Bulk smith

Coach’s gloved finger tilting his chin up, making him face the truth he’s been trying not to notice—the way his once-snug singlet bites into his hips, the waistband rolled down because it won’t sit flat anymore, the soft curve of his stomach pushing forward where sharp abs used to be. He’s flushed, breath a little heavy, half-defiant and half-dazed, like he knows exactly how many late-night team dinners, post-practice milkshakes, and “just one more bite, champ” moments got him here… and how much he secretly liked every single one.

There’s something electric in the tension between them: the authority in the coach’s stare, the boy’s nervous grin, the awareness that his body’s been changing in front of everyone—thicker thighs, fuller chest, that teasing little belly peeking out when his gear rides up. It’s not just weight, it’s indulgence, praise, pressure, and temptation all wrapped together, the thrill of being watched as he grows softer, heavier, more spoiled by all the extra attention and treats he can’t seem to refuse.

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Here's some of the video from the feeder session I talked about in the last post

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