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krissiefox · 2 years

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Adventures Of Sonic The Hedgehog - Boogie Mania (Episode Review)

(Note: I’m trying something new with my Aosth posts, I’ll be separating my little review posts from the screenshot posts because: a - I figure some people may reblog them just for the screenshots and won’t want the post cluttered with a giant text wall b - Honestly, not all of the episodes are as fun to write up reviews for as each-other. Sometimes I feel a little burned out on this part of the project, and want the screenshot posts to stand on their own because I sometimes have more fun with those. Now, onto the review!) https://s1.dmcdn.net/v/94ua01KznrVHpgs-y/x1080

Aww, now this one was more like it! A more whimsical story, with lots of cuteness from Tails to boot! The episode begins with Sonic and Tails setting up camp in a forest, and Sonic just....pretty much builds a freakin' HOUSE but without walls, he's got a fridge and everything. Maybe the place where they washing dishes in that last episode was just another camp after all! When Sonic is done cooking Tails' lunch, a little clown dude is driving by and gets a flat tire, so he hops out of his car to say hello while he fixes it. Tails thinks he's pretty cool, and I have to agree -at-least, up until he steals Tails' chili dog and speed off. Rude!!! Sonic and Tails follow him so they can get the chili dog back, and end up funding Professor on Schlemmer! It is rare for any of the show's secondary characters to get to reappear after their initial episode, so it's good to see him again, he's a real spiffy fellow. Our two fuzzball heroes find out that the clown is manifesting from the Professor's dreams, using a machine he created to bring beings out of dreams and into the real world. The clown gives Tails back his chili dog and Tails thanks the clown in Spanish! Cute! Now I want to watch the Spanish dub of this show....Also, on the chalkboard behind The Professor, he has a male symbol circled with chalk. I wonder what this means? I'm going to decide it means he's a transgender man just to spite all the transphobes out there. :) Unbeknownst to the three, Coconuts has been following them for a little while now, and overhears the Professor talking about his Dream-A-Ma-Jig (the new machine) and reports back to Robotnik with the news. Robotnik is glad to hear about the machine but decides to punish Coconuts for not stealing it when he had the chance. He sends scratch and Grounder to do so.

While that's been going on, The Professor has realized his machine has run low on oil, so Sonic goes tog et some from the market while the Professor calls his dream clown back out to entertain Tails and himself. Scratch and Grounder (somehow) appear from the behind the Professors machines, posing as clowns (I like how Grounder just has rubber gloves stuck to the end of his drill bits, cute!) and kidnapping the Professor while Tails is rolling around laughing at the Dream Clown. It's adorable how much Tails loves that clown, but unfortunatly it causes a problem in this case! After Scratch and Grounder arrive at Robotnik's fortress with the Professor, Robotnik demands that he create a "nightmare machine" that will let him pull a creature from his own nightmares to use as a weapon against Mobius. Naturally, the Professor refuses, but when Coconuts shows up with Tails shortly afterwards, Robotnik threatens to hurt Tails if he doesn't cooperate, finally getting him to comply. When Sonic returns to The Professors cave-lab with the oil, he finds it empty, but spots some screws and bolts on the Ground, recognizing them as Scratch and Grounders - which feels like kind of a weird leap in logic to make because he's in a room full of machines, they could have come from any of them! But he turns out to be right in the end, and that’s what is important. After he frees his friends, Sonic heads back up from the dungeon to confront Robotnik, seeing that Robotnik has conjured up a Boogie Monster and has it under his command. Thankfully Sonic, tricks the monster into crashing through several walls, eventually covering Robotnik in rubble as Sonic flees with his friends. With Sonic gone, Robotnik starts to use the dream monster to pillage nearby villagers as the heroes work out a plan to deal with the monster. The Professor has made a device that can teleport people into the "dream realm" where they can find and speak with the Dream Meister. Hearing the term "Meister" always makes me think of The Boogermesiter....anyway, they head in, and it's neat the see a place where the animators of the show were able to get even weirder and more surreal than usual. Coconuts sneaks in behind them as they search for the Dream Meister and find her after not too long. Her occupation reminds me of Luna from My Liitle Pony, or the Cosmic Owl from Adventure Time - she works at a control panel chooses what dreams every single person will be having at the time, and is VERY busy because of it. She initially shoos Sonic off when he asks for help, but when he explains there's a boogie monster problem she gives him a note written in a language he can't decipher, and shoos him away. The two return to the Professors' Lab, and thankfully, The Professor is able to read the written language on it - it's a recipe for a junk food nightmare monster! Sonic gives Tails a whole bunch of junk food to eat, and they go to find Robotnik.

Robotnik has been having a jolly fun time pillaging, as he is sitting on top of a great big heap of stolen goods when Sonic arrives to distract him. As Sonic pretends to be a doctor and tricks Robotnik into having a nap, Tails arrives and sends his own junk food monster after Robotnik's boogie man monster, scaring it back into Robotnik's head with the Professor new portable version of the Drwam-a-ma-jig.

One might expect the Sonic Says segment to be about eating too much Junk Food, but instead it's about he importance about getting enough sleep. This makes for a pretty adorable scene where Tails stays up late watching tv in his tiny sleeping bag and in the morning he's too tuckered out to join Sonic for a day of fun. Not sleeping properly is something I'm often guilty of myself, though I do discipline myself into at-least doing it on work days since I work with a lot of potentially dangerous machinery and want to make sure I'm feeling energized and clear headed.

I enjoyed this episode a lot more after the last two had some squicky things going on with them. Professor Von Schlemmer is a very lovable character, and there's a lot of cuteness from Tails in this episode, too. The themes of dream monsters and a dream dimension are pretty cool, too.

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cameronlockhart · 2 months

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Coca-Cola Spiced is a pretty solid drink. The promised raspberry flavor is barely present in the aftertaste, and the spices just result in glorified Dr. Pepper.

Now granted, as someone who loves Dr. Pepper, I don't mind this in the slightest, but still.

#coca cola #soda #soft drink #my thoughts #drink review #beverages #food thoughts #junk food

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nolstagia-junkie · 3 months

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Happy to see some of the classics back on the Taco Bell menu 😍 My reviews:

Mexican Pizza - ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️☆

Didn't hit the same as I remembered, but man, It's hard to beat this sloppy goodness

Double Stacked Taco - ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️☆

Soft and hard shells glued together with molten cheese.. 🥲 Always a fan of crunchy strips mixed in the meat, but unfortunately, this was pretty sparse on all the stuff.

Chili Cheese Burrito - ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The item I'm most excited about. While not as loaded as it could be, the chili has tons of flavor 🤤. Definitintely missed this. Hopefully, they will keep these on the menu

#90s #90s vintage #taco bell #food review #fast food #nolstagia #90s nostalgia #retro #junk food #vaporwave

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alshifahealth · 6 months

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floral-hex · 1 year

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had been thinking about seeing the new Ant-Man when it came out, ya know, on one of the discount days bc movie tickets are pricey these days. I mean, it looked right up my alley; alternate dimensions, timeline fuckery, cool visuals, Jonathan Majors ripped as hell. Buuuuut I saw some spoilers, some shitty cellphone footage, read some reviews, ended up caving and reading the plot online… so anyway, I decided to spend that money on a jug of soy sauce and bag of jalapeños, and I think that’s a fair alternative.

#I go through a buttload of soy sauce and jalapeños #they just go with everything!#also no Marvel hate at me on this post #just let me enjoy my visual junk food #is it so bad to want to see Paul Rudd towering before me on a giant screen???#anyway… yeah… it looked really interesting to me. much more so than any of the recent Marvel movies.#I love science fiction with alternate dimensions and time stuff #buuuut… I guess I couldn’t really expect Marvel to actually do anything too exciting with those concepts #but hey! it might actually be good when I finally see it!#I just don’t have much of a disposable income and I think I’d rather spend that cash on foodstuff I know I’ll enjoy #and I’d rather not spend money on going out if I’m this ambivilant on it #critic’s reviews are mid. viewer reviews are completely unreliable to me #marvel fans will either give super positive reviews just bc it’s marvel #or they’ll tank their reviews for the dumbest reasons. like saying it’s too woke bc black Kang #fickle as cats and just as reliable #ALSO I saw tweets saying stuff like ‘oh it’s the beginning of a new phase so it’s a little rough and not that great but give them a break!#my buddy my friend they have churned out so many of these films by now #’new phase’ means nothing! they should know how to tell a good story!#and why can’t the start of a new story arc be good? you can have a good story that sets things up for the future #you butts. you fools.#I was honestly so hyped to see Kang fuck shit up 😕#and I actually really like the Ant-Man movies #I just haven’t really been into any of the Marvel movies after Endgame #okay but again… I haven’t seen it. just read the plot and some reviews.#don’t listen to me. I’m just ranting.#I wanted something really weird and cool with characters dying or whatever I dunno… I’m grumpy about it #but I made some fried rice. it’s good. I got some jalapeño in my eye. that’s not so good.#I hope no one actually wasted their time reading through these tags. I’m sorry if you did #you can ignore this #text

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cryptotheism · 7 months

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do you have any major worldbuilding inspirations for amber skies /emerald seas or are you just fucked up like that

A combination of Terry Pratchett, Italo Calvino, LA Times food reviewer Johnathan Gold.

Good lord it sounds so Twisted Fucking Cycle Path, but I genuinely am heavily inspired by gore/horror hentai. I feel like it lends a voice to a lot of my criticisms of classic sci-fi. Cyberpunk and transhumanist themes are all well and good, but I feel like so many authors will hand you a plate of body horror, only to shy away when it comes to giving you body elation. Having a body is a frankly disgusting experience, and anything defined by disgust will become erotic. And to be erotic is to be human.

Sex means intimacy. It's only a matter of time until the shambling biohorrors that want to fuck some eggs into your eyesockets are just more normal bastards who bother you at high school reunions or help you push your junk ass car to the gas station.

I genuinely love it when a porn author dreams up some creature or species designed specifically to fulfill some fetish. I like imagining what it would be like if the Moths That Rip Your Cock Off had like, restaurants and mortgages.

#amber skies

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chubbycelebs · 7 months

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Enjoying life (Harry Styles)

During the 2000s, Hollywood portrayed the best body type for men across the world is to have a toned stomach, bulging muscles, be in shape constantly and to be incredibly fit. This portrayal of male bodies made them spend hours and days in the gym pumping iron, running on treadmills, getting hot and sweaty and then aching from all the work they would put into their body, starving them selves of enjoyment. The ideal male body just became harder and harder for men to achieve that they began to go crazy trying to achieve it. They would take steroids and guzzle down protein powder and spend endless hours in the gym to try and get that body every man wanted to achieve to have the media deem them as "attractive".

Unfortunately even today male celebs feel this pressure to stay constantly in shape with the rise of social media and constantly on show. One of these celebs is fan favourite, Harry Styles who was one of these many men stuck working out all the time trying to have the perfect body. Constantly on a world tour, wearing revealing clothing meaning most of his spare time was spent in the gym endlessly working his body to its whits end. Harry's body was in peak fitness yet this never seemed enough for the tabloids or fans who still critiqued his arms or chest or whatever wasn't "perfect". Day after day he would go to the gym to keep his toned body in check but it still didn't feel enough for him.

He was quickly approaching the end of his tour however and Harry planned on going into hiding for a few weeks and take a rest from constantly being seen and judged and looked at. And that day finally came. He had finished his world tour with great reviews and many people saying he deserved a long break, and that he agreed on. Harry got back from his tour into his huge house in Hollywood and he immediately ripped off his travel clothes leaving him in his tight white brief underwear and sunk into his huge bed, quickly fell straight asleep.

Harry arose the next day at around 12pm having slept for hours. He stretched and yawned and then decided he couldn't be bothered to go to the gym today or even get out of bed for that matter. He just wanted to lay there in his comfortable sheets doing nothing. After about an hour of being in and our of sleep, his stomach began to growl with hunger. He looked at the time and realised that it was 1pm and he hadn't eaten anything all day yet. His stomach did a monstrous growl and he knew he had to eat something big and quick. He grabbed his phone and pulled up the first fast food place he could see and ordered everything off their breakfast menu. About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door. Harry pulled him self out of bed and stumbled down to the front door, still just in his underwear. He opened the door still half asleep, grabbed the 2 large bags of food, tipped the delivery man and thanked him and then closed the door, quickly going back to his bed. Harry sat there and ate the whole contents of the two bags with ease. As he polished off his sausage sandwich he fell back into his bed. Harry rested his hands on his extended stomach, bloated with food. He hasn't been this full in a long time, years maybe. It felt good to be full of food, to not worry about if he looks bloated or fat right now, he just enjoyed the sensation of food. As he rubbed his stomach feeling his rounded torso, he felt a pulse in his briefs of excitement. He was confused by this as he'd never felt this way about being bloated and full, but then again he'd not been this bloated and full for a long time.

Harry spent the rest of the day laying around in his underwear, snacking on the odd bits of junk food he could find in his house. He could't stop thinking about what happened in his underwear earlier however. Was he really turned on by being that full and bloated? He had heard about people that enjoyed eating and being fed but those type of people were huge gainers, he wasn't one of those surely?

Harry spent the next few days doing very little. His routine had become waking up late into the day and spending the rest of the day eating and lazing around in nothing but his tight briefs. These last few days for Harry had been the happiest he'd been in years. He felt the pressure of everyone else leave him. He didn't have to worry about the fans, the paparazzi, the magazines, his PR team. He could just live his life how he wanted to and at the pace he wanted to and that was very slow and very lazy. But he enjoyed being lazy and enjoyed eating what he wanted when he wanted and enjoyed not having to work his body till he couldn't move in the gym. He had no desire to go back to the life he had had just days ago.

A few days of this lifestyle turned quickly into weeks. He hadn't cooked a meal in weeks, he hadn't put on proper clothes in weeks, he hadn't gone to the gym in weeks, he hadn't left the house in weeks but he had enjoyed him self finally. He had found a routine he felt comfortable living in and it started to show. As Harry tucked into his second burger for his breakfast, his belly, now much softer and less defined then the post tour body he had a few weeks ago, spilled over the edge of his shorts. His softer chest slightly deforming his nipples as he slouches, his love handles started to push down his shorts, even slightly revealing the top of his butt crack which was also due to his expanding backside. Harry had gone from ideal male physic to now a softer chubby version of that. He still held some muscle definition in his arms but a lot of his body was now covered in a soft layer of fat. As always, Harry polished off the last of his large greasy meal and leaned back on the bench he was sitting on in his garden. He rubbed his gut and let out a little burp. As he rubbed his belly, the usual hardness of his abs wasn't there, instead a softness and warmth. He looked down and saw his belly spilling over the edge of his shorts. Harry's face went warm and red as he put both hands on his bloated stomach. He was touching it in shock. He'd never seen him self so soft before. He started to panic about what people would say if they saw him, what the photos would look like, how he'd look on tour with a jiggling belly, how people would point out how big he'd gotten. As he thought these things, that same pulse in his briefs was felt. His large member grew hard and excited by the prospect of people pointing out his growing belly, his jiggling belly on stage as he dances around. He enjoyed that thought a lot and even thought about how it would be if he got bigger than this and he became even harder and even more excited by that thought. He spent the rest of the day eating and lazing around stuck in thought. He didn't have any commitments any time soon nor did he have to leave the house and be seen publicly. This sparked a thought in his head. Why not explore the possibility of getting bigger? He was enjoying his current lifestyle much more than the life he had before, why not give into it, see how far he can go with it? At that moment Harry ordered him self everything off the menu from the fast food place in town and spent the evening filling is softening belly with the greasy fatty foods.

Over the next few weeks Harry spent every waking hour of the day eating. As soon as he woke up he'd make him self stacks of pancakes or waffles covered in syrup and butter. He'd follow that up with a thick milkshake and then snack on cereal bars till lunch time came. For lunch he would order 3 large burgers and 3 large chips, chicken strips and cheese melts and a huge cup of soda. After snacking all afternoon on muffins and cupcakes came the main event: his dinner. He would go full out ordering from the finest restaurants everything off the menu. He would spend the rest of the evening stuffing all the food into his chubby cheeks and filling up his growing gut. He couldn't get enough of the feeling of being full. He loved at the end of the day when he'd lay in bed rubbing his big bloated belly feeling his softening gut grow bigger and bigger. He became so in love with this lifestyle that he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. He had gone too far to the fat side.

As Harry lay rubbing his fat body he thought back to how hard life was trying to stay in shape just a month or so ago. He would spend hours in the morning training just to feel unhappy about himself but now he didn't get up till early afternoon and spent his days eating and growing and he couldn't be happier. He thought how other men must feel having to appeal to the standard of beauty when all they want to do is eat and enjoy life. This gave Harry an idea. He called his PR team to come round first thing in the morning to have a discussion about his next career moves.

That morning Harry arose earlier then usual. He quickly hopped in the shower and then put some clothes on for the first time in weeks. He noticed how his shirts clung tight to his expanding middle and how his jeans squeezed tightly to his juicy ass and growing thighs. He made a mental note to buy some looser more comfortable clothes. When his PR team arrived they did notice Harry's fuller figure. No one said anything, thinking he'd just enjoyed his time off that's all. Harry pointed them to his sofa and they all sat down as he stood in front of them. "I want to talk about where I want my career to go from now on and I want to stand for something that I firmly believe in. Before my break I was known as a very attractive and very fit man who had, some may say, the ideal body, however this wasn't enough for a lot of people and not enough for me. I felt like shit all the time. I spent hours in the gym trying to be the best I could and it was never enough and I realise now that it'll never be enough. That is why i decided to experiment with my life style, resulting in this." Harry lifted up his shirt to reveal his soft belly and his lack of abs. This reveal was met with a round of gasps from his team who hadn't expected him to get quite this big over his break.

"I understand that this," Harry grabbed his belly and shook it, "isn't what you'd expect me to do in my break but I have enjoyed my break, enjoyed my time relaxing and eating and feeling full and content."

His PR team all seemed confused and some now worried for Harry.

"What I'm trying to say is that I like this. I like being fat. In fact I want more of it. I want it bigger. And I want to show men that you can be hot and sexy and FAT. I've had enough of fitness culture making men feel shit about themselves. It's time for the fatness culture to take over."

With this a few of his PR team all smiled and looked at each other. They all agreed to follow through with Harry's vision and wanted to support him in his growth. Harry was so happy to get this seal of approval and to celebrate, he got the whole team a large order of take out to share (even though Harry ended up having most of it for himself).

Later that week Harry would make his first public appearance since his break. He didn't want to shy away from his new body, instead he wanted to show it off to the world. Show how proud he was of his growth. He had a custom teddy bear crop top made for him that showcased his round gut perfectly. His first public outing was a press conference that he had arranged to talk about body positivity. When he entered the room, belly first of course, the room all looked at him in shock, even a few people couldn't hold back their gasps. Harry took a seat as the paparazzi snapped photos of Harry Styles and his new fat gut. Harry smiled slightly excited by this reaction. The shock and horror on peoples faces made him excited to keep growing and showing that off.

At the conference he spoke in detail about how sad he was before his break where he discovered his love for eating and enjoying food. He said how Hollywood and the media put so much pressure to look perfect but why cant a belly and a soft chest with thick thighs and a fatty bum be perfect too. The whole room stood up in applause, some even cheered for him. Harry was so happy that his first time out the house was met with such positive reaction. He couldn't wait to show the world more of what he was made of.

Over the next few days Harry took part in photo shoots displaying his fat figure in fashion magazines. He gave interviews about his weight gain and how he loved it and promoted men to try it if they feel down about their current body. The whole world was talking about Mr Harry Styles' belly. The reveal was met with many positive people praising him for letting go and enjoying life. He even inspired some celebrities to join him in their exploration of weight gain. As well as positive feed back, Harry was met with some negative feedback as well. Some fitness freaks began to slate him for promoting an unhealthy life and how people shouldn't strive to be fat but should all work for abs and strong muscles and be in perfect shape at all time. For some reason this didn't affect Harry negatively at all. One morning, Harry was reading some articles about his weight gain and came across one calling him names like "Fatty Styles" or "A pig in nice clothes". These names made his member throb and he got very excited. Seeing them call him them names inspired him and pushed him to keep gorging and keep getting fatter. If they wanted him thinner he was gonna go bigger than ever before. Harry looked down at his gut and slapped it saying "you aren't going anywhere" and stuffed his face with a full burger.

Harry was blowing up. Figuratively and literally. He was doing photo shoot after photo shoot displaying his growing belly. He was the headline of every tabloid and magazine with his fat belly on the front of every one. The fat guy was literally everywhere. Harry also couldn't stop eating. His gaining journey became less about empowering people and more that Harry had just become addicted to stuffing his belly and he loved it. Every day he would eat enough food to feed a large family. Members of his team would have to buy new clothes for him every week as he couldn't stop growing. He would go for fittings but he would never fit into them a week later. His expanding body was constantly on full public display as well and he loved every second of it

The paparazzi would have field days whenever Harry was out and about. He would walk the streets shirtless stuffing his face with some fast food or sugary filled dessert. Harry loved the public attention he got from his huge jiggly body. Since he had gone public with this weight gain, he had continued to gain an excessive amount of weight. One reason was due to the fact Harry just loved eating and honestly couldn't stop but another reason was because of how excited he got from his expanding body. As he felt his waist line get wider, his love handles grow further out, his chest start to droop, this hips and bum grow outwards and his limbs fill with fat, he couldn't help but get turned on by it. He began hooking up with an old friend, Louis Tomlinson, who loved to encourage Harry. He has never been this excited by his own body ever. He loved filling his stomach till he couldn't move and then commit sexual acts with Louis. Louis even loved walking around with him showcasing just how big he was helping Harry become.

It had now been 9 months since Harry had first gone on his break and had gone from 155lbs to now 250lbs of fat. He had honestly never been happier or fatter in his life and he loved every second of it. One morning when he woke up after a large stuffing he got out of bed and went down to the kitchen to grab some sweet treat to fill his morning hunger. He accidentally dropped his fork as he went to sit down at the table. As he bent down to pick it up, his tight over stretched weight brief underwear split right down his ass crack. As he quickly stood up he ran to the full length mirror. He turned around and saw just how large his arse had gotten. It had burst the seams to his underwear and revealed his large fatty bottom. As he stood there he took in the rest of his body. He pulled on his love handles, rubbing his belly and watching it jiggle. He rubbed his chest and saw how his once defined pecs had softened and drooped into moobs now. Harry was getting so excited and turned on that he called Louis to come round immediately to stuff him and make him fatter than ever.

Over the next few months Harry carried on gracing the front cover of every magazine displaying his now huge figure. They wanted to show the world what had happened to the fit and in shape Harry Styles and Harry loved to show it off. He loved talking about his gaining story, how he felt better fatter and how other men should gain to feel free. Now breaking 300lbs he had officially become the face of fat and obese men all over the world. His display of gluttony and enjoyment of food encouraged so many men to go from fit and switch to fat. A lot of celebs like Tom Holland, Chris Evans, Evans Peters, the Jonas Brothers all had stopped working out and started enjoying stuffing themselves with food! Harry had really changed the face of man-kind with his unleashing and accepting his gluttonous behaviour.

As much as Harry enjoyed how much he changed how men percieved their bodies and looking after them, he much more enjoyed the feeling of his own and his own exploration into his gaining. He had never realised when he was skinny but he quite obviously had a gaining kink. He loved the feeling when his belly was filled to the brim full of fattening foods. He loved being teased and showcased by his lover out in public. He loved when he played with his own huge body but he enjoyed more when others would play with this jiggly body. Louis, when he came round to stuff Harry and relieve him, would always grab Harry's underbelly and jiggle it mocking just how fat he had become. He would show images of him from before his break and tell him how much of a pig he was for letting him self go. All these things made Harry absolutely crazy. He couldn't get enough of it. He'd sometimes beg Louis to mock him and play with him he was so desperate for it. Without realising Harry's desire to be empowering had also become his desire to be a huge fat hog and he loved it so much.

As time went on and Harry descended further and further into obesity, flying past the 300lbs mark, the past image of the fit and toned Harry Styles was a distant image. He had truly accepted his life as a huge fat hog now. When he went out and about, strangers would bring him food like hot dogs or burgers and he loved accepting them. He would stuff it all straight into his fat cheeks, making it not even last a minute. Some fans would ask to poke his belly or hug him as to feel his soft middle and of course Harry couldn't resist. Every so often he would get a male fan come up to him and say how he inspired them to get fat too. These moments were Harry's favourite moments. To see that he had not only made him self a huge fat hog but inspired other men to let go and unleash their inner pigs too, it truly warmed his heart. Harry was so proud of the impact he had had on men.

As his two year anniversary of his first break was coming up, Harry had decided he wanted to go back on tour. Now at 360lbs, Harry thought it was time to tour the world as a new man, a fat man. Just before his tour started however, he took a vacation on a boat for a week or two just to have a final relax. He loved putting on tight speedos in front of the paparazzi. It would showcase every inch of his hog body, putting it all on show leaving nothing to the imagination.

Harry's tour was a smash hit. He loved spending every night on stage, wearing barely enough clothes to cover his huge body. His fans loved it too, watching the giant man jiggle around stage. He would have seconds of his show where he would sit and eat food that fans had thrown at him to eat. He would show off his new shapes and curves by jiggling his huge gut for the fans to cheer and clap at. He felt like a proper circus hog, performing for food and to grow fatter. And that he did. By the end of the tour Harry had cracked the 400lbs mark. On his final show he thanked the fans for standing by him but more importantly for keeping him well fed and fat. He admitted he was worry about losing weight on tour but his fans made sure that he wouldn't lose a pound and instead gain 40.

Harry then end back home to his trusty feeder Louis. Louis was happy to have Harry back in his hands. The first night back he admired the work the fans had done to his piggy. "Your fans really know how to keep you well fed huh?" Louis said as he pulled off Harry's tight shirt. "But let me show you how I stuff my pigs." And with that Harry went back to being fattened and stuffed by Louis. This was the life he had always wanted. He loved being this big and loved every stage of his weight gain prior but he couldn't wait to get even bigger. He knew he couldn't stop even if he wanted to but he most definitely didn't want to ever stop being a huge fat hog.

This is a story based around AI images that I created recently. I have really loved writing this story and really put in a lot of effort with it. I have slightly teased other celebs in this story so if you would like to hear a story about their gaining experiences then please do let me know. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I loved writing it <3

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jaxu21976 · 2 years

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zanygardenherowobbler · 1 year

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leclsrc · 1 year

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hiii! could i request a charles fluff where he and y/n kinda have like some tradition that they do together or something. and its just special to them? like going traveling or even something ordinary like cleaning the house? sorry i'm a total sucker for these lmao

again late, so late, sorry! but i am trying to catch up w these olddd reqs hahshdhs. shoutout again to mack who live messaged me ab a grocery trip and inspired much of this ily. title from this

things lovers do – cl16

“And we’re out of limes, I think.” You say, humming as you review the contents of your fridge.

“Do we even use them that much?” Charles asks from the dinner table. He stares at the list, where he’s written the word limes. He holds a pen to the left of it, prepares to draw it across the word, but your own words of protest stop him. What—of course we use limes, you say.

“I don’t recall us making guacamole, is all.”

You shut the fridge, laughing and walking over to where he sits, wrapping your arms around him from behind. Together, you peruse the crumpled list, of words written and erased in Charles’ messy penmanship. There’s romaine, lemon, pasta, ciabatta. Assorted gum, because Charles likes to chew it while working. Coffee beans, because a day without them renders you half-deceased.

This is a weekly thing—reviews of the grocery list, on the dinner table with two glasses of wine. Anyone can love, but not everyone can sit and be patient and browse every last item of the fridge and pantry to determine what needs to be added. And through the list you’re provided with a window for the week: Monday night dinner with pasta, Wednesday breakfast with ciabatta, a romaine salad for Thursday brunch.

If you told your six-year-old self that your best memories with your boyfriend would be formulating grocery lists, she would pout in your face. Boyfriend? She’d ask petulantly. Don’t we get to marry a prince, with a horse and a castle? No, you’d say. We get to have a prince, yes, but he has a car and a house in Monaco. Is that good enough? If it isn’t, he makes a mean set of pancakes.

Do we get to dance with him at a ball? It’s still a no, you’d tell her. The dancing happens in the kitchen, lit only by the yellow of the stovetop range while you play Harvest Moon and sway softly to the guitar. It happens by the fridge, when a Bee Gees song comes on and Charles can’t resist holding you by the waist and lifting you up to join his dancing. It happens while you wait for toast in the morning, when both the bread and the weather are in the middle of cool and warm, to Al Green on the radio.

This love of grocery lists and airplane rides sure doesn’t live up to your six-year-old self’s fairytale standards, or your sixteen-year-old’s hopes of marrying Harry Styles. You think, however, that it far surpasses anything you could ever have wanted.

His voice draws you out of your reverie. “You okay? You’re a bit quiet.”

“Just thinking,” you reassure, pressing a kiss to his hair and smiling. “Of things.” Of us, of toast and tea, of romance and loving you and making lists and loving you and God, loving you. “Lots of things.”

“…Is this because I added too much junk food?”

“No, God,” you say, fond. “It’s nothing.”

“I love you,” he says back. And if you ever doubted it, there would always be limes, written without erasure on this crumpled list on the dinner table.

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LAZY SUNDAY ↳ a nice day off with chuya, 0.9K words, fluff! gn!reader

oh to have a lazy sunday with chuuya…

neither of you is getting out of bed until at least eleven. but once you get out of bed, chuuya’s not far behind you, getting dressed and ready alongside you. once you’re both ready for the day, the two of you sit on the couch, and watch your show with idle conversation here and there about each other’s plans for the day.

eventually, one of you gets hungry and asks the other what they want for lunch. after looking at reviews and lunch menus, you and chuuya decide on a restaurant you’ve both been meaning to try for a while.

by the time you leave, it’s already a quarter past one, which is fine with chuuya. it means you’ve missed the lunch crowd, so the streets and restaurants won't be nearly as crowded.

fall hadn’t quite set in yet, and the memory of summer was still fresh in the air. the weather was perfect, and seeing as you’d been in the house all day, neither of you minded stretching your legs for a couple of blocks. you walked through the streets hand in hand, talking about anything and everything, but particularly what you were planning on ordering.

most days, chuuya would save his affections, verbal and physical, for when you were in private, away from prying and judging eyes. you both wanted to be respected as the port mafia executives you were. it’s not that you were hiding it either, though. neither of you had any problems stealing brief cheek kisses in passing or checking in on each other throughout the day.

but it was a weekend you both had off, a few days where neither of you were executives of the most intimidating crime organization in yokohama; you were just two young lovers enjoying a day together. two young lovers, chuuya reasons, hold hands when they walk together.

when you two make it to the restaurant, there’s no wait for a table. the atmosphere is peaceful, but it’s not a graveyard. there are still people just like the two of you enjoying a meal with their loved ones. being here with you, doing ‘quaint’ things like this, made his whole world. yeah, being a ‘weapon’ had its perks, but it made him feel less than a person at times. but you were living proof of his humanity.

after lunch, you two go shopping, stopping in little shops here and there. but of course, chuuya can’t suppress his finer tastes, and you end up going into all the luxury stores that you yourself would usually avoid, save for the holidays.

chuuya is actually a firm believer in retail therapy. not that he would ever admit to partaking in something so ‘shallow’ and ‘frivolous.’ buying nice watches and jewelry for you made all his stress from the past week melt away, at least momentarily.

the two of you make it home around five thirty, and neither of you has a desire for real food. you two end up snacking on junk food the rest of the evening rather than having a proper dinner. not that you or chuuya seemed to care.

you hear steady, soft sighs coming from your chest where chuuya is resting. he was long gone at this point, and honestly, you were on the edge too. laying on the couch watching your favorite show with the love of your life sprawled on top of you. soon after he retired there, you haphazardly threw a blanket over both of you, which knocked chuuya out pretty quickly. he had his arms wrapped around your torso with his head on your chest. once he settled with his legs wrapped around yours, he was out.

when you start to struggle to keep your eyes open, you exert what little energy you have left to reach for your phone on the coffee table. when you pick it up, the time reads nine thirty-three. it was a little early, but you were both exhausted and could use an early night for the start of the week.

you poke at chuuya a few times before he grumbles and starts to sit up. you practically drag him to bed. he’d be fine sleeping anywhere right now as long as you were beside him. you were both tired, but not in a bad way. you felt satisfied with your day, even after a late start. you would normally be upset at spending half your day inside and half awake, but as long as you were spending time with him, it really didn’t seem wasted.

you drop chuuya onto his side of the bed and toss a throw blanket over him as he adjusts his pillows just the way he likes it. you walk to the other side of the bed and settle beside him, pulling the relatively small blanket to cover you as well. while the blanket wasn’t nearly as large or lavish as your satin sheets, it would do for right now. both of you were too far gone to even think to unmake the bed. not that chuuya minded having to pull you close to get under the blanket. you thought those moments were the happiest you’d ever be. on the precipice of sleep and shoved up against chuuya, nothing but peace and satisfaction comes to mind. a day well spent and a person well loved.

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