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achubbydumpling · 2 years

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A Little Extra: Too Fat For Furniture

Rating: Explicit Words: 1419 Pairing: None just Lee Additional Tags: Extreme Weight Gain, Mobility Struggles, Breaking Furniture, Diets (mentioned), but Lee doesn't lose any weight

[on AO3]

After getting shot and nearly bleeding out in a remote forest in the middle of nowhere Lee was less than eager to return to work. In his absence, one of his former deputies had campaigned to be elected Sheriff. Of course, he'd won.

Lee had been bitter the first few weeks, but slowly the blessing in disguise had revealed itself. Suddenly, Lee was to be pitied instead of hated. His poor sister and that terrible incident with the Russel boy.

It was like the whole town had forgotten about any of his unsavoury business from Before. Obviously, Lee took advantage of that.

It started when his neighbour brought over a pie.

"I know you boys don't cook well. I wouldn't want you starving after that tragedy!"

Lee was perfectly capable of feeding himself, but he wasn't about to decline free dessert.

"Aw, thank you, Ms Smith. You didn't have to but… yeah, you know what? I have been having some difficulty readjusting, you know?" Lee tacked on an awkward laugh for full effect, and it worked like a charm.

Ms Smith's expression softened, and she patted him on the shoulder.

"I know it's difficult. You know when my husband died…"

Listening to her blabber about her husband got on Lee's nerves quickly, but she promised to bring by some more food tomorrow.

With that, the flood gates were opened.

The whole town must've heard about what Lee said because they all came flocking to his house carrying platters and platters of food. Even after a month, a few stubborn souls stuck around to make sure he was well-fed. And it sure was showing.

He'd never been skinny or anything, but the bit of pudge around his middle blossomed into a full-on gut. A heavy ball that sat on his thighs and pushed out into his lap more with every day.

Lee made a few half-assed attempts at losing the weight.

No beer before bed or no desserts after dinner, but he rarely stuck with it longer than a week and any weight he did lose came back double or triple the week after that.

'Well-fed' quickly turned into 'fat'. Lee was slowly encroaching on a size that he hadn't ever seen on other people.

On one memorable call, he'd had to help a man weighing double what he did back then out of his tub. The guy had to have been 400lbs, maybe even closer to 450lbs.

Lee had crossed 300lbs after eight months of consistent feeding. After a year he was pushing closer to 350lbs than 300lbs, but he ended the year without crossing that boundary just yet.

Seeing that number on the scale shocked Lee back into dieting for two whole weeks. Food piled up in his fridge and freezer as he valiantly tried to stick to tiny portions. It all culminated in a two-day binge that ended with Lee pinned to his sofa.

He'd never really understood how someone could struggle to get to his feet, but he learned then. No matter how much he tried, his stomach hurt too much. His bloated belly got in the way and his puffy arms couldn't get any leverage on the battered sofa.

Lee had done a number on the sofa. A deep dent into the left side where he usually sat to watch TV (or stuff his face more frequently now). The small dining table had quickly gotten too uncomfortable for his growing gut and eventually, one of the foldable chairs had given out under his heft.

He'd struggled just to get up from the floor again. It was a humbling experience but with food still, on the table, Lee didn't think too much about it and just moved to the living room. Not like he could break his sofa, right?

Wrong.

It did take until Lee reached over 400lbs. His rickety, old sofa just wasn't made for this weight constantly torturing it. Sitting down normally had just gotten too much work and one of the supporting slats broke with a loud crack when Lee let himself fall down.

While it scared the hell out of Lee, he'd reached a sort of breaking point. There wasn't any use in losing weight now, right? And he'd surely plateau at some point. So, he still ate his breakfast.

Food deliveries had petered out a while ago. Once he'd really blown up no one wanted to keep feeding the fat (ex)-Sheriff, but his pension was good enough to keep up with his habit. He didn't need money for much else.

400lbs turned into 450lbs without him really noticing. Lee didn't think it was possible to gain 50lbs without so much as a creeping suspicion but sure enough, his (new) scale wasn't lying. His clothes were getting tighter too, but Lee had had enough foresight to get something with a bit more room.

A lot more room actually because his clothes held up until 500lbs. That's when the weight really hit him. He'd been struggling with lots of little things so far and slowly decreasing stamina, but it was like he'd crossed a magic boundary from being able to still do most things to struggling for breath while he was sitting on his ass (to eat another meal).

Things started getting really scary when Lee felt both sides of his sofa brushing his sides. No matter how he sat his wide hips and thick love handles were always brushing the sofa's arms.

Of course, that didn't slow a proper glutton down.

If anything, Lee increased his food intake. Some subconscious realisations that he was cutting his life short with every additional pound he gained, every hour he spent on his ass instead of exercising and every single, greasy bite he shoved past his lips. So, of course, he needed to make the best of the time he had left.

Lee committed to his lifestyle of hedonism, not just food-wise, but also by overindulging in his drinking, spending his pension instead of saving anything and getting even lazier. Most of his days were spent inside, but occasionally, he longed for a change of scenery and undertook the laborious trek outside.

Walking had become increasingly difficult, and his gait had turned into a shuffling waddle. The heavy bag on his shoulder didn't make it easier, but he couldn't imagine sitting outside without something to snack on and a few drinks.

Just lifting his feet exhausted him and his joints screamed at him with every lumbering step. But he made it out to the porch. It was a cool evening and Lee sighed when the breeze cooled his overheated skin.

However, that moment of relief wasn't enough to cut through the pain of walking and standing. He spotted the porch swing not too far away. He hadn't been out here in a few months, so it looked a bit run down, but the wood looked sturdy enough. Surely, it could hold him. He dropped the bag full of food right in front of the swing.

Then, Lee tried to sit down as gently as possible but at his size that wasn't really an option. He crashed down onto the wooden bench and while it groaned underneath his weight, it held.

For a moment.

Just as Lee started to trust the construction of the porch swing and started to relax one of the chains to his right creaked with an ominous tone. A second later it snapped, and Lee was dumped to the ground.

The porch shook under the impact. Lee's first instinct was to get back to his feet, but the walk outside had exhausted him so much, that he took the opportunity to finally catch his breath.

Dread set in at the realization of how fat he'd let himself get. Every meal flashed before him, but before he could dwell on it the urgent need to breathe took over his mind again. Wheezing gulps of breath that still didn't seem to fill his lungs. His chest was too heavy for them to fully expand.

It took some time before he could concentrate on anything but breathing. Lee was still wheezing a bit now, but to his delight, he spotted the bag he'd nearly crushed. It was squished against his leg and Lee actually struggled a bit to reach around to grab a package of sugar cookies.

Once he crammed his mouth full of cookies all those negative thoughts vanished, and Lee fell back into the mindless consumption that had gotten him into this situation.

#Extreme Weight Gain #Mobility Struggles #Breaking Furniture #Diets (mentioned)#but Lee doesn't lose any weight tho #Get Beached #Get Beached 2022 #Too Fat for Furniture

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get-beached · 2 years

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GET BEACHED 2022

It’s July already? well that must mean its time for another round of Get Beached!

This year, we’re going for Get Beached at the Resort!

take a little nibble from our prompts below and dive on in to our summer of Chub!

LOCATIONS

lakeside park

ocean pier

amusement park/theme park

water park

resort hotel

Cruise ship

Cabin in the Woods

Air BnB

beach/poolside

concert/show/special event

movie theater

Luau/cookout

fair/festival

Zoo

Dude Ranch

Ice Cream Parlor/Snow Cone Shack/Popsicle Stand

SITUATIONS

kidnapped

too hot/no A/C

snack cart sampling

Vacation Mishaps/reservation mixups/lost luggage

spell/curse/potion

weird science

stuck/beached

shipwrecked

family/group vacation

lost a bet

exploring/sightseeing

suntan lotion/sunscreen application

sunburn/awkward tan lines/freckles

summer job

summer fling

Stargazing/cloudgazing

Water Sports

Cannonball / Belly Flop Contest

Mythical Sea Creatures

TOO FAT FOR

The Waterslide

The Massage Table

The Ride Vehicle

The Hot Tub

The Swimsuit

The Airplane Seat

The Innertube

The Boat/Jet Ski

The RV

A Dive

The Hammock

The Furniture

The Buffet

The Surf Board

The Beach Towel

#get beached #get-beached #announcement

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snacckcident · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish Characters: Adam Parrish, Ronan Lynch Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Established Relationship, Chubby Ronan Lynch, Belly Kink, Feeding Kink, Vacation, Fluff Series: Part 5 of Whipped Summary:

That’s what they were flying towards. A week of good times at an all-inclusive resort in Punta Cana. Adam was reluctant to agree to the trip based on price alone, but as soon as the words unlimited food and unlimited room service left Ronan’s mouth, Adam was on board. It also didn't hurt Ronan's case that Adam would get to watch him walk around bare chested and bare bellied for a week while they lazed poolside or on the beach.

On their first real vacation together, Adam and Ronan have a lot of fun and a lot of first times.

#my fic #pynch fanfic #trc fanfic #get beached #chubby ronan lynch

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malinaa · 5 months

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if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

#imagine you're a boy who's going to die. you're in love with the girl you've been watching from afar. you know your fate.#you just want to help her‚ but then there's the announcement and she's here in front of you‚ kissing you‚ risking her life for you and you #think‚ i could live and i could love. you think she loves you when she hands you the berries‚ when she puts them in her mouth.#then you both survive and you go back home and nothing is real anymore. you have nothing. no family. no friends. no love. just an empty #house. a drunk for a neighbor. the love of your life walking into somebody else's arms. you think‚ i survived the games. i could survive #this. and you also think‚ i should've bit down on those berries‚ should've felt the juice burst before i died.#and then the third quarter quell announcement rings in your ears and you think‚ she will live and i will die as i should have in the first #place. the girl you love kisses you on the beach and somewhere you heart stirs and your mind revolts and you savor every touch she has ever #given to you‚ in front of the cameras and off. because you are a tribute and you are always being watched and snow's presence looms and #you think‚ i know she cares. but you get taken. you get drugged. you get tortured‚ your mind altered. the girl is a mutt‚ a murderer. she's #everything you despise‚ your mind stirs. your heart revolts. you gain more awareness but cannot distinguish reality from fiction and you #have never known katniss' love. the war ends. you heal. you come home. you plant primrose for her. years down the line‚ you grow in love #more than you thought possible. but some days‚ you cannot tell fiction from reality so you ask the love of your life‚ you love me.#real or not real? and she says‚ real‚ and kisses you.#and you sigh and kiss her back and revel in this. a home. a life. a love.#lit #the hunger games #everlark #otp: real or not real?#katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #text #tais toi lys #thgpost

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blueskittlesart · 3 months

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zl wedding (again)

#no idea who officiates but impa is the maid of honor and aryll is link's best (wo)man because she is alive and well obviously.#tulin is the ring bearer. they get the stable trotters to play for the reception. nothing bad happens to them ever again #in terms of location i like tarrey town better for ceremony aesthetics but the idea of a hateno beach reception is soooo appealing #SIGH. someday i will get to plan a real wedding instead of a fictional one god willing #skribbles #zelink #totk #botw

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zeezu-ix · 1 month

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not even kidding when i say this took me like. a year and a half to finish </3

(IT WENT THROUGH LIKE 3 ITERATIONS!!!! then i was taking my sweeeeeet sweet time rendering it and i just gave up with shading - HAD ENOUGH ASBDSH!!! needed this out of my wips)

#not sure if i like it or not BUT ITS DONE. I CAN FINALLY GET TEAM SONIC BEACH DAY OUT OF MY MIND!!!!!#it all started from a doodle on my chemistry revision papers in secondary school #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic #my art!#miles tails prower #knuckles the echidna #feel like the red i used is jarring as hell but urghfnshdnhgs its fine i can go to bed now

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figmentof · 6 months

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#Our Flag Means Death #OFMD #ofmdedit #ourflagmeansdeathedit #ofmd s2 spoilers #gentlebeard #ofmdsource #ofmdaily #ofmdgifs #tvedits #lgbtedits #dailyflicks #tvarchive #EdwardStede #figmentofedit #we're getting THE big romantic cinematic kiss at the beach!!!!!!!!!#5k

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yennevii · 1 year

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hanging out at the fish shack 🐟🐟🐟

#stardew valley #stardew valley fanart #sdv #stardew willy #stardew elliott #digital art #digital illustration #artists on tumblr #yennevii art #my art #my current farm is the beach one so i've been doing a lot of fishing #chillin with the beach crew #getting my angle on #its fishney bitch

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starwarjotta · 3 months

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Cody surrounded by family and the people he loves, because that is what he deserves

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julykings · 9 months

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binder sunburn. entreating the sun for some gentleness, but of course such honesty always stings...

#from last month !!! ouchie. healed now into a nice tan hahahha #mine #art #and a little bit of ass.. sorrry ....... it seems fitting since i did get the sunburn at the nude beach

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egophiliac · 3 months

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BIRD SSR????????????

NOOOO I wasted all my keys on Platinum Malleus, HOW CAN THEY DO THIS TO ME

(I do kinda love that this is officially "Raven Jacket" Crowley though) (does this open up the possibility of a selection of future Crowley fashion cards)

#art #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #eyestrain #(my knowledge of rave attire is very limited i am so sorry)#(to be fair i don't believe crowley knows anything about raving either)#(he's there in a misguided attempt to chaperone/make sure students don't do anything he might be legally liable for)#petition for an ssr of crowley's beach shorts and fedora #anyway i saw the banner and immediately assumed it was going to be another absolutely unhinged no-context episode 7 story card drop #and lost my MIND #and then i scrolled down and...oh it's an event whoops #alas another month without more main story #does this mean more staff cards in the future though? HEY TWST DOES THIS MEAN MORE STAFF CARDS 👀👀👀#are they going to have stories. do we get to see crowley try once again to convince the school board not to fire him. yes PLEASE #god i have NO keys what am i going to DO #i thought i had time to save for sebek's birthday!#but...but our terrible birddad...

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achubbydumpling · 2 years

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A Little Extra: A Lost Bet

Rating: Teen and Up Words: 1000 Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College, Getting Together, chubby Bucky Barnes, Weight Gain

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Despite him being the captain of the football team Steve was rarely invited to any frat parties. Steve blamed it on his reputation. Everyone seemed to think he was too stuck-up and innocent to be much fun. Wherever that myth had started.

But tonight, Steve was actually invited. His roommate, Bucky, had convinced his friends to let Steve come over. Bucky had organised some drinks too and everyone was pooling money together to order pizza later.

Right now, they were getting ready to play spin the bottle.

Since it was still fairly early in the night no bottles had been empty, but Bucky had downed his bottle of beer in half a minute flat. Steve hadn’t been able to look away from Bucky’s throat as his Adam’s apple bopped with every pull from the bottle. His eyes had followed the beer. To Bucky’s belly that was slowly creeping out from under his shirt.

By the time Steve finally forced himself to look away Bucky had downed the entire bottle and sat down with everyone else on the floor to play. It only sunk in then that there was a chance he’d have to kiss Bucky.

Steve might’ve been harbouring a slight crush on his roommate since freshman year. So, he wasn’t even sure if he was happy or worried about the possibility.

As it turned out Steve shouldn’t have worried. Everyone decided they weren’t drunk enough to play actual ‘Spin the Bottle’, so it turned into ‘Truth or Dare’. Which was slightly better. Or… worse? Steve honestly wasn’t sure.

“Dare,” Steve decided when the bottle landed on him. Just in that moment the doorbell rang. Natasha decided on a practical dare for him.

“I dare you to get our pizza from the delivery guy.”

They traded a few jokes about how difficult this would be for Steve before he finally reached the door. The money was already counted, and Steve only had to carry everything inside. They divvied up their orders and Steve handed everyone what they wanted.

Three cartons were left in the end, a small one for Steve, a large one for Bucky and another large one for… “Did anyone else order?” Steve asked in the round, but Bucky was already reaching for the second carton.

“Both for me.” He patted his belly, “I gotta keep this beast happy.”

Steve watched transfixed as Bucky’s belly jiggled under his touch. His shirt was tight enough to see a shallow indent over his belly button. Bucky really was all his kinky dreams come true. Since freshman year he must’ve put on a good 80lbs.

Probably more, a little voice whispered in Steve’s mind.

Steve could hardly believe that Bucky used to have abs. Now they were replaced with an actual gut. Not just a bit of softness, but actual rolls.

Fuck, Steve caught himself staring, but Bucky took it well.

“I’m not sharing, Rogers, this is way too good,” Bucky said and took another bite. Steve couldn’t decide whether he was in heaven or hell.

Everyone had long finished their dinner while Bucky was still eating. Conversation had picked back up, but Steve couldn’t get himself to participate. Bucky was already struggling after the first bite of the second pizza. No way he’d be able to finish.

Natasha seemed to think the same because she spoke up and said, “sure, you’re gonna finish that, big guy? No one’s forcing you.”

There was a glint of determination in Bucky’s eyes.

“Of course, I’m gonna finish. It’s not that much food.”

“Yeah? Bet.” Natasha offered her hand.

“What if I win?” Bucky asked. Natasha thought for a moment and then grinned wide.

“I’ll pay for both pizzas.”

“What if I lose?”

“I get to decide who had to kiss you.”

Bucky raised his eyebrows at Natasha and then his eyes flicked over to Steve for a moment and Steve held his breath.

“Well, I’m not gonna lose. So, I won’t have to worry about that.”

Disappointment flooded through Steve. That’s pretty much confirmation that Bucky wasn’t interested in him and worse knew about Steve’s crush. He wanted a hole to open up in the floor and swallow him whole.

Despite himself Steve kept watching Bucky work his way through the pizza. It wasn’t like Bucky could know about Steve’s kink. He might’ve told Natasha about his crush, but he’d deliberately kept any details to himself.

Bucky kept looking at Steve. It was infuriating. Especially when Steve was forcing himself to look away, he could feel Bucky’s eyes burning on the back of his neck.

Steve stood up abruptly and headed to the kitchen to get another beer. He intended to go back to the others right after, but something kept him glued right at the kitchen counter. He finished his beer and got another and tried to work up the courage to go back.

He didn’t have to.

Bucky came in. He was walking slowly, clearly struggling under the heavy weight of his gut. With a grunt he let himself fall on one of the bar stools and pushed the pizza carton he was carrying at Steve. When he didn’t more Bucky opened it up.

There was a single piece left. Steve couldn’t believe Bucky couldn’t have forced that in as well.

“I lost,” Bucky said.

“Who do you have to kiss?”

Bucky rolled his eyes and hauled Steve across the counter to press a kiss to his lips.

“For being a smart guy, you can be really dumb sometimes.”

Steve felt like his whole world had been turned upside down and inside out.

“You want to-“

“For two damn years. You never seemed to be interested. Nat told me we were both idiots. I figured it out from there.”

Bucky leaned back on the bar stool, and he rubbed his belly where it had pressed against the hard edge of the counter when he leaned over to kiss Steve.

“Now, I think there’s another piece of pizza I can finally eat.”

#I made this :D #Weight Gain #fat Bucky Barnes #wg story #weight gain fiction #Get Beached #Get Beached 2022

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imwretched · 7 months

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people who don't like the beach aesthetic of 1989 tv don't have an emotional attachment to these visuals I guess ??

#1989 is BEACH #he said let's get out of this town.... hello people they are going to the beach #plus all of this love which is the thesis statement song of 1989 #maybe I'll make an edit #1989 #1989 tv #erin talks

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beybuniki · 8 months

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lov beach episode whennnn

#this wasnnot my usual approach and i dont even think these look particularly nice but i had to get this out as fast as possible #i have other sketches with the other members but i dont have time to finish those i'll post them eventually lets see #but hello WHERE are the league fillers and spin offa they deserve them fuck those preppy kids i wanna see dabi sleep at the beach!!!!!!!#bnha #todoroki touya #dabi #himiko toga #shigaraki tomura #leage of villains #villain trio #beach au

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bigcutiebonnie · 6 months

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Would you come to beach with me?😏

Sub->🔥OnlyFans🔥

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knox-knocks · 8 months

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Thinking about wymack trying to break the news to the rookie kid about their problems with the japanese mafia without scaring him off the team only for the rookie kid to have his very own ties to a different but related gang is too fucking funny to me

#wymack: okay kid I’m gonna be straight with you and I need you to not freak out about it. *deep breath* okay here goes #wymack: the moriyamas are yakuza and the ravens are moving into our district to get kevin to come back to the nest #neil son of the baltimore butcher: hmm. I see #neil in his head: if my mother weren’t already burnt to a crisp underneath a california beach she’d beat my fucking ass rn #wymack during the binghampton riot when kevin reveals neil’s true identity: hmm. I see #wymack in his head: so that’s why he reacted like that #neil josten #david wymack #aftg #tfc

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