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Fat suit by Gluttony-Witch, literature
Literature
Fat suit
Another twisted tail from my demented mind. much more of a body horror story. you really don't see those any more. meh enjoy or be horrified Sarah is a curvy bluenette and she signed up for the spooky season at the local Circus Freak Show haunted house. Sarah was eager to make some pocket change this season and was really curious about what it was like to work in the haunted house. Sarah killed the interview easy and now was back for orientation. Sarah was led down a long dark hall by Luna a dark haired clown in a french maid costume, and taken to a large room. Once There she saw a banner of the circus fat lady Called "fat Mary." Luna Showed Sarah to the set. Luna explained "So the way this works is. I'm gonna play the roll of the circus owner or the master of games! Now the Circus fat lady is the physical embodiment of Gluttony! In fact each freak show attraction has there own sin theme attached to it. I will introduce you and then the stage hands will shine a spot light on you
Growing Her Online Presence - Part 4 by mr-monopoly, literature
Literature
Growing Her Online Presence - Part 4
A BBW and Weight Gain Story After her embarrassment at the running track, Natalie started to have some doubt creep into her. It didn’t help that at the movie she went to see afterwards, she had to move to one of the handicap seats after not being able to fit through the narrow arm rests of the old theater’s chairs. It worked out better for her anyways as the handicap seats had cup holder to rest her XL soda in, and the seat next to her was free to stash her purse full of candy or her tub of popcorn, whichever one she wasn’t eating at the time. But still, a dark picture seemed to be getting clearer. Despite this Natalie continued to live her normal life. Eating excessive calories every day hoping to add inches to her bust, going to work, and most importantly posting multiple times a day on InstaSnap, something a little special for JustAdmirers, and sorting her paid requests for content. She was so busy it was easy to push the idea that anything might be wrong to the back of her
The Creation of Fat by thewingman23, literature
Literature
The Creation of Fat
Once, when the world was new, Exalta wandered her garden of Elysium. Her skin the color of the honey that the bees created in their hives, her hair the same lavender flowers blooming in her wake. When Exalta had emerged from the ethereal plane, she had been described as a statue carved by a generous sculptor. Whereas most deities were chiseled, rippling with muscles, she was soft and inviting. Her bust pushed against the edge of her robes, and her legs always kissed when she walked. Faire folk fluttered about her. They danced on petals, drank from dew, and enjoyed freedom. But one had a question. “Oh lady Exalta, I have a question for you?” Exalta held out a finger for her winged companion to land on. “Speak, little one.” The fairy shrugged the back of her little head. “We live in a world of excess, where every want is cared for by that which your kind creates. Yet I feel we don’t acknowledge that. How will we show when we have more than enough, even when
The American Obesity Problem by LightningRodOfHate, literature
Literature
The American Obesity Problem
I have no face. There was a time when I may have owned one, but this is a fuzzy half-memory. In fact, it may be entirely an invention of fantasy. These days, regardless of my history, I know for a fact that I have no face. However, I have been granted a name: The American Obesity Problem. And I am growing in the United States. You may have seen me on television. You may have been witness to my disconcerting back cleavage and mystified by the seamless transition my legs make from my calves into my ankles. You probably saw my unsettlingly large, shelf-like behind as it strained against my tight Capri pants that I swore I would fi
Collab by toddlesbeanysalt, literature
Literature
Collab
Would any artists be interested in a collab? can be something as simple as a drawing and a story to go with it, whatever suits both parties well. I've wanted to do one for a long time, but I think now is the best time. Feel free to respond in the comments below if you wish!
The Scales of Time (Chapter 3) WG by BSWriter, literature
Literature
The Scales of Time (Chapter 3) WG
The fattening was coming. Vivian fell to one knee in the clearing in the wood and stared up at the gleeful face of her victorious foe. “Please. Have mercy.” “Mercy?” laughed Julie. “You don’t deserve mercy. You don’t deserve your power. You don’t deserve the perfect body that you’ve lorded over others.” Julie bent down and twisted the sobbing Vivian’s ear as she began to drag her back up to her feet. “You deserve to be… a BIG. FAT. LOSER.” With Vivian on her feet and quaking with fear, Julie pulled her close and whispered in her ear. “And I want everything you have. It’s time for you to be the pathetic piggy instead.” Julie shoved Vivian away and turned to await her mom’s pronounce mean with chins held high knowing that two would soon be down to one, and that Vivian would be taking the extra one instead. “It is concluded, and the council now declares that the winner of this challenge is Julianna.” Julie’s mother was doing her best to remain stoic as ever, but Julie could
Some things change, some don't (Hourglass, AE) by crazyman193, literature
Literature
Some things change, some don't (Hourglass, AE)
“Tonight? Really???” “Yeah, have a night out. Like the old days.” “Believe me, I know just the place ;P” Tiana looked at the conversation at her phone again and again, it’s been so long since she’s last seen Nia. The two have been friends in hell for as long as she remembered. She honestly was surprised that Nia even kept her phone number after all this time. Taking a sip of water, she glanced near the entrance almost excitedly for the fated arrival. Upon seeing the door opening, she finally landed eyes on her friend. Given her impish nature, she was short, her white and purple witch’s hat reaching well near her hips if it was sitting on the ground. her highlighter lavender skin complimented her yellow eyes and gold eyeshadow. A single horn could be seen on her forehead, separating her long hair. Her hips were wide, swaying with each steps, her tail swinging in tandem with her sway. “NIA!” Tiana almost squealed with glee as she got out of the booth to hug her friend. “Tiana, It’s
