January 2024 Drabbles

The Bubba Curse (Extreme Weight Gain/ Hair Growth/ Slob Elements)

Carl knew he should be kinder.

After being cursed by a fat fuck, Carl had been growing fatter and gassier. His fit body that he worked so hard and used to get into the business as a personal trainer and model was long gone. The obese sack that had cursed him said he would only get his body back if he was kind and stopped insulting people for their bodies. Carl did try at first, giving empty compliments or trying to be polite whilst training blubber balls.

But it wasn’t long before he let out snide comments and insults, leading to himself bloating up more and more. The growing trainer just giving up as he took to even making comments online and such. It didn’t help that even when he tried to work out or eat well, he just blew up more and more.

Which leads to now. The huge sweaty blob of a man taking up the crushed remains of the king sized bed. His swollen moobs and rolls spilling over the sides and brushing the floor. The groaning blob having his thick arms resting on the slab of fat that was his chest as his fat fingers worked on the keyboard, typing another set of complaints over a fat guy looking like an overstuffed sausage in his suit.

The moment he clicked enter, Carl bit a moan as he swelled out large. His fat ass cheeks rivaled the man’s body weight as he grew out. A deep belch rumbling out of him before he got to work looking for more fat fucks to insult and make him grow.

New Year/New You (Weight Gain/ Muscle Growth/Macro/mild-hyper)

”So, it seems it hit you too?”

Jason sighed deeply as he looked up from the bench he was sitting on, groaning more when he saw his friend Linol look back at him. The two men were vastly different after they accepted an ad for a ‘New Year/New You’ promotion. Though both men had been changed in different ways as Jason grunted before standing up, hearing the metal bench he was one actually creak from no longer holding him up. The two friends face to face, Or rather, face to moobs. Jason’s slim body had exploded with fat since the previous day. His dark flesh bulged out far and wide as the former swimmer looked more in place as a long time competitive eater with his heavy fat rolls and massive couch crushing ass. Though Jason had surged in height to about 8ft, he guessed since his bedroom door was only 7ft high. Well, it was before he broke it that morning. The immense blubber packed man’s body on full display as he outgrown all his clothing. Though his low ankle reaching belly kept his crotch out of view, his jiggling ass was a sight to take in.

”Yeah, though it looks like you got the better end of the deal,” Jason panted a bit, feeling his body work a sweat from the simple movement of standing up as he looked down at the former taller friend, seeing how Linol had changed. Linol was also practically nude, though that was less for being too fat and more for being too muscular. The man who would spend days on a chair in an office before being on a chair at home gaming now looked like he had a lifetime membership at a gym. His body bulging with powerful muscles and dense body hair, Jason couldn’t help but blush as he looked past Linol’s bulging chest and turtle shell abs to see an almost inhuman bulge that would have been as long as his forearm yesterday. Linol’s pale skin contrasted by the huge swells of muscle and dark hair. The heavy cock was barely contained in an almost see through jockstrap that was clearly struggling.

“I mean, not like I’m gonna complain. My husband really enjoyed giving this a ride, though not so much when I showed off by lifting the car one handed… and then dropping it,” Linol chuckled deeply, bouncing his chest before raising his arms in a flex. Jason could see how Linol would be so into showing off his size and strength that he wouldn’t be careful with the car. He just hoped Issac wasn’t too sore after what he and Linol did.

“Anyway, have you seen Carlos? I haven’t heard from him since yesterday?” Jason said, pulling the clearly aroused Linol from his self worship. Carlos had also signed up for the program with the other two, so it was a toss up over how the shy man had been changed. Before the two men could conspire over what happened, they felt the ground steadily shake as a loud rumbling noise echoed. Both men looked around the fleeing crowds before facing where they were running from, witnessing a large shape between the buildings as a shadow blotted the sky.

“You gotta be kidding?” Linol said as the two men saw the formerly scrawny Carlos squeeze between skyscrapers he towered over. His heavy muscles and fat breaking windows as torrents of sweat dripped off him.

A Whole New Growth (reality Change/ Weight Gain/ Ass Growth/ Mini-macro)

Ishmael had been struggling in life.

Or he had before he came across that lamp in the dumpster. The genie that appeared had been kind as he explained the rules and such, the usual limitations.

Ishmael admitted he didn’t really get it, but he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth as he wished he could live like a prince, no longer needing to scrounge for food as all his needs are met.

With a flash, Ishmael went from a starving homeless man to a grand prince.

Taking up a bed in a hotel room, the immense Ishmael groaned as he worked to lift his body off the king sized bed he had smothered under him. Standing up, the huge prince sighed constantly as a booming fart rumbled out of his huge ass cheeks.

“Sorry about that, little guys,” The huge prince said, smiling down at the staff as they worked on getting his colossal form dressed. The men barely coming up to Ishmael’s deep belly button as they worked, having to effectively put together the suit for the immense whales of a man, lifting and groping Ishmael’s swollen fat rolls as they squeezed the car crushing ass that many staff have faced when the second born prince turned suddenly or sat without looking first.  Getting clothed in more fabric than he had in his old life, though the suit visibly straining against his fat rolls, particularly his ass and thunder thighs, Ishmael smiled when he saw the garage sized door of his room open as his lover waddled in.

“You ready, Jim?” Ishmael smiled as he slowly turned around, facing the genie he had freed. The immense spirit panting a bit as he shifted to fit through, his fat ass and belly getting stuck before he pushed through, heavy foot falls shaking the room, and most likely the entire building before the two men met. Their bellies pressed up before they kissed.