heftyheftyhefty0:

Getting so big and heavy hehe

daztoons:

I love it when people come to me with cute and fun ideas for comics, this was a commission for RJ on Twitter, who wanted him and his boyfriend involved in a little miscommunication ala bondage ~

Careful when requesting something from RJ, they will take it EXTREMELY literally.

bigfatbuck:

⚠️ wide load ⚠️

romeo-golf:

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.

everythicc:

Feeling wide… 😳🐷🐷🐷

romeo-golf:

Whipped Cream

Close your eyes and picture it, your mouth gagged to the nozzle of an over-sized can of whipped cream as I pull the trigger and squirt it into your mouth. Watching your gut swell up, stretch, growing tighter and rounder. Your t-shirt slides up over your beach-ball sized gut as it inflates and the button on your jeans is pulled taught beneath your navel. I can see the fear in your eyes as the cream doesn’t stop and you keep swallowing it, mouthful after mouthful. I undo your jeans to let you breathe a bit and you start taking bigger gulps. You don’t know what’s come over you, but you feel hungrier than ever. You suck on the nozzle desperate for more as your boxers squeeze tighter under your gut. You thrust a hand down to grab your throbbing dick and your eyes shoot open in terror as you realise you can’t reach it anymore. You can’t call out to stop the process, the cream keeps pouring, and you’re just getting bigger…

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superchub23-deactivated20201218:

Who wants me in this position 🍑🍑