#chubster

[roadtoobesity]

"Hey dad, can we ease up on dinner tonight? You know I fully support your cooking journey. Hell, I've taste-tested every recipe you've put out. I just don't think I - or this bed - can quite handle the consequences..."

[justabigfoot]

Dang... I guess I matured

[bramblesqrl]

Cooking up some dinner to grow this belly

[growingnickthick]

You caught a wild fat boy trying to go back to bed and snack

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[sahnejungsliebhaber]

Die Dämonin der Völlerei hat ihr Opfer gefunden.

The demon of gluttony has found her victim.

[seventeen362]

Lone (Taylor Parahumans Dallon Interlude)

>be “taylor parahumans dallon,” 22

>one parent is completely checked out, doesn’t care about us much (other parent once compared her to “the LaBourn mother”)

>other one is obsessed with worm

>still recovering, hours of therapy every day. unlearning tendencies to collect bugs and doing physical therapy to recover from that one time worm-obsessed parent did a “leviathan dice roll”, trying to forget every line of worm (parent had me memorize all of it)

>have a younger brother, still a minor (chubster)

>since chubster can’t move out, he’s still living with worm-obsessed parent

>going to get sent to non-worm-obsessed parent, which might be even worse (she forgets to give us food sometimes, at least worm-obsessed parent takes us to that burger place once in a while

>pleads me to get him out of there

>do my best, drive over there (my friend Nancy taught me how to drive)

>mother who likes worm finds out, demands an explanation and threatens to “bonesaw” me if i don’t provide a reasonable explanation

>panic

>tell my mother i’m doing a worm reenactment

>she allows it

>pick chubster up without her noticing, drive him over to Nancy’s house

>if worm-obsessed parent founds out i lied, she might bring out the echidna costume

>can’t let that happen

>what kind of worm reenactment could i do that would do

>pick up phone to ask worm-obsessed parent for advice

>crash my car cause i’m not paying attention

>oh. shit. like annette

>fading in and out of consciousness

>half-wake up on a hospital bed, months later, just like taylor hebert from worm after the locker

>doctors say i might die

>chubster is okay though

>realize i’m ignoring something

>weird background noise in senses

>more senses than i’m used to

>oh no

>cant let worm-obsessed mother find out about this, can’t let anyone find out

>don’t want to be dissected

>going to have to find a way to remove whatever part of my brain is letting me do that

>like contessa did to the original skitter, maybe?

>put the idea in the back of my mind, workshop it later

>neither parent has visited. haven’t found my drivers license under my fake name, so they just think i don’t know how to drive

>worm-obsessed parent wants to legally rename me to annette

>can’t let anyone find out about the bugs

>fall back out of consciousness, specifically tell the bugs to do what they were doing before i woke up (can’t let anyone know)

>i hope chubster’s ok

[bellyslob]

When daddy unleashed a barrage of cum inside you 🤤🥴 I hope I don’t get pregnant

[roadtoobesity]

"See bro? I told you I could still touch the floor! I haven't eaten myself out of a forward fold just yet. Though, I might not be able to rise from this position. I don't think I have the core muscles for that. Or, well, any muscles in general... Could you stop gawking and help me up?"