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Operating this body was like towing a tank with a crane, swaying and stumbling with no equilibrium, exhibiting all the grace of a drunk camel. gen/38553 10/27 Edit: PLEASE SEE THE UPDATED THREAD IN GEN TLDR: Gigachad makes mad dono, site is funded for an entire year. She spent the first four seconds frozen in thought, processing the psychological horror of her situation. Chloe had been unusually affectionate this morning; holding hands exiting the house, holding hands entering the gym, even taking one of his hands off the steering wheel. Report anyone who describes any sort of death fetish for any character on this thread on the spot without much fuss.
Gong… 12:00AM Like clockwork, a deafening crack of lightning struck Chloe’s bedside window, its thunder flooring her. Chloe cooed as she settled down on Zoe’s custom-built reinforced gaming chair, the plush supports cushioning her sore joints. Over her melodious concerto of bodily noises I sit back in my chair, the glow of the fluorescent lighting coating the basement walls in a fashion that they almost shine. Her paltry meal cleared her head some, and allowed her to notice the scraps of clothing left on her bloated form - the adventuring uniform that had served who through thick and thin apparently couldn't handle a wearer who was rather thick and not thin, seams had burst in various places, her belt vanished into the wind, and she was flirting with the line of indecency as the crumbs of ale-soaked bread rolled into her gaping maw.It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before; every task, every thought, every little action turned out so perfect. Wasting no time she borrowed a pelt or three from her bed and darted over to her smithing friend, who also woke early to prepare the forge. The smell of breakfast simmering, the sound of her parents praising her, the feel of the kitchen counters and utensils under her hands as she carefully prepares a meal. What was important was that Lindsay got her old body back, she just had to wait until this curse wore off, which in her own case Chloe reckoned would be midnight.
I think it's more likely that he may have had friends in the community beforehand, or may have been drawing but not publicly. Both the weight of which and her atrophied strength wedged in a seated position, leaving no room to flee from the verbal beration coming her way. Her giant, distended, pale gut stood bare to the drawer fan's air, the streaky brown stains made by her dirty fingers already dried and immortalised around its circumference. The bowl was empty, its contents dumped entirely onto the brick, a soggy white puddle hovering over the brown structure like settling cement.She enjoyed her own company even more than before, taking a moment to look at herself in the mirror and actually like the way she looked. The constant slew of wet cake coming down her throat gave her no chance to scream nor moan, pleasure trapping itself and reverberating around her insides, edging her closer to her utmost limit. After a while she transitioned into a bit of gaming, spending way too much time trying to configure just the half-orc sorceress build. How about I worry about bringing it up, and you worry about climbing up a flight of stairs without slipping this time, ‘kay? As she opened the door, Chloe was stopped in her tracks by the faintest of odours, a smell so secret only a trained fatty's nose could detect.
Re-entering the stuffy room, Chloe caught a glimpse of the absolute pigsty she had constructed on the carpet. It all became too much, and for a moment Chloe thought she would have passed out, until it disappeared as quickly as it began. Once her outstretched arms ran out of juice they settled on the stomach's summit half like a nice, warm bean bag, which, admittedly, felt quite nice.
When Sophia and Van travel to a perilous forest in Romania, where packs of werewolves and hideously ugly vampires rule the twilight hours, they discover that Sophia is much more than a beautiful woman who has fallen hard for a loner with a secret. The worries and anxieties inside her fleshy frame soon dissipated, only caring about the love and care the treat gave in spades. It didn’t even enter her mind that it wasn’t her mirror she was waddling to, nor was it the bedroom she fell asleep in. Forgive my poor manners and allow me to introduce myself first, the name is Scott Shino, me and a handful of other eggheads work for Tellacorp on a somewhat secretive project named Moses. Stupid…*sniff*-fit…sister…Not my fault I'm big-boned…"Zoe muttered under her breath, trudging slowly up the stairs.
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