#hyper hips

[or-fi-s]

Wing-it for ccwoof.bsky.social

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[bustybounty]

A woman makes a wish one night for wider hips. But unknown to her whoever heard the wish made sure to make it happen in very odd ways. They decided to make her pussy swell and grow. Her lips would become massive and cause intense cameltoes and the perpetual growing would make her hips wider to accommodate it. Along with it her thighs and butt grow along. Too bad she never said how wide she wanted them.

Well, she certainly got her wish! She even got some added bonuses that she didn't mention in her own wish. It might have been implied that her ass and thighs would swell alongside her hips so that she could still have fairly proportionate legs, but she surely never expected her pussy lips to grow the way they did.

In fact, they were the primary reason why her hips grew in the first place. It started off almost too subtle to notice, but soon enough she'd start growing a cameltoe that was visible in any pair of tight pants. The bulging only continued, going from having a big pussy to having a properly huge one - and with all the nerve endings especially the ones near her clitoris also multiplying dramatically, making it much more sensitive in addition to the aforementioned size upgrade.

Sitting down with a pussy like that inevitably caused her legs to spread apart, as trying to close her thighs would only result in squeezing her pussy tightly, which would get her completely wet, losing any and all concentration on whatever she was doing.

So she kind of had a thigh gap now, with her hips widening to compensate for this 'deviation' to her normal sitting position - and even the way she walked, she had to sway her hips with extra poise, all while hoping her also bloated thighs didn't rub too much against her watermelon dwarfing pussy.

It had been months and even with her adapting the best she could, she only kept growing, her pussy was large enough to reach her knees, it was constantly wet as if she had a personal waterfall between her legs, and of course, her hips and consequently her ass, that she wished to have bigger, were now constantly getting jammed in doorways, too wide to fit through even the largest doors in her house.

What was the limit? If she kept going like this, she'd have to enter her house through the garage door, due to becoming too wide to fit anywhere else. Who knows what'd happen if she grew too wide for the garage and the house in general, with pussy lips that reached the floor, and a clit that could cause orgasmic thrills from any tiny stimulation...

Maybe she just needed to pay attention to the sky, for another wishing star to come by~?

[shygals-slophouse]

[pizza-belly-cat]

This cat is so wide, his ass singlehandedly destroys chairs

[transformablefeedee]

decided to roll the dice a few timess

hyper ass expansion (3, 18)

strong bloating (6, 17)

mild bloating (6, 11)

small pregnancy (1, 4)

and some other suggestions for the wheel if you want to replace some of your filler TFs…

Living condom

Toy pregnancy (hear me out it’s like you can give birth but your body retains the pregnant silhouette and you’ll feel really empty so you’ll want to be pregnant again…)

Carnivore (meat and fats addiction)

Eating competition champion (more dominant feedee type?)

Fast food mascot TF (not any named mascot, but like a generic one for an imagined brand that maybe fattens itself up for the brand)

there’s a lot of good ones on the wheel already so i’m getting niche here — 🍦

(referring to this ask meme. Sad no WG or breast stuff but I figured something out!)

It starts with pressure in my lower tummy. The kind you can try to rub out or sit through, but doesn't leave you worse for wear. I'm already so fat that the mild bloat doesn't even register on my body. But instead of passing, the pressure just grows. It roils up my belly, gurgling and quivering. I find myself letting out little burps, preferring to focus on my game instead of the way gas is churning in my torsal column. But all that means is that if I won't let the gas out my mouth, suddenly it starts pushing its way through my asscheeks. Massive brassy BFFFRRRRFFTTTssss that make me wince from the pleasure of the release. And that's when the real magic starts.

Quickly my desk chair begins to creak below me. Only then do I pull myself away to look at myself. My fat-ass hips are squeezing out the sides of my chair, forming faux saddlebags that droop to obscure the chair's hydraulics. My asscheeks are rounding out, thickening up so I sit up a little taller, even as my chair starts to sink with the weight. By this point, my ginormous ass is stuck in my chair, my only hope of escape waiting until my now increasingly pear-shaped bottom breaks the chair I'm in. All the while my fat cheeks jiggle as gas squeezes through, the cheeks flapping with the pressure change. I can't help but moan a little with each squeeze. Even if my chair survives—which it won't—it'll forever smell of fat gamer-tboy flatulence.

Of course, the whole time, my stomach is beginning to bloat out, round near the bottom as my guts churn. It's so loud it almost drowns out the righteous farts I can't help but keep squeezing out. The people in the call have moved from rolling their eyes to genuine concern, but I can't hear them through everything. Nor would I pay them any mind as the swirl of sensations, the discomfort and electric pleasure, fill me.

But that means that my hands are on my gut, rubbing to try to push even more thrilling heavy farts out, that I can feel my gut begin to lift. The roundness of it shifting from my intestines to the middle of my belly, before stretching out further, and further, until it is undeniably not just bloating that is growing inside me. I wonder how far along I'll be when the changes are done… but only until my now mammoth ass finally cracks the chair below me and I shudder against the ground, the very cheeks that started this all suddenly enveloping me up to my armpits. I'm so busy groping the new flesh that has immobilized me, pleasuring myself, I don't notice that I did not end up particularly pregnant. It's barely noticeable, with only one child. But that one child will definitely be defining my next five months and more…

(some of these suggestions were absolutely used, btw. Thank you so much! This almost reads like Pixar Momification which I think could be very fun)

[kuhlayduskopik]

more fluff things until i'm back into the swing of creating

[shierajacklynsword]

hear me out

Bottom heavy bisharp Girl.

My dude i like your thinking

(i'm trying to get back into the mood of drawing ocs after having a severe mental burnout the last few weeks)

[soup-soupine]

New character, I suppose! and first time drawing butt this wide.

Feline Protogen (they/them) that I don't have a name for yet. Suggestions are welcome!