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John Egbert from Homestuck is a feedist!
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As a John kinnie, John Egbert is absolutely a feedist.
John Egbert from Homestuck is a feedist!
jade harley homestuck is a feedist!!
(according to me, she is married to karkat, who is a fat non-feedist and they accept each other wholly and totally <3333)
Jade Harley from Homestuck is a feedist!
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Eventually I'll find a style I can settle on
Have a Jade "Couch Crusher" Harley
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Due to recent events had to draw this, seems Jade thought she'd be retired....
Due to recent events had to draw this, seems Jade thought she'd be retired....
Jade "Holy shit how did you even GET that fat" Harley
Jade Lardly....
And with a return to my roots, have one eggbutt starting to realize maaaaaaaaaybe his weight is getting a LITTLE out of hand
You weren't sure how long it's been, hell you don't even know how LARGE it's been, you've lost track after she was able to lay down on your stomach like a bed... You could only sit there and wheeze. Not like there was much choice in the matter. You were WELL over what was probably the most NORMAL record for fattest person alive. No one would even be able to tell what gender you are, at this point your gender may as well be whale. You gasp, trying to get SOME sort of breath to fill up your lungs despite the no doubt THOUSANDS of pounds that are on your body now. Your belly spread feet in front of you, and you were pretty sure your ass could be bigger AND heavier than most modern vans. Calling your arms wings would be doing a disservice to their massive size as you feel your wiggling sausage fingers brush against the encroaching sacks of blubber threatening to swallow them whole. Your chest pooled and drooped to either side from the sheer mass presented. Hell you could have sworn you heard the asphalt crack just from being there. At least there is a weird comfort in knowing you weren't alone. Even if your company was enjoying the situation far too much. She revealed that her name is Jade, and she took a liking to you. You should have known better and recognized it earlier. But that's old news. You stare into her piercing emerald eyes, and listen to her own wheezing gasps. Luckily she took mercy on you and you had stopped growing. At least you hope it isn't just "for now". You watched the masses of fat slosh and sway with every little movement, every ounce of breath, every giggle she makes. Honestly, it was kinda.... hot? Cute? You would be lying if you weren't smitten when you saw her the first time, and you would NEVER have guessed this is how the night would have ended up...... Well.... At least you'll have plenty of time to connect and talk.
Something was wrong. Your candy must have been spiked, you were poisoned, having an allergic reaction, SOMETHING happened. With each thudding step you wheeze. Your clothes have long made an escape from your body, what scraps that could hang on wrapped tightly around a new, SIGNIFICANTLY larger form. Thighs that looked like tree trunks, an ass that could give an elephant a run for it's money. You still clung tightly to the bag of treats, lighter than it was but still overflowing, with a hammy fist. Every so often you would swear you see a green flash out of the corner of your eyes, growing in intensity every time. As you trundle onwards, your gut bouncing softly against your knees and seemingly forming an even more prodigious droop with every moment, you hear a zap behind you as you notice that green light. This time... much closer than you remember ever seeing, and accompanied by a strained giggle. You slowly turn around, and are met with wheezing.... but not your own. As you attempt to spin around your eyes grow wide and your struggled breath hitches in your throat as realization hits you all at once. As you stare at the mound of wobbling pale skin, the black outfit of theirs and undergarments strained to their limits, your mind pieces it together. You know that symbol. That symbol was on that girl. That symbol was the symbol of a goddess.
And as you stood there, knees shaking from both fear and attempting to stand up with your new found weight and stared into those reflecting rims of their glasses and sharp gleam of her grin; you finally had realized, as you turn as fast as you could and attempt to hoof it out of there. You fucked up.
The chattering of children, the laughter and mirth of mischievous rapscallious youths, the exhausted sighs of sorely worn out parents. The sounds of Halloween at it's best. You slump through streets, lights turning off as the supplies deplete and people go home to trade and consume their hard won candy, idly munching on a piece or two as you go along. A successful night all said and done. The gurgling of your gut, filled with sugar, is sign enough of that, although..... You couldn't help but feel like something was off. As the witching hour strikes, you can't help but feel like eyes were watching you. Very similar to the sensation of that one weird girl from earlier. She WAS kinda cute, but there's no way it could be her. That venue was over a fifteen minute drive away! Still.... that shudder down your spine still persists. You can't help but turn around, looking at your surroundings to try and find the source of your feeling like a stalked animal. You nervously continue onwards, trying to see if you can't find just a little more candy locked in before the end. Halloween may be over but maybe some lights are still on for stragglers. You adjust your pants, maybe you should slow down on the Candy.
The date is October 31st, Halloween. You always like Halloween, the fall weather chilling the air, the sound of enjoyment from everyone around, pumpkin spice... It was always perfect. You decide to go out and enjoy yourself, after all it only comes once a year! You people watch, seeing all the men and women in costumes, some creative and some, well... T shirts that say "My costume is this shirt" are less then creative. But you couldn't help but notice one person your eyes just keep coming back to.
Black raven hair, stockings, She had to be dressed as a witch or something although she added dog ears? Maybe she was a furry.... You take a deep breath and decide to go up to have a conversation. As the conversation goes on, it was clear there was a connection. Her laugh was ADORABLY dorky, her costume just hugging all the right spots, and a great personality. What you miss are the looks and whispers of everyone around you, a sign of what was to come... As the night carries on. as well as the conversation, you can't help but notice people filtering out, starting to hit the streets to get those fat sacks of candy. You snap back to reality and realize that you're missing out the best part of Halloween!!! You apologize and say you have to head out. You can't help but notice the smirk on her face as you turn around and the feeling of those green eyes burning into your back as you walk away....
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