Dear Patrons:
The holiday season is upon us! It’s a time for feasting and fun—things that are never in short supply here at Mavrip! As usual, there will be lots of goodies under the tree for our patrons this year, but unlike with Santa, making the naughty list here is always encouraged!
Since the best gifts are unexpected, rather than preview what’s upcoming with our existing serials, Shalma’s Destruction and Savanah’s Sw...
2025-11-17 19:21:17 +0000 UTC
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Link to the previous chapter: https://www.patreon.com/posts/savanahs-swan-28-141530504
Savanah’s replicant lazily stretched its arms above its head, causing its pert B-cup breasts to lift skyward. They seemed on the verge of floating away, perfect orbs unwilling to be constrained by clothing or gravity.
The keen-eyed droid noticed Savanah’s envious stare and the way the...
2025-10-29 14:29:08 +0000 UTC
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Link to the previous installment: https://www.patreon.com/posts/savanahs-swan-27-139161450
Savanah’s scream was short but piercing. She rolled off the bed, landing on her ass with a thud, as her phone clattered across the floor. It settled facedown, rendering the flashlight feature moot and pitching the room back into blackness.
The singer crawled toward the fuzzy graynes...
2025-10-18 20:52:16 +0000 UTC
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Dear Patrons:
Happy Halloween to all the pretty ghouls out there and all the boys who keep them goblin! This is my favorite time of year. The weather is turning cool (at least here in the Northern Hemisphere), and bikini bodies are slowly being buried beneath candy, comfort foods, and Pumpkin Spice Lattes, never to return! MUAH HA! HA!
At least they won’t return here at Mavrip, where getting fat is a one-way street and the “tricks” we play on our ski...
2025-10-16 18:46:15 +0000 UTC
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It’s hard to make friends in my line of work. No, not my day-to-day, 9-5 job. I’m talking about my online gig writing weight gain fiction as Maverick. Frankly, considering the perverse nature of my after-hours hobby, some distance and anonymity are probably for the best. It’s not that I’m ashamed of my moonlighting as Maverick, but it’s not exactly something I want to add to my resume or have my family privy to.
However, after doing this for almost 30 years, ...
2025-10-10 18:38:57 +0000 UTC
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Intrigued by Riptoryx' recent musing, I jumped down the character.ai rabbit hole last Friday afternoon while I was bored at work. What I assumed would be a quick dalliance ended up killing my weekend...and testing my relationship with my wife!
It started innocently enough. Rather than chatting with a previously c...
2025-10-07 21:06:39 +0000 UTC
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Skasnell paces the improvised war room at the back of the goblin’s cave as flickering firelight emphasizes the deep creases in the robust warrior’s face. Though exaggerated in the cave’s shadowy confines, most of the lines are ever-present, such as the ridge running above his eyes and the scar disappearing into his beard from the base of his lobe-less ear. There are new ones, ho...
2025-09-30 18:21:22 +0000 UTC
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Link to the previous chapter: https://www.patreon.com/posts/savanahs-swan-26-136328990
Savanah’s return trip to Atlanta was as uneventful as the trip to LA had been. Angelina had offered a room for the night, but, as exciting as the prospect of staying in the movie star’s beach bungalow might’ve been a few days ago, the pop star refused. She’d been a guest at the Hollywoo...
2025-09-18 05:44:07 +0000 UTC
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Good morning Patrons:
We hope all is well with you and yours and that your summer (at least here in the Northern Hemisphere) has been spectacular. Do me a favor: give those close to you an extra big hug today. You'll feel better and so will they. Unfortunately, I lost a sibling last week and--although I was fortunate enough to see them a few days before their passing--I wish I could go back and give them one last hug and kiss.
Thanks to Riptoryx for stepping in with some amusi...
2025-09-17 12:53:53 +0000 UTC
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Hi All:
I just posted the first in a series of musings where I unearth pre-Maverick weight gain material that's been buried in a box for over 30 years. It's currently only available to Sabotaged Snackers (the $10 tier), but it will eventually be made available to all patrons. (When I post the next installment, I'll reduce the tier level of the current one.)
Thank you for the support...and for not laughing too hard at my horny teenage doodles and ramblings!
Mav
2025-08-28 19:06:52 +0000 UTC
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Dear Patrons:
We hope you’re doing well and are enjoying your summer! I am…finally. Getting “Grandma Millie” past the Patreon censors dragged my spirits down a little, but a couple of weeks off improved my attitude and recharged my batteries. Now, I’m chomping at the bit to tell you about what's upcoming! Here goes!
As mentioned, "Grandma Millie (Part II)" was finally approved by Patreon a few weeks back. I altered th...
2025-08-15 21:31:37 +0000 UTC
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“Honey, I’m home!”
Leaving his suitcase by the door, Chad Sampson stepped into his apartment's domed foyer. From this vantage, he could see most of the luxury penthouse’s interior. To his left was the kitchen, to his right was the living room, and in front of him was the dining room.
Only, it didn’t look much like a luxury penthouse today. It looked more like a dump.
Towels and various articles of clothing were draped across the backs of furniture, a...
2025-08-12 17:12:14 +0000 UTC
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Nota Bene: After 25 chapte
2025-08-02 00:00:06 +0000 UTC
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It has come to my attention that a dire emergency has forced BS Writer, talented weight-gain author and longtime Mavrip supporter, to close his Patreon and DeviantArt accounts. He asked that I express his regrets to the community for his hasty exit. From what I understand, circumstances were beyond his control.
As I mentioned in May, he was collaborating with me on some passages for our ...
2025-07-31 17:39:58 +0000 UTC
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When Grandma picked me up at the airport, I was taken aback. She walked with a cane and looked as if a stiff breeze might blow her over. She'd never been what I would call fat, but she'd always had a sturdy build. Anyway, I loved it. Her smothering hugs always made me feel warm and secure.
This time, when I hugged her, I felt as if she might break.
Grandma seemed equally alarmed by me. She expected a girl, but a woman had arrived in ...
2025-07-28 22:52:27 +0000 UTC
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I've revised "Millie's Grandma" and resubmitted it for consideration. Hopefully, it will be back online soon. According to the information provided by Patreon, the process takes 1-3 business days, and it's been two already.
Thanks to bentleyjet and BS Writers for their editing advice. I'll explain some of the changes that were made once it's been reposted.
Mav
2025-07-25 12:10:56 +0000 UTC
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We have just received a message stating that "Grandma Millie II" has been removed for violating Patreon's policy guidelines. That's happened once before--when I made one of my edgier musings available for free--but putting it back behind a paywall solved the problem. Unfortunately, since Millie was already behind a paywall, I'm not exactly sure what to do this time...especially since the reason given is vague ("teen safety").
Anyway, I'll keep you posted. Thanks for understanding! ...
2025-07-21 16:34:16 +0000 UTC
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Dear Mavrip Fans:
We hope you enjoyed the conclusion of "Grandma Millie"! In case you missed it, you can find it here. Thanks to everyone for their patience with me in getting it finished. It ended up about 20-30 pages longer than I originally imagined!
As the grandson of two grandmothers with low-key feeder tendencies, much of the first part was loosely...
2025-07-16 20:38:27 +0000 UTC
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Many of us are shaped by our elders. For some of us, that shape is round! (Part II of II)
When Grandma picked me up at the airport, I was taken aback. She walked with a cane and looked as if a stiff breeze might blow her over. She'd never been what I would call fat, but she'd always had a sturdy build. Anyway, I loved it. Her smothering hugs always made me feel warm and secure.
This time, when I hugged her, I felt as if she might break. &nb...
2025-07-14 15:06:02 +0000 UTC
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Hi Gang:
Just a quick note to let you know that I plan to submit the conclusion of "Grandma Millie" to Riptoryx for final proofing this weekend. Sorry for the delay. I just kept thinking of more scenes I wanted to include and, what began as a "short story," is now almost 50 pages!
I don't want to post any spoilers this close to release, but fans hungry for subversive and mean-spirited material should have plenty to feast on! Speaking of reasons to feast, Happy Independence D...
2025-07-03 20:49:48 +0000 UTC
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Dear Patrons:
First, the bad news: it’s 110 degrees where I am today (and it’s not even summer)! Now, the good news: when it’s this hot, there’s not much to do besides stay inside and write!
To that end, I’m currently working on “Grandma Millie,” a perverted little coming-of-age weight-gain story. If at any point in your childhood you felt like your grandmother might be a closeted feeder, then this is the story for you! And if not? Well,...
2025-06-16 23:12:12 +0000 UTC
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I always enjoyed spending time with Grandma Millie. For two weeks every summer, I’d visit her on her farm. They were usually my favorite weeks of the whole year. The first time I drove a car, rode a horse, fished, fired a gun, killed a snake, and camped outside occurred while staying on my grandma’s farm.
It was also where I got my first period, had my first orgasm, and, eventually, grew very, very fat.
But more on those things in a bit.
My friends thou...
2025-06-12 17:24:29 +0000 UTC
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I recently began a short story entitled "Grandma Marnie," which will be available to all patrons as soon as it's complete. Since I'm trying to strike while the creative iron is hot, the next installments of "Savanah's Swan Song" and "Shalma's Destruction" may be slightly delayed.
Hopefully, the new story will be up in the next week or two. In the meantime, thank you for your patience!
Maverick
PS: In case you're curious, it's in a similar vein to "2025-05-28 20:05:59 +0000 UTC
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After Angelina dropped her bombshell about robots conspiring against her, the conversation cooled with the breeze, which shifted from the north and ushered in a bank of heavy clouds.
“Are you ready to go back inside?” Angelina asked Savanah as a gust sent a napkin flying off the patio table and skittering across the wooden deck.
No, Savanah wasn’t ready to go back inside. She needed more time to digest Angelina’s words. They were certainly more conseq...
2025-05-23 12:08:51 +0000 UTC
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Dear Mavrip Patrons:
This is the perfect “tweener” time of year. It’s hot, but not too hot. Warm enough for women to don their summer wardrobes, but not sufficiently removed from winter to have lost all their holiday poundage. With any luck, they never will! However, even if they do, you can always come here--a happy place where women’s weights only go in one direction! To that fat-bottomed end, we have a lot to discuss:
*Last month, I reveale...
2025-05-14 18:08:43 +0000 UTC
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“My days were a blur of non-stop eating.” Angelina diddled the edge of her wood salad bowl with her finger, as if debating whether to take the final bites. “One flowed right into the next with little variation apart from my weight. Still, I convinced myself that as long as I had Maggie that I was happy. She was the life raft that I clung to.”
Savanah struggled to keep a neutral expression. She had a girlfriend back home who was stuck in ...
2025-05-09 13:33:03 +0000 UTC
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(Nota Bene: An X-tra large installment of Shalma's Destruction for Part X! Sorry for the delay!)
Orpheus, the band’s rat-faced apothecary, grumbles as he adds sprigs of wildflowers to a mortar containing rose petals, mandrake root, and something that looks like dried boogers. About a week’s worth, considering the nostril-clearing habits of Shalma’s...
2025-05-02 17:36:23 +0000 UTC
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Savanah repeated the last part of Angelina’s story, trying to comprehend it. “So…if you didn’t get fat enough fast enough, Maggie did what? Yelled at you? Bullied you?”
Angelina nodded, causing a delicate wattle of fat to ebb and flow beneath her chin.
“And you let her get away with it? I would have called Concurrent Technologies. Told them their robot had gone rogue.”
“That’s not how it works. She wasn’t a busted...
2025-04-21 13:44:49 +0000 UTC
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Dear Mavrip Patrons:
Happy “Hump Day” and welcome to our mid-month State of the Patreon report! Rather than priming your hump-day pump with previews of what’s to come with the bitchy and ballooning pop star Savanah Georgia, or regale you with future tales about our blimping barbarian, Shalma Skarth, I want to follow up on something special that I alluded to months ago.
When The Harem on the Hill ended its five-year run last year, I teased that ...
2025-04-16 17:35:29 +0000 UTC
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If you knew how challenging it would be to navigate the wagon train up Mount Vindergast's slopes, you would never have suggested its capture. Before the war in the west, merchant caravans traversed the path daily, keeping it well-marked and maintained. With activity reduced to a trickle, the mountain was reclaiming lost territory. The fading path had grown indistinct and thatchy brambles encroached from all sides. Time after time, you clambered from the wagon’s driver’s...
2025-04-14 13:06:31 +0000 UTC
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