Wg Rp Zone

18+ Minors do not interact I can do all sorts of wg related rps, just keep it fantasy like. You can add additional kinks from the kink jars.

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Kink jars. Pick and choose to add to your rp if you want!

Yeah I’ll do fandom Rps too here’s a list of ones I’ll do or base around if you’re interested.

⭐️ = fandoms I’m into most at the moment.

Fandoms I'm into:

-Legend of Zelda

-League of legends ⭐️

-Marvel

-Dc

-Star wars

-Lord of the rings/The Hobbit

-Overwatch

-Genshin Impact ⭐️

Notes:

Admittedly I am not the best with full blown XXX so maybe try dont take it that far. Making out, groping and the like is ok though.

I’m just making the rules as I go so this is it until I can think of other ones or someone brings them up to my attention.

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Is this blog still active?

A bit

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(Inspired by WG story on deviantart) You've developed a magical power where a nearby person gains a pound every time you say the word "fat". You revel in seeing everyone grow bigger around you. There's a side-effect however. If you use the power too many times per-day, you gain weight yourself. By the time you realise your error, it's too late. You've already ballooned! Thoughts?

It’s such a fun power to have. Sitting near by some thin people and quietly muttering fat under my breath over and over. Watching them swell up with so much panic in their voices. It feels nice not to be the only fatty around but I had no idea about the side effects of that power. I’m so confused and panic just like those people did as I balloon bigger and bigger until the excess of using my power shows up on myself and I’m once again the biggest fatty around

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You've developed a "perfume" that increases female body mass, and decide to test it on the fat phobic women in your life. You start with your thin, shallow doctor. While she's blasting you about your weight, you notice that her trim stomach is getting larger, straining and poking from her tight shirt. She ultimately realises and is horrified as she starts to balloon there and then.

It’s so satisfying to watch her blow up after all her berating and taunting about my own obesity. Seeing her once lithe body soften and bloat, ripping her clothes and leaving her in the tatters of her now I’ll fitting clothes. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from taunting her. Poking her fat belly, gleefully watching it wobble and droop past her thighs. Who’s the fatty now, Doc?

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“Ugh, I’m sorry...” He grunts as he readjusts his glistening blubber, “I’m just having a little difficulty concentrating. I-Is it okay if I shower off really quick?” You just giggle, resting a hand on his belly and giving it a gentle squeeze. “Of course it’s okay, sweetie. You’ve been working so hard lately, you deserve to relax a bit.” Your eyes wander down towards his gym shorts, which are practically underwear at this point. “Why don’t I help you get those off?”

His face is so red at the question but with his sheer size he struggles to even attempt to take them off. I chuckle slightly and help the big boy up to slip those basically useless shorts off. “There you go. Now let’s get my good student into the shower to cool off a bit. You deserve it after all your studying.” Each footstep he takes feels like it shakes his entire home. Even my own blubber wobbles from the impact of each step. “S-sorry you have t-to see me like this, teach.” He says wheezing as he squeezes himself into his bathroom and plops himself in his shower. I smile and give a cheek a squish. “Oh it’s no problem at all. I know how it is for you big boy.” I coo

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i noticed that a lot of the dommy stepmommy stuff is gone. i thought it was equally cute and hot ngl

It was really fun but admittedly I got a few rather rude anons about it and I got really paranoid so I just deleted them.

I probably shouldn’t have cared considering these rps are PURELY FICTIONAL WITH FAKE PEOPLE but idk I’ve seen people drag people through hell over fictional characters and I don’t want to go through that. Ergo why the paranoia kicked in and I deleted them. I’m kinda sad I did that but I just don’t want to be harassed and demonized over FICTITIOUS KINK RPS.

And no I don’t want to hear anything about morality on a WG KINK RP BLOG.

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As he’s working on his lessons for the day, you can’t help but notice that the poor piggy is sweating through his shirt! All that blubber is showing right on through, including those moobs of his. Wanting to give yourself a little more eye candy, you hatch a plan. Excusing yourself from the table, you go to the thermostat and crank it up a few degrees, waiting for him to give up on remaining fully clothed. Eventually he turns and stutters “H-Hey teach? Mind if I take my shirt off?”

I smile at him with a seemingly innocent grin. “Of course. It does seem to be getting warm.” I tell him. His huge blubbery arms start to remove his massive shirt, letting free his mountainous belly and plump breasts that made my own look small. He sighs in some relief before trying to work again but he still pants from the heat, sweat making him glisten like an extra fatty holiday honey ham.

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Being a tutor for a whale of a boy who’s twice your size and fattening him up even more in secret?

Poor guy can’t properly move to his classes or even fits in the desks. It’s just better I go tutor him in his own home. The glutton is always hungry and sometimes the only way to get him to pay attention is with snacks, so what’s the harm in giving him more and he gets a little bigger. He looks good as a land while anyway

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He leans back, moaning as he tries to relive the pressure inside of him. “Y-You left me unattended for a while. I might have escaped...”He jokes as he massages his swollen gut. You apologize again, rubbing and massaging him as much as you can. “Don’t be sorry, you’ve already made up for it” he murmurs, “You let me get a good look at your fat self wobbling around.” You blush, not used to that kind of flattery. “At least I can still walk, big boy” You shoot back, watching as he slowly digests it

He chuckles into a slight moan. “Not at the rate you pack away those donuts. Guess the stereotype that cops love donuts is true.” He says grinning. I huff and shake his stuffed gut slightly making him groan in sight pain. “Well keeping your big butt fed is workout enough to keep me mobile but it’s a little late for you tubby” I retort. “You’re very luck your cute.” I blush slightly and lean in to give his bloated cheek a kiss. “Or I’d put you back on the feeding tube before your stomach settles.” I probably will put him back on the tube but maybe in a bit when he doesn’t look fit to burst.

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It was late at night, as you later down on your queen sized bed the sounds of your morbidly obese gut roared like a lion threatening the creatures of the jungle. So much so it jiggles your gut like someone was there.

The roar of my belly wakes me. Midnight munchies, again. It’s not the first, nor the last, time I’ve had to deal with this. Heaving my tired, heavy body up I slowly waddle my way over to the kitchen to see what I can find to sate my hunger long enough to sleep the rest of the night.

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Before you go, you slide the feeding tube past his lips and let it trickle back in. “Be a good boy while I’m gone, yeah?” You tease as you saunter away. Turns out the alarms were only going off for a fairly routine security check. Unfortunately for you, you’re tasked with resetting the system, which is hard for someone of your size. Suddenly, you hear grunts coming from down the hall. Your heart drops as you realize he’s still being fed! You try and waddle back quick, hoping he’s holding up okay

I’m wheezing so hard by the time I waddle to his cell and my breath nearly stills all together at the sight of him. His belly was the biggest id ever seen it and even turned a slight pink from how full he was. I have to shake my head and force my tired legs to carry me to turn off the feeding machine and pop the feeding tube out. “Shit! I’m so sorry! I got stuck having to restart the alarms systems and had to go all over this half of the prison to reset it. Ah, as you could imagine im not really the fastest walker, sorry big boy.” I actually feel a bit bad for him as he leans back and groans in pain. Feeling guilt I reach out to his normally soft belly to feel it actually be rather firm. Softly I start to work his belly. Hopefully this helps his poor stomach start to digest.

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He just scoffs and tries to shake you away, sending ripples through his blubbery mountain of a body. You just chuckle and grab hold of his pudgy face again, looking deep into those eyes of his. “You’re so cute,” You sigh, “Why does such a tough criminal have to be so adorable?” And just like that, your lips lock with his. You make out passionately, grabbing and squeezing at every square inch of him while he moans and grunts in delight. It only takes the sound of the alarm to pull you away

Hearing the loud sirens go off and puts me back on alert. I’m not sure why the alarms have gone off but I know I have to hurry up. “Ugh, always has to be something. Come on fatty, I don’t know what’s happening but let’s get you to your cell before they think you’re escaping or something stupid.” I wheel him a long and grab a uniform for him where the newbie was supposed to get it from. “Sit here and wait until the alarms go off.” I say. Surely it can’t be anything that bad

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How lewd are you comfortable with your rps getting?

As long as it’s not full on intercourse I’m good. 

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Suddenly, your bad cop instincts kick in again “That is, IF you ever get out of here.” You grab hold of the feeding tube and press it to his lips. “It’d be easy for me to convince a judge to keep you here for a while longer, and it’d probably result in you getting MUCH bigger.” His eyes snap back towards you. “Is that all I am to you? Just a plaything for you to manipulate into getting even heavier?” You smile and give his cheeks a squeeze “Pretty much, cutie.”

He huffs and goes back into his usual state of grumpy. I laugh and prod his cheeks. “Don’t sit there and pretend you don’t like it. I hear your happy moans when I feed you or when you suckle down that gain shake when you’re hungry. You love being a great big fatty!” I shake him and watch his whole body wobble like a waterbed. “Besides I think this a good thing we have going. You make me look skinny and be my entertainment at this boring job and you get all the food and care you can get without moving. It’s a win win lardass~” I say while fondling his double, nearly triple, chin.

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“I’m sure you’re enjoying yourself plenty.” He grumbles. You’re in the middle of fondling his plush ass when you look back up. “I always do, whenever I get to keep you in your place.” You chuckle, “You’re the only thing making this job interesting. Hell, I want to keep you all to myself after your sentence is up.” You catch yourself, realizing that he’s probably really creeped out by that admission. To your shock, he’s blushing as much as you. “I wouldn’t mind that...” He mutters.

My whole face is heating up and in a moment of boldness I wrap my arms as much as I can around him and rest my head on his plush shoulder. “I guess I should prepare to have a plump piggy in my home then.” I mutter, hoping I heard correctly. His fat wobbles when I shake and knead his doughy rolls. Looking at him slightly he’s nice and red like a tomato and trying to look upset while avoiding eye contact.

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After cleaning him up and wheeling him back to his cell, you realize that you’ve forgotten to grab another uniform for him. As you stare at his expansive figure, you feel tempted to just stare for a little while. “H-Hey, what’s the hold up?” He stutters out, “Where are my clothes?” Trying to keep up appearances, you give his ass a smack. “We’re air-drying you, fatass.” You say, “We don’t have enough towels here to will dry you off.” You can’t bring yourself to admit that you think it’s hot

He’s shapely blubber almost gives me envy. Big bubble but and huge boobs that nearly make my head look small. Honestly air drying is probably best. I could use a break from cleaning his fatass anyway. Might as well have a nice view while for a little while. I call in for one of the underlings to bring one of his massive uniforms so I can “keep an eye out in case of escape”. He’s so annoyed and even looks a bit embarrassed as I eye him like a delicious piece of meat. “Don’t be so grumpy. At least you’re massive ass gets a few moments of freedom. Not that you can do anything but sit there.” I say with a laugh.

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As you’re staring into his eyes, you’re surprised by how little his rough and tumble attitude jumps out. If anything, you swear that he’s looking at you the same way you’re looking at him. Even when you’re squeezing those plush cheeks of his, he seems to be somewhat hypnotized by your touch. Eventually, your instincts as his guard kick in and you give him a little shake. “Come back to reality, tubby” You chuckle, “What’s your deal?” “Nobody’s touched me like that in a while...” he responds

I blink and blush slightly. Trying to cover it I cough into my elbow. “We’ll I don’t think you’ll get much action in here tubbo.” I’m trying hard to keep my cop persona up and not go back to groping and giving him moon eyes, it’s harder then it should be. “L-let’s just finish you up so you can have your lunch feeding and I can sit down for a bit.” I say trying my best to finish cleaning him up. His gorgeous eyes are burning a hole into me and I feel like I’m burning up on the inside. It’s almost like he knows but I’m praying to every god he doesn’t notice me acting like a lovesick teen.