It was a quiet night in the cafe. With no customers present, the only sounds were those of running water and the disgruntled noises of a certain barista.
“Hnnng… Come on…” Frostleaf sighed as she tried to tie the apron around her waist. It fit her the day before just fine, but it seemed that her most recent meal caused her to bloat a bit more than expected.
To say that Frostleaf was big was an understatement. The girl was truly gigantic. Ever since she settled down int

            The Lungmen Guard Department operated as one well-oiled machine. Each of its many, many members worked as the interlocking parts of a great contraption. They moved simultaneously and with well-machined efficiency, working to root out and expunge any possible harm that could come to Great Lungmen. Within the LGD, however, was an even more elite unit. The SIU: Special Inspections Unit. If the LGD was as a machine, then surely

Violet left her daughter at home to clean the house. For herself, she landed herself a date at one of the cities most premier restaurants. It had been a year since her husband died. She was left with 2 girls and a newborn girl. However she was unwilling to let this break her. While her heart will always belong to him, she needed the love of someone else. Her daughters were already growing up faster than she’d hope, and they supported her getting back into the dating world. As did her husba

So Totally Huge
by Jonathan “Fanfic Fetishist” Spires
Chapter 2: So Totally Dreaming
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Dreaming...
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Clover hoped and prayed that she would get some respite from this ridiculous cookies in her dreams. She wanted to dream of her friends, of being made love to by Sam and Alex. She wanted to dream of cut

WARNING:
Contains serious fat stuff, vore, etc. Keep that in mind.
Asami
stopped to look down at her stature; one that was far fatter. Her
clothes were but shreds, her belly soft and doughy, splitting into
two distinct rolls at the navel. She sat on her plump ass, large
enough to cushion her on the grass, despite being fresh out of pants.
Asami's cheeks were still flushed red, her breath a pant, "Whoa."
Korra
smiled. "Yeah, whoa" she said, her own figure having
rounded

The fetish gun: the sequel it
had been a few months since Ryan had created his masterpiece. He had
tinkered with it every day since its completion and tested it on his
former assistant. She had been fed up with his experimentations on
her and decided to leave. It wasn't long before he had found a new
one; one even kinkier then the last. Josie, a 5'6 270-pound black
woman, was a kink enthusiast. Her black hair with purple highlights
made her midnight black eyes pop, and made her face ever