A week later and Liam was back at the gym. It was still utter misery--he still was panting and out of breath even before he got on the elliptical machine, and after a few minutes he had sweat through all his clothes and his thighs started making rhythmic slapping noises as they collided on each rotation of the machine.
Or that might have been his ass cheeks--it was hard to tell at this point.
He knew from last the last time he was here that roughly 30 minutes from now every fold a...
2019-03-12 21:59:19 +0000 UTC
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I think I might have retconned Part 6 a bit on this one, but oh well! We’re almost at the end, so enjoy the definitely non- consensual fat-TF scene!
Emilio Cruz despised them. All of them--the slovenly, heaving masses. Even before the world became infected with that confounded virus he was not one to spend time in a crowd. Now--now he rarely left his compound. He even demanded that his security guard be nowhere in sight after delivering ...
2019-03-04 01:13:48 +0000 UTC
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Liam went to the gym. He hadn’t been there in over a year--not since that fateful day when he’d received demands to gain wait via email. And in that time it wasn’t hard to see why: Liam looked like he hadn’t ever set food in a gym.
Where once was a lithe and svelte figure of a man that looked like he could maneuver his body as expertly as a squirrel does through trees, Liam now moved throughout the world like an enormous whale. He didn’t walk anywhere--he waddled, his hips mov...
2019-02-25 18:12:14 +0000 UTC
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Sorry guys, I've gotten sick as a dog and it's everything I can do just to stay on top of work. Hoping to get back on schedule next week. It'll be good--promise.
2019-02-20 20:27:16 +0000 UTC
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“It’s been 2 years since the STO virus first appeared,” shouted the jowly maw of The General, his distended belly poking through both slacks and shirt far too small for him. It was difficult to find clothes that fit in the new world, and most people in The Resistance had stopped bothering to try. They wore their obese forms proudly, displaying their corpulence to the world as if daring them to do something about it.
The General continued, “And in that time the world has changed....
2019-02-15 21:04:35 +0000 UTC
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Hello y'all! So, Sexually Transmitted Fat is being quite well received and I'm very glad for it! But the end of the general ark of that story is coming, probably in the next one or two parts. Now, I'm not saying I won't return to the world where people get fucked into morbid obesity, but for now we're going to switch gears with a different story idea.
So it's poll time! As always, every Patron can cast their vote to see which story I write up next. Mostly it's the same list as las...
2019-02-12 20:51:16 +0000 UTC
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Sorry for the lack of update last week! I’ve got a few things going on at work that have sapped a lot of my spare time. Hopefully this longer update makes up for it. Enjoy!
After ten months from the first email, no amount of baggy clothes or surreptitious entrances could hide the fact he’d ballooned up to the size of some of the cubicle jockeys several floors down. With the rumors proven true, that Liam was packing on weight in a bit way, they i...
2019-02-06 23:59:56 +0000 UTC
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We walked to his place, our collective bulk taking up the entire sidewalk. As we walked I started to get a little dizzier than a few beers and a few shots should have made me, but at the time I brushed it off. Giles steadied me a few times and kept me walking. Kept talking. I forget about what, but his voice was soothing and inviting and calming. I didn’t want him to stop talking.
Finally we get to his place, a little townhouse with a walk-up, and I nearly fell getting up the stairs. ...
2019-01-26 02:49:27 +0000 UTC
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I’d always been big. Not huge, but, y’know, hefty. Chunky. My squat frame and above average height meant I carried it pretty well, but there was no denying I was a fat boy. Had been since I’d been born.
And it sucked. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been passed up for promotion at work because of my size, or how many guys shoot down my advances for not wanting to fuck a fatty. Each time I’d go home and take solace in a tub of ice cream. Sometimes, it felt like ice cream...
2019-01-18 04:35:02 +0000 UTC
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Liam heard a beep and then the security guard in front of him held up his hand. “I’m sorry sir, but your key card didn’t register. Can you please present your ID?”
This was absurd. Didn’t this guy recognize him? He’s the star of the company, for chrissake!
“Here,” Liam mumbled and fished his ID out of his pocket--a pocket that was a lot harder to access than he remembered.
The guard looked at the ID, then back at Liam, then at the ID one more time. “Sir, ar...
2019-01-10 21:04:17 +0000 UTC
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Sorry for the delay! I've recently found out that Tumblr is definitely blocking porn in text form as well as visual, so I need to spend some time searching for and creating an alternate site to host my stuff. So here's an extra long entry to make up for it. Enjoy!
Oddly enough, I actually found it easier to get laid after I’d been infected than before. I got the bug early on and blew up to 350 lbs--big, sure, but I’ve got friends who are the size of houses ...
2019-01-03 21:49:29 +0000 UTC
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About a week after Melvin’s tryst and subsequent transmission of the virus, the medical community began to take note of a strange string of sudden, inexplicable cases of massive overnight weight gain. None could explain how it was happening, but they did note one commonality between all the cases: each person only gained weight shortly after having sex with someone who was already fat.
The news was broadcast a week later after leaking to the press. Suddenly, a world that already shunned the ...
2018-12-19 22:26:41 +0000 UTC
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Sorry for the late post this week, it's been really busy at work trying to get things ready before Christmas. I hope to have some more free time over the holidays, but I fear that may not be the case. Fingers crossed!
Liam had it all. Born to a rich family, he was fresh out of business school where he graduated with hire honors--so high, in fact, that his father had already placed him in charge of a large hedge fund. He was the envy of everyone around him: young, attractive...
2018-12-14 21:13:29 +0000 UTC
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Our game is done, of that you see,
We had our fun, we hope you agree,
We leave you with your larger forms,
And one more gift of brand new norms.
“What does that mean?” Jay asked. And then there was one more flash of green light. In an instant, all three men’s minds went blank. Then they refilled with memories that weren’t there before. Gord was never a powerlifter, but a lifelong lover of food who ate himself...
2018-12-05 23:24:57 +0000 UTC
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So we’re almost done with The Board Game, which means it’s time to move on to the next Patron story, and that’ll be this one with the majority of the votes from my most recent poll. If your story didn’t get picked, don’t worry--I’ll get to it eventually, and there will be another vote about halfway through this arc that’ll tell me if it sucks and we should all jump ship :P
Anyway, this one has been kickin’ around in the back of my mind for some t...
2018-11-28 23:51:01 +0000 UTC
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“It’s your turn, fatass,” Steve said in his newly gruff voice and still rubbing his newly bald head. He was happy with being human once again, but he was less happy with the type of human he’d become.
But at least he wasn’t like Gord. The near-700 lb man was still idly wobbling his own colossal gut and playing with his tits, a pool of cum drying from between thighs as large as a telephone pole. Maybe even bigger.
Gord’s sunken eyes had a blissed-out expression. He was as happ...
2018-11-22 04:39:40 +0000 UTC
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Kevin scoots forward slightly so his belly is all I can see. My dick springs upward to slap him on his colossal ass, and I could swear I saw ripples from the impact reach even as far as his love handles.
He leans down, kissing me, sticking his tongue as far down my throat as it could reach. We make out, Kevin's hands running down my arms until he breaks out embrace and reaches up and over behind his bulk to tug on my cock a few times. Then he lifts himself slightly, slips my dick forward, and ...
2018-11-14 21:48:46 +0000 UTC
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“It’s your turn, big guy,” Jay said, handing the dice over to Steve’s side of the table. He stared at them for a moment, debating internally whether he wanted to roll or simply tackle Jay to the ground and grind his enormous cock into Jay’s cobblestone abs. Even at his current size it would be incredibly easy, Steve felt, and it would feel so good.
From somewhere below his massive, dome-like belly, Steve felt his horse dick extend out of its sheath and spill to the ground, then slowl...
2018-11-06 03:38:36 +0000 UTC
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So we're coming to the end of The Board Game, and while it's been fun, it's time to move on to something else. We'll probably be near 20 pages when I finally get this finished either next week or the week after, so we had a great run :)
But anyway! Now we move on to a new story poll. This is where I throw out a bunch of ideas I've had on the back burner for a while, and you tell me which one I actually write about. Everyone gets their say, so pick the one that speaks to you the most. Or ...
2018-11-02 14:08:11 +0000 UTC
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Kevin groaned as I pushed my face as deep into his sweaty, hairy crotch as I could. He was hiding an extra inch or two under all that flab, making him just long enough to hit the back of my throat, but he was thick enough that I’d risk lockjaw if I kept this position for too long.
Not that it really concerned me all that much. I want this fat boy’s cum, and I wanted it bad.
I reached as far around both humongous thighs as far as I could and started ramming my face into his crotch ove...
2018-10-31 19:27:37 +0000 UTC
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For a few moments, both Jay and Steve simply watched as Gordon seemed to revel in his newly fattened body. Having previously been changed to lust after obese men and then suddenly becoming one himself was too much of an experience for him to remain civil, and so Gord was caressing his corpulence and frantically jerking off completely heedless of his two friends.
Steve grunted and nudged Jay with his shoulder. After so many rolls, Steve now seemed almost as heavy as Jay when he first started th...
2018-10-25 00:12:45 +0000 UTC
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He was damp. Very damp, but not all of it was from sweat. A single hard bump in the ocean of yielding flesh was absolutely soaked in pre-cum. The mixture of sweat and pre made for a potent ambrosia, and it wafted upward as Kevin and I continued our hot makeout session.
At one point I felt Kevin’s entire body shudder, and then the hand that was covering his leaking knob seemed to get absolutely covered in warm fluid, drips running down my hand to fall to the floor with a loud splat. I looked ...
2018-10-16 18:53:32 +0000 UTC
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Everyone was seated back at the table. Jay required two chairs to fit his massive rear, and Steve was quickly requiring the same as the pounds piled on to his neanderthal frame. Gord was the only one even remotely close to regular-sized, although his still half-hard horsecock stretched far enough over the edge of his seat to have its head scrape against the ground.
“It’s your turn,” Jay said to Gordon, who then looked for the dice. “Shit, where’s the dice?”
Gord stood up, sho...
2018-10-08 16:22:57 +0000 UTC
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Looks like The Board Game has won, so we'll continue that story to its logical conclusion. Who will win, and what will happen to the players in the meantime? Tune in next week to find out!
2018-10-04 18:17:40 +0000 UTC
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Surprise update! This was just a neat idea that sort of fell out of my head without a whole lot of effort, and thought I'd give you all a little gift :)
Fear not! This will not hinder my usual schedule of weekly updates for you patrons. Just a little extra this time. So enjoy!
“So, let me get this straight,” John began. “You’re a genie that lives in lube bottles.”
"You got it,” said the genie.
“And you’re going to grant each ...
2018-10-01 00:13:55 +0000 UTC
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It didn’t take long to get to Kevin’s apartment. It was a small building without an elevator, which treated me to the view of Kevin’s enormous ass cheeks swaying to and fro as he huffed his way up a flight of stairs. His movements were hypnotic, and I didn’t even notice as he stopped at the very top to catch his breath. I slammed into his backside with my face planting in his sweaty ass crack.
He barely moved at the impact. I might’ve heard a chuckle, but my head was buried in too mu...
2018-10-01 00:03:47 +0000 UTC
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We're up to Part 7 of The Board Game, and while I'm enjoying it a lot, I realize I haven't had a poll in a while, and I don't want my patrons to think that I'm going to just go months at a time without taking some input :)
SO! Now's your time to let your voice be heard! Do we I continue The Board Game until we have a winner (which might be another 4-6 parts or so), or do we quit now and move on to something else?
I'll leave this poll up, and if Do Something Else wins I'll have a second p...
2018-09-24 21:37:39 +0000 UTC
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The chair that Steve was sitting in was already straining under the weight of the steadily fattening caveman. When 500 lb Jason decided to straddle Steve’s hairy lap with thighs the size of telephone poles, the chair splintered into a thousand pieces with Jay’s billowing torso nearly enveloping the hair-covered and heavy-browed neanderthal on the floor.
It certainly enveloped Steve’s hard cock, which he instinctively thrust into the soft, yielding mass over top of him.
“Whoops!...
2018-09-24 21:33:31 +0000 UTC
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I came to on the pitch with Kevin’s round face looming over me. And his tits. I could see each sweat-stained mountain from beneath his strained jersey.
“Dude, are you okay?”
I wasn’t. “Sure, I’m fine,” I said instead, and then tried to stand. When I almost immediately fell into Kevin’s waiting arms I knew my cover was blown.
“Maybe you should sit on the sidelines for a bit,” he said, and I just nodded.
The rest of the match was me watching my ...
2018-09-16 18:58:34 +0000 UTC
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The look of ecstatic torture on Gord’s face was more than enough to let Steve know what James was up to. A few grunts, a few indistinct shuffles, and then an outright moan from Gord did more than just confirm.
“Fuck, I can’t even fit it in my mouth,” James complained from beneath the table. The handicap didn’t seem to stop him from trying, or stop Gord from looking like he was already moments away from cumming.
Of course, James was still getting used to his new enormous size, a...
2018-09-11 16:01:59 +0000 UTC
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