Chris S. Stern

... And say nothing of Rebel Wilson? Lol, wow... I mean she even looks BIGGER then when she was in Pitch Perfect. But yeah, nice to see 2 bigger ladies in the cast.

Hey everyone, I'm looking to start up a Role-Play site/ forum specializing in Celebrity Weight Gain, and I'm looking for someone who has interest in the male-section of "celebrities", (being famous people, fictional characters, video game/ comic book, etc...) to help me out, as I don't have much interest in Weight Gain RPs as famous people. (But I'll RP as myself or other random male characters.) Any interest, reply to PM me! Chris.

Lol, I knew she had a kid, just wasn't sure if that was the ONLY reason she walked away. Not that I blame her one bit... But thanks for the info, guys.

Hey, just thought I'd ask.. Anyone know what happened to Crysta from $*1? I discovered her after she had disappeared, and just curious if anyone knew where she went... I assume she just stopped modeling, but just was curious if anyone knew the whole story. Either way, thanks for reading! Chris.

Hey, is there anyone that can do anything with this pic? I know this is a total long-shot, but its worth trying.. there's some awesome morphers on here. Either way... just thanks for looking! Chris.

Ok, I know I'm like.... 31 pages late, but wow, this is awesome! I just had recently had/ have a big kick for the prospect of seeing an Asian woman gain/ get really big, the. I discovered this thread, so suffice it to say, it caught my attention. Your boyfriends a lucky man, and I wish you only the best.

Lol, this is where my style can start to conflict with the Curvage culture... 100-150 pounds is definitely not too big... On the contrary, to my tastes it may be borderline not big enough..

I can do my best. And yes, I will try to be more descriptive, but I've talked to people who describe too much, to the point of ruining the continuity of the story, so I will try to find a happy medium. And trust me... Pear shape will be NO problem... Just need to know if anyone has aspirations of seeing it as a realistic or unrealistic pear shape, I'm good for either.

going once..... going twice......

2. First Night on the 'Job'. (Part 1) James hung up the phone and sat in the small room, patiently awaiting the arrival of the small Latina from down the hall. It wasn’t' more than a minute later that there was a knock on the door. Ever the gentleman, James got up and walked over to open the door for her. "Miss AJ, come on in..." He said warmly as he stepped aside so she could enter the small room. AJ politely nodded and walked past him, taking the full opportunity to check him out. He was tall, which compared to her didn't mean much, but he was easily a good 6 inches taller than her, if not more. She couldn’t tell very much due to his wardrobe, but she imagined there was a nice 6-pack under his blue button-down shirt, and could see he had a nice, strong pair of arms, so she figured it was a good guess. "Now, let’s talk about your future... i hear that you are a bit more enthusiastic about this then either Stephanie or myself had expected, which is definitely a good thing." He said with a smile as he saw her grinning right back at him. "Yes sir, I’m yours to turn into a big, fat diva." She replied coyly, playing a little bit of the flirt. "Well, before we get into that, i should introduce myself: my name is James Walker, and as Stephanie so coyly put it, I’m your new Manager/ 'dietician'." The pair both laughed at the word, and AJ quickly quipped back, "You say Dietician, i say Feeder, tomato, to-mah-to." James’s face lit up when he heard her say the word. "Ahhh, you know the term...” He said happily as he sat up in his seat. "Oh yeah, I’ve known about all of this stuff since i was... 15, give or take a year." She explained, trying to remember how long it had actually been. "Oh wow, so then, if i may ask, has it taken you so long to actually act on them?" He asked, more out of personal curiosity then out of any medical or psychological inquiry. "Well, between societal pressure, and trying to make it in a business that usually demands physical fitness, i just kinda had to let it stay buried for another decade... i guess." She answered. "Ahhh, well, now that you are taking his step, is there anything you're afraid of? Anything that could halt your progress?" He asked, switching into Feeder-mode almost instantaneously. "Well, truth be told, and i don't know if this is too much to ask... but i am pretty sure the only thing i will need to keep on track is a very vocal, very adamant encourager. Y'know, the kind of 'you're looking great baby, come on, eat that third plate of desserts!' kinda person..." James just smiled back at her and quipped, "That can be arranged, as long as you're willing to put up with it being me." "Well, i guess that depends on how good you are..." she fired back playfully, the romantic tension growing thicker by the sentence.” Well, how about we find out? There's a lovely restaurant just down the street from here, my treat... fatty." AJ tried her best to play coy, but between the offer, and the subtle word-use at the end of the sentence, she couldn’t hide it anymore, and began to blush bright red. "Well, i think i am going to take you up on that offer, James. Care to help a fatty up? Wouldn't want me burning calories by pulling myself up, would you?" She seamlessly replied, almost surprising herself at how quickly she had torn down all of her personal walls, and left this tall, handsome man a clear path all the way into her heart, by way of her stomach. "But of course...” James replied as he stood up and walked over to help her out of the chair, feeling the same lack of ability to hold her outside of his feelings. It was just electric, like somehow the two had just crossed circuits and were instantly on the exact same wavelength. "Here we go, nice and easy..." He said, a bit tongue-in-cheek, as he held out his arms and helped her to her feet effortlessly. AJ looked straight up at him once she was on her feet, and she just felt her last pieces of inhibition stripping away before she looked him dead in the eyes and said, "Brace yourself...” No sooner than James could have processed the words that came out of her mouth, she put her hands on his shoulders and leaped up in the air, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him square on the lips, hard. James, though a bit startled at first, quickly rebounded and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight, kissing back just as hard as he could manage. The pair exchanged the heated lip-locks for a few minutes, and finally after the pair were exhausted from kissing did AJ pull back, and looked him right in the eyes. "Mmmm... Well, now that that's out of the way... take your piggy to dinner." She playfully demanded, leaning the emphasis on 'your'. "Yes ma'am." He replied playfully, straightening up his shirt so it didn't look like that had done just exactly what they had done. "Good... because i am STAR-VING." She added, still a bit breathless from the passionate make-out session they had just finished. James took AJ by the hand and the pair strolled out of the room, down the hall, and out of the building, hand in hand, which caught a few surprised pairs of eyes. Once they made it to the Parking Lot, James went and got his car, but told her to wait by the door. "Oh no, sweetie, you don't have to do that yet... I’m not even fat yet...” she said, chuckling a bit. "Oh i know, sweetie, I’m just trying to make it a habit now... besides, you're on a strict calorie-retention diet, which we will discuss while you stuff your pretty little face at dinner." He explained, as he ran one of his hands over her caramel-bronzed cheek, which instantly gave her butterflies. "Oh ok, i guess i can wait here... but you better hurry. When i said i was hungry, i meant it!" She playfully gave him the ultimatum before kissing his hand as he turned to head to get the car. A minute or two later James drove up in a Black Audi, and stopped in front of AJ, and began to get out of the car to get the door for her. "Sweetie, it's ok, this much i can do on my own, until I’m THAT big." She told him, as she opened up the car door and plopped down in the nice, warm seat. "Nice ride." She added, looking around the interior of the car before she pulled her seatbelt on and the pair drove down the road to the aforementioned Restaurant, which ended up being a bit of a gussied-up greasy spoon, much to AJ's delight. "Ooo, this looks interesting..." She said, almost like a kid looking over their Christmas presents for the first time outside the wrapping. James just smiled as he watched her react, finding her youthful but very mature demeanor a bit of an intriguing paradox. "Well, i hope there’s something in there you'll like. He said optimistically as he parked the car in the closest spot, and the pair exited the vehicle. "After you, piggy...” he directed, opening the door for her so she could saunter through. Immediately she was bombarded with the pungent, but amazing aroma of deep-fried food. "Oh my God...” she almost moaned under her breath, her mouth already watering.” So i take it this is a good place?" He asked coyly, watching her reaction to the smell. "Ummmm... yeah, just keep ordering me fried stuff until i can't move, and we're good." she quipped back, half-serious half-joking as they sat in a nearby booth. "So, back to the topic at hand, let’s talk about your... 'Development'." He said, still trying to keep a shred of ambiguity about what they were discussing. "You mean how you're gonna fatten me up?" She said, completely unashamedly, as the waitress approached the table and took their drink orders. James chuckled a bit as the waitress left, and then looked back over to AJ. "Yes, to how we're going to fatten you up... Me and Steph were looking over some figures, and we were kinda shooting for you to re-emerge on the scene somewhere around next July." He said looking over the few notes he had brought with him that were folded in his pocket. "Perfect," AJ replied with a devilish grin, "Just in time for Swimsuit season... do you think a two-piece would be too flashy, at that size?" AJ just sat there and smirked, watching his reaction slowly roll across his face, which told her that she severely threw him for a loop. "Wouldn't be too much for me." he quipped back, a few moments later then he should have, but he still managed to say it. AJ just smiled, and decided to let him continue with his spiel uninterrupted, at least for now. "Alright, so as i was saying, we were aiming for somewhere around July for your return to the Active Roster, and doing the math and accounting for the ups and down... we want to see you get as close as you can to 300 before you return in 7 months." AJ Lee just looked at him, almost in disbelief. Did you just say... 300? By July? Sweetie, that’s almost 200 pounds... in 7 months!" She said, not believing what she was hearing. "AJ, i know that sounds a bit far-fetched, but i have quite a few aces up my sleeve, and 300 is just a rough goal, whatever you are able to get to by July will be more than sufficient." He assured her. "Oh, ok... well, i guess i can give it a shot." A few moments later the waitress arrived with their drinks, and AJ instinctively picked up her Lemonade and was about to take a drink of it when James reached over and stopped her hand in mid-lift. "Hold on a sec, before you drink that," he began to explain as he pulled a small packet of something out of his pocket and handed it to her, "Put that in it first." AJ looked at the small packet, resembling one of those small pouches you could mix with water to make lemonade, but it had no writing on it, and then looked back up at him, curious. "That is the first dose of a substance that will help recreate your body chemistry. It will increase your appetite and fat storage, helping you gain exponential amounts of weight in the time the average person could only dream of... Trust me, it's safe." He explained to her. "Oh, ok... well, guess it couldn't hurt...” She thought out loud before she tore the top off and stirred it into her Lemonade. "Well, here’s to a bigger future..." She said, looking down at the glass with both anxiety and excitement as she took the first drink, and could feel it already beginning to change her, from the inside out.

Hey guys, i have been writing and dabbling in WG fiction for a LONG time, but i had never quite gotten up the courage to post anything online, until recently. So, without further ado, this is the first couple sections of a story i'm working on... Enjoy! AJ Lee: Building A New Breed of Diva. 1: One Door Closes, One Door Opens… (Note: This does fall in an “Alternate Reality” spectrum, one where Stephanie got out of the actual wrestling aspects to have a family with HHH, and subsequently stayed behind the scenes, and ballooned up to the size she presently is. So her size is not a shock to anyone, except maybe the reader.) AJ was happy for her friend Kaitlyn, but she couldn’t quite shake the disappointment in her face as she walked back to the locker room, down-trodden and a little discouraged. “Well, at least I lost to my best friend, I guess…” she tried to console herself, to little avail. After taking a few minutes to sit in the locker room and try to calm herself down, she wiped away any stray tears that may have emerged and changed back into her regular clothes, which consisted of her favorite pair of faded blue jeans and a simple black t-shirt. After taking another few moments to collect her thoughts, she picked up her bag, and with one final sigh of disappointment headed towards the locker room door, for what she knew would be the last time… or so she thought. As she emerged, she looked forward and saw someone standing across the hallway, leaned back against the wall that she almost didn’t believe. “Stephanie?” She said, almost in disbelief as she took in the well-dressed behemoth of a brunette executive was standing there in front of her. “AJ, it’s so nice to see you”, Stephanie said warmly, as she hefted her comfortably over 500 pounds of girth from its leaning position and lumbered across the room to the surprised AJ, “Congratulations on second place… I know it’s tough to not win, but you really made a name for yourself out there.” “Wow, thanks Ms. McMahon that really means a lot coming from you.” She said sincerely, still trying to get over the inner ‘geeing-out’ she was suppressing… after all, it’s not every day you get to meet your idol. “Oh please, call me Steph. Ms. McMahon makes me feel old.” The brunette-haired executive joked as she began to turn to head down the hall. “Walk, well... waddle with me AJ, I have something I want to discuss with you…” She said, leaving the end very obviously open. “Yes Ms., I mean Steph.” She said as she turned and began to follow the massive brunette, slowing her usual quickened pace to not pass by her idol. “So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” She asked, getting incredibly anxious and curious all at the same time. “Not here, we’ll discuss it... in my office…” she explained, as she was beginning to feel the effects of prolonged movement at her size, but she just kept her chins up and moved along as best she could. AJ watched the tall, massive woman waddle as best and professionally as she could, in heels no less. As she followed slowly by Stephanie, she began to let her mind wander, and remember back to one of the other reasons she really idolized Stephanie, but it was one reason she had locked away deep inside of herself. Growing up, AJ had always been tiny, whether it was in height, or weight, or even show size, she was always the ‘small/thin/tiny’ girl wherever she went. To most women that was a high, distinct honor to have, but not AJ… AJ dreamed of pretty much the exact opposite. AJ wanted to be big… No, she wanted to be huge. Whether it was in a crowd, or in a given talent, AJ had a deep, passionate desire to make it big in everything she could, both literally and metaphorically. So naturally, she took to her favorite things, Comic Books, Video Games, just being a ‘nerd’, even just wearing her favorite Chuck Taylors, and embraced it with open arms, in spite of what people said. She did her best to be the ‘biggest’ fan of whatever she loved, and not relent on it for anything… except for one thing, one thing she kept deep, deep inside her, until she started to watch Professional Wrestling. She just so happened to tune in on Stephanie McMahon’s last official night on RAW, and watched her as she gave a heartfelt goodbye to that side of the business, and AJ could tell that she was either noticeably pregnant or had been putting on some serious weight around her belly. But regardless, one thing stuck with her, Stephanie’s attitude, her demeanor, even her choice of wardrobe. She didn’t shy away from showing off her rounded belly, which was hardly covered by the tight black suit-jacket that barely buttoned around her waist. AJ watched, silently overjoyed that she wasn’t apologizing for her tight clothes or her ‘less than perfect’ body, she was standing in the middle of that ring and speaking in a tone that seemed to be soft, confident, and completely self-assured, and AJ ate it all up. From then on, even if she had to watch it almost on silent so no-one heard what she was watching, AJ would watch every Monday night just to see if she could find glimpses of Stephanie again. Initially, they were few and far between, but that only made AJ all the more surprised when every time she would see Stephanie on RAW, she was noticeably bigger than the last time, and it almost seemed she was more and more assured of herself. Before long she was daydreaming of being a WWE Diva just like Stephanie. She would wait until n-one was home, then ‘borrow’ some of her mother’s clothes so she could put pillows under them and act like she was “Large and in Charge” too, which gave her a rush of euphoria she never found in any other way. But sadly, this desire seemed short-lived, at least in some aspects. AJ got into High School, and just mostly threw herself into her more ‘nerdy’ hobbies, and quickly found herself labeled the ‘Hot Nerd’, which she learned to accept, even though it didn’t fulfill her like when she stuffed pillows under her mother’s blouses. The only thing she really did keep up with was watching Wrestling, which became much easier when most of her guy friends would watch it too, yet again adding to her ‘Hot Nerd” mystique, only she never told them that she only watched it to get a glimpse at the still steadily ballooning Steph, who had become more of a public face in AJ’s teenaged years, much to her enjoyment. But of course, without fail, someone would make the obligatory ‘Man, Steph really let herself go, she’s huge!” jokes as they watched, and AJ had to at least attempt to laugh along, or act like she agreed, while thinking to herself, “Oh I know… and its awesome!” “Here it is, AJ…” Stephanie said to the daydreaming Diva, calling her back to reality. “Oh, sorry… lot on my mind.” She replied, as she turned and walked through the noticeably wider door on Steph’s in-venue Office, flashing a momentary grin before taking a seat at the chair across the desk from where Stephanie would sit. “Now, what I called... you in here... about…” Stephanie began, as she wiggled her way back to her desk, straining the fabric on her custom-tailored grey suit with deep Violet Silk blouse noticeably, at least to AJ’s gaze. “I know you didn’t win… NXT…” Stephanie continued as she lowered herself down into her plush, leather office chair, which still groaned loudly as her massive girth enveloped it, causing both her and AJ to crack subtle grins, unnoticed by the other woman. “But what i… wanted to offer you was a chance to blaze your own path… and be your own kind of Diva, a new kind of Diva.” AJ looked back at her a little bit surprised, and unsure of exactly what she meant. “I’m sorry, Steph… I guess I don’t know what you mean...” She admitted, feeling a bit foolish to look so clueless in front of her. “Oh no, you’re fine sweetie, I wasn’t exactly clear in what I was asking you… but then again, what I am proposing is a little, odd… to say the least.” She added, as she unbuttoned her tight suit-jacket and rested back in her chair, allowing her massive belly to ooze out and strain the confines of the expensive Violet Silk, which almost immediately caught AJ’s attention. “Well, what is it exactly? I’m not exactly the kind of girl to stray away from ‘odd’.” She said with a sly grin, getting noticeably curious about what exactly Stephanie was proposing. “Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Stephanie joked before taking a deep breath and continuing, “For the last year of so, I have been searching for a Diva, or more like the ‘Anti-Diva’, if you will. I have wanted to find a woman not afraid to embrace something different, something unconventional, or even… something larger then ‘the norm’.” AJ looked at Stephanie almost immediately when she heard her say ‘larger’. The word rung in her head, and it had her beginning to think that maybe, just maybe she could relive those young-teenaged fantasies, but she made sure not to get her hopes up just yet. “Larger? Larger… how?” She asked, her curiosity beginning to really kick into high gear as to the direction this conversation was going. “Well, that part isn’t exactly mandatory, but I thought maybe, if the right Diva were willing, she would consider embracing the XXXXXL life, like I have…” She stated, leaving the phrase hanging out in the air, ominously. AJ couldn’t speak, she just looked her dead in the eyes, overwhelmed by the sheer happenstance that put her in that room, with her idol, who was giving her the chance to live out the only fantasy she had suppressed for a little more than a decade. Stephanie grew a bit nervous at her lack of a response, and quickly began to backpedal off the statement. “Of course, you don’t have to do…” she casually blurted out, before AJ cut her off in mid-sentence. “I’ll do it… trust me, I will do it… 150%.” The tiny, svelte AJ replied, calmly but emphatically. Stephanie, seeing the conviction in her eyes, was pleasantly surprised, to say the least. “You’re… you’re sure you want to do this?” She asked again, just wanting to make perfectly clear that she was agreeing. “Stephanie… when I was a kid, I started watching wrestling because of you, and your confidence, and your bravado of ‘I’m large and in charge, and not ashamed to show it’. I wanted to be you, getting bigger and more confident as each week rolled by… I idolized, well, still do idolize you as a Diva, but also as a woman who made it BIG, and isn’t ashamed to be big.” Now it was Stephanie’s turn to look at AJ in pure shock. “Oh my God… AJ, if I would’ve known, I would’ve approached you even during NXT.” She told the tiny Latina, as she finally found the words to speak again. “It’s ok, I’ve honestly never told ANYONE about that before, so you’re literally the first person to know, ironically.” She said with a bit of a laugh. “Well AJ, I am a bit more then glad that you told me that, because if it is what you want… I see BIG things in your future, and at the very least, you just made yourself a new best friend.” AJ didn’t know how to respond. “Oh, oh my God… thank you Stephanie, I won’t let you down, I promise you… 150%, every day.” She said trying to contain her excitement at the offer she was just handed. “And I have every confidence you’ll give me 200%, trust me… I can see it in your eyes. It reminds me of myself; when I was thin… ages ago.” She teased, resting her hands on her enormous stomach, reveling in the fact that she now had someone else on her side, and it couldn’t have been a better Diva. “So, when do I start?” AJ asked as she went to stand up from the chair, springing up like a Jack-in-the-Box. “Well, just on the off-chance you said yes, I made sure that your new manager and ‘dietician’ was here at the Arena, so you could start tonight, if you desired.” AJ laughed at the use of the word ‘dietician’, and immediately countered with “You mean my Feeder, right?” Stephanie cracked a smile. “You know the term…” She added, showing a small air of excitement at how things were beginning for this concept. “Oh yes, Feeder, Feedee, you name it… I Googled it at 15.” “Well then, this should be easier than even he expected. He’s just down the hall, four doors down on your left… I’ll let him know you’re coming… and DEFINITELY on board.” “Thank you, thank you Steph; you’ve made a decade-long fantasy a reality… I don’t know how to thank you enough…” she almost gushed back, her words dripping with excitement. “Thank me one pound at a time, that’s all I could ask for…” Stephanie replied, confidently and knowingly of AJ’s mindset. “Consider it done.” AJ said firmly, before turning and exiting the room, and going to find her new Manager. Once AJ left, Stephanie reached for her Cell-Phone and quickly dialed the number of the man waiting to meet AJ. He answered, and awaited Steph’s reply. “She’s on her way, and MUCH more eager than I ever could have imagined… you may have to keep up with HER… Good luck.”

I cannot guarantee it will be anytime soon, I have a pretty full plate already, but I had thought of dabbling in a Selena-type story. Did you have any suggestions? Things you'd like to see/ not see? Anything else you feel you'd want to be a part of a potential story?

BUT there is still something to be said about "Tan Skin, Salacious Pose, and... *Boom* visible belly. (As evidenced in the red bathing suit, if my eyes don't decieve me.)

I don't remember this being used before on here, so if its a repost I appoligize. There's a YouTube clip for a "hidden camera" TV Show that happened to have a skit involving a "Fat-suit gone awry". I'm sure we have all seen it, but everytime I watch it something just seems to strike me as a bit surprisingly awesome. Granted, I'm prolly looking too much into it, but there's one girl that gets in the suit, and it does what it's supposed to do... But it's like as she realizes what's happening... She has a sly smile on her face, with makes me almost think she's not exactly mortified to see herself inflating behind the steering wheel. I tried to screen-cap, so if they're terrible I appoligize, but without further ado, here she is...

Just a couple i found online. It's hard to see dressed in all black... But damn, girl just needs to stay thick, she rocks the s*%t out of it!