professorchatwin
Loving your Handles
The human behind the icon: female, 26, avid chubby chaser and feeder, pansexual, geek in the extreme. My ask box is always open and my commissions usually are. Like my writing? Feel free to drop a tip on ko-fi at ko-fi.com/theprof64126
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I wish you a merry Christmas!
Thanks Hun 🧡 and happy New years!
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Actual footage of me waiting for a fat boy dressed as Santa to come sit on my lap.
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got told my belly is like a collar i have to wear all the time so everyone can see my dom has fattened me up 😭
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man. sometimes it seems like a lot of subs forget that being a dom/playing a dominant role is a lot of work. it's a lot of responsibility and takes a lot of energy, which can all take a mental toll on a dom, but some subs seem to just...glance right over that
anyway. appreciate and thank your local dom today
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Baldurs Gate 3 WG ideas
!!POTENTIAL FOR SPOILERS!!
Halsin has been wildshaping into a bear so long that it's hard to tell where one starts and the other begins. Especially when Winter rolls around and he starts packing on weight because the bear wants to get ready for "hibernation"
Astarion isn't used to, well, BIGGER meals. He was trouble with knowing when to stop and the blown up portions start to take a toll.
Karlach has always burned hot, find a way to cool that heart down and it's shocking what she won't be burning off anymore.
Gale is literally a bundle of volatile magic. Everyone thought he'd explode but at the moment of action it turns out he's expanding instead.
Literally any and all of them coming back to camp ravenous and overdoing it.
The entire scene in the tavern in the shadow cursed lands. Character of your choice tries going pint for pint with Thisobald Thorm and ends up super intoxicated with a massive, sloshing belly.
You fucked with the druids of the grove? Hope you don't have anything against blueberries / growing massive fruit in your belly.
#will probably write one or two of these in depth later#bg3#belly#wg#weight gain#stuffing#inflation#bloating#I haven't finished the game yet#or played the two that came before#and no i don't have anything off my head for laezel#Did I romance her? Yes briefly#Just something about the way her mouth is animated is off putting to me. I can't explain further
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Been meaning to do one of these for ages. Attached a clean copy for anyone that wants to do their own!
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Sunday night edible time. Mourning my favorite hoodie…
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WINTER 2023:
My commissions are open through dm.
I am always taking requests.
What's the difference?
- I will definitely get to a commission quickly, requests I get to eventually and (sorry) sometimes don't get to at all.
- A commission is going to get a lot more of your personal input (names, setting, character behavior) than a request. Every dirty detail with no judgement.
- You can choose to own a commission privately.
Standard commission ($5, takes 3-5 days, roughly 3-4 solid pages)
--> can be fanfic or og content
Things that cost a little more:
- Speed (1-2 days)
- extra research (I'm willing to learn your fandom to a point of accuracy)
- extra length
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Here a little something cause I had time and stress and such have gotten to an all time high that some compliments and such would be nice….. money would be nicer but hey baby steps
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You've never had great impulse control baby. If you didn't know that already I'm sure the beer cans piled up next to the couch can tell you. Or maybe that big, sloshy beer belly could too. I wish you could see how cute you look with your pudgy cheeks flushed and your tummy swelling out into your lap. Not so much that I can't sit there too though. That horny little gasp you let out when start rubbing your belly is absolute heaven, not to mention the way it makes your cock twitch. When's the last time you saw that by the way tubby? I rock my hips into you just a little and I can hear all that liquid sloshing around inside you. You know what that means don't you baby? We gotta get you fed. Can't have you waking up with too much of a hang over. So go on honey, open up. Good boy.
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Buttonspop is sneaking pics of my gut while we’re out at a restaurant! It’s not like it looks that big right?!
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You're a young mage. Though talented and creative with your magical studies, you have a tendency to be a little… lazy. And that laziness has the propensity of getting you into trouble.
Like the one time you tried to enchant a broom into fetching water to fill your bath and ended up flooding your mentor's home instead. The fallout from that hadn't been fun, but you'd learned your lesson. At least that's what you'd told your mentor.
In reality, though? If you could save yourself from some physical effort with your magic, then by all the hells you'd try to do it.
It was late the night you realized you'd worked through both lunch and dinner, leaving you absolutely starving. But the kitchen was on the other side of the house and you really, really didn't feel like walking all the way there and all the way back. Plus everyone was bound to be asleep at this hour, so you'd be reduced to cooking, too.
Why couldn't you just magic the food to your room instead? Better yet, skip the whole boring eating process and magic it directly into your stomach?
The possible consequences never even crossed your mind as you began to quickly compile a spell. A special twist on a transportation spell would probably do the trick, you thought to yourself. A portal directly from the pantry to your gut. What could possibly go wrong?
So you settled on the wording, gathered your power, and focused it through your wand. You cast the spell with a flick of your wrist, but for a moment, nothing happened. You frowned down at your wand, wondering what you'd screwed up this time-- but then you felt it.
A tingle of magic and something dropping into your stomach from within. You had no way of telling what it might be besides food, but you didn't really care in the midst of your sudden excitement. It worked! The spell worked! Grabbing some paper and a quill, you began scribbling down the details of your spellwork for further study, barely even noticing when you felt the same sensation again.
You barely noticed it the third time it happened, too.
By the fourth time, though, you were starting to feel a bit full. The spell wasn't transporting small bites of food, after all, for that would have been incredibly inefficient. Sure, you hadn't specified the exact parameters of the spell in your haste, but the intention was there and that's what mattered, right?
By the sixth time the magic dropped food into your stomach, you'd abandoned your quill to press a hand against your now-bulging belly. You winced, feeling your body already straining to hold whatever you'd bespelled into it. "That's enough," you grumbled under your breath as you shook your wand. "You can stop now."
But then it happened again. And again. And again. By the tenth time you could feel panic starting to rise alongside some faint nausea, your now obviously distended middle straining against your mage's robes. You were belatedly starting to understand why your mentor always stressed putting limits on a spell, for while you'd told the magic what to do, you hadn't restrained the quantity for it to transport, nor the type of food you wanted it to send.
Something else forced its way into your stomach, leaving you whimpering as a much larger mass warped your belly into an unnatural shape and sent you stumbling to your knees. From the weight and the long, hard protuberance on one side, you could only guess it to be the whole ham your mentor had been keeping for a special occasion.
Twenty pounds of meat teleported directly into your stomach all at once. What was next? An apple? A loaf of bread? A side of beef?
You clutched at your stomach, your eyes growing wide as the tingle hit again. Guess you'd find out soon enough.
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Blow up my inbox with asks, like I blew up my belly in this tight tight shirt!
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Submissive 👏 doesn't 👏 mean 👏 having 👏 no 👏say👏 or👏 input 👏in👏 sex
#feedism#sub#dom#also it sucks having a dub that has no desires of their own#its like “i dunno what do you want to do?”#but with blue balls
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5xl shirt found in a British Heart Foundation shop
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A very generous friend paid for me to eat takeaway from Saturday morning to Sunday morning. Here's two pictures from when I woke up around 11am to before bed at 5am the following morning.
I am so ridiculously stuffed in the second image...
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