#wg drabble

[mascarponedaydreams]

Billy is hanging out at Steve's house, watching a baseball game, seated back bringing pizza after pizza to his lips as he yells at the screen.

Steve is visibly sweating watching his boyfriend eat.

Because Billy can eat a lot. He never even registered the amount of calories he frequently consumed because he worked out so often, he'd burn it all off anyway.

It killed Steve a little.

Because, yes, his boyfriend was hot as fuck - but it would be so much hotter if the food actually added up to make him thicker.

He bit his lip at the thought.

But despite how often Steve watched Billy funnel food in, he knew it didn't matter in the long run. It was all just fuel to later be burnt off.

"Hello? Did you even see that pitch? You said nothing." Billy says, glaring over at Steve who is failing at being as into the game as his boyfriend is. "You've just been staring at me the whole time, what gives?"

And, they've been dating for a while.

So, Steve thinks...it's time he talks to him. About his fetish. His kink. His thoughts he himself doesn't even fully understand.

So when he blurts out that he's into weight gain it quickly spirals to Steve basically yelling in his face in blind panic. "Weight gain! Bellies! Thick thighs, meaty - meaty like...meaty arms! And cheeks, oh god, chubby cheeks. On the face, obviously. No. Wait. Not obviously. Ass, too. Fat ass." He puts his hands out like he's grabbing a dumptruck butt, the way he usually does to Billy, and he's nervously rambling now, and he just won't shut up. "And, like, it doesn't matter how. Like, would I be into being a feeder? Yeah, but, that doesn't even matter. Just into it. All of it. Any of it? Oh god. This is weird. I'm sorry. Shit. Uh. Forget I said anything. This...this doesn't matter, okay?! I'm not...I'm not asking you to gain weight! I wouldn't do that! I'm not trying to like, control you or force you into this. I just wanted to tell you??? That I think it's hot??? When you eat a whole large pizza to yourself and then keep drinking beer and sometimes you burp - and oh, yeah, that too. I like when you burp too. FUCK Harrington, shut up!" He slaps his head lightly. And before his boyfriend can even respond other than looking at Steve in shock, Steve bolts. "Okay well I gotta go I'll see you tomorrow!" Anddd he's out there door.

Just unloaded all that onto Billy and bailed.

Told him his deepest secret, and promptly got the hell out.

Because Steve never told anyone that. Never even said it out loud or talked about it before.

So...the next day when he's still anxious and feeling like a dumbass for how he handled that, he goes over to Billy's like a dog with his tail between his legs. And he's promptly about to apologize when he sees Billy setting up plates of food on Tv trays in his living room in front of game about to start. Chicken wings, mozarella sticks, chips and nacho cheese dip. "Uh...hi?" Steve says, and Billy turns with a devilish smile on his face, like he wants to pounce on Steve right there and then. "What. Um. What's all this?"

Billy strides over to him easily, kissing him, pulling him in. Oh, it's nice. It's a nice kiss. Steve feels it straight to his core, like he usually does as he melts into his boyfriends arms. He wasn't mad then. Billy wasn't weirded out. Didn't think Steve was a freak. "What's all this? You can't tell?" Billy teases, voice low as he goes down to nip Steve's neck. "Looked into your little fetish, babe. Some eye opening stuff." He kisses, sucks his neck before pulling away again. "The only reason I still work out as much as I do is to stay hot for you. If you're seriously attracted to chubby guys... I'm all about it."

"B-Billy, we don't-"

"Shh. I'm serious." Billys blue eyes pierce into Steve. "You like big guys? Bellies, chubby cheeks, fat asses." Billy repeats Steve's own desperately hysteric words back to him, taunting, grinning. "Prepare to make me the biggest guy you could ever imagine." He takes Steve's hands, leading him to the couch, and Steve is still a stuttering, shivering mess. "You know I love to eat. And if you apparently love to feed? Well, shit, baby. Match made in heaven." #Idk why I always make Steve the feeder #jk its because hes such a good caregiver

[fat-slobby-hunks]

Anonymous support group for fatties who's fupa have gotten so big they can't touch let alone see their junk.

It's mostly an excuse for all of them to meet up and complain about being so pent up and horny (along with stuffing their faces with junk food in order to cope). The only requirments being you show up naked and bring snacks...

[evansbby]

Ok, so umm.. hear me out but I'm imagining that umm.. Steve and girliepop are being naaaassstyyy 🫠🫠🫠 and Ari is spying on you and he doesn't even imagine the horrors his eyes have to witness but there he is, witnessing, splintering whatever he has in his hand 🫣🫣

And plot twist: Steve doesn't know know but he has an idea that Ari is pulling some peeping tom shit and is really putting on a show, talking all sorts of dirty in your ear 👉👈

Idk idk

I just keep having headcanons about this story, what have you done to meeeee 😭😭😭

No pls I love when people have headcanons of my story!!!

Although I don’t think Ari would let it get that far if he was watching. I think he’d literally drag her out from under Steve, toss her over his shoulder and leave with her 😭😭😭

But for the sake of the “what if” I can totally imagine Steve and reader doing some nasty NASTY shit. Like really nasty. Like he’s got her dressed up as a kitten and they’re doing some pet play and she’s all collared up with his initials around her neck 😭😭😭

I think Ari would DIE of heart palpitations or something.

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

Imagine being an archeologist and stumbling across a long forgotten tomb buried deep beneath the earth. A massive gold sarcophagus stands before you bigger than anyone you've ever seen before! Though a cow like figure seems to be adorning the lid. Wanting to investigate you step closer not noticing the long rotted and abandoned bowels and stacks of food littering the place. The second your foot touched one the air went still...

A cold over worldy shiver went up your spine as the lid of the sarcophagus creaked open. Horrified you froze in place as a bloated figire emerged from the dark insides of the coffin followed by a pungent stench filling the room. It was old smelling like death itself had appeared before you. Your eyes watered and lungs burned yet your body remained stationery. It was a mummy wrapped in sweat stained bandages her swollen stomach bursting through the wrappings covered in greasy bumps and ancient food stains.

Her gut let out an unbelievably loud gurgle before her cheeks unleashed a deafening burst of flatulence into the air. "FLRRRPOOORT! BRRRAAAAAAP~" A smell worse than the last clogged your senses and the corpse before you finally spoke.

"By the gods! I was holding that one in for atleast a thousand years..." the mummy groaned reaching a hand back to scratch at her wobbling sweaty cheeks. "BWOOOURP~ You must be my latest sacrifice~" She said eyes glowing golden as her bandages came to life pulling you towards her slab of moist foul smelling flesh. A face full of her stomach was your reward for your curiosity as she chuckled loudly before dragging you into her sarcophagus. The last glimpses of the outside world etched themselves into your eyes as she pulled you into her snug fitting bed ready to spend the rest of eternity with you...

[fat-slobby-jojo-girls]

Scenario: Jolyne, Hermes, Foo, Trish and Yasuho all have a bit of contest to see who can get the most bloated from gas. The five each have a cork popped into there bottom and taped shut have to eat a lot of the food that makes them the most gassy the last person who keeps their cork in and is the biggest wins.

Jolyne, Hermes, Foo, Trish, Yasuho all gathered round a large pile of food set on a large plate while a spotlight shined down on them as they waited for the contest to start. A large crowd had shown up to watch the fatties stuff themselves their woops and cheers filling the air as the host walked onto the stage. The five fatties were all naked leaving their obese flabby bodies exposed to audience. As the host made her way on stage she pulled a small cart containing five massive corks along with a roll of ducktape.

"All right ladies here's the rules. Each one of you gets corked up and you must continue eating for the duration of the challenge. The last one standing with their cork in their rear wins." The rather voluptuous host explained as she approached Jolyne's ass. Pulling out a cork she forced it between Jolyne's cheeks and pressed the cork against her swollen pucker. With little resistance she managed to get the entire thing put snuggly in place before taping up Jolyne's entrance. "Ok who's next?"

One by one the hostess plugged each of the girls asses before walking to the side and picking up a flag. "On your marks... Get Set.... Go!" She yelled as she swung the flag down sending the five fatties diving for the pile. They all dug in like pigs not carrying for table manners as they shoved the greasy gas producing food into the awaits mouths.

"Fuck...I feel like I'm gonna blow..." Jolyne mumbled, not even five minutes into the contest and her belly had already doubled in size from the build up of gas brewing in her belly. Trish wasn't fairing any better across the plate from Jolyne the pink haired boss was struggling with a bloated gut of her own.

"Not gonna lose...." Trish said through mouthfuls of burritos, her hunger and determination to win fueling her. "ffrt..." A tiny poot could just barely be heard as the fatties all stopped momentarily before continuing to stuff themselves.

"Gotta hold it in..." Jolyne moaned as she tried to keep her cheeks pressed together with one hand while the other shoved cake into her mouth.

"Rose will be disappointed if I make the company look bad.... but my ass feels like it's gonna explode..." Trish thought to herself as she slowly felt pressure build in her rear. It was coming down to the wire for which one would be eliminated first.

"Comeone not now!" Jolyne cried tears running down her now red face as she strained to hold her farts in. "FRRLLRRRRRT!!!!"

A combined series of farts echoed throughout the building as Trish and Jolyne's corks launched out of their asses simultaneously, eliminating both of them. Their onslaught of gas lasted well over a minute ass all the gas trapped inside them forced its way out. The crowd erupted into cheers as the exhausted slobs were carted away on stretchers leaving just Foo, Hermes, and Yasuho left.

"Two down and Two more to go! Which one of these fat hogs is gonna be our winner?" The hostess said into her microphone as she circled the fatties. Hermes was looking a little worried as she felt her stomach expand more and more with each minute. Her belly button buldged out of her giving her a large adorable outie.

"Bourp~. Gotta hold it in..." Hermes muttered as she swallowed a chilli dog whole. The gassy food was doing a number on her insides and the Latina could feel gas beginning to slip past her cork slowly loosening the tape along with it. "Damn it... why did it have to be beans?" She cursed as she shoved a hand full of beans into her mouth. This seemed to be the final straw as her ass let out a loud trumpeting fart sending her cork flying from her rear and forcing a moan of pleasure from Hermes' lips. "KYYYAAAAA!" She yelled going cross eyed as she felt the cork shoot out of her making her ass feel empty, the bottom heavy beauty cried tears of pleasure as a torrent of flatulence burst from her rear adding to the toxic fog Jolyne and Trish produced.

"I gotta hold on..." Foo said her face turning to a scowl as she watched Hermes get carted off. It was just her an Yasuho now and to her surprise the pink haired nerd didn't seem to be having much trouble. "Come on Foo stay strong..." she cheered her self on mentaly but as she continued to stuff food down her throat her ass grew weaker and weaker until finally a earth shaking fart escaped sending her cork flying into the wall behind her "FFFPHHLLLLLRRRRT~" The humongous fart ripped through the air as Foo was knocked unconscious from the force leaving Yasuho the only one left.

"And we have a winner! Give it up for Yasuho Hirose!" The hostess yelled exciting the crowd as they cheered for the winner.

"Urp... Thanks.... Can I take this out now? My stomach can't take much more.." Yasuho asked weakly as she rubbed her swollen belly. The gas inside had bloated It to nearly 5 times it's previous size and from the sounds her ass was making she was fit to blow any minute.

"Yep! Let her rip!" The host said smiling as yasuho stuck her ass out and puffed out her cheeks.

The adorable needs cork gave way as the gas sent it flying like a cannonball outwards smacking into a nearby wall. "PFFFFFFFLLLLLRRRTPPLLLFFFFFFLRT~" The nuclear fart filled the room overpowering the scent of the other slob's gas as a constant stream of ass Gass poured out of Yasuho's rear. It took 3 minutes for her to get it all out and by the time she was finished she was utterly exhausted letting her self slump down on the stage an wait for the staff to pick her up.

"Thats all for today's show folks! I hope you enjoyed it. Let's give one last round of applause for our contestants!" The host shouted getting another round of cheers from the few audience members still conscious after the monsterous wave of farts.

[fat-slobby-hunks]

Your local adventures party stopping by the local tavern for some food and drinks after a long and perilous quest.

Their knight orders as mug of ale only for the clumsy bar maid to accidentally give him the wrong mug... instead of the finest brewed drink in the land he's given a flask of dwarf beer ordered cheap with no guarantee that i may or may not have some minor enchantments...

One Sip and the brave muscular knight is already starting to fatten up. Leather straps tightening and armor creaking as his shake changes. A flat toned stomach slowly developing curves and rolls of fat as he down half the glass before finishing the rest in one gulp.

"BWOOOOOOOOORP ANOTHER!" Is all he says before reaching across the bar and grabbing a leg of meat right off another patrons plate. He's grunting and sweating bullets as he waits for his next drink and soon enough he's shedding his armor down to just an undershirt and some patched together trousers. All eyes are on him as he goes for his second glass despite protests from his party and the bar maid, he doesn't listen even as his rump doubles in size and begins to work its way out of his pants forming a meaty shelf hanging off the edge of a now creaking bar stool.

Bites of meat smearing his face with grease and long chugs of drink dribbling swill down his now multiple chins make for quite the sight. It's not every day one gets to watch a night eat an entire family's worth of food in one go let alone while drinking enough enchanted ale to knock out a dragon. Even as his height began to diminish and the once tall knight was now only a half of his former size he kept eating asking for more meat and bread to be brought out.

Now wider than he was tall the bloating warrior was satisfied to spend his gains from his latest quest on the taverns finest meals and drink eagerly buying rounds for the half drunken patrons and his horrified party members. The binge would continue until after cleaning out the bar of food and drink the knight was left in a sweaty heap on the floor face stained with food and belly and rolls drenched in spilled beer. A fitting conclusion for such a undignified display. Snoozing away on the floor until the first light of the next day where the fun could start all over again with another round of drink.

[fat-slobby-hunks]

The pilot of the AC being so fat that they can't even be taken out, they just have to live inside it...

Very similar to re-education this process is an admittedly horrifying practice mostly used by the Arquebus Corporation as punishment for disobedient pilot's or those who's skills aren't up to company standards.

A specially designed skin tight combat suit is placed around the pilot which connects them directly to the AC allowing for incredible precision when piloting the machine. However the enhanced strain this process puts on the body almost guarantees side-effects in all cases. The metabolism is slowed to a crawl and intense feelings of hunger and other bodily sensations have been reported.

A subsidiary of Arquebus has manufactured a food supplement that provides all the necessary nutrients a person needs to survive and is fattening enough to counteract the augmentation's high energy and nutritional demand. This comes at the cost of extreme weight gain and within just a week of consistent ingestion a average sized augmented human will become morbidly obese and functionally immobile.

Modifications will be made to the frame to withstand the extra weight of the pilot and added life support facilities. They will eat, sleep and relieve themselves in the machine and if they eventual outgrow their chassis a new one will be made.

Strong mental conditioning is needed to keep a person sane throughout the procedure with hypnotized videos and hidden audio prompts to implant suggestions in the subjects mind are routinely played almost constantly particularly during meals, sleep and pleasurable activities. Eventually they will associate these activities with food and work making their appetites insatiable and the perfect loyal.

Employees and Pilot's who undergo this process are effectively erased from all records and are given a new call sign and are henceforth referred to as Hogs.

The pilot V.VII Swinburne of the Vespers was particularly fond of this process and routinely had prisoners and spies captured during missions put through it as punishment until he himself was forced to under go it after fleeing a mission and using Arquebus funds to pay off an independent mercenary.

[fat-slobby-jojo-girls]

Head Canon: Shinobu and Yasuho are constantly teased, pressured, and coerced by the other women into loosening up and being even gassier, more gluttonous and lustful slobs, especially by Jolyne, Hermes, Tomoko, and Aya.

"BWOOORRRRRP~ Come on Shinobu, live a little!" Tomoko said slapping the red head on the back in an attempt to her her to belch. Her, Shinobu, Jolyne and Aya all decided to have a girl's night out partying and eating but one particular milf wasn't getting in the spirit. "Mmmhm... Nom.. Just dig in like the rest of us!" Tomoko barked chunks of food flying out of her mouth as she sloppily chewed. "Jolyne already said she didn't mind paying if that's what your worried about." Tomoko said forcing a whole 40 ounce steak into her gullet.

"It's not that Shinobu. It's just I can't see how you three allow yourself to act so.." Shinobu looked over at Jolyne who was currently eatig face first in a bowl of chili mac an cheese. The obese Joestar only came up for air to chug a mug of beer before shoving her doughy face back into her sloppy food. "Uncivilized..." she finished as Jolyne ripped a toxic fart into the air.

Jolyne wasn't the only one stinking up the place however. Across the Table sat Aya the immobile blob needing a whole boof and an extra chair to hold her fat ass, Aya and Jolyne together made for a toxic miasma that permiated the entire restaurant. The poor staff were barely able to withstand the smell in order to serve the hungry blobs. The only thing keeping them standing was the obsurd amount of money they were going to be payed and Aya's threats of devouring anyone who collapsed or tried to escape.

"FRRRRLRRRRRTT~ MORE FOOD!" Aya barked causing thr staff to scamper frantically to get more plates out as to not incurre her wrath.

"Aya do you have to be so rude? They're only doing their jobs." Shinobu said softly as she neatly cut her food before politely chewing it with her mouth closed.

"Bah! Shinobu don't be such a drag. We're paying them thousands each for us to eat here. They'll get over it. Now come on you're only on your sixth plate. Open up!" Tomoko said as she shoved a footlong hotdog into Shinobu's mouth.

"Mmph!" Shinobu yelped In surprise before swiftly swallowing the weiner whole. The greasy hotdog settled like a rock in her gut, leading to a loud trumpeting fart to escape Shinobu's rear. "Excuse me! I don't know what came over me I just... Mmph~♡." Shinobu was cut off by Tomoko locking lips with her, the two sharing a kiss before the sound of Tomoko's belly made Shinobu snap out of her daze.

"BWOOORRRRRP~" Tomoko belched sending her warm gas down Shinobu's throat forcing the milf's gut to expand to make room. A loud pop was heard as Shinobu's belly button popped out as more gas was forced inside her stomach.

"Less apologizing and more eating! If I hear anymore whining I'll give you another smooch~." Tomoko threatened planting one last kiss onto Shinobu's cheek leaving a blue lipstick stain behind.

From then on Shinobu seemed to loosen up a bit. She didn't bother using utensils anymore opting to use her pudgy sausage fingers instead. She farted freely and loudly not bothering to excuse herself anymore as her increasingly wet sound farts stained the seat beneath her in sweat. "WHERE'S MY NEXT PLATE?" Shinobu barked getting a loud cheer from Jolyne in response. As soon as the waiter brought out a large plate of ribs Shinobu leaned to one side and blasted the poor waiter with a powerful fart sending him running and coughing from the smell.

"Atta girl!" Tomoko cheered as she stuffed a large quadruple stacked cheeseburger in her mouth. The artery clogging food would reek havoc on the women's digestive tracks but it tasted too good for them to care.

"Aya pass me that deep fried cake!" Shinobu ordered as the disgusting grease dipped cake was shoved her way. Shinobu dug in like a hog. Her hair frizzy and covered in grease and stains as she tore through the meal with ease.

"I'm still hungry. You girls wanna order dessert?" Jolyne said with a smirk getting a unanimous agreement from her fellow slobs before she threw another stack of thousands at the waiter. "Give us triple of every dessert on the menu. We're gonna be staying until midnight!" Jolyne said as she watched the terrified waiter scamper off. It was certainly going to be a tough night for the staff.