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Contrast: Appetite
You've always been the first person to finish eating first. The mess splayed on the round table, me, you and the others on a semicircle booth, stuffed out of our minds. Yet, you were the only one that barely had five hundred calories. A slice of pizza, some cheese bread and fries were enough, you say. "Live a little." One of our friends say to you. "It's the new years." You politely declined the friend's offer, of course. This meal had already set you off and you'll be running around the neighborhood in the morning and in the evening. Anything to keep your waist below the 30" mark. Then, I get another slice, subtly pushing the large pizza, still within its box, to your direction. "We can't finish it on our own. Just one more slice. Please?" No? Well, we didn't expect you to say yes to the offer anyway. Of course, you berate us for being so lax and unstrict with our diets, like our waistlines were so prone to damage like yours. Heh. -- "Just one?" You say, burping out the
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No Thin Way Out (Weight Gain, POV)
Content warning: Male POV, immobility, Mommy Domme, dubious consent It was heavy, far heavier than it felt when you jiggled in your hands. Your girlfriend Ava's massive belly pinned you down onto the bed. It wasn’t often that she wanted to be on top but today she had requested it. With her legs straddling your waist and her belly crushing your chest and arms, you were helpless to stop her from doing whatever she wanted to you. “Aww. Is it too heavy for you? I guess that means you’ve been doing a good job fattening me up.” Your girlfriend’s tone had shifted from submissive to dominant which was unlike her. While she was over 400 pounds, you never told her you were into her weight gain. You’d only mentioned that you didn’t mind how she looked. This lie by omission was recently discovered and now she had you in the perfect position to confront you. “What’re you talking about? You put on a little weight but it doesn’t look bad.” You played dumb and tried to wriggle out from
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The perfect man
The perfect man. For most it’s just simply an ideal. The perfect man for most is someone rich. A handsome, tall, muscular man who’s great in bed. Someone who does everything for you and treats you like a Queen. But not for Emma. Emma was always seen as the weird girl. She gave everyone chills whenever she was seen lurking around. She wasn’t hard to look at, though. She was a 5’6ft tall, plump brunette, who always knew how to dress for her body type. Overall she looked like an average woman. No, what creeped everyone out, was her stare and her mumbling. One day, a fairly athletic man by the name of Alex decided to talk to her. Why is unknown. Maybe he was curious, maybe he pitied her or maybe he actually liked Emma for who she was. No one got to find out. Those who saw them walking around, at first were looking at a couple of friends. Most were glad that the girls eyes were now focused on Alex. Soon, though, they were seen holding hands, cuddling and kissing in public. Most were
Ever wonder what it would be like to live out your fantasy? To play out that special fetish that's just in the realm of impossibility? What if there was a brothel that dealt with this special kind of business? Would you go?
I toyed with this idea and what fetishes to play out. This may turn into a series with different themes and scenarios, but no promises.
Warning: The story deals with male fattening, female feeding, immobility, sex (obviously), and other minor transformations at the end. Enjoy.
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This is a really great story now. I have to search and see if you. Did the sequels like you said you were considering doing? I hope you did.