#weight gain kpop

[nana-kom]

Hiiii 🥰 it’s been a long time since I write something right ? But I was feeling very inspired today, so this is my first seventeen fic, i hope you’ll enjoy 🥺

This is a weight gain fic, this contain feedism and weight gain.

Enjoy 💜

The bet

It had been weeks since everyone had been preparing for their new comeback, and everyone was making an effort, every day to rehearse, train and, worst of all, watch their diet in order to lose weight before the first performances. And this aspect of the comeback was what drove the members to despair one by one, and the worst of it was that all but one were paying attention. Indeed, Seungcheol knew very well that he didn't have to diet like the others or be careful, because most of the things he ate he was able to eliminate by exercising or simply turning them into muscle. And that's what the members were jealous of: he ate to his heart's content and in the end he managed to keep a slim figure, and on top of that he was so muscular. They all found it hard to watch him eat and even nibble from time to time, while they were sadly content with the minimum.

Just like this morning, when Jeonghan woke up, he joined Seungcheol who was already in the kitchen eating a rather large breakfast, consisting of two eggs and rice with a protein shake and some small side dishes. He then rolled his eyes and went to sit down next to him, taking some food himself, but saying nothing, then it was Soon-young’s turn to join them for the breakfast like usual. And when he saw his friend's breakfast, he frowned, this time really fed up with seeing him eat so much in front of them.

"It's not fair that you're not in diet !" he then said.

"You're just jealous!" bounced seungcheol, taking another big spoonful of rice.

"Yeah, totally..." added Jeonghan, looking down at his glass of water.

"We can't all have perfect metabolisms," said seungcheol, laughing lightly.

"Yeah, well, it's sport that helps you most of all...considering how you eat..." replied Soon-young in turn.

"You know what ? I'm sure I could double all my quantities and I wouldn't gain a pound !" Jeonghan straightened up in surprise, then met Soon Young's gaze and they smiled at the same time.

"So let's bet! You double all the quantities until the comeback and if you win you'll have proved us wrong, and if you lose, you'll admit that your metabolism isn't so perfect." seungcheol hesitated for a moment then shook hoshi's hand.

"Deal!"

The two men left him to enjoy his last day, waiting patiently for the next day to take care of his case. Seungcheol finished his day quietly, eating well and going to the gym, then falling asleep peacefully in the evening knowing that he'd already won. What he didn't know was that his two friends were really motivated to make him lose. When he got up the next morning, he went to the kitchen, sawing his friends starting to prepare his breakfast. These two friends had a good idea in mind : instead of letting him cook as usual, they would began to prepare his breakfast. Turning his usual meal into : two rices plates, four eggs and two protein shakes, while adding a few nibbles on the side. And they kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't cheat. Seungcheol didn't let himself be disturbed, however, and started to eat, taking his eggs as usual and quietly eating his breakfast. Despite everything, he was starting to feel the difference in his belly, he had the impression of already feeling full even though he hadn't eaten half of it, but he didn't intend to lose out and finished the rest. He also drank his first protein shake in its entirety, then kept the second to accompany him to the gym. On the way, he could feel his belly swelling, but he knew his body would get rid of it quickly, and he intended to win by following all the rules. At the end of his workout, instead of a glass of water, he started his second drink and took cereal bars as usual, doubling the quantity. This exercise continued for the rest of the day, and at lunchtime in the cafeteria, the other members served him not one but two heaping trays to complete the challenge he'd accepted the day before. He looked at the two and swallowed, everything still seemed a lot and he'd agreed to double the quantities but not the workouts, but it was only the first day, he knew his body would get used to it. He then finished both trays and let out a big sigh this time, feeling really full. Even though he had a big appetite, he wasn't used to eating so much. For their part, Jeonghan and Hoshi were enjoying the view and looking forward to winning, as they would make sure things didn't turn out the way Seungcheol had planned.

Back at the dormitory in the evening, Seungcheol was in the habit of eating light or ordering food from time to time. He was surprised when he came across the members eating at the table, and in his place there were two boxes of pizza waiting for him.

"What's this?"he asks

"Pizzas ? We thought you might be hungry on the way home..." then said Jeonghan playing innocent.

"I see what you're trying to do...it won't work!"

He then sat down in his place, opened the pizza box and began to chew it, smiling as he looked at the two men in front of him, tasting the first pizza with pleasure and taunting them for being able to enjoy something fatty when they were content with a salad. But the two men weren't touched by his behavior. When he started on the second pizza, it was harder to swallow: he could feel his belly already starting to pull, and everything he'd eaten during the day was already weighing down. He then unbuttoned his pants to make room and finished his pizza as best he could before resting his back against the back of the chair and rubbing his belly, trying to digest calmly, and inflating his stomach to make room. At this point, Jeonghan got up to fetch a tub of ice cream from the fridge and moved closer to him.

"you're having ice cream at night aren't you?"

"I'm...full...I...can't..."

"So you're losing already?"

"I don't even have the strength to...move the..."

"We'll help you hyung, don't worry..." added Soon Young from behind.

Jeonghan then opened the ice cream tub and began to feed it to his leader, who couldn't refuse. He felt heavy and full, yet his pride told him to carry on. He felt as if his belly was going to explode, and that he'd never be able to finish, yet he suddenly felt Soon Young's hands start to gently massage his belly as Jeonghan fed him. He was a little disturbed, but at the same time, the sensation of having food in his mouth while someone else was gently massaging his belly wasn't unpleasant - quite the contrary... he could even get used to it...

And so it was, for the rest of the week. He'd leave in the morning full of breakfast, with his two drinks with him, then at lunchtime, he'd eat at the agency with his two trays carefully prepared by the members, then in the evening, he'd find himself in this sort of feeding session with his two friends, who took care of feeding him and relieving him of all that food. However, to everyone's disappointment, after a week he hadn't put on much weight, and they even began to wonder if his body was as miraculous as all that. And between his sports sessions and the choreography rehearsals, he was also spending more than expected. It was then that Jeonghan decided to change the rules, transforming the two protein shakes into weight gain shakes...only to make the bet a little fairer...and nobody needed to know, right ?

And halfway through the second week, Seungcheol was surprised to discover that his T-shirt was too small. He pulled at it as hard as he could, but nothing helped: his belly was sticking out. He then went to look in the mirror and was surprised to see his reflection: his weight gain was slight but visible. He bit his lip as he looked at his muscular arms, where the fat was beginning to show and jiggle when he moved. His belly was much more swollen than before, and a light layer of fat was appearing, while the fat on his buttocks was more than noticeable. But the bet was not lost after all? He still had three weeks to go, and nothing to lose in the process. So he put on a much larger sweatshirt and a pair of jogging shorts he was sure he'd fit into, and found his two friends, as usual, preparing food for him...they're really motivated...he thought.

What he also found different as the days went by was that the proportions kept increasing so that he felt full enough to go to work. Although the bet was to double the quantities, he found himself hungry from time to time and started adding different snacks to his diet. And also sometimes instead of going to eat in the cafeteria, he went to fast-food restaurant, or just restaurants, sometimes even all-you-can-eat buffets. What he hadn't counted on was that, on top of all the food he was eating, his stomach was also demanding more and more. And with so much to eat, there was an addictive side to going on and on. To get a nice rub from his members, to be offered the chance to finish the dishes, to find himself tired enough to go to the gym, and to spend one of his days doing nothing but letting his friends pamper him, feeding, massaging, feeding again, and yet still having this hunger inside him that continued to grow.

By the end of the third week, his body had definitely changed, and this was thanks to what Hoshi and Jeonghan had added to his diet, so that calories would accumulate more easily. One morning, they were surprised when Seungcheol didn't come out of his room as usual and, intrigued, Jeonghan decided to go and see him. Jeonghan knocked on Seungcheol's door and went inside. He was surprised to find the leader still asleep, with his belly exposed and about twenty empty snacks beside his bed. He smiled as he looked at his friend - he'd really got him hooked, hadn't he? He then passed his eyes over his admiring body, their masterpiece. His belly, which had been slim and muscular three weeks earlier, had turned into a fatty covering with bulges that were now visible, his thighs were much wider and fattier than before, not to mention his new breasts, which were apparent. Oh yes, he had changed, he was no longer the muscular man of a few weeks ago, and it was all thanks to his friends who had made it a point of honor to feed him like the little pig he was deep down. Jeonghan then walked over to the bed, and sat down beside him, gently caressing his face and taking the opportunity to feel his soft cheeks against his hand, and his double chin now part of his face, having totally obliterated his well-defined jaw. Maybe his metabolism had been fast enough to make him lose weight before, but with this new diet his body knew how to pile on the pounds easily.

"hyung...your breakfast is ready!" then said Jeonghan gently and Seungcheol woke up and smiled softly, thanking him.

He then began to sit up but realized that his stomach was preventing him from sitting up, wasn't he supposed to have abs? He wondered, and then Jeonghan took his hands to help him sit up, taking the opportunity to kneel down and gently caress his belly, which was now resting on his legs.

"Are you going to admit you lost?" then said jeonghan, looking up.

"No...well....I haven't finished the bet yet..."

"But there's one piece of evidence you can't hide any longer." he said as he straightened up and caressed his new curved hide of his body, until seunghceol's belly suddenly began to rumble and jeonghan smiled. "well..let's move on you must be hungry little piggy..."

"I'm not..."

"No, of course not...not yet..."

The days continued to pass, and what should have been evidence for Seungcheol was not, and he would not admit defeat. How could he have lost so miserably? He'd lost to his friends in what should have been an easy challenge, and all he'd gained was weight, and he loved it. Seeing his body get fatter and fatter, greedier and even hornier at the mere thought of getting fatter and fatter, being able to gorge himself all day long and, above all, having his friends encourage his behavior was like a kind of paradise, and he'd largely lost himself in it. For not only had he still managed to make the comeback, but once he'd finished, he'd lost himself in the food again, eating meal after meal, taking larger portions than the others and barely feeling full. And he liked it that way, his body was far from what it had been, as if he'd become the opposite of himself, but he liked himself even more that way. That day, he was sitting on the sofa, having just finished eating a menu designed for four people and trying to massage his stomach in the absence of his friends. He was wearing a T-shirt that was far too small for him, and wearing pants would have been pointless given his condition, and was calmly digesting his meal. His body was sinking into the sofa and his belly would soon fall between his legs; he'd been surprised to discover that a new roll had formed from his belly fat, and he liked it even more. When he was almost in a food-coma, he heard the door open and his two friends arrived with food in their hands.

"We bought you food!" said Soon Young. "oh...you started without us...greedy boy..."

"It was just a little snack..." he said, returning his gaze wondering what was in the bags he was holding.

"Greedy and on top of his lying...if you want to see the contents of his bags you'd better be honest, big boy!" said Jeonghan sitting beside him stroking his belly.

"I was just hungry...this big belly need to be fed..."

"I thought you could double the quantities of your meals without gaining a single gram hyung..." said Soon Young then, this time wanting him to admit defeat.

"I...I...thats because..."

"You're a greedy pig?"

" Y..yeah...and...I need food... "

" Of course you need it...and we are here to take good care of our favorite leader... "

"Thats why I think we should bet more often... "

#weight gain fic #chubbyseventeen #chubby scoups #weight gain svt #chubby kpop #weight gain kpop

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#tom hiddleston x reader #in a heartbeat #bees #breath of the wild #kavetham #ghost bc #gaining weight on purpose #warrior nun #Walker scobell #honor among thieves #incorrect kpop quotes #music #bmw #dollete aesthetic

[gyuluttony]

i looooved your other txt ask! how about yeonjun + member of your choice that recently started dating and both start to plump up with relationship weight? one of them gains a bit faster than the other, and gets a bunch of casual comments from their mutal friends like “jeez, what has [member] been feeding you??” or “huh, you’ve been getting a bit fat, haven’t you?” but they both get at least a little soft cooking for and feeding each other💞

asks mentioning my ults always end up invading my brain space and causing me to hyperfixate until i end up writing them.. so that's exactly what happened here. i think i'm going to go with beomjun for this one because i do love a good bickering couple and especially when they get softer together...

Ice Cream

This is a feederism fic and features weight gain, mutual gain, breaking of clothes and stuffing. Don't like, don't read.

The key twisted into the lock easily and the sound of two men groaning came through when they finally made it into the space of their apartment. Yeonjun's voice was whiny as he complained, "You didn't need to order extra entrees when we already had that many appetizers!"

Beomgyu rolled his eyes, "I know you're not complaining considering you're the one who ate most of it." He seemed rather proud of himself at that statement, which would have riled up Yeonjun more if he wasn't stuffed to the brim at this very moment.

Flopping onto the couch and knocking his head back, he groaned. "Well, when you're bringing the food to my mouth with your puppy eyes, am I really going to say no? You're lucky you're cute otherwise I would have fought." Beomgyu laughed warmly after sitting next to him, a grunt leaving him as Yeonjun smiles, "Full after all those appetizers and then you had like three desserts. You just wanted to skip the entrees."

He caught the way his boyfriend flushed and nudged him, "You're talking about me feeding you all the entrees meanwhile you made sure I practically licked the plate clean for that brownie we got." Yeonjun caught the way his boyfriend's hand patted his own stomach, beginning the digestion of all the food that he had eaten of his own volition and through Yeonjun's coaxing.

Most nights were like this when they decided to go out anyways. Going to restaurants so that they could spoil the other with food were common and considering they were getting paid on alternate weeks, there was no real rest. Ever since they started dating a couple months prior after meeting through some mutual friends.

It was truly a blissful life. Until the party that they went to this week.

"Hyung, you're starting to get a lot bigger, huh?" Yeonjun's head practically snapped towards Kai, the youngest of their little friend group who covered his mouth, almost like he spilled something that he wasn't supposed to.

Yeonjun approached him, standing in his face, cringing inwardly at the way he didn't notice his thighs rubbing into each other when he walked. "What do you mean bigger?" Even if he needed to ask, he was very much suddenly aware of what the younger meant.

What he didn't expect was Kai's hands to find his belly, protruding over his waistband and pressing the confines of his shirt. "Woah, you're so soft now, hyung! Beomgyu's been good to you, huh?" He caught the way the younger winked but the feeling of hands rubbing his gut was flustering him in a way that he didn't realize.

When someone was as confident in himself as Yeonjun, there were some things that needed to be thrown away to not doubt yourself in specific outfits. That meant being confident in your body no matter what. But, it was almost like this comment made him more aware of the fact that he was practically about to burst out of what he was wearing and it probably looked even more strained after he had eaten a good amount of the snacks that they put out.

He felt the way his gut protruded and made holes in the button up due to them struggling to stay together, explaining why he might have had some difficulty getting the shirt on in the first place and as Kai's fingers poked the chub, he was aware of just how soft he has gotten since the first time he wore an outfit of this style.

Kai waves his hand, finally taking his hands of Yeonjun's fattened stomach before he adds, "You've been plenty good to him too though so I think it just makes you both look cuter!" Yeonjun was going to ask what he means before he curiously looks at his boyfriend and feels his mouth dry up.

That sweet tooth of Beomgyu's certainly was showing its effects, his thighs exploded while he sat on the couch next to Soobin. He was always someone who was on the chubbier side but now next to Beomgyu, most people wouldn't even notice the weight. Kai said they had gotten a little softer but given how Beomgyu's shirt was riding up whenever he got heated from Soobin winning in Mario Kart, he was well aware that they had moved past chubby a while ago.

Seeing Beomgyu celebrate and Soobin play fighting with him, now aware of how much of Beomgyu spills out of his touch and how Soobin's arms press into the flab fairly easily makes his face heat up. He should have probably realized this a lot sooner but they had gotten bigger since getting together.

How many times has his hands rested on Beomgyu's plump hips, pressing into them without realizing how much there was to hold? Is that why he had been squeezing his ass when he walked by more? Now that he was thinking about it, the younger man spilled out of his hands when he squeezed him in such a way.

It'd provide an explanation as to why Beomgyu came up from behind him and rubbed his belly, now realizing why his hands had a lot more room to explore than before as he tried to make sure to rub every part of Yeonjun's gut when he was stuffed.

Kai looked rather proud of mentioning it before Taehyun jabbed him with an elbow to the side, "You're making hyung overthink." Taehyun shot Yeonjun a thoughtful glance as Kai looked at him, worried now and using his doting eyes, "Ah, hyung! I don't mean it like a bad thing! You're both looking so happy it's adorable!"

The warmth on his face was unfortunately not lost on Taehyun who shot him a smirk before he added, "Okay, let's watch something before those two kill themselves over who got last place worse." Sitting next to his boyfriend on the couch, he was more aware of the hand that ended up on his thigh, not able to completely hold it like Beomgyu used to do when they started dating. Leaning against him, it was almost like his moobs acted as a pillow and it was the first time that Yeonjun realized his chest had ballooned to the point that they could be classified as that.

The rest of the night was spent with Yeonjun moving carefully so that he didn't properly burst out of his clothes and Beomgyu still coaxing him to eat more with him unable to say no. Taehyun's eyes ended up on him when he felt like loosening his pants, only adding to the embarrassment that he felt towards this incredibly late realization.

Arriving at their apartment, they stumbled back in a similar fashion how they did most nights as Yeonjun pressed his lips passionately into the younger, unable to hold back from the constant touches the entire night. He hadn't noticed all this excess prior to today and now that he had, it was just another thing to drive him crazy.

Feeling so confident in the weight, he's put on, he presses himself into Beomgyu, leaning against the door, their guts mashing into each other and a burp coming out of the younger, embarrassed due to how stuffed he is. "Sorry," spills out of his lips in a quick breath before they're against each other again, Yeonjun's hands slipping under Beomgyu's sweater to massage his belly only to get more whimpers from him, the pleasure from both the massage and relief from his boyfriend making him melt under his touch.

Whatever happened that night was the best time they ever laid together. Full of attention, love and admiration of the other's softened body. Yeonjun didn't know if he ever have enough fat to classify as anything but skinny before but Beomgyu made to show extra love, squeezing his softened gut, kneading the fat and biting every extra bit of adipose on his thighs.

However, what he didn't expect was the way that they didn't discuss anything. They carried on with their same habits. He noticed that Beomgyu's hands lingered a lot more and explored just about every extra inch of Yeonjun's body and he wasn't going to complain about it.

As Yeonjun boiled about five packs of Buldak for them to share, he felt Beomgyu press into him from behind, hands on his stomach as they slipped into Yeonjun's undershirt, rubbing his boyfriend's belly. It had gotten to the point where it protruded pretty proudly even when not stuff and was currently rumbling at the food that he was currently prepping. Beomgyu's own stomach slotted comfortably into the curve of his back.

"How much longer, hyung? I think we're going to get a noise complaint from the way this won't shut up." He lifts Yeonjun's belly and lets it flop down, causing him to jiggle as he feels himself shiver. He can practically feel Beomgyu's mischievous smile on his back as he turns, pinching the flab on his boyfriend's tummy.

"Yeah, this certainly isn't helping. So, it won't be too long." Yeonjun shakes Beomgyu's stomach for good measure, causing the younger man to yelp before laughing while hugging his boyfriend again. A smile curls at both of their lips before they resume the back hug position so Yeonjun could continue cooking.

The weight they've put on is just showing how comfortable they made each other.

Beomgyu's hands move up to Yeonjun's plump chest as he holds them, voice sounding shaky, "We're not that good with spice so maybe we can have some of the ice cream in the freezer after." Yeonjun's mind remembers how they bought two large tubs and he was already thinking of dessert with the five packs they were cooking. His touch was teasingly slow on Yeonjun's stomach, speaking his thoughts for him. Wondering how big he'd get with all of that food packed in there.

"One for both of us." Yeonjun said it simply and he felt a shaky sigh leave his boyfriend as his hands moved onto Yeonjun's large ass, his own gut hanging on top of it.

If they were this comfortable with each other now, who knew what would happen if they kept goading each other on like this. But, Yeonjun couldn't say he minded it.

#kpop feederism #txt feederism #gyuluttonous behaviour #chubby yeonjun #chubby beomgyu #weight gain fiction

[cutiedwaekki]

BADTZ-MARU

— math is the love of my life.

Bangchan x Changbin

summary : Students at SKZ High School found a great way to learn math without the knowledge of their math teacher, Mr. Seo

contain : weight gain ; sort of humiliation; stuffing; a lot ; math ; SFW

A/n : initially this came from a joke (@nana-kom you know 👀) but i hope that you will like it ♡

Honestly you can clearly see how much i love math HAHAHA

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

"Okay class, open your textbook to page 43, and we'll continue with the lesson from last time".

Professor Seo's voice echoed around the room, and he knew how to command the respect of his students, who listened carefully and with great attention.

Admittedly, talking about Neperian logarithms wasn't the most exciting thing, but teacher Seo always knew how to make the class fun and interesting. And let's be honest, the students loved watching him. Sure, he wasn't very tall, to the point where some of his students were taller than him, which hurt his ego, but he was quite imposing with his muscular build, making all the girls who saw him as the ideal man and the boys who wished they had his body squint.

How could a man with such a perfect figure love something as complex as maths? He looked like a jock but talk like a nerd !

Even some teachers wondered. His name Changbin, he aroused the curiosity of many. At just 24 years of age, he had already graduated as a full professor and was proudly teaching at SKZ high school.

Physically, he came across as cold, authoritarian and even frightening. Even the tone of his voice was hoarse. But in reality he was so bubbly, naive, almost innocent.

His former students still had the image in their minds of inviting their teacher to a karaoke party to celebrate their graduation, not expecting him to dance so energetically to popular girlgroup songs.

Changbin was a mystery in itself, a polynomial equation of the second degree;

Difficult to solve when you don't know. Hard to spot if you don't have the eye. Difficult to understand if you're not paying attention.

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

At lunchtime, Changbin greeted the students and left, almost skipping back to the administration office where he was a member in order to put his things on his desk.

—"You're the only one who's this jovial on a Monday" commented Chaeryeong, his colleague and friend, also a teacher but of Korean. "Clearly I don't know how you can expend so much energy and still be energetic" she said with a sigh.

—That's right, it's Monday! Which means that this lunchtime it's yachaejeon for lunch" he exclaimed proudly.

Ah yes, maths aside, Changbin was a real foodie, so every occasion was perfect for eating. He didn't just eat his food, he savored it.

—"Pff, I'm not surprised that you're still single".

Chaeryeong left the advisory board first, followed by a Changbin displeased with her words.

Clearly no one was unaware of Changbin's love of food. If the students wanted to woo him, they'd offer him chocolates so he could write his report and get a better grade.

So if you wanted to woo him ... you just had to appeal to his sweet tooth right?

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

At least that's what Chaeryeong had said, Chan had clearly noted every one of her words in hiq notebook. She had clearly said, "If you want Changbin to be interested in you, you have to either flirt with him with weird math puns or please his stomach."

So Bahng Christopher Chan, a sports teacher, had decided to try everything to attract the attention of Changbin, the popular maths teacher who had melted his heart.

It all started at the beginning of the school year, when Chan was transferred to Korea after a few years as a sports teacher in Australia. Although he had a confident build and appearance, his first day had been very stressful: he knew no one, everyone seemed busy with their own subjects and problems to come and help a teacher whose subject wasn't even seens as essential.

All except Changbin

At lunchtime, he sat down with him in the refectory, smiled broadly and told him "It's always confusing on the first day of school, even as a teacher".

That smile, that ease with socializing, that way of putting him at ease

He'd fallen straight under his spell.

Now you can understand why, on that Monday morning, when Changbin was giving a fascinating lecture on Neperian logarithm to his class, Chan had come up to Chaeryeong and begged her to give him some advice.

He would at least hope it would work, he really wanted Changbin to feel as loved as Chan felt when he came to talk to him.

.(・∀・)ﾟ.+.

—"So what does the triangle say to the circle?"

—"....I don't know but i guess you're going to tell me."

—"You're pointless"

Clearly a normal morning for Changbin, taking a coffee break with Chaeryeong who, although annoyed by his friend's jokes, always paid attention and listened to him, showing how much the brunette meant to her despite her bored expression.

—"I've got one too", said Chan, suddenly intruding on their conversation. Chaeryeong didn't mind, knowing Chan's intention while avoiding Changbin's math joke and laugh.

—"Go ahead, but I warn you, I know all the jokes.

So Chan took a straight, serious look before clearing his throat and speaking, "Are...are you a 45-degree angle? because you're perfect".

Changbin clearly didn't expect this, he was half flattered and half confused as a blush grew on his face. "Nice one... you got me" he said before chuckling, seeming not to understand the meaning behind the joke that was so obviously a pickup line more than a joke.

But before Chan could retort, Changbin moved away, adding that it was time for him to get to class.

—"I told you, he's slow to understand, so if you really want to seduce him, seduce his stomach!" Chaeryeong exclaimed, crossing her arms before walking away towards her desk, leaving Chan and his hand full of maths pick-up lines writtend on his hand.

Maybe she was right

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ.+.

—"Chae' did you put that box on my desk?"

—"Yes, because I've been madly in love with you for years and I only chose to tell you now."

Changbin just chuckled at his friend's sarcastic reply, he was intrigued by the large box in front of him, a sort of basket with a whole heap of goodies, he supposed it must have been a parent who had sent it to him, as a member of the school board and a maths teacher, he was the one whose parents turned to him to help their child find a good school or even get into the best one.

There was a letter, he would just have to know.

The outside of the letter was a pretty pink color, it was so cute, the inside, on the other hand, was empty, no message of thanks, no declaration of love, just a sentence

Are you √2? 'Cause I feel irrational around you!

From : C.B

He closed the letter as quickly as it had been opened and moved away from her, blushing. Clearly he hadn't expected that and this person seemed to know a thing or two about mathematics to concoct a pick-up line for him that honestly seemed to work well.

—"You're so dramatic, just take the sweet and shut up or I'll shove it in your mouth".

Before pissing off his friend, Changbin mumbled a few apologies before sitting down on his desk, unwrapping the wrapping before starting to nibble on some sweets while he worked.

What he didn't suspect was that in the distance a certain sports teacher was staring impatiently in his direction, more than a little proud that his plan had worked, if he kept at it he'd one day be able to confess himself to him and they'd be together forever.

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ.+.

—"You know, you should slow down with the sweets."

—"And throw all that free food? Impossible" Changbin didn't even seem to react to her remark and just finished eating his doughnut, his cheek covered in powdered sugar.

—"Fine , but don't complain because you've put on weight" Chaeryeong sighed, deciding to move on as her worries to his friend went unheard.

After all, gifts from this secret admirer were becoming more and more frequent? In addition to chocolates and candies, Changbin had recently been treated to pastries ranging from muffins to doughnuts. One thing was certain, these foods were always eaten by Changbin, who hated wasting. Nevertheless, all these caloric excesses meant that after several weeks without knowing this mysterious secret admirer, the maths teacher was seriously starting to put on weight.

It was nothing at first, just a swollen abdomen and plumper cheeks. Then his thighs started rubbing together, his ass making every pair of jeans hard to wear. His belly swelled relentlessly, pushing against her shirts where between each button you could see his fat.

With all these changes, you'd think Mr Seo would have decided to go on a diet and exercise more. But he always had a reason to put it off.

"I have to correct test"

"I've got to do subjects for my class".

"I have to prepare a presentation for the administration office ".

Eventually, he became accustomed to this weight, and it even became one of his charms.

At least, the students were sure they could tempt the teachers with a few sweets, but no one was surprised to see him eating such large quantities in the canteen.

And Chan ... let's just say that he discovered that he was madly in love with Changbin, he had fallen even more for his body.

Seeing him eat so happily, rubbing his belly after a meal. Worst of all, once, when they'd both stayed late at school, he walked past the board office and caught him playing with his belly, resting it on the edge of the table and then dropping it back onto his lap.

Since, his deliveries of sweets had become more frequent and in greater quantities. And if at first his pick-up lines on maths were amusing and cute, they were becoming more and more sexual in nature, like :

Baby, I wish you were x2 and I was x3/3 so I could be the area under your curve.

I know my math. And you've got one significant figure

I'd like to be your math tutor for the night: add a bed, subtract your clothes, divide your legs and multiply!

I like fractions, do you want to do some with me? I am like a numerator because I like to be on top.

At first he was afraid his words might go too far and scare Changbin, especially when he saw him hurry off, taking all the letters and some cakes and running to the toilet.

Chan was worried he'd gone too far. Luckily, it was during the holidays, so there were no students in sight.

After all, nobody but Chan needed to hear him moaning as he masturbated AND eating in the bathroom...

Changbin seemed to like this secret admirer very much indeed.

But would he still love him if he found out it was Chan?

.(・∀・).+.

—"Don't you think Mr. Seo has put on weight?"

—"Are you kidding, I feel like he's getting fatter each day!"

— "Stop it, that's not nice! Mr. Seo is a good teacher and we shouldn't make fun of him".

—"We're not making fun of him Lily, we're just noticing that the function f(x) of his weight is equal to eⁿ with its limit n when n times to infinity equal to plus infinity"

—"Who are you trying to impress with your formulas?"

- "The positive side is that at least his weight makes us study our courses"

—"Do you really want to do math from the teacher's weight?"

—"I bet you I can create a whole problem"

—"Bet? If you fail, you'll have to do my homework for 3 weeks."

—"Bet"

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

—"Coach Bang there you are! You're in a good mood, aren't you?" commented one of the admins.

—"That's because I've got a date tonight with my crush" he said as he whistled happily, causing various whispers in the room.

—"You have a crush ? Who is she? Is it a teacher from here?"

—"I bet it's Chaeryeong, you always go to the admission office !"

Chan just chuckled and grabbed an apple from one of the fruit baskets before putting down some files. He was about to leave without saying anything, but couldn't resist adding, "I never said it was a woman", creating a huge hubbub in the room as everyone debated the lucky one.

At the same time, Changbin entered the office, handing over some files for next year's re-enrolment of his second-year class.

He smiled innocently as he waddled happily along.

—"Oh, looks like you've got a date tonight too, Mr. Seo" commented Felix, one of the secretaries.

—"How did you guess ?"

—"Mr Bahng dropped by earlier and he was just as euphoric as you."

At these words, Changbin could only blush, his phone began to vibrate, and he quickly deposited his file before claiming an emergency at the admissions office.

-"It's crazy, they're all going to have a date tonight, what a nice coincidence" commented Yerim.

—"What if it's not a coincidence ?"

.+.(・∀・).+.

It was getting late, almost everyone had left. All except Changbin, who stayed late to design his lessons for his students. He always tried to make everything fun and entertaining. Even if he was in charge of several classes, he would create each subject for each student, confronting them with their difficulties so that they could improve, but above all not compare themselves with those who had some facility in maths.

He was a very devoted teacher to his students and to his subject. So much so that he didn't feel a presence enter his office until he came up and hugged him from behind.

—"Channie! What are you doing here so late?"

Chan chuckled before pitting his lips against his lover's. "You promised me you'd be home. But you weren't when I rang the bell, so I assumed you were still there".

Changbin couldn't help blushing, he was ashamed that Chan had waited outside his house to finally come back here. But Chan seemed to notice his concern and ruffled his soft hair before adding, "I bough us something to eat!"

—"Oh, you shouldn't have Channie, I told you next time I was paying" changbin pouted before nudging his lover gently.

—"Get off work early and maybe you'll finally invite me in for dinner" he said with a sneer.

But as Chan brought out the bowls of noodles, he was surprised to count 3. He looked up at Chan, especially when he opened two bowls of noodles towards him, while he was content with just one.

Changbin was certainly naive, but not stupid, and he put his hand on his belly and rubbed it, a sort of habit he'd acquired since his belly rested on his knees.

—"Why do I get two bowls and you don't?"

Chan, who had started to eat, choked, looked up at him shyly and pretexted "it was the offer, two bought one free".

—"More like you're trying to fatten me up!

—"So what? Doesn't it work?"

—"I've had to change clothes sizes three times since the beginning of the year."

—"I'm just trying to keep you healthy", he said, grabbing one of the bowls and feeding it directly to Changbin, who didn't seem really surprised by it. In fact, he was used to it.

—"As a sports coach, wouldn't your aim be to keep me fit? I used to be an musclar".

But chan chuckle, it's true that if Changbin had put on so much weight it was mostly dut to his secret admirer who liked to send him sweets and puck up lines about maths.

—I should, but I love you more than your body. And I like to have something to hold on to, if you know what I mean".

At his words, Changbin coughed lightly and gave him a light tap on the shoulder, while Chan smiled in satisfaction.

—"So you love me like this?"

—"I love every one of your curves Binnie, I could kiss your whole body to prove it"

—"What if... I liked it too? What if I wanted more? Would you like that?"

—"You can do what you like with your body, my love, I'll be there to support you, but if you want to put on weight, I'd be delighted to help you, I love to see you eat well"

Chan underestimated the impact of his words on Changbin; he seemed to be zoning out, but in reality, he was just holding back a groan. The mix of being fed plus being worshipped by Chan was a big turn-on for him, who just continued to eat in silence while Chan fed him, commenting on how handsome he was, how cute his belly was, how his ass drove him crazy.

The evening had begun to unravel when, by the end of the second bowl of noodles, Changbin's shirt was stretched to the limit, his belly showing through the gaps in the shirt as his buttons struggled to stay in place.

As soon as his shirt ripped, the two of them looked at each other, obviously just as excited by it.

—"Do you want to do it here?" Changbin whispered.

—"The closet on the second floor is always empty, there's no surveillance camera.

—"It's ... too far"

—"Don't worry I'll carry you my sweet prince, you'll have nothing to do, just enjoy"

—"Channie I'm too big for you to carry"

But Chan didn't seem worried and complied, carrying the brunette in bridal style. "I'm training to lift weights at the gym for this moment my love"

—"You're such a cliché"

—"But you love me for it"

—"Sure, now please , show me that my body is the nicest arc length you've ever seen."

.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

—"Don't you find that Coach Bahng often goes to the admission office ?"

—"Have you noticed it too?"

—"Yeah, but if it's not for Miss Lee or Miss Park I really don't see why."

—"Don't you know? I hear he likes men!"

—"Really? Then it would be for the interim Yang?"

—"I think so too"

Suddenly, another, deeper voice interrupted their conversation: it was Felix.

—"You know there's also Mr. Seo".

Yet they both looked at him before a face of disgust formed.

—"Not that we don't like Mr Seo, Changbin oppa is so nice and funny, but he doesn't seem the type to please a sports coach, if you know what I mean".

Felix was puzzled; he liked the gossip between secretaries, but here they were clearly belittling a teacher over his physical appearance. Just as he was about to give a speech on the importance of not judging a book by its cover, a group of students rushed in, all looking shocked as if they'd seen a ghost.

—"What's the matter, Ji-Seok?"

—"It's Mr. Bahng and Mr. Seo they're ...."

—"What's going on? Has something bad happened?" Felix asked worriedly, putting his hand on the high school student's shoulder, as if to reassure him. The boy looked so panicked that something serious must have happened!

—"My friends and I were on our way to the music club when we heard a noise in the 2nd floor closet . We wanted to see who it was and... we caught Coach Bahng and Mr. Seo having... you know ".

At this news, all jaws dropped, only Felix smirked slightly and turned to the two secretaries who were talking about Coach Bahng's love life.

—'Not the type to please a coach uh?"

All day long, the rumor of Coach Bahng and maths teacher Seo making out in a closet was spreading fast, and honestly, neither of them had tried to deny it.

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

—"Yes Gaeul?"

—"Mr. Seo is it true you're dating Coach Bahng?"

Changbin couldn't help blushing at this question, which made some students laugh as they felt they'd had their answer

—"Let's talk about the chapter please, then. To determine the directing vector of a straight line given by a Cartesian equation, you need..."

—"What do you like about him?"

—"Who made the first move?"

—"Is it true that you fucked in the establishment?"

–"I hear he's a chubby chaser!"

At exactly that moment, Changbin sighed heavily; he was definitely too close to his class

—"You know what? You clearly don't want to study, and I don't feel like teaching today" he said before taking a seat, looking far too exhausted for someone who'd been standing for 35 minutes. The students at the beginning shouted victory, as if they were going to get answers to their questions.

Unfortunately, they forgot for a moment that Changbin was still a maths teacher who loved his subject a little too much...

–"At the next class, I'll give you a test, and if everyone has more than 95, I'll answer all your questions."

With a satisfied smile, he took a chocolate bar out of his pocket and ate it as he saw all his students suddenly get down to work, as if scalar product had suddenly become the most interesting thing in the world.

Unfortunately, Changbin was a victim of his own success: his students were so passionate that on the next test, they all got more than 95...

If only he knew that it wasn't only Chan who was passionate about his body...

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

Only if what was meant to be a joke between classmates became a real exercise, which at first spread through the class, making a few laugh.

But the exercise began to leak out to other classes.

Surprisingly, you'd think the students would laugh at Professor Seo, but he was far too proud of his body to take this sort of thing the wrong way.

How did the exercise leak out? It was Professor Seo who did it.

He had caught Jin-seok reading a piece of paper in class, and taking it, thinking it was some sweet words he was exchanging with a student, he was surprised when he read the statement.

—"We're trying to determine Professor Seo's weight. Let's consider u0 as the professor's initial weight such that u0 = 65 kg of reason 5.5 and n the number of months such that u(n+1) = u0 + n + 5.5.

Determine when it will be before Professor Seo can no longer walk through the door".

The whole class froze, sure they'd enjoyed doing the exercise, maybe it had gone too far, but they all appreciated and respected Professor Seo.

Clearly they hadn't expected to see him push up his glasses and waddle over to the blackboard, copying out the statement.

—"It's pretty well formulated for high school students , to be honest, but to make it more realistic there are several things to take into account. Moreover, it is not specified whether the sequence is arithmetical or geometrical; we simply assume it by seeing u(n+1). What's more, we don't have any data on the door's circumference, and weight isn't a really determinable criterion of whether someone can pass through a door or not. Instead of looking for when Professor Seo won't be able to get through the door to give you a superb maths lesson, let's look instead for when his chair won't fit any more, bearing in mind that the weight limit is 115 kg. So as soon as (un) is greater than or equal to 115, this superb chair will no longer be suitable for my body. Any questions?"

The class was speechless, amazed at how down to earth their teacher was.

—"You... you're not mad?"

—"Why should I be? I'm very confident in my body, and I don't mind if my weight helps my students work harder. Look, you've all got together to create an exercise based on a joke, you've understood that maths is a funny thing once you understand it, that means I've made you want to learn. Look how much progress you've made this year, clearly if you don't all have your diplomas by the end of the school year I'll be very angry".

The whole class laughed. They were lucky to have a teacher like Mr. Seo. A man who loved maths and shared his love of the subject.

—"Sir, who do you prefer between maths and coach Bahng?"

—"Know your limits".

.+.(・∀・)ﾟ+.

So guys ... when will Professor Seo outgrow his chair ? 👀

#weight gain #my fic #my fics #skz chubby #chubby changbin #chubby kpop

[muffinwoozi]

Can I request minwon size contrast where Mingyu is pretty big and wonwoo is his skinny little self and Mingyu gets a little insecure after he grows out of another pair of pants. Then wonwoo praises him and reminds him how much he loves his body (can be spicy or non spicy! Your choice!)

sorry this request took some time to post, i've had a stressful week at university meeting my deadlines and all but i'm back in business now woooooo! hope you enjoy <3

(just a heads up that this contains very mild angst, but it's quickly rectified by wonwoo being adorable)

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

Serenity

He’s been trying for twenty minutes, but still no luck.

“Come on,” Mingyu grunts as he pulls the denim up and over his thighs. Despite his best efforts, they remain stubbornly stuck under his waistline, the zipper digging into his stomach when he makes a feeble attempt to button the pants up. He lets out a heavy, persecuted sigh and admits defeat, rolling the fabric down and tossing the jeans aside where they can’t taunt him anymore.

There was a time where his acid wash jeans had been Mingyu’s favourite pair of pants; there had also been a time where he could see his feet over his stomach. At first, his weight gain hadn’t really fazed him. A bit of healthy relationship weight has never hurt anyone, and his boyfriend Wonwoo didn’t seem to mind at all. But as the months went on, as he packed on more and more extra padding, he couldn’t help but worry that Wonwoo was just too polite to mention how big he’s gotten. Now, as he stands in front of their mirror in just his undershirt and boxers, the dread sinks in. What the hell is Wonwoo going to think when he gets home and sees his whale of a boyfriend lounging around doing nothing, the pair of jeans that fit him like a glove not too long ago crumpled up and abandoned on their bedroom floor? 

Mingyu sinks down onto their bed, scrutinising his reflection. He winces as his stomach dips down and brushes his thighs as he crosses his legs. He’s gotten chubby all over, a result of being newly self-employed, especially in his midsection. Now, if he wants to reach the cupboard behind the dining table, he has to suck everything in to get through the tight squeeze between the radiator and the chairs, has to exclusively wear slip-on shoes to save himself from the embarrassment of not being able to tie his laces, has to apologise to Wonwoo when he scoots onto his lap and realises he’s too heavy to do that anymore. He feels a sharp prick of something in his eyes, and before he can register that he’s even upset, the tears start falling thick and fast. 

He’s let himself go. He’s let himself go, and Wonwoo’s probably just looking for a reason to dump him. Mingyu doesn’t blame him. Why would someone like Wonwoo, someone as sweet and handsome and precious as his Wonwoo, put up any longer with a good-for-nothing, lazy-

“Mingyu-yah?” A soft voice calls from the hall. Mingyu freezes. He hadn’t realised how loudly he’s been crying until the silence swallows him up. “Can I come in, sweetheart?”

“I, uh-” Mingyu frantically wipes his cheeks with his palms and slides off the bed, cringing at the sensation of his thighs jiggling as he stands. “Of course.” Glancing at himself once more in the mirror, Mingyu wants to bury himself deep into his mattress and never come out. He looks awful.

The door swings open to reveal Wonwoo standing in the frame, mouth twisted down with worry and holding a box from their favourite family-owned bakery down the street. He looks as gorgeous as ever, brown hair swept neatly off his forehead and skin glowing under the warm glow of the fairy lights they have strung up around the apartment. “Mingyu-yah, what’s wrong?”

It seems like Mingyu’s attempts to appear somewhat present have failed, as they tend to do these days. Wonwoo’s eyebrows are drawn together as he places the box on top of their dresser and makes his way over to the bed. One of the legs of Mingyu’s bastard jeans almost trips him up, and when his eyes land on Mingyu’s bare legs, he seems to put two and two together.

“They, uh, they don’t really fit me anymore,” Mingyu begins, voice shaky. “I could get them on fine just last month, I don’t know what happened. Hyung, I feel so unattractive-” The dam inside his chest breaks. Wonwoo wraps an arm around his shoulders comfortingly. “I- I’ve gotten so careless. I don’t blame you if you’re not attracted to me anymore. I’ve ruined my body, and you deserve to be with someone who actually-”

“Sh, sh, sh,” Wonwoo interrupts, rubbing the expanse of Mingyu’s thick thigh soothingly. “It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about the jeans,” he says. “They don’t matter. We can buy you new ones next time we go shopping. But we really need to talk about this.”

“This?” Mingyu repeats unhelpfully. Oh god, he was right. Wonwoo’s going to be honest with him. He’s going to tell him he doesn’t find him hot anymore, and that it would be best if they go their separate-

“I think you’re beautiful, and I don’t know what I have to do to convince you to feel the same,” Wonwoo says, stroking Mingyu’s cheek. “I love you at any size, Mingyu-yah. I think you’re even cuter with the extra weight, though. When I’m stuck in the office, one of the only things that keeps me going is knowing I get to come home every day and do this.” He squishes Mingyu’s cheeks together so that his mouth pouts cartoonishly and kisses him. Mingyu feels his cheeks heat up. Wonwoo laughs softly.

Something warm and safe and fuzzy blooms in Mingyu’s chest. His breathing steadies, and all at once, the shame and self-hatred that were weighing so heavily on him just moments before melt away like his favourite ice cream on a hot day.

“I love you so much, Mingyu-yah. And I love your body.” Wonwoo frowns. “I just wish you loved it as much as I did.”

Mingyu sniffs loudly and nods. “I’ll try to. I think putting on so much weight in so little time has just shaken my confidence a bit. I just haven’t felt like myself lately.”

Wonwoo gets up to retrieve the box off the dresser, a glint in his eye when he opens it up and shows Mingyu what’s inside; three of his favourite pastries coated in his favourite toppings, the exact same pastries he’s been craving all week but has felt too ashamed to eat. “I think I have something that can help. Would you like one?”

With an enthusiastic nod, Wonwoo sits back down and gently feeds Mingyu the pastries one by one, whispering sweet nothings as he licks his lips clean. “Thank you, hyung,” Mingyu whispers as Wonwoo leans in to kiss him. "I love you so much."

"I love you even more, sweetheart. You have no idea."

#muffinwoozi writes #svt feederism #svt weight gain #chubby mingyu #kpop feederism

[wonyoungzie]

bro my freind said i look like hirai momo. THE HIRAI MOMO. MOMO. AGHHH (my pfp is actually momo but irl i look like her she said :DD)

#kpop diet #kpop ed #m3ansp0 #st4rv3 #34t1ng d1s0rd3r #starv1ng #ed dairy #@tw edd #@n@ tips #kpop #kpop icons #kpop gg #kpop moodboard #mo #hirai momo #momo hirai #dailytwice #wonyoungism #weight loss #i need to lose so much we1ght #i wish i was weightless #gaining weight on purpose #weight loss diet #weight goals #muslim 3d

[maddbarriguitas]

Hola yo hablo español

Me preguntaba si dibujas a los demás? Cómo a Hoseok con la pancita súper llena, y todo suave y redondito en su vientre?

He tardado un montón pero aquí está un hobi llenito con una barriguita llena y redondita uwu espero te guste

No soy Picasso xdxdxd pero he hecho lo mejor que puedo ye.

#chubby belly #bts feederism #bts jhope #kpop #feedeerism #fat belly #gain weight #weight gain #panza #vientre #engorde #feed me #stuff #stuffing

[nana-kom]

Hi 💕 yes I’m very inspired this week so…let’s enjoy it ! This is also my gift for my lovely (ew) @cutiedwaekki so I’ll hope you’ll enjoy 😘

This is a weight gain fic so if you don’t like don’t read.

This contain: weight gain, feedism, dom/sub relationship, dirty talk, and smut.

Maknae on Top

The Yang family was one of the richest in the country. As you can see, they had several businesses to their name, and their wealth had grown steadily over the years. Mrs and Mr Yang had three children, three boys and three heirs. The first son was directly destined to inherit the company and all the shares, while the last son was the one who had to marry well to ensure that the company continued to grow in wealth and fortune. But what about the middle child ? No responsibility for marriage or inheritance, he was simply destined to live his whole life in wealth and luxury without having to worry about the slightest detail, since his parents were capable of doing anything for him. And Yang Jeongin had understood this from an early age: he'd always had everything he wanted, and no one could refuse him anything, neither his own family, or even the people whose job it was to look after him. From an early age, everyone had been clamoring for him, and yet how could anyone resist such an angelic child ? At last, an angelic child with a gift for authority and desires each greater than the last. See:

At 5: his parents had built him his own amusement park.

At 10, he had his first yacht.

By 15: they'd built a restaurant just for him.

And at 20, he had become CEO of one of his family's companies.

Well, he was more like an absent CEO who entrusted all tasks to other people, so nobody had anything to say to him, you know right ? Because he was the boss. He was Yang Jeongin, all his desires was orders and nobody could question his authority. Growing up, Jeongin hadn't really had any friends, so he didn't really know how to behave around others or make friends. He'd never been to high school or college, nor had he been around people his own age. All his life, he'd had private lessons with very good teachers just for him. So, of course, bathing in privilege had made him bratty. And making friends was a complicated task, at least that would have been his problem if he hadn't been so rich, because when he had a problem he could buy the solution so of course he just could buy friends. He could buy anything, in fact, just to satisfy his desires. And of course that just made Jeongin became more greedy for everything around him, that could be for money, but also pleasure itslelf or anything else he liked. He was need to say what he want and people would do it for him, so Jeongin did know how to give order but was not really someone who could actually do thing himself, and he love that. He love having control without to raise a finger, he was just like a prince or a king in his own eyes. But being so greedy made him greedy for a lot of thing and it didn't fail, but it was the same with food: he'd started eating more around his teens as he got older, then discovered the pleasure of having food prepared for him whenever he wanted, not when he needed it, sometimes he was just eating for pleasure and for nothing more, he didn’t need to be hungry, in fact he was never hungry just greedy. As he grow up, he discovered the pleasure of being fed by others, and just become as fat as he was rich. Indeed, Jeongin now weighed over 440 lbs, and to him his weight was just something normal, he was an overfeed richboy, with a bit belly, big cheeks, big everything, he has trouble to walk, and was always waddling, but he didn’t care, everyone was here to help him so he didn’t have to do thing himself.

Jeongin had grown up well surrounded, at first by babysitters, then his teachers, but today he had something much better. Butlers at his service. At the age of 18, Jeongin had hired Chan and Changbin himself, two men whose job it was to ensure his safety but also to take care of his daily chores. They were the supervisors of the other employees in the house, the two people closest to Jeongin but also the ones most devoted to him, but also the ones who had had an impact on his weight gain. They always brought him his food, prevented Jeongin's futile movements, took his calls, and met some of his obligations. Chan was the older of the two and even older than Jeongin, which made him trustworthy and responsible in Jeongin's eyes. As for Changbin, not only was he reliable, with good advice on cooking, he was also muscular enough to help him move around freely. You'd think working for a spoiled brat like Jeongin was hell, but they loved him dearly. Taking care of him was like taking care of someone you loved, someone you wanted to protect, because Jeongin remained naive and more or less innocent, depending on who you were in his eyes.

As time went by, Jeongin had created his own family, or rather his own friends, so there was Chan and Changbin, his butlers, always there whatever the time or place, there was also Jisung who looked after the kitchens and the food served to Jeongin, which always had to be perfect. Seungmin and Minho entertained him when he needed it, one with his singing, the other with his dancing, they came when Jeongin felt like it and they even became friends, although they kept their distance because Jeongin was still an important man. Closer to him was Felix, who had originally been in charge of the pastry in the kitchen with Jisung, but during a conversation with Jeongin, they realized that he shared a passion for video games, so Felix could spend his afternoons playing with Jeongin. As you can see, everyone was ready to entertain him, have fun with him, take care of him and his needs, and it was in this harmony that everyone lived, to satisfy the maknae's needs.

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On a daily basis, Jeongin would start his day by waking up at the time he wanted and then calling Chan or Changbin to help him get up and out of bed, then they would help him get dressed and take him to his dining room where his breakfast was already ready and waiting for him on the table. Jeongin spent part of the morning eating and enjoying Jisung's dishes. He was then joined by Chan, who sat down at the table with several papers in his hands.

"Your parents want to organize a dinner party, they would need your availability."

"Tell them I'll call them directly," Jeongin says, taking a big bite of food as he lets out a groan.

"I also have your company asking when you'd be available to make an appearance?"

"Send Changbin to organize a party for the employees, it'll make everyone happy," Jeongin then said as Chan wrote down what he said. "Ask Hyunjin to come today!" said Jeongin, smiling slightly as he continued to eat.

"I'll send him a message then!" said Chan as he stood up, finishing sorting through some files himself, not wanting to disturb Jeongin any longer.

Jeongin then continued to finish eating, while Chan made calls to the company and to Jeongin's parents; it was part of his daily routine to keep Jeongin's affairs perfect, while Changbin was the physical presence in the company. Both were very involved in the younger man's life, but they both loved their jobs. Jeongin finished eating his breakfast, then Changbin accompanied him to the bathroom to help him finish getting ready. Sometimes Jeongin needed help getting dressed because of his heavy belly and his body himself, after all he was recovert with fat everywhere, even his finger were big, same for his big legs and triple chin. The most heavy part was obvious his large gut which prevented him from bending over and moving freely, but fortunately for him, he had Chan and Changbin ready to do anything for him. The day went on, quietly, and then Hyunjin arrived at Jeongin's big house, going first to a room reserved for him to get ready for Jeongin. He knew how to look his best for his boss, and their time together was becoming increasingly rare, so Hyunjin would do anything to make the most of it. Once ready, he left his room, and Chan accompanied him to Jeongin's bedroom, where he took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door.

As Hyunjin walked through the door into Jeongin's room, he couldn't help but look directly at Jeongin. Hyunjin always had to look resplendent, delicate and sexy, everything to please Jeongin. But when Hyunjin was face to face with him, his inner feelings were very different. Let me tell you how it all began. Hyunjin had worked for the Yang family since he was 16. His parents had also worked for the family in the past, and as Hyunjin needed money, Jeongin's parents had hired him for a short period, to see if Jeongin would accept his presence. After all, he was the only one who could decide. Hyunjin in the past, began by tidying and cleaning Jeongin's rooms. His bedroom, his bathroom, his kitchen, his living room, his gaming room - it was Hyunjin's job to make sure Jeongin had nothing to say about the cleanliness of his apartments. But it hadn't taken Jeongin long to notice Hyunjin's beauty, the way even while cleaning his body moved harmoniously and delicately, and as you know Jeongin knew how to see people's potential.

He then gave him easier jobs with more responsibility and, above all, no more physical exertion. Hyuniin had accepted, and with this money had been able to afford a dance school to become the popular and talented dancer he was today. He was now working in a company as a choreographer alongside Minho, who had followed the same path as Hyunjin. But one thing about Hyunjin, he had always admired Jeongin's body. Every curve, every bulge, every shape, the way he grew fatter and heavier and lazier with age. Hyunjin was just in love with Jeongin body and fatness, and his personally who know how to be at the same time a good dom and be gently and kind at bed only with him, because Hyunjin keep is perfect aspect just for him, his most sincere desire was to be with Jeongin. But as it was impossible they just were sex partner. It was when they were both 20 that Jeongin proposed a new deal with Hyunjin, and so he was chosen to be the one to fulfill Jeongin sexually. After all, Jeongin didn't need to be in a relationship to be taken care of, he just had to pay and everything was taken care of. But for Hyunjin it was different: this was the moment when he could let his fantasies goes and explore his feeling more deeply.

Now back to the present. Hyunjin had just arrived in Jeongin's room wearing a simple black satin bathrobe, his long brown hair loose and falling delicately over his face. He then walked over to Jeongin's bed, where the latter lay dressed in nothing. The only thing covering his intimacy was his enormous belly, which took up all the room in the bed. Jeongin was propped up by several cushions beneath him. His arms were coated in fat and his whole body was enveloped in it. His heart was beating fast, Jeongin didn't claim his presence often but when he did Hyunjin felt so happy and excited to spend a moment close to his boss/sexpartner that he secretly loved. Hyunjin then gently sat down on the bed next to Jeongin so that he could take off his clothes. It was a routine that Jeongin had established; he liked to be the one to discover Hyunjin's body.

Over time, however, Hyunjin had noticed that Jeongin was finding it difficult to make too many movements and was tiring himself out for nothing. So he decided to put on less clothes on him or clothes that were easy to remove with just a few movements. Jeongin put his hand over Hyunjin's robe and removed it with his own hand, then Hyunjin, once naked, placed himself on top of Jeongin and began to kiss his belly with tenderness. When Jeongin watch him like that and touched him, Hyunjin forgot everything around them and fell into a kind of different space-time where there was only him and Jeongin and their bodies against each other. Hyunjin ran his arms over his belly as he continued to caress him. He loved to see the comparison between their two bodies, and to think that even his arms weren't as wide as Jeongin's belly. Hyunjin then continued to kiss his belly, moving gently up Jeongin's chest. You could see that even with his enormous build, Jeongin had hardly any stretch marks - it showed just how much everyone cared for him and his body, as if it were precious. Hyunjin slid down beside him to find Jeongin's face and ran his hand along his triple chins, admiring his face and his big cheeks.

"You're so horny already, you can't even hide it," Jeongin said, smiling and running his hand and fat fingers over Hyunjin's face, which Hyunjin came to kiss gently.

"How could I hold back when you're around."

"You just want to flatter me, when deep down you're just a little whore craving sex..." Hyunjin then smiled and positioned himself on Jeongin before starting to kiss him.

He was the only one who could make him feel the way he did and make him discover a pleasure he could never have found elsewhere. When Hyunjin had first met Jeongin he'd been just a chubby, spoiled teenager, but over time he'd become a bratty slob always asking for more. And he was exactly doing that with Hyunjin. Hyunjin then moved down Jeongin's body before lifting his belly to reveal his member and starting to touch it with his hand in long strokes while his gaze met Jeongin's, who had started to moan with pleasure. He was no longer able to touch himself and that's why Hyunjin was there to satisfy his sexual needs. Hyunjin accelerated his movements as he placed kisses on his gut and gently licked the curves of his body.

"You're so fat…soon you won't even be able to move."

"And you'll become even more addicted to me won't you?" at the same moment Hyunjin released his member before this time sinking lower to the level of his hole and penetrating him gently.

"I'll keep giving you pleasure again and again...until you don't need me anymore."

"how could I give up my favorite slut ? » Respond Jeongin with a smile that makes Hyunjin gliggled as he continue to touch his lover

Hyunjin then smiled and continued to take care of Jeongin's pleasure. Deep down it was a mutual pleasure even if Jeongin was too self-centered to see how much Hyunjin was enjoying it. The way he talked to him, the way Jeongin's body was a fantasy for Hyunjin, and yet he managed to look detached and simply do what he had to do. Nothing more could ever happen between them, so Hyunjin enjoyed what he was given. And Jeongin enjoyed the pleasure he received, after all someone like him deserved what he had and deserved to have someone as attractive as Hyunjin just for his pleasure.

Their moment together lasted the rest of the afternoon, after which Hyuniin left the room, leaving him in the hands of Chan and Changbin, who had already taken care of preparing a bath for their boss for getting him cleaned up. Changbin then went to Jeongin's room and helped him to get up, then slowly they walked to the bathroom, where Chan helped him in turn and lay down in the bath, where they left him alone for a moment before returning with a drink and something to eat as usual. Jeongin smiled as he let himself be pampered.

"Call Felix, I need a massage." Chan nodded and exited the bathroom before running out into the hallways, calling Felix to hurry up and come.

For Changbin's part, it was time to distract Jeongin until Felix arrived. So he began gently soaping his body, running the glove over every inch of him. Jeongin was so big that washing him usually took at least 30 minutes, and then he moved on to his body and facial treatments. Jeongin remained perfect in spite of everything - after all, he was a spoiled child, he had to remain perfect, and for him, his weight was just a detail. A few minutes later, Felix arrived and Changbin then took Jeongin out of the bathtub and after drying him off with Chan's help, given Jeongin's corpulence. They laid him down on a table so that Felix could massage him. Félix then greeted Jeongin, who frowned.

"Hurry up, I don't want to get sore!" Félix nodded and hurried to get out some oil and start massaging his body.

Like Chan and Changbin, Félix fulfilled several roles for Jeongin: he was a playmate when Jeongin was playing video games, a pastry chef when he had a sweet tooth, and sometimes he was in charge of massages. Jeongin enjoyed Félix's small hands on his body, and the way he stayed quite strong in his grips. As for Felix, it wasn't his favorite role to be a masseur, and he much preferred pretending to lose at video games to having to massage Jeongin's bulges and fat. The massage had to last as long as Jeongin wanted it to, and if he didn't say anything then Felix had to continue, which could be very quick or last for several hours. Felix just hoped it would be quick; he wasn't as close to Jeongin as the others, but he loved the Yang family and even their brattiest child. After thirty minutes or so, Jeongin stopped giving in and Felix went to fetch Chan and Changbin, who took over to finish looking after their spoiled boss, whom deep down they loved in spite of everything. It was just an exemple of how could work Jeongin’s day.

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Other days could be quieter for Jeongin, well lets say different. There were simply days when he didn't leave his room, and Chan and Changbin had to do everything in their power to look after him as best they could. To make his desire happen and not making him angry. When he was angry, it was hard to approach him and something Chan, just send Hyunjin without Jeongin permission, because he was still the one who can keep him calm. Hyunjin was the one who loved his body and make love to it, and that was a stress relief for Jeongin and maybe for everyone because the day Hyunjin were here, they knew they would have time for themselves with no obligation. But this day, Hyunjin wasn’t here and Jeongin just wanted to do nothing. And in time like that, Chan and Changbin knew how to behave. So Jeongin had been put to bed, where Chan had added cushions to straighten him up, then they arrived with a cart full of food and placed a small bed table in front of Jeongin, before putting a towel around him.

"Would you like me to feed you, or would you like to do it yourself?"

"Do it, Im tired today."

Chan then grabbed a fork and began to gently feed Jeongin, who ate much faster than anyone else, he wanted more and Chan was just as fast as Jeongin, by the time he need how to keep him full and put many food in his mouth that could be asking for more for hours. He saw the food, fell onto his napkin, and Changbin then arrived on his side to wipe Jeongin's mouth and allow him to eat without bothering to get dirty. See how he was pampered in his elders, like the prince he was, because deep down that's how Jeongin felt, an overfeed prince, in love with food and with the idea of fattening himself. And of course, everyone wanted to keep watching him get fatter, because in the end, seeing him become so dependent on them would not only keep them in business for longer, but also allow them to be by the side of this bratty child for years and years to come.

#weight gain fic #chubby skz #chubby kpop #weight gain skz #weight gain kpop #kpopfeedism #chubby jeongin

[quokkahans]

Double Catfished! [Part 1/3]

Hopeless romantic Seo Changbin tests his luck in a dating app, and finds a new friend in the name of Jisung. What happens if they finally meet each other after being online boyfriends for months and both of them gain weight? (Also, Jisung has a secret the older doesn't know…)

WARNING: This fic contains feederism, and intentional weight gain which are all SAFE FOR WORK / SFW. If you are uncomfy with this type of story, please look away and scroll before the cut.

AO3 VERSION

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Changbin was a bit nervous, fiddling with his fitted polo shirt while the pants were trying to hold on as the button was on the brink of popping, a result of his greedy escapades which became compounded with stress from not only working as an journalist assistant but also from the possibility of his date slash virtual boyfriend flipping out on how his profile was.. different from reality.

But hold on, how did the black-haired get himself in such a sticky situation? Let's rewind a bit, a year ago to be exact and several kilos lighter. Changbin was in his hopeless romantic phase and like a desperate person wanting to have a boyfriend, he sought his chances on a gay dating app.

"Not this one.. he's way out of my league.", he grumbled, swiping left after doing the same for a few other men who either were jocks or too direct to the point. "Ew, what is that?! Didn't need to see that in a profile picture..", an annoyed sigh came out before the next picture made him stop.

It showed a cute boy, maybe a bit younger than Changbin but he didn't mind that, as long he wasn't TOO young. The boy scrolled down and realized his name was Han Jisung, what a cute name for a cute boy. Not to mention that Jisung works at a cafe and makes the cheesecake there, artisan indeed.

"Oooh~", Changbin whistled, scrolling even more thru the profile and seeing the featured pictures.

But it just sank in that the quokka-like person on the screen was more than that, he was buff.

And of course, Binnie's gaydar skyrocketed and always had a fixation for big boys (if you know what I mean ;D). It was a no brainer for the panicked gay to swipe right and surprise surprise! They are a match!

"OH MY GOD, YES!", Changbin squealed before a 'ping' sounds on his phone, there was a message. Assuming it was Jisung, he promptly opened it and he couldn't help but giggle cutely at what it said.

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== JISUNGIE (Active Now) ==

Quokka.Sung: Hey, wassup? Didn't know I got a hottie as a match 😉

Wait.. WHAT?! That was a complete 180 and a curveball, Changbin didn't expect this baker to be so flirty but he didn't mind!

( Oh.. Hey! 😅 Everything's good. I got matched with a cute baker, so nice. 😉 )

Changbin scrunched his face in disapproval upon reading that, so he erased it. "Ew, I'm not THAT flirty in real life-" 

( Everything's fine 😅 Got you as a match, huh? You're a cute one. What's up there? )

== **SEND** ==

*Sent 10:05 am*

*Read, Seen*

Quokka.Sung is typing.. 

Quokka.Sung: Aww, thank you! Well, had a tiring shift at the bakery. Worth it though 😅

And they started to click with each other and talk, how cute!

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Seo.Binnie: That's nice! What bakery do you work at, by the way? Just curious, hehe.

Quokka.Sung: Well, you might know it but it's Bbokari Bakery! My friend Felix owns the place.

Seo.Binnie: Oh yeahh! I know that one. I could go there if I could but I had a tiring day yesterday so I'll just stay at home. 😂

Quokka.Sung: Fair point! What's been your life lately?

Seo.Binnie: An assistant in a broadcasting network, I handle the sounds and microphones.

Quokka.Sung: Whoa! That's.. amazing! It must be a lot of hard work.

Seo.Binnie: Yeah, but it's worth it. xD

Quokka.Sung: You know what? I'll give you a surpise from the bakery, free of charge. Just send me your place.

Seo.Binnie: *sends location* Surprise me! 

**Quokka.Sung reacted with a 😉 face**

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And that's how the two met, in a dating app. So sweet, right?

Oh, and the surprise was like a collection of cookies, cupcakes and a slice of Jisung's favorite cheesecake. Now that's a very good gift for Valentine's!

-- 3 months later --

Wow, it's been 3 months already? Okay, so the two have actually been talking a lot and I mean A LOT. These two just met at a dating app and now they are clicking! But don't blame them, they just have the same sense of humor and dynamics.

Not to mention that they did a lot of new stuff lately, but they haven't really met in person. Just some audio calls here and there, no problem.

But that just made Changbin the target of teasing towards his fellow workers at the news company, with their main argument being that the shorter man was "head over heels" about a baker next door.

Also, it wasn't the love that grew towards Jisung for Changbin, he also sported a small pooch of fat that was his abs due to the stress and all those snacks he was sent by a "secret person" but he didn't notice it since it didn't show on his clothes.

"And you know, I didn't even do anything and yet I had to pay for the broken light! Ugh, it's so unfair!", Changbin rambled about an accident that happened on set, good thing the newscast wasn't live or it would have become a viral moment.

Jisung, meanwhile, snickered softly while his phone was trapped between his ear and his shoulder as it was another busy day for him in the bakery. "That sucks! I hope it wasn't that mu- Hold on, Binnie, I have another call to take.", the quokka man said before answering a call, supposedly about a delivery.

Then, after the younger finished with the call, he went right back to talking with Changbin. "Oh my god, there you are! You took so long!", the older man almost shouted from the other side of the line and you could know that he was pouting.

"Oh shush, don't tell me you've been waiting for me! Aren't you busy?", the baker rolled his eyes playfully before Changbin snickered. "Not really, we're on break! Also, are you the one always sending me free food to my house?", the older questioned, making Jisung freeze before chuckling sheepishly.

"Ahh, what? Nope, not at all! Like what I reminded you, the surprise was just one time only, right? Maybe you got someone admiring you~", Jisung teased again before chuckling even more, "I'll talk to you later, Binnie. My co-workers are so mean, I'll take care of them teasing me. HAHAHA! Byebye!", he ended the call before Changbin was left speechless.

What the brunette didn't know was that his co-worker, Seungmin, was side eyeing him after the puppy eavesdropped on the conversation. "Huh, looks like you two have been so close, hm?", he snorted before getting nudged by Changbin.

"Yah, it's none of your business!", the older said, a bit flustered but Seungmin just rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah. Let me know when you both are finally together, our friends ship you both by the way.", the puppy-like boy said before dismissively waving a hand, going on with his work.

Were this feelings.. true? But it was something different, and Changbin didn't sleep well lately because of these thoughts.

#j fics #weight gain #chubby skz #chubby kpop #binsung #skz

[purplenimsicle]

So I never post personal on here but I don't really have any where else to talk about this. But I have been on a getting healthier/weight loss journey/life style change since July and this past month I was able to hit my first goal of 50lbs down. And I'm so proud of myself for all my hard work that I had to share.

My journey was heavily influenced by KPOP especially Stray Kids, and Tomorrow x Together. I was able to focus on my workouts and actually enjoy them because of their music. Eventually leading to doing hour long dance workouts in my driveway. Which were the highlight of this whole journey. I can 100% say that Stray Kids and Tomorrow x Together were major factors in my success and in the end saved my life. If I had not found them my weight and health would have just progressively gotten worst.

This year especially the past 6 months have been such a wonderful journey and I am so happy to say I shared it with everyone here, other Stays, MOAs, my followers, Stray Kids and Tomorrow x Together.

This time last year I would have never thought music - let alone KPOP a genre I had never even known would change my life so much!

Below are pictures of my progress. I have some pictures from 2020 and 2021. Those were some of my heaviest and I do not know my weight but it is above 300lbs. My heaviest weight this year was 296lbs in July. I am now currently around 250lbs (weight as of 3 weeks ago). I don't weigh in often because the scale lies when you are gaining muscle. Remember don't go by the numbers in a scale. Go by measurements. I went from a size 3xl to an xl. I have not been this weight or size since high school 13 years ago. And even then I was no where near this muscular or have this much energy.

#weight loss journey #life style change #eating healthy #working out #dance workout #down 50lbs #getting healthy #gaining muscle #stray kids #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #txt #skz #you can do it #do it for yourself #dont be afraid #a healthier lifestyle is out there #encouraged by kpop #thankful for kpop #kpop can change your life #forever grateful #new years resolution #kpop saved me #kpop #tw weight #tw weightloss #getting healthier #motivation #asks always open #thank you

[cheekyquokka]

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#I do just be scrolling through shorts on YouTube and the amount of times something pops up that’s like #‘kpop idols who got plastic surgery’ ‘kpop idols weight gain/loss’ ‘idols who are insecure about x’ #it’s just another thing that’s like why is this the culture? why comment on it? #let these people do a dancey dance and sing-a the songs #it’s like- I do believe attention should be brought to some issues but the way people go about it it seems like faux concern #a lot of it seems like shaming- your concerns for this stuff should be targeted at the companies or the fans who obsess over it #why are you directing it at the idols themselves- they’re doing what they’re pressured or told to do #or what they think will make the fans happy #and some of it is potentially not even true- it's just assuming and/or projecting #I’m in a 🙄😒 mood today if that hasn’t already come across lol #and for some reason I’ve chosen fandom culture as the target #I just want them to be able to do some dancey dance and sing-a the songs- literally what they signed up for #oh and behind the scenes fun of course- love seeing that part too #btw the video I just watched that sparked this rant- #they said Binnie had chin reduction and proceeded to show a 'before and after' #the 'before' picture was pre debut skinny binnie at one angle #and the ‘after’ was super buff bin and a completely different angle 🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️ #a few videos before was about Yuna's ribcage- I scrolled past it almost immediately so can't say for sure but it started off very shame-y

[gyuluttony]

So, that Ateez feederism bug has certainly taken root and I couldn't tell you why exactly. (It's because I finally am getting a feel for how many people like it as much as I do 👀)

And with that being said, I want to write about another one of my ults, being San... it's not going to have a fixed pair... but that doesn't mean he can't play around hehe

Better

This is a feederism fic and features weight gain, weight gain denial, breaking of clothes, and smut. Don't like, don't read.

Finishing his set in the gym, the sound of the weights clanging on the machine as it settles. He's panting as he looks at himself in the mirror. He's come a long way since he started working out. He remembers the first time that he set foot in the gym and how just about everything intimidated him. Flexing his figure, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as a result of just how far he's come. It wasn't something that he achieved overnight after all. Lots of effort had to be made to get his body to the level that it was currently at.

While he washed up, some things came to mind. Like there were people who might have struggled with the idea of going to the gym for the first time and plenty of questions that they had. As he lathered up his firm pecs and broad shoulders, it was properly occurring to him that he had a rather amazing set up. The gym was owned by his friend, Yeosang, which meant it would be fairly easy to set up a camera and record beginner guides to helping out those who needed the advice. While he rinsed off, his mind was already buzzing with ideas as to what he'd need to mention with Yeosang if he wanted to get the go-ahead on this idea.

In his mind, as long as he delivered his advice to a level that was befitting of the audience, it shouldn't be too hard to get the information out to everyone who needed it. He arrived at his apartment as he announced, "I have the best idea ever."

Wooyoung had flopped his head over on the couch to look at him, an eyebrow raised curiously while Seonghwa paused the game that he was playing to look at him. "Oh, how was the gym, Sannie?"

He simply gave a thumbs up before he sat on the coffee table in front of them to look at them eye to eye, almost like he needed to be at that level to brace them before his idea properly blew them away. "You're not ready for this."

Seonghwa kept his encouraging smile on his face while Wooyoung looked at him, a little exasperated, "What is it? You've hyped it up but haven't said it yet."

San paused for dramatic effect for a moment before he stated, "I'm gonna start a channel to promote fitness for first timers because they don't know what they're doing and Yeosang already gave me the go ahead."

There was a pause in the air before Wooyoung just sighed as Seonghwa politely began to play his game again, ready to listen as background noise, almost like his interest had pulled away.

"What?" San looked genuinely puzzled as to why the attention had waned.

"No offense, San, but I think I've seen about a thousand channels like that where they all advertise their advice. It's just oversaturated and almost everyone does it." Wooyoung rips the bandaid off rather easily and it's hard not to deflate a little.

He pouted rather easily, "It's a great idea! I didn't get like this without knowing my way around the gym so I think I'm pretty trustworthy!" The way that he flexes while having a cute expression flusters both of his roommates as Wooyoung openly gawks the muscles on display while Seonghwa pays closer attention to the game that's on the screen before pausing it when San seems to wait for them to comment again.

"Wooyoung does have a point, Sannie." It's hard not to coo at the sight of San being more pouty than expected as his plans are stepped on but Seonghwa continues, "But, I think you'd be able to carve a niche as you are. You do a pretty good job of that." He can't help but smile as he blushes at the kind words of the older one at that.

A pat on the shoulder comes from Wooyoung, "If you need someone to film, I'll be happy to help. I feel like you'd be bad at setting up shots." He raises a fist, threatening to hit his friend before muttering that he'd appreciate the help.

After a little bit more planning, the first video goes without a hitch and he can't help but feel a pit in his stomach as he watches the video process before it slowly uploads on their shared Internet. Both Wooyoung and Seonghwa are in the room as moral support when it finally finishes and he can't help but stew.

A couple of minutes go by and San whines, "I really put a lot of time into this introduction! Even Hongjoong helped me with editing everything in a nice way!" The video looked rather professional and not amateur at all thanks to the older man's touch that San promised to repay him for at dinner one day.

Wooyoung patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "You can't expect everything on day one, San. It'll take some time." He left him in the room with Seonghwa who seemed to smile encouragingly, "Yeah, it already has about fifteen views now so that's more than just our friend group. Give it some time to settle!"

Even if he was going to heed their advice, it didn't mean he wasn't going to bed sulking... but when he woke up that morning, the fact that his phone was warm and currently buzzing with notifications was a cause for alarm. Looking at it in shock, all of his friends were sending him various links of different edits of him in the video that went viral.

He knew that he looked good but seeing people editing him to shreds while basically making thirst traps of what he had said was incredibly kind to his ego. He felt himself blush while reading the various comments that were left. Was there such a thing as digital footprint with what some of these people were saying? Either way, it didn't take long for his channel to blow up and thanks to his work with Hongjoong, he didn't need to completely rely on him for editing and knew how to do it for himself.

Everything was panning out. He received sponsorship and just about everything under the sun that came with being a successful content creator and it wasn't hard at all for him to stick out in the crowd. A few lingering shots on his body here and there and it would inspire someone to make another edit that would go viral. Even if a lot of people weren't there for advice, it was the views and fans that made him go viral which he vastly appreciated.

Before long, brands were starting to sponsor him. Athleisure clothing brands, various different services and he took a good majority of them. San hadn't had this much money forever even working full time. But, then, he received his largest sponsorship deal yet. It was a formal process. Signing with Fever Supplements, he would have an exclusive deal that would pay more than enough for him to cover his rent on his apartment alone for each month.

All he had to do was take their products and be causal about mentioning it. And considering he was already in the stage to start taking protein again to bulk for the winter, it wouldn't be hard. Plus, their pre workout had tasted amazing from his experience.

At the stage that he was at, he was starting to workout with guests because he knew that the edits seemed to get a lot more traction when one of his friends was in the gym with him. So far, Jongho, Mingi and Yunho had accompanied him before. Today, Mingi had come with him.

Watching San shake his drink shaker made him raise an eyebrow curiously, "What's that? It looks different than what you usually drink." The camera wasn't recording while they were still in the middle of warming up. San liked to record during stretches so that they could have more to capture. Mingi raised an eyebrow as San offered it.

Watching him take a sip and recoil, Mingi looked at the drink in surprise, "Woah... that's really sweet. Are you sure it's pre?" San shrugged, "It says it's pre workout on the container and I think it's their new flavour. It's pretty good though. It's been energizing me for a couple of weeks now before my workouts." Mingi looked at it rather suspiciously before he added, "Damn, I can see why. It wakes you up."

They usually assist each other in stretching and when it comes time to work with each other, San feels his waist intruded on by Mingi, large hands resting on his sides and for some reason, sinking in slightly as San yelps. "Isn't it early for bulking season?" Mingi snickers as San raises a fist, "Like you're one to talk." He pokes Mingi's softened middle who covers his stomach shyly before they continue.

It makes a sort of tension that persists through the video as San noticed how his friend had put on. It's not like he put that much on though. The fabric of his shirt was clinging to him but that's how most compression shirts fit. On Mingi, it was bulging a little at the stomach and he couldn't help but find himself staring.

While they were in the shower, Mingi's voice was clear through the constant stream of water, "Uh, San. Would you be able to hook me up with some of that pre? It really worked and I just had a sip." Blinking a couple of times in surprise, he looked at Mingi, "Really? All you had was a sip." Mingi shrugged nonchalantly before he added, "That's the best I've worked out in a while... but I still have some energy. How about you?"

The words hung in the air for a moment, the tension only growing more intense before San added, "Yeah. I could do some more." He wandered over to the other man before he saw the way that he moved his neck downward and pressed their lips together. Naked bodies were pressed into each other as the water continued to clean them of everything but their desires.

The perks of the semi-private gym were making their way to the surface now as they stroked each other. Doing anything else was a little riskier even if they knew they had the space to themselves because the staff needed to clean soon for the actual hours of the place. What San was noticing was the fact that Mingi's stomach which had been flat the last time he appeared in a video seemed to protrude and inflate when he breathed out in pleasure at San's touch that was threatening to make him come undone. Had he put on weight since then? Maybe his next video needed to be something about weight loss. But, his thoughts were wiped clean as Mingi moved down and began to suck him off. Clutching the railing, his fingers curled in his friend's hair while he made sure to show attention to just about every inch of his length. As much as Mingi ran his mouth, he always knew how to use it just as well which is why they hooked up as often as they did.

As they both helped each other wipe off the mess after experiencing a release, San's stomach growled. "Damn, you're that hungry?" Mingi slaps his friend on the ass, who yelps before he says, "If you want, we can grab some food with Yunho. He wanted to eat with me today anyways."

Another thing that he didn't realize following his sponsorship with Fever was the fact that he was hungry a lot more often. He didn't really notice it because most of the time, he did his own meal prep. But, San seemed blissfully unaware of how the portions of these preps had slowly been increasing everytime. Where it used to be properly be one portion, it was getting to the point where he would eat portions of three for just about every meal.

Whenever he ate out with friends, it was more absurd that he ever would have noticed. Yunho had noticed that Mingi was eating a fair bit as well but San's order nearly filled up the table. He looked curiously as the two stuffed their faces with everything that was bought. "Good workout?"

The pair nodded before going back to stuffing their faces as Yunho watched, feeling his face heat up as he watched Mingi beside him belch before he continued to eat his own food.

From this point forward, just about all of his friends were noticing the amount that San was eating as he continued to increase the portion sizes slowly but surely. Seonghwa noted that he was cooking just about every other second when he was at home and the planned meals were filling the fridge. Wooyoung had tried some of the protein shake that he mixed but felt full a quarter of the way through while San had started to drink two per day. Mingi was starting to become a regular on the channel and those little meals where they would spend nearly two hours eating were becoming a near daily occurrence that San could afford with no difficulty thanks to his income.

However, the strangest part to just about everyone that knew San was the fact that he didn't even notice what all this food was doing to his body. He was under the impression that with Fever Supplements, he was going to bulk. But, following the winter, what he hadn't done was bulk. He had grown beyond the word bulking.

What Mingi was after the influence that San had on him was chubby and even that was being nice. He was definitely lingering closer to fat these days. But San? San had gotten properly fat and was starting to border on obese.

Gone were the broad and defined shoulders that he had launched the channel with as they were replaced with rolls on his back and flabby moobs that were starting to hang with how much fat that they had blown up with. His stomach protruded out so far and his roommates could hardly believe he poured himself into skin tight clothes without breaking them.

Although, Seonghwa remembers one day where he had checked in on San because he had stated that he was going out to eat with Mingi, not even going to the gym this time. Wandering in his room after hearing some noises, Seonghwa gaped at the sight. San was hopping and just that alone was shaking the floor as the massive amount of fat he put on was jiggling as he tried to get himself into a pair of jeans that didn't even make it halfway up his thighs.

San turned his head, panting as Seonghwa noticed more closely that even his jawline that was sharp had blurred and was even starting to develop a double chin just naturally. He couldn't figure out why it was exciting him to this degree. "Ah... hyung, perfect. Can... you help me close these? I think I bulked up too much."

Seonghwa felt a shiver run down his spine as he moved to San. Placing his fingers on the sides of the pants, he gulped feeling his hands press into the soft cellulite on his thighs. Pulling it up was a lot of effort and even more difficult at the fact that San didn't realize how much he was jiggling at just about every desperate movement. They managed to make it up to where they should rest but were presented with the next problem.

The button.

Now, Seonghwa was seriously going to overload at the feeling of his knuckles pressing into the underbelly of San's fat gut while he tried to make the two ends reach. He had tried lying down and sucking in. "Is it easier now?" He wheezed out the question while Seonghwa was praying for how aroused this was making him. His hands brushed San's crotch a couple of times and he heard a couple of whimpers from his fat roommate before he made his advances less coy, placing a hand on the area. It had gotten fatter too given how he knew San's length was a lot more plentiful the last time they hooked up.

San mewled in pleasure when Seonghwa's hand slipped into his pants, starting to please him before he realized that with just about every pump that caused San to move his hips, his gut would move too and make it more difficult to stroke him between the pressure of the tight underwear and his belly moving into his erection. San was losing himself to the pleasure of the feeling but still so horribly unaware of the point that he's blown up to.

They continue on before San releases, soiling his underwear as they both try to catch their breath. The last thing Seonghwa says before he leaves was that he should just wear something comfortable if he's going to out to eat with Mingi.

He does listen and when Seonghwa leaves the room, he's pulled into Wooyoung's room. On his computer screen, he sees orders for clothes identical to what San has in his wardrobe, just to replace everything with proper size ups. Seonghwa can't help but blush when Wooyoung reveals that this isn't the first time that he's done this before but he has San's card and he's gotten enough funding to the point he can pay it off without glancing at what's being bought.

It became an experiment basically. Just how massive could San get without noticing just how much these supplements were doing. Yunho had looked at the label and saw appetite stimulant and bulking formula on just about every product and weight gain enhancers in nearly everything that San mixed into his drinks. Mingi had grown at a slower pace but because he was with San so often, the damage had been done to the other gym goer as well.

The thirst edits of San hadn't changed. In fact, they had only steamrolled alongside his weight. Now, instead of focusing on his muscles, they focused on how strong his arms still were while they jiggled with fat when in between sets. How his belly spilled out of various workout shirts and how plump his ass was when he turned around while doing something. The fans were just about as ravenous as the one they were making these edits for and he didn't pay it any mind because it was still about his body.

In his eyes, he just viewed it as light pudge... even if he was getting to the point where his fattened form was knocking things over with either his belly or ass whenever he was at home.

He had reached a large milestone after almost a year. Over five million subscribers to the channel. In this time, he put on more than double his weight and didn't even bat an eye to the changes, which is still what shocked the other men the most. Didn't even think about how he couldn't fit in booths at restaurants or how difficult it was to do his stretches with Mingi when they were both of massive proportions. Their shower room hook ups had gotten a lot less subtle with all the bulk and San being teased about how much he had put on.

But, that wasn't the focus. He was finally treating Hongjoong to a meal that he promised. He had started to do a lot of the editing himself, so in the groove that he didn't even bat an eye at the way his sides were pressed against the arm rests of his desk chair most of the time. The editing style was retained and Hongjoong was rather proud of the younger man.

He hadn't expected the shorter man to choose an all you can eat restaurant as their destination. "Ah, hyung~ If you eat here, you'll get bigger~" San teased rather easily as Hongjoong's eyes scanned the massive man as if he could talk. He wasn't the slimmest person, carrying a small belly but it's not like he had grown to the size that Mingi had gotten to and San was an entirely different beast. He heard from the rest of their friends that he was unaware but he didn't think it was this crazy.

The two sat down at the booth as Hongjoong said, "Sannie, just let me grab what you want. You might be treating me today, but we're celebrating you too! You're probably the most popular fitness creator out there." It took a lot to not laugh at the sight when he said that. The most popular fitness creator being the largest person in the room, who's gut was pressing into the table and even resting on it where it protruded.

San smiled, "If that's what you say, hyung. I'll be sure to eat well." He had no doubts that the younger had been doing that for months at this point but today would be a proper test. Plate after plate was brought to the growing influencer as he stuffed his face just as well as he promised.

The clothes that his roommates bought for him could only do so well after the third upsize and around the seventh plate, San felt a relief in pressure as his gut expanded and pushed the table off balance for a moment. Hongjoong grabbed it in a panic as he heard the button rattling on the floor.

San looked flustered as he finally took in his body and how everything had settled on him. This wasn't just winter weight. In fact, it was the middle of the next fall. He had gotten so fat that he had broke his clothes. His fattened hands found his gut as he rubbed it, a small groan leaving him as he belched loudly, feeling his face flush from the people around staring at the gluttonous display he had put on.

He squirmed in his seat as he realized his ass needed two chairs to properly rest in them. Looking at Hongjoong who was equally as flustered by the sight, San whined, "Hyung, can we go to your place? I didn't mean to make a mess like this..." There was embarrassment bubbling up in his tone but all of his friends knew that was something that he enjoyed. He just didn't ever expect it to be in this way.

Even in Hongjoong's car, he was more aware of how it dipped and groaned when he sat in it, his belly filling up the space between him and the dashboard as he tried to relieve the pressure that had built up within it. Once they arrived at Hongjoong's apartment, Hongjoong pressed against him into the wall as San groaned while a burp bubbled up. "Oh, Sannie. How did you just realize this now?"

San felt his face flush while Hongjoong's hands explored his ample body, squeezing his moobs and getting a whimper from the younger. "You keep working out but when you're stuffing your face like that everyday, it's just barely keeping you strong." He still had muscles but the chub all over his body was more overwhelming than anything else. Each inch that Hongjoong pinched was a reminder of how he had let the supplement properly take effect and blow him up.

"I still am strong... I thought it was just bulking and-" He groaned when he felt Hongjoong's hands cup his ass and lift it, feeling the heft to him while he relished in the feeling. "This is more than bulking, Sannie. You're fat."

Hearing it plainly made a shiver run down his spine. Was that why he was having so much trouble to do certain things? Was that why people were referring to him as big guy? Was that why when Wooyoung rode him the other week, he only got his hands on his belly and he couldn't even see his own dick when looked down?

Hongjoong squeezed his crotch as they moved to his room, a mix of fat, desire, and pleasure to describe their bodies while they made out. A couple of times where Hongjoong leaned on his gut and got a burp out of the younger to his embarrassment before they continued, stripping each ill fitting layer away from San before he ended up with his ass pointed and his gut pressed into the mattress.

It oozed in just about every direction as Hongjoong inserted a finger, prepping San to take him. He had gotten so massive that Hongjoong, even with his chubby form, felt so much smaller. He was feeling his thighs mashing his fat pad into his underbelly as he rocked back and forth with Hongjoong's preparation of him.

He moaned when feeling Hongjoong enter him, his small belly resting on San's overly softened back as he pumped back and forth, sending ripples into his overfed body. San might have had all these fitness sponsorships but he had grown to a size where he was getting off better from his body humping his fat than properly being fucked and it was only skyrocketing his enjoyment.

It didn't take long for him to finish with how much his dick pressed into his underbelly as he released with a shout and panting to catch his breath while Hongjoong thrusted deep into him, clutching him by the love handles to get a better grip and reached his own ending soon after.

San lied down, flopping onto his back, watching his belly expand and eliminate the view of anything past it feeling himself grow harder again. Hongjoong admired the sight while he lied down next to him, rubbing his belly to help the younger digest after both the food and the pleasure that had just run through him.

A single question filled the air.

"Hyung, what if I put on weight intentionally?"

Insatiable for more was a good way to describe him but he liked himself getting this fat... and it would only get better if he did it on purpose.

#kpop feederism #atz feederism #gyuluttonous behaviour #chubby san #weight gain fiction

[exo-s-victory-lap]

People will be like oh no we shouldn't push harmful image ideas into idols it's so terrible that they're pushed into eating disorders to keep up with toxic beauty standards :'/. And then call anyone above 2% body fat ugly or plain looking.

#like it's soooooo obvious especially when an idol goes from worryingly skinny to ...a normal weight like suddenly they're not hot anymore #suddenly everyones like wait why do i find this person average now... #like bestie the person pushing toxic beauty standards is YOU #sehun taemin BOM MY GOD people were so weird whenever she gained weight.... #that one twice girl...soohyun stayed skinny and people still talked trash whenever she stopped being emaciated #mine #kpop

[muffinwoozi]

hello i come to you with a request please 😌 ok so like size contrast seungcheol/woozi with woozi who is short and chubby (and getting chubbier) with his athletic boyfriend seungcheol who loves teasing him about their differences (both in weight and height) thank you!!

unfortunately my internet in my uni accommodation has been really unreliable lately so it's taken longer than expected to start posting all the requests i've been working on - if you've sent me a request, don't worry, i'm not ghosting you! i have most of them written and ready to go, i just have to wait until i can access the library to post them (yes i have to use the university's wifi to post kpop feedism fic. what even is my life atp)

anyway! i hope you enjoy this, it actually turned out a lot kinkier than i originally set out for it to be aksjdjsjs. there's no smut or anything but i did lean pretty heavily into the feeding/teasing aspect 😉

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Size Up

Jihoon used to wear the same thing every day to work. His cushy office job doesn’t require much more than a pair of black slacks and white button-down shirt, so for the last two years, choosing what to wear had been the least of his worries. If anything, Jihoon liked the lack of variation - having to pick out a new set of clothes each morning sounded needlessly stressful, and he’d preferred to not stray from his typical routine, thank you very much. 

There’s only one small problem, though. Since he began working as an accountant, Jihoon’s weight has almost doubled. Having a job that requires him to stay sitting for a majority of the day paired with a boyfriend who loves to spoil him by taking him out for dinner and feeding him every night has proved to be a terrible combination for Jihoon’s waistline, as evidenced by his jump from a solid 144 to a hefty 308 pounds. A consequence of gaining so much weight has resulted in stretch marks and shallow breaths and the occasional snarky remark from his grandmother, but perhaps the worst thing to come from getting bigger, way bigger, has been the fact he’s lost count of how many times he’s had to replace his simple work uniform.

The first replacement came when he had gained 20 pounds after he and his boyfriend had made a habit out of ordering takeout from their favourite Chinese restaurant down the block, and had come the second he felt his pants getting a bit snug.

Nowadays, however, there’s been some developments.                                                             

He adores the way the thin material clings to the soft fat around his waist, loves the feeling of peeling away the constricting cotton from his pale torso, examining the angry pink lines that decorate his skin from the tight squeeze. He gets a thrill deep in his spine, a hot, burning sensation buried deep until the chub of his stomach whenever he watches Seungcheol’s eyes light up as he feeds him more and more so that he grows out of them.

Nowadays, he waits until he can’t possibly go another day in his work clothes without becoming a threat to public decency. This time, it’s no different.

On Friday, he arrives home to the smell of bulgogi and bao buns and glazed donuts, all freshly prepared and ready for him to dig into. Jihoon knows their cupboards are almost as tightly packed as he is; barely struggling to contain all the high-calorie treats for tonight’s endeavours. He licks his lips excitedly as he closes the door behind him.

“Hyungie,” he calls as he toes off his shoes by the door.

Seungcheol emerges from the kitchen a second later, wiping his hands on a chocolate-stained tea towel. His face lights up when he sees Jihoon standing at the door, looks him up and down like a wolf admiring its prey before his eyes fasten on the huge belly that’s straining against his thinning shirt. Seungcheol sweeps his boyfriend into his arms, pressing his own washboard abs into the malleable dome that Jihoon sports. 

“That shirt isn’t lasting any longer, baby,” Seungcheol teases, digging his hands into Jihoon’s hips hungrily. “You must be starving after such a long day, hm? Don’t worry, Jihoonie. We’re popping you out of that thing tonight.”

Jihoon almost moans as Seungcheol trails his fingers along the crest of his belly, knowing exactly where to apply pressure and wear to stroke gently. Where he’s all large and round and soft, Seungcheol is lean and strong and sculpted; the contrast is alluring, sexy, makes Jihoon blush aggressively when he’s reminded of just how much Seungcheol has fattened him up. It’s exhilarating, knowing he’s given his boyfriend such control over him and his body and how Seungcheol never gets tired of pulling the same old tricks on him. After all this time, his low, husky voice and Herculean muscles still manage to work like a charm on Jihoon.

"Look at how big your belly is, baby. So big and soft and round for me. How does this work, hm? You're half my size and, like, triple my weight. How've you managed that, hm?" Seungcheol's voice dips down an octave. "You must have someone really strong and handsome who can handle all of you, am I right?"

Jihoon nods feverishly.

"And I bet you're looking forward to the food I've made you, right? You must've been holding back for hours."

“Barely eaten all day,” Jihoon lies. “I’m so hungry. Need filling, hyungie.” Seungcheol grins and lightly kisses Jihoon’s chubby cheek before he guides him into the kitchen, towering over Jihoon’s shoulders as he plunks him down into his seat.

The first dish is a huge bowl of three-meat bulgogi, much bigger than the portions served at their local bulgogi joint. Seungcheol loads up a forkful and presses it to Jihoon’s lips, his free hand massaging his belly, slowly rubbing up and down as Jihoon lets out a pleasant moan at the first bite.

“Oh my god, hyungie,” Jihoon mumbles through a mouthful of pork and lettuce as more and more forkfuls come his way. Seungcheol is not a slow feeder - instead, he likes to stuff Jihoon without hesitation, push him to his limits until he can’t physically consume any more food. He loves to see the glazing red of Jihoon’s cheeks as he puffs through each bite, the subtle signs of struggle and determination to not only impress him, but prove to himself that he can go above and beyond.

“Used three whole packets of meat just for you, Jihoonie. Only the best for the love of my life.” 

It’s when they’re coming to the end of the first dish that Jihoon’s stomach really starts protesting. It whines and gurgles as it tries to digest the meal suitable for a family of five. It’s itchy as the skin pulls, stretching to accommodate the swell, as Jihoon groans and drums his nails along the top of it, where it shelves his growing moobs. “Don’t think it-it’ll t-take much tonight,” he hiccups through his sentence, slowly soothing his doughy belly. Seungcheol puts down the fork and sinks both hands into Jihoon’s stomach. It’s still squishy, not quite full enough to harden yet, but the cotton shirt is getting tighter and tighter, the buttons straining and revealing strips of Jihoon’s pale skin underneath.

“You’re doing so well, Jihoonie, so well,” Seungcheol coos. “I can’t wait to see you burst out of this thing. I wonder what everyone at work thinks when they see you waddle into the office with your belly threatening to pop out of your shirt. They probably think it’s as hot as I do. But you know what? They don’t get to touch you like I do.” He squeezes Jihoon’s belly and pats it tenderly before handing Jihoon a bowl of bao buns.

“You’re going to eat all of that,” he tells him, slowly rising up from his chair. “You’ve got until I put the finishing touches on these donuts or I won’t give you a belly rub.”

“Whatever you say, hyungie,” Jihoon says submissively as he bites into the first bun. It’s practically bursting with flavour, the crispy duck filling causing him to moan quietly into the pastry. His belly is becoming heavy as he chews, so he strategically places one hand so that it’s resting underneath in, supporting its weight and rubbing his skin as he reaches for the second one. By the third bun, his breath is becoming laboured and his stomach feels constricted but he powers through like the machine he is, running his chubby hand up and down his underlayer of fat. It’s when he finally reaches his second to last bun that he feels his stomach begin to grow firm, finally hardening with all the food he’s managed to pack inside. Seungcheol’s adding toppings to the final row of donuts in the corner of the kitchen, so Jihoon sandwiches the last two buns together and shoves them into his mouth in two bites. He struggles to breathe through the large mouthfuls but with his hands now fully free, he can attend to his swollen belly that’s now pooled into his lap.

As he palms it, he can tell it’s gotten larger, knows he’s getting bloated with each bite he’s taken. His stomach gurgles and he moans, jabbing the heels of his palms into each area of the expanse in efforts to soothe it. The buttons strain as he takes deep, heavy breaths, and he’s counting his lucky stars that they haven’t popped yet. But as Seungcheol places the tray of donuts in front of him, he knows this is what will send his shirt to its grave.

Seungcheol bypasses the chair and instead drops to his knees in front of Jihoon, palming his stomach lovingly. It feels hot and heavy, even through the shirt. “Aw, does it hurt, baby?”

“My pants do,” Jihoon huffs, one hand wedging its way between the tight fabric and the fat that’s accumulated on his lower hips. “But it’s good. The kind of pain that turns me on. God, the stretch marks are going to be so angry tonight.” His heart leaps in his chest at the thought of how he’ll look in front of the mirror tonight.

“Let’s get you out of this shirt,” Seungcheol says eagerly, voice dripping with desire. He grabs the nearest donut off the tray and shoves it into Jihoon’s expecting mouth, and god, it’s to die for. A burning sensation tingles all over Jihoon’s body as he moans, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

“Oh, baby, you really like that,” Seungcheol whispers. It isn’t even a question; he knows Jihoon’s reached a tipping point. Jihoon locks eyes with him as he feeds him more, his stomach groaning and hardening with each bite. They start alternating between bites of donut and fizzing, sugary cola, the bubbles inflating his rock hard stomach and causing Jihoon to burp softly as Seungcheol continues to fondle his belly.

It’s when they’re halfway through the donuts and down an entire litre bottle that it happens.

Jihoon’s back begins to ache and as he chows down on what has to be the eighth or ninth donut. He’s too stuffed to stretch his arms back that far to attempt to soothe it, but luckily, he has a very strong boyfriend who’s more than qualified for the job kneeling right in front of him.

“Hyungie, I need you to help me-”

He’s cut off by a comically loud tear, the sound of the fabric ripping bouncing off their kitchen walls like an echo. All at once, Jihoon feels a cool breeze on his red-hot stomach as it surges forward like a tsunami, the last three buttons of his shirt no longer holding it back.

Seungcheol moans at the sight before him. Jihoon’s stomach is swollen and massive, covering half of his lap like a pet cat. Slightly dazed, Jihoon is groaning and running his hands over it in every direction possible, basking in the reality of just how big he’s gotten, just how much Seungcheol has fattened him up.

“Jihoonie, you look like a dream,” Seungcheol murmurs, gripping Jihoon’s fat into his hands possessively. “God, the things I want to do to you right now. I’ve fattened you up so well, haven’t I? So big for me, baby. You’ve done so well tonight.” Jihoon’s belly brushes against his abs as Seungcheol leans up to kiss him.

He’s definitely going to have to buy another replacement uniform.

#muffinwoozi writes #svt feederism #svt weight gain #chubby woozi #feeder seungcheol #kpop feederism

[honeytonedhottie]

starting ur fitness girlie era⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌷

starting ur fitness girlie era is actually super easy! its consistency and discipline where most ppl struggle. i hope this post can help make the sustenance of ur fitness girlie era super easy and fun + some fun working out resources to start ✨

FOR CLARITY ;

when starting anything, the most important thing, although cliche is starting from a place of love rather then hate. it feels better and is more sustainable in the long run.

be clear on your goals for ur fitness girlie era. is this something that u wanna maintain in ur day to day life for general health? do you wanna gain/lose some weight? do you just wanna be stronger?

knowing what ur trying to achieve makes finding workouts that target your goal specifically more easy (the more specific the better)

WHERE DOES NUTRITION COME INTO PLAY ;

you should be fueling ur body properly in order for ur body to function well when ur in ur fitness girlie era. if ur goal for example is to gain weight but u notice that u have a habit to eat very little, make a log.

WIEIAD LOG (NUTRITION CONTINUED) ;

i started a what i eat in a day log for a couple reasons. one bcuz i love lists and documenting things about myself, and two bcuz i wanted to make sure that i was eating well and eating good quality foods. bcuz i notice that when i eat well -> i feel well.

eat to fuel your body, dont eat just to eat

include fresh foods

make sure that you eat healthy portions (calling four almonds a meal is NOT healthy, and calling six pizza pies a meal is NOT healthy)

overall just be mindful of what u decide to fuel your body with. an easy drink that helps to be mindful with what u fuel ur body with is with SMOOTHIES.

im so sick of ppl sleeping on smoothies cuz if u dont like to directly eat vegetables or if u want an easy way to intake fresh fruits and veggies smoothies are the way to GO.

ROMANTICIZATION ;

the fun part of the whole journey, romanticization. made a pinterest board for ur fitness journey aesthetic and make it super pretty. invest in cute workout clothes to motivate urself to workout.

formulate a playlist for ur workout, something that gives u energy and motivates you. find a workout class or a youtube channel that you love. dont make working out BORING. get a workout buddy, make some video diary entries about working out/ur workout for the day.

make a blog that records whatever workout that u did. find fun ways to work out, like dancing or going on hot girl walks. create an atmosphere where u can work out and treat the time that u spend working out as a time to nurture and nourish your body.

PATIENCE AND PERSISTENCE ;

motivation isnt going to get u through a sustainable fitness girl journey, motivation can only get you so far. its DISCIPLINE that gets you the results that you want and consistency.

be patient with yourself even if u fall off ur routine and grind, ur only human so let yourself live. as long as you dont make falling off a habit, you'll be okay.

make sure that u emphasize the mind -> body connection bcuz thats super important. working out is not just about working up a sweat; it's about connecting with your body and embracing the mind-body connection.

FUN AND EFFECTIVE WAYS TO WORKOUT ;

le sserafim workout - i've done the le sserafim workout once or twice and it absolutely destroyed me 💀 but in a good way. its challenging but its also rly effective so i recommend.

dancing - if ur into dancing, find a way of dancing that u enjoy to do. some examples include ; ballet, kpop dances, jazz etc

join a sport - join a sport with a friend to make it more fun! but theres lots of different sports that u can play and not only is it good for ur health, but its also super fun

#advice #it girl #becoming that girl #self care #self love #that girl #it girl energy #honeytonedhottie⭐️ #fitness #wellness girlie #health and wellness #fitness girlie era #girl blogging #girl blogger #pink pilates princess #hyper femininity #princess #dolly #work out #nutrition #green juice girl #green juice aesthetic #resources💬🎀 #le sserafim

[yoonbroom]

TOMORROW X TOGETHER FIC RECS

a list of TXT fics I really enjoyed! pls go and show these amazing authors some love <3 if there wasn't a summary I just included a little blurb from the fics! now onto the recs ↓

CHOI SOOBIN

IT'S YOU!! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT I WANT!!! - @koqabear

oneshot, fluff, angst, friends to lovers

Witty jokes? Didn’t really work. Pick up lines? Been there, done that. Now he probably just thinks you’re corny. These are two of many (many) methods that you used to try and get Choi Soobin, your classmate, your friend, and your husband (though he doesn’t know it yet) to notice you. Come on Soobin!!! You’re practically throwing yourself at him and yet, nothing. Is he blind, or just a robot? It’s time to find out.

FAIRY OF SHAMPOO - @02chois

series, fluff, idol au, friends to lovers, smau

soobin found his own fairy of shampoo. the one that makes him smile whenever they show up on screen, and even manages to brighten up his day whenever he's upset. but this feels a little familiar, isn't it? he hopes it won't be like the song they released. he wants to be able to face the fairy that casted a spell on him without the screen between them.

CHOI YEONJUN

JUST A LITTLE TIPSY! - @aakomii

oneshot, fluff, established relationship, idol au

Taehyun calling you to pick up your wasted boyfriend after their videoshoot with Suga!

SOFT MOMENTS WITH YEONJUN - @blue-jisungs

oneshot, fluff, est relationship, idol au

"Hihii!! Your writings are so incredibly good like you deserve to be one of the big 3 writers of kpop fanfic dead serious here. Can i request random moments with idol yeonjun!! In the dorm, practice room, with the members. Just random moments while dating yeonjun :))"

CHOI BEOMGYU

ATTENTION - @/aakomii

oneshot, fluff, college

Everyone and their mama knows about Beomgyu’s massive crush on you. Even you do, but you’ve never given the poor boy a chance. He’s not complaining though, he loves the chase and you love the attention.

ETERNALLY - @h4chi

series, fluff, angst, fake dating, friends to lovers, idol au, smau

yn works as a producer for the companies BigHit and SM. one day she founds herself victim of a dating scandal, but what will happen when she agrees with her company to a dating rumor?

LOVE YOU, LOVE YOU, LOVE YOU... - @wildernessuntothemselves

oneshot, fluff, angst, smut, arranged marriage, royalty

You go into your arranged marriage already distrusting your husband and all other men, and despite him repeatedly attempting to gain your favor, you are resolved to rebuke him at every turn. Will you manage to keep up the walls you’ve built to protect yourself, or will prince Beomgyu succeed in getting through your defenses?

HOW TO GET THE GIRL - @ijhyo

oneshot, fluff, angst, friends to lovers, college

lee chaeryeong is the most sought after girl in your school. everyone has fallen victim to her charms, including choi beomgyu and it is no surprise that he wants to try and win her over. what is a surprise is that he came to you for help considering that one: you have never spoken to him in your life, and two: you have no connection to chaeryeong at all. well, except for your beginners music composition class.

TOTALLY UNLABELED KISS - @heart2beom

oneshot, fluff, best friends to lovers

in which you and beomgyu teeter between being normal best friends and well...best friends who makeout from time to time.

KANG TAEHYUN

태현 소프트 시간 ⟡ [8:26 AM] - @kazmura

drabble, fluff, est relationship

"As the sun's gentle rays streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room, you slowly stirred awake, greeted by the peaceful stillness of the morning. The soft sheets tangled around your body, and you shifted slightly, feeling the weight of Taehyun's arm draped over your waist, holding you close in a comforting embrace."

HERO - @btxtreads

series, fluff, angst, idol, samu

"Heavily based off of the Disney Channel Original Movie “Starstruck”

OMG - @eundiarys

series, fluff, angst, idol au, smau, fake dating

in which — yn who just debuted gets into a dating scandal with one of the most famous group members because of a misunderstanding and is forced to fake date with him. what happens if it isn’t as bad as she thinks? and and what if she finds comfort with him? (❗️ — dia’s jueun is used to potray yn! )

SEASONS (WAITING ON YOU) - @noramoons

oneshot, fluff, angst, college

when your high school sweetheart choi yeonjun is off to grad school, you aren’t too worried about how your relationship will last—but your favorite coworker, kang taehyun, is. OR: a study in the seasons of loving and losing choi yeonjun—and how you put yourself back together afterwards.

HUENING KAI

LONELY BOY WILL STAY LONELY? - @awmancreeper

series, fluff, angst, idol au, enemies to lovers

StayC’s Y/n is notorious for being K-pop’s social butterfly and making friends comes rather easy for her. When she’s asked to be an MC for Inkigayo, one of her co-hosts doesn’t seem too pleased to be working with her. This unknown feeling sparks a drive to become the bestest of friends with him but from the looks of it, he’ll fight her the whole way there.

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