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Just hangin' out 😊

A lovely new Instagram post

Wore a tight shirt to buy food, stuffed myself and now the shirt looks even better 😛

Saw this posted to r/wrestlewiththeplot

Steph’s gained all the weight that Olivia lost. 😁

Good morning my chub lovers! I posted a new video last night be sure to check it out😊

Speaking of which....

Hey everyone how’s your night going? I’m in the process of filming two new videos tonight, so be on the look out for those. The picture below is a teaser for one of the videos. Also after much thought I’ve decided to reveal my face in those videos. I’m tired of shying away from the public eye. Can’t wait for y’all to see 🥰

I love to take me pictures

Dinner fit for a queen tonight...My belly is very happy!

i’m feeling so extra greedy tonight 😍 i love wearing a tiny bra set when I stuff myself, shows what a fat pig I am 😘

New Video upload, don't miss it. Bday Cupcake

Good morning ☀️ I just wanted to thank everyone who’s been supporting me and leaving me nice comments ❤️ I really am grateful for it all because I wasn’t sure how things would be as a Curvage model. I was so nervous since this is my first time putting myself out there. Thank y’all so much! And the second video will be posted later on today 🍫🍰 😍😘

Looking very thick tonight at a Rocketman prescreening.

Like it? Check out Asian Piggy in Rome - Act II by clicking here! ... Just a repost from the forum, but if you were curious, this is me over 30 pounds ago: 😄 I'm not coming home today, there's a storm outside and I'm gonna' stay at a friend's house, we've ordered Pizza 🍕 and we'll watch a couple movies 📽️... Have a good evening everyone! 🙂

Yes, my family has criticized me, but I just ignored them. My closest friends are the ones who truly accept and love me in any way. ❤️ By the way, here are some pics of me like 30 pounds ago!

Wearing size 12 underwear 😅😊

I've been officially accepted as a curvage model! Burgers to celebrate! Stay tuned as I work on my first video! 🤗 Thank you for all the support so far! 💖

Fresh photo of Carmen.

Filming with two other BBW's next week who are way bigger than me!! So excited

Good morning! I came home earlier in the morning and slept some more.. I just woke up again.. 😘 I've become such a lazy pig, if it were up to me, I'd stay in bed all day long and have someone feed me.. Check these out! Latest clip: Asian Piggy in Rome - Act II Ongoing sale offers: 1. Hot Tub Prelude @ $6.90 2. Piglet Getting Fed in the Hot Tub @ $4.90

Well she had been gaining weight slowly over the years and she wanted to lose weight for a long time. I actually agreed with that and I tried to help. I'm basically in to girls of all sizes so it didn't really bother me. I don't really remember the timeline or anything and we've always been really open about everything to each other so it wasn't too hard to talk about this. There probably wasn't any single conversation we had. We've always talked about our sexual preferences to each other and I sometimes showed pictures of BBWs that I thought were sexy and to my surprise she also thought they were beautiful. Even though I like girls of all sizes I'm definitely more in to big girls and I also told her that in some of our conversations. She knew that I would find it hot if she gained weight and at some point we both realized that weight loss wasn't really working for her. I was a bit worried once she decided to do it because I didn't want to push her to gain weight just for me. But she assured me that she wanted to do it and I've just made sure that I've been extra nice to her ever since 😊 Overall, I think it was really easy for me to tell her. We've known each other for years and we've talked about our embarrasing kinks and everything with each other before. I think some people are not as open about their feelings and preferences to their partners and in those situations it's probably really hard to do. I talked about this whole thing with her today and she also agreed that she looks better now than compared to when she was 150-175 pounds. We both agree that she would also look sexy if she was skinny but that was just too much work for her 😄 I've also realized during this "journey" how much I'm in to the weight gain aspect of BBWs, so I'm definitely enjoying this 😍

Those huge sexy obese arms 😍

Good afternoon! Today was great! How was yours? 🙂 Look at my belly: I'm planning to eat much more tonight! Check these out as well! Latest clip: Asian Piggy in Rome - Act II Ongoing sale offers: 1. Hot Tub Prelude @ $6.90 2. Piglet Getting Fed in the Hot Tub @ $4.90

Chilling with my belly out. Do you think I am too fat to wear this?

Think you will learn this silhouette their thousands of)I think its shadow lives a separate life).

Yes, here's a few more of the first fat suit as well as the show's lead actress (in a rather poor one).

Quite a few SALE videos in my clips store this week! Get some of our favorites while they're still discounted OUTGROWN JEANS - https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/files/file/1927-sale-fatty-outgrows-jeans/ WORKOUT ATTEMPT (HUGE discount) - https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/files/file/1915-sale-fat-former-athlete-tries-to-workout/ CUPCAKE STUFFING - https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/files/file/1884-sale-valentines-day-cupcake-stuffing/ MESSY CAKE STUFFING (HUGE discount) - https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/files/file/1873-sale-messy-cake-stuffing/ Love you all so much! Thank you so much for making my first few weeks on here so amazing. So much more great content to come!

I'm starting a "Hate Socrates" fan-club if anyone is interested No? I'll just sit over here then... Chapter Twelve Slowly, with a pounding heart, I made my way to Central Hall, the oldest, tallest building on campus. It was apparently built in 1871 by British architects, and funded by the glut of gold trading that companies made selling to gold miners to the south. I remembered when I first arrived on campus how I marvelled at the impressive wooden carvings on the walls and the spires thrusting skyward from the roof. It was hard to say if it was Victorian or Gothic, but now it didn’t help my mounting sense of dread as I climbed the steps and entered the creaking, oaken, double-doors. The part-time, student receptionist at the front desk glanced quickly in my direction as she adjusted her glasses (no doubt noting that the male on campus had dared enter sacred grounds) before returning to typing away on her computer. I approached her counter awkwardly tapped my fingers over it. “Good morning.” “Good morning… Jason,” she glanced at me again. “Um… I’m here to see the Dean… again.” “Go ahead,” she continued typing. “She’s still in her office on the top floor now. But you should hurry before her meeting starts.” “Thanks,” I pushed off the counter and headed for the narrow, creaking stairway. “Take it easy,” I whispered between breaths. “She doesn’t know anything. She doesn’t have anything. I didn’t do anything.” I had a strange habit of daydreaming bad conversations. Any social interaction I dreaded would be rehearsed and played-out in my head endlessly, until every possibility was accounted for. For every possible question and accusation the Dean might throw at me, I had a counter primed and ready. I would be fine. Probably. I reached the top floor and entered the waiting room. The Dean’s secretary sat behind a counter and waved in my direction. “Hello Jason, how are you?” “Hello ma’am,” I frowned to myself, acutely aware that it was not good that the secretary knew me so well. What was her name? Martha? The name placard on the counter was angled away from me. Right behind it was a bowl of peppermints. Maybe if I took one, I could check her name placard. Yes, that sounded like a plan. “So you emailed me to come over ASAP?” “Yes,” the secretary was smiling as I took a peppermint (aha! Her name was Lara). “The Dean wanted a quick word with you.” “What do you think? Is it a good thing that I don’t know why she wants to see me?” “I wouldn’t know,” Lara shrugged. “But she’s waiting for you in there.” My eyes followed her pointed finger towards the Dean’s door, and was immediately overwhelmed by a sense of fear and foreboding. My heartbeat pounded against the sides of my neck, and my forehead chilled. “I guess I’ll figure it out then.” With mounting dread, I knocked on the Dean’s door. “Good morning ma’am, Jason Alban requests permission to enter.” A brief moment of silence before I heard her stern voice on the other side. “Try again.” I looked back at Lara, who whispered “three knocks.” Ah. Three knocks. “Good morning ma’am, Jason Alban requests permission to enter.” “Come in.” In I went. Her office was very organized and clean, decorated by an assortment of old college relics, including several paintings from arts graduates, walls of books, a bust of Winston Churchill, and an intricate Persian rug. Dominating the centre of the room was a massive mahogany desk, adorned with a Spartan arrangement of one monitor screen and a small stack of papers. The Dean sat in a leather chair, smartly-dressed in her black suit and white blouse combo, eyes wincing at her work through thin glasses. I stood before her desk. “Try again,” she didn’t even look at me. Damn. What did I forget? I left the room and started from the top. Three knocks. “Good morning ma’am, Jason Alban requests permission to enter.” “Come in.” I walked in again, teeth gritting against each other. Now I was irritated. Would I even be able to speak without masking my own anger – hang on! My fear was gone! Maybe this anger was good for something after all. “Good morning, ma’am.” “Why did I call you in here?” she didn’t even look at me. “I don’t know, ma’am,” I was secretly thrilled that I’d finally entered her office properly. “Why do you think I called you in?” “I guess something happened, but I don’t know what it could be.” “Do you know someone named Mary?” “I think so.” The Dean raised an eyebrow and finally began looking at me. “Look at me Jason,” she leaned into her desk, fingers lacing together. “Do you know her or not?” “I probably do… I don’t remember names very well.” “Mary’s emailed me a letter that says you’ve been bothering her and her friends.” Shit. This had nothing to do with Emily. All the rehearsals in my head had been for naught. Then again, I suddenly remembered who Mary was, of all things. “Is Mary one of the girls from the Equine Club?” Now the Dean looked as irritated as I had felt a moment ago. “Let me read you what she sent to me: Dear Ms. Kern, the male student has been stalking around our barn. Without permission, he has wandered alone through our yard and fed our horses with food belonging to the Biology classes. He has also followed me to cheerleading practice and stared at my squad as we trained for the upcoming game for several minutes…” she looked at me again. “Do you know what this looks like?” “Creepy stuff?” I offered. “But it’s not what –” “Perception is reality,” the Dean interrupted. “That’s how the world works.” “That sounds a lot like guilty until proven innocent,” I flinched, immediately regretting what I said. “Did you do these things?” “I mean, technically, but I was trying to get into the Equine Club and they told me –” “Did you do these things or not? Yes or no?” There it was! The fucking Socratic Method! Taking the entire universe and all its complexity and cramming it into your little binary yes/no questions so that everything was on your terms. Socrates invented it thousands of years ago, and he was sentenced to death for harassing the whole city of Athens with his juvenile questioning. Thousands of years later, and people still thought they were smart when they used that dead “philosopher’s” method. “Yes, but they told me to help them clean the –” “You only need to answer with yes or no.” “I need to tell you what they’re doing, ma’am.” “Did I tell you to speak out?” “No,” No ma’am. I didn’t realize this was a talking-down conversation. “Jason Alban,” the Dean glared at me. “I have concerns. This email matches a trend.” “A trend?” Her eyes burned into my soul, waiting for it to break for daring to speak. I caught myself from saying “sorry;” I wouldn’t give her that satisfaction. But I still shook like a leaf. “Mary’s not the only student who’s complained about your actions. Others have come in here, worried about how you walk through the woods around their sorority houses. In fact, I have another email about how you were sneaking behind the bushes of Sigma Omega’s backyard. Would you mind explaining to me what you were doing there?” Shit. Shit! That was the night I had woken up hungover after I’d downloaded the fattening app! I had no clue how I’d gotten there, but I couldn’t tell her I was hungover because I wasn’t legally old enough to drink yet! I had no cover story! “I wasn’t trying to do anything wrong, ma’am,” I felt my voice fraying. “That was… I had a rough night.” “It looks to me like you were peeking into the windows.” “N-no ma’am. I was… I fell asleep wandering outside. A girl had explained to me that night that she would never love me. It… it really hurts trying to explain it, but I was so devastated that I wandered through the woods all night long… I could see everyone enjoying each other’s company, but I didn’t know how to ask them how to… if I could hang out with them, and I ended up lying against the building because I wasn’t brave enough to go inside… and it was too late at night to go in anyway.” The Dean’s malice ebbed slightly, leaving behind an emotionless professional calculating my fate. “Jason, I need you to listen to me. As the Dean, my job is to sense problems before they start. Right now, I can tell that you’re not telling me everything. So let me ask you one more time: what’s going on with you? If you were me, what would you do?” “I don’t know about that,” I shied from her deep prodding. “I’ve never been a Dean before.” “I asked what’s wrong with you. Tell me.” There was a lot wrong with me, wasn’t there? But I couldn’t admit that; that would cause problems. This whole conversation had gone south real quick. “I personally think I’m fine, but this whole college situation is stressing me out. I don’t have any friends here – or a relationship. It’s depressing… it’s very depressing.” The Dean waited a second for me to continue, but faced with my silence, she straightened in her chair and turned to her computer. “There are twelve hundred students enrolled here. Do you realize how much of my time you waste when I have to deal with you? I have a meeting in five minutes, but I have to finish with you first,” she clicked her mouse a few times. “I’m setting you up with an appointment with the college psychiatrist.” “But I said I wasn’t… I’m just depressed.” “Who knows? I don’t. I’m not qualified to say, especially if you insist on not telling me anything. So psychiatrist it is. Any questions?” If I didn’t have questions, would I be allowed to go? “No ma’am.” “Get out.” “Thank you ma’am,” I turned and made a beeline for the door. “Jason.” Of course; a last minute word. I turned to look at her again. “Stay away from Mary. She obviously doesn’t appreciate you being around her, so your best option’s to not aggravate her further, you understand me?” “Yes ma’am. Good morning.” “Just go.” I left her office and closed the door with a deep, exasperated breath. That felt far worse than I thought it would, and yet she hadn’t mentioned Emily once. Could it be that Emily had not said anything? That was both a relief and a burden at the same time. She could tell anyone about our incident at any time, and in my position, I’d be doomed. Speaking of doomed, I was being told to see a psychiatrist! A psychiatrist! Did the Dean tell me to see one because she thought I was crazy, or did she have a more sinister intent? What if she meant for me to confess all my feelings to this individual all for the purpose of having written, documented evidence that I was emotionally unstable and deserving of academic probation, suspension, or even expulsion? My blood throbbed through my body, intoxicated with equal doses of fear and anger. What was I even supposed to do at this point? No friends, no love, a stalker’s reputation, suspicions of insanity, and the looming threat of expulsion? The only thing I had going for me was the fattening app; it was the only thing I had to fight back with. I looked down at my Feasting Ring and traced it with my fingers. I needed to figure out the best way to use it. The Dean’s Secretary, Lara, had left the waiting room, no doubt to eat lunch. The bowl of peppermints immediately grabbed my attention, sitting invitingly on her abandoned countertop, available to anyone with a yearning for a casual bite – a perfect target for my new power. Acutely aware that someone could walk-in at any moment, I straightened my ringed-index finger and probed the peppermints, willing new ones to take form, each filled with a subtle pound of weight. I felt them materialize from the bottom of the bowl, and watched with detached fascination as the mound of peppermints rose over the lip of the bowl… The Dean opened her office door. “Jason,” she snapped. “Why are you here?” I stared at her, dumbfounded. “I… am I allowed to have one? One of these, I mean,” my finger was still buried inside. “Take one,” the Dean glowered. “Ah, yes. I wasn’t sure if they were just for the staff or –” “Go Jason! I’m locking the door.” “Yes ma’am,” I hastily withdrew my hand and skittered out of the waiting room. I didn’t grab a peppermint after all.

Got to go to the olive garden tonight and filled my chubby face with never ending stuffed pasta. Happy, happy belly tonight.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion. Regardless, it won’t hurt my feelings! I do not get insulted easily in fact in most cases I have heard worse. But I do appreciate all of the awesome people who have given me such sweet compliments ❤️

Can you imagine if this was a full blown photo shoot or even a side shot in better lighting? But Im happy for what we can get. I dont think anyone thought wed ever see her trying to fit into a two piece during this pregnancy. Im surprised people dont seem to be insulting her on her Instagram. Some are giving her respect, saying shes been pregnant forever and other comments but no one seems to be yelling cover up or anything.

Christina on Busy Tonight looking impossibly gorgeous and bosomy as she's interviewed by Busy Philips (who is also looking pretty hot). If you don't get hard watching this video, please your doctor about Viagra or Cialis.

I keep saying it, but she has one of the best bellies in the industry.

I'm just reposting here the photos I recently uploaded so they're easier to find and are not lost in oblivion... Enjoy this free mini photo set: I have more takes of these, but I'm saving them for March's Compilation, this month will have bigger surprises! 😉 Are you enjoying my weight gain? Because, even if it's slow at the moment, I am loving it.. 😍 Not really, at least not for now, but I do wanna' gain much more!

Hi curvage! I just wanted to let you know that there will be at least one (maybe 2) Taytay clips coming your way soon! New pics should be expected as well ❤️

Tell me why I’m awake at 6am? Happy Sunday though beautiful hoomans 🧡

TASTE THE RAINBOW

I'd suggest sculpting an idol of her out of gold and sending it into space in a probe, along with her complete pictures and videos in a 5d glass disc as a way for future civilizations throughout space to see the epitome of mankind, but that would boasting. What are you talking about? I'm not creepy at all.

Holy fuck... 😍

Hmmmm it's a little quite in here...😉

My gawd she’s getting FAT!!