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Business casual was made to be worn by fat men. The belt perfectly squeezes their hips, creating a cute muffin-top, bonus points if the buckle is hidden by their overhang. The tight pants make their thighs and butt look so plush. And then you have those buttons threatening to pop off the moment they sit down.
idk why people are still trying to do "hear me out"s on tumblr
you could talk about wanting to fuck the space needle on here and people would still call you a poser for insisting on fucking "conventionally attractive architecture" as if that's a coherent, easily-recognizable category
GENUINELY. i saw the title of the article and went 'oh that sounds hot' and saw the photo like. goddamn. he really is so handsome, omg. then i googled another photo of him younger and my jaw. fucking. dropped.
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Ashley punched in the code to Bree’s apartment, finding a handwritten note on the counter.
Thanks for looking in on Chunk! He’s very food-motivated, so don’t be afraid to use some treats if he’s not cooperating or offer him extra he’s being a good boy. Two containers in the fridge: one for dinner and one for dessert, make sure he finishes his dinner first and uses his bowl! Dessert usually goes in the wall feeder. He loves belly rubs, especially after he eats. -B
Ashley nodded, it seemed easy enough. From the fridge, she pulled out the large opaque Tupperware dinner with a sticky note that said "dinner" in delicate script. She hadn't heard any sounds of stirring, so she figured Chunk must be asleep. Ashley hoped he'd take his meal without too much trouble.
After a soft knock on the bedroom door, she opened it slowly.
"Chuuuunk," she said, her voice like a song. "I've got dinner for y—"
Ashley stopped at the sight of Chunk, who was sprawled supine out on a floor cushion the size of a queen mattress. He had always been big, but he'd grown downright enormous since she'd seen him last. Ashley figured he was nearly 500 pounds, if he wasn't there already. Stretch marks dappled his plump arms, his thighs were two hefty pillows of pudge that forced his legs apart, and even his face looked overinflated. Ashley couldn't tell if he was wearing much of anything, but he was easily kept decent by the bulging rolls of thigh and underbelly fat that were competing for space down there.
The only part of Chunk that didn't look doughy was his belly, which was a firm, round dome of flab that sat heavy against his middle, touching the ground on either side of his hips. The width and intense redness of the stretch marks gave his belly an extremely strained look, even now as it rose and fell with his slumbering breaths.
Ashley found the food bowl on the other side of the room, no more than ten feet from Chunk's bed. She popped the first latch off the Tupperware, immediately rousing Chunk from his sleep. Groaning, his eyes cracked open to see Ashley crouched at his bowl, starting to pour the fattening slurry of meat, cheese, and bread chunks that made up his meal.
"Heyyy Chunk," Ashley said, approaching him slowly. "You've gotten pretty big, huh? Too many treats, I guess."
Chunk was struggling to maneuver himself under his own bulk; stuck on his back like a turtle. His swollen belly sloshed heavily as he jostled himself onto his side. Momentum carried him onto his front, his globular ass wobbling as he reared back onto his knees far enough to unsteadily support his upper body while on all fours. Barely visible between the thick slabs of fat that oozed from under his chin, his collar and name tag jingled daintily as he tried to move.
Panting, his tongue lolling from his mouth, Chunk made his first few inching movements towards his bowl. His belly, visibly hanging low with the combined weight of his fat and the distressing amount of food already in his stomach, dragged across the carpeted floor as he made his way slowly, each weakened arm wobbling at any moment of concentrated weight baring down on it.
He'd barely made it a few feet before faltering and landing heavily on his front, groaning at the pressure of his body landing on his overfilled stomach and looking longingly at the bowl, which taunted him with the promise of more food if he could just make it a few more feet. His round face was growing redder as he intently pushed himself back onto all fours and continued the journey.
Chunk's determination lasted only another couple feet before he was forced to rest again.
Ashley watched on, eventually taking pity on the poor overfed guy. She reached into the wall-mounted drawers labeled "Chunk's treats" and pulled out a few mega-stuffed Oreos. Trying to spur him into completing the trek, she fed the first cookie to him, but it quickly became clear this wasn't going to get her very far — Chunk happily chewed away at the treat he was being hand-fed, then looked eagerly at her for another without moving.
"C'mon Chunk," Ashley said, rolling her eyes a little. "You've got dinner right there."
This time she put the Oreo a few inches from Chunk's mouth, watching as a dribble of drool formed on his lower lip while he forced himself forward just enough to reach the treat.
"That's a good boy, you're almost there," Ashley said, enticing him forward, pulling the cookie back a couple inches every time his mouth was nearly close enough to reach it.
Eight Oreos and lots of praise later, Chunk was in range of his bowl. It was no wonder to Ashley how Chunk had gotten so fat if it took that many treats to even get him towards his dinner, but she felt a sense of caring satisfaction seeing him collapse down onto his elbows, put his face to the large dish and start eating vigorously. Ashley watched him eat, admiring how his belly pooled on the ground and how the fat seemed to ooze around to folds on his sides and back, no matter what position he drifted into.
When his eating started to slow, she'd run a hand down his wide back or tousle his hair to goad him into completing his task. Ashley understood completely how Bree managed to spoil him so much; he made such happy, cute noises as he ate. As his belly filled, he tipped further and further into his bowl face-first, going so far as to lick clean the bottom when the chewable portions had been gobbled up.
By the end of the meal, Chunk was visibly more bloated than he'd started. He rolled with a thud onto his back, whimpering and pawing at his distended belly. He didn't look to be in any state to move much from that spot, but fortunately the wall-mounted feeder was located right beside his food bowl.
Ashley left Chunk long enough to retrieve the second container from the fridge, feeling this one was much more liquid by how it sloshed as she carried it. The wall-mounted feeder had a large hopper where she could pour in Chunk's dessert, then there was a knob on the spout that controlled the flow down a tube that Chunk already had scooted close enough to pop into his mouth.
"You know what's coming, don't you Chunk?" Ashley said affectionately, rubbing a couple lines across his belly beneath his chest. Chunk lazed unmoving as Ashley poured what seemed to be a large amount of milkshake, made of melted ice cream with various chunks of cookies and brownies interspersed within it. She opened the nozzle and watched as Chunk greedily started gulping and chewing down the fattening contents as quickly as it met his mouth.
This part of the meal, Chunk made quick work of. Even his mouth barely had to move, though his belly was growing audibly more strained as he gulped and groaned through each mouthful. Chunk's belly looked painfully swollen by the time his dessert was finished, but he lapped up the last of his shake before letting the tube free from his mouth.
"Such a good boy, you really ate it all, didn't you?" Ashley said, patting the taut dome of his belly, which had rounded out with intense fullness near the peak and splayed into soft fat at the edges. Chunk's grin widened as he planted one foot on the floor and used that point of stability to start rocking himself from side to side, his enormous belly swaying.
"Mmmm someone thinks they've earned belly rubs, does he?" Ashley teased, taking both hands and starting to knead the firm dough of Chunk's middle, watching him groan and grunt and grin as his overfed body was rewarded for obediently gorging itself even further.
"Such a good guy! You're spoiled, Chunk, but I don't think you mind," Ashley said, giving some attention to his moobs and bellybutton, sliding her fingers along the stretch marks that looked freshest among the forest of stripes. Chunk panted appreciatively, then descended into a sort of whimper, his eyes shifting over towards the treat drawers.
Ashley smirked, shaking her head. "Chunnnkkk," she said. "You're getting so big! If Bree keeps overfeeding you like this, you're just going to get bigger and bigger…"
She could tell by the darkening shade of red on Chunk's cheeks that he knew, accepted, and wanted whatever came with being a spoiled, overfed pet. Sighing, Ashley got up and grabbed a package of brownie bites, feeding them to him one by one, watching his happy, food-filled cheeks wobble as he chewed away, her hands roughing up his belly and easing out a couple of deep burps.
Chunk started getting sleepy pretty quickly after that, and he didn't seem to be in any state to make it back to his bed, no matter how many treats Ashley could offer him. She rubbed his belly until he fell asleep, quietly making her way out from his room and pulling out her phone to text Bree as she locked up.
Ashley: oh my god Bree
Ashley: Chunk is so. freaking. huge.
Bree🐝: isn't he just the cutest 🥺
Bree🐝: I can't wait to feed him extra when I get back tomorrow
Bree🐝: thank you for looking in on him!! he gets so hungry when I'm away
Ashley: literally anytime, he's such a cutie!
Ashley: sign me up to pet-sit whenever you're out of town, I'm kind of obsessed
A growing part of Ashley couldn't wait to visit Chunk again, curiosity building within her about if he might be even bigger when she saw him next.
guy who obtains immortality and slowly gets really fat and keeps telling himself he'll lose the weight eventually but puts it off for centuries and just gradually keeps getting fatter and fatter
am lowkey obsessed with this kind of ultra slow weight gain though like. you could gain a pound a year which is a nothing amount, barely noticeable even after a decade. but give it time. give it centuries. every few years you have the thought that you should stop, but then you brush it off, because you're barely gaining at all, and if it goes too far you have all the time in the world to lose it.
give it a few more centuries. you're still mobile, your muscles have had plenty of time to adjust, but...things are getting more difficult. maybe you should stop now, maybe you should try and lose it, but things aren't that bad. you can still walk, after all, even if doorways are becoming an issue.
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Devante doesn't realize he's had a bit of an effect on his new pal Jay, but Marino sure does and he's very excited to prove to Dee just how chunky a certain music loving nerd has gotten
Church potluck where the priest is too polite to say no, many proud moms offer him a plate of their prized dishes and he crumples like a bible page each time under their sweet smiles and insistent words
"Oh come on Father, one more bite won't hurt. Try it! I worked so hard on this :("
By the end he's too breathless to help the brothers with cleanup; he excuses himself to his office for a food coma and privacy to unbutton his cassock.
A doll youtuber I watch has made a video about the history of Polly Pocket, and she's describing the plots of the dvd specials, one of which features an elderly woman named Ms. Throckmorton, and my reaction was
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