I wonder how many people noticed how unsporty your body looked in that sports bra

but then again you probably blended in just fine with the "this fit last summer..." crowd

but this did fit last summer 🥺🥵👉🏻👈🏻

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Don't worry about finishing it all btw, I can always make more 😵‍💫😍

Artist 💖: ekusupanshon

Thoughts on vore?

Sooooo, on my list of shit I'm into, vore isn't on it with like specific exceptions (berry/food people and slime stuff). However, it doesn't bother me. Like I don't hate it, just doesn't hit a spot for me?

Source

"Big and juicy"

At first you thought it was just some mild bloating: it could have been your time of the month, or an allergic reaction, or maybe something you ate wasn't agreeing with you (that blueberry tart perhaps?). Either way, your belt was digging into your stomach somewhat and you opted to ignore it for now and keep watching your DIY videos.

It refused to be ignored, however. Somehow, it had gotten even tighter around you. The feeling was unbearable, like your belt was going to split you in half. You put your videos on pause to finally go deal with this before it gets any worse.

Standing in front of your vanity mirror and tugging up the hem of your shirt, it was abundantly obvious what was wrong: your stomach had done more than just "bloat," it was blowing up. It was blowing up big time right in front of your eyes. Like someone had snuck a balloon into your stomach and was pumping it just out of view, you could see it inflate and push against your belt. You could hear the leather creak and strain as your midsection poured over it. It felt so unbearably tight against you. You struggled with the buckle, working feverishly to undo it before it really did split you in half, until finally unlatching it and the top button of your pants as well. The mound of stomach that had been held back launched forward like a rubber band, crashing into your vanity table. You could finally see the full scale of your growing stomach: round and taut, and the size of a volleyball. A patch of blue formed where your stomach made impact and you believed it was a bruise, or at least you did until the blue turned a deeper shade and started spreading.

Like ink in water, the blue spread across your skin, creeping up and out in all directions from your center, until it had spread to cover your whole torso and most of your forearms and thighs. With it, the bloating had spread as well, and was even speeding up. Your belly had doubled in size from where it was just a few moments ago and seemed to be taking the rest of your torso with it. Thighs and forearms had ripened into thick pool floaters. Your breasts and ass were ballooning, taking on inches by the second. Clothing, left tight and constricting by the pressure of your swelling body, began tearing and shredding, exposing you. As well, it seemed like your body wasn't just swelling, it was being filled with something; something that sloshed and burbled inside of you. Something, juicy?

The blue had spread to the rest of your body, and with it your midsection was that of an overblown beachball. The weight of your juice had sent you crashing to your floor. You tried to hoist yourself back up, but your limbs struggled to push against your swelling and increasingly spherical body. Juice continued to pour inside you, and you kept swelling, and swelling, and swelling. So taut, and full, and and tart. Excess juice started to stream out of you, leaking out of your distended breasts and enlarged pussy. The feeling of your skin stretching, the sensation of your whole self swelling and being lost to the ball you were becoming: you were so hot and bothered. If only you could reach down there and get yourself off.

Oh well, might as well enjoy the ride.

Please don't hate me for getting turned on when:

You struggle to get in or out of the car

You get embarrassed in public because your clothes no longer fit you 

You struggle to breathe as you try to get to the end to the road

You don't fit into any of the booths at your favourite restaurant and we have to bring our own chair for you

You wear your sleep apnoea mask 

You break the bed 

You're too fat to get off by yourself and I have to help you every time 

You ask me to wash you because you can't reach your whole body

You can't help yourself around fatty foods 

You struggle to feel cool, even in the coldest of winters 

You find it hard to stand up and have to build momentum up to do it 

Someone else asks you if you’ve gained weight

Your cart is full at the supermarket 

People stare at you in the supermarket because your cart is so full 

You have to wear oxygen at all times 

You ask me to get you more food after the huge 3 course meal we just had because you’re still starving 

You groan unconsciously when you eat 

You have to pay extra for 2 seats when we fly 

I can’t help it 🫢

Now normally at Enid's offices its normal to put on a bit of weight, but this is ridiculous! She's been eating almost non stop for weeks. What could have caused this? Could it have been that encounter with the mysterious woman who she rudely pumped into, stroked her face and whispered 'fatter' into her ear? Yeah, that was probably it. Hopefully this can be reversed before she literally eats until she explodes!!

Or y'know, that could be hot actually.

Finally, another Kink Awakening piece under the belt. This was inspired by the Action League Now episode 'Fatter'. Hopefully I can get some more of these out considering its been well over a year since the initial one...

What about a… Miltank Kris?

You'd suggest turning poor slim and trim Kris into a silly plump, milky bovine creature?

For shame!

Passion Patties for Gwen

Gwen had gotten her first Passion Patty left upon her desk with a thank you note. Not often given much appreciation, Gwen ate the baked good present and...hrm...

Now, she had never been a sweet fiend but that cookie was the best she'd ever had and...well...one box after work couldn't hurt...

Until she's coming home in a daze with twenty cartons of cookies and a body thickening to the point of tearing seams. But she just can't help it.

But what about snorlax gwen?

Well, she wouldn't be great at paperwork or anything too thinking intense as it would tire her out but she'd be an excellent pillow or bed. So, still gets to be helpful.

Soft Jaw

Aw, look at that soft jawline. Can I touch it? Touch you? Oh my gosh, so soft… Let me stroke that chubby neck of yours, those round, succulent shoulders… Yeah, you like it, don’t you? You’re practically purring. You’re so soft baby, did you know that? Mhmm yeah it is because of what we’ve been feeding you. No? No need to lie to me, I’m the one who’s been watching you all this time. Come here, look at my phone. Yeah, look at those pictures. That was you just a couple years ago. All teeny tiny and trim, huh? Cute as a button. No no, don’t worry! You’re even cuter now, don’t even start. Relax… See this next picture? There you are, that’s when your inner miss piggy took control, that’s when you started having trouble finding clothes that fit, buttoning up those cute booty shorts, or even finding shoes that didn’t pinch. Mhmm, that’s when I saw you had potential, cos you like all these treats don’t you? Oh my gosh your face lights up when I come home with something new, or from one of your favorite places. It’s not like I’m going to deny you anything you want to stuff your face with, especially when you won’t either. What? Oh, you’re hungry thinking about more treats, aren’t you? But you like me groping you all over too, huh? Can’t decide if you want to get up and browse through my latest grocery haul or stay right here being my own personal stress relief ball? Don’t worry baby, we can do both.

-SB

A shit ton of bot blogs followed me when I specifically asked for the Grand High Witch to come bully me. Get with the program.

The Witches - (1990) dir. Nicolas Roeg

Extra Art: Gobba mode 1

The woman giggled, sighed from the heart and said to herself “It would be really cool to be a pantless goblin eating doritos…” the moment she uttered those words her ears shook and enlarged, big like the wings of a flying fox. Her friend witnessed in shock, but the woman didn’t notice her fantastical metamorphosis, she kept doing her tasks as her skin became lime and her bust swell… It wasn’t until the shrinking and the sprout of a tail in her arse made her pants drop that she realized what was going on, not that much could be done about the fact. The transformation finished and her friend laughed hard, the goblin girl grumbled, slightly ashamed and annoyed for her mutation, but what upset her the most was that she really wanted to eat those doritos. Fun fact about common gobbas such as this one: The tip of her ears are as sensitive as her nipples. Art by Ereon: https://www.deviantart.com/new-ereon If you like TFerotica and want to see more of our stuff, please, consider supporting SkS using one of these links: www.patreon.com/senorincognito… app.gumroad.com/senorincognito… senorincognito69.fanbox.cc/ ko-fi.com/senorincognito69 And don’t forget to fave, watch and comment! 8D

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