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General | Posted 2 years agoMerry Christmas!
General | Posted 2 years agoEat, be merry! Eat more! …keep eating! No, the bathroom is off limits. E A T. You have to shit? You’re wearing your toilet. Eat!!!
hey FAT FUCKS
General | Posted 2 years agoGo read my last journal, DO IT NOOOOW
Everybody [Watch] this artist!
General | Posted 2 years agohttps://www.furaffinity.net/user/monsterfriend/
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Happy Belated-
General | Posted 2 years ago“Official American day glorifying obesity and overindulgence”! I hope you all pigged out like the good American fat fucks you are
GRREAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
General | Posted 2 years agoMorbid obesity slob pandemic. That is all.
Fat Scar [FMA:B]
General | Posted 2 years agoI love Scar so fucking much I NEED HIM TO BE A MUSCLEGUT HUNK WHO LET HIMSELF GO AFTER SAVING AMESTRIS PLEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!!!
EXCERPT: Unnamed BBB story
General | Posted 2 years ago“…and in other news, the new fast food restaurant, Big Boy’s, keeps up its streak of being the most popular food joint in the city, even coming close to bankrupting the other, more popular places like McDonalds’s, Harvey’s, and the like. And it doesn’t seem like its domination is coming to an end any time soon. Now for the weather…”
You block out the sounds of the television, focusing on the computer to order your dinner. A large bucket of 150 greasy nuggets, 3 pounds of fries, and a 3 litre cup of sugary swamp water sounds really good right now. Putting in your credit card information, you submit your request for delivery to your college and cheer at the low prices Big Boy’s offers. Compared to other places that charged $10 for a simple burger meal, this new fast food joint offered three times the food for less than half the price! It’s probably why there’s so many of them in your city, and why your fellow citizens seem to have gotten much fatter since they moved in.
The thought brings your attention to your own overgrown body. 2 years ago you might have been considered fit, but now there isn’t a hint of muscle anywhere on your obese body. Your largest clothes do nothing to hide your flab; most of your sagging body is exposed to the world with your moobs being the only thing your shirt covers. You used to be self conscious about it, but after seeing everyone else start to grow out of their clothes as well, the feeling faded. It was even replaced by an erotic sense of enjoyment! Now, it seems like everyone had the same idea: don’t waste money on clothes, just eat and get fatter!
You rub your fingers together, feeling the sweat and grease residue on them after simply rubbing your shirt-clothed moobs. You’ve been slacking on doing the laundry, too. It’s been over a month since you washed your clothes, so all you have left to wear are stained, stretched, greasy articles that you leave discarded on the food covered floor at the end of the day. As is the case with most things now, though, you can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed. Not even your musky, disgusting stench or loud, fetid gas makes you self-conscious now, because it was the same with everyone else too! When you go out to go to college, for example, your classmates’ bellies are gurgling and groaning as they digest their deep fried breakfast. Speaking of, you should probably get going.
You heave your body off the couch and shove your sticky laptop into your backpack, slinging it over your thick shoulders as you waddle out of your apartment. A short walk to the elevator made you pant from exhaustion, but you love it. The doors open to reveal a single occupant, a middle aged businessman who somehow managed to button up his disgusting shirt, though it looked one meal away from popping off. You force your body into the elevator, forcing your bellies to press and squelch against each other and causing a greasy, sputtering fart to rip out of your fat ass, half of that ass exposed to the world as your shorts and underwear can’t be pulled up fully anymore. The man sniffs audibly and grunts in approval, responding with his own rank fart. Great, now you’re hard! But sadly, the elevator doors open and lets you both out. The stink stays in your nose thankfully, keeping you horny as you waddled along the sidewalk to the bus stop in the spring heat. The bus gets there as soon as you arrive, thankfully. It wasn’t full, it never is at this time, and you quickly spy your best friend Brian sitting there in the back with his own bucket of deep fried goodness tucked between his moobs.
You block out the sounds of the television, focusing on the computer to order your dinner. A large bucket of 150 greasy nuggets, 3 pounds of fries, and a 3 litre cup of sugary swamp water sounds really good right now. Putting in your credit card information, you submit your request for delivery to your college and cheer at the low prices Big Boy’s offers. Compared to other places that charged $10 for a simple burger meal, this new fast food joint offered three times the food for less than half the price! It’s probably why there’s so many of them in your city, and why your fellow citizens seem to have gotten much fatter since they moved in.
The thought brings your attention to your own overgrown body. 2 years ago you might have been considered fit, but now there isn’t a hint of muscle anywhere on your obese body. Your largest clothes do nothing to hide your flab; most of your sagging body is exposed to the world with your moobs being the only thing your shirt covers. You used to be self conscious about it, but after seeing everyone else start to grow out of their clothes as well, the feeling faded. It was even replaced by an erotic sense of enjoyment! Now, it seems like everyone had the same idea: don’t waste money on clothes, just eat and get fatter!
You rub your fingers together, feeling the sweat and grease residue on them after simply rubbing your shirt-clothed moobs. You’ve been slacking on doing the laundry, too. It’s been over a month since you washed your clothes, so all you have left to wear are stained, stretched, greasy articles that you leave discarded on the food covered floor at the end of the day. As is the case with most things now, though, you can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed. Not even your musky, disgusting stench or loud, fetid gas makes you self-conscious now, because it was the same with everyone else too! When you go out to go to college, for example, your classmates’ bellies are gurgling and groaning as they digest their deep fried breakfast. Speaking of, you should probably get going.
You heave your body off the couch and shove your sticky laptop into your backpack, slinging it over your thick shoulders as you waddle out of your apartment. A short walk to the elevator made you pant from exhaustion, but you love it. The doors open to reveal a single occupant, a middle aged businessman who somehow managed to button up his disgusting shirt, though it looked one meal away from popping off. You force your body into the elevator, forcing your bellies to press and squelch against each other and causing a greasy, sputtering fart to rip out of your fat ass, half of that ass exposed to the world as your shorts and underwear can’t be pulled up fully anymore. The man sniffs audibly and grunts in approval, responding with his own rank fart. Great, now you’re hard! But sadly, the elevator doors open and lets you both out. The stink stays in your nose thankfully, keeping you horny as you waddled along the sidewalk to the bus stop in the spring heat. The bus gets there as soon as you arrive, thankfully. It wasn’t full, it never is at this time, and you quickly spy your best friend Brian sitting there in the back with his own bucket of deep fried goodness tucked between his moobs.
Need my flab rubbed (groped/molested/squeezed)
General | Posted 2 years agoAnything will do. Just get my lard wobblin’! Wouldn’t say no to some sloppy greasy food, too… even fudge! Just make sure you’re as slobby and disgusting as me when you’re feeding me any sort of unhealthy greasy slop! And also keep groping me :)
Eat candy, fat fucks
General | Posted 2 years agoDevour it all. Celebrate the best holiday in the only way you obese pigs can. Make sure you put on as much sugarlard as you possibly can manage in one night.
EXCERPT: Mukbanging
General | Posted 2 years ago“Hey guUUURHRHRRPRPRPPPys! ‘Scuse me, haha~! Today is a special mukbang because it’s Taco Tuesday! A wonderful sub who donaAAUAURHRRAted 1,500 buckaroos requested it, so here we are! Hope you don’t mind my belly gettin’ a little noise, guys~.” The stream was packed with people, a record breaking 7,934 viewers! Some were simply frequent watchers, but most were tier three subscribers who had been finding their favourite streamer’s lifestyle for more than a year now.
Said streamer went by the name of ‘FatboyFeedingFrenzy’, real name Freddy, but everyone just called him Fatboy. 800 pounds of wobbling, jiggling lard was caked on his body, taking up nearly all of the camera’s view. As usual, he was squeezed into a neat button up shirt that didn’t even manage to reach halfway to his belly button, with the buttons already straining to stay on, revealing delicious bulges of fat between them. Oh his ass, not that anyone could see, was a pair of smart khaki pants with a 68” waist, unbuttoned so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable.
Fatboy knew his viewers loved when he started with clean clothes. A huge part of the fun was getting himself messy before bursting out of them after all! He always made sure to prepare more food than even he was going to eat, to ensure that ample amounts could be slopped onto his gelatinous body.
Speaking of food, Taco Tuesday was an understatement! A secondary camera was placed above his table to show off all the food he was eating, the view placed in a smaller box in the corner. The viewers could see that it was absolutely loaded with all sorts of mouthwatering food! Dozens of tacos laden with beef, cheese, salsa, lettuce, doused in grease. There were piles upon piles of burritos that each looked like they’d been inflated with an air pump, as long as a wine bottle and twice as thick. The viewers were extra excited to see those slick grease coated bombs explode all over him! Along with other fatty foods and delicious sugary drinks, this was going to be a feast to remember.
“AlriIIOOULUOUUOOOORORORRRRRPRPPPPPP!!!! Alright boys, let’s dig in, this little belly needs some snacks~!” Fatboy groped one of his tire lovehandles and gave his belly a quick shake, making it give a heavy GLORP and signalling another burst of gas. Fatboy picked up the first taco and shoved the entire thing into his greedy mouth, chewing with an open mouth to make sure his eager viewers heard every chew. He was just about to swallow the last chunks when the belch was finally released. *BBWBWHWHWHHHAAHAUAUAUHRHRHUAUAURURURRRRPRPRPP!!!!!!* The uneaten food chunks flew out to land on his pristine shirt, making streaks of golden brown grease as they tumbled down to rest on his belly. “Fuuuuck, and the first mess shows up on the first taco, bwahahaha! I think today’s gonna be messy, don’t you boys?” The pile of lard said, proudly smearing the grease around before picking up a taco in each hand and shoving both into his mouth.
Said streamer went by the name of ‘FatboyFeedingFrenzy’, real name Freddy, but everyone just called him Fatboy. 800 pounds of wobbling, jiggling lard was caked on his body, taking up nearly all of the camera’s view. As usual, he was squeezed into a neat button up shirt that didn’t even manage to reach halfway to his belly button, with the buttons already straining to stay on, revealing delicious bulges of fat between them. Oh his ass, not that anyone could see, was a pair of smart khaki pants with a 68” waist, unbuttoned so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable.
Fatboy knew his viewers loved when he started with clean clothes. A huge part of the fun was getting himself messy before bursting out of them after all! He always made sure to prepare more food than even he was going to eat, to ensure that ample amounts could be slopped onto his gelatinous body.
Speaking of food, Taco Tuesday was an understatement! A secondary camera was placed above his table to show off all the food he was eating, the view placed in a smaller box in the corner. The viewers could see that it was absolutely loaded with all sorts of mouthwatering food! Dozens of tacos laden with beef, cheese, salsa, lettuce, doused in grease. There were piles upon piles of burritos that each looked like they’d been inflated with an air pump, as long as a wine bottle and twice as thick. The viewers were extra excited to see those slick grease coated bombs explode all over him! Along with other fatty foods and delicious sugary drinks, this was going to be a feast to remember.
“AlriIIOOULUOUUOOOORORORRRRRPRPPPPPP!!!! Alright boys, let’s dig in, this little belly needs some snacks~!” Fatboy groped one of his tire lovehandles and gave his belly a quick shake, making it give a heavy GLORP and signalling another burst of gas. Fatboy picked up the first taco and shoved the entire thing into his greedy mouth, chewing with an open mouth to make sure his eager viewers heard every chew. He was just about to swallow the last chunks when the belch was finally released. *BBWBWHWHWHHHAAHAUAUAUHRHRHUAUAURURURRRRPRPRPP!!!!!!* The uneaten food chunks flew out to land on his pristine shirt, making streaks of golden brown grease as they tumbled down to rest on his belly. “Fuuuuck, and the first mess shows up on the first taco, bwahahaha! I think today’s gonna be messy, don’t you boys?” The pile of lard said, proudly smearing the grease around before picking up a taco in each hand and shoving both into his mouth.
EXCERPT: Random Knight story
General | Posted 2 years agoGregory was a regular peasant from a small village near the royal palace. It was just him and his father tending to crops and livestock day in and day out. Because of this line of work, the 21 year old had quite a bit of muscle, and combined with the hearty meals his father cooked, a not insignificant belly as well. He was 5’ 9” tall, and yet he weighed an impressive 540 pounds!
One day, however, a group of Royal Knights visited from the palace. They were on patrol, looking for new recruits. Monsters had been acting up lately, and the King wanted as many Knights as possible to deal with them. As Gabriel sat on the front porch devouring a massive meal, he saw the dozen or so Knights coming through. He heard them before he saw them, a cacophony of wheezing, belching, and farting accompanied them as they heaved blobby thighs around one another
He had always idolized them. The way their armour was always too small, bursting at the seams and revealing skin tight undergarments that strained to not tear apart under the pressure of their flabby glory. Even the knights who had properly fitting armour, which was few and far between, seemed to bulge! Especially with how the metal plates were smithed round and smooth to hold the blubbery bellies underneath. This time, however, the Knights took an interest in him back.
“You, there, boy!” Gabriel looked up to the call, a large chunk of greasy ham sticking out of his bloated cheeks.
“Yesh shir?” He spoke, spitting chunks all over his dirty stained worn down shirt.
The knight who called to him stepped onto the porch, which creaked ominously at the sudden 800 pounds. He could barely see the obese farmer sitting down past his immense moobs and belly, but he liked what he saw. A natural pig, messy and slobby. “I was going to ask if you have what it takes to be a Royal *UEHRHRUURRPPP!* Knight, but I see you’ve answered my question already! We could use fresh men like you who already follow the tenets of Knighthood!”
One day, however, a group of Royal Knights visited from the palace. They were on patrol, looking for new recruits. Monsters had been acting up lately, and the King wanted as many Knights as possible to deal with them. As Gabriel sat on the front porch devouring a massive meal, he saw the dozen or so Knights coming through. He heard them before he saw them, a cacophony of wheezing, belching, and farting accompanied them as they heaved blobby thighs around one another
He had always idolized them. The way their armour was always too small, bursting at the seams and revealing skin tight undergarments that strained to not tear apart under the pressure of their flabby glory. Even the knights who had properly fitting armour, which was few and far between, seemed to bulge! Especially with how the metal plates were smithed round and smooth to hold the blubbery bellies underneath. This time, however, the Knights took an interest in him back.
“You, there, boy!” Gabriel looked up to the call, a large chunk of greasy ham sticking out of his bloated cheeks.
“Yesh shir?” He spoke, spitting chunks all over his dirty stained worn down shirt.
The knight who called to him stepped onto the porch, which creaked ominously at the sudden 800 pounds. He could barely see the obese farmer sitting down past his immense moobs and belly, but he liked what he saw. A natural pig, messy and slobby. “I was going to ask if you have what it takes to be a Royal *UEHRHRUURRPPP!* Knight, but I see you’ve answered my question already! We could use fresh men like you who already follow the tenets of Knighthood!”
EXCERPT: Saviour of the Galaxy (Halo Story)
General | Posted 2 years agoI know nothing about Halo :)
In Ar’rak’s eyes, he was the height of beauty and attractiveness. He stood at an impressive 10 feet tall and an even more impressive 12 feet wide. Ar’rak hazarded a guess that if he were to measure this… this *god* from back to front he’d be just as wide, too.
Master Chief’s most obvious feature was the absolutely enormous belly that protruded from his middle. It was simultaneously firm and soft, showing that despite hundreds of pounds of flab, there was a strong core beneath it all.
Ar’rak blushed when he finally registered that the Demon wasn’t actually wearing anything other than his iconic helmet and a shiny tight speedo looking garment. Ar’rak blushed even harder when he realized that the only reason he could see that the Chief was wearing a Speedo was the enormous bulge his grand cock was making, almost dragging onto the floor and creating a trail of precum behind him.
Master Chief spread his arm wide, showing off hairy sweat drenched armpits as he tossed the crumpled gun to the wall, showing off his perfect arms. They were literally bulging with muscle and fat, perfectly sculpted to show pure power. Ar’rak could already see that if he put his hands on those bulging biceps, his hand would sink in almost a half foot before feeling his solid muscles.
Even his helmet seemed big, but of course it was. After all, even Master Chief would start to gain weight in his cheeks and chins, forcing a size upgrade. The helmet dig in to his chest a bit, enormous thick solid pecs being pushed up by the dominating belly. Each tremendous moob was capped with a dinner plate sized nipple, both rock hard and sticking out a good few inches. Ar’rak looked closer and saw that there were numerous food stains coating his tits and belly, and he wondered how many meals worth of buildup it was and if he could contribute to it.
Under the light of the room, the all of the soldiers could see a sheen on his body, and they realized that this was why the steam smelled of sweat. It WAS his sweat! His banging on the door had caused his sweat to heat up and evaporate.
Ar’rak’s cock grew hard in its codpiece, constricted by the metal playing. He now understood why so many defected to his side after meeting him. This was no man, no Demon… he was perfection incarnate!
In Ar’rak’s eyes, he was the height of beauty and attractiveness. He stood at an impressive 10 feet tall and an even more impressive 12 feet wide. Ar’rak hazarded a guess that if he were to measure this… this *god* from back to front he’d be just as wide, too.
Master Chief’s most obvious feature was the absolutely enormous belly that protruded from his middle. It was simultaneously firm and soft, showing that despite hundreds of pounds of flab, there was a strong core beneath it all.
Ar’rak blushed when he finally registered that the Demon wasn’t actually wearing anything other than his iconic helmet and a shiny tight speedo looking garment. Ar’rak blushed even harder when he realized that the only reason he could see that the Chief was wearing a Speedo was the enormous bulge his grand cock was making, almost dragging onto the floor and creating a trail of precum behind him.
Master Chief spread his arm wide, showing off hairy sweat drenched armpits as he tossed the crumpled gun to the wall, showing off his perfect arms. They were literally bulging with muscle and fat, perfectly sculpted to show pure power. Ar’rak could already see that if he put his hands on those bulging biceps, his hand would sink in almost a half foot before feeling his solid muscles.
Even his helmet seemed big, but of course it was. After all, even Master Chief would start to gain weight in his cheeks and chins, forcing a size upgrade. The helmet dig in to his chest a bit, enormous thick solid pecs being pushed up by the dominating belly. Each tremendous moob was capped with a dinner plate sized nipple, both rock hard and sticking out a good few inches. Ar’rak looked closer and saw that there were numerous food stains coating his tits and belly, and he wondered how many meals worth of buildup it was and if he could contribute to it.
Under the light of the room, the all of the soldiers could see a sheen on his body, and they realized that this was why the steam smelled of sweat. It WAS his sweat! His banging on the door had caused his sweat to heat up and evaporate.
Ar’rak’s cock grew hard in its codpiece, constricted by the metal playing. He now understood why so many defected to his side after meeting him. This was no man, no Demon… he was perfection incarnate!
Story excerpts?
General | Posted 2 years agoWhat’s up you flabby saggy lazy gluttons?
I know I’m a slow writer, but I was wondering if you’d like some occasional “mini updates” in the form of journals with excepts from my upcoming in progress stories?
Let me know, butterballs!
I know I’m a slow writer, but I was wondering if you’d like some occasional “mini updates” in the form of journals with excepts from my upcoming in progress stories?
Let me know, butterballs!
Revali
General | Posted 2 years ago…needs to be fat. Fuckin obese. The flabby champion of Hyrule. Sweaty, lazy, exhausted, shovelling greasy meat into his beak as he gets more and more unhealthy.
That is all. Post sponsored by recent events lol
That is all. Post sponsored by recent events lol
Now tell me…
General | Posted 2 years ago- soft, saggy flab
- hard thick fat
- soft squish muscle
- extreme solid muscle
- muscle fat
I can probably guess what my audience thinks but what’s your fav??
- hard thick fat
- soft squish muscle
- extreme solid muscle
- muscle fat
I can probably guess what my audience thinks but what’s your fav??
Happy belated bowser day
General | Posted 2 years agoThe only valid holiday!! I hope you skipped work to ogle the handsome fatass slobby king and goon to his sexy sweaty stinky messy bod yesterday!
Happy Hyper Poop Day!
General | Posted 2 years agoI know most of you already do this hourly, but make sure you flood every bathroom you see!
Progress
General | Posted 2 years agoI’m stunned that I’m in such a better place than I was just a year ago. I was a disgusting freak, and now I’m so much healthier and mentally stable, therapy really works wonders. There’s a specific person I want to thank for starting me on this path, but I don’t think they want to speak to me ever again lol
Little life update
General | Posted 2 years agoSo life has been rough, to put it gently.
I’m trying to write when I can, but commission work will be slow, at least. I’m truly sorry to my clients waiting, and others wanting to get stories from me in the future. For now, I’m going to have little time to write until February at least. After that… we’ll hopefully it’ll free up. And maybe I’ll get into a rhythm before then too, but… idk we’ll see.
Stay poopin’ yall.
I’m trying to write when I can, but commission work will be slow, at least. I’m truly sorry to my clients waiting, and others wanting to get stories from me in the future. For now, I’m going to have little time to write until February at least. After that… we’ll hopefully it’ll free up. And maybe I’ll get into a rhythm before then too, but… idk we’ll see.
Stay poopin’ yall.
We need more Roy Koopa
General | Posted 2 years agoThat’s it. That’s the post. My hubby koopa needs more muscle or fat or slob shit, he deserves MORE >:( MAKE HIM BIG!!!
Smol update
General | Posted 2 years agoWriting *may* be slower for a while because of changing life situations (nothing bad don’t worry, actually pretty good!)
Please, send me your energy via burps, farts, shit, vomit, snot, snot, grease, snot, snot, and snot!
Please, send me your energy via burps, farts, shit, vomit, snot, snot, grease, snot, snot, and snot!
Pipe dream
General | Posted 2 years agoGod I want Pyrocynical to comm a story from me. I know it’ll never happen, but good damn I want that sexy sona to fatten up by my pen 🥴
Grandma passed.
General | Posted 2 years agoTaking a slight break from writing. I’ll let y’all know.
Happy EasreRRRURUURRHRHHPPPP!
General | Posted 2 years agoMake sure *huff* that you *wheeze* go to all the stores and get *pant* all the chocolate and eat it all! Make sure you *snarf* get a mobility scooter so *hrrglglg* you can wobble your way over and *gglrrrkk* smear yourself in melted chocolate~!
That’s what Easter is all about, after all!
That’s what Easter is all about, after all!
