Kiara had always been proud of her genitalia. Testicles as big as volleyballs and an erection that spanned two and a half feet were not record-breaking, but she was well above average. There had been several other futas in her grade at school, but none as big as her; even at university she could undress in the locker room confident that nobody else there would match up to her in size.And she had the sex drive and semen output to match. When she first became sexually active she had tried to keep

Woken up at 6AM by the intense need to cum. Run cold water over your dick to get rid of the stiffy so you can pee easily, then go out to the living room overtaken by your wife’s spreading flab. She’ll usually be awake by now, so all you have to do is orient your massive cock to line up with her face and wait for her to wrap her lips over your slit and massage what she can of your throbbing meat to bring you to ejaculation.Then you cum, long and gushing, and your wife greedily gulps it all do

The fundamental thing about capitalism is that there is no finish line. Endless growth is not just the ideal, but the demand.This is why Scarlet York loved it so much: she was practically the embodiment of the capitalist spirit. She could never have enough money, and she could never be fat enough. One desire facilitating the growth of the other, Scarlet had, in the short years after graduating from high school, built her own financial empire while at the same time building herself into a literal

(The full story, which features female weight gain, is available on my Ko-Fi or my Patreon at the $3 tier.)Why did I fight it for so long? Pride would be an easy answer, but that wasn’t it. I haven’t told this story to a lot of people, but when I do I always have to stress that no, I wasn’t ashamed of my family. Not in the way people think.Fear would also be an easy answer. I was afraid of ending up like everyone else, afraid of becoming the stereotypical fatty – out of shape, lazy, self

Sheila Masterson relished the start of every new school year. Even with the weeks of escalating activity as the teachers and administrators and other employees of Wellerton Academy readied for a new term, the headmistress always found the pocket of calm in the eye of the storm, which gave her the chance to pause and reflect on the things that made all these headaches worth it. Not least of which was the fact that she was helping to mold the minds of hundreds of young people, pulled from the most

“Alyssa, what time is the shuttle to town scheduled for?” Scarlet knew the answer, but she wanted to make sure her right-hand woman was on her toes.“9:15,” her classmate/assistant answered immediately, “We have time to stop at the cafeteria for a quick bite first.”“No need for a detour. I see an opportunity right over there.”The ton-plus junior waddled her way down the hall, striding with more confidence and surety than just her size or grade level should have afforded her. Scarl

Ally would do anything for Darnell, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have some concerns when he started hinting he was looking forward to her getting bigger. Again.“I told you, your fat is just as sexy as your muscle. And when you put them together like this? Damn!”Her beloved was stretched out on her shoulder, the two of them watching the sun set behind Ally’s belly. It had been three months since Ally had moved to the large park near the college campus, settling down in a form of self

The transition from high school to college is a momentous occasion that can elicit any number of emotions: eagerness, apprehension, nervousness, doubt, and countless others, constantly changing (sometimes with violent swiftness) as the advent of adulthood, with all its liberations and responsibilities, dawned.Ally’s mood – from the approach of graduating high school through the summer before college to the move from her small town to a major city upstate – was improbably consistent, but th

Jeanette still felt hungry, and more than that she felt greedy. Like she wanted to eat just because she could. Squeezing out from under the bleachers – her belly not making it easy to get through the support beams – she set off to find more food, bouncing back to the school building.

And ran right into Maxine, queen bee of Middleton High. No matter what else happened today this would be the highlight of her day. Eating Maxine’s underlings had been revelatory, and more than a little satisf

In front of Leslie was her body. Spreading as far as the horizon and then beyond it were her chins, the largest bigger than many countries of the old Earth. Beyond them was her belly, vaster than any continent or ocean. Vaster than multiple ones, in fact.Leslie didn’t think she could ever get tired of seeing herself so large, so singular, but during her ascent to queen of the world she had also gotten to enjoy the sight of dozens of servants toiling away at feeding her. From the burly guys off

Phoebe wondered if she should be appalled at how quickly she had settled on the idea of eating someone. Her own daughter, no less.With Ally she could claim it had only been an idea; a silly, ‘It’s the middle of the afternoon and I’m tired and a bit cranky so my brain is going in weird directions’ idea. But when she saw Sophie eating Ally that sealed it. Not only was it possible for her to eat someone, but now she wanted to more than anything.It was only appropriate it would be Sophie. Al

With the help of the ancient aliens’ technology Leslie had broken the collective will of humanity, subjugating everyone to her own hunger. All at once all national borders were erased, all forms of government and economy were wiped clean, all preexisting cultures were transformed into a single vision: feed Leslie, help Leslie grow, adore Leslie’s fat.It wasn’t enough, though. It could never be enough. It had always been assumed that people who could gain weight (beyond the typical softenin

The discovery in Australia did not make national, let alone international, headlines. Leslie had instructed her servants to not seek the any approval or help from the Australian government when she ordered the excursion. If they found anything of value she didn’t want there to be any legal fights over ownership. ‘Finders, keepers’ was the most sensible way of handling this, as she saw it.There was the possibility they wouldn’t find anything, but Leslie didn’t truly doubt it. She wanted

“Your queen wants gravy!”Leslie’s voice was heavy and turgid, half a belch escaping her lips between her finishing the words and another large piece of fried chicken was placed in her mouth, followed by the piggish grunting that always accompanied her chewing. And as her words were carried over the speaker system set up throughout the land that had once been Garret’s Mill and its surrounding environs a metallic echo followed in their wake.But to the tens of thousands of adoring fans and

Things did not descend into a giant orgy. The local police were ready to turn an eye towards all sorts of misbehavior during spring break, but a couple hundred people fucking in broad daylight was a line even for them. They cut the power to the band’s equipment and began physically separating couples at the outer edges of the crowd, working their way in. The partiers weren’t happy, of course, but aside from a couple altercations-cum-arrests the whole thing was broken up before it could get t

“We’re here, sweetie.”“Holy shit. I assumed your boss was rich, but this is a fucking palace.”“Get your gaping out now,” Kiara unbuckled herself and went around to open the side of the minivan.“I’m sorry.” Jeannie almost sounded hurt, but Kiara knew she was too sensitive to a fault. So as she helped her fiancee take each heavy step out of the van and onto the ground she soothed her worries.“Don’t be. I know it’s impressive, but it’s probably just a normal amount of ro

“Rough night?”Michelle finished her yawn, then instead of answering just sighed and nodded.“Have a lot of fun? When I left you last night the bar wasn’t that crowded. Did you go somewhere else?”Michelle was already shaking her head. Erica was on the wrong track, though not entirely.“I did meet someone. It wasn’t long after you left. But things didn’t work out like you’re thinking.”“Oh?”Michelle sighed again – a much heavier, more resigned sigh – and looked around. The

The oni struggled against the chains binding her to the floor, her tanned muscles swollen and lined with veins. Empress Luna was maliciously amused watching her, knowing that no amount of strength could affect the magically-infused shackles but letting the ogreish woman tire herself out.Her hunger-impaired patience gave out before the oni did, however, so the bloated sorceress-empress heaved herself off the stone bench currently serving as her throne and waddled over to the umber-skinned creatur

“Malik’s back, everyone! We got rum again!”But nobody wanted another rum and Coke. Nobody wanted the last of the vodka or the tequila, nobody was going to touch the newly opened 12-pack of beers. Most of the revelers were too shitfaced to know whose house they were at, or weren’t even conscious, and those still on their feet knew their limits. And besides“The sun’s coming up, Fi,” one of the still conscious women slurred, leaning unsteadily against the wall and trying to focus her

“Cortez is on the move,” Captain O’Shaughnessy roared into her mic, her voice booming throughout the precinct. “There’s at least three dozen other convicts marching with her and they’re all coming here. Lock and load, ladies.”The 15th district precinct didn’t explode in cries of primal chest-thumping or ‘Hoorahs’ or anything. That might have been chalked up to the fact that there were no men in the precinct. As the female polices officers – to a one bursting out of their bl

The multiverse was expanding at an ever-exponential rate. Every instant in each universe involved quadrillions upon quadrillions of decisions and actions and events that could go in multiple directions, anywhere from two (like the flip of a coin) to six (the roll of a die) to millions (the results of a lottery drawing), with every possible outcome creating a new universe and therefore all possible combinations of outcomes (this coin lands heads and that die lands on 1, or this coin lands on head

No matter how far Ruby had come, no matter how fat she grew, part of her would always be the same human she had spent most of her life as. Especially the part that took pride in her size, her gluttony and how they both gave her power over so many people around her. It wasn’t uncommon for predatory women to revel in the power they could exert over the men and many other women around them, and while Ruby wasn’t the most tyrannical person there had been a consistent vicious streak within her.Af

Ruby was prepared to draw the sun and all the other planets in the system to herself just by inhaling no matter how long it took. She was starving, but she was also without any alternatives. She had just eaten the entire Earth, and with it (as far as she knew) all other sentient life in the universe that wasn’t her.She was wrong, though, a fact illustrated before she could finish drawing the nearest planet to herself. For as she was waiting to see that her constant inhalation was actually doin

Eva’s plan to draw more and more celestial bodies towards her had seemed nice at first, but as she was confronted with the true scale of outer space her excitement turned to disappointment turned to boredom. Mercury and Venus (and their moons; mustn’t forget Venus’ moons, even if they had been so insubstantial compared to their mother planet) had been close enough that she could ‘feel’ them with her personal gravity, now many times greater after having eaten the sun, with little troubl

It had been made clear that having three minds made Naomi if not three times as intelligent as before then at least capable of processing everything three times as fast. If, of course, she was able to focus her minds on the same subject. Having an intense but ultimately straightforward desire defining her existence – her love of food and being fat and always wanting to eat more and get fatter – meant that she didn’t have to focus all her attention on anything too often. For most of this ex

Excess eluded Keiko, but not for a lack of trying.When she had taken over the inter-dimensional empire, finding herself in control of billions of planets, ruler of untold trillions and commander of a military without equal, she had thought that she had lucked into a bounty that would overshadow even her own appetite. The one-time sumo starlet had long known her desire for food was untethered from the needs of her body, that eating for the sake of eating was a joy unto itself, but when she had tr