Welcome to BatDonald's

I'm Donald T. Oolong, I write gay male-focused stories in which mature, heavier guys dominate. Also interested in age progression and weight gain, fantasies of younger men turning into big chubby old guys. Not responsible for lost abs, hairlines, patience for new styles of music. Not for everyone, least of all those under 18. I'm not the guy in the pic.

[givemethatbelly2nd]

[donaldtoolong]

He knew the guard's weakness.

[donaldtoolong]

pal57 on Sora

A 30 year old man with a muscular build and red hair and a towel around his waist walks into a sauna. The other man in the sauna is 300 poun

It was going to happen sooner or later.

[donaldtoolong]

Vintage homoerotic daddification: the calm before the storm. A young man balking at his fate to become just like the two men explaining the situation to him.

[donaldtoolong]

A very merry transformation

pal57 on Sora

Transformation and Reconciliation in Holiday Setting

Dipping my toe into the AI video generation waters.Think if Hallmark made a gay romance with weight gain and age progression.

An ill tempered young man gets into a scuffle with a businessman and finds himself unceremoniously fattened up and aged, and must grapple with a new reality in which he finds his life increasingly intertwined with the old man's.

Over the course of two weeks, he settles into his new life, despite his efforts to fight against it, and is faced with a free choice: return to his old life or embrace the new one. But he must wait until Christmas to make that choice.

It seems like an easy decision at first. But of course things aren't so simple.

[keptfatkepthumble]

[donaldtoolong]

20 years ago, that tat was like a lightning strike across his hard, muscled, hairy body. The air used to crackle with energy as he fixed you with his smoldering gaze. Now its just a necklace for one of his tits. The eager young man who came into his life slowly but surely tamed him. At first he played along, letting his miscle daddy call the shots. As he softened and expanded over the months, the young man started becoming more and more assertive. It's now been three months since the former muscle bear has ever topped. How the mighty have fallen.

[keptfatkepthumble]

[donaldtoolong]

Years later, the photo comes out to remind him of when he had to cover his dick with his hand. "I think its a lot more fun lifting up that belly and looking for the little guy...like hunting for buried treasure!"

[donaldtoolong]

(via fatherfigurines2, fatherfigurines2)

The topography of a guy's body gets a lot more enticing as he gets older and heavier. The stiff cock, the curve of his belly, the suckable mantits, and finally a handsome face: gray beard, weathered yet handsome. I'd work my way from one end to the other, before flipping him over to have fun with what is no doubt a wonderfully round ass.

[keptfatkepthumble]

[donaldtoolong]

That final extinction burst of the once-assertive, once-imposing muscleboy, rebelling against domestication. The stakes are high: a return to some semblance of the rugged, individualistic life he’d led a year ago, or life in a gilded cage. Many think they can break away, but statistics show about 0.6% actually do. 0.6% To call that a rounding error would be generous.

"Buddy, at least come back and put on some clothes on!” Brendan felt his cock stir as he watched Nate trudge through the mud, his asscheeks quivering with each step. ”Fuck you!” Nate shouted, not even bothering to look over his shoulder.  Poor, dumb, Nate. He’d been fasting for at least a day in an effort to jumpstart his weight loss, so it wasn’t doing much to improve his mental state. On the off chance Nate had the willpower to escape, Brendan was gonna miss the big guy. Just then, Nate lost his balance and fell forward into the mud. He was able to catch himself by thrusting his palms forward, treating Brendan and his friends to the sight of his spread ass. Ian, Nate’s closest friend, laughed. “That new center of gravity gets ‘em, doesn’t it, Zach?” He touseled the hair of his fat husband, a former Navy SEAL who once challenged Ian and Brendan to a race a few years back. Zach’s face reddened as he briefly recalled his own attempt to escape domestication, ending in his becoming stuck in a drainage pipe. “Heh, sure does....I give him, what about an hour before he comes back with his tail between his legs.” “Why don’t you give him some motivation and start cooking something, Zach? You’ve gotten real good at it lately...just try not to snack on too much this time, ok?” Brendan gestured to the kitchen that connected to the outdoor patio.

[donaldtoolong]

Number 8 thought it would be an easy match as he saw the other team get on the field. He was laughing less and less as he was somehow outmaneuvered time and time again by a man with about 25 years and 150 lbs on him. “Humiliating” only began to describe the feeling. “Remember the rules...Losers get fucked!” the older man taunted as he scored yet another goal.