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Hi all. So I met my partner 7 years ago and she was extremely active and in great shape weight was about 65 kgs she was a size 8 c cup boobs Fast forward 7 years and 2 kids later she's up-to 103kgs and there's no end in sight she's up a size 16 very tight fit to an 18 her boob's are now gf cup and she has cellulite growing every where, her lower belly and thighs boob's and hips are covered in red stretch marks that she seams to ignore lol. Anyhow we were talking last night because she insists she wanted to lose weight and I said I'd support and help her when she said to me she's come to realize she's not built for exercise I asked what she meant well after about 5 minutes of gentle walking she breaks out into a sweat and she hates that. She also said she's really enjoying the fact she has an ass now and would like it bigger lol I said I do as well. She also mentioned how it's becoming a turn on when we have sex and her belly bounces against her pussy lol. Just thought I'd share and hoping she continues to grow
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This is another of what I normally call a peep behind the curtain. But this one is more like opening the front door and getting comfortable on the sofa- just a heads up- watch out for the items of discarded clothing, a number of greasy pizza boxes, empty beer cans, dropped cigarette butts, and maybe a thick layer of ash that will have settled on the spare seat. This story goes deeply into darkside territories of both nicotine and alcohol abuse fetishes and lurks far below in the burrows, as such those who like their smokers and drinkers artistically light and fluffy, please disembark the journey now. There is no sugar coating this one, the story deals with the side effects of a young woman who is now very lazy as she is very much dependent on lots of alcohol and nicotine to get through her day. This is also a long form story which gives us all an opportunity to get a detailed taste of gritty texture and smokey flavour into the background of how this girl became an overweight, heavy drinker, and chain smoker. The information will cover the effects on those around her, by becoming this person. The story has been provided to me by a lurking Redditor, she kindly went into her story in quite some detail. As there is so much information about her in here, she understandably wants to try to remain as anonymous as possible. As mentioned above, I will also say again that it is considerably longer than my usual profiles, as such we’ve split the story into several chapters. Please enjoy the story responsibly! The Fat, **, Chain Smoker Part 1 The Early Years Natalie currently lives in Germany. She has a very European background. She was born in Austria, to a Romanian mum and Polish dad and has one younger sister. Natalie claims to currently smoke well over fifty cigarettes a day. She is currently thirty years old, with black hair, C cup chest and is 1,67 m (5ft 7”) tall. She describes herself as also having thick thighs, big ass, and a large belly. She is not married but has a long term boyfriend. Her smoking story begins early. At the age of three, the family uprooted from Austria and moved to Germany. The first of many disruptions to normality in her life. She then grew up in a small four room flat. There was a large kitchen-diner- living room, a bathroom, one large bedroom for her parents and she had to share the second smaller bedroom with her sister. Confined in such a compact flat there was no escaping the fact that both her parents were heavy smokers. In the evenings the air of the flat was always thick with the haze of their smoke. They both smoked everywhere. A trail of grey smoke and subsequent hanging haze filled the rooms from their cigarettes that continuously followed them around, as such there were ashtrays found in every room. For her formative years growing up Natalie was used to a very smokey household. From spending time looking at old photos and from what her mom said that she continued to smoke throughout her pregnancies of Natalie and her sister. Also, during that time, she was not afraid to have a couple occasional alcoholic drinks. At this time her dad who worked long hours in the construction industry and was drinking every day his much needed after work beers. Her mum also worked in the equally stressful environment of elderly care. They both used cigarettes and alcohol to relax and unwind, they were a much-needed necessity in their hectic lives. This was made even more evident when Natalie was around the age of seven. The second major life changing disruption. Her parents had a divorce. Her dad had an affair with another woman, and he was the one to leave the flat. Other than the odd birthday card, she has never really had a relationship with her dad since. For Natalie, her mum, and sister their lives had been dramatically changed. Everything that had been a happy routine was rocked. The normality of life had vanished in a puff of smoke. She can remember that whole period being an extremely tough time on them all. The added layers of stress meant that her mum just smoked even more. It was also around this time that in the evenings even Natalie noticed that she had started to drink a little more often too. Due to her dad leaving their life and taking his income with him, that hindered the funding of the basics like food for the three women, let alone supporting her mum's smoking habit. This meant that there was a problem. They were now very short on money, and due to the stress of the situation her mum found that she really needed to smoke more. Which meant the one thing they could not cut back on was alcohol and tobacco. She wasn't going to quit however much that cost, so she switched to making her own cigarettes. This meant she was now bulk buying huge boxes of tobacco, which was mostly Winston Red and then using a cigarette making machine. For Natalie this was an interesting contraption that had arrived on the kitchen table. She was curious to watch her mum with a cigarette dangling between her lips, repetitively churning out her new cigarettes one after another. After a while her mum also found a way, potentially through her own laziness, or as a way to entertain and keep quiet her ever curious daughter. As such Natalie was soon taught how to use the machine to make the cigarettes. Looking back, she can remember how often they sat together at the dining table, with her mum always smoking, as Natalie or her sister churned out what seemed like a hundred or so cigarettes at a time already for the next day. For Natalie, working away making the lightweight white cylinders, as such it didn't take long for her own personal curiosity to grow. Every evening sitting there, after getting bored watching television, making cigarettes. She was then watching her mum enjoy smoking the cigarettes that she had made. From her own eyes she could see how much her mom seemed to get so much pleasure from them. There was an obvious moment of relief that clearly lifted with every drag her mum took. Even for her it was also evident that she was smoking a lot. For Natalie, the enjoyment was a simple way to explain the reason behind why her mum was smoking nearly all the time. No one had explained and at that time she certainly did not understand the power of addiction. Around ten years old Natalie’s life changed course forever. She couldn't hold out any longer. Sitting there what seemed like night after night as cheap ‘slave labour’ making all her mum's cigarettes and thinking that she was getting nothing in return. Around this time her own personal interest got the better of her. She started at first by taking the low hanging fruit on offer. Natalie would steal one or two of the half-smoked cigarettes that littered the ashtrays in every room. She knew that absolutely no one would notice. Also, as the flat continuously reeked of smoke, for Natalie it was all too easy to sneak into the bathroom and smoke in there. Her mum did all the time. She took her lit cigarettes everywhere with her. Natalie knew at least she could be in the bathroom alone with the door locked. She completed the first hurdle. Lighting her first ever cigarette, however the experience was a complete disappointment. Natalie truly hated how bitter and harsh the smoke tasted. It was, if anything, extremely vile. However, she was not put off. She is rather stubborn and was not to be defeated. As such things improved with the second cigarette she tried, something had twigged for Natalie, she had worked out how to inhale the smoke. The only issue she found with the process was a couple of tiny little coughs and then having the urge to spit. There was no need to throw up or feel green or have a nicotine induced headache. She believes that got off lightly compared to others trying a cigarette for the first time. She thinks that this happened because her lungs were so used to a decade of continuously breathing in tonnes of second-hand smoke. So much so that inhaling the smoke directly for the first time wasn't difficult and that her lungs, whilst initially surprised, actually didn't mind it. With the fresh smoke flowing in, the electrical feeling of the nicotine buzz hit her, and from then on, she truly enjoyed the feeling of smoking. She now knew the very reason why her mum smoked so much. Each drag on a cigarette provided a really nice, delightful sensation. The next day chatting to her friend at school about what she was doing, meant that in true teenage style, it didn't take them long until they were egging each other on. The idea of smoking more. They soon both started to steal a few more cigarettes at a time from their mums. For a little bit she had a routine. She was only smoking after school - one whole cigarette once home, and then a few stolen half smoked from an ashtray later in the day hiding in the bathroom or her room. Predictably over time Natalie quickly started to find ever more excuses to smoke. There was a thrill with every light up. Which was matched by the nagging feeling that just one more drag was needed. She had a distinct advantage. As her mum and her sat there every evening after work and made “hundreds” of cigarettes there were stacks of them, as such she never kept track of how many she made or for that matter smoked. As she was not opening fresh packs each time. For Natalie it was easy when her mum was at work or out running errands for her to sit there quietly and use the machine to make some cigarettes all for herself. At the age of thirteen, Natalie noticed something had happened to her. There had been a subtle change over the weeks. It dawned on her what they were saying in school that would happen if you smoked, had. The stories were all very true. The jigsaw puzzle of life clicked into place. Just like her mum, she was now very much addicted to nicotine. Everyday Natalie actually had to smoke, there was no negotiation, or a decision to miss it. Smoking had to happen. Something she had tried to convince herself that she would be different, no way would she get addicted to these things. Smoking after all, was all just a bit of fun with her friends after school. Something that was just really cool. Unfortunately, even though her smoking style was cool, the process of addiction had very much occurred. This made the situation regarding her smoking habit naturally have to change. She could no longer last all day and get all the way until 4pm to finally light up and smoke three or four cigarettes. Eight hours was just far too long. Even the idea of waiting all day was incredibly tough. Natalie determined that to get herself through the school day she just had to smoke a cigarette beforehand. Natalie had over the weeks and months smoked herself in the predicament that couldn't survive the day without smoking a cigarette. She just had to light up more often. There was trouble on the days that she accidentally slept in or forgot to set the alarm. Natalie would spend the day getting itchier and increasingly agitated as the day went on. Her body was screaming out for a cigarette. The process of waiting for time to pass to get home to light up was now just taking far too long. Afternoon lessons were extremely bad, as with her mind thinking about the delights of smoking, there was a genuine struggle to focus on schoolwork. There was another side effect of not having her sneaky morning smoke, or even on some days having smoked the cigarette, she soon wanted a second, a third midafternoon was a wish - This meant that she had again morphed- this time to become a real “grizzly teenage bitch”. It was around this time that her mum stumbled on to the fact that Natalie was smoking. She was then promptly given a little lecture on how bad smoking is for her. Her mum very quickly followed the negativity up with a “however” and a contemplative face. She then said that she was of course smoking and very much needed her cigarettes and definitely knew how difficult it was to quit. She highlighted as she lit her next cigarette, that she was probably a bad role model, and starting smoking and then getting addicted wasn't really Natalie’s fault. It was fate, her mum knew that she now couldn't stop Natalie smoking because she certainly couldn’t stop herself. She knew the amount Natalie was smoking, and it was too late for that. Her mum then told the story of how when she was a teenager that she herself had to always find ways to smoke. For her she was in a difficult position as her parents really didn't allow her to smoke. Her mum claimed that Natalie should feel relieved that she will let her smoke. Natalie took that to heart, she did feel as if she was now liberated, there was a huge weight off her shoulders, she could go out into the world with two vital things. Permission to smoke as and when she pleased, and plentiful supply of cigarettes from her mum to enable her to smoke. There was no more sneaking around hiding in the bathroom or her bedroom. There was another small change. As Natalie could freely leave the house with her now much needed cigarettes securely in her school bag, she quickly found that when she lit up, several other friends from her peer group were also experimenting with smoking. She was not alone with her blooming nicotine addiction. This meant that during break times at school, almost religiously Natalie popped out with them for a smoke. Not only was it smoking through need, having a cigarette between her fingers was part of her image. She liked the image of herself that smoking had created. She now projected that she was a very "bad girl". Natsy had also transformed from the nicotine deprived “teenage grizzly bitch” with the thanks in part to puberty into the equally nasty nicotine fuelled with additional teenager hormonal power to create the upgraded supercharged equally unpleasant- “teenage fucking obnoxious bitch”. Actively setting out every day with a cigarette lit and between her fingers along with a stream of smoke pouring from her lips to do her best to ‘fuck the rules’. Natalie soon discovered that for all the fun and excitement she got from her new habit she had found one of the downsides of enjoying smoking a lot of cigarettes throughout the day. That was the creation of large volumes of saliva in her mouth and throat. A known problem where the nicotine actively creates the mucus within the mouth. As such, spitting while smoking became another regular ‘disgusting’ habit of hers. It was the perfect scenario; smoking a lot of cigarettes cemented and framed her “bad girl” image amongst her peers. She was now showing off, whilst hanging around with the equally bad teens. Her daily routine on a school day was focused on taking every opportunity she could find, and even ones she shouldn't have, to sneak into the toilets or hide behind the gym or later on in the day she could be found around the back of the bus station having a quick smoke. She was quickly leaving a trail of squashed cigarette butts and gooey sticky puddles of coughed up phlegm everywhere she went. At that time, she was weighing in around 75 kg/165 lb, she was not slim nor particularly fat. Natalie had to keep her “bad girl look” going. To ensure this her fashion choice of the era was short crop tops and squeezing herself into tightest of tight low waist jeans. Her thong underwear riding high up her back whilst the other consequence of revealing her flesh was showing off her stomach even in the depths of mid-winter. Definitely was not trying to be remotely a sensible girl by wearing a warm coat. Image was everything for the teenage Natalie. Wearing a coat didn't look right when your whole persona is to break the rules and be that “bad girl.” To fit in with the bad girl on the “wrong side of the tracks”, she started to collect tattoos. Her friend at the time Kimberly helped her out with that. She was in the year above. For Natalie she was a smoking bitchy role model. They used to hang out together, until Kimberly took her bad girl image to the limit's and got pregnant then had to quit school. They didn’t manage to keep up the friendship after that. Natalie has currently got three tattoos, one of a snake on her leg, a heart on her left arm and a tribal pattern as a large “tramp stamp” across her lower back. Then to highlight her bulging belly gaping between her crop tops, she also had a belly button piercing. As she was smoking a lot, due to the obvious laws, she had to spend a lot of time standing outdoors to smoke. As she was enjoying the nicotine, she was perpetually getting very cold and equally wet. Strutting herself trying to look the part outside hurriedly enjoying a cigarette, she was forever catching every cold/chest infection going. Every single one. Because of that and her image, instead of using a handkerchief or sensibly swallowing mucus down that she coughed up, she was hocking and snorting her phlegm everywhere. Just like the boys and some older girls of her "crew" did. Because of those actions she got respect from them. There was a thrill and buzz that the feedback provided, she loved - especially the disgusting looks she got from adults as she exhaled her smoke then before they disappeared loudly hocked and spat in front of them. Her older friends like Kimberly had also got her to dabble in trying some 🌿 and also alcohol. For Natalie, drinking and illegal drugs was a perfect fit of her bad girl image. She found that she loved both drink and 🌿. By the time Natalie was seventeen she found it was often the case that one of the boys had bought a bottle of something alcoholic that they shared after school or even on “special” occasions on the way into school. She wasn’t drinking that heavily that she would come home blasted **, but she was forever chasing the buzz. Her mum never noticed quite how relaxed and giggly Natalie was, as she worked so hard and long. Natalie had the freedom to do what she wanted, she was also forever trying to disguise the smells with chewing gum and perfume that she hoped would help hide some of the aroma of her habits. Natalie also loved to party on the weekends, getting ** and stoned and importantly for her smoking the whole time, the whole experience was all amazing fun. It was around this time that she was also extremely influential in bringing her younger sister into the social group and therefore getting her into enjoying the whole smoking process too. Smoking both at home and school she found that she had started lighting up more and more. Natalie guesses that by the age of sixteen she was easily lighting up around a pack a day. From there her rate only ever increased. There was another downside of being the “bad girl”. Although she was having fun at the time, through her non curricular antic's she barely managed to finish her schooling, Natalie got so far behind that she ended up repeating one year. All because she was far too busy having fun smoking, drinking and also chasing boys. This all meant that there was so little spare time available for actual schooling during the day. As Natalie had other better, exciting priorities. So much so that she ended up missing a lot of important lessons. For her there were just so many other things for teenage Natalie to be doing. As at the time she was far more focused on older boys and parties at the weekend, than her schoolwork. Eventually she got there though. One bit of good luck on finally leaving school was that with thanks to a friend of her mom’s, she got the chance to start training as a secretary for a car sales company. This created its own problems. With her own cash she started to live her own life, no longer managed by her mum. This now meant that she was working during the week but enjoying the freedom and definitely being a party animal on the weekends. The Fat, **, Chain Smoker Part 2 - Adulting Natalie moved out of her mum's flat as soon as she was twenty-one. Her new place was even smaller than the one she had moved out of. Her new place was a single room apartment. Natalie was of course smoking inside; she couldn't face going outside every five minutes. Living on her own she had her own financial squeeze. She then had to change from buying cigarette packs as she was smoking around forty cigarettes a day. With that habit, it soon dawned on her that this way was very expensive. Natalie already knew a very good solution, she switched back to making her own cigarettes, just like her mom. And just like her mum, not confined by the physical pack sizes, she soon started smoking a lot more. Natalie had always enjoyed smoking strong cigarettes. She liked Winston, Marlboro, L&M Red or the Yellow Camels. When making her own the tobacco was mostly Winston Red or if money was tight the cheapest one from the discount store. Around this time, she was only drinking at the weekends but as was her way, regularly getting close to blackout ** nearly every Friday and Saturday night. The drink was her release valve from behaving like a proper adult during the day. She would have the urge to get as ** as possible. Around that time she also was regularly changing her "boyfriends" and was unable to hold down any real serious relationship for any length of time. When she was twenty-four, she was at a party and met her current boyfriend Michael and the relationship with him changed her life a lot. Natalie had settled in on a new work life routine. Working all day meant she had to behave. She could no longer act like the bitchy rebel she had successfully portrayed at school. With reluctance that emotion was left to bottle up deep within. Her focus now was on trying to act the part of the sensible adult. Natalie calls that being her “Brave Girl”. There was no longer any showing off and proudly exaggerating the spitting chunks of hacked up phlegm between deep drags on smoke breaks, she had to stand there and have polite conversation about life and universe with a couple of smoker colleagues. There were also definitely no sneaked alcoholic drinks during the day at work. The number of times–back in school days she had freely and brazenly gulped beers on the bus on the way to school. She was a grown-up adult. That all had to stop. The drinking had gotten her into several difficult situations during her school life. There was a weekend where a group of them broke into school on a Saturday and left one classroom a complete mess, cigarette butts, spit, phlegm, and because of the amount they drank -vomit plus empty bottles and cans everywhere – but as Natalie had set out to break every rule going- She was going to have fun doing it. Now the slightly older and trying to be mature Natalie had to act grown up. Instead of being invited out drinking and dancing until the small hours of the night she was now more often trying to behave and be that “brave girl” at “boring” BBQ parties in the large and expensive gardens of her colleagues. But for her there was one party that would change her life once again, as over the burnt burgers Natalie met Michael there. He was tall, good looking, with short black hair, and importantly for Natalie he was clearly a smoker, which meant during the party he was standing outside with the other smokers most of the time. Natalie couldn't help but notice him out of the corner of his eye watching her, and other colleagues smoking. He took his time and several beers until he plucked up the courage and came over and introduced himself Instantly they had a connection. They started talking and enjoyably for Natalie he started throwing compliments at her. There was that buzz, alcohol plus compliments. It was the best feeling ever. Natalie was thriving off them which meant that even though she was trying her best to behave in front of her colleagues at the end of the evening she had gotten rather **. It was fun, he was funny, he had also started helping in a very romantic way. Lighting cigarettes for her and they began overly flirting with each other. At the end of the event, feeling both tipsy and excited from the interest of a tall handsome man, they exchanged numbers and agreed to meet again a few days later for lunch in a cafe that had a smoking section. That day was rather predictable, they got closer, grinning happily at each other they had their first kiss and with the excitement building decided to meet again the next day for dinner. Natalie was impressed by him, he seemed nice, he was genuinely funny, and wasn't at all condescending about her need to be continuously lighting up a cigarette, thankfully for her, he seemed to be a passionate smoker himself. A big bonus for Natalie was that he didn't seem to see it as a problem, that Natalie certainly didn't have the body or figure of a catwalk model. He even kept throwing compliments at her, about what she was wearing, how sexy she looked, and even delighted in looking at her tattoos. The dinner out the next evening was a wonderful evening. So much so that he had the enthusiasm to ask her in the cheesiest way if she wanted to chill and watch a movie afterwards. It soon dawned on them during the chat that her place was closest to the restaurant. There was suddenly a wave of panic as she was more than a bit ashamed of the state of her apartment. For Natalie, you don't get her curvy figure by being an overly active person. There is a continuous theme that ultimately, she is incredibly lazy. Life is **. Most evenings are spent sitting down, smoking, and drinking beers. That is her main priority as soon as she is in the door, and often in that order. She doesn't clean much, unless she really has to. When in the mornings after a brief look and she genuinely can't find any clean underwear or clothes or if in the kitchen there are no clean plates or glasses, she might then make the conscious effort to wash stuff. Her normal routine is to leave piles of dirty dishes and clothes, along with her very full ashtrays everywhere. She smokes so heavily in her apartment more often than not with the window only cracked open a little. When it's cold or blowing a strong wind, she will close the windows and reduce the amount of fresh air flowing in. This does mean that already the walls of her flat have started to be stained a little yellow. The idea of bringing a man back to the incredibly messy place, with her worn clothes and underwear which every night after a few beers could be taken off anywhere she felt like, and then left where they had finally fallen off. Around her one room place there were overflowing ashtrays and scattered white and grey ashes dropped from dangled or miss flicked cigarettes, along with bits of brown tobacco leaf from hurriedly ** machine rolled cigarettes dropped everywhere. For Natalie suddenly this whole situation was a very nervous proposition. She did her best to explain that as a busy working girl she really didn't have time to clean the apartment. Whilst also informing him that it was potentially, no, definitely very smokey inside, but too much relief- Michael said it was fine. As he was also smoking in his flat and actually loved the idea that they could smoke together inside. He definitely didn't give two monkeys whether the flat was tidy or not. He was just hoping it was his lucky night. With a grin and a kiss Michael talked her into it. She was so nervous, and as such decided that they should get another drink on the way. She found herself chain smoking as they walked. The fear building as they approached her apartment. Striding at his pace meant Natalie was soon out of breath from walking and then he hurriedly had her climbing the stairs at a pace. Michael was excited at the prospects ahead. Natalie was stressed at what was about to happen, not helped that she normally takes her time getting up to her apartment and moves a lot slower. To her surprise Michael praised her apartment. He said, “wow, nice place”, then focused on the unlit cigarette already between his lips as he flicked his lighter. Natalie was too busy scanning the room with fear taking the piles of dirty and worn clothes laying around that had never quite made it to the washing machine. The two of them headed to the sofa, and after Natalie hurriedly in a flurry of panicked movement removed a week-old greasy pizza box and a couple of her stray bras and discarded tops, they then quickly settled down. Then between kisses, they attempted to watch a movie. They continued to drink, and smoke. When her jeans, bra and panties were eventually discarded, landing on the floor, to be joined with his boxers, they had sex for the first time. The next morning, she woke up as usual, with her normal body shuddering, hacking wet cough. It was so loud, and she shakes so violently, it soon woke Michael up too. He groggily smiled and then between her heaving coughs, kissed her, grinning he quickly gave her a cigarette as he then moved, he coughed a few times himself. Between drags on her morning smoke, she let out yet more wet coughs as her lungs readjusted to being vertical. To help her soothe her throat and with no water available he handed her the half-finished glass of wine from the night before. As she gulped at it, as she said something like that she shouldn't be ashamed. She focused on finishing off the wine, he comforted her by telling Natalie that it was totally normal to cough up phlegm as a heavy smoker in the morning. He was glad that Natalie smoked so much as he smoked too. From that day forward, they started seeing each other more and more. There was definitely an excuse to go and see him after work. It did not take long until they officially got together. He was continuing to give her lots of compliments and more and more were about her smoking too. He made another step by even encouraging her to smoke more. He started buying her real cigarettes, so she did not have to keep rolling her own. He even started lighting up the next cigarette for her, when she had just finished one, telling her continuously how good she looked with a cigarette. Natalie thrived off the positive messages that he kept giving her. It made her have that feeling of being special and wanted. As time developed, she spent more time with him; she enjoyed his company and importantly the sex too. She soon noticed that he had got into the habit of casually playing with her breasts and vagina in the mornings all while she was busily focused on desperately chain smoking as many cigarettes as possible and importantly soothing her agitated coughing her lungs. It was fun to be played with whilst making her way through the very much needed first of three or four morning cigarettes. It was pleasurable in both senses, what he was doing and the nicotine. Having a noticeable smokers cough was now normal for her, she had always been surrounded by them. She had often listened to her mum and dad's cough in the flat, it was a familiar sound to hear as they moved around doing their tasks. There was almost always a click of the lighter afterwards and it was equally predictable. It was almost expected, and today, she would do the same as she went about her life. As such she never paid much attention to it. There was a way to solve it if her lungs got too uncomfortable and agitated, and that was by lighting another cigarette. The smoke soon soothed everything over. Natalie knew she was slightly twisted as she actually liked the feeling of successfully dislodging and getting the phlegm loose within her lungs, as she then could savour the tarry taste of the sticky ball as it reached her mouth. In her previous life as a bad girl persona, she would have shown off as she spat large globules of the rich tar tasting phlegm everywhere, but now she tried her best to control it by using the nearby sink or one of her numerous dirty empty glasses. When Michael was around or when being out on smoke breaks with colleagues she would behave and politely do her best to swallow it. The routine of morning sex became delightful for Natalie as Michael would light her cigarettes for her during the foreplay, there were no complaints from her as sex and nicotine cured both morning cravings. As Michael was pounding Natalie, he was continuously making positive comments like “your morning cough is the best alarm clock in the world” and “Natalie you look fucking sexy smoking”, and “how lucky your lungs are to get bathed in smoke”. These words did wonders to Natalie emotionally and for her enjoyment of life. It was something to look forward to. She was extremely happy about that situation as she sat there with her post coital cigarette and could relax, all troubles she had previously with ex-boyfriends and their endless complaining about her ALWAYS smoking vanished into a exhaled cloud with Michael being there. He was delightful, loving, and incredibly kind and supportive of Natalie. With a smile he was forever actively looking after her never ending nicotine cravings. As time went past it became obvious that whilst infatuated with Natalie and her body, he also clearly seemed to have a second kink, that of enjoying and sustaining her and almost ensuring that when together, she was always continuously smoking. On one of their regular very drunken Saturday nights she asked him directly about it – and his answer and subsequent conversations would lead to another big change in her life The Fat, **, Chain Smoker Part 3 - The Drink As it was Saturday night Natalie was happy, but predictably rather **, they had spent the whole night in a bar, one with the all-important smoking section. Throughout the course of the evening, she had enjoyed several beers, and as is her way when she was in the mood to get very **, several tequilas shot chasers. Whereas Michael was happy just sticking solidly with beer. With the pub nearing closing time they then staggered home arm in arm sometime after midnight. It was then that she realised quite how tipsy she was. It was also when she noticed how much she had smoked. Natalie had spent the evening happily smoking up a storm lighting cigarette after cigarette. Michael had kindly bought her a present of a big pack of L&M red for that evening – she had happily opened it as they had left the flat at around 8pm, and then by around 1 am, it was already nearly empty. The smoking did not stop with the freedom of being outside as she kept chain smoking as they walked back home. As she fell back on the sofa into her usual sprawled but comfortable position, Michael poured them both another drink. He then joined her, and they started passionately kissing, their fingers exploring each other's bodies. It was going so well. Both their tops were off, and their jeans were soon to follow as they were sitting there just wearing underwear as their fingers continued exploring all over each other, that was until mid-kiss, Natalie at first noticed that she got an annoying tickle in her throat. She tried to ignore it, focusing on kissing Michael. It could only last so long, before predictably, it caused a huge hacking coughing fit. Michael naturally and helpfully grabbed her pack of cigarettes and lit one up for her. There were no complaints, she swiftly took it from him. She needed the smoke sooner rather than later, as that particular coughing session was horrendous. She desperately dragged on the smoke, one lungful after another, trying to calm down her lungs. Michael then threw more praise at her as he said something like “Wow, you nearly finished that pack, together with all the cigarettes you smoked during the day, it must be a new record, you can be proud.” He smiled happily at the slightly confused Natalie. She then asked him directly, after forcing out her latest exhale as she finally stopped coughing if he actually had a thing for her smoking. At first, he looked a bit surprised as he certainly didn’t expect the question. Then after a few seconds of silence as his equally ** brain processed the question it eventually produced an answer. Michael had to admit he finds the idea of a girl smoking really sexy, that he also finds that Natalie looks incredible with a cigarette and that he enjoys smoking himself but there is more pleasure smoking with her. Natalie sat there and had the feeling there was more to come, so taking her time she took another deep drag and then as she exhaled in his direction asked him if it was her smoking that truly deeply turns him on. Highlighting that she had rather noticed the frequency of his watching of her smoking and on more than one occasion that he seemed to be a little more passionate during sex when she was also smoking. It was at that point that he gulped his drink and slowly nodding admitted that Natalie was right and apologised. He was ultimately afraid she would think that he was a total freak. He had tried to hide it, as he had a bad experience with an ex-girlfriend telling her about his fetish preferences in the past. It was then that Michael almost guiltily showered Natalie in praise, confirming that he loved her as a person, but that her smoking habit was definitely a huge turn on for him. Natalie was then rather ** but didn’t feel uncomfortable with the new information. She told him that it felt like a win-win situation for her – She was already heavily smoking already before she met him, and that she fully enjoys it. There wasn't a situation where she couldn’t imagine herself without a cigarette. As he was so often buying her tobacco or even treating her to several packs of cigarettes, it was an incredible bonus if her smoking those cigarettes made her even more sexy for him. There was a moment of quiet, she focused intently to chain light her next cigarette, as he watched on as her cheeks yet again collapsed around the cigarette as she pulled in the smoke. She exhaled and stared at him as they sat there in silence. He seemed relieved but at the same time still a bit uncomfortable, like there was something on his mind, bothering him. It was Natalie that spoke first. She affectionately squeezed his legs, as she asked him if everything was okay, and that this situation should have shown him that he can talk openly about his fantasies with her and that they were together, and that he didn’t need to feel ashamed. He asked her back what she liked about smoking, and they happily talked about the benefits they both saw. For Natalie the main one is that she likes the calming down effect it has, especially because it gives her a reason to have a break from work when she is stressed. She joked to Michael how much a cigarette was needed both before and after a double lesson at school. That moment was pure bliss. She actually likes the smell, and the overall feeling. Natalie knows it's an addiction talking but each cigarette smoked gives her a satisfying feeling that is such a pleasure, and genuinely makes her happy. They both were chain smoking during this conversation and Natalie was also still drinking equally heavily, continually topping up her glass of rum and cola and gulping down as if it was water. It was then that she then had another uncontrolled big hacking cough, having smoked well over sixty cigarettes that day, and Michael asked her what she felt about the negative effects of smoking. Natalie had never thought much about it, living for the next cigarette, for her the life of a smoker was fun, yes, she couldn’t help but notice the coughs, and in the mornings the feeling in her lungs of being congested as she liberated the gunk with her deep hacking coughs, plus that she is so often sick with every cold and bronchial illness going. However, for Natalie, she felt it was like it for years, it was nothing new, it had become routine, coughing and wheezing was just normal for her. Natalie tried to lighten the mood and made a joke that she would prefer dying not that old but happily smoking with lung cancer than getting really old but unhappy because she'd genuinely miss her cigarettes. That took Michael by surprise as he asked her if she meant that seriously and all Natalie could do was to nod in agreement and say “kinda yeah”. Natalie would like to say that of course she would love to live as long as possible, but you can never know, and life isn’t fun without risks. They were having a very drunken deep and meaningful moment. It was Michael's turn, he teased her by saying that he would tell Natalie something that may sound weird, and she shouldn’t judge him. They both put their cigarettes to their lips, and as the smoke billowed across the room it came out of him. Michael declared that he finds the thoughts of black tar filled lungs on a pretty girl sexy, totally enthralling. Added to that lung damage created by a woman continuously enjoying her cigarettes is a real turn on for him. He also genuinely loved Natalie’s story of growing up with a chain-smoking mother, at just how young Natalie started her own smoke-filled journey, along with and just how much she smokes now. He loves all the smoke related things about Natalie that tell him just how heavy a smoker she is, and how devoted to her habit she is. How much he enjoys her showing off just how much she fully enjoys every single cigarette smoked. Then there were the effects, the obvious shortness of breath after walking anywhere, especially upstairs, her continuous rumbles of thunder that are her smokers’ cough. He was also convinced that they had gotten worse over the last few months they have been together. Then there were her slightly yellow teeth and her fatty porous skin. He knew that it all sounds disgusting to some, but for him he explained, this was ultimately how his dream girl looks and sounds and that there is literally nothing more about a girl that was sexy for him. Natalie was genuinely confused at what she had just heard. The only thing she could do was just drag harder on her cigarette. Her heart was pounding. She didn’t know if she should feel honoured or shocked by that confession. As such she told him exactly that – he understood. She quickly lit a new cigarette, and he asked her to take a deep inhale and describe what she felt and liked about it. ** Natalie took a huge drag on the cigarette yet again, she noticed while inhaling that her lungs and chest felt heavy, but she enjoyed that feeling as the smoke filled the void. He smiled, and stated for him that was a sign that she enjoyed the damage that smoking does. He surmised that Natalie had just not been aware of it so far. As the night progressed, they were steadily getting even drunker, but importantly more comfortable with each other's deep probing questions, and as they had started, he continued asking her difficult ‘setting the world to right questions’, like what would change for her regarding smoking in a perfect world? Natalie replied that in her perfect world she would be able to freely smoke all day every day, as she wishes there wouldn’t be restrictions at work where she couldn’t smoke. Sitting at her desk is hard work without a cigarette. For Michael that again that was a sign that Natalie enjoys the “darkside” as he called it. They drank, smoked, groped, kissed and talked more. Natalie doesn't remember most of the remaining details, the rest of the night is as hazy as the smoke. She can just about vaguely remember that they ended up in bed having passionate sex and that she woke up the following morning yet again coughing heavily with the added bonus of an equally large monster of a hangover. TBC
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🐷🤫 Stealing my friends' food 🫣 🐷 That night, Juicy tried to sleep, but something was stopping her: her appetite 🫣 She tried to sleep, tossing and turning, but just the thought of having food in the fridge waiting for her wouldn't let her fall asleep 🤤 She got up and went straight to the refrigerator... She hesitated for a few seconds, but made the decision: to grab all the food that belonged to her friends: the other day's lunch! 🤫 😏 Juicy happily headed to the hotel yard, a little afraid that someone would see her being a pig at 3 a.m 😅 After a few minutes of waiting and craving that food so much, she went to her room, got comfortable, and began to devour two delicious burgers and some lasagna 🐷 That's what you needed, right, pig? To fill your belly so you could go to sleep peacefully 😴 IN THIS CLIP YOU CAN FIND: STUFFING-FAT TALK(english subtitles)-BURPS-BELLY PLAY 💕Don't miss it, I know you'll love it 💕 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Remember: if you enjoyed this clip let me know with your reactions, comments or in a review 🙌✨ 🥰✨ Thank you for always supporting me, I love you, juicy angel ✨🥰$8.99
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Late-night snacks, lazy mornings, and way too much takeout… We both know we should’ve seen this coming. Living together has made us total gluttons, and honestly? I wouldn’t change a thing. Slipping into your hoodie (which definitely used to fit better), I cuddle up with our latest fast food feast—just another morning of indulging together. We’ve both been growing softer, lazier… and I can tell you love it just as much as I do. So, tell me… should we keep going? Keep getting softer, heavier… together? 😏 I can already picture us—outgrowing everything, including the couch, ordering even more food just because we can… You want that too, don’t you? 💕$7.99
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🔥💖Almost 19 minutes lazy video 😴🥱, Got up so lazy that I can only think about going back to bed 🛌while all the gases 🤢🤢🤢in my body start to come out in the beginning of the day, many yawns, burps, hiccups and farts throughout the video, main goal is to sleep well everytime, when that happens I never get up in a bad mood, !! Look at my 🐷🐽 pijama and plush doll suits me very well ❤️💖❤️💖$6.99
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¡Welcome to the first Juicy Sale of the year! This time, I bring you 4 different videos with a great discount so you can enjoy them all 😋💕 🐷 After party in my bed: Cristmas leftovers 🐷 After going out to the club and standing for 5 hours, my feet decided to say NO, and my stomach said: ¿what are we doing here and not at home resting and eating? So I listened to my body and ordered an uber to get home and eat the leftovers from the night 😏 I felt like my feet were going to explode! So I grabbed my food and laid down on the bed, still a little **, I finished my vitel tone sandwich with a can of sprite, falling asleep with a full belly 😅 That day I was pretty ** and tired, but now that I see myself in that state, I surprise myself, I could have gone straight to sleep, but obviously it wouldn't be that way with me lol the first thing I did was open the fridge 🤭 🙂↕️ 💕You can't miss it 💕$7.50
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🌟🦋Hey Curvage🦋🌟 Welcome to my 7-day bloat challenge! In this clip I’m drinking Vimto! watch as I try to down a whole 2 litres of it! My stomach grows and pressure builds with just how much fizzy gas goes inside of me! I’m blowing up like a balloon. It starts to turn me on, feeling so full and round. The noises and gas start to rumble. I stroke and jiggle my belly for you and end up getting a sugar rush at the end. I’m definitely going to struggle with the rest! follow for more soda challenges in the coming weeks! please be aware audio in this clip is slightly distorted but is now fixed for future clips If you enjoyed please leave a review, it means a lot 💙 Blue x$6.99
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Sorry my tv was a little loud my phone stand was kinda close to the tv and didn’t realize until after 🥲 but i’m so excited to say this was my biggest stuffing i had done in so long. HUGE Taco bell x Dominos!! didn’t get to finish all of it in one go sadly but finished the rest later that night ! 😋 i had so much fun stuffing and having my feeder watching me stuff myself behind the camera and encouraging me 🥵 god this one was so hot to make lol! but i’m excited to be uploading more and getting back into feederism full time!!$5
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Scarlett Venom has been working on gaining for you. She's off to a good start- she's put on around 20 pounds for you! But it's not enough. She knows you still want her to get much fatter, so she's been sitting in bed stuffing herself all day with snack cakes, chips, fast food, and pizza. She loves her new lazy fat lifestyle. All she has to do is lay around and eat. It's a dream come true!$8.99
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Hiiii! Finally a new video after xmas hehe so these weeks i really get fatter than the last KFC vid, so i was eating to much on december and i start to drink weightgain shakes at late night🐖✨ Weight Gain Shake has: • Milk🥛 • Butter🧈 • Vainilla Ice Cream🍦 •Chocolate Milk🍫 I really wants to get fatter!🐖 Now my IMC indique obesity🐷 *The audio is in Spanish*$9.99