws of the divine.” “Very true. Glad we can agree.” Sydryn rubbed their face. “Could you do me just one more favour?” Köbi smiled. “Yes, of course.” “Could you get me more tea?” “Sure.” Köbi got up to pour more tea but Sydryn put up a hand. “No, I’d rather rose tea, if that’s alright.” “Oh, but there’s a lot of the Kashmiri—” “I realised I don’t actually like that one, I just like looking at it. Rose tea is much better. It’s been the best for the morning sickness.” Köbi nodded getting up and starting to head out. “Okay, I can make a new pot….” “Thank you. Oh, and could you cut me some strawberries too, please? Thank you.” “Yeah, no problem.”

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