Jan 21
Have a Jade "Couch Crusher" Harley
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Have a Jade "Couch Crusher" Harley
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He loves that grumpy gremlin
not enough people have drawn karkat with a fat ass and i intend to up that number by at least one
You weren't sure how long it's been, hell you don't even know how LARGE it's been, you've lost track after she was able to lay down on your stomach like a bed... You could only sit there and wheeze. Not like there was much choice in the matter. You were WELL over what was probably the most NORMAL record for fattest person alive. No one would even be able to tell what gender you are, at this point your gender may as well be whale. You gasp, trying to get SOME sort of breath to fill up your lungs despite the no doubt THOUSANDS of pounds that are on your body now. Your belly spread feet in front of you, and you were pretty sure your ass could be bigger AND heavier than most modern vans. Calling your arms wings would be doing a disservice to their massive size as you feel your wiggling sausage fingers brush against the encroaching sacks of blubber threatening to swallow them whole. Your chest pooled and drooped to either side from the sheer mass presented. Hell you could have sworn you heard the asphalt crack just from being there. At least there is a weird comfort in knowing you weren't alone. Even if your company was enjoying the situation far too much. She revealed that her name is Jade, and she took a liking to you. You should have known better and recognized it earlier. But that's old news. You stare into her piercing emerald eyes, and listen to her own wheezing gasps. Luckily she took mercy on you and you had stopped growing. At least you hope it isn't just "for now". You watched the masses of fat slosh and sway with every little movement, every ounce of breath, every giggle she makes. Honestly, it was kinda.... hot? Cute? You would be lying if you weren't smitten when you saw her the first time, and you would NEVER have guessed this is how the night would have ended up...... Well.... At least you'll have plenty of time to connect and talk.
(something of an OOC ramble... I'm a little annoyed at the lack of nsfw homestuck spaces, particularly discords..!! I'd love to chat about kinks with others in a setting like that, but good ones are just far too hard to come by.. If anyone has a server, please do tell me. especially if it isn't limited to just fat things!)
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Jade "Holy shit how did you even GET that fat" Harley
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
gamzee makara/tavros nitram
feeding kink, belly kink, belching, onomatopoeia
2870 words
Something was wrong. Your candy must have been spiked, you were poisoned, having an allergic reaction, SOMETHING happened. With each thudding step you wheeze. Your clothes have long made an escape from your body, what scraps that could hang on wrapped tightly around a new, SIGNIFICANTLY larger form. Thighs that looked like tree trunks, an ass that could give an elephant a run for it's money. You still clung tightly to the bag of treats, lighter than it was but still overflowing, with a hammy fist. Every so often you would swear you see a green flash out of the corner of your eyes, growing in intensity every time. As you trundle onwards, your gut bouncing softly against your knees and seemingly forming an even more prodigious droop with every moment, you hear a zap behind you as you notice that green light. This time... much closer than you remember ever seeing, and accompanied by a strained giggle. You slowly turn around, and are met with wheezing.... but not your own. As you attempt to spin around your eyes grow wide and your struggled breath hitches in your throat as realization hits you all at once. As you stare at the mound of wobbling pale skin, the black outfit of theirs and undergarments strained to their limits, your mind pieces it together. You know that symbol. That symbol was on that girl. That symbol was the symbol of a goddess.
And as you stood there, knees shaking from both fear and attempting to stand up with your new found weight and stared into those reflecting rims of their glasses and sharp gleam of her grin; you finally had realized, as you turn as fast as you could and attempt to hoof it out of there. You fucked up.