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So since I love treats so much 🤤, I've decided to treat you all by taking requests. Let me know what you guys would like to see, and your piggy princess over here will do her best to make it happen xoxo

Diana Damrau is a beautiful German top-notch opera singer Before: starts with slender houglass figure and generally model looks

Former Asia's next top model Clara Tan has gained 17 kg! She gained weight so quickly that you can clearly see the stretch marks. https://www.preview.ph/beauty/clara-tan-asntm-weight-gain-photos-a00318-20201029

Can someone put some more weight on Billie ? Like make her real fat

Hey everyone! I’m pretty new to the community it y and really love before and afters but more so of the extreme variety...if anyone has any information or can lea Dane to videos or pictures of drastically different before and afters, where women have put on significant amounts of weight I would really appreciate it!

Weight gain

So, I have basically told her about my fetish in the first days of our relationship. She had no hesitation to try something new. She was starving herself with diets, being almost anorexic before meeting me. It was like a new world to her... And now... Look how the tides have turned

I’m excited to finally pull this one together for you guys.. waited this one out a while to make sure my eyes weren’t just playing tricks on me, but I think it’s safe to say the pounds are creeping up on yet another Miss America. Camille went from regular college student who hadn’t competed in pageants for 6 years to giving herself just 3 weeks to prep to win Miss Dominion in April 2019. And then Miss Virginia by June 2019. It’s pretty clear she lost some weight leading up to those competitions. Not much, but certainly toned up in a few areas. Around the same time, she started a PhD program at her school. I’ll try to start out with a before Miss Va picture and then move on through her time as Miss VA chronologically. I did notice that during her stint as Miss Va, they often had her pose with snacks and treats and she would hold them in a way where you could tell she set them down without eating them after the picture was taken, but it slowly starts to change as the pictures go on.. the poses often have half eaten ice cream cones and donuts. It’s clear too that some of her overall trim has cut back and began to fade by the end of her run. Part 2 to be continued... for now, here’s some befores and her run through 2019 as Miss Va.. Feb 2018 (end of Sr year college) April 2019 (Miss Dominion) June - Sep 2019 (Miss Va).. to be continued thru Dec.. June 2019 August 19

Bigger than a dream come true Chapter 1 Jack Jack Hooper could honestly say that he loved his wife Carly more than anyone else and still found her the most beautiful woman in the world. They had known each other since kindergarden and had always been best friends during that time, been each other’s first date, dated in fact all throughout high school and college then once they graduated he immediately proposed to her and she happily accepted, making him feel like the luckiest guy in the world. However now married and working from home having started up their own highly successful software company together, they were both doing quite well financially. They had both wanted children, only to learn after a year of trying that Carly was infertile and was unable to have children, they were devastated but he loved Carly too much to let it get to him even though she felt extremely guilty for not being able to provide Jack with the children they had both really wanted. He found himself constantly needing to tell her that it was okay, that she was more than enough for him as his family (his own parents had both died years ago and he was an only child) but Carly still was taking it hard. He of course also suggested they could adopt, but the process was quite lengthy and it could take years before that would actually happen. Despite not being able to have children, still Jack and Carly had plenty to be happy about, many people would say that they had it all, an already successful business that was making them plenty of money for people their age, and they had each other: Jack had a beautiful and amazing wife that loved him and Carly had a handsome and amazing husband that loved her just as much. Yet something nagged at Jack, it had in fact since he was a very young teenager just discovering girls and he hadn’t been completely able to get rid of it out of his thoughts even as he fell more and more in love with his best friend and now wife. Most people would say Carly was very attractive and he would be the first person to agree, a slim but somewhat curvy figure with 32 c-cup breasts, a nice firm bum, and what was widely considered her most noticeable and best feature: her gorgeous very long blonde hair that went all the way to her knees that he loved helping her brush each day. There really was plenty to like about her and yet...he couldn’t help but wish that there was even more to like about her. He couldn’t help it, but ever since he’d found himself liking girls, he found himself much more attracted to bigger girls, ones with big, huge fat breasts that wobbled as they walked; with proud, massive bellies that stuck far past their plump faces and multiple chins, and giant bums that could take up and even overflow the chairs that they sat on. In truth there wasn’t any limit to how big they could be and he would still like them, the bigger and the fatter the better in fact in his opinion. Still since his wife Carly was so very not what his particular unfortunate preference for women was, he however did his best to keep that preference to himself and instead focus on what Carly did have and he would definitely say she still had an amazing body that he practically worshipped. In particular he spent most of his time playing with her c-cup breasts, which were nothing to scoff at for someone at her size and weight and were the fattest part of her. Yet even as he played with them or massaged the rest of her body during their very frequent intercourse, he couldn’t help but get more turned on by imagining her body somehow getting fatter. One day however as they went grocery shopping together, they both spotted a very obese woman riding in an electric wheelchair. The woman was just plain massive, her gut pushing up against the front of the cart, her huge breasts pushed up in front of her fat face, and her huge butt overflowing both sides of the wheelchair. He really just couldn’t help himself, he outright stared at the woman. Up until now he’d been so good at hiding his secret fetish and desires, but placed so deliciously in front of such temptation...he just couldn’t stop staring. If he’d only looked for a short while, it would have been understandable, women that fat would have gotten anyone’s attention, if only to gawk at how disgustingly obese they were, but his look clearly went beyond that. He was finally broken out of it by Carly talking to him but he couldn’t tell what. Forcing himself to look away, he instead looked at Carly, who had a concerned look on her face. She had definitely noticed him staring at the woman. “What Carly?” He asked, trying not to look back at the obese woman again. Carly seemed to still be studying him for a long moment before shaking her head and saying, “do you think we should get some broccoli for dinner?” Personally he was wishing that she was suggesting something much more fattening, but still agreed. They finished the rest of their shopping trip, with Carly mostly getting healthy foods, but seemingly at the last minute, getting a big bag of potato ships, and chocolate chip cookies. Since Carly had always worried about eating healthy, this surprised him, but he certainly wasn’t going to argue. Carly Carly had of course caught her husband staring at the very fat woman in the store, at first she had thought he was staring as anyone might have at just how huge and fat that woman was, even in today’s obesity riddled world such a woman was a rare sight. However Jack had been looking at the woman with obvious great lust in his eyes, the way he often looked at her like she was the most beautiful woman in the world only this...was something more than that. With a sudden moment of clarity, she realized something she should have figured out a long time ago: Jack liked fat girls...evidently very fat girls. This really wasn’t the first time that she had seen Jack look at a fat or very fat girl for longer than would be normal to look at another person, he just hadn’t looked for so long before that she had noticed or thought much of it at the time, but putting all those instances together...it was now painfully clear just what kind of girl her husband liked. She knew Jack would never act on such desires as he really did love her, she was sure of that, and he seemed to have been trying hard not to stare at the woman, he just couldn’t seem to help himself in that moment and in a way while difficult for her to process, it was good that he had and she had caught him staring as it told her a lot about him, a side to him that he’d never let himself show to her. Why wouldn’t he though? They shared everything to each other, so why wouldn’t he share this to her? Looking down at her somewhat thin body however the answer was obvious: he didn’t want her to feel bad or ask her to be something she wasn’t. All that being said, now that it seemed she might have finally learned a long kept secret from Jack and if Jack did indeed like very fat girls as she suspected...she was so very not and now she was worried about that. Was she really enough for him? Of course she was, she chided herself, Jack definitely loved her and found her beautiful but… She could just simply ignore what she might have learned and try to forget about it, she knew Jack would never bring it up if he hadn’t by now but… Again there was that but, a rather big but, a but bigger than that obese woman’s butt had been and she knew it was going to nag at her until she was really able to find out the truth and see if her suspicions were correct. She realized she really needed to find out. Jack After getting home and finishing putting away the groceries, Carly then immediately instigated sex, which he happily agreed to. It ended up being amazing sex, but he still felt guilty as the reason it was so amazing was that he couldn’t help but think of the obese woman that they had met in the store while they did it. After having had sex however, Carly surprisingly pushed him away with a look of concern on her face. “What’s wrong Carly?” He asked worriedly. She sighed as she asked, “do you find me attractive?” He smiled and told her honestly, “I very much do and I love you” She smiled back as she could tell that he meant it as she said, “I love you too but I guess I could always tell something was missing...and now I feel like I’ve finally figured it out. You like fat girls don’t you?” His heart stopped, he’d never wanted Carly to find this out but since she had, he felt he couldn’t lie to her. “Yes,” He confirmed, feeling incredibly guilty as he tried then to avoid her feeling bad and immediately add, “but I still think you are the most beautiful girl in the world to me, I mean that.” She smiled at the compliment but then let out a long sigh and looked at him for a long moment, her mind trying to process this new revelation about him before finally asking tentatively, “so what do you like about fat girls anyway?” He hesitated to answer but finally decided to admit, “everything, just how huge their breasts, bellies, and bums are, the way everything can wobble and shake as they walk. Just how much of them there is to love.” She slowly nodded before then asking, “do you wish that I was fatter?” She’d asked him the one question he’d secretly thought of countless times, he couldn’t help himself, he loved Carly the way that she was however he wanted he would absolutely love it if she was fatter, much fatter, as fat as that obese woman had been at the store or even bigger...but he definitely couldn’t tell her that. She would not only be disgusted but also feel terrible and he couldn’t do that to her. “I love you and find you beautiful just the way you are,” He answered immediately. “That’s not what I asked,” Carly pointed out, “do you wish that I was fatter?” So that was the major question again, one she wasn’t going to let him off the hook before getting an answer and he finally realized he had to answer honestly. “Yes,” He admitted guiltily. She looked at him for a long moment before then saying, “I’m going to have to think about this for a while.” “Of course,” He said, unsure what else to say now that his big secret was out. They didn’t talk for another couple of hours, he focused on getting work done for his father’s and his company but his heart wasn’t in it as he worried about Carly and how she now felt about him. Carly Following her talk with Jack Carly went into the bathroom and stripped naked to look herself over in the mirror. To most people she had an incredible body and she often got plenty of compliments on her lean but somewhat curvy figure. She knew Jack really did love her the way she was and would never expect her to change just for him. That being said, she had actually grown out her very long hair just for him as she knew how much he liked that. Or at least at first she had agreed to grow her hair out for him, by now she liked it just as much as he did, not only because of all the compliments Jack and everyone else gave her, but how much she liked it and made her feel beautiful. She had come to realize over the years spent with Jack, practically her whole life in fact, that she usually tended to embrace and enjoy whatever Jack did while he tended to be the same with her interests. They were of course their own people, but they were also the best of friends and definitely enjoyed each other’s company more than any other and they usually enjoyed whatever the other wanted to do. Yet purposefully gaining weight was a different story altogether. All her life, society had told her that being fat was unhealthy and not good for you and being thin was good and beautiful. It was hard to get past that. Yet she desperately wanted to be the absolute most beautiful that she could for Jack and if he would like her even more if she put on some weight… It really wouldn’t make much of a difference she reasoned if she gained a few pounds, not enough to be truly unhealthy but enough for Jack to appreciate the effort. Actually it really wouldn’t even be much of an effort, all she really needed to do was stop limiting herself on just healthy foods and finally give in to all her cravings she often had. In a way it was sort of like a small dream come true as she could eat whatever she wanted for a while and not worry about gaining too much weight as her husband would actually like it. Carly ran her hands along her body, thinking about what it would be like to fatter, not downright obese like the woman in the store, but having put on 10 or 20 or maybe 30 pounds. It really wouldn’t be so bad to have a little more curves on her. She lifted up the fattest part of her, her breasts. They were considered a nice size by most, but she had always secretly wished that they were bigger. Having some of the weight go to these would actually be really nice. Looking over her body one last time she made a decision...one that would ultimately completely change her life and that of her husband's. Please Review!

Hi all! This essay is the first chapter of a weight gain fantasy that I'm writing. Hope you like it! Chapter 1: Gotta get to class beep … Beep … BEEP … *thump* Allie’s soft palm stifled her alarm clock with reluctant heaviness. A cat nap was not enough to ameliorate the symptoms of yet another all-nighter, but it would have to hold her over. College was far more challenging than the high school curriculum that faded into the rearview mirror when she left home. Advanced microbiology lab would start promptly at 5:45 pm. If Allie wanted to eat dinner beforehand, she would have to hit the dining hall soon. Donning a pair of faded, baggy daisy dukes and a breathable tank top, Allie shuffled out of the dorm. Still dazed from her afternoon respite, Allie winced under the bright afternoon sun. She quickly acclimated, as the gentle rays danced across her fair skin. Bright light glinted off her flowing mop of chestnut hair, draped casually across her shoulders. The hem of her tank top rose slightly, as she raised her arms to corral the unruly strands into a convenient pony tail. Warm sunlight caressed her exposed navel. It sent a subtle signal, indicating immodesty to the small-town sweetheart. She quickly tugged her top back down. The blush on Allie’s face was barely discernable as she realized that it was getting harder to conceal her midriff. A strait-laced upbringing left Allie adept at hiding feelings that might belie her reputation as an uncorrupted, straight A student-athlete. Her former cross-country coach would surely chide her if he saw the growing body of evidence indicating that she hadn’t maintained her training. A stray frisbee skittered across the sidewalk chalk, snapping Allie back to attention. “Toss it here!” huffed an exasperated, blonde freshie. Sweat glinted off her ruddy complexion, as she clapped her hands in anticipation of Allie’s toss. With a disagreeing sigh, Allie flicked the disc back to the girl. She simply couldn’t understand why her peers squandered so much time on the quad, when they should be studying for the first round of midterms. They loomed just weeks away. As Allie crossed the threshold into her favorite dining hall, the scent of freshly baked bread washed away her stress. Crackling ovens churned out new loaves, along with pizzas, toasted subs, and the other carb-filled delights. Such delicacies had been forbidden to the teenage track star. A wry smile stretched across Allie’s face as she placed her order. Two slices of pepperoni and sausage, a side order of breadsticks, and a large Coke. Can’t forget the dipping sauce! With college came the freedom to indulge. Diagrams of plant and animal cells danced across Allie’s iPad as she prepped for her upcoming lab. As an aspiring microbiologist, she wanted nothing more than to ace this class. It was rare for a first-year student to get into such a seminar, and Allie relished the opportunity. Chewing absentmindedly, she settled into the cheesy bliss of her entrée, losing herself in a combination of savory flavors and passion for science. Gradual pressure against her waistband coaxed her out of the splendor. She rubbed her taut waistline, hoping nobody would notice her food baby bulge. Booth cushions groaned as Allie heaved herself from the table. Despite her sauntering pace, she arrived at the lab with time to spare. Her classmates were busy chatting about the upcoming football game, or the scuttlebutt from the latest kegger. Muffled rhythms emitted by the headphones of screen-obsessed introverts sailed hauntingly above the din. As she arranged her notes and calibrated her microscope, a welcome voice cut through the dull roar. “Hey there lab mate, ready for some science?” Jennifer plunked her blue JanSport backpack on the table, taking the seat next to Allie. She chomped into a panini as she waited for a reply. “No food in the lab, Jen!” smirked Allie, scanning the room to see if the teaching assistant had arrived. Allie was relieved by her friend’s presence, even if she was cavalier about lab safety. “Well then, help me finish,” Jen playfully commanded, thrusting half her toasted treat towards the already stuffed Allie. Not wanting to offend her gifted lab mate, Allie obliged. Jen was a brilliant student, sporting a high school transcript adorned with AP credits. As the only sophomore to be elected president of the Microbiology Club, she was a role model to Allie. After scoffing down her half of the panini, Allie hoped nobody could hear her overfilled belly groan. She disappeared into a flowing, white lab coat to cover her swelling stomach. After putting down her backpack, Jen walked to the glass cabinet containing the microscopes. The swoosh of her loose-fitting, jet black tunic top caught Allie’s eye as she walked away. It perfectly matched Jen’s soft, fastidious, pixie cut hairstyle. In the reflection of the glass, Jen’s piercing blue eyes and red lips stood out like sapphires and rubies spaced symmetrically across her snow-white complexion. The surgically precise horizontal line cut sharply by her bangs juxtaposed the enticing softness of her visage, with chubby cheeks flexed in a permanent smile. She exuded confidence. She held her chin up high, unabashed by the soft roll of pudge underneath, threatening to sprout a double chin. Jen turned slightly to the side as she slid the cabinet doors open. Her ample breasts, proudly protruding like the twin hulls of an ocean-faring catamaran, demanded too much space for her to casually pluck the scope off the shelf while facing it squarely. Her thick fingers and pudgy wrists, flexed against the cabinet’s handle, indicated the decadence of her life. No calluses from manual toil, only smooth softness. Her thighs had grown broad and sturdy, from holding up a pudgy torso. The dark blue jeans stretched across them looked worn between her thighs, as if the friction was taking its toll, but she still retained the supple physique of a girl who could be nimble, if necessary. Jen’s ample backside offset the perky melons barely contained by the upper half of her frame. Her ass could serve as a shelf, if someone needed to put down their beer at at party. Jen’s scope was one shelf too high for her 5’4” stature to easily reach. Her thick, supple arms reached overhead, to grab the base of her assigned equipment. With a guilty side-eyed glance, Allie caught a glimpse of Jen’s side-boob. The rising flutter of Jen’s top revealed two deep dimples on her lower back, just above her beltline. Allie melted. They didn’t make girls like Jen in Allie’s hometown. Bright, curious, sassy, and curvy. She was something new and enticing to Allie, who grew up in a culture where all the girls were expected to be sticks. Jen’s thick physique came with an independent, unique confidence that Allie found irresistible. With a clang, the doors in front of the lab swung open, heralding the arrival of the teaching assistant. A portly red-head in a flowing blue sundress and tight black leggings strode briskly to the front of the room. Her ample bosom rose and fell with each breath, as she placed a stack of papers on her desk. “Ok, class, settle down,” she commanded, with her hands placed atop her wide, hourglass hips. “While we’re waiting for lab to start, come get your quizzes! You’ll need them to study for your midterms!” Allie’s heart raced as she approached the TA’s desk. After shuffling through the papers, she came across her quiz, folded in nearly in half, so only her name was visible towards the top of the sheet. She scurried back to her seat. With trepidation, she unfolded the quiz. Allie’s heart sank. “Hey, you got an 82! Good job,” complimented Jen, while she finished setting up her microscope. “The class average was like a 76.” “Thanks,” quipped Allie, from behind a forced smile. “But I was hoping for better. Getting an A in this class is really important to me,” she confided. Jen couldn’t help but notice Allie’s disappointment. Jen had picked up her quiz before class, at the TA's office hours. She decided to keep her 98 out of the conversation. “Well, if you have some free time tomorrow afternoon, hit me up! Some of my sisters and I have a study group for this class. You’re welcome to join.” Allie beamed with newfound encouragement. “Thanks Jen! Text me the details, and I’ll be there.” Four hours later, the microbiology lab finally drew to a close. Allie was exhausted. She still had a bit of studying to do, so she stopped by the library on her way home. To stay awake, she decided to grab a coffee from the barista strategically placed right inside the library foyer. When she was in training for a track meet or cross-country race, Allie wouldn’t be caught dead with anything other than a black coffee or tea. All the missed opportunities of her youth haunted her taste buds like gustatory ghosts, warning her not to make the same mistake twice. “I’ll have a grande white chocolate mocha, please,” Allie mumbled to the barista, bashfully. Diligently, the barista’s stubble parted with a Human Resources approved smile, cocked his head to the side, and enticed her with a polite, “Will that be all?” “And a chocolate chunk cookie,” blurted the encouraged Allie. Internally, she rationalized “I deserve it, after that demanding lab.” Allie found a quiet table, reviewed her notes, and absentmindedly slurped down 600 calories of caffeinated sugar. She topped it off with every crumb of a cookie that could serve as a dinner plate for a more modest dieter. After returning to her dorm, the only thought on Allie’s mind was to shower off the stress of the day and go to sleep. It wasn’t long after closing the bedroom door that her daisy dukes and tank top were plunked unceremoniously in the hamper. Allie reached for the towel hanging by her mirror. What she saw looking back at her took her breath away. Allie’s gut, freed from the confines of her jean shorts, retained a thin red streak across the circumference of her bloated waist, serving as a remembrance of her belt line’s tyranny. Her jaw dropped, as her plump pointer finger traced its outline, just beneath her deepening navel. When she was a runner, she clearly sported an outie. It stood proudly beside her hardened six-pack, an ironic symbol of discipline, considering she couldn’t drink if she wanted to maintain it. In a matter of months since high school graduation, that testament to tenacious athleticism had been smothered under a smooth mound of fat, buried like the memories of all the nights she went to bed hungry. Allie cupped her budding belly in both hands, staring into the mirror, befuddled at the newfound curves. “I’m just a little bloated from the pizza,” she told herself, ignoring the love handle humps protruding above her panties. Giving her belly a gentle shake, she couldn’t help but notice how heavy it felt. She turned sideways, curious to see if her tubby tummy extended past her tits. Looking down, it was hard to see over their bloated bumps. They had grown to the point of straining her bra, spilling over the sides. In high school, her caloric deficit left her flat-chested. Faint, pink stretch marks near her armpits served as evidence that her resurgent womanhood wouldn’t be caged in the cramped sports bra of a track jersey any longer. Modest mounds that could be easily covered by Allie’s palms now stretched past even her splayed out fingers. “They’ve gotta be at least D’s by now,” Allie pondered, as she bounced them up and down, admiring their heft. The motion sent shockwaves rippling across her newly added abdominal adipose. It was the jiggling of cellulite on Allie’s ass and thighs that really caught her attention. While grabbing a handful of her softening hindquarters, she chortled at the thought of squeezing into her old, skimpy running shorts. “There’s no way all this would fit,” she joked, playfully spanking herself. “Coach would be so pissed.” That thought stuck with Allie as she wrapped her corpulent frame in the soft cotton of her towel, and jiggled her way to the shower. She felt so naughty as she rubbed soap suds across her burgeoning curves. She wasn’t supposed to look like this. Like a girl four months pregnant. As her gluttonous meals plodded through her digestive system, her overworked anatomy gurgled in complaint. Her hand slid to the underside of her belly, in a subconscious attempt to quiet the rumbling. As the warm water dripped down Allie’s plump stomach, she could feel little streams starting to form in the wrinkles of fat on her hips. They funneled the flow down to the crease where her chubby thighs met her widening hips. All that steamy water couldn’t stop Allie from shivering, as the excitement of her defiant, lazy lifestyle crashed against her willpower to remain fit and pure. Her hand ventured further south, past her flabby lower belly. She discovered that even the lips of her inexperienced vagina had grown pudgier. They tingled against her soft fingers, and enticingly parted. Allie’s pussy rivaled the hydration of the shower, and as she rubbed herself, the quivers rippled across her fattened body. It only served to urge her onward. As her throbbing clit began to stand out, she realized she still had one outie to play with. Allie knew she should be looking for a professional college boy with a good degree, but she just couldn't keep Jen out of her mind. She wondered whose voluptuous breasts were larger, whose belly softer... Allie would sleep well that night, and dream of the study group waiting for her tomorrow.

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Hey guys, this isn’t just a repost I just wanted to make another topic in a more relevant area where people might be browsing more often. This is where I’ll be continuing to post my works.

Hey guys, so just wanted to introduce myself. I’ve actually been lurking on this site for 7 years but haven’t really contributed anything. That’s going to change since my 3 year art journey has brought me to a place where I’m being commissioned to do erotic art for short story covers. So I thought, I might as well make a totally separate professional account so I can seperate my SFW from my NSFW pieces and channel 2 different audiences. so yeah here’s some sample art works that I’ve done in the distant past. My most recent one is the wife being turned on in the kitchen scene. This is my unfinished draft of the first cover of these short stories I’m being commissioned to illustrate. if you like these and would like to see more I might make a separate ** too for this sort of thing. Also, I’m not entirely sure about this site’s policy on nudity so mods feel free to elaborate if my art works are crossing a line.

I am looking for a story where a hot "well behaved“ (e.g. never burps or if she burps she is ashamed) girl gets fatter and increasingly loses her manners e.g. she burps more often or doesn‘t care about her looks A bit like „Fail better“ from berserker1133 thank you

Hi my girlfriend has been slowly gaining weight and shes started drinking protein shakes. So she wants to know what is the best on the shelf protein drink?

My girlfriend has always struggled a little with her weight; she's a curvy girl with a big sweet tooth and a general tendency to snack. But what has previously been a slowly-creeping on weight gain in the years we've been together has kicked up a notch during quarantine. I think she looks amazing, and want to help her embrace being bigger, but she's pretty averse to gaining weight. Wondering if others think she's right and should lose weight, or if the weight is working for her, and that she should lean into it and put on a few more pounds? Before: After

Jessica is 25 years old. She has long brown hair and blue eyes. She is 5ft 10ins (1.78m) tall. She had a amazing body but she loves food. Over the years her metabolism has slowed down, and she gained weight every year. 2016 She has a really nice body and she had not post with food this year. 2017 This year she started eating junk food, and she gained weight but less. 2018 Entering the year in form, Jessica started sharing food images more often this year. These foods she shared were also junk foods that usually gained weight. And she could not escape it and continued to gain weight this year as well. Her face was starting to swell, her legs were getting thicker. We have no idea about her belly because most of her photos are shopped. Besides these, his arms were also thickened.

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Hi! I am Sydney, I am joining because I want everyone to watch me make a pig of myself I'm 22 and 4"10, which is incredibly short if you don't know. I used to weigh about 115 a few years ago and gradually gained weight over the years on accident. But this last year I've packed on 20 lbs and I know now that diets are pointless and I am going to become a fat pig whether I want to or not. I weigh about 160 now, and undoubtedly much more very soon. So, hello all! I would love to meet feeders/friends/sponsors/etc.

My girlfriend has unintentionally gained 50lbs over quarantine, partly my fault lol

What are you guys looking for in a video. I know it can be hard to find. I seem to struggle hard to find exactly what i want. Now understand if there is a special request i need time to get what ever it may be. But i really what to be able to make videos that favor the people who are weirdly specific like me.

Hello, I wanted to start a thread to share some of my experience with my fattening girlfriend. Before I start, I want everyone to feel free to ask me questions, share their thoughts, ... Just a few words about me : I like all kind of shapes (thin, chubby, BBW) but over time I got more turned on by fat girls and I would consider myself a feeder if I could share my kink with the girl I like. Otherwise, I wouldn't like to feed a girl who's not interested. So I wasn't specifically looking for someone who'd like to get bigger. I met my girlfriend a couple of years ago. Back then, she was thin, around 140 lbs for 5,5". She was very active back then and used to workout every week. Over the years she gained a bit of weight but that's happening to a lot of women living in a relationship. She gained around 10lbs and was 150lbs back then. Last year we started living together and then things slowly changed. Over time, she started going less and less to the gym and snacking more. We went more often to restaurants, fast food, ... A couple of months ago, during the quarantine, she completely abandoned any kind of physical activities besides sex. We've been both pretty lazy, spending time going to work and watching TV, video games, cooking and resting on the couch. She then started snacking a lot more, buying all kind of sweets, icecream, etc. I noticed with time that she gained weight. Lately she weighed herself and the scale said 170lbs. She was kind of shocked because she gained 20lbs in less than a year. Of course, she said she'll start working out again but is still pretty lazy. I started noticing through time that her legs got a lot bigger and started to rub each other. She developed love handles, a little pouch and her ass grew really big compared to when we met. She seems to be a bottom heavy. Moreover, her legs and ass is starting to get covered in cellulite and she got little stretch marks too. Needless to say, all this pleased me, especially when during sex she said once "Isn't my belly starting to hang a bit when I'm on top?". I reassured her and started admitting that I like her bigger and think she's sexier fatter. I'll update this thread when I have something interesting to say. Meanwhile do not hesitate to comment, I'll be happy to answer all kind of questions. I might post some pics but first I need the lady's agreement. She knows I like big girls but is not aware of the feederism community. She also knows I like her bigger and that I don't mind if she gains weight.

Hey Wonderful Readers, after finishing my first story with the Amazing @Batman76’s ruleset, I’ve decided to move my following posts for my second one to a separate topic as to not clutter the original thread whenever I’m being extra productive! Here’s to the Next Chapter of these ever expanding adventures into ample obesity, to the Eclipse of Alivia! ( Original Thread Here )

So I have a few examples of this but this girl who went to my high school who was always a bit chubby and very bottom heavy has made a couple of posts on Twitter that caught my eye. She's been steadily gaining a ton of weight like again before she was probably 170ish she was rather short. But a couple years after graduation I ran into her again and she easily gained probably 80 lbs or so she was huge!!! And like still very bottom heavy. Like each of her cheeks were easily over a foot in size! Last year she made a post saying that her fat pants that used to be extremely loose on her a few yrs ago were tight now. And last year when I ran into her again I saw why. She gained even more, she's easily over 300lbs now and she's still bottom heavy but the rest of her caught up. She looks spherical honestly. All of her is huge now her face is dough she has this HUGE gut too. But her ass is still the largest part of her and yesterday this was her post in reference to taking a plane "My thiccc-ass thighs hardly fit in the seat" her post about the pants sounded sad so based off this post I think she's learned to embrace her body which is cool. I was just curious if any of you guys have any stories about people putting on weight and commenting on it on social

Hello everyone! I’m a newly accepted model and I’m so excited to start sharing some of my bountiful curves with you all. Here’s a little about me: I’m a 28 year old theatre student living in Chicago. Not only am I ssbbw but at 6’3” I consider myself an Amazon; Giantess of the Midwest if you will. I love vintage and pin-up fashion as you’ll be able to see by my photos and I’m looking forward to incorporating my burlesque background into some of my content. In my free time I am never short on hobbies with my main interests being in art, film/tv, video games, books, plants, and exotic animals. I run a small reptile rescue out of my home. I am currently single and looking for a feeder, partner, submissive, or all of the above. I tend to lean more on the dominant side. I have ALWAYS been a big girl but since the begging of my journey I have gained 75lbs and I’m loving every minute of it. Feel free to say hi or ask me anything! Can’t wait to meet y’all!