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The Golden Ratio - Index (Male Wg Story)
Hi everyone, here is the index for The Golden Ratio!
The Straw hats are tricked into a massive dept inside the biggest entertainment city in the world. To make sure they come back to pay, they have to leave Zoro as a prisoner on the island. Zoro is confident his crew will return to save him, but what he doesn't know is that his captor has bigger plans for him.
(This story is written in collaboration with @bee-wg who also did the drawing for this post)
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Chapter 1 Chapter 2
Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Chapter 5 Chapter 6
Chapter 7 Chapter 8
Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11 Chapter 12
Finale
Fuuuuck yâall, what the fuck did all those tacos I shoveled down do to my gut? I donât even recognize myself in this, how can my big fat gut get this round??? đ„”
I look like a meat balloon whatâs happening to me đ©
I just finished this animated reward on patreon of a thoroughly stuffed Childe and Zhongli letting loose after an especially hearty meal. Figured I'd share this one since Childe and Zhongli are still some fan favs and I'm proud of the sculpting job I did on both of their hidden bare belly meshes. :P
Seejng your most recent binges reminds me of one of the first videos I found of you when you were in a blue shirt and ate far too much cake moaning like crazy
I just know all that food you packed into your poor gut had you a blubbering mess, but that didn't erase the hunger I know you still felt after.. you really are the most insatiable glut huh? :)
There is this one of me in a blue shirt eating cake that I posted when I first started my youtube channel. I've been asked for this one a lot, I guess the noises are fun in it ha
It's even got a little button pop in it đ
Some real NASTY and MONSTROUS burps from the cutest little enby you've ever seen.
I seriously sound like some kind of monster when I burp sometimes
A dating app is a great place to find prey, & you're practiced at it. When you find Lynn, you know she'd fatten up & slide down your throat so perfectly...
We all know there's a shortage of pred content. Ergo, I give you a pred POV story featuring Lynn, my unaware female prey.~
I also narrated this (if you don't know me, I'm known for my audios~), so if you want to hear me 10 1/2 minutes of me reading this to you, my Patrons have access to that. 4-minute preview is right here; just press play~ Full written story below the cut!
POV: You were once an ambitious, hard-working powerhouse that gave it all up to be a doted-on couch potato. Now, youâd be lucky if the couch will be able to support your exponentially increasing weight for another year.
TRANSCRIPT:
Hi baby, I hope you donât mind, I just saw you spilling out on the couch and I couldnât help but sink my hands into all this dough of yours.
You know, youâre pretty lucky. If we hadnât met, you might be doing something productive right now. Can you imagine? I mean, youâve changed so much since you started letting me truly spoil you. Honestly, Iâm surprised that you let yourself go so quickly. Remember how ambitious you were? You talked so much about âmaking wavesâ, ârevolutionizing your fieldâ, and âworking your way up.â I let you believe all that, and I admired it to a degree, but all along, I knew what you really needed. Day after day, one little indulgence after another, more and more little responsibilities relinquished to me, and well, look at you now. Youâve become such a layabout, I honestly canât remember the last time you did anything other than eat, sleep, mindlessly scroll on your phone, or touch yourself. But donât worryâthatâs just how I like you.Â
I think itâs probably good that you were able to quit your job before you really started fattening up so much. Your coworkers might have had something to say about how tight your outfits were getting on your chubby body. I bet your old office chair wouldnât be able to hold your weight anymore either, let alone if you could even fit your widened hips past the armrests. Iâm glad I could spare you from having to experience being the embarrassing office fatty. All the looks you would have gotten, having to ask your boss for a sturdier chair, having to find plus-size outfits that donât cling so tightly to all that extra blubber. I do bet you miss the office parties though, donât you? It must have been such a thrill for you to sneak into the break room and shovel whatever treats there were down your throat, hoping no one walked in and saw what a shameless fatass you were. Do you think theyâd call you out? Or do you think theyâd just try to ignore such a gluttonous display?
Ah, but none of that really matters now, does it? Because now, youâre the perfect, spoiled pet that you deserve to be. Youâre right here for me to dote on and enable into extreme obesity. And honestly, Iâve noticed that I hardly have to do anything to get you to overindulge yourself now. You take every opportunity to fill your growing belly, and I love that. I think you deserve to be rewarded for it. Every act of gluttony should beget pleasure for you. I want the two to be inseparable in your mind. So here, let me order you an extra large pizza real quick, and when it gets here, we can have some funâŠOn second thought, Iâm not sure I can wait that longâŠ.I need you now. I need to hear you moan and watch your body wobble as you cum for me. And when the pizza gets here, weâll just do it again. Lay back, pretty piggy. Let me take care of your every needâŠ
I finally did another audio and in all honesty I still kinda cringe at listening myself saying this, so just beware that my boyfriend approved this one. Hopefully you'll enjoy it âËâčâĄ
Fucking Your Slit
I have seen and read stories about cocks being buried in fat. Shallowed into a soft warm tunnel of lard. Inspired by a shy hog that did not want to be tagged. A transcript of the audio is below.
Content warning: Fat Shaming, fat degradation, feminization, power dynamics.
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One of my favorite parts about fattening you up so far. Is the fact that you've let me do it. Without even needing to sexually please you. You've done it all yourself. I've never had to touch your dick suck you off. I've never even had to let you fuck me.
And you've let me grow you into a big blobby virgin. And now. Your dick? It's just a fucking clit. You have a slit where you used to have a thick, long, hard cock and balls. You now have a fucking slit? A leaky dripping slit. And I'm going to use that slit.
I get to fuck it because you've moved on from fat boy from Pig from hog. You're a sow is what you are. And you, my sweet, sweet, barely mobile virgin, are gonna get fucked in your slit, and if you're really lucky, I will let you come.
It's gonna make that little clit dribble. A little tiny leaking stream of cum. And that'll be how you lose your virginity. Having your feeder fuck your slit, having a real man pound your cock. How's that gonna feel? How's it going to feel and barely able to move?
I roll you onto your back. I lift your legs and gut out of the way. And I fuck pussy we've grown on you, and you can feel your tiny little nub get beaten into submission while you squeal and moan and pant. Just on your back sweating, moaning, red-faced, tired out from just lying on your back, like a sow.
Hmm. Oh, I'm gonna enjoy fucking your slit.
A little reading from @heavyheavycream's comic Supersized Stoner :)
Where Jam helps Butter get off by describing how she will get Butter high on Molly and play with them :)
POV: Your eating habits and your weight have gotten so unbelievably out of control lately that I think it's about time I give you a wake-up call in the form of some teasing and shaming.
â ïž It gets a little mean, so... â ïž
Hope you enjoy! đ
TRANSCRIPT:
What is it? Is there something you need to tell me? You overate again... Well, I'm not surprised. Is it really overeating if you do it every time you sit down and glut yourself like youâre trying to win some prize? No, it's just the norm for fatasses like you. Shameless, self-indulgent gluttony is just the way it is for you. You should be ashamed. You should be desperately searching for a way to stop yourself. What kind of person shovels food in their face the way you do? What kind of person lets themselves get so obese that they canât do basic things without getting winded?
I donât imagine you even have any excuse for what you're doing to yourself. Imagine what you could look like if you weren't so busy gorging yourself with greasy food and carbs every chance you get. It's fucking obscene. And do I really need to bring up your sweets addiction? I swear, at this point, you might as well just have me hook a funnel up to your greedy mouth and pour syrup down your throat.Â
WaitâŠplease donât tell meâŠdo you actually think about that? What, are you just going to eat and eat and eat until you can barely waddle from room to room? Have me stuff you until all that weight that you keep piling on ripples with every lumbering step that you take? Is that what you want, fatty? This huge, heavy-breathing, mound of embarrassing flab that can barely maneuver around your own home? If you keep this shit up, youâll be there faster than all those DoorDash deliveries you keep getting every fucking day.
At this point, Iâm just morbidly curious about what goes on inside your head that justifies letting yourself become so shockingly, grotesquely obese. I mean, look at what a shameless blob you areâŠrolls stacked on top of each other like pancakes, each one covered in stretch marks, with a hanging gut that takes over your lap, the flab on your arms keeping them pinned to your sides. God, every inch of your body is overflowing with fat. You eat so many goddamn calories, it looks like you're in a near-constant state of stretching and expanding. How can you not notice that your body is screaming at you to stop being such a fucking pig?
Is there even a point in trying to shame you for all of this? Youâre obviously not going to change one thing about the way youâre ruining yourself. All youâre going to do, as soon as you can, is find the next thing to stuff your face with. So, what is it going to be this time, tubby? Burgers? Pizza? Few boxes of snack cakes? Honestly, I wouldnât put it past you to get all three, the way that Iâve seen you eat. You clearly donât have any self-control, so, fuck it, why not? Just hork down more calories until your body can barely handle it. Stuff your bottomless pit of a stomach every chance that you get. Even after every other sign is telling you to stop.Â
You know what? I donât think anything can help you now. You are too far gone, and thereâs no way youâre coming back from this. Youâre going to be half a metric ton of pure blubber soon enough. And youâll have no one to blame but yourself for what a hopeless, greedy, wobbling tub of lard that you are. So just lay back and grab another snack, why donât you?