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  1. Goddess shar

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  2. Here's a more recent one I found. Left is probably late august and the right is just a week ago. That belly is so huge and squishy it's great.
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  3. well..looks like its gonna be a week (or more) between updates... again. Until then enjoy Giantess Mal sitting on your face.
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  4. Here is the surprise!!... my measurements ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿปโœจ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ– Hello everyone!!, how youโ€™ve doing??, as you know Now Iโ€™m in my home country and obviously Iโ€™ve been enjoying a lot the Mexican food... and the results of all that are notorious. Definitely, my chicks are more soft and my face looks rounder. My arms, well, they have much more fat!. My legs has been increasing size, so now my denim jeans are tighter than a month ago... my beautiful and big butt is accumulating all the tacos than Iโ€™ve been eating this month hahaha ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜ however, something amazing happens with my belly and my muffin top; they has been growing together this last month and any of my jeans or leggings or shorts can support the weight of my belly and muffin top, also I canโ€™t wear any of my jeans at the waist... cuz, I donโ€™t have anymore a ways hahaha. Iโ€™m feeling my self ENORMOUS!!, and thatโ€™s the perfect description... honestly, at the end of the year I canโ€™t imagine how Iโ€™m gonna be, thereโ€™s no enough space on my mind to imagine my self. And just because I know that you have in mind what my family said... well yes, they finally said, โ€œLaure, I think that you are fattyโ€ ( my grandma words) and, yes... now Iโ€™m the fattest person in my family, but that is gonna be part of other story. Itelling you all of this because as I said at the main beginning, here you have my measurements. The results was what I already supposed... I am too obese, literally what the tape said, also I need to explain that the tape that I used it has marking with colours what is normal (green) , what is quite fatty (yellow) and what is obese (red) and in one side is the parameter colours for men and in the other one for women... obviously Iโ€™m in red numbers for both scales haha ... I donโ€™t have self control ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿท๐Ÿท Sadly I never took pictures of my measurements when I was thin and when I was staring my gain but I remember the numbers. I used to have on my thinner moment waist of 70cm, hips of 85cm, breast of 90cm, then, like year and half ago I went to 90cm waist, 100cm hips and 98cm of breast. Now I have: โ€œWaistโ€ 131cm Hips 127.5cm Breast 123 cm Enjoy the post ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜ and let me know your predictions about how Iโ€™m gonna end this 2019 ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹, oh and remember that Iโ€™m super thankful with all of you for all the love that you give me and all the support... this numbers are thanks to you ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜
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  5. Sistart

    Hope you're having a good time.

    Hope you're having a good time.
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  6. reiinapop

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  7. damn she's getting big
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  8. Well, 2000 calories from Domino's later and I'm pregnant! I still haven't gained much weight but I'm saving up for a carb-load shake based on starch-powder ( 300 cal per 100 grams ) and a gainer-protein shake (400 cal per 100 grams ) as for stuffing capacity, I'm back to my old self again and couldn't be happier! I was even quite disappointed that I didn't order a bigger pizza and cinnastix! It felt incredible to be this big again and I can't wait to outgrow my current wardrobe. I feel like I'm back to who I was... just need to gain 35+ lbs back and about 7% body fat. I hope with the additional shakes + my already 3500 calorie diet, the weight will catch up with my machine of a body ๐Ÿ˜…
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  9. Simply'll post an photos Comments are superfluous)Carmen is gorgeous as always). Her progress is incredible.)
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  10. Hey everyone itโ€™s me dee from Deeโ€™sweightgain. Some of you may already know me and my story but for those who donโ€™t...... I started my journey last year on YT and weighed in at about 146 lbs. I am 5โ€™6 so you can imagine I was pretty skinny! I disliked the way I looked so I planned on gaining weight..only problem is that I am a HARD GAINER!! So I began to document myself eating and gaining and even though I had a few set backs I have gained over 40 lbs and several dress sizes! The journey is not over I still want to gain some more weight so hopefully you all will join me in my journey watch me eat,chitchat, go out to eat, and show off my bigger body!
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  11. Version 1.0.0

    Laura has new tight and small sport clothes and she feels herself motivated to do some workout at the beach. She started walking to the beach showing her belly to every one, then at the beach her intention of do some exercise is too much, but as you know that fat belly is super big and heavy, that makes that Laura feels herself with no air very fast. once that Laura ends the โ€œhardโ€ routine, she is rewarding herself with a delicious and sweet soda, that she ends really fast.
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  12. New video on... stuffing my face, rubbing my belly and moving my fat ass. HERE
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  13. Hello, hello!!!โ€ฆ. Well as I said I have a surprise for all of you, I just published on my trend my measurements with some gifs and also just a little bit more about how I feel that my huge body has been changed, I hope you enjoy it and that your Saturday be amazing ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ˜˜
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  14. That โ€œside by sideโ€ for a little perspective. Wow.
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  15. Good Morning My Curvage Family!! ๐Ÿท๐Ÿท๐Ÿท This screencap from my mayo video is honestly makes me feel like the sexiest gainer ever!
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  16. GeorgeB

    Collette and Eric

    Chapter Seventeen After lunch, Colette and I stayed sitting in the shade near the pool. I was a little bit surprised that during lunch she ate several sandwiches. I knew that she was trying to keep a low profile eating in front of everyone, but after having only a couple of pieces, I offered her another and she actually ate two. I figured maybe I was worrying more about her being uncomfortable about her body in front of her family than necessary. "Would you like to go for a swim?" I asked. "Sure," Colette answered sitting up and squinting at me in the bright sunlight. "Letโ€™s change in the house. I followed Colette into the house and up to our bedroom. We were on the second floor above a wing of the house, which had its own staircase. This provided us with a bit of privacy. Once in the room, I sidled up to Colette and started getting amorous. She was trying to open her bag, but I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in close and tight, so that I could nuzzle the back of her neck with my lips. I started running my hands up and down her body, concentrating on her belly, her breasts, and her love handles. I could feel the temperature of her skin getting warmer, and I licked softly behind her ear. I helped her wiggle out of her shirt and slip out of her bra, letting her breasts hang free. I massaged her breasts and played with her nipples, which started to get erect. Holding one breast in each hand, I could feel their heft. She felt so much more generous. Then I slid my hands down to her pants and unbuttoned them, which fell to the floor with a wiggle of her hips. Then I started on her super tight panties. The flesh of her belly and hips kind of billowed out, as I peeled her panties down over her ass. The contrast between how firm she felt with the panties on and how her flesh felt like jello without them was dramatic. It was as if the air had been squeezed out of her by the compression of the spandex, and she was now able to reinflate. Holding her from the back, I cradled her bloated belly in my hands and slowly wobbled it. It had such great substance. Colette pivoted in my arms and leaned into me, pressing her lush body up against mine, which caused her to stifle a burp.. "Letโ€™s take a swim first," she suggested. "Iโ€™ll feel sexier with a little exercise. Lunch still feels like it is sitting in my gut." With her facing me, I was able to fondle her ass with my hands. Still somewhat pronounced by good muscles, there was more to grab and the shape had changed with more meat around the top of her ass and hips, which helped form her love handles. She didnโ€™t actually have much of a crease formed by her back fat, but more of a roll that formed where her hips tried to blend into her waist. It felt like her hips and waist were competing for space and the result was the roll of fat on her sides. I agreed that we would swim first. I was feeling hot and sweaty and figured that the swim would feel good. I stripped out of my clothes and pulled on my swim trunks. Then I sat on the bed watching Colette put on her new swimsuit. Like the spandex panties, her suit was some sort of miracle material, which was designed to make her look thinner. Iโ€™d seen ads for those kinds of things on television, but had always figured them to be a gimmick. Now, watching it in action, I was amazed at how well it worked. She had to push and tuck her body into position, but as the suit was stretched over her ass and belly, it seemed to pull her in, eliminating the bulges. The lumps and bumps of flesh became streamlined and her love handles simply disappeared. "Wow, that is impressive," I said convincingly. With it on, she twisted and turned trying out how it felt. "It doesnโ€™t feel bad. I mean, I can feel it squishing me, but itโ€™s not uncomfortable. In fact, I like the way it supports me," she confirmed. "How do I look?" "You look great, but that should be no surprise," I complemented her. "I mean, do I dare walk out in from of people? Do I look passable, or do I still look like a balloon?" she searched for assurance. "Honestly? Your bigger than you used to be, but you look great. If people hadnโ€™t seen you before, they wouldnโ€™t have a second thought. Youโ€™re a great looking woman with a beautiful body." I answered. "But these people know what I used to look like. You should have heard my sisters in the car. They were relentless," she sounded discouraged. "Well, you are here and you have every right to be yourself and take a swim. What they think shouldnโ€™t really be your problem. Itโ€™s not as if there is something that you can do at the moment to change the situation. You have your magic suit, which does a very good job of making you look slimmer. I think you should just go with it," I said, trying to build her confidence. "I was so worried about how I would look in this suit, I didnโ€™t eat much at lunch," she tried to suggest. I gave her a look that I wasnโ€™t really buying that. As far as I could tell, both from having watched her eat two of my pieces of sandwich, after finishing the food on her own plate, and seeing the way that her belly projected forward with her food baby, it didnโ€™t seem as if she had suffered at lunch. "Donโ€™t give me that look. You have no idea. I am so hungry these days, I could have eaten a lot more. Itโ€™s as if there is this big, hollow tank in my belly that just doesnโ€™t feel full with a normal serving," she complained. I thought twice before saying that she does have a big hollow tank for a belly and that I could easily imagine it taking a lot more food to fill that thing, since it didnโ€™t seem like that would help the moment. "You should eat what you feel like," I encouraged. "I think the worst thing that a person can do is work up a case of feeling deprived." "Trust me, I should not be eating what I feel like right now," she stated with strange conviction. "I donโ€™t seem to have any normal bounds and eating what I feel like could turn into an embarrassing display. I donโ€™t need my family watching me stuff my fat face. Itโ€™s already weird being like this in front of them. I feel embarrassed just eating. I can just imagine the reaction, if I were to sit myself down at the table inside and finish the equivalent of three or four hero sandwiches and several pints of salad. Sitting there with my big, bloated belly hanging between my blubbery thighs. Not the image I want them to see. "I think you are a little crazy at the moment," I suggested with care in my voice. "First, your imagination is getting the better of you. There is no way that you could have finished all of that food, or even made much of a dent in it. Iโ€™m concerned that youโ€™re worried about something that just isnโ€™t a problem." "You donโ€™t know," Colette cried with tears forming in her eyes. "I have been eating a lot more than you know. Youโ€™re already criticizing me for eating the four pieces of sandwich that you saw me eat. What if I told you I had three more pieces hiding in the kitchen? Sure, maybe you are right, that I couldnโ€™t have actually eaten the other 12 pieces that were left, but what worries me is that, if it wasnโ€™t for other people being around, I probably would have tried. I just feel so hungry all of the time. You donโ€™t know." I went over to her and held her. "Stop crying. There is nothing for you to be worried about. This is just some kind of adjustment that youโ€™re going though. You are fine." I continued to hold her, trying to reassure her, although the thought that she had actually eaten more in the kitchen was surprising. I had eaten four pieces and had felt full. She had almost eaten twice as much as me and was claiming that she would have been willing to keep going, if it werenโ€™t for the risk of embarrassment. "This is the end of the summer. We have two more days after today before you are back at your classes at the CIA. You will be back into your normal groove soon enough. Why donโ€™t you just relax and enjoy yourself. Colette stopped crying, but still sounded very unsure of herself, "But what if I canโ€™t get back into my groove? What if this โ€˜adjustmentโ€™, as you described it is permanent? What if this is how I am now?" She sounded really worried. "You are who you are, which is not something that changes overnight. Somehow, your trip to Europe unleashed some appetite that maybe you had denied before. Maybe you are just experimenting. For so long, you perceived yourself as a dancer, but you have always been so much more than that. Although you got your degree in environmental science, you are currently pursuing your fascination with cooking. You are training to be a pastry chef. I think it would almost be weird if the change from being a dancer to being a pastry chef didnโ€™t also change your approach to your body. It doesnโ€™t have to be anything dramatic, but obviously no longer having to obsess about keeping yourself light while you are immersed in good things to eat, I mean it is pretty understandable that there could be some change in your figure." I presented this as a logical series of facts. "Oh, I donโ€™t know," Colette continued, "It would be one thing if I had put on 5 or maybe even 10 pounds, but I have gained over 50 pounds and, instead of that helping me keep my mouth shut, I seem to think about food all of the time." As I continued to hold her, Colette confessed to some secret eating. "That first day home? I ate almost an entire quart of ice cream. You didnโ€™t notice because I was able to replace it. Then the next day I ate a whole box of those pastries that we bought at Eataly," she continued. "You must have dreamt that," I said soothingly. "The two boxes are still in our apartment. I had them ready to go before we left, but we forgot them." "Trust me. I ate that whole box and then went back to replace it so that you wouldnโ€™t know," she explained. That actually was a bit shocking, but I continued to be supportive. "The only thing that bothers me about that is that you think you need to hide it from me. You donโ€™t have to hide anything from me," I told her. "I donโ€™t want you to think that you have this big fat girlfriend who is out of control, stuffing food into her face as she inflates before your eyes. There is no way you could love that," she said with conviction. "I love you," I answered. "I donโ€™t love you because you are some type. I love you for who you are. There is no need for there to be secrets between us. If you are on some eating jag, then I might as well know. It canโ€™t be good for you to be trying to sneak behind my back to eat a cookie." "A cookie I donโ€™t mind eating in front of you. It is the thought of cleaning out a girl scoutโ€™s full order of cookies that I am worried about. I just feel so gross when I am stuffing food in my mouth," she explained. "I donโ€™t think that is how you feel at all," I suggested. "Maybe afterwards you think that, but when you are eating, I doubt that you have that thought in your mind." "Youโ€™re right. When I am eating a full quart of ice cream, all I am thinking is โ€˜this tastes greatโ€™, but afterwards, I think of myself as a pig," she said with the tears reappearing. "Well, thatโ€™s the problem and the solution," I offered. "You need to unify those two thoughts into one. Enjoy what you are eating and think about how you are going to feel afterwards before eating," I said, sounding very logical. "Oh, you are such a deductive thinker," she said sarcastically. "The perfect little solution." "Well then, how about this," I continued, "How about you donโ€™t hide what you are eating from me?" I suggested. "If we are in this together, there is at least one person who you are not hiding from and who can be in your thoughts like, โ€˜do I really want to eat that?โ€™ Maybe that will help you feel more relaxed," I suggested with some confidence. "We will see," she responded. "I did hate the idea that I was cheating on you somehow by sneaking around behind your back. I do like that we can be open with each other. We were talking in the car about how Emmaโ€™s boyfriend criticizes her for even an extra ounce." "Emmaโ€™s boyfriend is gay," I laughed. "His problem is that she has a womanโ€™s body." "I donโ€™t think you should be criticizing anyone for being gay," Colette said seriously. I explained that I am not criticizing him and I certainly have no problem with people who are gay. My freshman year room mate was gay and we are still great friends. "Iโ€™m serious. I really think that her boyfriend may be gay, or at least bi," I explained. "It just seems like he is kind of nasty towards women. "That would make him a misogynist, not gay," Colette explained. "Just because a guy is attracted to other guys doesnโ€™t make him anti-female. Emmaโ€™s boyfriend is just a certified jerk." I agreed. She was right. "So you donโ€™t have any problem with all of this?" Colette asked gesturing to her rounded body. "No problem at all. You have to be kidding. If you havenโ€™t noticed, you totally turn me on. I love your body," I said with enthusiasm. "But, am I at the top of some limit? Would you like it better if I could drop 30 pounds? What if it takes me a year to get back down to a reasonable weight?" she probed. "Youโ€™re not listening to me," I told her. "I like your body right now. With the extra weight. I am totally turned on by you. You donโ€™t need to lose one pound to make me happy." I thought this sounded very reasonable. "But just donโ€™t gain another pound, right," she said, trying to confirm boundaries. I figured that I needed to be very careful with how I answered this. There were no secrets between us, right? "What I am saying is that I love your body thin, fat, and in between. If you gained a pound...If you gained 20 pounds, I doubt that it would change how I feel about you," I offered. "If you gain or lose weight is something that has to do with how you feel and what you want to do. I am there with you, in whichever direction you are headed. I suspect that things will change over the next 80 years and I am in love with you for the long haul," I explained. "Why donโ€™t we take it as it goes and lose the risk of any tension between us, except for the tension that is making it so hard for me to keep my hands off of you," I laughed. She seemed calmed down and we got ready to head down to the pool. In the back of my mind, though, I was having some real challenges with the thought she had put out there that had her gaining more weight. While I wanted her to be happy, and doubted that continuing the current trend was going to make her happy, it did play into those secret thoughts that I had successfully hidden from everyone. Chapter Eighteen I got into my suit, with its magic panels. While it did do a good job of slimming my lines and synching me in. My thicker thighs, wider hips, bigger ass, bigger breasts, and round belly were still very much in evidence. Why did I need to eat so much at lunch. It was still sitting right in my belly and bloating me rounder. Eric was being so good to me. I realized how lucky I was to have a guy who was really just as much in love with me fat as when I was slim. He was being very supportive and I really needed that. We went down to the pool, and I was glad that everyone seemed to be somewhere else, so that I wasnโ€™t on display. Still, as I walked across the deck. I had a towel wrapped loosely around my waist, with the hope that it would prevent anyone from being able to see how big I really was. Probably a dumb idea, since it just added more dimension. Usually it took me a couple of tries to commit to diving in to the water; testing with my toe, stepping in with both feet, and then easing in until I was up to my waist before dropping down to be fully immersed. This time, I walked right across the deck, dropped the towel and dove in. I figured being in the water was the best way to conceal myself. As if I needed a reminder that my body had changed, I was surprised by how much more buoyant I felt in the water. I had never really been able to float before. Now, the extra fat made me feel like an inflatable, able to bob on the top of the water. I floated around in the water for a while, which actually felt really good. Feeling lighter again, I realized how much the extra weight affected the way that my legs felt. The fact that I had become the equivalent of a water balloon was also evident in the water. I could push my hands towards my belly under the water and make my belly wobble simply with the water pressure. A little while later, Emma came out and sat by the pool. I stayed in the water as long as I could, hoping that Emma would leave, but she was there for the duration. Finally, I had to brave it and get out from under cover of the water. Emma watched me climb out of the pool. Unfortunately, I hadnโ€™t exited near my towel and had to walk around the pool to get it. I could feel her eyes riveted on me and I could feel myself blushing. Why was I so embarrassed? I picked up my towel and wrapped it around me. As I walked past her, before getting to the house, she wisecracked, "I think you may have soaked up some of the pool. Youโ€™re a water balloon," she laughed. "Look at that belly!" "Better watch it, or I will sit on you," I threatened. "Youโ€™d squash me like a grape," Emma continued laughing. I just continued walking, feeling her eyes watch my big butt bounce, as I retreated towards the house. My suit may have been doing a good job holding me in, but it did not conceal my newly rounded form. I could imagine what she would think, if she saw me naked. The suit was holding my belly in by at least two or three inches and it took a lot of the jiggle out of my walk. I got to my room and stripped out of my suit. Like before getting out of my Spanx, the transition from being held in to now hanging out in my full glory seemed to dramatize my fluffiness. It almost felt like, after being constrained by the fabric, my flesh now expanded like dough rising. I wondered if this girdle-like clothing had some physics like factor causing some equal and opposite reaction: squished in a couple of inches caused me to expand out a couple of inches. I knew it had to be my imagination, but it just seemed like I was even blubberier than before, just because I had worn the suit. I took a quick shower, dried off and changed back into my clothes. I pulled my miracle panties on and "poof", my round belly was instantly pulled back into a more acceptable profile. Imagine what could be done with a corset. Eric came into the room and asked me what we should do for the rest of the afternoon. I suggested that we take a bike ride into town. I figured the exercise would do me good. Eric showered and changed and we got out the bikes and headed off. Town is about a three mile ride from my parents and the terrain is flat and easy. We rode at a comfortable pace, but even without pushing it, I was surprised at the extra effort it took to move me down the road. We got into town at around 5:00, which is a fun time on Labor Day weekend in the Hamptons. Town was jambed with people. We stopped into Magicโ€™s Pub and walked through to the Artful Dodger, which is a fun place provided that you donโ€™t mind that the septic system, the bay and the floor all seam to be at about the same elevation. We each had a couple of beers, which tasted great after the bike ride. They had a band and we ended up dancing and having another beer, which was starting to give me a buzz. I was glad to have a boyfriend in a serious relationship. Labor Day weekend is a crazy time for hook ups and desperation. On Memorial Day weekend, all of the girls that come out to the Hamptons are looking for husbands or at least serious relationships. By the Fourth of July, those expectations have dropped to finding a guy for a fun relationship for the summer. By Labor Day weekend, any girl who hasnโ€™t achieved either of the first two desires becomes desperate for a fling so donโ€™t feel that they wasted the summer. There is nothing less attractive than semi-sober girls competing with one another to try to attract guys to have sex with them. I wondered if guys go through the same thing, but I figured that guys are always doing that and this must be the weekend of revenge, when they are the ones that get to pick and choose. After we left the Dodger, I realized that I was starving. A bit embarrassed to be hungry, but with the lower inhibitions that come with several beers, I turned to Eric and suggested that we go across the street for a slice of pizza. "Are you sure?" he questioned. "Itโ€™s after 6:00 and we should be having dinner at around 7:30 at your parents." His tone wasnโ€™t judgmental at all, but it wouldnโ€™t have made a difference, even if it was. I was already crossing the street and the simple mention of pizza had started my stomach growling. Eric caught up to me and I explained my objective, "I figure that if I have a slice now, I wonโ€™t make a pig of myself in front of my family. Itโ€™s taking me longer than I thought it would to get my appetite back to normal. One more beer and I think I would risk losing all control." "Hey, no problem," was Ericโ€™s response, with a very nice smile. There was a line, which means that you have to slowly move along past the displays of pastries. Did I mention that this isnโ€™t really a pizza shop, but a bakery that happens to make the best pizza. Trays of macaroons and eclairs and cookies and elephantโ€™s ears were starting to dance and call out to me, "Eat me, Colette! Eat me!" By the time I got to the counter, I figured I was exhibiting great self-control by ordering only two slices of pizza. Eric had found a table and came up with two waters as I was getting the two slices. I paid and headed to the table. "Iโ€™m not really hungry," Eric let me know, assuming the second slice was for him. Great cover! Thanks, Darling. "Oh, I thought you might be so I got one for each of us," I lied. "You should have both, if your really hungry. Theyโ€™re not that big," Eric offered as justification. Not that big? Certainly not that small either, but both disappeared quickly without effort. It was amazing to me how easy it was for me then to simply scarf down food that several months earlier would have been a challenge. Back then, two slices of pizza would have been a meal. Now it was what I ate between lunch and dinner to keep my appetite at bay. Even after finishing the pizza, the pastries were still chanting, "Colette, Colette." It took a lot of self-control to exit without the temptations breaking down my reserves. We hopped on our bikes and headed back to my familyโ€™s place. As I was peddling, I had the distinct sensation of my belly being a round object that simultaneously pushed down, while being jostled by my legs going up and down. How did Jessica Simpson describe it when she was pregnant? "It felt like a bowling ball pushing down on my hoohah!" We were back at the house in plenty of time to have that next beer before dinner. And then another.
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  17. Check out my thread, will post some more .gif's tonight ๐Ÿ˜˜
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  18. GeorgeB

    Collette and Eric

    Chapter Twenty One Before lunch, Colette left to walk into town with her mom. Since I was somewhat adrift, Liz and Emma invited me to go out on the boat with them. We fixed sandwiches and packed some beers in the cooler and drove down to the marina where they kept the boat, which is a Boston Whaler. If it had been calmer, it could have been fun to go water skiing. As it was, we simply headed out into the Bay and headed over towards Moriches Inlet. We anchored off on of the sandy islands near the inlet and Liz stripped down to her bikini and dove in to the water. Emma and I thought that looked like a good idea and followed. We spashed around for a while and then swam to the beach. Watching Liz and Emma walk out of the water reminded me of the big change that Colette had gone through. Liz had always been the skinny one. Emma had been the one who needed to watch her weight, tending towards a big ass. Colette had been the dancer. Now she had become the fat one. Walking behind the two girls, it was easy to tell them apart. While they were the same height and similar in basic build, Emma really did have a big butt. I realized that, even with her weight gain, Coletteโ€™s butt wasnโ€™t bigger than Emmaโ€™s. But both girls had taut bodies and no belly or chub. Coletteโ€™s breasts also equaled the two girls put together. We sat in the sun drying off, feeling the warm wind that was keeping the water choppy. I asked the girls if they were ready to return to school. Liz was enthusiastic, but Emma expressed resistance. It was clear that she was not looking forward to the end of the summer. She didnโ€™t live with her boyfriend, but he was a student with her and she would be going back to his world. It wasnโ€™t my business, so I had always stayed out of it, but it was clear that he didnโ€™t really treat her right. It sounded like he was always criticizing her and, when he had come to family functions, my impression of him was that he was an immature and insensitive. He seemed to always be trying to make himself seem cool, too often at Emmaโ€™s expense. He didnโ€™t appreciate that she is a beautiful woman, wide hips, big butt and all. That was just the way that she was built and she kept herself in very good shape. I sometimes wondered if Emma would be happier if she relaxed a little bit about her constant diet and gave up the struggle to keep herself too thin. In the effort to control her ass, she dieted to an extreme, keeping the rest of her body too thin. I guess I also sometimes wondered how she would fill out, if she gave up the diet. If the rest of her body caught up to her ass, she would have a generous figure. Liz started questioning Emma about her apprehension over going back to school. Emma made it clear that it wasnโ€™t school that she was worried about, It was Johnny, her boyfriend. She was feeling really good about herself and was apprehensive about seeing him. The way that she spoke made it clear that she was fully aware of the way that his attitude affected her. "Can I ask a question?" Liz posed. "Why are you with that guy?" "Well, I guess the dumb answer is because he is my boyfriend," Emma answered. "But if he doesnโ€™t make you feel good about yourself, what is the point?" Liz continued. "We have had good times. Heโ€™s not awful," Emma defended herself. "All I ever hear about is that he doesnโ€™t like this or that about you. That you have to do this of that to make him happy. And that, in the end, you seem to always feel like you have failed. What does he do for you? Do you have your own thisโ€™s and thatโ€™s?" Liz was really pushing her point. I waded in, but carefully. I didnโ€™t want it to seem like we were ganging up on Emma. "Emma, youโ€™re a great girl and drop dead gorgeous. I have to believe that you could have your pick of guys at school. What is it about Johnny that keeps you with him?" Emma thought for a minute and answered, "I guess I am scared to change things. He and I have been together for the two years I have been at school. Everyone knows us as Emma and Johnny, or maybe Johnny and Emma. We met in the first month that I got there." "That doesnโ€™t answer my question," I pushed softly. "What is it about him that you like? Whenever I see you together, it always seems that he is either ignoring you, criticizing you, or making fun of you." "Itโ€™s not that bad. Youโ€™re exaggerating," Emma answered, trying to insert a tone of conviction in her voice. "Actually, it kind of is. I see it the same as Eric. Johnny seems to think that he is free to say nasty things to you in front of us, and it pisses me off." "What was the deal in June when we were all out here before Colette left for Europe? All I remember was Johnny ranking on you that you better not gain any weight over the summer while you were apart. Whatโ€™s his obsession?" I asked. "Heโ€™s just really body conscious," Emma answered. "I mean, heโ€™s like in perfect shape. He works out five days a week. Have you seen his abs?" "I think he a narcissist," Liz proclaimed. "Itโ€™s not like he is an athlete. He works out so that he can look like that. I also have news for you. There is an expiration date stamped on those abs. Johnny is Italian. Iโ€™ve seen a lot of Italian guys start out like they are carved in marble when they are young, but you donโ€™t see many Italian men that look like that when they get older. They either turn into little skinny guys and look like they are falling apart or big bloated guys who look like are going to pop. Johnny is going to be the big bloated guy before he is 30." The way that Liz made this prediction revealed a lot of anger towards Johnny. I figured that I would try to balance her position so that Emma wouldnโ€™t be too defensive. "On of the things that I find amusing is how people in their teens and young 20s seem to have an attitude that they will always be young and perfect. The real world shows us that isnโ€™t the way that it really is. People can still be good looking when they get older, but age affects everyone." I could tell that both Emma and Liz were really paying attention. "I think what Liz is trying to say is that Johnny is writing checks with his attitude that he is not going to be able to cash. The idea that he criticizes you for the way that you look is just stupid. You are a beautiful woman and you should be with someone who understands that and appreciates you." Emma looked like she was going to start to cry. I wasnโ€™t aware of how this must have been affecting her. It became clear in our discussion about how abusive her boyfriend was towards her, particularly about her body and the size of her ass. "Johnny is always telling me that no one could love me if I didnโ€™t keep myself thin. Iโ€™ve got this butt that seems to have a mind of its own and it doesnโ€™t want to cooperate. I work out hard to keep toned and I am always careful about what I eat, but I think this is as small as it gets. Itโ€™s just the way Iโ€™m built. Itโ€™s not fair. How did my sisters get the little butt genes?" "I donโ€™t know if you have noticed, but Coletteโ€™s butt isnโ€™t so small anymore," Liz laughed. "But yourโ€™s is and Coletteโ€™s was until she gained 500 pounds in Europe," Emma responded, letting a smile break through. I sat there not saying anything for a few minutes just listening to the two of them talk. I knew that questions were going to come to me eventually, but I didnโ€™t want to be the one instigating a discussion about Colette. Emma seemed to be building up a resolve about her relationship with Johnny and the fact that he really was a bad guy, regardless of his perfect abs. Liz was pushing Emma to actually make a decision to break up with Johnny when she got back to school and turned to me for support. "Eric, give us the guyโ€™s perspective." "I already said what I thought," I explained. "Johnny doesnโ€™t deserve a girl like Emma. She needs to be with someone who loves her for who she is." "In spite of my big butt," Emma decreed. "Actually, not in spite of it, but just happy with it," I explained. "Or maybe even because of it," Liz offered. "No guy is going to be attracted to a girl because she has a fat ass," Emma said cynically. "Actually, there are a lot of guys who do like girls with big butts. What about that song years ago that was exactly about that?" Liz pointed out. "That was just sarcastic," Emma said. "It was a joke song." Liz disagreed, "Youโ€™ve just bought into a whole bunch of nonsense. Lots of guys look for girls who are bigger. Think of the fixation on girls with big tits. There are guys who have the same obsession with big butts." "No guys that I have met," Emma answered. "Youโ€™ve said it yourself," I explained. "Youโ€™ve been with Johnny the whole time that youโ€™ve been in school. Heโ€™s so possessive I can easily understand guys not wanting to talk you up when he is around. Think about yesterday at the bar. You didnโ€™t notice a group of guys drooling over you?" "They were looking at Liz," Emma said unconvincingly. "Yeah, right. It looked to me that you had your own little cheering section when you were dancing. All three of you are great dancers," I proclaimed. "Okay. Iโ€™m not saying that I have made any decision about Johnny, but I am ready to tell him to lighten up on the criticism," Emma agreed. "What about you?" Liz asked looking at me. "What about me?" "How do you feel about your girlfriend becoming the Pillsbury dough girl over the summer?" "I donโ€™t know what your talking about," I said smiling, at which they both broke up laughing. "Iโ€™m going to pull the boat in to the shore so that we can have lunch," I suggested to interrupt the discussion. I swam out, pulled up the anchor, and swam the boat into the beach. We took out the cooler and set up a little picnic. As we were eating, Emma returned to the question. "You havenโ€™t answered us. How are you dealing with how fat Colette has gotten? I appreciate that you are no Johnny, but you had to be pretty surprised. I know we both were. I never would have thought that she would let herself go like that. She has always been the most disciplined of the three of us." "Iโ€™m not sure what you want me to say. Yes, I noticed that she gained some weight, which I think would have been impossible not to do, given what she was there for," I answered. "Itโ€™s not any kind of a problem for us, though." "Sure, as long as she loses it quickly," Emma laughed. "Actually, that is up to her," I made it clear. "As far as I am concerned, she is beautiful, and not in spite of her weight." "Your serious," Liz asked, looking hard into my eyes for signs that I was just being politically correct. "You would be okay with her, if she decided that she wasnโ€™t going to lose the weight anytime soon?" "I want her to be healthy and happy," I answered. "I actually think that girls do damage to themselves by trying to stay too thin. As we were saying earlier, things change as people change. I love Colette with the belly and without the belly." "Or maybe you just like her humongous jugs," Liz said laughing, causing me to blush. "See! Heโ€™s starting to blush. It is her breasts?" Emma taunted. "No, it is not any one part of her body. And certainly, not her breasts," I corrected them. "I do find it a bit weird to be talking about my girlfriendโ€™s body with her two sisters. Maybe I can have a conversation about it with your mom and dad when we get back to the house," I said sarcastically "Weโ€™re just asking how you - a typical guy - feels about your girlfriend - our sister - getting fat. You just told Emma how you agreed with me that Johnny is an idiot for how he fixates on the size of her ass. Where are you about Coletteโ€™s European adventure and the impact that it has had on her figure?" Liz asked. "I believe you when you say that it doesnโ€™t make you love her less, but what does it do to your desire for her. I am talking sex here, if you are confused." Now I was really getting flushed, and there wasnโ€™t anything that I could do about it. Carefully, I answered, "I think this is a bit personal, but I will tell you that I think Colette looks great right now. I have no complaints about her body and I am not suggesting that she needs to lose weight. That is up to her. And we have a great sex life." "Are there any more like you back home?" Emma asked. "A guy that doesnโ€™t care that his girlfriend who had the perfect figure is now a chub. You almost make it sound as if you like her body." "Itโ€™s just different. It is still Colette. I love her," I declared. "Aw, thatโ€™s so sweet," exclaimed Emma. "Iโ€™m not so sure," Liz said with a kind of inquisitive tone. "He said he thinks she looks great right now. I think I would have expected a bit more โ€˜her weight doesnโ€™t matter to meโ€™ attitude. He said she looks great. I wonder," Liz let this linger for a moment. "Wonder what? If heโ€™s sincere? I buy it. I think Eric is a real guy and I want to find one just like him who will accept my ass just as it is," Emma said. "Its from Bridget Jones. He likes her just the way she is." "No. Thatโ€™s not what I am wondering," explained Liz. "What if that meant youโ€™d be looking for a guy who likes you because you have a big butt and who wouldnโ€™t mind it if was bigger." She said this in a way that revealed she had something in mind. "Eric, do you think you could be an FA?" "Whatโ€™s an FA?" I asked, trying to sound like I had never heard the term before. "A guy who is attracted to woman who are fat," Liz answered like a detective following a clue. "Thatโ€™s crazy," answered Emma. "Like Eric has been with Colette for a couple of years waiting for her to go to Europe to get fat. Doesnโ€™t make any sense. How do you know about these fat people likers?" "You know my roommate, Susan?" Liz asked Emma. "Yes, she is a big girl. Bigger than the new Colette. People think of you as the number 10 with you being the 1 and she being the 0," Emma chuckled. "Ever wonder why she never talks about dieting or losing weight and always seems willing to have another slice?" Liz continued. "I figured because she just loves to eat," Emma answered stating what she assumed to be the obvious. "You like to eat, but you diet all of the time and freak out if you think you gained a pound. And thatโ€™s in part due to Johnny being afraid of you getting fat. Probably because he wouldnโ€™t want you on his arm if you were. It would ruin his image," Liz explained. "What if Johnny felt the opposite way? What if he liked you fatter?" "Like that would happen," Emma answered with sarcasm. "Susanโ€™s boyfriend is a fat admirer - an FA. He loves to watch her eat. She actually has to be careful to avoid eating when she is not with him to avoid turning into a total blimp," Liz continued. "She is a blimp," Emma said, with a tone that sounded like she didnโ€™t get it. "No. If she gave in to her boyfriendโ€™s fantasy, she could be twice that size. Sheโ€™d be like 400 pounds. She and I talk about it. Her boyfriend is even willing to talk about it in front of me. It is a match made in heaven for her, provided that she can control the situation and not lose control to him. He jokes about wanting her to get so fat he would have to wait on her." "So I have a boyfriend who hates fat and Susan has a boyfriend who loves fat. They both sound nuts," Emma commented, still puzzled by Lizโ€™s point. "I am just wondering if our friend here Eric could have some of that FA tendency," Liz posed. "You know I am sitting here, right?" I said to Liz. surprised that she would be talking like this in front of me. "Well, for our sisterโ€™s sake, I hope he has a little bit of that tendency, because she sure did get fat," Emma said, with both of them cracking up with laughter. Liz zeroed in on me again. "So, Eric? Any chance that you are a closet FA?" "Sure," I answered trying to sound completely insincere. "I am a fat admirer and I have been secretly waiting for Colette to gain weight. How do you get from my thinking that sheโ€™s a good looking woman regardless of her size to where I am a feeder who wants her to get fatter?" I asked. Suddenly, there was a flicker in Lizโ€™s eyes like she had really discovered something, but she dropped it just as quickly. "Enough talk about my fat sister. Iโ€™m going to have another sandwich," Liz announced. I sat there realizing that I had used the word "feeder". I wondered how much Liz really knew about fat admirers and whether that flicker was her somehow seeing inside me to something that no one else in the world knew. I was grateful that she had dropped it, but I got a sense that the discussion was not finished. We cleaned up and got everything back into the boat. We decided to take a ride out to the inlet and then headed back for home. I pretended that none of that discussion had unnerved me, but I could sense that there had been a connection between Liz and me that was maybe embarrassing to her as well; like she had learned a secret that she didnโ€™t need to know. As we rode back on the choppy water, I tried to keep my eyes off of Emmaโ€™s round butt bouncing with the boat. If she did ever relax her obsession with staying slim, she could have a great looking body. Maybe even as nice as Coletteโ€™s.
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  19. Hello everyone!!, are you ready to enjoy your evening with my new video???... well, keep waiting cus is waiting the approval ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ’‹ BTW, surprise is coming ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹
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  20. Happy Friday to all of my lovely curvage peeps. Just for fun I'm running a 50% sale on my newest video and my Christmas video! It's the weekend! Treat yourself to my big sexy booty!
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  21. EXercise???... Well I think that I can try ๐Ÿ™„... again!๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ– A new video tomorrow!! Aaand u are gonna have a surprise but I will talk about that tomorrow ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹
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  22. Dont forget to watch me attempt to work out and then stuffing my face with burgers when i fail it. for working out video HERE and for burgers face stuffing after workout HERE โ™ฅ
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  23. I've been stuffing again. Getting fat feels so good...
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  24. JohnSpartan17

    Alex LaRosa

    Gotta love a fat girl in a bikini!
    3 points
  25. My last chance to wear my winter pajamas. Can you tell that I canโ€™t wait for the seasons to change?
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  26. I know, I know! Its super late, but.... NEW VIDEO, waiting for approval What a bill I racked up...UGH!
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  27. Hey! I almost forgot it's friday Enjoy this video at a special price for this weekend: Kisses โ™ฅ PS: Since this has been a difficult month, January Compilation will be free and I'll be posting all photos on the forum, stay tuned in the coming week. ๐Ÿ˜˜
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  28. Only other one i know in H S So this is kinda funny my buddys mom was the Art teacher at our school and its funny because we chilled with this kid like every other day.. So Anyways This week in Art class we had a lot of free period so we could do what we want. So this day was unbelievable hot. She said tomorrow we are going to have a open Mic day meaning we could just play music bring in snacks and auch.. So the class brought in lots of treat to share. So as were all just chatting she was munching away on snacks. Well as the class went on she was grading our music exams well she did her thing. She went to grab some more cookies and 2 of my friends noticed the top button was undone on her khaki pants.. As she walked over to the table of treats she grabbed like 5 cookies a plate of chips and these likelittle sandwiches.. so as the class is coming to an end we take our seats and she is at her desk finishing her 4 th plate of food the bell rings i go up to her and say didyou enjoy the double chocolate cookie my mom made she said yes it isnt evident as she laughs.. Here is the good part Me and my friends were all supposed to go to this kids house that day and he said yo lets chill in the game room so we did at dudes house. Well this lady being the mom of our friend and Art teacher was home so i get there firstbefore my other friends so we can set up game room. Well this is truly unreal what happened. She is in the kitchen making another plate of food as im grabbing chips and stuff for gamenight anyway She goes to sit down at the tabel and lets out this loud burrrrrrrrp i laugh she laughs and i take a seat start chatting with her about our guy art talent or lack of lol... So she digs in and half way through the plate we both hear like something hitting the floor we look around right next to her foot is the button to her pants and she says to me I guess i need new pants lol. I laughing and in my mind like if you were not my friends mom lol.. Well it gets better she finished the plate and gets up no shame in her game she then goes and gets a bowl of ice cream and comes back to sit down now mind you my friend is getting ready for the guys to come by and im just chilling.. Having convo with his mom lol.. She goes to sit down and eat her ice cream and lets out another huge burrrrrrrrp... As she finished that she sits for a few and says the single hottest thing i heard that month lol. I need help to my chair in living room would you mind. I say no i was like close to this fam so i didn't care as we are walking to the living room one last burrrrrrrrp again. The cool part was she was wearing a thong you could see it when clear when her belly was on display. She then said tell (my friend name) i will be napping here so no bass tonight hun as i walked away to answer door for our friends she asked could i grab her the chips for later so she wasn't getting up. She was seen at school by me the next day and said i gained 6 lbs in one day no wonder that button gave out lol.. i laughed so hard and said it happens.. Well that was all i have on her.. If you need a description She is 5'8 Big belly Brunette hair i would say C Boobs and a big butt. I dont see this friend anymore he moved away and his whole family followed him and his wife to i think Az so hope you enjoy the read !
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  29. Goddess shar

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  30. Gusto

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  31. Just a tiny but delicious sighting from today: Sat in traffic and happened to glance left into the pub car park next to me, only to see a young mum squeezed into painted on jeans causing a big enough muffin top to hold up her jumper and reveal a few delicious inches of pale wobbly love handle. Either a recent gain or totally in denial!
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  32. BLTs

    Jessa Reed's thighs

    Hilarious comedian Jessa Reed developed some juicy thighs. She wears black to hide it but still some good angles. She does talk about math abuse so trigger warning.
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  33. I'm SO eternally grateful that we have SOOO much Mal content now, as someone stated earlier in this thread, let's remember the days when we LITERALLY had to wait for a Mal DVD to drop from a source that i won't name here. I can't complain at all, this woman is a straight up GODDESS. Far as the whole eating out thing, i'm stunned myself, i not only would be eating this Goddess out every chance i could get, i'd bury my tongue so far up her ass, i might have to change my name to Adriano
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  34. There's a new video of Carmen.Here is a new photo) I wonder if it's special effects or does miss Carmen really know how to enlarge her belly at will?)This is already a superpower)
    2 points
  35. someone145

    Ashleigh Dunn

    I think she put on a little weight in the past ten years.
    2 points
  36. Wow! What a wonderful immense divine!๐Ÿ˜
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