Learning too late not to use the shrink ray after binging at a buffet, since the food in my stomach doesn't shrink with the rest of me, and now I'm left digesting a meal 10 times as large as me. By the time I'm unshrunk, my food has digested, and I'm nearly 4 times fatter than I was pre-shrink.

I helped out on this one. :) You should take a look at it if you have the bucks to spare. Proceeds go to extra life, which raises funds for children's hospitals. Kink for a cause, y'all.

“SIZES” Magazine!@teamsizes.bsky.social · last wk.

Fire up your consoles and loosen your belts because SUPER SIZES is here!!! Seventy one pages of unique art, articles, and comics are within, styled like a real retro gaming magazine from the 2000s! Pick up your copy here: teamsizes.itch.io/super-sizes

Encouraging you to talk to me about your current hyperfixation as I slowly work my kisses down between your chubby legs. Timing how long you last talking about MTG meta builds before you go nonverbal and squeal in pleasure, dousing my face before you sigh and continue rambling like nothing happened.

Feeding you while taunting about how I'm going to turn you into a pile of fat and ruin your life, until you drop the safeword, and my eyes change like I'm a manchurian candidate. Hugging you and holding you and telling you how good you did eating all my food as we shift into aftercare mode.

*Spoken in the cadence of working hard or hardly working* Taste testing, or teste tasting?

It'd be very cute and hot if I turned into a pooltoy and then a cute girl sat on me until my seams ruptured

Man... Pooltoys can't smoke weed or get drunk. That must suck. Permanent sobriety for the rest of my existence. Maybe someone should forcibly transform me into a pooltoy after they catch me drunk on a weeknight or something. Ensure I have no reason to go to a bar. Or out at all.

Hey man. So, question. Your party mate you wanted me to resurrect. For their weight, how many zeros did you put after that first number? It was three, right? ....two? Okay. Okay cool. So. I've got good and bad news. Good news- party mate's been revived. Bad news? They'll never walk again.

Tell me what you'd do to me if I was just a pooltoy. <3 Nothing's off limits. I'm free use and I'm horny and I deserve whatever happens to me.

Okay but what about if someone turned me into a pooltoy and then fucked me so hard that my seams split and I deflated. And then as a part of the aftercare, they used their vinyl skills to patch me up lovingly as they tell how smooth and soft and good I was for them.

cute curvy stubby pooltoy girl realizing with mounting anxiety that her permanent smile doesn't move, and she can't actually speak while she's a pooltoy. Not only that, but she can't grab onto things when her fingers don't exist. Has to write notes using both stubby hands and it's still illegible.

What I'm saying is that I think I should be a pooltoy. I think I deserve to be a pooltoy who can still kind of move, but also not really. Like, it would be sooooo easy to bully me, you could push me around or squash my face or use me as a stress reliever. I want to be a pooltoy, everyone.

Would you still love me if I were a curvy, stubby overinflated pooltoy that could no longer talk except in feverish 'Sqrks' and had a very limited range of movement? Would you maybe bully me a little if I were a pooltoy? I'm asking for a friend.

Everyone, please read. Diane has been missing for weeks. We noticed shortly after every food delivery venue within a 3 mile radius of her house reported a 20% drop in revenue from to-go orders. Does anyone have any idea what happened to the ex-mayor? Last seen on her bed? Binging pure lard?

Actual, literal blimp. Stratosphere bound.@tubacat.bsky.social · 2w ago

Oh no, Diane really went off the rails after she finished her governorship. Good thing this pic was the last pic before she got serious about shedding all that weight. Back to normal in like two years. That's what she said would happen in a press release from her bedroom a few months back.

Oh no, Diane really went off the rails after she finished her governorship. Good thing this pic was the last pic before she got serious about shedding all that weight. Back to normal in like two years. That's what she said would happen in a press release from her bedroom a few months back.

Actual, literal blimp. Stratosphere bound.@tubacat.bsky.social · 2w ago

Okay Nyx, today you're only going to make some quick sketches. No colors or shades. Just some minimal sk- Anyways, here's the results of Diane's cheat days. (She's not stopping either, it only escalates.)

Okay Nyx, today you're only going to make some quick sketches. No colors or shades. Just some minimal sk- Anyways, here's the results of Diane's cheat days. (She's not stopping either, it only escalates.)

did you know? my massive wobbling glaceon ass cheeks collect a lot of condensation in the summer time due to how chilly they are

Hey @ohnoohdeer.bsky.social thanks for agreeing to sit on me, I know it's weird, haha. Could you maybe.. take a quick rinse before you- N-No? Okay... I uh... Sure. Could you pull your sweatpants up though? Not a fan of skin on skin contact, haha. ...Hello? Ellie? *WHUMP* mmm... Gdp GDP! Tt fd...

A weight gain sequence framed as a series of 'day 1 workout' photos meant to be the first half of a before and after weight loss progression, but they keep failing and getting fatter.

That computer VR hologram named suzi.succubus.DONOTBOOT shaped like an enormously fat, tall, curvy goth deer girl promising you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams if you *just turn off the safety protocols for her character.* (If you do she will torture you to death in a sexual context.)

Messing up my past life regression therapy and getting stuck in the 1200 pound immobile body of my previous life, unable to return or stand up, being made fatter by my insistent, bossy feeder. My therapist calls it a breakthrough a jots down some notes. I wheeze. I'm tired. Therapy is exhausting.

Calling the wanka hotline after chewing the faulty gum meant to be recalled, and getting transferred to 10 different people as I swell to immobility because nobody wants to take on the liability to help me, especially when it's pretty clear I was doomed the moment I started chewing that gum.

I think ai art highlights issues of transferable skills. If someone spends a year learning how to draw on a tablet, they could probably transfer that skill onto paper more easily. But for ai art, if someone loses access to their llm generator, there are no transferable skills to import.

The Janitor at MFF talking to me like

I have been filled with forbidden knowledge. Futurama is an isekai

Seriously, what's a girl got to do to get eaten and digested by a fat older woman 10 years her senior and 15 times her size around here? Preds, hmu. Literally eat me please.

I need cute curvy preds to angrily whisper that I'm embarassing them when I desperately struggle in their stomach and beg to be saved from my impending digestion. I want them to look at my terror as a mild embarassing inconvenience for them, instead of the real, life ending threat that it is for me.

Vore being mistaken for pregnancy it hot to me. It's irony. Oh, that squirming in my stomach? No, I'm not making life. I'm ending it. Want to feel it kicking?

Showing up to the queer book club with my newest find like

EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING. Nyx got too horny last night and accidentally turned herself into a pair of panties. If anyone accidentally wears her, it becomes permanent!! Terrible logic, I know. But that's how her libido works. Higher stakes, bigger thrill. Does anyone know where she is?!