Gold Butterfly Chataeu

Mun: latekit 18+ NSFW/SFW Multiversal Kink Weight-Gain/Expansion RP/Ask blog  Muse:Abigail 27 height 13' 6" weight: 5600lbs

[goldbellychateau]

Muse Introduction

Abigail Gains (Feeder/Feedee)

Age: 27

Height: 13ft 6in

Weight:5500lbs

Sexuality:Bi

Relationship status: Single

Occupation: Restraunt Owner

Gender: Female (She/They)

Abigail is a Hedonistic pagan with a Big heart, and an even bigger stomach. Growing up, her appetite was always a source of contention between her parents.This leading to her parents denying her food and constantly dieting. Despite their parents, Abigail is a crafty and natural gainer. She would sneak off the the local restaurant with her friends and hide food all over town.When she met their ex-husband their weight EXPLODED. Her life became a buffet she thought would never end...until one day she woke up in her old bed. Her husband still lived on the farm, but would barely notice her. Their children disappeared, yet having no memory of them still felt that something was missing. No evidence of her previous life except her copious fat. So she waddled out of town never to return.

Abigail loves to feed people, just as much as she loves to eat.However she found most restaurants lacking. she decided to open up a restaurant to satisfy any rumbling belly. 

Kinks: Weight gain(Weighing, Measuring, growth), Massive Weight, Massive-Weight-gain, Feedism, slob (mild, NO SCAT), Belly/body sounds(gurgles, groans, roars, bloops, stretching noises), inflation (liquid,air,berry),Giant growth,light vore, and Praise.

Turn offs: Necrophilia, scatological actions, pedophilia (No muse under the age of 18!!!), degradation

[goldbellychateau]

Busy day?

Yup

It's been a nightmare, auto failure, piles rusted crap, work and family probs, busted furniture

[of-aurora]

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

[just-clean-rp-memes]

Reblog if it's ok to jump into your asks or send a message to plot an rp

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Hey, it just a white makeup I have, I have peach skin” Harley smirked, Harley’s belly wobbles from patted. “Says, got any guest bedroom if I can stay with you? I mean if that’s okay and I don’t like walking a lot, it hurts my knees and my belly slap against my knees”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail thinks about it. "We're still renovating but afterwards I can't see why not."

"As long as you're willing to be a test client."

Your body continues to swell.

Would you like your belly rubbed?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I promise to be a good test client” Harley smiled as nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yes, please” Harley grunted as feeling her body swelling up

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail claps as several purple haired women walk out and start pressing their hands against Harley's belly. There hands massaging it's over burdened form until a loud belch echoes through out the chateau.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley groans. “Abigail, is it okay to let out my gas?” Harley loves several purple haired women. “And love your several clones of yourself”

[goldbellychateau]

"Whenever you're ready." Abigail smiled.

"They're not clones though, They're all different iterations of me who tried to find something that was taken from them. It's how this place came to be."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Oooh, mind I talk to one of them and maybe-BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPP!!!!!!!!!! FFFFFFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWWWBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTT!!!!!!!! They bring me whatever I need?” Harley blushed red

[goldbellychateau]

"During the tests, of course! Outside we'll that's up to them." Abigail jumps back.

"Speaking of!how would you rate the experience?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I’m feeling like a fattest guinea pig or fattest mouse being tested” Harley giggling, her fifth chins wobbles. “Yes please”

[goldbellychateau]

You deflate as the last bit of Gas exits your body. The suction cups pop off.

"I think we have parameters we need now. You must be positively starving after all that." Abigail pats your belly.

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Hey, it just a white makeup I have, I have peach skin” Harley smirked, Harley’s belly wobbles from patted. “Says, got any guest bedroom if I can stay with you? I mean if that’s okay and I don’t like walking a lot, it hurts my knees and my belly slap against my knees”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail thinks about it. "We're still renovating but afterwards I can't see why not."

"As long as you're willing to be a test client."

Your body continues to swell.

Would you like your belly rubbed?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I promise to be a good test client” Harley smiled as nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yes, please” Harley grunted as feeling her body swelling up

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail claps as several purple haired women walk out and start pressing their hands against Harley's belly. There hands massaging it's over burdened form until a loud belch echoes through out the chateau.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley groans. “Abigail, is it okay to let out my gas?” Harley loves several purple haired women. “And love your several clones of yourself”

[goldbellychateau]

"Whenever you're ready." Abigail smiled.

"They're not clones though, They're all different iterations of me who tried to find something that was taken from them. It's how this place came to be."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Oooh, mind I talk to one of them and maybe-BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPP!!!!!!!!!! FFFFFFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWWWBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTT!!!!!!!! They bring me whatever I need?” Harley blushed red

[goldbellychateau]

"During the tests, of course! Outside we'll that's up to them." Abigail jumps back.

"Speaking of!how would you rate the experience?"

[goldbellychateau]

Is her restaurant magic or Abigail have special gift?

The golden butterfly chataeu is it's own dimensional space. it is not extra temporal as to say time still flows there. When Abigail(s) are abandoned they find themselves at the chataeu.

Abigail does have a gift but it's only toward her own body. The Ability to care for her huge body. And the ability fit into smaller spaces than she should.thats it

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Hey, it just a white makeup I have, I have peach skin” Harley smirked, Harley’s belly wobbles from patted. “Says, got any guest bedroom if I can stay with you? I mean if that’s okay and I don’t like walking a lot, it hurts my knees and my belly slap against my knees”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail thinks about it. "We're still renovating but afterwards I can't see why not."

"As long as you're willing to be a test client."

Your body continues to swell.

Would you like your belly rubbed?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I promise to be a good test client” Harley smiled as nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yes, please” Harley grunted as feeling her body swelling up

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail claps as several purple haired women walk out and start pressing their hands against Harley's belly. There hands massaging it's over burdened form until a loud belch echoes through out the chateau.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley groans. “Abigail, is it okay to let out my gas?” Harley loves several purple haired women. “And love your several clones of yourself”

[goldbellychateau]

"Whenever you're ready." Abigail smiled.

"They're not clones though, They're all different iterations of me who tried to find something that was taken from them. It's how this place came to be."

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Hey, it just a white makeup I have, I have peach skin” Harley smirked, Harley’s belly wobbles from patted. “Says, got any guest bedroom if I can stay with you? I mean if that’s okay and I don’t like walking a lot, it hurts my knees and my belly slap against my knees”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail thinks about it. "We're still renovating but afterwards I can't see why not."

"As long as you're willing to be a test client."

Your body continues to swell.

Would you like your belly rubbed?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I promise to be a good test client” Harley smiled as nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yes, please” Harley grunted as feeling her body swelling up

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail claps as several purple haired women walk out and start pressing their hands against Harley's belly. There hands massaging it's over burdened form until a loud belch echoes through out the chateau.

[goldbellychateau]

Has anyone ever gotten lost within your belly/belly folds? @wolfy-whitehat-pon

Not to my knowledge.

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Hey, it just a white makeup I have, I have peach skin” Harley smirked, Harley’s belly wobbles from patted. “Says, got any guest bedroom if I can stay with you? I mean if that’s okay and I don’t like walking a lot, it hurts my knees and my belly slap against my knees”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail thinks about it. "We're still renovating but afterwards I can't see why not."

"As long as you're willing to be a test client."

Your body continues to swell.

Would you like your belly rubbed?"

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I LOVE IT!” Harley got tears of joy. “I’m going stay here forever if that’s okay” Harley smiled. “Glad we’re met, Abigail”

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail laughs "easy there har. Your welcome here anytime." She smiles as she pats Harley's belly. It's very taut and tight.

"You're like a big white pumpkin." She muses.

[goldbellychateau]

What types of noises does you tummy make often? Blorps, gurgles, or all around roars?

All of the above really

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley moans at tasting delicious Cherry Cola as Harley gives sausage thumbs up for I’m going stay here forever by Harley’s squealing face look

[goldbellychateau]

Pressure continues to build as Harley's belly swells bigger and bigger

"you feeling okay, Harley?" Abigail asks

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“I have no idea what’s that means but I LOVE IT!” Harley start drinking her cake sized glass of Cherry Cola with a long straw. “Mmm, it’s so good and I love making gas in my stomach” Harley giggling joyful, her fifth chins wobbles from giggling, Harley loves it when someone place hand on shoulder as Harley held Abigail’s hand with right obesity hand

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail watches in curiosity as the short white clown takes deep drinks. Small suction cups are placed on Harley's belly, while the machine beneath her begins to shake and shift from side.

Harley's belly begins to bulge and stretch as the pressure builds up inside of her. A deep gurgling echoes within her as she swells outward.

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks” Harley laughs also, her body wobbles and her fifth chins juggling from laughing. “What’s that, Abigail?” Harley point the drinks where Abigail bought

[goldbellychateau]

"it's cherry cola!"

"It's important to gauge our clienteles appetites, so we know how large our dish proportions need to be." She explains.

"The machine will shake up your belly causing gas to build up in your stomach."

"All so we can gauge things like stomach elasticity, and capacity." Abigail places her hand on the clown cuties shoulder

"If that is okay with you."

[goldbellychateau]

One stormy night at Gotham City, An 5’6” (168m), weight 110lbs, Harleen Quinnzel aka World’s Crazy Jester Girl, Harley Quinn, Harley’s wearing her short black and red strapped crop top with a star and a diamond on it, no longer wear black choker around her neck, black and red fingerless leather gloves, black and red tight latex briefs, and black and red sneakers with pompoms as well as thigh high socks with the same color. Harley has wide hips like doorframes, wide blubbery ass like couch sized, biggest breasts ballooned sagging on her top stomach, very chubbiest double belly, fifth chin on her obesity face with fattest cheeks between her lips and nose, thickest thick thighs like her doorframes hips size and doughy huge arms with rolls like her thighs/legs and chubbiest foot with fatter toe balls, painful squeezed in her black and red sneakers, her chubbier hands with sausage fingers painful squeezed her black and red fingerless leather gloves panting very heavily and sweat so much. Harley’s massive bulk filling up the doorframe. “Heya-BBUUURRRPPP-Abigail!” Harley pants heavily as wipe sweat off her forehead with her chubbiest left arm. “Sorry, I’m not wearing my jester suit, it got ripped into pieces but it still me”

"Oh, hello! I'm glad to see you took up my offer! I'm in need of test client to test out new restraunt features. "

She walks you onto a large round target shaped floor tile. Leaving you in the middle 🧿

Immediately the floor drops as a series clunks sound over and over. You feel a large ring lifting your belly and buttocks. It reads out your current weight.

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

“Thanks for the helping” Harley smiled. “I sure need that” Harley giggling. “And sorry for filing up the doorframe” Harley patted her belly. “You surprised I’m grew? I know you saw me last time” Harley winked

[goldbellychateau]

Abigail, watches as the floor device measures Harley's dimensions. The back half of the target rings drop as a huge chair lifts you into the air ever so slightly. It cradles your entire rear not even groaning against your heft.

The front half of the target still supports your belly's girth.

"Would you like a drink, Harley?"

[worlds-hungry-slob-gas-jester]

Harley nodded, her fifth chins wobbles from nodding. “Yeah, any drinks will do” Harley smiled, her cheeks bugle from smiling. “So, how’s working, Abigail and you like my new look?”

[goldbellychateau]

A smaller purple haired girl brings over a cask sized glass of cherry cola with a long straw. The glass beads with moisture as water rolls down the side of the glass.

"You look Swell!" Abigail chuckles. Her body shaking with every laugh