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fatmenwithbigbellies

Big poppa before and after the Buffett❤️❤️

luarvallard

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smoosh

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Round here

potbellied

+100lbs

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broaderstrokes

Hotel Fats, Vol. 7.

Now with bonus gainer shake!

badonklin

Summer come back please 😭😭

pandabacon91-deactivated2021033

Hope you like your men big and round. 😚

gutgrowing12

Before and after. You all like a 10yearchallenge right? The BLOW up… 😜🐷🍩

kyaada

Some bellies are absolutely legendary. Riccbelly/gutfella is definitely one of them.

For my birthday present to myself (and to others, hopefully), I re-cut some Riccurt– we’re going heavy on the gut slaps, belches, and beers today, boys!

gainerstories

Fatspirational: Chapter 1

At 20, I was still living with my parents. We lived in an affluent neighborhood of upper middle class custom homes. Every husband was wealthy or in debt and every housewife had blonde hair and plastic surgery. Our next door neighbor, who perfectly fit the stereotype, had lived adjacent to our house since I was a child. Our families didn’t socialize more than 1 or 2 formal dinners out of the year, but it felt like we knew them well.

They had two kids who were grown and moved out. The wife, Elisa, was aging and no longer could crack a smile from all the botox. The husband was aging too, but he was getting better with time. Mark worked as a lawyer now, but in his 20s did some jeans modeling. He had the classic tall, dark and handsome look. His square jaw was always covered in thick, five o’clock shadow and his shoulders were incredibly broad and muscular. He sported the perfect V shape. I have clear memories as a child being entranced by his ample booty. How could a man have such a big bubble butt? I’d never seen anything like it before. It was so thick and bulbous in his tight designer slacks, bobbing up and down with each step. The stunning roundness of his rump was usually accentuated by an expensive Italian leather belt that was synched just above his curves. At the time I didn’t know I liked men, but I knew I liked that ass.

I was a kid back then, but over the years Mark Johnson began to look a bit different. People in the neighborhood were saying he “let himself go.” At first I thought that meant a divorce, but soon I realized they were talking about his body. His suits began to fit much tighter, too tight. It looked like he still wore the same clothes from thirty pounds ago. A healthy paunch began to jut out of his dress shirts and hang over his waist. It looked like as though a pillowcase filled with jello was hung from his torso. The gilded Italian belt buckle he always wore became obscured by the overhang of his gut. The broad shoulders now lead to burgeoning love handles defiantly hanging over the waist of his pants and disrupting the once perfect “V.” His silk ties no longer hung straight when standing, but rested on a growing mound of fat. Even his jawline began to soften. Gone were the sharp angles of his modeling days.

The once dashing man had seemingly given in to gluttony. I imagined the long nights at work, living off a vending machine and office snacks, were taking its toll. The gossipy housewives began to whisper about what a shame it was that he lost his figure. Secretly, they were joyous as most of their husbands had grown hefty beer guts years ago that continued to swell year after year.

Quite simply, Mr. Johnson turned into my ideal man before my very eyes. By the time I turned 20 if I had spent many nights jerking off to his distended gut and jiggly ass. So, it should come as no surprise that I was absolutely ecstatic when the time came that I was in need of a lawyer.

gainerstories

Reblog if you’re ready for Ch 2!