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Getting in those last few pool days… <3
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Uh, maybe 20lbs ago. Don't try to fool yourself. Everyone can tell what a sow you are. Look how fat and bloated your face is.
I *almost* look like I’m just thick, until that belly spills out.
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Looks like that sweet tooth got the better of you, didn't it, Fatty? Haven't you ever heard "a moment on the lips, forever on the hips?" Well, now you've got a lot more than your hips to worry about. Hope the sweets were worth it. 😄
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Woah, time to slow down, Piggy. You're getting dangerously close to becoming just another shapeless blob. Try to hold on to what figure you still have left, you're fast approaching a turning point you're not going to be able to come back from. You're never going be slim or turn heads, but at least stay within the threshold of that "pleasantly plump" look.
You are definitely getting BIG tiana! Would love to see a side profile of that gorgeous GUT you’ve been growing!
here’s a side-ish view of my tummy from the same vid
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It takes years and years of eating far more than your rightful fill to grow such an terrifically obese body like this. Keep it up, see how much of a temple to gluttony and greed you can build.
Bubble butt
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With the conclusion of the judging for the tandem swimsuit event, we can now announce our 2022 Blythe County Fair Daughter Fattening Champions, Elaine and Suzie Conners! Svelte cougar Elaine is a 51 year old HR specialist and enjoys running marathons when she isn't cooking for her daughter. Little Suzie there weighed in at 438lbs, not bad for her 19 years. The elder Miss Conner should consider entering our pie baking contest next year, it looked like she has some serious baking skills if Suzie's waistline is any indication!
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Hey, are you Tiffany Brooke? The girls' eating team captain? Hi, I'm Stacey. You guys are doing great this year. Sorry to bother you, are you waiting on Doctor Brennon too? He's alright, but I wish he would give out more insulin in our refills. I hate having to come here every other week, that hallway from the elevator is so long, hehe.
Well, I actually meant to ask... is the team still taking walk-ons this season? I actually really got into the competitive eating scene a few years ago and am a big fan. It's why I wanted to come to Western State! I was actually hoping to try out for the 350 weight class at the beginning of last semester but I I chickened out. Maybe I also really started enjoying the keggers, hehe. I didn't know they let freshmen into the parties! Well, I suppose if I try out next semester I'd be up a weight division or two, I'll have to ask Dr. Brennon to weigh me on your team scale. I just know I was a little too heavy for the standard scale last time, lol. The food here is just so good! So , do you think I could try out?
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Oh... that's great news but, but do you really think I should try for the open weight division? Isn't that Ultra-heavyweight? I don't think I'm that big... I mean I know I added a few pounds but I'm not over 550...
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Oh, you mean I should train into that weight class? That seems like... that seems like a lot. You really would need me to eat in that class to get a spot on the team?
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Well, well it is great to hear I can get a spot. I... I suppose I should start eating. I'm allowed to train with the team until I make weight? That's great to hear. You really think I'm suited for open weight class? Well, I guess it's a good thing the team has that sponsorship deal with Torrid. I guess I'll be needing new clothes soon.
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~ The Western State Girls Varsity Competitive Eating team bus has just pulled up to the parking lot of Baxton State Park. The girls squeeze out of the bus and make the ponderous journey to the trail head at the edge of the parking lot. Team Captain Tiffany Brooke, state record holder for Pies, Open Weight division settles down on a convenient log, takes a few moments to catch her breath, and speaks. ~
Whew... Ok girls, that's just the warm-up. Hehe... One minute.... Whew. Ok. ... As I said, that's the warmup. You all know the importance of a pre-meet run to build our appetites for competition. Well, we won't exactly be running, but I thought we'd get some fresh air and nature for our walk. We'll be stepping off shortly after some quick announcements and a little sugar boost.
Ok, first things first, if you hadn't already heard the rumors, Doc Brennan has cleared me to compete this weekend, which is good since I'll be carrying you bitches, hehe. After my little scare at the Epsilon Pi pool party I'm doing fine and the ticker's pumping strong. Silver lining is that I'm signing an endorsement deal with Medtronic next week, so expect a kegger at my place when that check comes. Doc did tell me to take it easy on the walk so I may be in the back for but if it.
Second, make sure your're wearing the new away Whataburger jerseys and bibs this weekend. They're a little undersized it seems so you may have to start with your day two sizes and hope for the best on actual day two, hehe. . Ok we're about ready to step off. Oh, before I forget, some night before the meet tricks. Take it easy at dinner tonight. Keep it under bodyweight times five for calories. Yes, Amber, I know it's hard, but you'll make up for it tomorrow sweetie. I've seen what you can do to a table of hot dogs. Another performance like last week's and you'll be in the 380 weight division by the end of the semester. One extra snack you can have is a great appetite boost. Take two cups of canola oil, and cup of sugar, mix it up, and down it. Perfect mix to get your body ready to chow down tomorrow. Just like Rocky drinking raw eggs, hehe.
Alright, now we're ready. One, two, three! ... ... Ughmph! ... Uhhmmmph! ... Whew... One minute... Just a sec... Ughmmmmph!...
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Katie, be a sweetie and come hp give me a boost. Once I'm up I'll be good, I just need a little boost getting up from down here. Here, just grab my belly and lift it up. No, grab here. Come on, you can pul a little more. Straight up. Lift with your legs. Ok .. Ughmmph!! UGHFFFMH!...
...Maybe I need to get you girls on the weight room once in a while. Brock, come over and help me up, please? Thank you. Yes, just grab here and here, and hold up my belly. Wow! I feel 100lbs lighter! One, two, threeemmmphh! Yea! ... Whew... One sec.... One sec... Ok. Thank you Brock, you're the best bib manager this team could ask for. And so nice of you to give up your starting position on the football team to do it too! Whew... One sec... thanks again. ...
Brock, you can pass out the donuts now. We need our sugar boost before the walk. Only three per girl, we need to be hungry tomorrow. Oh! None for Amy! Amy, you're our last girl in the lightweight division, and your bumping against the top of the limit! We need you to weigh in under 220 tomorrow to have representation in all the weight categories. In fact, that sports bra is looking tighter than normal, give me 20 jumping jacks! Yes, right now! Go! One, two, three..., four, five... six ... *Huff*... seven ... whew, slow down... eight... slow down .. I can't count that fast ... eleven... *Huff*... Ok, ok you're good... Whew... Give me a second, girls. Let me sit down for a second. . ... Whew.
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Ok, I think it's time you girls got on the walk. I'm going to sit this one out, Doc told me I should save my energy for the meet. It's two loops around the parking lot, almost 300 yards. Brock set up a water and donuts aid station on the other side of the lot. None for you Amy, you greedy little porker, hehe. I'll meet you all back on campus at the locker room. Go! ...
... Hey, Brock, could I get another boost up? Wow, that really does make me feel 100lbs lighter! What? It feels like more to you? ...oh, well I suppose... sorry... Uhm, but I should probably do some appetite increasing exercises before the meet tomorrow. I've got a full day, pies in the morning and hot dogs in the evening. Maybe we could go to the weight room and you could show me workouts?
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~ Jessica and Ellie, two juniors at the Epsilon Pi pool party and cookout, gossip about new big girl on campus ~
J: Is that Tiffany Brooke?
E: Tiffany Brooke, captain of the women's competitive eating team? Who else would it be? You know any other 600 pound freshmen at Western State?
J: Well I thought it was, don't be a bitch. I've heard about her.
E: You should, she's the first competitive eater to get a full ride at a Division I.
J: Well she's something to see, that's for sure. Where'd she find a swimsuit that size?
E: She's sponsored by Torrid. Poster girl for their new extra extended line. They provide the teams jerseys and bibs too.
J: I thought she had a Hebrew National sponsorship?
E: Them too. And Mars candies, Whataburger, Norvo Nordisk, and the National Council for the Promotion of Seed Oils. I also heard she appeared in an add for bariatric toilets and reach aids, but maybe that's just a rumor. Her apartment off campus is filled with swag.
J: Hey, how'd she get permission to live off campus as a freshman?
E: Athletes have their special privileges.
J: Athletes? Are you for real? Look at her.
E: You know what I mean. Competitive eating is drawing crowds now. The school is looking to get in before it really takes off.
J: Is that why this new freshman class is looking extra heavy his year?
E: There's about a half dozen other girls on partial scholarships, and many more hoping to secure a walk on spot.
J: Waddle on more like it.
E: Wait till they start really training. There's a reason Torrid opened a new location near campus.
J: Hey, she's getting out of the pool. .... Damn, that is really something. Lol, Brock's having to help her up the steps.
E: She's headed over to the grille, maybe we'll see a preview to the upcoming preseason invitational.
J: 3,4... 6 franks. Is that a lot for her?
E: Look at the size of her, that's a warm up.
J: Wow she got through those fast. ... Seems to have given her a little heart burn. Don't they chug milk between sets?
E: I don't think that's heartburn, sweetie.
J: Uh oh... uh, should someone call 911?
E: Tsk, tsk... it call comes from eating too much. Let me get this on my phone.
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You ready for another pounding, fuckpig?
I was thinking about what we had yesterday, and I think it best if we...
Shut up and eat your donut, hog. Get this tent off your body. Tomorrow you'll be naked when I get here. you only need one hand to eat, hold up your gut with the other. You can't even reach it? Wow, your appetite really did a number on you.
Uggff.. please...
Hog. if you didn't want to be a fuckpig you could have stopped eating three hundred pounds ago. Deal with the consequences.
One more thing, dear, once you finish the yard work. Would you mind coming over her and giving my feet a little massage? They're killing me, I had to get up and walk to the kitchen earlier today.
I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am. I can certainly help you with that. I can't imagine how your feet must be feeling. That's certainly a lot of weight to put in them.
Oh, well I...
How much are you up to now anyways? I'd say at least 500lbs.
Uhn, excuse me I don't think...
You certainly look fatter than when I started working for you. Those donuts you have me bring aren't helping.
I don't think it's appropriate...
Listen, ma'am, if you going to eat yourself into an amorphous blob of lard, you're going to deal with me talking to you like one.
I...
No. Be quiet. Let me see your feet. Nevermind, we'll get to that later. Pull back your dress. Wow, that is something, isn't it. You've certainly been enjoying yourself. Hope all the sweets were worth it. You vaguely resemble a human physique. How heavy is this gut? Here, hold it up for me. Fuck, that is tighter than I thought, must be the hundred pounds of flab pushing down on your pussy. Damn you're a hog.
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Ok, now I can get yo your foot massage. Why don't you have another donut or two for me first. There you go. Eat up. What a hog you are. You can't help yourself. I think I'll bring two boxes of donuts tomorrow.
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Bad case of the sweet tooth is what did her in
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Proud of her fattened sow. She looks ready for market. 500lbs fuckpig, probably a few years shelf life left of you don't overfeed her too much.
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One more thing, dear, once you finish the yard work. Would you mind coming over her and giving my feet a little massage? They're killing me, I had to get up and walk to the kitchen earlier today.
I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am. I can certainly help you with that. I can't imagine how your feet must be feeling. That's certainly a lot of weight to put in them.
Oh, well I...
How much are you up to now anyways? I'd say at least 500lbs.
Uhn, excuse me I don't think...
You certainly look fatter than when I started working for you. Those donuts you have me bring aren't helping.
I don't think it's appropriate...
Listen, ma'am, if you going to eat yourself into an amorphous blob of lard, you're going to deal with me talking to you like one.
I...
No. Be quiet. Let me see your feet. Nevermind, we'll get to that later. Pull back your dress. Wow, that is something, isn't it. You've certainly been enjoying yourself. Hope all the sweets were worth it. You vaguely resemble a human physique. How heavy is this gut? Here, hold it up for me. Fuck, that is tighter than I thought, must be the hundred pounds of flab pushing down on your pussy. Damn you're a hog.
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Ok, now I can get yo your foot massage. Why don't you have another donut or two for me first. There you go. Eat up. What a hog you are. You can't help yourself. I think I'll bring two boxes of donuts tomorrow.
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Pool party porker.
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Captain of the girls competitive eating team.
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Does she actually go out and waddle around in this? Have some respect for people, they don't want to see all that.
This little piece wasn't so tight a few weeks ago... It's embarassing how quickly I'm growing out of my clothes.
click here to what the hog looks like naked in the mirror
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