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Oh, shit. I’m getting chubby.

Hi all I've always been skinny but fantasizeed about being a fat woman and loving fat bodies. Over the past year or so (since the cherry blossom pic) I've gained about 10lbs and have absolutely loved it. I've always wanted to be a fat gf/wife, but have always been scared of reactions around me. After finding this community I've found confidence to finally commit to my love of gaining and food and never look back! Do the pounds suit me?

Waking up more and more plump 🐼

I’m looking just peachy 🍑🔥✨

As you fellas requested, More booty photos etc. 🍑💕 Scroll for more booty, enjoy! 🥰 These photos vary from me at 165 -180 lbs (not in any specific order) 💕 If you made it this far, new video coming soon! 🎉🎊💕 love you all & thank you so much for all the support throughout my journey...let's get me to 200! I wanna get this booty to explode 👌😋💕

Heyyy I'm a latin girl with a real cute belly- what do you guys think? Should I gain more? Xx

I just wanted to leave this bulging chubbiness here for you all. I swear these fit a month ago.....

You see a girl who went from fit to fat. I see a girl who went from misery to bliss. Sometimes I get so caught up in the sexiness of it all that I forget how far I’ve come mentally to embrace myself for who I truly am. This is bliss, fat happy bliss 🥰

Good night honey 🥰🥰

One of my close friends msgd me today to tell me there is a meme being shared around Facebook with my picture in it. I feel like it’s only gonna be a matter of time before my family see it. Please, if you come across it.. report it. To those that make videos of me and post them to YouTube.. please just stop. To those that make accounts using my photos and pretend to me on other sites please stop. Shar ♥️

@DailyDose Tysm! I’ve always loved fat bodies and the idea of becoming fat, especially big bellies on men and women alike. I’ve also always been ashamed of this and afraid to commit to being fat even though it’s what I always wanted. Tbh this community has really inspired me to be more comfortable with myself and models like GoddessShar and Candii_Kayn have made me realize how beautiful and appreciated fat can be. I definitely would love to see myself properly chubby. I would love to be soft and have that much more to hold, and to smother my SO with snacks and affection ❤️

All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. All food and no exercise makes Candii a chubby pig. I made the mistake of watching The Shining on quarantine...

You guys seem to like these a lot so here ya go, some more of my "bedroom eyes" photos 😋😚💕

While cleaning I found a pair of jeans I missed in my last video 🙂 let’s say, I won, and a cute quick lil 8min video is coming your way.

I feel like redecorating/organizing is a stage of quarantine. I’m deeply in it, so don’t judge that this is the same outfit from yesterday! lol

My belly sits in my lap🤩

So nice to sleep in. Getting in the mood for my videos today. See forum for more info on my projects, a skin set, and more pics. Here is the link (link)

These 2 shot OH MY😍

This was me at around 170..before my 20 lb weight gain..

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All I wanted to do was wear my cute skirt I bought in JANUARY today. Well. Guess that’s not happening.

Incase anyone was wondering.... I got fatter ❤️

That was a tiny but mighty breakfast...I can't move lol ....food baby! Yes my tummy sticks out past my breasts lol

Former Japanese Girl Band Member. That´s an impressive weight gain since she didn´t have to diet any more to fit in the stage outfits Before Now

I mean, another wow. Quarantine is definitely not hurting her figure.

I've gotten nothing but positive reactions..but my mom had made a snarky comment behind my back to my sister, "Can you believe how much weight Dana's put on for Justin?!" ..but the truth is, it seems like I put it on for him because when we started dating is when I finally started eating like a normal person ..he's never force fed me...he was there to help remind me to eat..and I just naturally got up to 170 from being 120/130 lbs when I would starve myself..because of my frame and genetics..my body is very muscular (as some of you seen me with abs at 1 1/2 lol in that baby photo) ..my body requires lots of food..me at 130 lbs looks way too skinny and I just dont look right when I tell people how much I weigh (180-190 lbs) that's what they wouldn't believe, they'd say "but omg you don't look it at all! You look great!" ..it's true though, I carry weight so differently cause of my genetics & all the years I worked out, I'm very dense...everything is very bouncy and not jiggly lol..that's why I can't twerk, nothing moves! 🤣🤣💯💕

Quarantine got its first victim. January: Late February: One week ago: Today...

Hi guys ❤️ I love you. Gonna check up on comments etc. and then veg for a few hours (I worked day job 6 days in a row) so I will be less present then typical... until I get into the wine later and start posting nudes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Came home and felt fat. Oh, and check out my new video!!! it’s here—->(link)

Got a cute new outfit that fits me right and I’m pretty excited about it ☺️

I ate SO well today, and I couldn't help but weigh myself. 322 lbs! That's a 7 pound weight gain just since I joined this past Monday. Excited to see what the future holds for me and this beautiful body! 😍

This skirt still fits, right?

New life goal... get so wide the hula hoop becomes so tight around my body it can’t fall down ❤️

Guess you could say I’m well rounded 😜

And the next one. There'll probably be a decline in my pacing as these are long and oh god my wrists. But the gain is spreading out from here, but with other causes that Ivy's hijinks will only complicate. Chapter 6: Elsegains and Otherweights Undisclosed Location in the Middle East: Jason Todd had thought his life would stop getting weirder after he'd seen the Batmobile parked in a Gotham slum at age ten and decided, might as well steal the tires. Then he'd thought his life would stop getting weirder after becoming the second Robin and gone through a crash course in hand to hand fighting, criminology and various sciences. Then he'd thought his life would stop getting weirder after he'd been beaten to death with a crowbar and blown up. After coming back to life in a lazarus pit, Jason had stopped putting any sort of expectations on just how weird things could get and became the quasi-supervillain but actually a superhero even if the rest of the cape community treated him like shit, Red Hood. Which was why being inside a cursed Egyptian Pyramid and lighting a horde of rasping mummies up with 10mm incendiary rounds didn't even perturb him. Undead Pharaoh after Undead Pharaoh went down beneath the burst of his submachine guns, but bullets were finite and lurching mummies seemed to be a hot commodity in this tomb. Pulling fresh clips from his leather jacket, the tall young man turned towards his partner. "How's lifting those gates going, Art?" he asked, trying and failing not to take a peak at her ass, its tank-armor hard cheeks clear to see, "Kind of running out of ammo here!" "Would you like to take over, little man?" she grunted, pushing the next hundred ton block of granite into the ceiling to reveal yet another granite block barring their path, "if you could get a cell signal and beg your father for money for bull dozers we just might get through one of them before you die of old age." Jason was a big guy, but Artemis was a brick shit house of an Amazon. She was nearly two meters tall, with a crimson pony tail almost the same length. Her body was an unreal collection of muscular curves, the sinews standing out on her jacked biceps and triceps as she heaved the building size stone into its resting place in the ceiling and the hard planes of her quads and calf muscles threatening to break through the black leather of her tight pants. She was breathing hard, heaving breasts threatening to break through the red bronze of her hour glass breast plate. "By Ra, are you going to keep mummies off of me or jack off?" Artemis snarled at him over her shoulder. "I told you before, Batman isn't my dad!" Jason snapped, turning back to machine gun more undead, "any more than Wonder Woman is your sister." "Wonder Woman is my sister," the red head snapped, hurling another giant stone into the ceiling, "and you still wear a Bat symbol on your chest!" "I absolutely do...," Jason tried to deny before remembering he still had a bat symbol on the armor he'd stolen, "...so out of irony! What's your excuse for the W under your cleavage!?" "Its an Amazonian symbol, idiot!" she said, roaring to move the last block of stone. "Well excuse me for not speaking ancient greek!" he shot back, his last bullets going into nowhere near the last mummy, the rest of the horde advancing on him with bony fingers. "I told you I'm Egyptian!" she declared, jumping forwards with a magical battle axe taller than Jason and turning the surviving mummies into bones, bandages and dust with two swings. "Hey, I was going to handle those!" Jason lied as she brushed mummy dust out of her cleavage. "With what, you're pathetic erection?" she asked, leering down at him and pulling off his face concelling armored mask "Whore," the Red Hood growled at her, pulling off his jacket "Pussy," the Amazon growled back, unzipping her pants. Jason's armor took most of the impact when she slammed him against the wall, their weapons left on the floor and their mouths locked together. After a moment he started undoing the straps on her armor, revealing brown nippled C cups bouncing above a sweat polished six pack. Jason had just enough time to think about how she tasted like salt and cinnamon before they got each other's pants fully off and he was inside her. The combination of violence and insults had made him rock hard and her sopping wet, their joining together was delayed only by her pulling a condom from his jacket and shoving it over his member. Jason felt his dick get squeezed by her spasming pussy, while the back of his skull was grated by the rough stone of the tomb. He started gently turning a nipple then with a high scream, Artemis fell onto her back, ripping her pants in her hurry to get her legs around his back. "Legs too weak to stand up?" he managed to jib her, pulling his mouth off of a hard nipple, another perk of dating a girl taller than you by five inches. "Tired of waiting for you to get into me!" she insulted him back, back arching with a scream as he got a hand to her clit, "you tiny ...dicked...gurgg....fuck yes...fuck me!" Jason's body armor was a titanium laced kevlar weave, so when Artemis' thigh muscles clenched like the rest of her orgasming body his ribs were only bruised. He came on the downslope of her long orgasm, a long gasp that matched his breathing with hers, and slowly started passing out atop her. The vigilante/occasional criminal mastermind woke up on the stone floor, seeing his partner was wearing just an incongruous pair of modern panties and his leather jacket against the wall, lighting up one of his cigarettes. "Not bad...for a boy," the sweaty Amazon rasped, taking a long draw and exhaling smoke through her nose, "I broke another pair of pants." "I guess you're not bad for an old lady," he grunted, sliding the condom off and stuffing his deflated dick back into his pants, "I'll buy you more when we get to a country with a plus size store. Can I have a puff of that?" "Fuck you," the uber fit but extra large woman sneered, "and no. You're mortal, they'll kill you. And begrudgingly I'd prefer to have you around for a while." "Ha, you do like me," Jason laughed, immediately wincing as pain shot from his abused ribs, "oh fuck my sides." "Like a well used dildo," the other anti-hero shrugged, putting the cigarette out on a hieroglyphic, "buying another one would be time consuming. Let's see if the relic I wanted is here." She stood up, giving Jason an excellent view of her rather large, literally ripped enough to be bullet proof ass hanging out of her lacy thong, until she stepped from view. The two outlaws had been going through insult driven fuck sessions for several weeks now, but Jason had known it had meant something when she'd started wearing lingerie under her armor. She was bitter, sarcastic and unbearable but somehow all of that only made her hotter. He wondered if they were going to get married or if she was going to kill him with her thighs first. Jason picked up his smgs and followed her, walking quickly under the stone blocks she'd put into the ceiling to find a small chamber full of the dusty remnants of barrels older than most religions. Artemis was bent over, hands on her knees examining something and giving him an even better view of her rather bountiful buns. The skin on them was flawless, but she had a patch of freckles right on the right cheek in the shape of an arrow that he couldn't take his eyes off. Smacking her ass was a terrible idea (Artemis' ass really was bullet proof hard and Jason wasn't sure if he could survive another love making session now) but deciding not to took up enough time Jason walked right into her. Artemis gave a yelp of surprise, bumped into the stone plinth in front of her and just managed to grab an ancient cow horn carved with hierogrlyphics before it hit the ground. The Amazon turned around with a lightning quick scowl, grabbing him by the lapel and effortlessly lifting him off the ground. "You almost made me break the sacred drinking horn of Tjenenet, goddess of beer and bounty!" the Egyptian Amazon scowled, "and I had to grab it before I even began to decipher if it was cursed!" "Sorry, your ass was so big its gravitational pull pulled me right into you," he gasped, "I couldn't escape something with that sort of mass." Her green eyes stared at him, before she dropped him in a heap, "Not a bad one, for once. I'm going to go get my armor before the sight of my glorious body causes you to do something else suicidal. You finish reading the plinth!" The gorgeous fighter stomped off, muscular buttocks bouncing, leaving Jason alone with the plinth. It was covered in engraving, showing an immensely obese, nude woman drinking from the same horn Artemis had just left with. His hieroglyphics were rusty and the practice sessions he'd had with Artemis kept turning into fuck sessions, but the Red Hood got through them before very long. "Alright, sure let the guy who doesn't speak ancient egyptian read the curse, its not like you didn't know what bending over like that was gonna do to me,"Jason muttered before reading, "'Whoever first drinks from the horn of Tjenenet without first praying thrice to the goddess of beer, shall take on her image as they drink. Their appetite for beer, bread and sex shall be endless. If they drink in blissful ignorance then after a year and a day, their thirst will quench, their hunger end and their loins cool. But if they are told then permanent shall the curse be!" Oh shit, well its a good thing that she doesn't have anything to drink out of that..." The crime fighter left the treasure chamber at a trot, finding Artemis with her armor in one hand and the horn in the other. He opened his mouth to say something, only to realize she was guzzling from the engraved horn with the rapacity of a frat boy the night after mid terms. The Amazon pulled it from her mouth, giving a mighty belch and wiping foam from her lips. "So, were you able to find any curse on there or not?" she said, speech slightly slurred. "No, not at all," Jason lied, "how exactly did you get beer in there?" "The horn makes its own beer, Jason, the beer of the Amazons of Bar-Mighdal, which would fry your brain in your skull just to drink. After a few years of drinking the piss you mortals call alcohol, it was either finding this or killing myself," she said, taking another long sip, her stolen jacket falling open to reveal that her perfectly muscled midsection had lost a little definition on the two lowest abs, her underwear tightening around rounding hips, "which I still might after being reduced to mating with you...you miserable...scrawny...rapscallion..." Jason was distracted from his girlfriend's sudden slight weight gain by her starting to drool as she looked him up and down. "Artemis, are you feeling alright...," Jason started to say, before his back was against the wall again, "because you're a little..." "Flush with victory, which a pathetic mortal like you couldn't understand," the Amazon said, pushing his face into her breasts and taking another long drink, "now start sucking." Jason tried to say something else, but the red head's breasts surged up a cup size and into his mouth. The gun toting vigilante looked up at Artemis drinking again, the first sign of a double chin forming, and knew it was going to be a very long year. .... NYC, 3,000 feet and falling Wind whipping her black hair back as she fell towards the pavement three thousand feet below, Lois Lane pressed a button on her watch and took a moment to check over her notes: *Enter the building at 2:03 for scheduled interview with Social Media CEO over accusations he's head of a Krypton worshipping death cult. *Begin interview at 2:13, all bull shit. *Steal keybadge during interview at 2:19 *End interview pleasantly at 3:04 *Sneak into off limits area at 3:06 *Take incriminating photos at 3:09 *Steal incriminating files at 3:18 *Get caught at 3:19 *Hear supervillain speech and get thrown off of building as it starts to fly into the air as an impromptu space ship. "Come on Smallville, you're getting slow in your middle age," Lois sighed as the pavement approached, noticing in the reflection of a building's windows that the wind was blowing up her white skirt past her hips, clearly showing the shape wear that had been necessary since turning thirty five and gaining the twenty pounds she'd kept meaning to lose for the last five years, "damn it, I'm going to die looking chubby." She pushed the skirt down to cover herself just as her downward velocity rapidly slowed, a strong arm under her knees and behind her shoulders. Lois gave a relieved sigh and turned to her husband for a kiss, instead finding the slender form of her husband's older/younger cousin flying her upwards. "Sorry Aunt Lois, Clark was on a league thing over Greenland," the blonde alien explained too fast while flying upwards, "and I was getting some home work done after picking Jon up from school and the homework is hard given how slow the computers are here, when I heard the signal go off and I had to change and couldn't find my top and then..." "Okay, I'm going to stop you right there kid," Lois sighed, slightly annoyed at the close call and more annoyed at the total smoothness of the girl's face, "thanks for the rescue but no first names in the field, alright Supergirl?" The rookie heroine's face fell at the mention, upward momentum petering out. "Oh crap. I'm sorry its just there's so much to remember. Nobody on Krypton had a secret identity right and I'm still adjusting to having Superpowers and..." Lois let out another sigh. She wasn't, despite reputation, a total bitch, especially with the 19 year old that she and her husband had adopted who just wanted to do good. "Supergirl, its fine, just don't do it again," Lois said, noticing with alarm both that the blonde girl was crying and that they were starting to sink back towards the ground, "and keep flying us up if you would!" "I'm sorry Aunt Lois, its just the powers are new and they're hard to remember how they work and if I feel bad about myself they stop working and then I just completely freak out and Istarttalkingreallyfastandhaveapanicattackand," Kara began, the two of them freefalling again. Denied her powers at 3,000 feet, Kara let out a scream. Lois let out another sigh, preemptively holding her skirt down as the two started falling past a skyscraper, reflections showing in the mirrored windows to her dissatisfaction. At nineteen, Kara was 5'6 and would probably weigh a hundred pounds soaking wet. Her blonde hair gleamed, her heart shaped face was completely smooth and she had no fat on her. Her size zero red skirt and blue top hung off of her, her stomach was concave as a soup bowl and the gap between her thighs was wide enough for Lois' aging prius to easily pass through. The ace reporter's language was mostly figurative...but none the less true and all the more annoying because Kara lived off fast food and ice cream, her appetite almost a parody of a teenager's. Lois on the other hand? "Being the damsel in distress isn't as fun when you're 40," Lois admitted to herself. For a forty year old mom with a chaotic work schedule she still looked pretty good. You could still tell that Lane had run track and swam competitively through college. She was in a lot better shape than most other pullitzer prize winners she knew of. And she didn't even have to dye her hair to keep the gray out of the lustrous black...yet. And that was about as comforting to Lois as when her plastic surgeon had said she only needed the minimal amount of botox. Her narrow face might still be very pretty, but her lips were thinner than they'd been, she had some laugh lines under her make up and that botox might need to be topped off given the crows feet she was seeing around her purple eyes. The face wasn't her main concern though, it was everything below the neck that troubled her. While an independent, career minded woman who didn't give a rats ass what people thought of her, Lois did enjoy being attractive, fit and hot. Categories she was starting to well, grow out of. Her body had declared a battle of the bulge around her thirty five birth day and Lois was, after a long, grudging battle, about to admit defeat and be shipped off to a POW camp in Piggytown. Lois' trademark white miniskirt and purple blazer had been size fours when she was in her twenties, but were now a size ten. A size ten that she was spanxed to the max to even fit into and in desperate need of replacement, given how she'd had to shoe horn herself into the skirt. The near abs she'd had in college and determinedly earned back after being pregnant had turned into a pinch-able little pot belly that hung over her pink panties, while her runners thighs had cuddled together four years ago and refused to be separated. Lois once coin bouncing ass had turned into a soft mom-butt and her B cups had turned into Ds right around the time someone had turned up the gravity and made them increasingly bra dependent. It wasn't that she ate like a pig or anything, not really. It was just that Lois was busy juggling responsibilities for her hectic job and didn't always have time to cook healthily or work out, manageable at thirty but not at forty. Nor was she huge, but she had to guess she was around 160lbs, forty over her starting weight. But unlike her elevation's trajectory, she had nowhere to go but up weight wise. "Ugh, well if I'm gonna die at least I can have a cheat day," she sighed, pulling a snickers from her purse and opening it, "not like the diet ever helped." Lois' downwards momentum stopped again, a thicker steely arm wrapping around her shoulders. Given the warm, relentless pressure pushing onto the left side of her face, threatening to drown her, the intrepid girl reporter didn't even need to see who'd grabbed her this time. "Hello Karen," Lois said, elevating her voice over Kara, who was still screaming despite being held up in Power Girl's other arm. "Hey Lois, fancy seeing you two here," the other blonde Kryptonian observed, sweeping them upwards, "sorry for the wait, I was in a business meeting that just would not end." Kara noticed she wasn't falling anymore, opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around her older self, so ecstatic her powers flicked back on and she burst out of Power Girl's arms. "Oh thank Rao," Kara said to her otherself, "I really didn't want to wind up on a New York side walk, but sorry you had to save me." "Consider it a self save," the bigger blonde said, rocketing towards the space ship, "So Lois, your interview go so badly the guy decided to leave the planet?" The family Lois Lane had married into was to say the least, complicated. There was her husband Clark, the world's biggest boy scout who was also Kal-El, Superman, last son of krypton and the world's greatest superhero sent to earth as a baby. Then there was Supergirl, Kara Zor-El, who Clark and Lois had kind of adopted, who was Clark's technically older cousin sent here on a much slower space ship. Then, even more complicatedly, there was Power Girl, Kara Zor-L, who was the same person but from another dimension that had crossed over with there's at some point but was older and just, bigger...and it was easier to call her Karen at Thanksgiving. "Something like that, but there's a lot of innocent people on that ship who didn't sign up to go die in space," Lois said, hardly the weirdest thing she'd ever explained, "its powered by some weird kryptonite generator on the thirtieth floor, so be careful." "Kryptonite?" Kara asked nervously, falling again before Karen caught her again. "Pfft, just kryptonite. I'm immune to Kryptonite from this dimension," Power Girl laughed, the reverberations threatening to give Lois a black eye, "Leave that to the forty year olds, kid. You get in front of the ship and keep it from hitting orbit." They were going by the same building again, but upwards. Giving Lois a good look at the woman carrying her, wearing a white leotard that showed a lot of leg and bore a tit window. She had the same brilliant blonde hair and smooth tan face as Kara, almost exactly the same despite Karen's claim of 40 being accurate, Kryptonian's frustratingly stopping aging around 25. At 5'8, Lois was pretty tall, but Karen was 6' before one counted in the high heels of her blue boots. Lois had been pretty fit, but Karen had the type of ripped but slender hour glass frame that was only achievable via photoshop. And her boobs were not only bigger than Lois' head but had clearly never gotten the memo about gravity despite probably being H cups. Lois had to stop herself from frowning with a reminder that it'd give her more wrinkles. Supergirl shot off to get in front of the slowly rising building, halting its momentum with her fists. Evidentially, whoever was flying it wasn't skilled enough at flying a high jacked skyscraper to avoid her somewhat clumsy trajectory. Power Girl's eyes glowed briefly red with heat vision, cutting a two woman sized hole in the side of the building at the 30th floor. "She's getting the hang of it, right?" Karen shrugged, boob again bouncing against Lois' head, "you wanna split that snickers?" Pushing down twenty year old memories of college experimentation, Lois shook her head, face bouncing against the giant breast. "You take it, I'm on a diet when I'm not plunging to my death," Lois said, handing over the snickers to the flawless blonde who's obliques were grating into Lois' side. "Oh thank God, I'm starving," Karen groaned, taking the chocolate and munching it as they landed inside the hi-jacked building, "my favorite pizza place only had two supremes left at lunch, can you believe that?" "You had...two supreme pizza slices for lunch?" Lois asked her, focus taking off the hermetically sealed doors in front of her and how the high altitude breeze whipping through the hole Karen had cut seemed determined to push her skirt up. The last time Lois had eaten pizza she had gone up a pant size seemingly over night. Every time she was in the same room with it she could feel her clothes getting tighter. And it had been her absolute favorite when she was younger, the greasier and meatier the better. "Slices? No, two pizzas!" Karen exclaimed, "If it wasn't for the super powers I'd pass out on just two slices!" If it wasn't for the super powers you'd weight five hundred pounds, Lois thought to herself, not completely unfairly as Karen walked by finishing the snickers. Power Girl's appetite was so large it might be described as an eating disorder on anyone else. The wind gracefully blew away Power Girl's short cape, showing off a perfect bubble butt hanging out of her costume's thong back. Karen might be family but Lois hated her right now, she'd used to love wearing thongs but the last time she'd gone to a beach she hadn't taken off her shorts. Power Girl ripped off the hermetically sealed doors, the same ones Lois had had to open with a stolen pass minutes earlier, to reveal several tech nerds dressed in black robes around a spinning sphere of lead surrounded by computers. "Alright losers, one chance to turn this thing around without bruises," the brawling Superheroine smirked, popping her knuckles and flexing her considerable biceps. "Shoot the heretics who seek to stop our sacred journey!" the cult leader/ceo squawked, a nerdy looking guy with far too much app money and far too little sense. The programmer cultists raised assault weapons and fired, Karen quickly jumping in front of Lois. The reporter was grateful and used to supers blocking bullets for her, but hated how she reflexively sucked in her gut to be safely inside the slim heroine's silhouette. A few hundred bullets bounced off Karen, flattened against her invulnerable skin, before the guns clicked empty. "A few of them always get inside my boobs," Power Girl sighed, flicking spent bullets out from between her boobs with a tantalizing bounce, "it never fails. Alright, time for the arrests." A white/red blur sped by and an eye blink later, Power Girl was floating above a dozen cultists wrapped in a steel railing. "Mr. Zickberg, any comment on being stopped from shooting a skyscraper into orbit?" Lois asked the struggling ex-billionaire, pulling out her note pad. "And tell me how to turn these engines off so we can land this building," Power Girl asked, hovering over the controls with a groan, "this has to be the worst designed control interface I've ever seen." "Once begun, the journey cannot be stopped!" the lunatic yelled, "my journey to Krypton cannot be stopped!" "What is it with CEOs being crazy?" Lois asked, taking down the quotes in her note book. "I resent that," Power Girl, who's secret identity was the CEO of a successful green energy start up, said, "looks like I'm stopping this the old fashioned way. Better stay back, most Kryptonite is harmless to humans but there could be a spray." Lois had barely done as suggested when the Kryptonian ripped open a hatch on the top of the swirling lead sphere over the power core. Instead of an expected green glow, a pulsing red light emerged. The core was a red crystal marked with strange glyphs, spinning on its own. Power Girl stumbled back, legs limp and body stumbling. "Okay...that's...red Kryptonite...from my ...dimension," the blonde power house wheezed, falling to the floor. "The power of the sphere of Rao! Saved from destruction on Krypton-2 by our actions!" the cult leader yelled, "Praise it!" Lois managed to grab her weakened before Power Girl gave herself a concussion, a static shock of electricity shooting into her as the heavy, muscular woman almost toppled her. The brunette yelped at the sharp shock, worse than touching a door knob in wool socks in winter, but didn't drop the blonde who drooled and passed out. "Alright, up to me to stop it," Lois growled, picking up a discarded assault rifle and a spare mag from the ground. Lois might be a liberal reporter, but her father was a 4-Star general and she could hit the bulls eye at a hundred yards since she was six. With a few controlled bursts she shattered the crystal, which stopped spinning and glowing. For a second gravity turned off, but before Lois could hit the ceiling the building stopped falling, signifying that Supergirl had caught the landmark. She closed the hatch, cutting off the red glow and causing Karen to shoot right back off. "Ugh, tell me if I've turned blue or grown antlers," Power Girl said, looking down at herself and feeling her temples, "red kryptonite can have weird side effects. But good job on stopping them strange reporter I don't know." "Part of the 4th estate's duties, mysterious blonde heroine I also don't know" Lois said, tossing aside the empty rifle and shooting an enviable glare at the flex of Karen's abs, given her own belly was flabby enough she had to suck in continuously or have her spanx cut painfully into herself, "but you seem as normal as you ever do." She saw that she'd dropped her notebook in the commotion, bending over thoughtlessly to get it and hearing a faint rip behind her as a long suffering seam gave way to the pressure of Lois' mom butt. Lois' facial cheeks went red immediately at the horrible embarrassment. "Good to know," Power Girl said, looking away and stiffling a smirk while Lois tied her jacket about her middle, "now I've got to take these losers off to federal, pound me in the ass prison on a bunch of murder, terrorism and grand theft building issues. Kindly have Supergirl, if she stops by, to put that Kryptonite somewhere safe." By the time that Power Girl had the crooks booked, Supergirl had the building back on its foundations and Lois had her copy of the events sent in, it was evening. Goodbyes were said and the members of the Superfamily split up, Kara flying Lois back to the farmhouse the Kent's inhabited near Metropolis. "Its always fun to get to hang out with her," Kara said as the landscape shot by. "Uhuh," Lois said, trying to keep her skirt down. "Lois, do you ever think, I mean I know we're not the same species, but do you think that when I'm her age...," Supergirl dithered on asking. "Yes Kara, I'm sure your boobs will be just as big as hers," Lois said, sure her own would be on the ground by then, "maybe if you eat more." "That's right...hey can we get pizza?" the irrepressible girl asked. Lois knew she didn't need pizza. She was 40 years old and the middle aged spread was knocking on her door with a battering ram. She'd just popped out of the last size ten she'd owned, meaning the plus sizes were beckoning for her, Lois Lane, all state 400m silver medalist in 1999. If she didn't buckle down, cut out the fast food and the cheat days and start running like she kept saying she needed to, then Lois was going to get F-A-T, FAT. But it had been a long, long day and Lois was tired. "Yeah, sure," she sighed, thoughts turning to how Clark was going to react to her getting fat. The worst part would be how understanding and kind and not judgemental about it he would be. He'd still love her exactly the same and never stray or even look at another woman, even when he was surrounded by eternally fit and sexy superheroines. It was enough to drive her batty. Lois noticed that the farm land beneath them was getting lower, the town nearest the farm house approaching. "Kara what are you doing?" Lois asked her adopted daughter. "I was gonna get pizza...," Super girl said, pitifully, "what's wrong?" "Ugh, Kara, you can't go in with Lois Lane as supergirl. Otherwise people put two and two together and good bye secret identities," Lois told her sternly. "Oh," Kara blinked, long blonde hair suddenly trailing behind her as she fell. Lois gave another sigh. Why was it she had to rely on these Kryptonian's who, despite their perfect bodies and their never aging and their eating whatever they wanted all the time, kept screwing up? God if she could fly... Supergirl fell past her as for just a moment Lois floated in the air. She had just enough time to look down at herself, clearly hovering under her own power, before she started falling again. Luckily, for the third time that day, her fall was arrested but very strong arms. "What's a city girl like you doing a thousand feet over a corn field?" her husband asked, billion watt smile on. Lois' heart did that horrible pitter-patter it did whenever it looked at him, that always threatened to turn her from steely reporter to whatever her current weight in putty was, "Clark! I was...and then...oh crap Kara!" "She'll be fine," Clark said assuredly, looking down to see the blonde's fall slow enough she only somewhat dented the corn before rising back up, "she'll learn to fly sometime." "Well, I'd suppose you know," Lois admitted, "today's been hell. Take me home before I go crazy." It took until Clark set her heels on their side walk for the slightly chubby reporter to notice she'd stopped sucking in her stomach during the fall. But strangely enough, the spanx didn't pinch nearly as much as she thought. .... Meanwhile, back in New York, Power Girl was flying to her dark, lonely apartment after a very long, busy day of meetings and occasional super powered fights. "Honey I'm home," the blonde said after sliding through her skylight, putting her cape on over the coat rack, "oh wait, I'm not married." She felt jealous of Lois, who'd always have somebody waiting for her at home and guessed she should really start dating again at some point. But right now she was tired, netflix was beckoning her and she had the number of two or three new chinese places she wanted to order from tonight. The blonde kicked her blue boots off before she was greeted with a meow by her only roommate, a demanding orange cat named stinky. "Oh hello to you to," Karen said, flying up to the cabinet to get the demanding cat food, "I can tell your love for me is motivated by nothing but food by the way. God I'm so damn lonely, look at me talking to a cat. I should call Atlee again and see if she wants to do something..." Power Girl was just opening the tall cabinent when her ability to fly suddenly cut out. She fell hard, butt bouncing off the counter top and slamming tits first into the floor with a painful thump. "Owww," Karen grunted from the floor, "and also, what the fuck?" It'd been fifteen years since her powers had even quivered over her emotions, much less her normal nightly bitch session. She wondered if it was the Kryptonite from that morning depowering her but a slight push up had her 180lb body flying towards the ceiling. The tall blonde arrested her momentum before she broke the skylight, everything super normal once she wasn't moping. "Geeze, am I that damn mopey?" Karen said, landing to feed her cat and start dialing take out to feed her normal, monstrous appetite. The phone calls were made harder by her cat rubbing her ankles for more food and for her costume pinching. They shrank occasionally, she had a bad habit of washing the white leotards and drying them with heat vision too fast, so Karen didn't think anything of it as she ordered enough food for three people. Gaining weight was so alien to the alien that she'd never considered it, naturally feasting to her full gluttonous extent. "Yes I hear you fatty," Power Girl said when she hung up, bending down to pick her cat up, feeling for the first time her tightly drawn red belt pinch against her belly and dismissing it as a garment issue, "look at this tummy you're getting Stinky. All that chow is catching up to you now!" She put the cat on the couch and floated into her bedroom to change out of her super suit, peeling it off and pulling shorts and a tank top from her laundry. Due to the spectacular shelf of her cleavage, Karen didn't notice how her six pack had lost much of its definition, a sea of soft subcutaneous tummy fat starting to rise around the endangered muscle islands. She slid into the short shorts, tugging them over her bubble butt, and her tank top, massive jugs stretching it to the limit, just in time to get to the door for the delivery from three astonished delivery boys. "Thank you all, here's a twenty each," Karen said, debating on if she was desperate enough to pretend she didn't have money and ask to pay in another way. But unfortunately she wasn't that desperate and wanted companionship more than sex. Putting the arm loads of chinese food on the coffee table, Karen pulled a six pack of beer from the fridge, put the top of a bottle between her breasts and flexed her pecs to pop the cap off. Plopping onto the couch, she started eating, chop sticks popping fried chicken in general tso's sauce into her mouth in between piles of crab Rangoon. Despite the food and a starting netflix show, Karen's reflexes were still super, so she stopped her cat from jumping onto the open container. "God kitty, you'd turn into a lard ass if you ate all this," she sighed, putting the cat in her lap and taking a drink, "don't you know how fattening this stuff is?" Stinky meowed again, but settled down onto Karen's thighs for the rest of the meal. As she finished her super fast gorge, Karen's six pack turned into a four pack, a small fupa forming for the first time. The cat meowed in discomfort at having his roomy perch disturbed, but Karen shushed him and bored by the show started playing video games. Power Girl might have a jock's body but she was a geek at heart. She made a little progress in her current Dark Souls run, until an invading spirit attacked her in the poison swamp level. Super reflexes didn't help much when tied to a video game and the invader, a jester labelled "HQ+PI4EX6969" killed her frustratingly easily with a giant mallet. Dead, Karen decided it was time for bed. "Probably some fat loser who sits on the couch all day," she grunted, finishing her evening routine and not noticing the partial loss of her abs. Power Girl slid under the covers into the foetal position and hit the lights, the cat curling into his normal spot against her stomach. As she drifted off to sleep, a gurgle sounded, waking the cat up. A large food baby, if not one worth a mountain of chinese food, suddenly burst into being across Karen's normally flat waist for the first time. The heavy paunch startled the cat, who jumped off the bed with a yowl. "What's his problem...," the sleepy and oblivious Kryptonian muttered, unconsciously rubbing her food baby.

Quarantine day: 10 and i am like just demolishing every kind of food i see!

This isn’t from my new video, this is me getting changed into jeans for the first time in a while. These were once big on me....🙃 next video I make will be a clothes try on. Promise. cute lil Taco to cover up my boob 😋 enjoy & buy my new video when it’s done being approved!!🥰🥰

Did a bloat with oat milk yesterday and thought I’d share with y’all. pre-bloat post-bloat and today! Hope y’all are all doing well and virus free! Especially everyone living in NY, CA, and WA

Sneak peek of the drive thru video I just filmed for this weekend!! Should I make you wait till monday like the last few or publish this one early?!!! 😋 Xo

Im having such a lovely day at home, I hope u are having a nice day, here is a little help, to make it better 🥰🥰🥰

Large meatball sub isn’t enough of a snack it seems...

Forgot this one peep that chin

Some more (a bunch more on precious page)

Good morniiiiiing 🥰🥰 Ps: I know I'm late hahahHh I just woke up 🤷‍♀️ love u

Breakfast 🥰 this bagel is huge! ...My fiance will be back home April 9th to cook me home cooked meals ..he makes the best breakfasts..I miss him so much ..he'll have me gaining 15 lbs the first week he's back lol ...he loves cooking and grubbing out on Chinese food etc with me..sometimes I'm not even hungry and I'll eat just cause he's eating lol This will keep me full for an hour lol

My newest video is now only $6.25 😁💕 Here's 2 new pics, they look similar to the others but they're different..like every girl on this planet, I take like 50 photos til I like just 1 lol ..so naturally I've got tons of photos lol my belly just chillin on my lap, lol

YAYYY! I was accepted to be a Curvage model!! ✨🎇🎆 I'm so excited!!! I just posted my first ever video so I hope you check it out!! I eat some cream pastries and drink a bunch of milk and wiggle wiggle wiggle! Also some burping! This is my first one so it's definitely gonna get better from here lol! I really hope I get some comments to make better videos in the future! It isn't like eating/stuffing but would anyone be interested in belly dance vids? LMK!! Here's a preview!!!>>> 🎂 ❤️ ❤️ 🎂

While we all have lost most of our concept of time by now, it is still... ❤️FAPPY FRIDAY❤️ Why not fap it out to me trying on four different pairs of jeans after only wearing elastic pants for 17 days?

Looking 7 months pregnant after breakfast this morning 😅 Yes my tummy sticks out further than my chest lol You can also see all my tiger stripes 🐯💕

So yesterday was a big day for my wife. She had waffles at about 10 am, when my daughter came down and started cooking bagel bites for breakfast, my wife asked for some as well. This was only 30 minutes after the waffles. Then she smacked though out the day. Chips, bread, left over tuna fish, jelly beans. Around 4 she sends me a text saying she would like the frozen pizza we had the night before, also saying she has no idea why she is so hungry. I made the pizza, she tried to get me to take some, I told her eat what you want I will eat what is left. She texted again saying there were 2 pieces left and I better come get them before she eats them. I never went to get them and she finished the pieces. She then had another big bowl of chips and then ate dinner with the family. She top of the night with a huge bowl of ice cream with chocolate syrup. She said this morning she better get herself under control or she is not going to fit in any of her clothes. This morning I was awoken from her belly pressing against me. I was amazed at how far out it was sticking and looked enormous laying there. She just polished off another plate of waffles and is already looking for a snack. I am in awe of her appetite right now. It is truly amazing.