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Ooof that thing looks huge from that angle oooh and those tits look so plump and juicy I just wanna suck on em till we both pass out from ecstasy of fondling each other

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And grew all this in just 1 year and 10months🐷

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Let’s see how big you can get in a few weeks for your two year anniversary

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Holy shit, I totally have him dom me mainly because he looks exactly like Michiganmeatball when he was younger, so cute so hot and I think this guy is actually even shorter which is even better because as we all know, the shorter the guy, the thicker they look with less. As well as that fat ass, omg. 🫦

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Part 1 - Update with a new video. This gamer is even bigger! From around 75kg to 230kg in 7 years. His butt is incredibly huge.

jakegain

it still fits, right?

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Fuck yes it does now keep eating to bust open some more buttons

chubbydrawer

Now on patreon! Joel encountered quite the filling entity! This powerful slime stopped at nothing to turn him into a jiggly mound of softness! #maleweightgain #fat #gainerart #fatart #fatkink

j-is-bulking

Oh hey there’s me!🤭 this artwork is incredible ❤️

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Woof and oof god Danm that was sooo hot I’ve always been a fan of slime inflation idk y tho.

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Carson and Nate

Carson 'TheBullTitan' and Nate.

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Holy shit the guy in the yellow shirt on the bottom right literally looks so much like a real life Gaston. Sooo hot

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If Batman did sumo

Soo hot

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Oof now that’s gotta be the biggest bulk I’ve seen from a college kid. Woof!! So hot

gainerstories

Big Winner

Jordan won 6 million dollars on his 21st birthday. The young stud had no idea the turn his life would take when he and his friends booked a couple nights in Las Vegas to celebrate turning 21. It happened late one evening when most of the group was already passed out drunk, but Jordan and his friend Nicky decided to grab another round and hit the casino.

They were nearing blackout drunk when Jordan stumbled into a seat in front of a slot machine, entered a bill, and pulled the lever. A sobering barrage of lights, and music followed, then a crowd formed, and everyone was shouting at him. He didn’t believe what everyone was saying. He was a millionaire? No way. After about ten minutes an old man appeared with a giant cardboard check that read $6,000,000. Jordan was in utter disbelief.

The next few months of Jordan’s life was a whirlwind filled with paperwork, exorbitant taxes, lawyers, and some hefty purchases. Jordan did as most would in that position, quit his job, paid off loans, helped out his mom, bought a new house, and most of all: partied. Jordan went to all the hottest clubs in LA almost nightly. He bought bottle service, boys, drugs, fancy dinners, everything a young gay man who grew up middle class could dream of. Life was good.

Although, there were some down sides to his newfound lifestyle. Jordan discovered that friends new and old were becoming sycophantic, leading him to question everyone’s motives. In addition to this paranoia, Jordan couldn’t find the energy to keep up with his gym routine. He was always hungover or tired or hungry. Plus, why bother working out when all he had to do was flash some money to get a boy in bed? This, coupled with all the partying, wining and dining, meant that Jordan’s physique began to soften. Like most men in LA, Jordan used to be a total gym rat, attending almost daily. He had defined pecs, massive arms, and had almost achieved a six pack before winning the jackpot.

Jordan was aware he had gained some weight, but he wasn’t too concerned. This changed one evening when he was scrolling through Grindr for a quick blow job. He was chatting up a cute twink and trading dick pics, getting hard and stroking a bit. The twink asked for a full body shot so Jordan stumbled to the mirror and took a photo while stroking himself. He sucked in his gut and made sure the angle made his dick look massive. “Oh sorry, not my type,” the twink responded. Jordan was immediately irritated. How dare he turn down a hot millionaire? After an initial fit of rage, Jordan asked what his type was. The twink said: “I like fit guys, not into chubs really.”

Jordan’s stomach dropped as he was flooded with insecurity. He stood up and began examining himself in the mirror. It was true, he had a beer belly puffing out several inches from his midsection and flanked by love handles. His gut was big enough to grab a handful of flab and give it a hearty shake. How did this happen? He turned around to see that his underwear no longer fully concealed his ass, leaving a meaty crack exposed. He pulled down the boxer briefs and squeezed one cheek, watching as cellulite dimples spread down to his thighs. “Whatever,” he said to aloud to himself, “I’m rich.” Jordan proceeded to wack off to a porno, ordering a gourmet pizza after he shot his load.

A couple months later Jordan was alone in his loft, stoned, horny and bored. A commercial on the TV reminded him of one of his old fuck buddies, a model named Brent. He found Brent’s number in his phone and scheduled a dick appointment. Brent mentioned that he’d heard about the jackpot, congratulating Jordan and saying that he’d love to reconnect. Jordan knew he was only interested in the money and hoped Brent wouldn’t get clingy. When the young model arrived, Jordan answered the door in sweatpants and a hoodie. Brent was dressed very stylishly and toting an expensive bottle of wine.

“I like the… all sweats look,” Brent said bitchily. “Did you just get done working out?”

“Uh yeah,” Jordan said, even though he couldn’t remember the last time he went to gym or even showered.

They popped the bottle of wine and chatted on the couch. Jordan grew bored almost instantly. All people ever wanted to talk was the jacpot. He’d get the same questions ad nauseum and his responses began to feel rehearsed. They killed the bottle of wine pretty fast with Jordan drinking most of it. He lumbered to the wine fridge and brought out another one. An hour passed and the men were getting drunk and touchy-feely. Jordan was tipsy and leaning hornily towards Brent, not realizing his belly had spilled out of his sweatshirt. After a few moments of sexual tension, he finally planted a wet one on the young man.

Brent giggled and said, “I totally wanna fuck but I think I may be a tad too drunk. I didn’t eat today, would you have like crackers or something?”

“You want food?” Jordan’s eyes lit up.

“Just a nibble, nothing big.”

“No no let me buy you something nice.”

Jordan pulled out his phone and ordered an exorbitant spread on ubereats that arrived sooner than expected. Brent was flabbergasted by the amount of food that arrived, figuring they’d end up throwing half of it away. Jordan dug right in, chomping down on buffalo wings, pasta, and cake for desert while Brent nibbled at a salad. In the meantime, another bottle of red wine had been cracked and nearly emptied. Jordan was a machine that would not stop. Once the food was nearly gone, Jordan laid back on the couch with his hands behind his head, gut bloated and exposed.

“Come sit on daddy’s lap” he said to Brent.

Brent followed orders and was surprised to feel just how beefy Jordan had become since he got rich. Brent was used to hardened muscles and cologne, but the new Jordan was all cushion and wing sauce. Jordan’s cock sprung to life under brent’s ass. Brent peeled off the man’s sweats and lubed his ass up with spit. They fucked for only a few minutes before Jordan blew his load and immediately fell asleep. Dismayed, Brent was left straddling the fattened millionaire, still hard and ready to come. Disgusted by what a selfish hog Jordan had become, Brent let himself out.

A year passed and these sort of encounters became the norm for Jordan. Increasingly, his fuck buddies stopped responding. More and more Jordan began to feel alone and isolated from the rest of the world. Partying became a hollow and boring pursuit. More and more he spent his days at home, smoking weed, watching movies and eating. The gym was a distant memory as his waistline expanded to proportions he’d never seen before.

Jordan was fully aware he’d grown fat. He struggled to tie his shoes and squeeze into small spaces. His gut formed an ample overhang that hung out of most of his lounge shirts, wavering with each lumbering step to kitchen. His cock was now eclipsed buy a plump fat pad. Even his fingers and toes were becoming puffy. Two years ago stretch marks signified the muscle growth of broadened beefy shoulders, but now they crisscrossed his inner thighs as a clear sign of unhinged gluttony. The biggest surprise was that he barely fit on the toilet anymore, his ass cheeks hung off each side. He found that bidets were a lifesaver.

Late one evening he launched his internet browser and turned on his projector to watch some porn. Gmail came up by default and he noticed an alert for a news article about him. There on PerezHilton.com he saw his gargantuan form on the beach, sucking down daiquaries and lifting his gut to scratch underneath. The headline read “Big Winner even BIGGER.” He scrolled down to read the comments.

“What a fat fuck”

“You’d think he could afford a gym membership”

“If i won that much money id get fat too shoot”

“Damn who gets stretchmarks on their thighs”

Jordan turned off the projector, sparked a joint, and ordered McDonald’s.

A year later Jordan found himself at the doctor for a routine check up. Nothing he was told surprised him. He was obese. Up two hundred pounds since he was 21. At risk for diabetes, etc. The doctor scolded him, grabbed his overhang and said “this has got to go, you can afford a trainer.” The doctor pointed out the stretch marks on his arms, “if you don’t watch it you’ll need surgery to get rid of those.” He even told him to take a shower because his folds smelled. Jordan felt completely humiliated when he piled into the uber and to make things worse he noticed some young girls snapping his photo.

When he got home the images were all over the internet with headlines about how his weight was completely spiralling. His agent called freaking out, telling him he had to leverage this. They were getting calls from Biggest Loser and other reality shows. This was his moment, he was told, he needed to make the most of it. People love a redemption narrative.

Jordan hung up the phone and ordered 3 large pizzas.

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Omfg that was the ride of my life so crazy good when ur doing edge foreplay for yourself oof too good. So awesome. Almost passed out after I came.

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Omg doesn’t the guy in the blue Speedo look soo much like Freddie Mercury but like a much hotter version.

sundaesloth

NEED a feeder that talks about me like a pet owner talks about their fat pets

“Oh, he’s not overweight, he’s just fluffy.”

“Overfeed him? No, I just leave food out and he knows how much he needs.”

“His health is fine, so what if he breaths a bit heavier and doesn’t move as much.”

“Yeah, he has to be careful on some of the furniture, TOTALLY not because he’s too heavy for them though, they’re just really cheap and flimsy is all.”

“The clothes I ordered for him are too tight, I guess the website’s sizes must be wrong.”

“He gets stuck in things sometimes but that’s just because they make everything smaller these days.”

“He has been getting a little rounder lately, but that’s just cause I’ve been too busy to take him out for walks as much.”

“When he’s a good boy, I give him extra treats, and my little angel is always a good boy.”

“Who cares if he’s fat, it just makes him cuter.”

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Omg I think I’m melting just thinking about hearing that last one 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠