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Fat Dad Friday
My son Ollie ( @ol-sando26 ) dressed me today! Hasnât he done a good job? Feeling large and in charge.

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Me, daddified!
For those who wanted pictures, here they are. Feeling like a proper fat dad today.
Looking for someone to humiliate me, be my son, or both. Let me be a pudgy, dorky dad. DMs and asks open!
Iâd love to know what youâve been doing to turn yourself into a daddy
Thanks for your interest! Great question. I have done quite a few things.
For one, I've gained a ton of weight. I used to be pretty slim at 165lbs, and now I'm over 280. I have a nice, firm ball belly and a chunky dad butt. I have also been lifting a few days a wesk to build muscle.
I shaved my beard, which I know sounds counter-intuitive, but hear me out. Now I have a thick dad mustache and my double chin is out on display, impossible to hide. It is embarrassing and exhilarating at the same time, and I love it.
I have also been changing the way I dress. Polo shirts and graphic tees tucked into cargo shorts have been my go to. I need to get higher socks and some white sneakers. I think that is the next step. I have been accessoring, too. I also got some nice round-frame glasses that make me look older and a nice watch. Might get a cell phone holster next!
I would really love to start altering my behaviours and mannerisms, but I think I need some practice and consistency. I also want to start putting myself in new situations to embarrass myself and those around me with my dadisms. Something about the humiliation and attention of everyone seeing me as a big, dorky dad really excites me. I'd love to hear your thoughts, opinions, and ideas for what I can do next.
I am debating adding photos so I can share my progress. Let me know if that interests you!
Dadifying Myself
I am a gay man in my mid 20s, and I have been trying to change myself, physically and mentally, to embody 'dad energy.' Let me explain.
Have you ever met or seen somebody in public who just radiated dad energy to the fullest extent? Maybe they have just a mustache and their pudgy double chin is exposed. Maybe their hairline is a heavily receding, leaving only an island of hair on top. Maybe they have a big round gut that is accentuated by a polo tucked tightly into some cargo shorts. Maybe they're eating something big and greasy, and they dribble onto said shirt leaving a big stain for all to see. Maybe they have a chunky dad butt barely contained by a tight belt, and on that belt is a phone holster. All these things might make you think 'who would go out looking like that?' or 'Who would want to be like that?' This is who I want to be, in real life, more than anything: a big embarrassing dad. I find the changes I have been making to achieve this quite exhilarating.
Seeking folks with whom I can share all of my dadliest desires. I would love to hear your thoughts, comments, and ideas, too. If you like dads, you came to the right guy. Care to chat about this or have questions for me? Shoot me a message!

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oof, someone turn me into this man
You swap bodies with someone in the last post you liked with a picture. How happy/screwed are you?
Personally, I'm fine with being Beau Butler.
Oh I'm extremely pleased with this
Hot young jock? Yes please. Wonder if I'd get his sexuality too...?
Not bad if I do say so myself. Young, handsome, nice beard and what looks to be an incredible body hidden underneath that jacket. Iâll probably enjoy tricking everyone into thinking Iâm him for awhile, really play the part and what not. But sooner or later Iâm gonna start hitting the gym harder than ever! Eating more as well to bulk this body up until itâs fucking huge! When Iâm finished Iâll have turned that body into a massive cocky muscle bull.
âĄď¸ This Post ⏠ď¸
So I was playing with my little slime friend that I just found yesterday crashed to the lake nearby when this post popped in my page. Guess I'm lucky because not only I get to become this high-ranked state legislator, my little slime friend also tagged along in this journey and now he's inside this muscular buff dom leather daddy. I
The initial hesitation was real, because I thought I was all alone in the process and here I am inside a rather secluded spot with one hell of an imposing biker/leather enthusiast. But when I saw that glint of yellow in his iris for a split second before it turned pitch black, that's when I shoot my shot and called my friend's name
He just gruffed under his breath, before he seductively said
"Come here and play with me,"
I definitely obliged as soon as I heard that deep, burrowing voice of his that reached the most intimate part of my being. Soon after, I fully worshipped my friend's body and showcased him the most primal human experience
Thanks for letting my little fella tagged along in this journey
I am more than pleased with this new body
I love this new mature face, my new big biceps, my muscular torso covered in hair, these thick legs that feel like a pair of logs, and this big snake between my thighs. These compression shorts make me look very sexy, I definitely won't take them off for days. But without a doubt, the best part of this body (at least for me) are these hairy armpits. They smell so damn good, and even more so after exercising, the of the sweat of this body with the deodorant he uses is simply delicious I can't get my nose out of there
Do you think I should let my beard grow longer? I love men with long beards, but I feel like this body looks better this way.
This man is married, but his wife will have to go out of town urgently, anyone available for some man-to-man fun? hahaha
Oh god... I'mâURRRRRP fucking gigantic!
@pupdublin
"Since youâre taking requests, Iâd love to be changed into a hairy obese big bearded submissive."
That can be arranged.
With the snap of my fingers, your body begins to feel different. Bloated. It feels as if someone is slowly pumping you up full of air. It isn't air, though. It's fat. Your gaze turns to your belly as the expanding intensifies. You watch with delight as it rises like a loaf of bread, impossible to suck in from now on. It wobbles with every step you take.
You feel the need to scratch your growing gut as a coat of bristly, black fur begins to grow all over. It doesn't stop there, though. A healthy coat spreads to your thighs and lower legs, which are also plumping up with solid muscle-fat. It goes on to cover your widening rump. That's right. You have a plump, hairy ass now. The hair continues its crawl up your body, coating your chest where a pair of doughy man-breasts have formed. You rub them with pleasure.
The hair doesn't stop there, though. All of a sudden, your chin feels prickly. The sensation only lasts for a brief moment though as sprouting stubble turns into a big beautiful beard. It is thick and bushy, covering your round jawline and growing double chin. The hair atop your head begins to recede, leaving you with a shiny bald dome as the beard grows longer and longer. Everything comes at a price, my friend.
Speaking of price, I'll be taking some height from you along with the hair. Your body only looks wider as you begin to shrink. You lose a good six inches or so, your belly and butt each sticking out further than you thought possible as fat redistributes throughout your body. In your new, bulky form, you find it difficult to walk now. Don't worry... you look sexier waddling.
A desire, an everlasting need, sends waves across your brain. A need to be submissive. Obedient. You feel your rear throb, needing to be filled. Maybe you'll find some sexy muscle daddy to dominate you tonight. Perhaps another obese, furry papa bear who can take care of you and your body in ways you could never imagine before.
I hope you enjoy your changes, my hairy, obese, big-bearded sub!
taking requests. anyone want to be transformed? send in your deepest desires
All credit for this story goes to Bodyswapper, who for reasons unknown recently deactivated their account after many, many years of amazing stories. I am deeply saddened. They will be dearly missed.
This is one of my all-time favs that I managed to find on Tumbex after some sleuthing. I wanted to archive it here.
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TRUTH OR DARE
âDid you seriously not read the instructionsâ I asked my friend in an annoyed manner.Â
âI thought Iâd be able to repeat the spell, I didnât look into it furtherâ he responded while laughing at me a little bit.Â
My friend and I were hanging out and found this truth or dare app. Most of them were pretty normal until we got to the one that said swap bodies with the person of the askerâs choice. We were all a little drunk and didnât think it would work. My friend got to choose whose body I swapped into and he picked his Dad as he was sleeping upstairs. He read out the spell and once he finished I was transported upstairs and into his dadâs body.
I came downstairs and we did silly things know that I was in his Dads body like making him take his shirt off and dancing weird. I was honestly having a lot of fun making my friends Dad look funny.Â
I took a seat at the table we were playing at. âAlright, that was enough fun, we should swap me back before this gets out of handâ I said in a condescending manner. The way I delivered it sounded like a disappointed Dad almost.Â
My friend repeated the incantation and nothing happened. He re-read the instructions again but still no luck. I started to feel a sweat drop form on my bald head, and I wiped the sweat away.Â
My friend scrolled down on the app and noticed a warning. The warning said that this dare was in development and not all the bugs have been fixed. They said to keep trying and it should work eventually.Â
I found it pretty hot that I was now stuck in my friendâs Dadâs body. It was going to be an adjustment but I was in love with this body. This body was starting to get tired so I said that I was going to lay down, and to try the spell again while Iâm up there as that might help us return to our positions. I was secretly hoping that it wouldnât work. I took some time to explore my new body before, rubbing my curves, bald head, and goatee as I jerked off. It felt so surreal being in this body. It felt right that I was in this body and I started hoping that the spell wouldnât work so I could stay.Â
I went to my new bed and laid down, hoping that I would wake up like this. Luckily, my wish came true. I woke up in the morning still in this body and I couldnât help but smile. The weirdest part is that my body old body was up and moving around. He was acting just like me and none of my friends seemed to realize what was going on.
âHey Dadâ my friend said laughing. âSleep well last night?â He snickered. He had no idea that I was still in this body. I decided to play into it and âLike a rockâ in my strong voice. I glanced at my old body and he gave me a wink. I realized that somehow my friendâs dad must have been behind this but I didnât care.Â
Instead, I started cooking breakfast for them and began adjusting to my new life. I had the biggest smile on my face, realizing that this body was all mine.Â

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Splash
Dude, lets jump off the edge!" One friend suggested. "Hell yeah. You only live once!" Agreed another.
"Careful, guys." He warned. "Jumping from here may not be the safest idea. Also, none of us brought swimsuits! I think we should..."
His buddies all looked at him with the familiar glaze of boredom. He'd become something of a worrier. One friend even went so far as to call him the "father of the group," explaining how lately he felt like more of a concerned dad than a friend.
This time was no different, and he knew he wasn't impressing them. This wouldnt cut it anynore. He got an idea.
"Betcha can't make a bigger splash than me!" He exclaimed before darting to the ledge, leaping off into the lake.
As he leapt, he felt heavier all of a sudden. He watched as his belly swelled out into a significant, round bump. The solid sphere stretched his tank to the limit. The new weight felt like it was making him fall faster.
He felt his formerly fit thighs and butt plump up as he descended further and further towards the water. It was a bit uncomfortable, he had to admit.
A bushy, black beard quickly poofed into existence, covering his now ruddier cheeks, as a thick peppering of body hair erupted all over his new gargantuan form.
He felt the breeze run across the top of his head as his hair fell out, leaving a smooth, bald pate behind. A hat appeared to cover his dome from the hot sun.
The world became blurry for only a moment, until a pair of glasses materialized on his nose.
Waitâhis glasses? Why hadn't he taken those off before jumping? He'd lose them in the vast expanse of water below! What a forgetful old man. 'Oh well. You only live once,' he thought to himself before finally plunging in, water splashing high around him, soaking his friends on the ledge up above.
Surprised, but welcoming the change in attitude, his friends quickly followed behind their new dad, laughing and splashing as they did. Safe to say, though, that nobody made as big a splash as he had.
I asked the wish-granter for a better moustache, and I guess another gentleman moments earlier had asked to be younger. For convenience, it seems, the wizard killed two birds with one stone.
Imagine my surprise when I blinked and found myself I this body! At first, I was a bit freaked out, but the new sensations I felt were giving me a serious chub. I soon found how sexy and fun it was to be a plump, older man.
I drove myself home to this body's residence, trying not to play with myself as I did so. My new partner greeted me with a wave and a smile through the window. When I got inside, he pulled me into a passionate, bearded kiss. Our furry, wiry moustaches gently scuffing one another as our lips locked.
I stripped down and went exploring. I threw my pudgy self down on all fours, my tubby belly gently brushing the floor, and my hairy rear end pointed in the air. I anxiously awaited being plowed. After all, how could my partner resist such a sexy body and killer moustache?
Free Vacation
"Congratulations, User! You have just won a free vacation! Click here to redeem your prize."
I was in the office doing some serious procrastinating. Messing around online instead of writing that report. The popup looked like something straight out of the year 2005. They say to never click on links like that, and I suppose I should have listened. But I'd been experiencing insane burnout at work recently, and I just wanted a little break. The link took me to a simple, white web page.
Select your vacation destination:
The Beaches of Miami
The Mountains of Denver
The Glitz and Glamour of Hollywood
A trip to the beach sounded so perfect. A much-needed getaway. To lay in the sun as the waves crashed on the shore, not having to worry about work or life? It sounded like a dream come true. I selected the first choice.
Excellent! Please wait. Arranging details of your stay...
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Destination found!
As soon as those words appeared on screen I began to feel dizzy. My head was spinning. The world around me began to fade in and out of existence. I felt as if I was going to black out. My body, no longer under my full control, slumped over in my office chair. Was I dying? Having a heart attack? Then, a flash of brilliant bright light.
The world reappeared, but my surroundings were drastically different. Gone were the confining walls of my office. In front of me, instead was the vast expanse of the ocean and a bright, sandy beach.
The nausea was slowly subsiding. 'What a bizarre experience,' I thought to myself. 'How did I get here? Am I hallucinating? When I wake up, I should should probably see my doc- OH MY GOD!'
Reality hit me like a punch in the gut. Every sensation came back to my body in an instant, only I wasn't in my own body. What I felt and saw threw me into complete shockâI now possessed a massive belly that protruded out in front of me! Paired with it were two flabby man-tits and a hairy chest. A bright green bathing suit rode up my chubby thighs and hugged my rear end, which seemed fatter now, too. What was this?
My back, legs, and feet were now also incredibly hairy. So was my face, I realized as I ran my fingers over what felt like a goatee. The sun beat down on my head, and I could feel its warmth on my scalp. I was completely bald! No, no, no!
I was somehow an old, fat guy!
I jumped, or rather, struggled to jump up out of my seat. For a moment, I felt like a stuck pig. My massive gut was pinning me down. Throwing around this body proved difficult with such a massive beach ball of a belly. The sensation of so much fat on my body was bizarreâmy chest, belly, and butt jiggling and wobbling as I made an effort to heft myself up.
I looked around for some form of help. For some way to fix the obscene changes that had just taken place. But there was nothing. No one to find. Every beachgoer appeared completely oblivious to the events that had just taken place, along with my abject horror. This couldn't be happening!
My suspicions were confirmed when a volleyball bounced its way towards me. A few teens and young adults ran over to retrieve it. One of them smiled at me. "You wanna play, old-timer?"
To them, it was just another day at the beach, and I was just some bloated, bald old fart. Sunning my goods like a beached whale.
I needed answers. I felt a wallet and phone in my pocket. Opening the wallet revealed a hefty stack of cash and an ID. The photo on the card matched my new appearance perfectly. An overweight, follicly-challenged individual. Apparently, I was now a gentleman named Dave Milton, age 66. The address on the card appeared to be located in a Miami suburb.
Was this that website's solution to my burnout and exhaustion? Transporting me into the life and body of a well-fed, well-off retiree? I needed to ponder this more. I needed a stiff drink. I steered my gut in the direction of a boardwalk bar. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
âFuck, these seats are so uncomfortable!â Jakeâs dad Samuel groaned, squirming seconds into sitting on the plane.
âProbably doesnât help youâre soâŚbig.â Jake sighed.
âYou donât mind helping out your old manâŚjust for the flight do you?â He whispered. Samuel grinned and looked at his son up and down.
âWhaâoh no. Donât you darââ
In an instant, they both jolted in their seats. Jake groaned when he opened his eyes. Trapped on a plane was enough, but now he was stuck in his dadâs body!
Samuel crossed his leaner arms and sank into the seat, closing his eyes. âAhh, thatâs better. Not so tight on the stomach. Nap time!â
âOh come on, fuâBRRAAAAAAAAPPPP!â Jake let out a gigantic burp, much to the astonishment of the people sitting around him. He blushed and crossed his own arms as well, feeling the itchy hair that coated them. 10 hours to go on the flight.
After half an hour, Jacob still couldnât get comfortable. Not only was his belly straining against the seatbelt, his cock was rock hard.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, sighing at the pressure taken off his stomach. He was sitting in the middle seat, and as he got up Samuel woke up and opened a single eye. âGotta go to the restroom, âdad?ââ
Jake struggled to get out of the seat and ended up pressing his big ass to Samuelâs face in the process. âShit, sorry.â
âNo worries, Iâm enjoying the view!â
âYouâre so gross,â Jake whispered. He turned around in the aisle, and Samuelâs eyes widened at the outline of his rock hard cock through his pants.
âOh, so thatâs why youâre getting upâŚâ he smiled. âBe gentle with it, I donât want a repeat of last time!â
Not my story, but I thought this pic fit nicely with this @manswaps piece
I knew hopping into the age 50 and up pool at this resort was a bad idea, but there were too many annoying kids in the main swimming area.
As soon as the water engulfed my body, everything felt off. My feet began to tingle. Then my calves. Then my thighs. Torso. Arms. Neck. Then my head. I was covered in goosebumps from head to toe, all of my hairs standing up on end. WaitâI wasn't this hairy before!
As I investigated the forest of hair erupting all over me, I felt my stomach begin to gurgle. I began to blubber up underneath the water. Layers of fat began to pile onto my body. I could feel my arms, legs, and butt simultaneously plumping up. I watched astonished as an impressive spare tire made itself at home just in front of me, jutting out proudly.
I felt a cool breeze overhead. What a foreign feeling. I reached a now meaty hand above my head to discover an absence of hair. I'd gone bald! I frantically waded my way out of the pool, hoping nobody would see me as I continued to transform. I had to catch myself at first going up the ladderâI wasn't used to carrying all of this extra weight.
My entire body jiggles now when I walk. I'm sopping wet and shivering. I have no idea what's just happened or how to reverse it. I trot my way to the changing room to find a mirror to confirm my suspicions. Staring back at me is a pudgy, hairy, bald old man. It seems that I now qualify for the 50 and up amenities.

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Alright, DAD
I was spending the afternoon in the park with my buddies Dustin and Tyson, tossing a football around. Just shooting the shit. The sun was beginning to go down. I glanced at my watch. 6:15.
"Alright, fellas," I said, "I think I'm outta here."
"Aw, c'mon, man." Tyson whined. "Why?"
"It's been fun, but maybe we should head home before it gets dark." I replied.
"Pff. Alright, DAD." Dustin joked.
"You guys can stay if you want," I shot back, "but-" buuuurrrRRRp
I was interrupted by a massive belch that escaped my throat. The guys chuckled.
"Dude. Gnarly." Tyson sneered. I tried to excuse myself, but the words wouldn't come out. Something was wrong.
I was feeling stuffed. Swollen. Bloated. I let out another belch. BRUUUUURRUP. A gut pooched its way out in front of me, stretching and ripping my shirt. My jeans weren't far behind, tearing at the rapid expanse of my lower half. I'd gotten fatter, in more places than one. The only garment that survived was my underwear, which was strained to the max by my new pudge. The guys stared in awe at what was becoming of me. All I could do was stand there, embarassed.
A forest of body hair sprang up all over the front of me. All of the hair fell off of my head in an instant, leaving me bald. A scruffy, graying beard and mustache sprouted from my chubby cheeks.
"Oh shi- sh- shoot. What happened to me?" I finally managed to muster, my voice now scratchier and deeper. Normally, Id curse at a time like this, but something was holding me back. I'd gone from fit to fat in a matter of seconds, and I'd aged a good two and a half decades. I had to be at least 48.
"Holy shit, man!" Dustin exclaimed, slapping my gut. "Now you LOOK like a dad! What the hell?"
I was upset for a moment, and still in shock. Confused. I wanted to be angry. Why were my friends making fun of me at a time like this? Another voice in the back of my head told me that this was okay. This was normal. These weren't your friends, they were your sons. They always gave you a heard time. I began to feel the urge to give in to that voice more and more. This was good. I'd been like this for years. I liked being a dad.
"Well, boys, I'm headed home. You can stay if you want, but don't stay out too late. Be home for dinner." I commanded.
My friends-turned-sons sighed. "Alright, Dad."
I strolled to my car in the parking lot, still shirtless. My pudgy, hairy body on display, jiggling for all to see.
I opened my car door, which was now the door to a minivan. I hopped up inside, feeling a dull pain in my lower back as I did so. Playing football with the sons was fun, but it sure did a number these ancient joints. I was ready to drive on home, crack open a beer, and watch football on TV. That was always easier than playing. I let out another belch, bUURRp, and gave my gut a satisfied rub before pulling out onto the street. Time to head back home. Time to head back to the Dad life.
Celebrity
There was a magic show in the park last week. A mysterious man claiming he could grant wishes and fulfill people's wildest dreams. I should have been more specific when I told I wished I was a celebrity.
Instantly, I was teleported to a beautiful, lush green backyard with a deck attached to a decently-sized home. I was immediately thrown off balance, and I stumbled forward in an effort to catch myself. Something was off. I was far more top-heavy than I remembered.
I glanced down at myself, only to find a huge, round, belly! A solid, spherical ballgut jutted out about a foot in front of me, stretching my new polo shirt to the limit. I was fat as a house! What did that magician do to me?
I decided I needed a mirror to learn more. I made my way through the sliding glass door that stood ahead of me, waddling slightly to accommodate my new mass. I managed to explore the house enough to find the bathroom. When I saw myself, I was speechless. I now possessed the body of Kevin Chamberlin!
My thick, calloused hands explored my new face. I tried to deny the reality of the mountain of man gazing back at me, but it was all there. The bald head with the fringe of cropped, greying hair. The ruddy cheeks. The bulbous nose. The white, walrus mustache that hid my upper lip. I decided to take off my clothes and explore the rest of my body.
Several days passed. I thought I would be more upset about the result, but whatever spell that magician drummed up now has me content to look and act just as Kevin would. Enjoying wonderful food and drink. Happily singing show tunes whenever the mood strukes me. Recording videos for the internet, lumbering and tossing my bulky body around in unexpected ways. Dancing, and as a result, swaying and shaking my gargantuan gut for all to see. Being an icon for the bear & queer community. I suppose my dream of becoming a celebrity has been fulfilled.