Sol

@lunarsolmoth.bsky.social

🔞 NSFW 🔞 26, he/they tired moth, fat writer, frequent hornyposter with every kink pfp and banner by @aspiffygoat.bsky.social stories + comm gallery at https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lunarsol11/

gluttonous corruption... eating so much over and over that your gut craves being packed to the brim. expecting your food to be brought to you, belching out demands from your couch as your assflab overflows it. blanking out with bliss when you're entirely full, when you know you're about to fatten up

towering, overflowingly fat waddleblob with a belly it's impossible to resist squishing and kneading and sinking your face into... lumbering around with huge, heavy steps, blushing as they pick up a whole entourage of people nuzzling into their rolls. being offered more food to make that gut fatter

luxury is critical for blobs. the finest foods produce a rippling, beautiful ocean of stomach that gurgles and belches and fattens enormous from the decadence; the most careful massages produce the thickest, softest rolls of flab for you to sink into like a warm bath and demand more pampering from

You're a blob. A food dumpster. A living compost bin your roommates fill with calories and occasionally fuck, not that you're getting off without a full stomach anyway. You can't even remember when you last paid rent. This is your life now. You're a fuckblob. A living, burping compost heap.

You don't remember when things changed. But you know they must have. You couldn't always have been this fat, right? This gluttonous? You didn't start this household as the communal food dumpster. And yet, there you are. Pinned atop the debris of the sofa, fat sprawling out in all directions. 🧵

nsfw bowser awakening to something after being fawful-fattened and succumbing to the urge to get absolutely Ruined. filling up his throne room with scaly yellow flab, boos supplying him with banquets and teasy coaxing while he gorges with half-lidded eyes... minions pumping his blubber-buried cock

slowly corrupting you into a bottomless pit of a blobhemoth... making sure you gorge to your limit at every opportunity, encouraging you to assert yourself and demand more food, helping you understand just how good it feels to be massive and flabby. until you need to feast and grow fatter forever...

need to hypnotize more friends in extremely specific and personalized ways. which will usually result in them becoming a gigantic food-obsessed gluttonblob but the personal touch is still very important

Corporate phishing scams are getting sophisticated. Did you know they use hypnotism to get your username and password now? Gaining weight and growing a huge bulge may be an unexpected side effect, so watch out for those emails. Art by joebluefox! #furry

the hypnogrowth brainrot has taken me. continuing to be stuck in a soup of potential scenarios to fixate on that all involve being commanded to grow, with the newly entranced body starting to pleasurably swell on its own...

nsfw massive fan of when a blob cums and it's almost incidental to the gluttonous bliss they're experiencing. wolfing down entire feasts, stomach bloating fuller and fuller, blubber thickening outwards to fill the room with warm fat... HNNNNN HNN HNNGGHH. they flooded their fupa, now back to eating

vore pred who's initially unsure about vore but incredibly hot to get eaten by so all the prey instinctively flock to them over and over. ending up as a towering, mountainous belchblob from how much they eat, a line of prey perpetually climbing their belly rolls to stuff themselves into their maw

indulgently massive blobs... lounging into their own comfortable bulk, spreading out to take up most of a room. inviting you onto their rolling ocean of belly to share a meal, shamelessly stuffing their face while you grow more and more flustered by just how good their blubber feels to sink into...

godblob instincts are impossible to resist. so once you're ascending, be ready to uncontrollably wolf down every feast that manifests near you; demand more from your new servants as they flock to your divine flab; moanbelch as you feel so much more of yourself than you thought possible flood outward

slob, hypno, nsfw decadent throne room-filling royal blob constantly feasting and pumping out tremendous farts... the haze of indulgent fog hanging over the room induces total devotion, so their attendants worship their massive sweaty bulk, moaning and grinding more into their flab with every blast

hypno, nsfw hypnogrowth as an expression of intimacy. handing off the reins to your partner and sinking into a sea of fuzzy bliss as they shape you into a blubbery behemoth, every part of you fattening for them... paws kneading lovingly to bloat up your thickening thighs, your ground-kissing belly