Fattening Landscapes: The Leftovers (BBW, WG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Landscapes: The Leftovers (BBW, WG)
(What's in this? A fantasy explorer explores magically fattening landscapes, one at a time! Link to the first story in the description!) Site Two: The Leftovers I am Mary Camretti, explorer extraordinaire, and even among the adventures I have undertaken in this adventure, this site was a particularly strange one. The primary reason for this uniqueness is that this location is not really a location at all—or at least it is not one on this plane of existence. No, it is not the fabled ‘plane of food,’ though it is something slightly similar. Rumours persist around the kingdom of Vance that any food not eaten is food lost. In most places, these would be better labeled as turns of phrase than rumours, but to Vancians, this is outright believed as fact. A cursory investigation discovers that this is not only true, but provably so. Weighing empty plates after a meal is finished reveals that their weight is reduced over time, sometimes down to almost nothing. This never occurs while
Growing Hunger (BBW, XWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Growing Hunger (BBW, XWG)
What’s in this: Second person, a woman devours a feast, growing faster than expected! So tired, written in a rush, sorry about typos! You can’t remember coming into this room, seated before a sprawling banquet of treats of such decedency your imagination would struggle to conjure them. They fill the air with a thick scent of sugar and fats, the creams, pastries, fruits and sweet treats towering over itching, pluming scent so thick, it feels like they’re breathing on you. What was it that fey had said of the deal? You can eat as much as you want, but you have to keep it? Well, ominous threats aside, this is the easiest deal imaginable. Not like you’d want to what? Throw up all that yummy food when you leave? Gross. No, you’d much rather keep your meal. But you have to wonder: why is there so much? In this fine, stone dining hall, decorated with paintings of foreign landscapes, red velvet curtains and a marble framed fireplace the table occupies the entire space, almost wall to
Fattening Landscapes: The Nectar Swamp (BBW, XWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Landscapes: The Nectar Swamp (BBW, XWG)
(What's in this? A fantasy explorer explores magically fattening landscapes, one at a time!) Mary Camretti’s Travel Guide Through Edible Landscapes, document one—the nectar swamps. Introduction: I am Mary Camretti, explorer extraordinaire. Our world is no stranger to magically altered environs. From the bellowing whalescapes to the north where sea and tundra are one, to the glass desserts of the South where molten hot sunlight has cooked the ground into a crystalline death field, this is a strange and wonderful world we live in. But there is a particular subset of these magical environments that I have a unique interest in. You see, my mother was the chef for our local Lord, and taught me to appreciate fine cuisine and all that food means. As a young girl, her village had gone through a famine, which had forced her to learn how to extract the flavour from each and every scrap of food she could. She spoke of food as a limited thing, whose absence and the fear thereof shaped the
Storyboard of Stuffing - XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Storyboard of Stuffing - XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons
(What's in this? XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons: A gainer model gets sucked into her own enchanted storyboards, which come to life and fatten her up int he way she dreamed of. I did no editing pass here, so it may be a little rough.) Vicky laid out her storyboards, thrilled to get to work on her project today. Some days work as a gainer model were more fun than others, and today's promised to be on the more fun side. “Catholic Schoolgirl Possessed By a Gluttony Demon,” was a video her body was aching to film, the sort of content she couldn’t help get off on making. Each sketch was a promise to herself of something beautiful she got to be part of. And that’s when she found her hopeful hands drawing key frames that didn’t quite line up with reality. Sure, she’d use bloat pills, soda, complimentary camera angles and whatever other trickery she could to sell this as something more dramatic than it was- accentuating her body more and more aggressively to make it look like she was blowing up
Fattening Fantasy - BBW WG Sex by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Fantasy - BBW WG Sex
Nahia had been hesitant to ever start looking for a feeder. She longed to be fattened—she longed for so much more than that, if she was being honest. But she had a genius intellect, and was ready to commit to computer engineering. The young, ambitious woman was basically guaranteed to succeed in life if she kept a level head and worked hard. She’d for a long time thought about taking feedism easy, gaining weight slowly and as healthily as she could as a background interest in her long career, maybe ending her gain at a modest 300—just another victim of America’s obesity epidemic, a truly normal level of fat. “So we’re likely not the right fit for each other,” Jonathan said. Nahia poked at her salad, taking a bite. Johanathan was older than she’d imagined being interested in. He wasn’t old, but his 30 to her 20 was a wide divide, and the difference wasn’t what she was looking for in a long term relationship. However, for dabbling in her long dormant fetish over summer break… He was
Fattening Landscapes: The Leftovers (BBW, WG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Landscapes: The Leftovers (BBW, WG)
(What's in this? A fantasy explorer explores magically fattening landscapes, one at a time! Link to the first story in the description!) Site Two: The Leftovers I am Mary Camretti, explorer extraordinaire, and even among the adventures I have undertaken in this adventure, this site was a particularly strange one. The primary reason for this uniqueness is that this location is not really a location at all—or at least it is not one on this plane of existence. No, it is not the fabled ‘plane of food,’ though it is something slightly similar. Rumours persist around the kingdom of Vance that any food not eaten is food lost. In most places, these would be better labeled as turns of phrase than rumours, but to Vancians, this is outright believed as fact. A cursory investigation discovers that this is not only true, but provably so. Weighing empty plates after a meal is finished reveals that their weight is reduced over time, sometimes down to almost nothing. This never occurs while
Growing Hunger (BBW, XWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Growing Hunger (BBW, XWG)
What’s in this: Second person, a woman devours a feast, growing faster than expected! So tired, written in a rush, sorry about typos! You can’t remember coming into this room, seated before a sprawling banquet of treats of such decedency your imagination would struggle to conjure them. They fill the air with a thick scent of sugar and fats, the creams, pastries, fruits and sweet treats towering over itching, pluming scent so thick, it feels like they’re breathing on you. What was it that fey had said of the deal? You can eat as much as you want, but you have to keep it? Well, ominous threats aside, this is the easiest deal imaginable. Not like you’d want to what? Throw up all that yummy food when you leave? Gross. No, you’d much rather keep your meal. But you have to wonder: why is there so much? In this fine, stone dining hall, decorated with paintings of foreign landscapes, red velvet curtains and a marble framed fireplace the table occupies the entire space, almost wall to
Fattening Landscapes: The Nectar Swamp (BBW, XWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Landscapes: The Nectar Swamp (BBW, XWG)
(What's in this? A fantasy explorer explores magically fattening landscapes, one at a time!) Mary Camretti’s Travel Guide Through Edible Landscapes, document one—the nectar swamps. Introduction: I am Mary Camretti, explorer extraordinaire. Our world is no stranger to magically altered environs. From the bellowing whalescapes to the north where sea and tundra are one, to the glass desserts of the South where molten hot sunlight has cooked the ground into a crystalline death field, this is a strange and wonderful world we live in. But there is a particular subset of these magical environments that I have a unique interest in. You see, my mother was the chef for our local Lord, and taught me to appreciate fine cuisine and all that food means. As a young girl, her village had gone through a famine, which had forced her to learn how to extract the flavour from each and every scrap of food she could. She spoke of food as a limited thing, whose absence and the fear thereof shaped the
Storyboard of Stuffing - XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Storyboard of Stuffing - XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons
(What's in this? XWG, Magic, Sex, Demons: A gainer model gets sucked into her own enchanted storyboards, which come to life and fatten her up int he way she dreamed of. I did no editing pass here, so it may be a little rough.) Vicky laid out her storyboards, thrilled to get to work on her project today. Some days work as a gainer model were more fun than others, and today's promised to be on the more fun side. “Catholic Schoolgirl Possessed By a Gluttony Demon,” was a video her body was aching to film, the sort of content she couldn’t help get off on making. Each sketch was a promise to herself of something beautiful she got to be part of. And that’s when she found her hopeful hands drawing key frames that didn’t quite line up with reality. Sure, she’d use bloat pills, soda, complimentary camera angles and whatever other trickery she could to sell this as something more dramatic than it was- accentuating her body more and more aggressively to make it look like she was blowing up
Fattening Fantasy - BBW WG Sex by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Fantasy - BBW WG Sex
Nahia had been hesitant to ever start looking for a feeder. She longed to be fattened—she longed for so much more than that, if she was being honest. But she had a genius intellect, and was ready to commit to computer engineering. The young, ambitious woman was basically guaranteed to succeed in life if she kept a level head and worked hard. She’d for a long time thought about taking feedism easy, gaining weight slowly and as healthily as she could as a background interest in her long career, maybe ending her gain at a modest 300—just another victim of America’s obesity epidemic, a truly normal level of fat. “So we’re likely not the right fit for each other,” Jonathan said. Nahia poked at her salad, taking a bite. Johanathan was older than she’d imagined being interested in. He wasn’t old, but his 30 to her 20 was a wide divide, and the difference wasn’t what she was looking for in a long term relationship. However, for dabbling in her long dormant fetish over summer break… He was
Ugg. I could hear Goody-Goody Thompson coming down the hall. He was really milking that biking accident. He'd been using that cane for well over two months by this point and it looked like he wasn't stopping. I'm sure part of the reason was going to the supply closet in the basement level was a huge pain. Why go when you had an excuse not to. Why go when you could fake an injury and get some sucker to go in your place. Thankfully just as he got to my cubicle Bethany stopped him. "Hey Thompson. How's your leg coming?" "Still not quite back to normal I'm afraid. I was just about to see if Ally was around. Out of paperclips." I was about to get up when I barely heard Bethany whisper something to stupid Thompson. "I better go," I heard her softly say and then add, "I think Ally is getting 'something something' for that." I wasn't sure what exactly Bethany had said. Too Busy? Too Tired? Either way it was a huge bonus as far as I was concerned. Or so I thought until idiot Thompson
Feeding Your Ego [COMMISSION] Part I by STC9892, literature
Literature
Feeding Your Ego [COMMISSION] Part I
Alina set her iPhone up on a timer as she faced the camera, as the clock ticked down to five seconds, she cocked her head back and dumped a bottle of water over herself, the picture snapping at the perfect time, the water caught mid-air, some of it splashing onto her face, and staining her sports bra, running down her b-cup breasts, and sliding down her firm, sexy stomach. These pictures usually required five or six takes, at least, but as she wiped the water from her face and inspected the picture, it was perfect. She took a towel and dried off, shaking her long blonde hair as she wiped her face off. Tight black workout pants clung to her ass, which was naturally round and firm, the perfect sweet spot between flat and a ba-donk-a-donk. She made her way back to her bedroom and gave the photo one final look-over before she posted it. It was wonderful. Her blue eyes closed, mouth open as the water washed over her, her hair just the perfect amount of wet, she’d captured the perfect