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19 | gainer/admirer SW:140lbs CW:155lbs GW:175

[doncer-gut]

What you doing down there

[fatjockass]

[ilovethemanwiththebelly]

[feederhub-deactivated20220502]

Do you ever wonder how much you could eat if you truly let go. Imagine you have access to unlimited funds and infinite free time, all of which to spend on growing yourself. There are days where I can eat enough to comfortabley feed a family for a day and still be left craving things. In a world where my life revolved around eating and nothing else I could gorge through 10,000+ calories a day. Wake up, eat a huge breakfast loaded with all the greasiest foods you can possibly imagine. Come lunchtime it’s time for a buffet of burgers, pizzas, milkshakes and more. Then take a nap and let all that food settle into fat and pile on the weight before feasting on a dinner enough to make you nearly explode. Then over the hours before bed graze at whatever your fat arms can reach without leaving you breathless. After a hard day of utter gluttony you fall into a food coma, only to repeat the next day…

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[allfryam]

tase tester pt. 4

it was officially December, meaning it was finally the busiest season of the bakery. Business had never been this good, and Ben was baking extra to compensate. 3 trays was the new standard for Luke’s taste testing, and it was extremely obvious. Luke’s weight had skyrocketed, his clothes stretching and busting at the seams, his thighs rubbing together when he walked, and his enormous round gut that entered the room before he did. The rest of his body had definitely grown, but his gut was the star. It was perfectly round, almost levitating over his waistband.

Luke awoke one morning to see Ben in his room. “Jesus!” Luke shouted when he saw. “Sorry.” Ben replied. “Just wanted to let you know about your promotion!” Ben said excitedly. Luke sat up in bed (struggling of course) and turned towards Ben. “You are officially able to do the work from home method!” Ben shouted gleefully. Luke’s eyes grew wide as Ben explained that he would come by, drop off Luke’s 3 trays, come back around lunch to collect the reviews and the empty trays, and then come by one more time when the bakery closed to drop off any leftovers. Luke looked down at his gut and rubbed it slowly as Ben dropped off his trays. “Fuck…” Luke murmured as Ben left.

the days started blending together as Luke continued to excel in his new position. He hardly ever left his bed now, only to go to the bathroom and to pick up his DoorDash. He didn’t even bother getting dressed. He only wore underwear that got tight two sizes ago to cover his dick. His growing globe of a gut almost did that for him though. Luke would never ever tell anyone this, but deep down, he almost liked what was happening to him. He had always been lazy, and now, he hardly had to move a muscle and he had an easy job with decent housing. He really couldn’t complain that much. Sure he never saw himself having a giant gut protruding out of him, but he knew his abs were bound to disappear sooner rather than later. Luke decided he wanted to be even lazier though…

about a year later, Luke had become completely immobile. Ben had to hire someone to feed Luke, to wash him, empty his bucket, and change the channel at Luke’s request. He was treated like royalty, and the guy Ben hired was gorgeous. He had a perfect body and strong hands, with sort brown hair and perfect teeth. His name was Sam and him and Luke had started dating about a month ago and it was going great. Sam loved his mountainous blob of a boyfriend, and he kept him happy. He would suck him off while he ate, he would ride Luke’s dick (because it was honestly impossible to do it any other way), and on the rare occasion Luke got full, Sam was there to help.

hope you guys enjoyed this really short little series! I wanted to write something a little tame after how sexual gift cards was, but I’ll probably return to something similar to that soon… anyway let me know what you guys think or if you have any pictures you want turned in to a story don’t hesitate to dm me!

[allfryam]

I want someone to suck my dick while I eat. But the second I stop, so do they. Their mouth feels so good surrounding my throbbing cock, but I’m starting to get full. I stop to take a breath, and they immediately pull away. I moan and shove more fattening food into my mouth so they continue. I crave the satisfaction of their hardworking mouth. My stomach stretches further and further, and each bite becomes more painful, but you suck harder with each bite I take, encouraging me to continue. I moan and groan in pain and pleasure as I stuff myself past my limits, but I don’t want you to stop, so neither do I. My round gut is aching and grumbling in monstrous pain, but my dick is throbbing and leaking precum, desperate for more. I’ll never stop eating as long as you keep sucking…

[allfryam]

taste tester pt. 3

Luke awoke groggily to his alarm and slowly rolled out of bed. He stretched and yawned before making his way to the bathroom. He had passed out immediately after his morning shift after shoving dozens of pastries down his throat, and he set an alarm to wake him up for his night shift. Ben had started making Luke work two shifts a day. One in the morning to test the new pastries, and one in the evening to finish all the leftover pastries that didn’t sell. Luke was hesitant to accept the night shifts at first, but Ben offered to pay overtime and he could really use the money.

Luke used the bathroom then looked in the mirror to fix his hair. “Jesus…” he whispered to himself. His reflection looked noticeably wider than he remembered. He moved his hands down to his stomach and rubbed it. It was round and bloated, with a thin layer of peach fuzz beginning to grow. Luke was noticeably thicker, with his belly being the star of the show. He continued to stare at himself for another minute or two before getting dressed and heading in to work.

Ben had already closed up shop and headed home for the night so Luke decided to just take all the leftover pastries back to his apartment so he could at least be comfortable while he ate. He grabbed the two trays full of the sweets and walked back to his apartment. He set the trays down on his bed, flipped the tv on, pulled off his tight shirt, then plopped down on the bed. He absentmindedly ate the pastries while watching some stupid movie. His body was getting used to all the sugar he was eating and his stomach didn’t hurt after eating all the pastries anymore. His rounding gut rose and fell with each breath, and he eventually finished the last pastry on the tray.

as Luke continued to watch the movie, his phone vibrated and he looked at it to see a text from his old situationship. His name was Kyle and he was absolutely gorgeous. Muscles from head to toe and a perfect face. Luke decided he didn’t have much else to do so he invited him over. Shortly, Kyle arrived and knocked on the door. “Jesus” Kyle muttered as Luke swung the door open. Luke had forgotten he was still shirtless so there was no way he could hide the extra pounds he put on. “Been eating well?” Kyle asked cautiously as he sat on the bed. “Yeah… I uhh…. Work at the bakery next door. I’m the uhhh… taste tester” Luke answered hesitantly. They chatted a bit more before starting to kiss and rip off each others clothes. Luke pressed his softened frame against Kyle’s rigid abs and kissed passionately. Kyle moved his way down and began to take Luke in his mouth. He had to push Luke’s legs out a little further to get all the way down though. His thighs were a little wider than Kyle remembered.

they hung out for a while and eventually Kyle went home. All the exercise made Luke hungry though. He decided to order food before going to bed. He got a bunch of McDonald’s and watched some cheesy movie while he mindlessly ate naked in bed. He eventually passed out surrounded by McDonald’s wrappers, used condoms, and bakery trays.

[allfryam]

taste tester pt. 2

it had been almost a month since Luke started working at the bakery, and he couldn’t have been happier. He got to live in an apartment for free, he lived right next to work so he didn’t have to commute, and he had the best job ever. All he did was clock in, eat a shit ton of delicious pastries, and clock out to take a nap. There was one glaring issue though. Luke had finally started to pick up on the extra weight that was slowly piling onto his midsection. He’d put on about 10 - 15 lbs and his skinny frame had started to soften. He knew it was bound to happen, but he didn’t think it would add up so quickly. He sighed as he pulled on his sweatpants and headed into work.

“since the holidays are coming up I’m gonna need you to work a little extra for a couple months, got it?” Ben said when he saw Luke. “Well what does that mean?” Luke asked worriedly. “Well I’ll be making more pastries that you’ll need to test, and I’ll need you to continue to eat the entirety of each pastry. One bite doesn’t encapsulate the work of art that is my baking. Understood?” Luke placed his hand on his newly softened gut and shuddered. But there was no way he was losing this job. It was perfect. “Yup. Sounds great!” Luke said with a fake smile.

he sat down in the office and Ben brought in the usual tray full of pastries. Luke got right to work but before he could even finish the first one, Ben came back with a second tray full. Luke gulped. Luke wearily ate the delicious food and gave honest answers on his worksheet. He made his way through the first tray like usual and moved on to the second. He was already starting to get full so he knew he had to move quickly. He would shove the entire pastry in his mouth and fill out the sheet while he chewed. Luke groaned as he ate, feeling the pressure in his stomach grow as more and more sugar was dumped inside. After the final pastry he leaned back in his chair and breathed heavily. Luke didn’t notice but his shirt had ridden up to his belly button to reveal the bottom of his swollen middle.

“great job today” Ben said as Luke left. “Hope you’re ready for more tomorrow!” Luke sighed and promptly passed out on his bed when he got home. While Luke slept. Ben made his way to the kitchen to prepare Luke’s pastries for the next day. “Looks like I’m gonna have to make this harder” Ben sighed as he doubled the amount of butter and sugar in each pastry. “No way he eats all of this” Ben said grinning.

[allfryam]

will there be a taste tester part 2? love your work!!!

yes! I’m working on it don’t worry. Just been busy recently. Got any ideas you want to see? 😏

[musclechubbwill]

Something feels different, I just can't put my finger on it

[allfryam]

taste tester pt 1.

Luke sighed as he continued scrolling through job applications. He’d just graduated college and couldn’t secure a job for the life of him. His lease ended at the end of the month and there was no way he was moving back in with his parents. When he came out two years ago they practically treated him like he was invisible and that he was just going through some kind of phase.

eventually he came across an application to be a taste tester for a bakery. Luke clicked on it and looked at the description. “In desperate need of a young man with a big appetite willing to make sure all baked goods are up to standard. Free housing included with job.” Luke’s eyes lit up. Free housing? He immediately started the application and filled out all of his info before getting to the final step. “Please submit two photos of yourself with no shirt on, one from the front and one from the back.” Luke stopped. “The hell?” Why would they need pictures of him? He was about to close the application before he thought about the free housing part of the job again. “Anything is better than living with my parents…” Luke sighed and took off his shirt. He went into the bathroom to take his pictures. His strong body had been toned by sports and the gym since high school. Luke hade been active and fit for his entire life. He flexed and took the pictures, showing off his toned abs and strong arms.

Luke awoke the next morning to an email from the bakery he applied to. “Hello Luke! This is Ben from big boy’s bakery! We’re reaching out to inform you that you have been hired as our new taste tester! Please come in today for training.” Luke almost screamed when reading, but he quickly contained his excitement and got dressed. He headed down to the bakery soon after and walked inside. A strong man was standing behind the counter. He looked like he worked out everyday, but he wasn’t afraid to eat either. His stomach was just beginning to push against the tight apron he was wearing. “Ah! You must be Luke! I’m Ben, your new manager!” The man spoke up. He gave Luke a tour of the bakery and led him to his housing that came included with the job. It was just out behind the bakery, literally connected through a short hallway. It was a small apartment that had a bed, kitchen, and a tiny bathroom. It was super cramped but anything would be better than living with his parents. Next, Ben showed Luke to his station where he would be working. It was a room in the back of the bakery with a couch, a tv, a Table, and some pictures of pastries on the wall. “You ready to get started?” Ben asked still grinning.

luke sat down as Ben left and quickly returned with a tray of pastries. All unique and all looked delicious. Luke’s mouth watered. “Ok so these are all new recipes I’m experimenting with, and I need you to eat each one and then fill out the feedback form. Got it?” Ben asked. Luke nodded and Ben left the room. There were small labels next to each pastry, and Ben decided to start with “raspberry chocolate croissant” he took a bite and the pastry melted in his mouth. It was flaky, buttery, and the filling was to die for. Luke practically moaned as he took another bite. He finished, then turned to the paper on his right. He had to rate it out of 10, list any changes he would like to see, then add any additional notes or particular flavors that stuck out to him. Luke gave the croissant an incredible rating and then moved on to the next pastry.

before long, Luke had finished the entire tray of pastries and given a review to each one of them. His stomach was bloated from all the sweets, but he got off the couch and looked for Ben. “Done already?” Ben asked as Luke opened the door. “Yup!” Luke smiled. “Great! Well that’s all for today so I will see you tomorrow at 8!” Ben gleamed.

about a week into his new job, Luke was happier than ever. He couldn’t imagine a better job. He woke up, walked about 20 feet to the bakery, sat on the couch and ate a tray of delicious pastries while watching his favorite shows. He usually only worked for an hour or two and then Ben would send him home. A couple times, Ben even sent him home with a few pastries that weren’t selling well.

“shit” Luke mumbled as he gave up. He had been struggling to button his jeans for five minutes and he finally decided to just wear sweatpants. Luke just assumed his pants shrunk in the wash because he was using a new washer now. He failed to notice the few extra pounds the pastries had added to his waistline over the past week. Blissfully unaware, he strolled in to work with a smile on his face as Ben placed the full tray of beautiful pastries in front of him.

[allfryam]

gift cards: final part

Day 99:

it was the day before New Year’s Eve and Connor was hornier than ever. Martin was at his absolute heaviest, weighing a whopping 263 pounds. With each pound Martin gained, it made Connor even more obsessed with him. Martin hardly even moved anymore. He would lounge in bed until Connor brought him breakfast and fucked him while he ate, then he would shower and weigh himself, then he spent the rest of the day on the couch mindlessly watching tv while Connor went and spent the gift cards to bring home mountains of food. And like a good little piggy, he would happily scarf it all down while Connor either jerked him off, sucked his dick, or fucked him. Each of these tasks was getting harder by the day and Connor went crazy for it. Feeling martins stomach press against his head while he was sucking his dick? Perfection. Having to push his belly out of the way to jerk off? Amazing. Hearing him grunt and moan while his whole body jiggles? An absolute fantasy. Connor was living the dream. And so was Martin. He had always been a little lazy, but Connor gave him the opportunity to push that to the extreme. And he always loved food, and that has DEFINITELY been pushed to the extreme. Plus he had the best boyfriend in the world. He took such good care of him and Martin couldn’t be more grateful. “Ok are you ready to hear about my big plan for tomorrow?!” Connor asked excitedly. “Fuck yes. I’ve been dying to know what you’re planning for weeks!”

“Ok so we have 15 remaining gift cards that expire at midnight tomorrow. And I know you hate letting stuff go to waste so I’ve decided we are going to use up every last one of those 15 gift cards and you will eat every single thing that gets bought.”

“shit that sounds like a lot of food” Martin said rubbing his belly. “it’ll be a fuck ton. But I haven’t even told you the best part! I bought rope to tie you down to the bed, so I get to stuff you and fuck you until the clock strikes 12.” Connor said with a grin. “woah. I’ve never done bondage before. It does sound kinda hot though…” Martin replied. “We should have a safe word” Martin squeaked. “Fine. If you feel like you can’t eat any more and you want me to untie you, just say peaches.” Connor said.

day 100:

Martin awoke alone which was unusual. Normally Connor would press his morning wood into his ass to wake him up. But today, Martin didn’t feel Connor in bed with him. He tried to sit up but felt a tug on both of his arms. He turned to see Connor’s plan had already begun. He was tied to the bed in a starfish shape. One limb tied to each corner of the bed. Martins stomach rumbled. “Connor!” Martin yelled. Connor rushed in with three big bags of food. He had dennys, Dunkin, and a local diner. He began to unload all of the food onto a cart that he rolled into the room. “Ready to get started?” Connor asked excitedly. “Feed me” Martin moaned. Connor took off his clothes and grabbed a stack of pancakes from dennys. He grabbed one and folded it a couple times before shoving the entire thing into Martin’s mouth. He fed him with one hand and slowly stroked his cock with the other. “You aren’t allowed to cum until you eat everything. Got it?” Martin nodded with a mouth full of pancakes. The pancakes went down easy and next was the bacon. Connor decided to do it all at once. He grabbed the 10 strips of bacon and stacked them on top of each other then shoved the stack into Martins mouth and watched him chew. Connor moved to the donuts and moved to sitting on martins lap. He would place a donut into martins mouth then grab both of their dicks with one hand and jerk them off together. He would also slap martins belly just to hear him whimper and watch it jiggle. By this point, Martin started to slow down and Connor could tell he was getting full. But they weren’t even close. Next came waffles. Connor would rip off a big bite and put in in martins mouth, then while martins mouth was still open he would pour in some syrup. Connor decided to suck martins dick in between refills and at one point he got a little carried away and didn’t notice Martin had finished his bite. “MOOOORRREEE” Martin groaned loudly. Connor shot up and stuffed another waffle into his mouth before returning to martins throbbing dick. Martin began to sweat from all the food and the musk of his dick drove Connor mad. He began shoving food into martins mouth faster than he could chew. Donuts, sausage, eggs, pancakes, pastries, hashbrowns. Martin had an entire breakfast feast in his mouth all at once. Out of breath, he finally swallowed the last bit of the breakfast food and gasped for air. His heavy breathing made his gut rise and fall with each heavy breath. “Ok I… ate it all… let me cum…” Martin said exhausted. “Ah ah ah, piggy. I said everything” Martin instantly knew what he meant. He was t going to let him cum until he ate everything he was served today. Everything.

lunch came soon enough and Connor used 5 more of the gift cards. Only 7 left. Connor loaded up the cart again and showed Connor the food. Chipotle, McDonald’s, Wendy’s, subway, Dairy Queen. Martins eyes grew wide at the sight. “I’ll fuck you for every meal you finish” Connor said sternly. Martin nodded. Connor got to work and started with chipotle. He got a burrito.

He held it up to martins face and watched as he ate bite after bite, spilling lettuce and sour cream on his face and chest. Connor didn’t clean him after breakfast so he was still covered in syrup and grease from this morning. He finished the burrito in record timing and begged for Connor to fulfill his promise. Connor obliged and untied his legs. He climbed into the bed and placed martins thick legs over his shoulders. He put his pulsating dick straight into Martins wobbly ass. He thrusted powerfuly and watched martins entire body wobble with every movement. Soon came the McDonald’s. Two large Big Mac meals. Martin had gotten pretty good at devouring a Big Mac by this point so this meal was a breeze. Each burger was down in three bites, and he ate the fries by the handful. He finished the McDonald’s quickly. “Done. Fuck me now.” He demanded. Connor obliged and hopped back onto the bed to begin thrusting his meaty cock into Martin once again. Connor was fucking with more force this time around, and Martin loved it. Watching Connor’s perfect muscles start glistening with sweat was enough to prepare Martin for the third meal. It was a Wendy’s baconator, fries, a burger, and their Cinnabon dessert. Connor shoved the entire burger into martins mouth and watched him chew and swallow with speed. Then, Martin just laid there with his mouth wide open; ready for more. And more came. Next was the baconator. That one took a little more effort but Martin was able to get it down fairly easily. The fries were just dumped into his mouth like a trash chute, salt and oil covering his lips as he chewed. And the sweet Cinnabons were a nice break from the salty and greasy food.

Connor jumped back onto the bed and looked lovingly at his masterpiece before fucking him even harder than before. The bed was creaking now and Connor grunted with each thrust. His hips smacked into martins fat ass each time, creating a loud thwap! Martin moaned with pleasure as his body wobbled. When Connor got tired he walked back over to the cart and got the subway. Two footlong sandwiches. “This one should be easy for you.” Connor leaned in closer and whispered, “it’ll be just like sucking my dick…” he then grabbed one of the subs and placed it vertically into martins mouth and watched him chew. Martin was given no break to breathe on this one. Just two feet of subs shoved vertically into his throat. His only option was to mindlessly chew and swallow to work his way to the other side. Connor grabbed the second sub when he was almost done with the first one and placed the end of the second sandwich to the first, extending martins steady chewing by another foot. Martin groaned as he chewed desperately wanting to turn his head to the side and breathe, but also desperately wanting to please Connor and eat more for him. When the last of the subs was swallowed, Martin was gasping for breath, and Connor didn’t even hesitate to start fucking him again. Harder than before, he thrusted with passion as the bed whined under their combined weights and movements. Martin wobbled more than ever, and his now full belly sloshed around all the food he had consumed. Connor eventually stopped and left the room to grab something. He quickly returned with a strap on funnel. He spent no time at all strapping it to martins head and putting the end of the funnel tube into martins mouth. Martin looked worried as he saw Connor begin dumping Dairy Queen blizzards into the funnel. He watched them trickle down the tube until he felt the sweet, thick, substance hit his tongue. He swallowed quickly but as soon as he swallowed, more would fill his mouth. He moaned as blizzard after blizzard was emptied into the funnel, and soon emptied into his stomach. The final blizzard was poured and Martin kept swallowing mouthfuls upon mouthfuls of melted ice cream and bits of candy. Finally, the tube was empty and Connor took it off. Martins eyes were heavy and his breathing was labored. “See you for dinner” said Connor as Martin drifted off to sleep.

Martin awoke a few hours later to Connor rubbing his gut. “Hey piggy. I figured I’d give you a little snack before dinner.” Connor climbed on top of Martin and positioned himself so his dick hung over martins face. Martin moaned at the sight and they both instantly got hard. Connor lowered his hips and Martin began to suck. Connor’s huge cock filled martins mouth, but it was nothing he wasn’t used to by now. Connor then lowered his head to martins dick and began sucking it simultaneously. They each explored each others bodies and grew lustful at the pleasurable sensation. Connor grabbed handfuls of martins gut and kneaded it like dough. Martin ran his soft hands along the rigid edges of Connor’s glistening muscles. They were both bucking their hips now, trying to shove their cock deep into the others throat. It was quite the sight. A super toned jock lying upside down on a mountain of a man, while each of them suck the other off simultaneously. With one final thrust, Connor released his load into martins mouth, and he swallowed every last bit of it. Connor took his mouth off of martins cock before he could cum. “Not till you eat everything big guy” Connor said slyly as he exited the room.

Dinner finally rolled around and Connor used up 4 more of the gift cards. (If you’ve been keeping track this means there’s still 3 left.) he had shake shack, Taco Bell, Chick-fil-A, and Texas Roadhouse. They started with Chick-fil-A, Connor popping nugget after nugget into martins greedy mouth. Then about 20 tacos from Taco Bell later, they had already finished the first two restaurants. Connor went to get the funnel again for shake shack, and Martin sighed with relief as he got a second to breathe. It didn’t last long though because soon there was fattening milkshakes flooding martins mouth. He didn’t even keep track of how many he drank. He just closed his eyes and swallowed like a good piggy. The flow eventually stopped and Connor left the room again. About 20 minutes later, he returned and martins jaw dropped. He was covered from his neck to his dick in Texas roadhouses signature honey cinnamon butter. He was also carrying a huge basket of their fresh rolls. Connor untied Martin and he instantly got to work. He would take a roll, smear it in some butter from Connor’s perfect body, then eat the whole thing in one bite. Martin moved with speed. With each roll he got more and more butter off Connor’s perfect body. But by the time he finished the rolls, there was still a fair amount of butter smeared on Connor. “Looks like I’m gonna have to shower the rest of this off” Connor said looking down at himself. “NO! Don’t waste it. Come here.” Martin shouted. Connor smiled and martin got to work. He started at his neck, kissing and licking it until it was clean. Then he made his way down to his chest, taking extra long sucking the butter off of Connor’s nipples. Martin licked slowly and seductively, with piercing eye contact that made Connor go crazy. Martin licked and kissed his boyfriends abs gently. Eventually go got down to the final prize. Connor’s dick was rock hard, and absolutely smothered in the butter. Martin took his time, carefully moving from tip to bush, making sure he got every last drop. “Let me help” Connor said as he grabbed the back of martins head on pushed it down, shoving his full 8 inch dick down martins throat. Martin gagged, but quickly recovered and kept sucking as Connor continued to push his head up and down the shaft. Connor bucked his hips a few times then unleashed his load all over martins face and chest. Connor cleaned him up and then hopped in the shower. “Next time you see me it’ll be time for dessert.” Connor winked.

Martin jumped as their bedroom door swung open and Connor walked in with what looked to be 10 slices of cheesecake from Cheesecake Factory. “The last three gift cards were all to Cheesecake Factory so I figured I’d treat you to dessert” Connor said seductively. Connor turned on the tv and switched it to the New Year’s Eve celebration. There were 45 minutes until midnight. Connor instantly got to work and showed Martin the first slice. “Blueberry lemon. Yum!” Connor said as he pushed the entire piece into martins mouth. With a little bit of Connor’s help, he got it all down but the cheesecake was thick, and it took him a while to get the whole thing down. Chocolate covered strawberry cheesecake was next. Connor employed the same strategy. The entire slice was soon shoved into martins mouth and his cheeks stretched to accommodate the volume of food in his mouth. Piece after piece, the cheesecake kept coming. Cherry glaze, cookie dough, apple cinnamon. Each flavor more rich and thick than the last. Connor knew Martin was getting full because he wasn’t even paying attention anymore. His eyes were closed and he was just mindlessly chewing whatever entered his mouth. There were still 3 slices left and Connor knew Martin wouldn’t be able to do it without some help. He began to suck martins dick between slices. Martin chewed vigorously as Connor sucked and licked away. This worked well until Connor was about to put the final piece into martins mouth. It was raspberry cream surprise. “…p…peaches..” Martin choked out. The safe word. Martin could barely open his eyes and he was gasping for breath. There was only a couple minutes until midnight. “Fine.” Connor huffed. But instead of untying Martin, he took the cheesecake and walked over to the corner, next to the trash can. Matting began thrashing wildly, but he was still tied down to the beds. “WAIT WAIT STOP! DONT THROW IT AWAY!” Martin screamed. “Just… just bring it back over here… I’ll eat it…” Martin panted. Connor grinned and shoved the thick piece of cheesecake into martins mouth, wiping his fingers on his lips. Martin closed his eyes and chewed slowly groaning in pain. Connor moved to his dick as the countdown began. 10! Connor sucked furiously as Martin continued to chew. 9! Connor reached up and rubbed martins belly. 8! Martin let out a long painful whimper. 7! The thick cake sloshed in martins mouth as he chewed. 6! Martins belly grumbled in pain 5! Connor sucked harder, feeling Martin get close. 4! Martin finished chewing the cake. 3! Connor moaned in pleasure as he continued. 2! Martin swallowed the last of the cheesecake. 1! Martin bucked his hips and released his huge load that he had been saving all day. connor stood up and looked proudly at his boyfriend, who managed to eat everything he was served today.

day 101: epilogue

Martin didn’t wake up until almost 2:00pm. He was in a good coma from the amount of food he consumed yesterday. He groggily made his way to the bathroom and stepped on the scale. 276. He had gained a whopping 106 pounds in just 100 days. All because of those damn gift cards his grandfather had though. Good thing he was finally done though. Maybe he could lose a few pounds and go look for a job or something. He sat on the couch and heard a thud from upstairs. “What the hell is he doing in the attic” Martin mumbled to himself. Connor quickly came running down the stairs with two big boxes in his arms. “Guess what these are full of?” He asked gleefully. “And they don’t expire until the end of this year!” Connor shouted gleefully as he ran out of the house with a stack of gift cards in his hand. Martin just sighed. But he couldn’t help but smile a little.

[allfryam]

gift cards pt. 3

day 53:

Martin awoke with a sharp pain in his stomach. He sat up slowly and rubbed his groggy eyes. His face was covered in chocolate and cheesecake. Connor had been over last night and with that came thousands of calories being dumped into martins belly. He waddled to the shower and rinsed his face and body off. He lathered his gut with soap and cleaned off the dried up cum from his dick. It took a lot more effort to clean himself now. His gut got in the way of everything. He got out and examined his glistening body in the mirror. How the fuck did this happen. He looked like a normal guy less than 2 months ago. Now he looked like the kind of guy everyone called “big guy” or “fatass”. He put on his stretchiest sweatpants and his largest hoodie to try and cover up. It didn’t entirely work as if he moved at all, his belly would be poking out of the bottom of his sweatshirt. But he had to go out today. He was going to use his grandfathers inheritance to buy himself a new wardrobe. It looked like he wouldn’t be losing this weight any time soon and it was getting uncomfortable just having clothes on, so he’d been walking around the house naked for weeks. on his way to the store he stopped at Chick-fil-A to get breakfast. 12 count of the chicken minis, a breakfast bowl, and a chicken sandwich seemed like an appropriate amount of food. He scarfed it down quickly in the parking lot of the big and tall store before heading in. Inside, a man that looked to be 400 pounds greeted him and pointed him in the direction of clothes that were his size. He tried on a couple 2xls which fit ok but he decided to size up just one more time to give him some room to breathe. He left with an entirely new wardrobe and a new sense on confidence wearing clothes that actually fit him. Ding! “Hey what are you up to? Wanna get pizza?” Read the text from Connor. Looks like his new clothes might not fit for long.

day 68:

Connor had officially moved in a few days ago and it has been brutal for martins waistline. Nightly stuffings, breakfast in bed every morning, house completely stocked with snacks 24/7. It was impossible to not gain weight. one morning Connor woke up Martin by rubbing his gut. He quickly left the room and rushed back in with a few dozen donuts. He sat them on the bed next to Martin and rolled Martin onto his back. “I want you to eat these donuts while I fuck you. Every dozen, we’ll try a different position. And of course, if you stop eating, I stop thrusting.” Martin rubbed his tired eyes and nodded as he reached for a donut. They started simple. Martin laid in his back with his hefty legs resting on Connor’s shoulders. Martin moaned between bites and ate with excitement for a new position as Connor continued thrusting. Martin pushed the last donut of the dozen into his mouth and Connor immediately began to move. He laid on his back and had Martin get on top of him. He stuck his throbbing dick into martins fat ass and thrusted his hips while Martin rode him like a cowboy. In this position, Connor got to feed Martin the donuts. Connor grabbed donut after donut and continued shoving them into martins mouth as he moaned. Glaze and sugar was smeared on martins lips and he mindlessly chewed as donut after donut got placed to his lips. Martin eventually finished the dozen but Connor could tell he was starting to slow down. “Now I’m gonna fuck you like the fucking pig that you are” Connor grunted as he moved Martin back to the bed. Martin got on all fours as Connor was on his knees behind him thrusting passionately into him. Connor placed the box of donuts directly under martins face and he leaned his face down into the box to eat like a pig eating from a trough. Connor placed his hands on martins wide hums and thrusted him back and forth on his huge cock. Connor noticed Martin stopping to take a breath and he immediately pulled out. “No food, no fucking, fatty.” Connor barked. “Please I’m so full…” Martin begged. “Guess these donuts will go to waste.” Connor grinned knowing this would work. Martin whimpered as he turned his head back to the box and lowered to grab another. “Good boy” Connor said as he slipped his dick back inside, thrusting harder than before. Martin continued whimpering as he ate, begging for release. Finally, he finished the last donut and Connor finally released his load into martins growing ass. They both collapsed onto the bed, out of breath. “Here’s your gift for being a good piggy” Connor whispered as he licked frosting and sugar off of martins mouth, making his way down his body to his chest, licking each moob, then down to his massive belly grabbing it and shining it with both hands, making Martin groan. Finally he made his way down to martins desperate cock, already dripping precum, it was ready to release its load. Martin laid his head back in complete relief as Connor sucked. He made his way all the way down his cock until he pressed his lips against his newly grown fat pad, getting a good whiff of martins man musk from sweating so much. Martin didn’t have a small dick either. He was close to 7 inches and Connor treated it like it was 4. Pretty shortly, Martin exploded into Connor’s mouth, letting out a moan that made Connor want to fuck him again.

day 79:

243 pounds. That’s what the scale said. 243. Connor began rubbing and jiggling martins belly right then and there, proud of his expanding frame. Martin had gained 73 pounds since he found those gift cards. That was almost a pound every single day. Martin was surprisingly a lot happier about this fact than he expected. Connor pampered him so much he felt like royalty. And the fatter he got, the better Connor treated him. Martin didn’t even have to leave the house anymore. He would hold up a few gift cards to ask what Martin was in the mood for, then go and get it. Martin didn’t even bother getting dressed most days. It was too much of a hassle. He walked around with his belly bouncing around in front of him. One thing that had never changed was the roundness of his gut. It looked like he swallowed a beach ball. It was perfectly round and hung in the air effortlessly. Plus Connor liked the view a lot more when Martin walked around naked. Sometimes if they were sitting in the living room watching tv. Connor would pull down his pants and start jerking off, just staring at Martin. Just the sight of him sitting naked on the couch, mindlessly eating a bag of chips was enough to make him hard. Ding! “Hey keep eating. Your belly is gonna need to have more capacity than ever for my New Year’s Eve surprise!” Martin thought to himself on what that could mean. It undeniably turned him on though…

[allfryam]

gift cards: pt 2

Day 22:

Martin and Connor had been chatting the past couple days and it’s been amazing for some reason Connor wasn’t completely disgusted by his appearance and Martin was glad for that. His weight had plateaued over the past couple of days because he stopped using the gift cards. He decided to use one of them tonight though…

he opened DoorDash and ordered from his favorite pizza place, and like clockwork Connor accepted the order. Martin rushed to the bathroom to fix his curly brown hair and brush his teeth. He wore an oversized hoodie to hide his stomach but tight shorts to show off his other areas…

when Connor arrived he was carrying two pizzas even though Martin only ordered one. “Hey they were gonna toss this one so I figured I’d bring it over since I know you don’t like wasting food” Connor said before Martin could say no. “Uhhh sure. I guess” Martin replied. “busy night tonight?” Martin asked as he grabbed the pizzas and set them on the counter.

“nah not really. Only been a couple orders tonight.”

“Wanna come in? There’s no way I could eat both of these pizzas by myself” Martin said flirtatiously. “yeah sure. Don’t have much else to do tonight.”

they sat on the couch and talked for hours until the pizza was gone. Martin didn’t notice but Connor only ate 2 slices. Martin ate the rest. The night continued and they had shifted closer and closer to each other on the couch. Before long the conversation got quiet and their eyes were locked. Martin felt like he could drown in Connor’s dark green eyes. He leaned in slowly and placed his hand on Connor’s face before locking lips and kissing passionately. Their tongues danced around each others mouths as they explored each others bodies. Martin took off Connor’s shirt and kissed his perfect pecs and then licked slowly all the way from just under Connor’s belly button to the bottom of his chest. Connor smiled and pulled off martins shirt. His belly bounced a little as the clothes pulled on his body. Connor instantly pushed Martin onto his back and held himself over top of him with his huge arms on both sides of martins head. He lifted one of his hands and used it to pull off martins shorts as well as his own. He lifted martins legs and put them on his shoulders as he put his dick inside. Martin moaned and his new gut jiggled with each thrust and for some reason Connor seemed to really like it. Martin noticed and decided to try something. He grabbed his belly and shook it. “Fuck I’m getting big dude…” Connor started thrusting faster and came almost immediately after. Breathing heavy, he fell beside Martin on the couch and kissed his head. “The extra weight looks so fucking hot on you.” Connor said still breathing heavily.

day 30:

a little over a week had gone by since Connor and martins “meet up” and they had met again a few times over the past week. Martin had pulled the gift cards back out and started using them for every meal again. After finding out his perfect man was into a little bit of a belly, what’s the rush in getting rid of it. At least now he wouldn’t have the guilt of letting the gift cards go to waste. He texted Connor all day as he was door dashing. He finally told Connor about all the gift cards his grandfather had left him and explained that’s why he gained so much weight over the past month. Sometimes, Connor would swing by and drop off a wrong order that he was just supposed to throw out. And martin would always eat every last bite.

Connor came over for dinner and brought some cake with him. “What’s that for?” Martin asked. “nothing special. Food lion was having a sale so I figured I’d treat you to dessert tonight.” They sat down and ate the chipotle Martin ordered while they chatted. “So these gift cards” Connor questioned. “How many are there?” “over 100. all to food places or delivery services.”

“shit”

“yeah. Plus they expire at the end of this year so I’ve beet eating out for every meal to try and use them up”

“I can tell” Connor said as his eyes shifted down to martins stomach. Martins face got red but Connor reassured him he looked great with the extra padding. They finished their chipotle, (Martin finished Connor’s leftovers) and Connor brought out the cake. It was a vanilla birthday cake with cream cheese icing. It had “happy birthday Samantha” written in red icing on top. “Who’s Samantha?” Martin chuckled. “Fuck if I know. It’s probably why it was on sale.” Connor replied. Martin cut himself a big slice and Connor just watched. He finished it quickly and put down his fork. “You don’t want any more? I got it all just for you…” Connor pouted. Martin humphed and scrunched his face. He hated wasting food… he grabbed the knife and began cutting another slice. Connor watched lustfully and Martin shoveled bite after bite into his mouth. He was like a bottomless pit. Eating mindlessly past full just because someone told him to. Connor had to cross his legs to hide his erection. Another slice went down smoothly and Martin looked up at Connor. Without saying a word Connor stared at Martin. Then at the cake. Martin got the message. He grabbed a handful of cake and shoved the mess into his mouth. Connor was practically screaming inside watching this unfold. He moved closer to martin and took off his tight shirt. “Don’t want to get any cake on this” Martin continued shoveling handful after handful of cake into his mouth, covering his face in icing and crumbs. Connor began rubbing martins tight gut as Martin began to moan. Connor couldn’t tell if it was pleasure or pain. When Martin started to slow down, Connor decided to give him a little motivation. He undid martins belt and unbuttoned his straining jeans. Martin let out a sigh of relief and grabbed another handful of cake. Connor continued to peel off martins clothes until he was completely naked. Connor wrapped his lips around the tip of martins dick and looked up at him. “As long as you keep eating, I’ll keep sucking.” Connor said sternly. Martin nodded and continued to chew. Connor felt martins dick grow erect in his mouth as he moved up and down his cock. He kept his eyes locked on Martin as he continued to suck, licking up and down martins pulsating dick. Martin moaned as he ate, a mixture of ecstasy and pain as he continued to swallow the thick cake. Connor reached up and grabbed martins swollen belly and began rubbing and jiggling it. Connor’s dick was begging for release in his jeans almost twitching at the feeling of martins belly in his hand. Connor continued to suck and lick until Martin suddenly stopped. His face was covered in frosting and he was out of breath. “Hey. Remember our deal? You stop eating, I stop sucking.” Connor stated as he removed his mouth from martins cock. “I… can’t eat… anymore” Martin said with laboring breaths. “Hm. I guess I’ll just have to throw the rest away. Nobody is going to want to eat this mess of a birthday cake now.” Connor knew this would work. “Wait…. Don’t… waste any.” Martin exhaled. Connor returned to his knees and looked up at Martin again. Martin grabbed another handful and moaned as he shoved the cake into his mouth and Connor moved his lips onto his dick. Connor sucked slowly and lustfully as Martin continued to eat. Martin was down to a couple handfuls and he looked like he was about to pop. Connor rubbed his belly slowly, occasionally applying pressure. Martin ate slowly and he moaned with each bite. With the final bit in his hand, Martin filled his mouth with the last of the cake and closed his eyes as he chewed slowly and groaned. Connor was getting faster now, determined to drain martins cock. Martin finally finished chewing and swallowed the last bite of cake, and almost simultaneously emptied buckets of cum into Connor’s mouth. Connor took it like a champ, swallowing fiercely as more and more poured out of martins dick. Connor eventually stood up and whispered in martins ear, “good boy.” Connor helped Martin to the couch and left him naked and bloated, lying on his back. “See you tomorrow” Connor said as he left.

day 44:

Martin stepped onto the scale and waited. It had been two weeks since Connor gave him the hottest encounter of his life and Martin had been so entranced by him he hadn’t weighed himself at all in the past two weeks. They had made this a little bit of a routine. Connor would come over with a shit ton of food and wouldn’t give Martin the pleasure he craved unless he kept eating. Martin couldn’t deny how horny it made him just thinking about it, but it was terrible for his waistline. 206. Martin had to lean forward to read the numbers. He was up 22 pounds since the last time he checked. “Fuck, dude” he slapped his gut and watched it ripple. His pecs had softened a couple years ago when he quit playing sports but now they had ballooned into moobs that covered his chest. His thighs were getting thicker now too, they were like god damn tree trunks at this point. But most notably was his giant gut. It was round and hung over his waistband like it was defying gravity. He ran his fingers across it and looked at it for a while. Was this what he wanted? To just keep getting fatter and fatter for the rest of his life? Ding! He looked at his phone to see a new message from Connor. It was a picture of two dozen donuts sitting on the bed next to Connor who was completely naked. “Come over” read the text. Martins doubts instantly faded and he put on a shirt that’s two sizes two small and rushed out the door.

[allfryam]

gift cards

day 0:

Martin sighed as he continued going through his grandfathers old junk. He had just passed away about a week ago and Martin was left to clean up his house and get it ready to sell. Martins parents had both died in a car accident when he was 5, and he lived with his grandfather for practically his whole life. Now, freshly 20 years old, he was the only family member alive or close enough to be the one to clean up.

he wiped sweat off his face and stood up to stretch. He had been at this for a few hours and it was getting late. He decided to go through one more box before heading to bed for the night. He spotted a small one in the corner labeled “gifts”. Maybe grandpa was doing some early Christmas shopping. But to his surprise, Martin opened the box to find stacks upon stacks of gift cards. He looked through them and decided to sort through to see where they were all for. He ended up with ten different piles. There were 14 gift cards for Chipotle, 12 for McDonald’s, 16 for Taco Bell, 18 for five guys, 15 for Cheesecake Factory, 11 for subway, 19 for DoorDash, 16 for Texas Roadhouse, 20 for Burger King, and a whopping 34 for miscellaneous restaurants and delivery services. “What the hell was he doing with all these damn fast food gift cards?” Martin muttered to himself. He also noticed one last thing when sorting; they all expired at the end of this year and it was already September.

day 1:

Martin decided he wouldn’t want the gift cards grandpa bought to go to waste. He had always been that way. If something was on his plate, he would eat it. He hated wasting food. That had come back to bite him in the last year or two though as his natural abs from playing sports in high school started to soften. You couldn’t notice a difference as long as Martin had a shirt on, but Martin noticed. He wasn’t in a hurry to lose it or anything, but he was definitely aware.

he got up early and headed to ihop to use his first of many gift cards. It was $50 so he decided to splurge and use it all in one go. He ordered a stack of blueberry pancakes, some French toast, bacon, scrambled eggs, and some coffee. He ate with speed and grace and not before long he was down to only French toast. Martin had gotten full before he even ate the bacon but he could struggle through the French toast if it meant not wasting food. Each bite made him slower, pushing his gut to the max. He groaned as he chewed, trying not to pay attention to the pain in his midsection. Eventually he ate the last bite and leaned back in the booth with his eyes shut. He breathed heavy, his bloated stomach rising and falling with each breath.

for lunch, he broke into the subway gift cards. He got himself a footlong turkey sub and scarfed it down quickly before returning to the mountain of boxes in his grandfathers basement. This is mainly how his days went recently as he quit his job to help take care of his grandfather in his final weeks. He was in no rush to get a new one though because grandpa left his entire inheritance to Martin.

Martin awoke to a pitch black house and only the old tv lighting up the room. He must have fallen asleep after packing all day. He rubbed his eyes and looked down at his phone. 7:14. He didn’t feel like going back out for dinner so he broke into the DoorDash gift cards and scrolled through the app. He landed on some local burger joint and ordered a double bacon cheeseburger and fries. He decided to treat himself with a milkshake for a hard days work as well. The minute it arrived he ravaged through the bag and finished it all in less than 10 minutes. He went and laid on the couch and turned on some old show to fall asleep to. He mindlessly rubbed his full belly as he drifted off to sleep.

day 7:

“Jesus…” Martin muttered as he looked at the number on the scale. 175. He was up 5 pounds from last week. He walked over to the mirror and looked at his naked body. He put a hand on his stomach and grabbed it. “Shit” he couldn’t grab it last week. He could sort of get a piece of it if he really tried but now he just grabbed a small handful of belly with ease. He put on his clothes and went back to the mirror. As far as he could tell, you couldn’t really see a difference, so it wasn’t that big of a deal but Martin did get a tinge of worry in his chest.

he continued his normal routine of using up the gift cards and sorting through grandpas stuff. He door dashed pizza for lunch and almost gasped when he opened the door. It was the same dasher as the other night, but Martin must have been too tired to notice how hot he was. He was tall, looked to be around 6’2”, he had medium length blonde hair that was pushed back except for a small strand that hung down over his forehead. But the most noticeable thing was his body. He filled out his tshirt beautifly with his huge arms looking like they would rip through the fabric if he flexed. His slim waist and large pecs gave him the perfect triangle shape that Martin always fell for. He had always been straight until he got drunk at a party once and made out with some frat guy. It was the best experience of his life and he’d spent the last year and a half exploring that side of himself. He went to a lot of different parties and tried to scope out hot guys that he thought we be down to do anything with him. This one time, a huge guy that looked like a Greek god approached him and asked him to meet him in his bedroom. The second Martin shut the door the guy took of his shirt and lunged towards Martin to kiss him. They kissed for a while before the guy stood up and told Martin to lay on his stomach and spread his legs. Martin didn’t know what to think. He’d never had sex with another man before and he was nervous until he felt the guys dick start to enter him. He let out an embarrassing loud moan of pleasure and the guy laughed at him. He continued to thrust and Martin took it happily. He quickly snapped back to reality and took the pizza and shut the door. Martin scurried to the window and watched as the man walked down his driveway, his perfect ass filling out his jeans.

While eating the pizza, he looked on DoorDash and found his name. “Connor”. He looked on Instagram as he shoved another slice into his mouth and eventually found him. “Damn” Martin said to himself as he scrolled throug his page. He had a post from a few months ago at the beach with his shirt off. He had the most perfect body Martin had ever seen. He continued scrolling and went all the way back to when Connor was in high school and he found the best part about Connor. He was gay. He had a post with a boy as equally attractive as him, with a caption saying“happy 6 months!” Martin instantly looked for any more posts of his boyfriend and found none. He was single.

day 18:

it has been about two and a half weeks since Martin found the gift cards and he was starting to get a little worried. He was up to 184 pounds this morning which means he’d gained almost 15 in only 2 and a half weeks. He stood in the mirror again and played with his pudge. He grabbed his stomach and shook it. It jiggled. It actually jiggled. He looked like a 30 year old dad that traded the gym for beer. Martin turned to the side and grabbed his new love handles that started growing. Love handles. He thought he wouldn’t see these till he had kids. But here they were, soft and gently surrounding his waist. He sighed and continued playing with them until he heard the doorbell ring. Without thinking, he opened the front door with only his underwear on. He completely forgot he ordered DoorDash and now Connor was standing on his front porch looking at him in his underwear. “Woah!” Connor exclaimed as he looked Martin up and down. Martins face got red as he snatched the food from Connor’s hand and slammed the door. “Fuck”. he ate in silence, replaying the moment in his head. He’d totally ruined anything that could have possibly ever happened between them. No ripped guy like Connor would ever want to be with some pudgy freak like him. He had to stop with the gift cards. His weight was getting out of hand. But he hated the idea of all these gift cards just going to waste. He decided to chill a little on the gift cards for now and maybe use them a little slower. That would probably stop him from gaining weight this fast. He could probably also give some to friends for Christmas or something. Before he could finish this thought, his phone buzzed. It was a dm from Connor. “Thanks for the view earlier”

[fattenthehog]

I seriously need to become someone’s subservient hog all for them to fatten as they please. I want to become so big that I can’t do the normal human shit anymore. Push my limits. Destroy my body. Make me struggle to do anything anymore. My messages are opened for legit offers of this.