stone butch fa (more of an admirer/enabler/encourager than anything else)
he/him ꩜ 23
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very into: general weight gain + fun tropes (denial/ex-jock/recovery), burps, tight clothes, stuckage, teasing and encouraging
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That's nice. That's beneficial to me because of societal pressures.
*sees one (1) jpeg of a fat girl*
I need to gain that 50 pounds back rn. Was it 50 pounds? It'd be hot if I gained 50 pounds, right? I don't wanna get too skinny! Maybe I should gain 100 just to be sure!
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girl who wants bigger tits so she keeps eating and eating but it all goes to her belly and ass and thighs and everywhere else so she stubbornly eats even more and by the time her tits finally start getting bigger the rest of her has become enormous but she kinda likes it now
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butch boss who enables his office full of femmes. he's always enjoyed how they look in their form-fitting pencil skirts and sleek high heels. all of them wearing their hair up to show off their nice glasses or jewelry or makeup. they all work so hard and look so pretty for him, so he can't help but reward them as often as they please him. it's an almost everyday affair. he stops by the local donut place every once in a while nearly every morning to pick up a box or two or five. if the girls want, he doesn't mind popping into one of the chain coffee places to get their orders.
he distributes the food, whether it's breakfast or lunch or snacks "just because", and kicks back to watch the cameras in the comfort of his private, locked office.
the femmes quickly adjust to the abundance of treats at the gentle encouragement of their generous boss. they've never worked a job so well-paying and relaxing, so they feel free to truly let loose especially when he leaves them alone in their communal office space most of the day. one or two donuts every few days turns into a sneaky three or four while other femmes drown their already overly-sugared coffees in creamer. it feels too good to mindlessly snack while answering emails or working on spreadsheets.
some of them succumb earlier than the others and still feel enough to pride to be embarrassed; their boss is exceptionally kind to the girls who gain the fastest. they all pretend not to notice this fact.
these newer femme fatties begin to show up to the office in baggier clothes, soft cardigans they can hold over their ballooning stomachs. it doesn't take long before the overeating during the work day begins to bleed into their home lives. on the way out of the office, the boss tells them to take it easy over the weekend, maybe treat themselves. it plants the seed in the right women's minds and they stop by the drive thru on the way home, telling themselves they'll skip dinner since they're buying so much now. they begin to end the night uncomfortably, overly full, cradling their sensitive upset guts. then, they begin to tell themselves they'll stop. then, it becomes a "weekend only" affair.
the entire office of femmes blow up at a steadily rapid rate with the help of their doting boss. he gives them privacy more and more as they jiggle around the communal spaces. it becomes difficult to restrain himself around them as they grow increasingly fatter. the soundtrack of the office becomes a chorus of heavy breathing, panting, wheezing, sighing, chewing, eating. crumbs litter the femmes' desks and they idly wipe their chubby faces, many of their lips puffing out with the amount of lard in their cheeks. their posture suffers and the boss watches their slim jawlines melt into a collar of fat that wiggles every time they chew. their guts always steal the show. they strain against their old skirts and pants, some of them rolling over the waistband in two thick rolls.
the biggest femmes heave themselves from their desks when they grow hungry, which is often, and their apron bellies slap into their bloated thighs. some of their guts hang well toward their knees and provide a difficult obstacle when waddling slowly around the kitchenette.
it's a tight space, especially when all of your coworkers have swollen with fat, and as they navigate the small kitchenette, breakroom, and office spaces, their skin tight blouses ride up, their buttons strain against their massive tits, articles of clothing ride up to expose jagged stretchmarks. many of the femmes start to go to the nearest clear table to set their bellies down on, just to give their backs a break.
it is not long before the boss can't resist anymore and they start to find him wandering around the office under the guise of supervising. his favorite fat femmes get personal treats fed to them and he always rewards them by rubbing their distended and taut guts. it's hard not to be jealous of those femmes when the boss dotes on them like that and it encourages the entire office to work harder. the firm brings in more money, and the boss is able to fatten his femmes with no end goal in sight.
butch boyfriend who used to be a talented track athlete in high school. after graduating and relaxed after a anxious and pressured senior year, he puts on a massive amount of weight while courting a secretary from the local law firm. he is somehow in denial about his weight gain despite putting it on rapidly—he doubles his size in three years, rendering him embarrassingly unrecognizable. he still lives in his hometown and makes it a habit to remain inside as often as he can. he takes a remote job due to his humiliation because on some level, he understands he’s gaining far too much and does not want to acknowledge the fact he can’t stop. it all comes to a head when he finally finds an opportunity to fuck that femme secretary and realizes he no longer fits into his strap harness. although he is beyond embarrassed, he tells her he’ll grind on her, let her put her pussy on his thigh while he cages her in. it lasts a few moments before he runs out of breath, wiggling and jiggling on top of the smaller woman. she can hardly breathe under his weight and he can’t feel anything aside from his flabby gut smothering her entire body. once he’s too fat to fuck, it’s far passed the point of no return, and he reluctantly accepts that he will never be that fit butch stereotype again.