>>9600 Hmm, not sure, but I do like expansion scenes where the girl is getting stuck in a tight space.

>>9600 Idk about the panicking part, but I do like the idea of her swelling to the point where she can’t move around on her own (i.e. crotch has lifted her off the ground and/or she’s become too heavy to move under her own strength) and then her be all “Well fuck” and forced to bide her time until someone comes back to help her. Like she’s forced to try and entertain herself due to her immobility, like scrolling on her phone, thinking back to how she became like this, idly sloshing around the juices inside her out of sheer boredom, that sort of thing

>>9473 Wow... been taking a work-life necessitated hiatus for a long while and I'm speechless that as soon as I pop back in to test the juices, someone linked my story. I have the whole rest of this outlined and all-but imaginatively/creatively visualized in my head, but the writing part -- if it's to remain "actually good" takes soooo muuuuch tiiiime.

>>9646 I’ve found that doing a small side project does wonders for regaining focus on my main projects. You could try something similar. Maybe an unrelated blueberry story on the side?

https://www.deviantart.com/drinkapus/art/It-s-Permanent-A-Blueberry-Story-907153431 Sounds like this fits the bill in some way.

>>9403 Just write, once you're in the zone and the characters are clear in your head that stuff will come to you.

Noted. I have written up a basic rundown that I would not mind to get second thoughts on. The vast world known as simply The Whole World was rife with indulgence and pleasure. Nations featured rarely, resources were plentiful, and a sedentary grip was tight in the people. It was then, the gods of this world, who had watched waiting for any chance of change and growth, took matters into their own hands. Acting individually, each with different intentions good and bad, they all sent their power into the World, curses and bounties on the land, afflictions upon the people, and monsters with a hungering affliction. Despite all being different and from the same gods, the people of the World called them all “Treasured” plagues and beasts. Monsters and “illness” would somehow fatten the populous. The landscape would be weighed down, reducing plateaus to swamps. New foods, between powerful, sickening, and tasty, appeared. Despite having an influx of food and drink, the monsters forced the growing population to flee their gilded homes, overun by new beasts. The Treasured had different afflictions across the World, with different races developing and changing beyond simple differences in origin and skin tone. And any who wish to act must contend with a world that will force their runs to become waddles and their stomachs to never be quiet again. The Whole World had been smothered by too much of a good thing. Our first lead is a quickly bloating adventurer, Callah, who has attempted to strike out and find the source of the Treasured and end them, though she has struggled greatly. She then stumbles into the Hollow Lapis Academy, a former palace converted into a grand library on all things Treasured, overseen by the supporting cast and second lead, Ada, a woman who has been slightly mutated into an off shoot race due to Treasured imbalance. She has her issues with the Treasured as well, but seeks to understand them before rash action. Seeing this as her best chance of staying safe while furthering her mission, Callah joins the academy, with the story that follows focusing on her, Ada, the academy’s members, and other faces looking into the Treasured, adventuring and fighting, growing closer together, and growing further out as they decide which way this world will go. Thoughts?

>>9408 Been thinking about this post for a few days and I feel compelled to weigh in. It sounds like you've got a pretty clear picture of the world you want to play with, which is great! It also looks like you've got a rough outline of your main characters, which is also good. Since you're asking for feedback, I'd suggest focusing your brainstorming on two things: character motivations and a satisfying end-state for the story. Questions to consider for Callah: - Why has she decided to leave her (presumably) comfortable and safe home life behind and adventure through a very dangerous world? - Has she been cast out of her community for becoming cursed? Is there somebody back home that she's trying to save? - You mentioned multiple gods, perhaps she's an adherent to of somebody who isn't the "fat god", and she thinks the fat-related curses are abhorrent? - Why is she convinced that the Treasured can even be destroyed? How firm is her conviction? - Is she old enough to remember how the world was before? Even if she isn't, how does she feel about the world she has to fight through? For Ada: - How does she feel about becoming a mutant? Is she open-minded enough to embrace the changes or does she feel like a freak?

>>9437 Thank you for the feedback. I’d like to respond to these all actually, they help with creative juices and I have plans for some already. In order -Callah hates what the curse has done to her body and family, upset with the state of her flabby and gassy form, as well as many people in her life such as family. She just wants to get back to the thin ideals she heard of in stories. Her home is also far from cushy. Supplied food in a round about way by Treasured, but nothing more. She hates being babied or overly sedentary moments too, prefers activity, which again, is harder as a fatass. -Not at all, most people in this world have been cursed one way or another, being fatter or hungrier or gassier or whatever. It’s just a way of life for her. To an extent, she’d be trying to save her home town from the curse of living like this, but this is primarily for herself. -Yes she is quite upset with some of these gods when she finds out about them, though it takes a bit for her to learn of them and their plans. -Pure spite and grit. She does learn from her investigations with Ada and crew that they may be defeated, but at the start, it’s just out of desperation. -No, but she has heard many stories of the glamorous and noble life of the past. This just makes her hate the wild and disgusting world even more. -Ada has learned to embrace the changes overtime, now completely fine with who she is. Despite her self-love, there are those who scorn her in this world, something that keeps her away from any stable parts of society outside the academy. A core part of her character is being someone who accepts themselves in a world that may not. -Exactly that. While most are mindless beasts in one description or another, Ada has seen good in some factions. Her studies into the gods that made them have also let her see more of their purpose, and thus judges them far less harshly, though isn’t dumb and knows which ones should be dealt with. -Ada knows the Treasured all come from the gods, and each god’s type of Treasured varies, with some that may genuinely better humanity, others that try a trial by fire approach to make humanity change for their own good, and those that are just pure monsters with no good. These grey areas are the biggest source of tension between her and Callah, though the two grow to understand their sides more. -I didn’t skimp on body horror ideas! Some people, particularly those who cling to the past while under their curse, can transform into bloated monsters. Other types of curses can turn people into Treasured mutants, like Ada to both lesser and greater extents. -It’s grey area again. Some are just set on whatever their god commanded them to do, some are plain kill beasts, but a handful of groups are smarter. Be it through trickery to herd masses to an ideal, some benevolent in methods, or even those who comprehend what they’re doing could be wrong. -The ending is the biggest thing I want to make stick. I was planning on the kind of angle you mentioned, an Elden Ring style specifically, with all the people there chasing the Elden Ring so they can make their ideal world. The difference here is that it’s all the *gods* there throwing out their Treasured to “evolve” the world out of stagnation (or keep it that way for some) and by the end, Callah, Ada, and friends will be the ones who decide what kind of direction the world goes in. Can’t say much more, but it’ll be big.

It’s been a minute, but progress has been slowly moving. Mostly figuring out the general flow for the story, how things should escalate, interactions should play out, so on. Along with that, some other hefty gals to fit the themes of acceptance and self-recognition in the story. Part of me wants to ask for more advice here, but I have a hunch I won’t get many responses. So instead of that or wasting another thread, is there some other place to ask for writing advice on topics risqué as this? Genuine writing feedback and advice would be harder on mainstream places when it’s still about XWG kinks, is does anyone know of boards or websites that are more focused on storytelling advice for those I could check out? That being said, if people are still interested in my story or willing to give feedback or advice here, I’d gladly take it!

Wrote one today that's kind of wholesome? Kind of an unintentional mutual weight gain "A Night Of Pleasure" Chapter 1 A long hard day at work led Tyler home. He grabbed his keys and unlocked the door. Dropping his suitcase by the doorway. "Brenda," he called," you up sweety?" "Be out in a second darling~" She replied in a hawty south London accent. What emerged from the hallway was an immense mass of tanned, middle eastern blubber. Tall and incredibly obese, Brenda tipped the scales at eight hundred and fourty and had no intention of stopping. She heaved herself onto the couch, still dressed in her pink nighty, eagerly watching her husband. If he only knew how impossibly in love with him she was. They met on an online dating site years ago. She was a modest 350 pounds back then and had always been rather portly. She ate a lot and was tired of denying her inner glutton and liked girls that ate. They found thar beyond the mere sexual quirks, they actually had quite a lot in common. They first met IRL at a plus sized bash and they couldn't keep their hands off each other. They checked into a room and slept together, his head nuzzling her back. They'd never slept so peacefully. Two years later they were married at a court house. She'd blown up to five hundred pounds and could barely move in the tight fitting purple satin gown he'd bought her. But thar was the point. When they'd gotten to the hotel, she threw him on the bed and had her way with him. It was her day too after all. Four years later, through numerous eating regimen (and enough weight gain powder to fatten even the skinniest woman to immobilitiy) she now sat, a mountain of achievement and sexual bliss personified. Tyler sat down beside her and kissed her passionately. He could taste the hunks of her favorite ultimate devil's food cake between her beautiful plump lips. "Got you a present today." "Oh?," Brenda replied being catty," Well I have something for you." She pinned him down with all of her eight hundred pounds and buttoned his shirt and began kissing him everywhere. Sensing the moment, he massaged her engorged body with his finger tips. She moaned deeply. "Mmmm," she whispered, you said you brought something home?" He nodded, groping the immensity of her ass, sending shivers down her spine. He went to his briefcase, opened it, and put it down on the TV tray beside her. It was a large metal belt buckle with an even larger glass tube inside of it. She couldn't help but laugh, "Not a sex toy I hope? You're the only pleasure I need lover." Tyler laughed too,"No, something better. Stand up for me." Brenda heaved herself up off the couch and waddled over. Lifting up her arms, she let Tyler put the buckle around her waist and shivered, "Bit cold isn't it?" She muttered. Within moments, the buckle extended around her waist and the tube inserted itself into the depths of her belly button. "Well, enough theatrics dear," she laughed,"what's it do?" From the briefcase, Tyler grabbed a remote with all kinds of dials and switches, "Anything you can possibly imagine." He whispered in her ear. "Oh," she purred, "I can imagine a lot of things."

>>9491 Chapter 2 From within the briefcase, which at this point seemed bottomless to Brenda, Tyler pulled out an immensely thick book. "It's the Slothworks DX-80 body defier," he said, passing it to her, "wanna look like a supermodel? Wanna be the strongest woman on earth? Wanna eat like a hog and still be razor thin? The possibilities are endless." Brenda soon had a sly smile on her lips. "Fatter, I want to be the biggest, fattest woman you've ever laid eyes on. Even bigger than those girls that you drew in high school that you showed me." Tyler nodded, pressed a button, and it started. The tube began processing a slimy, yellow liquid and Brenda's stomach began making noises that she'd never heard before in her life. Sickening noises that sounded like a camel pleading for it's life. Oddest of all, she began violently belching. All around her, Brenda's body surged, slumped, and pushed forward. Rounding out to improbable proportions and then even more impossible. Soon Brenda was too fat to even stand up anymore and violently smacked her two thousand plus frame on the floor, shaking the house as she did so. "More," she pleaded, moaning in heat, her voice deepening as she expanded further,"more..." Like bread rising, her body grew more and more voluptuous and thick. She'd never felt so sensual like this before. The verbose belching and typhoon of stomach noises grew more and more prominent as she widened. Soon, she couldn't feel her hands or feet. Not wanting to make her explode, though he was certain she would have been in absolute ecstasy if he did, he stopped her at eight tons. As the system cooled down, her body lurched forward mid-expansion and she let out a belch that nearly shattered the windows. Reaching down to her belly, he unhooked the body defier, listening sweetly to all the churning and groaning that was still taking place inside her. Tyler took his time looking at his handi-work and was quietly amazed at what he saw. "Sweetheart," she moaned barely above a whisper, still violently belching,"come to me.." Chapter 3 Tyler wasn't sure how exactly to satisfy a woman as impossibly fat as Brenda currently was, but he made it work. And boy, did she gush. Later he brought a blanket and threw it ontop of as much of her as it could cover and he laid atop her, as close to her face as he could get. "That was *belch* so *urp* wonderful," she moaned, mid-kiss,"I'd love to *urp* stay this way if you'll *huff* let me." Tyler shook his head, "I couldn't imagine the food bill trying to feed you. But we can still keep it around for special time." She giggled deeply," So naughty *urp*, well, I guess let's *belch* change me back before I get used to being your own *burp* sex pillow." Tyler slid down Brenda and re-attached the body defier, gently kissing her belly as it worked it's magic. Soon, her belly began violently churning again, but it was more of a slow release this time and not as nearly dramatic. In about ten minutes, Brenda was back to just being plain old morbidly obese (give or take ten to fifteen pounds). Tyler was about to pop it off, before Brenda stopped him. "Let's see what else this thing can do, shall we lover?"

>>9492 Chapter 4 Brenda, still belching, flipped through the manual. Playing with the dials, she figured out how to increase individual body parts, much to the delight of Tyler. She knew how much he loved the sight of her behind so she expanded herself until her bottom was big enough to expand over the sides of the couch. Reading further, she noticed the en masse "expander" and "reduction" dials and pondered a thought, "Sweetheart," she cooed, getting up and waddling over, forgetting that her breasts were still engorging themselves," what do you think it'd be like to start all over again? Drop a few sizes, let you weave your handiwork and turn me into a rotund heifer all over again?" "Well.." "Come on," she whispered, kissing him, "it'll be fun." "Oh, all right." She grabbed the remote, finally halting the breast augmentation and flipped the "reducer" dial. "See you in a couple of hundred pounds sweety." Brenda watched her all her hard earned blubber reduce in rapid succession. Her panties that were once too impossibly tight dropped to the floor. Her stomach still moaned, but not as before. Sort of like the inverse. She closed her eyes and thought of her first kiss with Tyler, their first feeding session, her first hundred pounds. It was bliss. But when she opened them back up, it wasn't so. She'd dropped to 150 and when she realized this, she gasped in horror. Tyler had tried to pull off the body defier, but in doing so, it had sent tremors throughout Brenda's frame. Individual parts swelling and then reducing. "Shut it off," she moaned, belching "I'm trying. You shouldn't have turned the dial so much. You're lucky that you didn't turn into a pile of jelly." "Don't tempt me with a good time Tyler Rogers." Somehow Tyler yanked it off but it attached to itself to his body instead. "Ohhh," Brenda purred, "tempt me with a good time Mr. Rogers.." Chapter 5 "I might miss being an obese blob, but turning you into one?" She cooed, "Now there's a thought that never entered my mind." With a press of a button and a turn of the dial, Tyler began swelling and turning round. While not as sensual as Brenda's turn, it wasn't without it's charms. Though having fun at his expense, she knew not to upset him too terribly. She stopped him at five hundred fourty. She detached the body defier and he groaned, collapsing. He woke up, hours later, chained to the bed. Brenda was feeding him fattening things that she often saved just for herself, hoping to make him even more bloated. "Funny," she purred,"who'd have thought you'd look so impossibly cute as a butter ball, lover?" "It's only fair," he belched,"I did do this to you after all." Brenda shook her head, "Tyler, I loved being fat, but more importantly, I loved being with you. Just having you turning me into a lard ass was a bonus. I'll turn us both back in the morning, but tonight, let's just have this moment, okay?" He nodded in response.

>>9493 Chapter 6 The next morning, Tyler woke up in bed feeling strange. He didn't feel as nearly as heavy as he once did and that was a relief, though part of him did get enjoyment out of it. "Brenda?" He shouted down the hall,"you home?" There was no response. He found the key and unshackled the chains. He walked down the hallway and found Brenda raiding the fridge. She still looked thin. "Oh, good morning," she yawned, giving him a kiss, "you sleep well?" Tyler nodded. "Well, I've been up all night thinking. And you know? As great as that thing was, it's kind of dangerous. Imagine if either of us got stuck that way. Not that I wouldn't enjoy either outcome," she giggled," but let's just say that I want to blow up on my own terms. Is that fair?" "Perfectly," Tyler nodded. Brenda got up and attached the body deifer to her stomach, "We're gonna have one last turn lover, so get the most out of it okay?" Brenda tossed him the remote and took a large bite of the chocolate cake, savoring one last moment being thin, "make me large, Tyler Rogers, make me huge!" He turned the dial and embraced her, letting her fat envolpe his body. Chapter 7 Two months later Home once again, Tyler sat down his briefcase "Brenda, you home?" He shouted. He found a note on the mantle that read 'follow the rose petals'. He did as he was told and followed them into the bathroom where he found Brenda relaxing in the bath with sparkling fruit juice and soft R&B music playing. She'd grown since that day, roughly two hundred pounds thanks to the body defier. Luckily the bath was still big enough to contain most of her. "Good evening," she cooed, "fancy a bath?" She watched him longingly as he undressed and slid in-between her, nesting his body between her breasts and belly. She sighed and kissed him, savoring the moment. "I found out something today." "Oh?" He replied. "Yes," she smiled, "I'm pregnant" Tyler rolled over in the bath and smothered her with delight. "I'm going to be a father. You have no idea how happy I am." "You?" She laughed,"I'm going to be more of a literal cow than I bargained for. I'm the one who should be celebrating" They clanged their glasses together and kissed deeply, wondering what the future might bring them.

Emma and Jack: A Love Story Once upon a time, Emma got a job at Wendy's. She was a diligent worker with some concerns about her weight. Her manager, Jack, started to encourage her to eat from the leftover food inventory. In no time, Emma developed a habit of regularly eating these leftovers, significantly increasing her weight. Soon, her weight gain became so rapid that it even garnered Jack's interest. Rather than expressing concern or suggesting she leave her job, Jack, who unbeknownst to Emma was Jeff Bezos, proposed an audacious idea - move the entire restaurant to Emma's house. Thus, Emma's life became entirely revolved around food. Soon immobile, Emma depended entirely on her manager and the feeding machine he'd designed for her. Her habits soon began subtly altering her body. Every piece of clothing she owned turned tight on her as her body widened. Her once slender arms and legs started to fill with more meat every passing day. Emma's weight reached astonishing levels, all while she lay immobile in her bed. Bezos, intrigued by the experiment, provided her with artificial organs that could cope with her increasing weight demands. He even got a crane to lift her out of bed since by then Emma was completely immobile. Food was supplied directly to her enormous body through a specially crafted feeding tube. As her needs grew, Bezos paid a horde of people to keep her supplied with food around the clock. Such was the singular focus of her transformed existence. One day, she found herself unable to consume anything solid; even being fed through a tube became taxing. Jack designed a feeding machine that would blend the food for her completely, turning everything into a thick, easily swallowed paste. The days and nights merged together, a time when she did nothing but eat. As she swallowed, caretakers and admirers massaged her body gently, touching every part of her immense flesh. It almost seemed like they were pleasuring themselves at the sight of this feedee girl, immobile and powerless on her bed. When consumption reached an unimaginable colossal level, hitting an impossible, unthinkable milestone of a million pounds, Bezos and his team decided to engineer a new form of nutrients. Waste products, previously discarded, were introduced as a high nutrient source.

Happened to me as well, more of a confidence issue if anything. I cared about the value of my work, which is silly considering that you're writing or drawing for the sake of fetishists on a website like this one or DA. Write for yourself and don't care what other people think about your work. I'm doing that now with a non-fetish/non-wg story now and I'm proud of how far I've come after so many years of self-doubt

>>9460 Go for it. Sometimes my best ideas come from horny dreams. Also stop drinking gatorade, it’s gross.

>>9490 Good advice, anon. I think I'll just try to turn my brain off and write what I feel. >>9495 Even frost flavor?

>>9495 Yes. That’s another good tip, think about how gross it actually is to be morbidly obese and lean into it. Gross is sexy.

>>9497 >Good advice, anon. I think I'll just try to turn my brain off and write what I feel There's a speech by Bruce Lee from Enter The Dragon that I'm very fond of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eVPIz-ziWY >"Don't think, feel. It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don't concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory"

>>8585 Mollycoddles "Large and in charge" or something like that. At least the first two parts, then she probably gets too big for your liking.

Damn your mom fucked your uncle.

>>8592 Do you have every story of his?

>>8860 You mean this one? https://kemono.su/patreon/user/112422/post/20212730

The house gently shook as Tonya lumbered her way to answer the door. It was a small, one story affair and to look at it one never would have guessed that the lady of the house possessed such sheer scale. Tonya Morton was big. From the day she was born at over 12 pounds she had been bigger than other girls and getting bigger all the time. Now, at 21, Tonya had attained a height of 6'6" and had expanded impressively outward in every other direction as well. A woman of great carriage and bulk, no part of Tonya's imposing body was slim. Her round face gave way to a thick double chin that engulfed her neck and sat proudly upon her broad shoulders. Pillowy arms bulged over her elbows and her wrists formed babyish rolls above her pudgy hands. Immense breasts overstretched her bra and sat atop a gargantuan belly that bounced proudly in front as it gurgled, digesting after Tonya's latest grazing session. Her purple house dress clung tightly to thick rolls and barely covered an enormous, cellulite laden backside that must have weighed over 200 pounds on its own and showed off the deep folds of Tonya's thunderous thighs and hefty, columnar cankles. The door was only a few feet away from the kitchen, where Tonya had been polishing off a two letre soda to wash down a pair of family sized bags of chips, but already she was sweating profusely. Another knock came as she ducked under a door jamb and negotiated her prodigious hips into the main room. Tonya opened the front door and looked down to see a lean young man of average height wearing thick glasses and carrying a large atache case. She opened her mouth to say hello, only to let loose a window-rattling belch courtesy of the soda addiction that had helped grant Tonya such a luxurious figure. "'Scuse me," Tonya giggled in a voice that was surprisingly soft and girlish for someone of her mass. "Is that it there?" "That's right," the young man nodded and Tonya invited him in with a wave of a flabby arm almost as heavy as his entire body. As Tonya eased herself down onto a heavy steel couch piled high with cushions that groaned in protest of her heft, the young man opened the case and took out a syringe full of pale, pinkish liquid. "You sure you're ready?" The man said as he swabbed her arm with rubbing alcohol. "I was born ready, darling," Tonya said hungrily, giving her belly and shake for emphasis. "I know," the man smiled as he injected her with the liquid. Tonya winced at the sharp pain as the substance entered her veins and the young man placed a bandage on her blubbery bicep. Almost immediately the comfortable fullness in the obese young lady's stomach was replaced with a bottomless hunger she hadn't felt since her family had unsuccessfully tried to put her on a diet.

>>9058 >What about Monster Meat There is good portion of monsters that aren't for human consumption but some of the most common eaten are the Pop-a-chee which are replacement for chicken, and Longhorns for beef. While having more meat on each, they're harder to kill and harder to cook for different reasons. >Does eating monster meat in turn result in the consumer becoming a monster(girl) themselves Only magicial creatures can cause some sort of effect on humans. It's the reason why a lot of potions use magicial beasts ingredients. One of the most common is Wereafaction when someone becomes a certain animal on a full-moon. When infected the process of wereafaction can be cured until the full-moon appears. If to late you can't be cured and a pact will be made with your soul. So any help in curing will result with your soul being destroyed meaning that you're dead as a human. When the first full-moon happens nothing will happened apart from the soulbinding. But the slow transformation process begins. Depending on the animal you'll start getting traits. For example a werebear might start off with being more hunger. Hunger leads to weight gain where the person gets fatter, they'll also slowly get taller and stronger. Their hair color might change to be more brown with their eye color becoming golden. By the time of the full-moon they'll already be ready with hair appearing all over the body, face morphing to be more bear like, and long claws. They'll enter into a frenzy and by the end when the sun rises they'll be back to base form almost losing all the traits. However, some traits still stick to them so they might be taller than they original were, might be more muscular than before or fatter than before. This cycle happens over and over until the last full-moon where they're full transformed that they'll permently stay in their were form for forever. >>9073 >Regenerative Meat I like that idea. Though is it consistely regenerating or slowly to where the stomach can't break it down fast enough? Since someone who has a fast desolving stomach is useless and someone who is slowly makes it virtual impossible to fully digest.

>>9055 This is awesome anon. I’m going to make de facto canon for my main fantasy world-building setting.

Hooooo boy I shouldn’t have found this thread To an island far off, nigh holy maidens lay in the amazonian nation of Evolipos. An all woman society, every woman is able to both bear a child through love and bear the weight of their burgeoning bodies through the blessing of the goddess of expanse, Mazapi. To them, fat is not just a way of life or a love or even a holy blessing: it is a holy *study.* Mazapi strengthens their body and fattens their meal to let them understand fat more. The warmth it brings and the strength they gain from it. Fat practically replaces muscle as Evolipolions grow closer to Mazapi and understand fat better. Even those in the multi ton range can waddle in comfort. Through this, they have built a sprawling capital accounting for their size. Various “schools” are dotted across the city, dedicated to furthering their study, often shaping the women who study. Those who study a certain body part may find it filling with fat faster, carrying it well. The food fans will find food all the more tasty and more filling. Gastro studies lead to gassier gals, said gas even having potent properties to the devout. Even those who study the psychological effects may have more charming words on the topic. It is not uncommon for a Evolipolite to leave for other lands, carrying their weight to study what their weight and habits are like across the world. Awkward as they can be, they dedicate their travels to seeing how their fat forms handle different cultures and how those cultures handle their own fat. These studies further deepen one’s knowledge, bolstering their goddess’ power. By the end of a normal trip, the woman either has settled down, finding their new fat based place in life, or returned, fatter than ever and often bolstered in social standings. Visitors meanwhile are welcomed to stay, temporarily or forever. Only if they prove their devotion. If they do not, or are shown hostility in anyway, they fight with the might of a baratric barbarian, crushing foes. Their final purpose is to crush the opposers of fat. They may respect those who do not act on it, but any who make effort to destroy fat across the world will often be met by Mazapi’s forces. Cloister strike teams of a megatonne of her troops are sent out when called upon by either Mazapi or her/Polipos’ allies, to crush those who would erase fatness or to use it in immoral ways. They protect information, overwrite blaspheming, assassinate or even war against misdemeanors. All to keep the ideals of fat pure and free. All of these aspects feed into Mazapi’s growth in power, which in turn makes Polipos more powerful. She and her people are not immune to threats, but they are incredibly powerful and should not be provoked, lest a flesh avalanche of lard-imbued warriors smite harassers. Despite this, they remain on their island, peaceful and mostly uninvolved in mainland issues. They will grow, never stopping, learning more about fat, loving the fat, gas, intimacy, and more. This is who they are.

This is more of a question but it fits the thread and I’d like feedback if possible. I’m trying to work on a story with the dark atmosphere and tone of a Soulsborne but in a setting where the big world changing event initiates the weight gain for everyone (i.e: The Shattering somehow causes everyone become big slobs while keeping their ye olde prose and attitude) Does anyone have any ideas on how to tailor this event to keep the tone of the world without trivializing it by the ample growth and what not?

>>9324 (Orc inspirations from the Prince Division) Orc society is much like how you would think, the biggest is usually in charge, both for the males and females. However there is a clear distinction, orc race is 80% male and are usually born in litters, meaning there are rarely a bunch of females, so they are treated with much respect. Occasionally there can be an All-borne but that’s very rare(1). To keep up the numbers most females are fattened up and turned into icons of the tribe, many are respected adored and loved. The biggest usually becomes the one who mates with the chief. Many clans purposefully fatten their females to show of their clans bounty, like “Look upon chiefs mate, if we can keep her constantly fed then what chance do you have in taking us down”. When ever a certain male wants to rank up in the clan, they can either challenge another female in competition or they can out grow them through becoming the fattest. The large known female ork Gray Skins, many mistook her for a mountain with how gray her skin was and how she towered over most kingdoms. Elven society is…unique. From an outsider’s veiw most elves you will see are lithe, skinny humanoids and rarely do they have any pudge on them. This is because the elves most people are seeing aren’t really elves but wooden dolls puppets by the real elves who are most likely under a tree and extremely obese. Due to how long living most elves are, they attempt to keep their bodies lithe in the first few decades, but sooner or later they’ll discover the wonders of food and inevitably become obese blobs, ever expanding delving into more alluring levels of debauchery. Still with their prideful nature, they hide themselves away in little caves beneath their trees and animate wooden dolls wrapped with illusion spells to look like themselves. Made so they can feel, see and even experience all the things these dolls do. Some elves have dozens of these dolls, peppering them to do chores or to feed/pleasure themselves, they can pilot these dolls even when they are in other continents. Others use them to reach higher levels of gluttony and pleasure. The elves are run by a council, each elf in the council comes from a different type of subspecies, each with their own cultures and methods (1) an all-borne is when a litter of orcs are fused into one singular orc, stronger and bigger than usual.

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Less for requests and inspiration and more so tossing out ideas I have that I may write myself. One focusing on an aspiring and obese guitar soloist, very skilled but shut out from any producers or talent due to her weight. She’s then contacted by an agent representing Overcharted, a music company focused on taking “musicians who are too big to make it big.” Supplying support, agents, housing, training, and more specific resources like custom made instruments for size and ways to direct their obesity towards places it can be admired. From there, she meets plenty of flabby musicians and assistants as she makes friends, finds love, and rises (alongside her weight) to stardom The other: fatties thriving in the apocalypse. In the wasteland of the post-apocalypse, one province, through Valut-Tec style equations, has seen sporadic changes. The area is almost entirely populated by impossibly obese woman, able to be stronger with their fat, using it to survive. The value of food is bigger than ever, Mad Max cars are used in abundance, if only so they can go faster than a waddle, and various factions of vary fatsos wage and debate for top meals. Focusing on a merely chubby lass taken in by one such group, she grows into the fattest in the land and sets her aim on surviving, and perhaps taming the famishing wastes

The feeder's partner began as a normal human woman, weighing around 100 pounds. Over time, her insatiable appetite for food and pleasure led her down a path of unrelenting gluttony and depravity. As she consumed more and more, her body began to grow at an exponential rate, fueled by the vast amounts of calories and nutrients she ingested. Her once-slender frame swelled with fat, stretching her skin taut until it could barely contain her expanding form. By the time she reached 1 million pounds, her massive bulk was beginning to reshape the world around her. Her pussy, once a modest feature on her slender waist, had grown into an enormous fleshy expanse that rivaled entire cities in size. As she continued to devour everything in her path, her partner's growth accelerated even further. At 10 million pounds, her pussy had merged with the earth itself, creating a single, gigantic fold of skin that stretched across continents. Her climax at this size was a truly cosmic event, shaking the very foundations of the planet with its immense power. The feeder, lost in the pleasure of fucking such an enormous partner, began to contemplate even more extreme forms of sexual play. As she grew past 100 million pounds and into the billions, her massive form began to transcend the boundaries of the planet itself. Her pussy expanded into a vast, fleshy universe that contained entire solar systems within its labyrinthine tunnels and caverns. By the time she reached 1 trillion pounds, her partner's body had grown to rival the size of small galaxies, with her pussy stretching across light-years like an endless nebula of flesh and fat. The feeder navigated through her cosmic vaginal landscape using custom-designed spacecraft, seeking out new dimensions of pleasure in each exploration. As she continued to grow at an exponential rate, her partner's massive form began to reshape the very fabric of reality itself. At 10^100 pounds, her pussy had expanded into a multiverse of endless possibilities, containing countless universes and realities within its boundless expanse. Even at this unfathomable size, the feeder still found new ways to indulge in his partner's immense pleasure, exploring the labyrinthine tunnels and caverns of her cosmic pussy across all dimensions and planes of existence. Her climax at this scale was a truly divine event, resonating through every possible reality with its profound power.

I like the idea of a skinny gal bullied for being flat as a board slowly gaining weight and having most of it go to her tits and ass as she slowly becomes more smug and sexual, outgrowing all her peers.

>>9333 >what if the girl ate the food and then she got fat, and then she ate more, and got really fat, and then she was as big as outer space

Does anyone else dream of sucking her big boobs and breastfeeding from her? Like imagine if she had hyper-lactation where she couldn’t stop lactating and needed your help EVERYDAY. She would constantly breastfeed you like it was your breakfast, lunch and dinner. If she didn’t breastfeed she would have to use a pump and would make about 5 gallons of breast milk a day. She would have to donate milk because there would be no room to put it in the house. Pumping didn’t really matter cuz her tits are constantly engorged. She would need you to gulp down as much milk as possible to balance her efforts of expressing milk. Would you get too full? Could you handle all that cream? Can you swallow fast enough? Like what if that was your only food source for the day. Imagine just sucking and gulping her rich creamy milk down your throat…hour after hour…day after day…week after week…month after month…year after year. Your only breaks were to use the restroom, shower and sleep. Your friends and family will notice that you gain weight and you will have to lie and say it’s just bad eating habits. She eventually will have to sell some of it to hungry lactating fetish pervs just to clear space in the fridge and freezer. Luckily she makes millions from selling her milk so she moves to a mega mansion and ask you to stay with her forever. Time goes past and you gained 200 lbs in 5 years. Y’all are both married and living in a large mansion in Colorado. Her breast have grown bigger to the point where you need two hands to grab them. Sometimes the breastfeeding sessions can be brutal because you can’t breathe and the taste of breast milk wears you down. Eventually you try to stop because it’s just too much milk for one person to drink at once and you tell her you’re getting sick. She than shoves her big fat tit in your mouth and chokes you while milk is spraying rapidly down your throat. You start crying and begging her to stop.

>>9243 Thanks man glad to be on board.

>>9246 My username is this btw Diabolicdiegio1880

>>9271 I sent you an invite a few days ago Check ur github or ur email If need be, I'll send you another one

OP here with a minor update We now have specific weight gain headcannons for each of the ladies from Three Houses! These headcannons are not by me, and were crafted by one of the writers who’s working on the project, and are as follows 'Shameless Hog: Hilda, Hapi (Hilda’s inferiority complex towards her brother and willingness to abdicate all responsibility are prime grounds for her to become a rather shameless fatass. Not to mention how much she can try to milk sympathy 'oh I'm just so fat, please help me~'. Hapi’s supports with Constance show that she's a glutton, and her persecution complex towards the Church could be construed as a 'ha ha, I'm eating all your food, suckers,' revenge.) Prideful/Bashful about their weight: Dorothea, Constance (Night) (Rather straightforward cases for the both of them. Dorothea would of course outwardly project that she's proud and confident about her growth, but her deep insecurities make this a thin veneer. Similarly, Constance would stubbornly spin her weight gain as 'a brilliant plan, mark of nobility, etc.' until something actually embarrassing happens involving her weight.) Smug about her gains: Cornelia, Kronya (I am assuming out of my own bias that we are taking 'true' Cornelia and not her Argathan impostor. Either way, Cornelia dresses exactly like a woman who knows she is sexy and isn't afraid to flaunt it. If every woman of the cast is getting fat, I see no reason she wouldn't keep that attitude. Kronya is rather more straightforward, she is an Argathan and inherently believes she is superior to everyone around her.) Confident of her size: Anna (Anna is first and foremost a merchant, not a combatant, so there is no reason whatsoever for her to feel ashamed or inconvenienced by her weight. In fact it gives her all too many reasons to 'flex' her size on the others.) Content: Mercedes (Mercie is the uncontested 'chill' girl of the cast. She dislikes fighting and physical exertion to begin with and prefers baking/cooking in all respects.) Oblivious to her gains: Flayn, Catherine (Straightforward again: Flayn is rather endearingly oblivious to a lot of things, despite her surprising wisdom on many topics. Catherine is more a case of 'she's hit her head too many times' to have the awareness to recognize, in my opinion.)

>>9273 I recommend using markdown files for the content. These are semi-structured data that are git-friendly and lend themselves to hierarchical structures. I also recommend adhering to abeljoestar's vision, as consistency will be important for multiple reasons. Here are a host of AI beta readers that will provide you valuable feedback on the content you generate: Beta Reader - Engaging Characters https://chatgpt.com/g/g-V4RVwSrDz-beta-reader-engaging-characters Evaluates character engagement in a story based on specific criteria. Beta Reader - Compelling Plots https://chatgpt.com/g/g-0qjkaHtir-beta-reader-compelling-plots Evaluates how compelling a plot is in a story based on specific criteria. Beta Reader - Strong World-Building (optional: for sci-fi/fantasy) https://chatgpt.com/g/g-6Mv2ucw9O-beta-reader-strong-world-building Evaluates the strength of world-building in a story based on specific criteria. Beta Reader - Emotional Impact https://chatgpt.com/g/g-6lQO2qF6h-beta-reader-emotional-impact

>>8924 yooo thank you so much for telling us abt this! gonna buy it rn. any details on who the character is, and how to access her story?

>>8953 She is the first girl you will meet in the game, Galina, she looks like a tsundere at first but once you spend more time with her you will learn she is a recluse thats afraid of everything. She is in a middle of a break up with her BF that is why she started stress eating a lot lately. As a player, you can enable her eating disorder and make her eat tons of food via gifts (cakes, sweets, burgers and booze). Its a neat side arc I think

>>8954 I'm like a battle or two past the monocle yandere and have not been able to find her to interact with at all. Where tf is she? Do I need to interact with others for her to show up?

>>8992 She is in a lecture room at the far left side. You will have to squeeze yourself between the stairs to find her

>>8993 Were you able to get her any bigger?

Shy, insecure girl with a petite frame and flat chest gets made fun of for her small breasts, but, as she gains weight, most of it goes to her chest and her butt, and she becomes increasingly confident and smug while the ones who made fun of her increasingly become more insecure as she slowly outgrows them

A mad scientist tries to make her boyfriend into a hulking brute with her experiments but she forgets to carry a 2 or some shit so her chemicals just make her bf become 8 feet tall and gain 500 lbs.

>>4933 Looks like someone took your request! https://www.deviantart.com/stc9892/art/The-Butterfried-Effect-SSBBW-XWG-956455799

>>5169 There is "The Heiress", which you can find on the web archive of dimensions magazine's weight room. Short and sweet.

Pokemon rivals getting inflated after being defeated by their male counterparts.

>>6955 I would change the final weight to 500 pounds, gaining only 20 pounds in a fraction of 7 months considering Ali's gluttony lifestyle doesn't feel like enough

>>6955 Hey! Thanks so much for posting the outline for the ending! It's nice to get some form of closure. Also, any idea if this was going to be split up into 2 chapters? I know it was supposed to be five chapters total for the series and Fung only ever published 3

Bumup

>>3304 I’d love to see this story get continued somehow

Any news at all?

Story idea I’ve had for while: fat girl goes to school and gets bullied for being fat, one day she gets an email from an anonymous giving her a program to “control her life”. The girl tests by making her bully fatter than her and next day she finds it out to be true. This starts with her making small to drastic changes in her life and school, even changing the idea of fat into a status symbol and making sure the school has a class made specifically to fatten up students

https://www.deviantart.com/jamesst1999/art/Ms-Lamonica-Gets-Really-Really-Really-Fat-803648021

>>5931 Think you could copy and paste some of weighted grades?

>>5931 Rip weighted grades plz

https://www.deviantart.com/stc9892/gallery/77105853/grooming-greg-remastered this ought to be up your alley

*Its 6am and a 16 years old curvy and fat tummy girl called Mary wakes up from her nap, she is so lazy but that makes her even cuter, she is in underwear but nobody is in her house so that dont embarass her, when she wakes up she sits in her bed and her fat cute belly jiggles as it does, but it start to make noises bc her stomach is empty* (she says in her mind: poor tummy, is hungry) so she pats her tummy and say: hehe im such hungry gal huh? *slaps her tum once and it begins to wobble and make funny noise* hehe good tum! *rubs tummy* then she goes to fridge to see if theres any food to eat, obviusly for a hungry girl like her thes a lot of fruits, sweets and more Ok heres what we gonns do.. u guys can expand this script like.. what happens next

>>6076 How about a story about a girl finding the cursed camera from goosebumps? picture this >College girl has just arrived to her new dorm, met her room mates, one's an athletic tomboy always looking for something new to do and her other roommate a goth couch potateo, new girl gets situated and after a month tomboy founds tells new girl and goth girl about the abandoned camera shop outta town and convinced them to go to it, they go in, get spooked, find the camera, they get out and then when they get home tomboy ask to have her pick taken on the couch, potato gets taken and it shows she's on the couch with the goth but they both look hundreds of pounds fatter and the couch area is littered with takeout and bottle after bottle of beer and soda, shit happeneds the pic comes true but they take out of the new girl without her know (or with her knowing up to you) and its the new girl but she's the Fattest one with machine around her and her bed has collapse, more shit happens, the pic becomes true and the machines are a feeding machine and something lewd (up to you) story ends with the girls fat, horny and wondering if the new girls tho just moved in next door wanna try the camera. a rough draft but a good one,

>>6076 Pandemic wg story told through detailed diary updates from girl who unknowingly gets the wg bug in her system and through months she describes how she's been getting hungry and her clothes are shrinking while steadily ballooning to immobility and soon the diary is then written in by an assistant in part 2 who catches it too till its about part 3 where a new assistant writes it in but is successful in not catching it and takes care of the now hungry and horny semi blobs Maybe have a few parts that are more horny inputs that she hopes no one sees.

>>6076 Judging by your absoulute total lack of grammar you should refrain from posting anything.

>>8497 since it took you one month to come up with your line, let me give it a quick peer review: >absoulute nice play on words >absoulute total is that related to "totally total" ?

>>7083 They say that they're busy and that they're gonna finishing the story at some point. Don't know when that will be though.

>>7022 I'm not into Asian women but this is a great idea. Might have to try it out myself, though my unfamiliarity with Asian culture might be a hindrance. FWIW I live close to a huge Chinese/Korean neighborhood and the difference between the immigrants and their US-born offspring is dramatic.

>>7059 OP here, this is dank as fuck, still works but from a different angle. Especially cool considering how I've been to Amman a couple times, so this is not too dissimilar from a few fantasies I've had before.

>>8101 In fact, I had been looking for a story to translate into Arabic as a practice exercise. This may be a winner...

https://www.deviantart.com/shamelessrps/art/True-Taste-of-The-American-Way-WG-Slob-Immobile-1021793640