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jd07201990 · 3 months

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"Coach.... I think we should quit it with the shakes for a while... I can't get my shirt down!"

I muttered, feeling every ounce of the 40 lbs I'd gained in just 2 months. I could feel the thick, pastelike protein shake churning in my belly, a dull roaring heat gradually oozing from my core, out to my chest, shoulders, waist, legs, and arms. The raw, itching tingle of energy, fuel pumping into my sore muscles up into taut, stretched masses. Despite wanting to play lacrosse, and maybe look good enough to get a date finally, I'd made a mistake when I asked Coach for help.

I should have known better as I watched nearly all the incoming freshman boys suddenly grow into grunting, sweating behemoths. The Dorms I'd been assigned to just 3 months ago, meant for incoming Science and Math Majors, now resembled a Frathouse. With heaving, lumbering nerds slowly losing interest in Planets and Chemicals, as they packed themselves solid in the cafeteria and snacked all throughout the day. All of us were bulking up pretty fast, and it wouldn't have been so bad, if I was unaware like the rest of the dorm!

Despite my protest, Coach slapped my back, causing an enormous belch to erupt from me. I groaned, my calloused hand going to my gut as I suddenly felt as if I were starving, what little room that belch had opened, now amplified into an insatiable hunger. Coach smirked at me, pushing one of his snack bars into my hand. I tried so hard to shake my head, to deny caloric nuke in my hand, but I found myself opening the wrapper with my teeth, biting into it and closing my eyes as the feeling of hunger subsided. Clach chuckled, putting his hand on my taut, boulder-like shoulder.

"No can do, you know the rules! All coach’s boys need their required nutrition. Don't you want to be the best? You said you wanted this, didn't you?" He said with a sneer, looking my hefty, thick-piled bulk up and down before giving my half-melon sized pec a soft punch, feeling the solid muscle under the layer of fat all of Coach's boys seemed to develop.

By the end of the year, not a single Jock in school was less than 200 lbs. The school had to cut some funding from the Science Department to cover the near mountain of new clothes, specifically shirts and shoes, as none of us fit into our original gear. I for one, ended up an XXL, lumbering around the halls and the gym at a whopping 220lbs. The entire school seemed to reek of athlete, classes with more than 2 jocks, often had some students complaining about the funk, while the girls, and gay guys tried to hide their arousal. My shoes, which consisted of sneakers and cleats, were all now size 14s, with not a single pair in the school less than a 13w.

I tried at first to get used to the size, the weight, the routine of workouts, meals, barely any time for assignments, as the school and Coach seemed hellbent on ensuring the Sports Budget was going to good use. All of us were forced to play a sport, the teams now full of grunting, sweating, aggressive young bulls hopped up on redbulls and creatine. For me, I ended up playing Football. I wanted to play Lacrosse, but coach said I had the genes for some real size, and vetoed my choice. He says by the time he's through with me, I'll be the biggest Biology major in the school. He says its what's best for me but I know why he's doing it. Because I haven't broken down like the others. I still kept my mind, and as long as I have that, the sweat, the meals, the snacks, and the grueling workouts will continue. Coach never fails, some of the sponsors say while they're eyeing us all up and down like priced bulls on a ranch.

I don't know what happens after graduation, but I'm pretty sure Weston Ridgeway, an eccentric foreign millionaire who bankrolls the Football team, has his eye on me. Coach says Ridgeway tends to like his "interns" Big, Dumb, and insatiable... I don't know how long before I fit all 3. I'm already big, and my backpack is full of shakes and snack bars proves I'm insatiable... Coach says he's got 3 years to, as he puts it, "Raise me up good and proper"

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ikanasocking · 4 months

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A s(h)ockin change

Live was slow for Aron. He had not much to do, besides going to work every day. Working in a cloth store, for sportswear. It was boring since a bigger store opened up just down the street. Few people came to the place and so Aron was sitting there from day to day, waiting for something to do, besides checking all the inventory. Weeks went by and nothing really changed. When one day this guy came through the door.

A big muscular guy with black hair and dark brown eyes. He was a lot taller than Aron.

“Hey, may I ask you something?”, the guy asked and looked at Aron.

Within an instant their eyes locked, Aron began to blush.

“Sure”, he stammered and the guy came closer.

“Looking for some new clothes.”

“Guess you can find something here”, Aron replied and the guy laughed.

“I was hoping to. Can you tell me, where I can find shorts and underwear?”

“Sure, I will bring you there.”

“Don’t trouble yourself”, the guy said.

“No trouble at all. Since this place is packed as hell, I guess I can show you around”, Aron replied and began walking.

Aron felt small and weak compared to the guy behind him. He was always a little bit pudgy, but next to this guy he felt fat. He took him to the isles the guy was looking for.

“Here you go. If you find something that you like but it is not in your size, then just tell me. I am sure we have some bigger clothes left in the backroom.”

“Thanks man. Will do.”

With that the guy began browsing through all the clothes he saw before him. Aron returned to the front desk and watched the guy browsing.

“We got a hot one on our hands here”, Aron’s boss said and came from the backroom.

“What do you mean, sir?”

“The new guy. I can sense some sensation in your lower half. You got good taste, Aron.”

“You know sir, I am not into man.”

“But there is always the one, where we look at it and say. For him I would become gay. So is this guy the special one?”

“No, sir. He is just a costumer, like everyone else.”

“Well if you say so”, Aron’s boss say and went back into the storage of the store.

Aron kept looking at the costumer, who was still browsing through different items. He could not help but wonder why he was still looking at him. Sure he was a big guy, but Aron was into women. Sure women who were more on the masculine site, but still women.

“Sorry, buddy, I need your assistance again”, the guy said looking at Aron.

“Sure. How may I help you?” Aron asked and walked over.

“These are all nice and interesting. But I need them a little bit bigger, then this”, he said and Aron looked at the size of the clothes.

Yeah M or L would not fit this guy. He swore he had put up some bigger sizes. But apparently, he did not.

“Just a moment. Which of these would you like in bigger size?”

The guy pulled a pair of black and white shorts out and handed them to Aron. He took them, went back into the storage and browsed through the products. He found nothing that was a bigger size. How come they only had size M or L or even smaller left? Aron’s boss came by and looked at him.

“Something the matter, boy?”, he asked.

“You see, sir. I am sure I put up these shorts in different sizes. But on display are only M and L sizes. And even here we seem to have nothing more left than these sizes.”

“Strange. I am sure I ordered the right sizes. They must have delivered it wrong. But still. Your hunky costumer wants these bigger?”

“Yes, sir. I am sure he will need XXL or even bigger.”

Aron’s boss scratched his head.

“Give me a moment. I will figure something out.”

With that the guy took the shorts and went deeper into the storage. Aron went back to the costumer to inform him of what was going on.

“Found something?” he asked when he saw Aron.

“My boss is browsing through the storage and I am sure he will find something. In the meantime, do you need anything else?

“Oh, okay. Well I guess I could use some”, the guy said and grabbed a pair of black socks.

They looked pretty comfy and fluffy. The big cat on them showed who made them.

“Okay. Is this your size?”, Aron asked and the guy looked at it.

“Ah shit. This is only size 39-42. I have 47-49” he said and Aron took a look at the guys feet.

Holy cow he was right. His feet looked gigantic. The shoes he was wearing seem to have problems to keep these monsters contained.

“I will look for the right size, right away. Just wait a moment please”, Aron said and went back into the storage.

But much like the shorts, he could not find any other sizes. Then he heard his boss talking to the costumer. Curios he peaked out of the storage. His boss handed the guy the shorts, he was looking for in bigger size. Then he came back to the storage and found Aron peaking the corner.

“Surprised?” he asked.

“Not really. At least you found something sit.”

“Yeah. Let me guess. The socks are too small as well?”

“Sadly, yes.”

“No problem. Come with me.”

Bot guys went over to the costumer, who was in a cabin trying on the shorts.

“Sir, I am here to bring you the socks in the right size, you seeking.

“Aw great”, the guy said and opened the curtain.

He was wearing the new shorts and looked pretty well, Aron had to admit.

“But these are the same size, the guy left with.”

Aron looked at his boss and saw him smiling.

“This will not be a problem, trust me. Just try them.”

With this the costumer just shrugged, took the socks and put them on. They looked riddiculsly small on his feet. Not even really fitting over his heel. He looked at Aron’s boss and wanted to say something, when suddenly Aron felt the urge to drop to his knees. He did and before anyone could react, he was at the costumer’s feet. His fingers touching the feet of the costumer and a strange sensation rushed through Aron’s body. His fingers just melting away into the fabric, becoming on with it. More and more of his body melted away until Aron was the socks of the costumer. His body began to stretch more and now the socks were the right size, for this guy. Aron was confused and could still not understand what had happened to him. The only thing he was aware of right now was the strong smell of sweat from his new owner. Aron felt like he should be freaked out by what just happened. But the smell was too good and he was only a pair of socks, so he could not even freak out.

The costumers blinked a few times, before looking at the store chef.

“These are some good socks. I take them. The shorts are not really as I imagined them. But the socks, damn those are comfy.”

“Sure, sir. I will put the shorts back, after you changed. Just leave them here. I will wait at the register for payment.”

The costumer nodded and closed the curtain. He changed back and went to the front desk. He put Aron on the counter and the former human’s boss sold them.

So Aron’s new life as a pair of socks began. He was used for sports mainly. But from time to time, his owner decided it was better to use him for something more fun. Soaking the fabric his body in his cum.

#inanimate transformation #socks tf #sock tf

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solradguy · 7 months

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The new collab…..it’s quite SolxKy in a way that feels coincidental, like the romantic tension of having to turn sideways to get through a tight hallway by going around each other. I’m not sure how to feel……..

The way they pose these two in the Strive collab art cracks me up like wtf is Ky's face in Tower Records II. The hand on the obi too?? Come on, man.

And then the Tower Records 1 art where it's very obvious they're wearing the same shirt size despite Sol being like an XXL and Ky a medium at best lol

(I forgot Sol was allowed to have his ponytail in this one 😭)

These two crack me up. Enemies to divorced-gay-dads-that-were-never-even-married-in-the-first-place relationship arc

#asks #I need to find a better quality file of the TR2 art. The one I have is awful

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not-a-perfect-metaphor · 1 year

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The Js & Magic Mike -

Jared (lying): “I’ve never seen Magic Mike-”

Jensen (*cannot contain himself*): “-all the way through…”

WINK WINK NUDGE NUDGE

Jared: ‘not the pot calling the kettle black though, eh?’

“Projecting, Mr. Ackles?”

^ much flirt, many giggles, such gay 😏🌈

And then there was the time Jensen compared his seductive little dance (which involved touching Jared’s thigh) to Magic Mike XXL (the ultra gay sequel)-

Jensen: “Magic Winchesters XXL.”

Goooood times. 😘

Good, gay times.

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Edit - It’s been brought to my attention in the past (when I’ve referenced this) that if English isn’t someone’s first language, the meaning of “all the way through” followed by “projecting, Mr. Ackles?” might be lost on you, so…allow me to summarize.

They’re, um…well, they’re pretty much -

*AHEM*

I guess I kinda just have to be blunt about it lol.

The “all the way through” is a teasing implication that Jared can never finish the movie because he gets too horny and ends up jacking off.

And the “projecting, Mr. Ackles?” is obviously Jared being all like - ‘no, YOU get too horny and end up jacking off.’

I mean….

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Reminds me of ye olden days when they called each other gay (endearingly, not meanly) so damn much that it became like a whole thing lol.

#j2 tinhat #j2 & Magic Mike #gayyyyyyy

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thatoneguyfromtheantivoid · 3 months

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(Currently living in @myconidwitch 's tower)

(Name: Jeremy (only for @myconidwitch @intothevoid125 @sonofshu @spingl @lostfollower (<married?>) @kc-form-the-stars and @lustsanslover...)

(Still don't recommend unless I let you or/and @myconidwitch) for everyone else I'm guyfromtheantivoid )

I'm a cis male, Asexual , panromantic :] , I have ADHD, anxiety tics and I am certified stupid >:D

My fun creatures:

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I like Undertale, Loveeee , Murder Drones, Deltarune and UT AU's...

I am a very talented cook (according to my family)...

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@sfdsds @lostfollower @21ducky (<- I love her)@green-sans-but-xxl-gayness @kc-form-the-stars @lustsanslover @nullneo (<online gay bestie) @sonofshu @tastetherainbow290 @sfdsds @myconidwitch (<- love you Noelle :D) @intothevoid125 (<- love you Void :D)

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fatfables · 2 months

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Gainfully Unemployed:

A new fat fable about obsessive weight gain.

Gainfully Unemployed

Kyle California was his handle, I didn’t know his real name, not at first. I first came across his YouTube channel in early 2017. I was his first follower. I don’t know if it was his strong jawline, muscular biceps, or Pacific blue eyes that caused me to fall in love. Back then he had short brown hair spiked like a child’s, a deep tan from years spent lying by his parent’s pool, and a soft hairless stomach. His early uploads were of him jiggling his pudge and smiling. He always wore a pair of azure blue Quiksilver boardshorts and spoke softly about wanting to grow bigger. He would post his statistics below his videos. He said that he was 5ft 10 and 183 lbs with a 30 inch waist. He claimed to be 23 years old.

I was the first to subscribe to his Patreon and his OnlyFans. I felt honoured that he allowed me to share in his intimate moments. He invited me to shower with him, let me watch while he sat on his dildo and jerked his thick 10 inch cock right in my face. I really used to love that. I regularly sent him $10 tips that I really hoped he would spend on food. He promised me he would.

Kyle said that he loved to eat and it showed. I watched him working on his legs and arms in the gym. In the changing rooms he would film himself shaking his round belly wearing only a wet towel around his midriff. He wanted to remain healthy and muscular whilst continuing to grow his stomach. I watched him eat pizza and cream cakes. In May 2018, at my request, he bought the same azure boardshorts, 34 inches. He flexed his guns and stroked his swollen round belly. It was so soft, like his face, in contrast to his strong arms and chest. His thighs were thick and round like a fat ballet dancer’s. His ass was perfectly perk and succulent. I loved watching his cheeks bounce while he swallowed his dildo and came. We had such fun.

He first spoke to me when he answered my question on Tumblr and Instagram. Do you think you will always want to keep gaining? He was 220 lbs at this point and had developed nicely thickening love handles that stuck out half an inch over the boardshorts that so beautifully matched his eyes. Yes, I can’t imagine ever not growing bigger. I just love the feeling of too much to ever stop. I believed him.

By 2019 he was one of the most popular gainers online. He regularly got tens of thousands of views on YouTube and had hundreds of followers on his other socials. I was so proud of him. His belly was really starting to balloon, thanks to my encouragement and kindness. Kyle had such a perfect round gut that stuck out two or three inches beyond his 36 inch shorts. He looked so swollen all of the time. Like he had eaten a whole watermelon. He was the perfect all-American gay boy.

When the pandemic hit Kyle lost his service job meaning that his online presence was his only source of income. I felt so sorry for him and really appreciated his honesty and hardwork that he was putting into growing himself and his socials. I more than doubled my contributions and he almost doubled in size.

Being locked-down was so good for Kyle, he got to stay home all day and make a living from eating and jerking off online. I started paying for his Uber Eats and he was so thankful. The weight piled onto his belly, thighs, and ass as he ate junk food daily. Burger King was his favourite. He gobbled down Double Whoppers like they were Tic Tacs and the results were wonderful. During those months he exploded into a real sexy fat boy. His belly bulged and his butt ballooned. Stretch marks started to appear on his love handles as his body grew wider at an unbelievable pace. Quicksilver no longer made the same boardshorts so he would eat in just his underwear. XXL tighty whitey’s that were so deliciously tight. He could no longer go to the gym so his upper body and legs quickly began to soften. Kyle would play with his new moobs for me. Squeezing his thick man breasts while he sucked down supersized shakes. Lockdown was lonely for many people but not for Kyle and me.

By the time he went to get his first vaccination Kyle was 289 lbs. So close to the big 300. His youthful face was soft and chunky with chipmunk cheeks and a thick double chin. I had been with him all the way on his journey and was thrilled to finally be getting the chance to meet him in person.

I had been looking for jobs in Carmel for the previous six months and had finally landed a role at an online shoe retailer which paid enough to support both of us. It was important to me that Kyle could afford not to return to work, or the gym, in order to continue with his gains. When he announced that he was making enough money online to keep doing it full time I was delighted.

I found his parents' house on Google Maps. I had seen the exterior and pool enough times on his earlier videos. Locating his apartment was harder so I had to wait for him to visit his folks. I assumed that he would be thrilled to see me. We had now spoken a few times during his Q&A sessions and had always gotten along so well. I couldn’t wait but his fucking parent’s went and ruined it.

At first meeting him in person was perfect. He was even more beautiful in real life than in any picture or video and I should know, I took thousands of pictures of him during our relationship. He was so circular, a real buxom boy, with a massively plush ass, round and soft enough to turn the head of any Catholic Priest. His balloon belly bounced with every step as he walked up his parent’s driveway. He was wearing a dark yellow t-shirt that did nothing to hide the layers of fat that stuck so beautifully out the front of his distended abdomen. He was very surprised to see me.

At first I was shocked that he had forgotten my name but when he explained how many followers he had I forgave him. I was so proud of his success. When he asked me to leave I was initially furious but he explained that his parents were not aware of his online activities so it was inappropriate to introduce me to them at that moment. I accepted this explanation and told him that we could meet at Burger King the next day. I left in a very upbeat mood. When he didn’t show I was again enraged and sent him twenty seven DM’s. Eventually he responded saying that something else had come up. I tried to rearrange our next date but he was always too busy.

He kept performing online so I wasn’t too brokenhearted. Making videos must have been taking up a lot of his time. His gains had seemed to be slowing down though so I sent him a $200 tip with a short message saying to spend it all at Burger King. I signed it with lots of kisses. I was totally bewildered to discover two days later that the money had been redeposited in my account. Again I DM’d him only to discover that he had blocked my messages. I really started to wonder if I had done something wrong. The idea that I’d done something to upset him caused me real pain.

My mind was put at ease the next day when he posted that he had decided to stop gaining fat and wanted to regain more muscle. This initially relieved me, however, I couldn’t believe that he would make such an important decision without consulting me first. He had after all promised me personally that he would never stop gaining fat. I knew that I would find him at the gym. I had been there many times before.

When he saw me in the showers he completely lost his mind. I think his parent’s must have found out about his gaining or his OnlyFans or something. I’d never realised before that he could have such a short fuse. His heavy ass glistened when wet and his bulbous belly was so fucking beautiful. I gave it a rub as I knew he liked that, but my compliments didn’t calm him down like I’d hoped. He ripped his shorts trying to put them back on quickly and left the gym with his right ass cheek hanging out below his tight t-shirt.

I followed him to the parking lot trying to calm him down but it was no good. He had now gone stoney quiet so I was the only one doing the talking. I told him how much I loved him and how fat and beautiful he was. I even offered to blow him right there in his car. But it was all to no avail. He drove off at high speed.

I decided to follow him as I needed to make sure that he was alright. I hated seeing him so upset. All I wanted to do was take care of him. Keep him as my own fat boy. But I would never get the chance to take our relationship to the next level.

He was so stressed out that he ran a red light. The Uber Eats driver t-boned his sedan on the driver’s side. Kyle had left in such a hurry that he’d forgotten to put his seatbelt on. I never knew this before but airbags are designed to protect people wearing belts. The seat belt stops you from being thrown forward towards the deploying airbag. No belt hence massively increases the impact force. The coroner’s report said that Kyle’s heart had been dislodged. He died instantly. If there’s one lesson to be learned from this story it’s that seatbelts save lives.

His last post update said that he was 5 ft 10 and 296 lbs with a 42 inch waist size. He claimed that he was 23 years old.

At the funeral I met his parents. They were lovely and had no idea that Kyle had a boyfriend. They were pleased that he hadn’t spent all his time alone. His weight gain had been a concern to them and they were starting to worry about his well being. I assured them that Kyle had been fine and was perfectly happy with me. It was just a tragic accident. I didn’t mention how stressed and furious he’d been that day as I didn’t want to upset them. They were very nice people and I couldn’t get my head around why Kyle had been so angry at them. They seemed like such a nice family. It’s a real tragedy. I keep in touch with them every so often.

#gainer stories #gay gainer #feederism kink #gay gainer stories #weight gain stories #male wg #gaining fat #fat belly #fat boy #male weight gain #male gaining

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romeo-golf · 1 year

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Big Grant

Okay, this one is probably my most explicit story. I wrote this while wanking and fantasising about this man. It's also very much written in British English because I was way too involved to think about Americanising it properly, so if you're from the wrong other side of the Atlantic you'll have to put your thinking hat on ;-)

Long-distance lorry driving was the perfect job for Grant. 18 months ago he left his warehouse job which kept him on his feet all day and started trucking the highways and byways of the UK. It gave him the time and privacy to indulge his appetite for growth and not a day went by that he didn’t take advantage of it.

At 5’9 and tipping the scales at nearly 25 stone, a full 350lbs, he knew he was obscenely overweight but far too excited for more to ever think of stopping.

He liked to play games with his appetite while he spent his days on the road by eating 10 calories for every mile he covered. Today was one of his favourite trips, heading from the depot near Winchester up to a car assembly plant in Newcastle and back down to the Southampton docks before returning to the depot; a solid 650 mile journey during which he’d munch his way through 6500 calories.

The guys at the depot used to just call him Gay Grant, entirely lighthearted and without malice, but these days his nickname was Big Gay Grant on account of the added girth he was carrying with him. Sitting in his cab and hearing them chat to him on the radio using this name just made him hungrier and hornier, knowing his obesity was being noticed.

His passenger seat was loaded high as usual with pastries, cakes, sausage rolls, pork pies, scotch eggs, milk shakes and crisps. All his favourites just sitting there to keep him busy.

As he drove his gut bounced around on his thighs and stretched against his clothes. The way it turned him on never changed. He knew he’d spend his entire 11-hour shift with a solid boner keeping his appetite strong as he covered the miles.

After a few hours of driving he pulled out for a rest stop and lumbered out of the cab. Today he was wearing his usual elasticated-waist jeans that allowed his gut to expand without becoming too uncomfortable against a belt along with a XXL t-shirt which was almost definitely too small, but feeling his gut hang out the bottom as he waddled through the motorway service station to use the toilet never got old.

In the toilet he pulled the jeans down and admired the sight of his briefs, stained and messy with precum that had been dripping steadily from his short uncut dick all day. He sunk his fingers into his thick fatpad just for the sake of it and teasing his still semi-hard dick for a few moments before relieving himself and heading back to the cab. He knew if he had a wank now the food on his passenger seat wouldn’t get finished, and that just wasn’t acceptable to him.

He drove off with one hand on the wheel and the other holding a sausage roll, his mind mulling over how many pounds he’ll have gained by the weekend.

Grant got home at around 9pm. He’d eaten every bite of the food he planned to, dropped the lorry back at the depot, and drove himself the short distance back home via the McDonald’s drive-thru. He’d ordered his standard “3 large meals” on the basis that he wanted to be triple the size of a normal person so he just had to eat like one.

He started eating as soon as he got home, shovelling bite after bite into his face and pulling his jeans off between bites. This was his downtime, the time of his day when his let his sex drive take the wheel and he could edge himself senseless while eating.

Food was his aphrodisiac, his pornography, his everything. Nothing gave him a thrill quite like over-eating and admiring his swollen body.

He relaxed onto the sofa wearing just his briefs and the ever-shrinking t-shirt. His gut hung out the bottom with the lower hem of the shirt sitting just above his deep navel. His gut bulged outwards, thick and round with all the food being pushed into it and stretchmarks starting to glow on his plump love handles.

He lounged back, letting his gut tower above him and imagined how it would feel to get so large that one day he wouldn’t be able to get up until he’d digested a bit, or even so large that his already part-buried dick was unreachable. He took a mouthful while thinking this over and felt more precum leak out.

With two burgers down and just the third left he felt truly stuffed. He knew any normal guy would stop now, but his libido wouldn’t let him. The thrill of more was what turned him on and although he knew he’d easily reach a hard climax with barely 10 seconds of stroking right now, he didn’t want to go over that cliff until he knew he’d really done his best.

He opened the last box, perched it on the top of his gut, and started talking himself up.

“Look at yourself, Grant. You’re so disgustingly overweight, engorged, obese, fat, swollen, thick, growing, uncontrollable, unrestrained…” each word turned him on. He wanted a feeder to say these things in his ear and to really mean each one. He wanted to be shockingly overweight, body confident and proud of the effort it takes to get that large.

He took a bite and slid his briefs down past his knees, feeling bigger than ever as the sofa cushions moulded to the shape of his plump thighs and hefty arse. Looking down he could just see the top half-inch or so of his dick past his gut and he admired how wet and solid he was, slowly pulling his foreskin back and forth while chewing and enjoying how much sticky fluid was dripping out.

Each mouthful was turning him on as he edged himself. As he finished the last bite and closed the box his eyes caught the nutritional information on the side and he moaned inadvertently as he realised just how much food he’d eaten today.

With his second hand free he started groping and wobbling his body, sinking his fingers into his thick belly and wishing it were bigger, wider, heavier. He briefly thought about lumbering to the bathroom to take a swollen selfie in the mirror but the thought of sharing his body online was too much to hold back from and he felt his muscles tense as his orgasm built.

“I’m so fucking fat, I’m so… fucking… fat” the words fell out of his mouth as his dick hardened further in his palm until the moment of release when he couldn’t find the brain power to say anything more and just moaned gently as his balls emptied onto his belly and shirt. The first shot flew up towards his face and landed on the top of his chest, before the next few settled just above his navel, leaving a thick creamy puddle on his shirt.

He lay there for a moment afterwards, letting the endorphins rush through his body. It was only Wednesday. He’d be doing this twice more before the week was over.

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layerednappy · 2 months

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wantonrowls · 2 years

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Laughing too

Sum: From each and every one of your group of friends' perspective they were rooting for you and lee know to end up together

"My last subject would be Chem, I'll be waiting for you at the caf" You told him as you walked beside him only to receive a loud sigh from his end

"It's too far from hereeee, can't you just wait for me downstairs?"

"No, It's dark and mosquito-ey" and he chuckles at your joke, considering that it's late 6PM and for most of your senior year, the both of you always go home together, if considering the same schedule and also as you are both living on the same dorm.

"Alright then little Ms. Dramatic, I'll text you" and he waves his goodbye when he reaches the knob on his class.

You smiled as you went your way on your next subject.

It has been minutes since you got a text from 'Grandpa Lino🤮' one of it being

'I might take a while, the Prof's kinda mad because one of us had to redo the program because one didn't saved his project, What an ass right 😵'

'Mr. can you just finish faster I'm getting bored here' was what you replied and he immediately texts

'*learns faster*'

"This person I swear to God..." you muttered, simultaneously sipping at your almost empty drink and munching on your snack as you waited for him. When you noticed that its 7:48PM, you went back inside Uni and waited on him downstairs where it's dark and the only light source was your phone. You turned on one of the music to soothe the emptiness of the sound as you hummed to one of IU's track.

"Heyyy" He greets you from behind and a playful slap on your shoulder

"Been agesss" you exclaimed and he subconsciously pulls your bag and wears it like he always do as you walked back to your dorm and chatted about your day.

When he first came to your Uni, he was sporting a what you swore was a black t-shirt for xxl humans, a distressed jeans a black vans shoes and like a cherry on top, a specs with bulky glasses. When you saw him you thought he was some kind of a nerd, sporting a backpack on the one side of his shoulder, he notices your glance on every single-bit details of his frame,

"Just so you're wondering, no I'm not wearing any braces and I don't talk funny, just a deteriorating eyesight" He greets you unfriendly

"Ikr, I'll be assisting you on your first week since I'm on senior year"

How it did go from here? Well, number one he leaned back on his attire, from huge T-shirts to regular ones and getting rid of his cinema-like glasses and considering lasik surgery, he still sports specs but with smaller grades but for most times he learned how to wear contacts which have the same effect.

You introduced him to your group of friends one meeting and he and Han immediately clicks like a gay couple. It's odd since spending some days with him and considering you're taking the same classes, whenever someone tries to talk to him and be friendly he rejects the affection but with you introducing him to your group of friends, they immediately clicked. Sure he still gives shivers to Hyunjin and Changbin and Ryujin but not completely ignoring them is a huge achievement.

He blossomed into an even more leaned person when he learned going to the gym and lift some weights. You noticed that he's getting bulkier than usual when you saw him and Changbin back from one of their trainings with their shoulder cut-off T-shirts, looking like gym rats.

"Going back to the dorm? We'll come with you"

"I'll be heading out, you go on your way" Changbin smiles as he waves his hand and left. He lifted your bag as usual and you can't help but notice the unintentional flex of his bicep. He chuckles when he noticed you checking him out and exaggeratedly flexed even more.

"Ewww" you laughed

"C'mon Y/N don't pretend you don't like my muscle?" and you both laughed at his expression and he chases you with tickles on your sides as you ran from him.

That's when you knew there was something,

"Would you mind if someone wants your number and I gave it to them?"

Hyunjin slurs his words and shoots an apologetic smile at you you playfully flicked his forehead in response "Why would you do that to a friend!"

"Ouch! Well Y/N he's also a senior from a diff Uni, he's majoring in Chem too, don't you like to know someone and date?" and he sips on his nth bottle, you responded by nodding and you both continued drinking, which leads you to here, at a nearby bar-cafe on a wednesday, meeting this random pokemon-like person that Hyunjin insists that you should meet because it was his senior and specifically asked for your number and not for the sake of Hyunjin getting leverage on some sort of senior-junior relationship

"Chan, nice meeting you Ms. Y/N" and offers you his hand he shoots you with the most angelic smile, his deep dimple making its appearance, assisting you to be seated on his table. He continued to smile whenever your eyes meet or whenever you both exchanged timid introductions.

"I really apologise if I caught you off-guard on meeting you and also because I practically begged Hyunjin to give me your number" He chuckles and you shyly chuckled back "Nah it's all good Chan, I also wanted to meet other people and be friends and chat"

"Well, uhm, I hope we get to be more than friends, Y/N" and you were taken aback at his sentence.

Minho has just finished his tech class and was wondering why your name haven't popped-up on his notifications. Knowing you if going absent are one of these three reasons, pretending to be sick, asleep or in deep episodes of binge-watching some certain shows and surely will text him within the lines of

'don't forget to take down notes 4 me luvya'

'hey I'm watchin sum crime docu at the dorm, won't be avail at Mr. O's class, see ya when I see ya 4eyes'

Which to him was strange since you were active online hours ago. He went to the basketball court and was approached by Han who welcomed him with a heartfelt ribcage-breaking hug.

"Hey have you guys seen Y/N?"

"Thought I saw you earlier at lunch together?" Ryujin interrupts,

"Yeah, I had Ms. Z's class then were supposed to sit in at Tech class, haven't got a text from her"

"Oi mate, Y/N you say" Felix paused his Tiktok shoot and interrupts "I saw her earlier wit' some bloke in a T-shirt of me and Hyunjin's Uni, must be an SO?"

"Y/N doesn't have an SO you Aussie cat-" Han shushes "you know were supposed to support Team Lino right?" he whispers

"What?" Minho asks and Han just shrugs at the confused look on Minho's face. Hyunjin arrived, high-fiving all of them

"I'm on a good mood, Y/N saved my faceee" he whistles as they settled down at the pavement at the side of the court

"What did she do?" Han asks

"Oh yeah I have this senior of mine who was making a certain subject difficult for us new faces, and yeah, basically he noticed that I was friends with Y/N and would like a date. In short I became a bridge to them"

"pftt, more like a shover" Ryujin spurts

"Where is she then?" Minho asks looking at Hyunjin in a stern voice

It was past 6PM when you came back at the dorm, Chan insists on bringing you home, you met Minho infront of the gate, leaning on his back, he gazed up and saw you, his gaze went to Chan, eyeing him up and down, he stood up and went a couple steps towards you. Chan shoots him a smile

"It's getting late, seems like someone forgot the dorm rules" he shrugs

"It's 6 and we do not have a dorm rules" Your response in defense, Chan chuckles at the both of you

"Y/N it's getting pretty late, I'm sorry if it took a while" His smile never disappearing from his lips

"No worries, I'm glad I went" You shyly smiled, Minho on the other hand snorts, observing the scene infront of his face as if watching some cringy-ass romantic opera, You hissed at his direction and Chan chuckles again

"I'll text you when I get home Y/N" Chan replied "What are you some lost child at the mall, why bother text-..." You cutoff Minho, shoving a hand in his face and laughs shyly at Chan "Really apologise for this third person pov, he's kinda snappy today cause he haven't ate" "Haha no worries Y/N, it's all cool, Go on inside it's getting cold" He pats your shoulder, Minho went to your side, shoving you inside the dorms. You clasped off at his hold when you arrived at the entrance

"What are you on about?" Fixing your fringes and blouse, he follows by doing the same, tugging a loose strand at the side of your ear. Many may not know or notice or experience it but Minho is kinda the skinship guy, he likes to do things for his friends sometimes exclusively for you according to your friends. Whenever you request something for him like that one time you forgot your Manual's book at your dorms and requesting him a favour of going back and fetching it for you and at first he was mad and sighing at you because according to him 'you can't do anything without him'. You didn't expect for his coordination and hope for the best of your memory to remember some parts of the Manual book but atlas, minutes later he was at the front doorstep of your exam room panting and sweating because he frantically ran 40 minutes before your exam started.

So yeah, whenever he does the unexpected, It's probably because he's fond of your presence and you swore to your friends that Minho probably sees you as a man rather than a girl.

"I was wondering why you didn't text me what's up" He spoke, leaning in to pick your bag, walking you upstairs your room, settling in the couch

"Well I was gonna text you when I got back, why are you snappy?"

"Did you do it? did you have...uhm...you know..." He asks dropping his tone, You raised a brow and he gazes the other way "No, why the heck would I have sex on the first date?" "Oh, not that but good point though" You were embarrassed at your confession "I was gonna ask if you guys kissed because it's flu season and you might get it and i might get it, ugh, better go now, ciao!" He left

"What the heck was that" your roommate Nayeon interrupts you, revealing herself behind the curtain of her bed, as you were too stunned to speak

"I know right" you replied confused as she was

"Y/N tell me something real, do you have any sort of feelings with Minho?" You know not to lie to your roommate slash friend Nayeon as she has some sort of rumour about being a soothsayer going on about her. She looks at your expression while munching on his bowl of chips waiting for any sort of jolt reaction, your phone rings as if on cue, looking at the Notification

'Christian Bang''

'Just got home! Hey Y/N you made my evening, no not really, you made my entire day. I was glad you agreed to meet, Have a Good night ☺️" Nayeon noticed you smiling from ear to ear "Of course not" you paused, settling your bag at the side of your bed "Were just friends"

"I dunno, there's just something I'm sensing"

"Stop, whatever that is unnie, I'm not really fond of dating within friends"

"Why is that?"

"Well, you know, Minho only sees me as a guy friend"

She nods following an uh-huh "And friends don't need to break-up"

"So you're saying that, whatever Minho is doing to you right now, you're planning on ignoring it?" and you nodded to agree "Y/N, it won't take long before you realise that you have fallen for him"

Maybe she was right, but all you wanted now is to get comfy and sleep. When the next day came, Minho didn't bother to text you or even waited for you like the usual. You knew he went ahead at the Uni by himself with the help of text from Han

'Daddy Lee was kinda snappy today, I was startled when he attended Psych without you, anyways Y/N were gathered at the usual spot! 😄' after preparing you went to the basketball court, you saw them laughing and chatting, Felix is on his phone, Han is cackling and clinging onto Minho's shoulders while he silently sips his coffee, Hyunjin is laughing at Han and Ryujin's banter, Changbin at Ryujin's side supporting her wits. Han immediately spots you walking towards them, you saw Minho lift his head and turns back to his phone as if he never saw you, you went to his and pinched his side, he was electrified as he jolts from his seat

"What the hell was that for?" he asks, you didn't realise that they stopped with the chitchat and was watching the both of you "Why so madddd~" you cooed at his shoulder as he defenses himself throwing his hands at you "Stoppp~" as you were trying to tickle any part of his frame, He finally catches your pointy finger, holding it firmly, your lifted your head up to look at him and he was already gazing upon you, His look was stern and you felt your heart skipped a beat. You never saw it coming when he puts his head closer to your side "You're gonna regret so bad if you don't stop right now, Y/N" he whispers in your ear. You pulled away and looked back at him, he was already smirking at your dramatically disgusted expression and he finally chuckles when he went back to his seat, you sat infront of him beside Ryujin and Changbin

Han clutches to his chest and dramatically threw himself at Minho "Honey I missed your laugh, it don't emerge without Y/N's help!"

After you took your remaining subjects for the day, Han suggested on the GC that you should drink tonight. You sat on the bench beside Minho while texting Chan

'Hi Y/N are you free tonight? Love Rosie is showing on the cinema! We can watch it, my treat ☺️' You can't help but smile from ear to ear. You haven't experienced this feeling in a while. And if given a chance, Chan would be a perfect fit for a boyfriend.

"What's that on your face? You look like the joker Y/N" Minho insults as he gaze down your phone, seeing the name of the guy he met last night at the gate. He furrows his eyebrows at the thought of the way Chan wasn't intimidated at him but rather smiles at him like an idiot.

"Han's gonna be upset if you don't show up, and I can't lie to my honey either"

"You know you're so annoying right?" You spat at him

"I knowww that's why I annoy you more~" He smiles dearly at you. A contrast from his sentence and how he looks like an Angel.

Changbin and the others came so you went together to the private karaoke pub that Han texted the address as he is already waiting there.

Hyunjin, who was staying away from Minho suggested to grill the meat, he was joined by Ryujin who wanted to make sure that the meat won't go to waste. Changbin was busy on typing the numbers for each song they wanted to sing and Han is still looking at the songbook, Minho was still looking for the menu to follow up on the waiter.

'I can't tonight Chan I'm sorry I had plans tonight, maybe some other time yeah?' you replied to Chan

'Sure! no worries Y/N, take care☺️'

You drank your shot and Minho kept his glance on your figure. Glancing from time to time at your redden cheek and fluttering eyelash. The rounds of shots was passing at a speed because most of you have a high tolerance at alcohol. When you came back from the rest room Han suggested to play truth or dare as you went back beside Minho, his hand holding your waist when you stumbled a bit and elicit a chuckle

"What an idiot" he tells himself

"I heard that" You replied, His head jerked to your side "Good cause you are an idiot" He mutters at your ear and you playfully punched his arm. The bottle spun and spun and dares and truths pours here and there including Han asking Changbin to go home since he chose dare

"That's so mean!" Changbin cutely protested trudging on his feet like a toddler and all of you cackles at Changbin "I'm just joking! come here!" Han pulled his hand while still laughing at his hyung. Minho who dared Hyunjin to chuck a muzz, a dance thought by Felix. Hyunjin was kinda terrified and did so wholeheartedly like his life depended on it.

"20 degrees at 180 minutes in the air fryer!" Minho laughs at him

"WhY wOulD You cOok hIm liKe ThAt?!?!" Changbin in a panic exclaimed.

You stood minutes later, going to the rest room for the nth time. when you went back Han was seated on your spot beside Minho smouldering him in a hug

"Y/N sit there!" He points at his empty spot which is infront of Minho which is no problem. Ryujin then spins the bottle and it stopped as if on purpose pointing to Minho and the end of the bottle at you

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth"

"Hmmmm, let me seeeee....Are you in love with someone right now?"

Only the sound of the unsung number on the karaoke machine is heard as all of you waiting patiently at his response. He fixes his seating, leaning forward at you

"Yes"

"Who?" You followed up immediately.

"What do you mean who, we can't do follow ups can we?" He smirks at you and downs a shot

You fell on your stomach. Feeling dizzy and feeling dumb for asking that. You can't help but get curious and afraid at the same time as it might be someone you know or just the fact that Minho likes someone and not you.

Why would you hope that it was you?

The bottle spun again only to end up on the same spot from earlier.

"Who?" you immediately asked at him

"Who what?"

"Who are you in love to, who" you repeated

He deeply inhaled and exhaled as all of you waited at him

"Y/N that's gonna be an impossible question you can't just ask someone who the lucky girl is, it might be mee" Han smiles at you "Why don't I rephrase it with, Is that someone in here right now with us?"

"Good idea, is that someone in here right now with us?" you repeated Han's question and Minho nodded,

"Yes, she is"

"Okaaaayyyy" Changbin interrupts. Feeling the awkwardness in the air, Changbin lifted the mic to his mouth "Love me love me, say that you love me,

Fool me fool me go on and fool me..." they all sang in a tacky tune, Hyunjin and Han holding a tambourine while they drunk-ly stood and danced at the mini stage. Minho who downs a shot is still on his seat, his gaze not leaving your eyes. His body still leaning forward, wide legs spread across the couch. You gulped to yourself. Feeling a knot on your stomach as if a thousand butterflies were released to wonder. Your chest pounding deadbeat like anytime it could go out by itself.

There was a certain thing about Minho and how the way he looks like right now in the dim of the room. Vibrant lights emit by the screen highlighting his features especially his lips and his hair. He combs a hand through it like a model and coughs

"I might melt, don't you think?" He mouths at you when he saw your eyes glued at his lips. Your gaze went to his eyes, smirking at himself and then you mouthed back a "fuck off" and he chuckles.

"Hey guys I hope you're not mad at me I invited someone over is it okay?" Han asks and they assured him since it's his party. minutes later Felix welcomes everyone with a hug and all of you thought it was just him. There was someone else at the side of the door, careful of stepping in as he looks at Felix. He signals him to come over and he smiles. When he spots you his dewy lips curls and the appearance of his dimple has once again returned.

"Everyone meet my friend Chan, he's from my and hyunjin's Uni. He's our senior mentor for the rest of the sem" Felix introduces him and he shyly smiles at everyone and everyone except Minho was glad to meet him. He settled down beside you holding his glass as Ryujin pours him a drink

"I didn't know you were coming here!" you exclaimed

"I didn't know you were here either hehe! what a coincidence!" he smiled back

"I didn't know you knew each other!" Felix interrupts

"Oh yeah about that, Hyunjin introduced her to me and we went out on a date" Chan explains. Hyunjin barely looking at Minho's side

"I didn't know you were such a drinker Y/N, it's amazing!" he compliments you as you bottoms up. Minho was silent the rest of the night still drinking within the rounds as he crosses an arm to himself, Han notices him "Daddy Lee I know what you're thinking and no it's not a great idea to pull someone's head out of jealousy~" He whispers to Minho "You're a great observer aren't you?" Han points a finger at his temple "Idea Bank, Mind reader, Mr. Worldwide" and he laughs at the joke.

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Author Note: This took a while I'm still doing the second part ☺️ please enjoy the first part!

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