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  1. Goddess shar

    More pics 🐷

    More pics 🐷
    36 points
  2. I am so so SO excited to share these clips with y'all! I didn't even realize just how much my belly grew in that pizza stuffing until looking at these.. ha. can't wait until my size 12 jeans get added to the pile of pants that can't button.
    23 points
  3. my computer takes forever to make gifs, but I'm going to try to have the tight jeans clip uploaded tomorrow morning! it's compressing as we speak. ^.^ also look in that screenshot from the public pizza stuffing video where BOTH those people in that booth are staring at me getting pizza Q.Q next time I will have even LESS shame! I wanted to let my belly all the way out and press it against the counter while I stacked pizza on my plate, but I subconsciously held it in a little T___T curse my shyness!! I also have a super hot jiggly 3 course sushi stuffing video that I filmed in front of the airbnb I stayed at in Miami.. hopefully i'll have that uploaded tomorrow too!
    20 points
  4. Suiki

    Kelly Brook

    Your welcome!
    11 points
  5. Stuffingkit

    Still plumping up!

    Just wanted to share so fun pictures from the last few weeks since I've been absent!
    10 points
  6. dreamgainer

    Dream Gainer

    Been eating lots of McGriddles... ;P
    10 points
  7. Version 1.0.0

    I start by taking some measurements.. its been a while since I took measurements and I'm shocked to see how much I have actually grown! I jot my measurements down and then have some lunch! Mid way though I let out the loudest burp ever .. OMG this was so accidental so please forgive me. I then show you how much I've gained recently by filming all angles of myself, I've formed so many stretch marks recently and I show you.. I bend over and tense my arse cheeks, cellulite is so visible and I'm shocked at how big I actually look! I finish this clip with 4 minutes of talk about the reactions I've had from my friends and family, the disaster I had in the sunbed shop busting my jeans and how my mum is now telling me to slow down on my weight gain. GS x X
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    8 points
  8. I was at the gym yesterday and General Hospital was on, and I had to do a double take at this pudgy cutie. Surprised there hasn't been a thread for her.
    7 points
  9. THE RESULTS ARE IN!! Here are some before and after pictures from yesterday's epic binge. I wanna tell you guys how much I ate soooo bad!! Two of the slices were eaten off camera because my GoPro overheated and turned itself off -____- One winner coming in closest to the matching numbers will be private messaged and sent a download code for the tight jeans video once it's uploaded to CurvageClips! I ate so much that I felt like my stomach was legit about to explode. Next public stuffing video will be either at a chinese buffet, or going drive thru to drive thru seeing how many combos I can eat! Periactin is almost here, I can't wait to see how much that improves my appetite bc I can already eat a lot~ Also look at the pizza bulge when I'm sitting down.. god I was so full I couldn't breathe.
    7 points
  10. Mmm homemade pizza if you guys cant tell by now i am quite the chef hehe anyways for many more pics like this, just view my taytay forum!
    6 points
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  12. it's been far too long since i last posted! thought you guys might enjoy some pics from last night of me baking some of my favorite sweet treats... cookies i started with an apron, but my belly has definitely grown to become an apron of its own
    5 points
  13. Goddess shar

    More from yesterday

    More from yesterday
    5 points
  14. maurice_deux

    My chubby babe!

    Probably quite a different view than the first time you two were intimate! Feeling her new weight on yourself, seeing her big belly and bigger boobs jiggle as she moves on you... Living the dream!
    4 points
  15. That coulda been me .. but I love food too much 🙄😂✊🏼
    4 points
  16. Hello again Happy belated thursday my goodness time flies ! For this update I'm really happy for the progress I'm making. My squishy tum now sticks out soo much and wiggles when i walk Every day im growing more and more amazed at how great it feels when im full, and how much im able to eat! My appetite before i really started gaining was barely anything but im now eating everything on my plate and can eat dessert too! How great is that :3 ~ I'll try to make the updates actually on time next week... Thanks for following my progress ~ and until next time ^.^
    3 points
  17. So she just weighed in the other night at 260 and I talked to her about her thoughts on how she’s gaining so quickly. She told me she’s okay with it and she will stop at a certain point, but at the moment she said she’s comfortable with gaining five or ten more pounds, but she said nothing over 270, of course that’s what she’s been saying since 240. She loves her eating habits so much I honestly don’t think she’ll stop as long as I love and support her.
    3 points
  18. Henke

    Taytay!

    incredible big belly you got!
    2 points
  19. Taytay

    Taytay!

    Mm homemade pizza yummy
    2 points
  20. Too long away! While Triss Merigold was nervously searching for a cure for her increasingly plush figure, stress fueling her appetite to ever greater heights as she did, her romantic rival Yennefer of Vengerburg was making her own unpleasant discoveries many thousands of miles to the south. The last five years had been rough for Yennefer. She’d suffered having to flee from foes both magical and mundane, repeatedly endured imprisonment and used her considerable arcane might in several battles. Quite frankly, she needed a long vacation and had found the perfect place at the Corvo Blanco Vineyard. There, reunited with her lover Geralt in the idyllic Duchy of Beauclair with its peaceful populace and warm climate, she relaxed for several months. Shaded by the tall apple trees about the vineyard, the sorceress spent long hours reading. She took leisurely walks with the witcher in the evenings and made passionate love frequently. Then Geralt was called away to hunt a giant in Skellige and Yennefer’s fate took a turn towards the softer side. One warm spring afternoon, a month after Geralt had departed, the sorceress lay on a couch, a thick volume of a romance laid out in her lap. Determined to keep her own fashion in the southern sun, and her perfect ivory complexion, she was wearing her own take on a sundress: a loose, thin gown of alternating black and white stripes. It was split up the sides to the hips to show off her shapely slim legs, but cut loose on her torso, secured with a loose belt of soft fabric her waist. Yennefer’s raven black curls spilled down onto her shoulders and with a glance she telekinetically turned the page again. Like all of her profession, Yennefer was dazzlingly attractive. She was short, only about 5’1, and very petite. Her hips were a little wide, giving her a bit of a pear shape, and the slopes of her ass were firm, smooth and just large enough to be noticed in any gown. Her belly was flat as a washboard and her waist wasp narrow, slender as a young woman could hope. The sorceress’ breasts were firm, perfectly symmetrical C cups with high brown nipples, a more than decent size that looked large on her dainty frame that balanced out her wide hips. Her neck was long and graceful, swan like in both length and whiteness, and bore its habitual choker necklace. Yennefer’s face was striking, a sharp chinned diamond with high cheek bones, a long straight nose, soft pink lips and brilliant purple eyes. Although she lacked her friend and rival Triss’ athleticism, or former athleticism, Yennefer’s girlish gracefulness had just as much appeal. Her looks were to a large degree artificial of course, the fair features sculpted using spells decades earlier. Only part of her looks were maintained magically though, for while Yennefer was physically just into her second decade despite having just turned one hundred, she actually had a healthy appetite. Yennefer did like to imbibe a bit it was true, but she liked her vegetables fresh and grilled instead of sugary confectionaries or fatty meat. At most social engagements, many lean sorceresses would stuff themselves like gluttons but Yennefer tended towards small portions of healthy fare. At least, she had for most of her life. Right now, as the enchanter mentally leafed through her book, there was a small table next to her couch. On it was an empty plate, bearing apart from a fork only a few crumbs, a large glass with some grape juice residue at the bottom and a half empty basket of plump purple grapes. With a thought, a grape was lifted off the stem and hovered smoothly over to pop in between Yennefer’s pink lips, where it disappeared to join dozens of its brothers. The Sorceress’ graceful hands rested softly on her belly, which was comfortably full as it had been for several weeks from dawn to dusk. ‘May I get you another slice my dear?’ a kind old voice asked the sorceress, ‘this one just cooled off enough to eat.’ Yennefer turned away from her book, looking up to see Marlene, the Villa’s chef. She was an old woman, one whom Geralt had saved from a curse that had transformed her into a wight and given her shelter. Although she was somewhat befuddled in her wits, she doted on Yennefer like a grand daughter and didn’t seem to understand that the Sorceress was older than she, she was an excellent chef, particularly where pies came into the picture. Right now, the aproned old chef had a full version of Yennefer’s tray: its tall wine glass full of bubbly grape juice (Corvo Blanco’s vineyards not yet up to full wine), its basket filled with plump grapes and its plate bearing an immense piece of steaming apple pie with a heavy dollop of whipped cream atop it. ‘Yes, I suppose its been a bit since breakfast,’ the Sorceress said, violet eyes locking onto the steaming pie and having to swallow some drool, ‘having a slice for lunch won’t hurt me.’ Without rising, she used her magic to levitate the plate off of the tray and hover before her, where she gleefully took up the fork and stabbed it into the front of the dish. ‘Lunch?’ the old woman said, ‘it’s only half past nine. I’ll bring you lunch at noon dear, a good loaf of bread, a quarter wheel of cheese and some nice, sizzling bacon with a bottle of wine.’ ‘Oh…,’ Yennefer said, looking down at the pie in her lap, a steaming mountain of sugar, calories and fat that was enough for a few meals on its own, ‘well, this might be a bit too much…’ ‘I see,’ Marlene said sadly, her face falling, ‘I’ll just take it back up to the kitchen, then, up those long, high steps. Its too sweet for me, I put all that cinnamon and sugar in it you like, so I’ll just feed it to the pigs then.’ ‘No, I couldn’t let you,’ said Yennefer hurriedly, waving her away, ‘I’ll just finish it.’ The sorceress could be quite harsh to fools or those who questioned her, but in regards to those who were truly simple and sweet she had a wide soft spot. One that was getting softer and wider by the day. The raven haired beauty took a large bite of pie to prove her good intentions, closing her eyes as the forkful of fried apples, sugar and crust lit up her tastebuds. She had to suppress a moan as she swallowed, the desert almost as good as an orgasm. ‘How does it taste?’ asked Marlene, ‘I made sure to use extra shortening in the crust.’ ‘Its amazing,’ said Yennefer honestly, taking up another forkful immediately, ‘perhaps the best I’ve ever had.’ ‘Oh good,’ beamed the old lady, ‘I’ll be sure to have one for you every morning.’ ‘That’s…that’s not necessary,’ said Yennefer after she ate another bite, ‘I’ve got to keep my girlish figure of course.’ ‘Of course it is!,’ the befuddled cook insisted, ‘we’ll never get you as full figured as a proper noble girl should be if you don’t eat well.’ Yennefer’s long lashes blinked a moment, ‘Pardon, did you say full figured? Marlene, I’m hardly full figured.’ ‘Oh yes, why back in my day a girl wasn’t ready for her debut until her belly came past her breasts,’ the old woman said dreamily, ‘In my debut I was so thick I needed two corsets to get an hour glass figure. You’re a pretty young thing I’ll admit my dear, but still a little scrawny even now that you’ve stopped exercising since Master Geralt left.’ ‘Did you just say a little?’ Yennefer asked very slowly. ‘Why, you’ve made a little progress with my cooking, especially in the last month,’ the old cook babbled cluelessly, ‘you eat like a champion, but your double chin only shows when you look down.’ Yennefer’s hand touched her chin. Was it softer? How had it felt before? ‘You keep your stomach nice and full, but it doesn't fill your lap yet and those love handles are only just hitting their stride.’ The sorceress touched her belly, which bulged pleasantly against her fabric belt. Surely it was all the pie she’d just eaten that was making it feel so round? It couldn’t be like this…permanently? ‘Your bust was already nice before, but now its swelling like a proper bosom. You should support them though, girlish perkiness does fade once you hit twenty.’ Yen’s hands felt her bust through the thin fabric of her dress. Each breast filled its hand and then some and there was a heaviness to them she hadn’t ever felt before. ‘Your hips of course don’t need much help,’ the old woman continued, ‘They already had a good child bearing width to start, they're getting wider every day.’ With mounting horror she touched her sides and then slowly brought her hands back up, their widths the same. Purple irises practically disappeared as her pupils widened when she saw the span. ‘Why, when Master Geralt returns in a few months, you’ll be so deliciously plump he’ll marry you an instant,’ Marlene finished. Yennefer very slowly sat the plate down, the pie mostly uneaten. She stood up, was it harder? Oh gods it was harder to stand wasn’t it, and smoothed her skirts, grimacing at the swollen slope of her pie filled stomach. She turned to face the old woman, who was beaming innocently. ‘Marlene…standards of beauty have changed a little bit since your youth,’ the sorceress said, ‘when it comes to their weight, women of this day and age prefer ...well, they prefer to be curvaceous but....’ She trailed off at the glassy good will in the old woman’s eyes, ‘Oh don’t worry Lady Yennefer, I’m sure you’ll find a corset maker to help you make good use of your new curves.’ ‘Reason is getting me nowhere,’ Yennefer groaned, ‘save fatter. Mentis Imperium!.’ A white cloud of light formed around Marlene’s head as Yennefer cast a spell, ‘you don’t want to feed Yennefer pies every day. Yennefer doesn’t need anymore pie, Yennefer is …ugh… plump enough she needs no more pies. Understand?’ ‘Of course deary,’ the old woman said, more dreamily than usual, ‘No more pies for plump little Yenny.’ ‘Good enough,’ Yennefer said with a sigh, snapping a finger and bringing the old woman out of the trance. Marlene stood, a trifle unsteady on her feet, ‘I’m sorry Lady Yennefer, what just happened?’ ‘Nothing important Marlene,’ Yennefer said, ‘If you’ll excuse me, I must go check myself in the mirror.’ ‘Oh, of course,’ Marlene said, ‘I know you young beauties, always checking to see how your curls and chest look in the reflection. Enjoy that chest while you have it, a bosom like yours is going to start sagging soon.’ Yennefer stifled an urge to vomit and turned on her heel. Marlene watched her sashay back to the villa, hips shaking from side to side with each step. Such a pretty young woman, Marlene thought, she’s put on just enough weight to skip pies. I’d best go start baking her cake for tomorrow morning. …. ‘Shit,’ Yennefer exclaimed to herself in the comfort of her room, ‘shit, shit, shit, shit.’ The sorceress slammed a dainty fist onto her dresser, putting more telekinesis into it than she’d meant and making the solid oak furniture split. She looked at herself in the mirror, seeing a reflection that for the first time in eighty years had changed. What looked back at the sorceress was a naked young woman in her twentieth year, thick black curls spilling to her shoulders. This was normal but…there were differences. It started at her face, the sharp, commanding lines had softened noticeably, particularly Yen’s pointed chin. Barely believing her reflection, the sorceress touched her face gently, feeling her rounder cheeks and the soft extra chin that popped up unless she looked straight ahead. She spent an hour every morn applying her makeup and brushing her hair before this same mirror, but somehow she hadn’t noticed her face distort from diamond to a soft heart shape, nearly an oval now, hadn’t noticed herself sprout an extra chin for Gods’ sake. Even glamour make up wouldn’t hide that change. Nothing else on her body had been spared either. A plumpness had settled in from her shoulders to her finger tips, when she tried on a ring it had to be forced up her thicker ring finger. Her neck was a little thicker, the soft fat mushrooming about her choker necklace. A moment before striking the furniture, she’d measured her breasts, they’d expanded from a pert 32C to a softer, lower 34DD, even the nipples stretching out a bit from their previously high resting place. They were as big as the oversized funbags Marigold preferred to sport, but due to their heaviness were near parodic. They even had some silvery stretchmarks on the sides! Yennefer looked down at the measuring tape she’d thrown onto the floor and with a glance made it burst into ashes. It deserved it, for it had shown her that she’d put on a whopping six inches about the waist. Part of it was surely the large amount of pie and grapes greedily digesting in her belly, but Yennefer’s lean waist wouldn’t reappear once the sweet meal was gone. With horror she traced the soft circle of fat around her belly button, finger disappearing to the first knuckle. She pinched the flab at her sides, the love handles Marlene had complemented her on growing. With her palm she ran her hand down the bulging slope of her belly, from her fat coated ribs down to the small strip of velvety black hair above her pussy. ‘Gods, I look like I’m…,’ Yennefer began, placing her hands on her hips and unwilling to finish the sentence. Pregnant. She’d wanted a child to love and cherish her whole life, but had been foiled, first by deformity before being educated and then by infertility. She’d have been willing to put up with any amount of weight gain and stretch marks for months at a time for a baby, but now she suffered the indignity of the fat without any benefit. Fuming, she turned around, showing herself her new derrier. She’d wondered why her couch was growing more comfortable of late and now she knew why, her ass had been ballooning. She’d been proud of her hips, proud of the round firmness of her rear end. But now…now Yennefer had a fat ass. She levitated hand mirrors, letting her look at it from several angles, seeing every pale inch of the soft slopes. There were only a few patches of cellulite thank the Gods, but there was only a hint of tone. They’d gone from round, firm and high to wide, soft and low. Child bearing Marlene had called them, she looked like she’d born two already! The angry sorceress had torched the measuring tape before it had touched her girthier hips and frankly didn’t want to know how big they were. Feeling her hefty buttocks shake with each step on the way up from the garden was bad enough, as was the feeling of her thicker thighs brushing against each other. Her legs had gained their own layer of lard and she despaired of fitting them into her favorite thigh high boots or tight riding trousers. Her buckles would surely not meet and her seams would explode if she ever managed to get them onto her flabby body. ‘What the hell have you done to yourself Yen?’ she demanded of her reflection, leaning on her arms and seeing her breasts sway and her stomach form a small roll, ‘eating like a pig all day from a mad chef who thinks you need to be two hundred pounds to win a man? What happened to eating healthy? What happened to will power? You weren’t like Triss, who’d need help getting through doors if it wasn’t for weight loss charms. Your Yennefer of Vengerburg, you have discipline.’ The plump body before her didn’t look disciplined, in fact, it looked pretty lazy. In gaining weight, Yennefer had lost the cool air of steely command she’d exuded. Instead she looked plump, easy going and very young, her ageless beauty having subsided beneath her cherubic cheeks. ‘Ugh,’ she groaned, ‘at least this isn’t permanent. One body modification spell and I can be back to normal. I just have to, ew, weigh myself.’ Yennefer cast a glance at the scale she’d summoned into existence. She rarely weighed herself, having no need to, but remembered that the last time she had, the scales had settled at a slender 110 lbs, where they were still set years later. Steeling herself, she stepped upon the contraption, the rack immediately slamming upwards. Biting her lip, the naked enchantress slid its weights along, stomach fluttering as the tens number went through the teens, twenties and thirties before finally evening out at 146 pounds. A small chart of heights and weights next to the scale listed out medical classifications and Yennefer’s fair skin paled further to see herself solidly in the overweight category. ‘Thirty six pounds?’ Yen demanded of herself, ‘I’ve gained thirty six pounds? How is that possible?’ Memories of cool spring mornings with a belly full of pie passed through her head, each morning followed by a warm spring afternoon with a belly full of lunch, a pleasant spring evening with a belly full of wine and roast duck and a night preceded by another wedge of pie. And she realized that she’d gone from walking several miles a day to walking maybe two hundred yards to her favorite reading spot in the gardens and that several times she’d teleported there out of pure laziness. ‘I’m lucky I caught on while I could still walk,’ the mage groaned, ‘Why didn’t I notice this?’ She cast an eye at her sundress, the loose waisted garment thrown over a chair. It was cool and fashionable, but she could have hit two hundred pounds before the seams at its loose waist started to stretch. The tight trousers she wore in the field or the tailored dresses made for court would have complained by pound number five and been impossible to wear by pound fifteen, but the sundress was made to beef up in. Even its belt was a simple knot, lacking the notches who’s shrinking number would have warned her that a pie every morning was a bad idea. She hadn’t even bothered to wear underwear, surely her lacey negligee would have warned her of her growing girth. ‘Okay Yennefer, you’re a sorceress, the best of your generation,’ she told the plump girl in the mirror, ‘this is temporary. One spell and you’re back to 32-23-34, alright? And that spell is…’ Yennefer stared, searching her memory and finding nothing. ‘When did I last cast that spell?’ she asked the chubby woman in the mirror, ‘Have I ever needed to cast that spell?’ The reflection didn’t answer, but Yennefer realized that she really never had cast a weight loss charm. Her own discipline, until now, had made it so she didn’t need it and she preferred using her sorcerous powers for more serious things than a noble matron’s third chin. ‘Let this be a warning then,’ she said to herself, ‘at least all I need to do is check my grimoire. Its not like I missed a mandrake potion and started getting grey hairs and crows feet. Now, my grimoire is…’ Violet eyes cast around the room, but every book on the shelves was nothing more than a trashy romance. She realized that her spellbooks and alchemist tools were still packed away in a crate in the attic. ‘Garbage into your brain, garbage into your mouth,’ Yennefer frowned, not looking forwards to subjecting her puffier body to the cramped confines of the attic. There was a rapt knock at her door, followed by the voice of the Villa’s steward, ‘Lady Yennefer, there is a messenger at the gate.’ ‘Tell them Geralt is gone,’ Yennefer said, glancing from the door back to the mirror hurridly, afraid she’d find herself to have gained more weight in the interim. ‘The messenger is for you,’ B.B. insisted, ‘they are in a bit of a rush.’ ‘A sorceress of my size, um, standing isn’t rushed, its beneath my weight, no, dignity,’ Yennefer said, slapping her forehead at the mental slip ups, ‘I’m not interested in any invitations to balls, parties or feasts. Especially feasts.’ ‘Lady Yennefer, it is from the Duchess Anna-Henrietta,’ the steward said calmly, ‘she demands your presence at once, she’s sent a coach to carry you past the palace’s teleportation wards. It is an emergency of the utmost importance. As a vassal of hers, Master Geralt would be required to attend by law. As his assumed bride to be, you must go in her sted.’ Yennefer groaned silently, resenting the intrusion of politics when she already had thirty one unwanted problems accumulating about her waist and hips. ‘Tell them I’ll be down shortly,’ she said, ‘I’ll need time to prepare myself. An hour’ She cast an eye on her body, pale and doughy. She didn’t look like a proud, powerful and wise sorceress, she looked like a rich merchant’s daughter who’d been bought too many sweets. The layer of fat was making her look humiliatingly young and unexperienced. She even looked like she had… ‘Oh no, oh no I am not getting acne,’ Yennefer told the puffy red spot on the side of her nose, ‘Dissipati Peribunt!’ The small pimple vanished away in a puff of steam, leaving her skin smooth and supple. She touched the rest of her face, finding it oilier than she could remember. Another charm dried up her complexion, removing several nascent white heads as it did. Yennefer had suffered terribly from acne as a youth, it had been on of the first charms she’d learned. ‘Pull it together Yen,’ she told herself in the mirror, ‘slim down, get dressed and see what the problem is with the duchess. Then tomorrow morning take a long walk and eat a breakfast of kale.’ The enchantress left the mirror, going to the corner of the room and looking up to see a small trap door in the ceiling. Normally she would teleport, but given the attic was filled with various trophies, weapons and crates she didn’t want to appear with a sword lodged in her ass. With a motion of her hand it opened up and the ladder extended downwards to the floor. Yennefer looked at the twelve feet of narrow rungs she’d have to climb, then down at her chubby arms, puffy belly and thick thighs. ‘I’ll exercise when I’m thin again,’ she promised and began to levitate, before noticing herself in the mirror. She was still completely naked and her mind rebelled against rooting around in the attic so exposed. Hovering an inch above the ground she looked at the split dresser and the tall closets, all of them full of stylish clothes designed to fit a slim sorceress, not a tubby, lazy cream puff. Her eyes glanced at the treacherous sundress and she balked at thinking of putting it on, as if she’d bloat up another thirty five pounds once it went over her head. ‘Underwear it is then,’ she said, ‘I’ll just have to loosen them up after I put them on.’ She closed her eyes and snapped her fingers, then gagged like she was caught in a vice. Looking in the mirror, she saw her soft belly muffin topping over her lacey black panties, while beneath them her chubby thighs brushed together. She’d long preferred tight negligee, but this was ridiculous, the panties pulled so tight she could feel them disappearing up between her cheeks and she could see the dark velvet of her pubic hair over their top. Up top was no better, her inflated breasts forced together and spilling over the bra cups, while the straps cut cruelly into her shoulders. ‘I’m never eating again,’ Yennefer groaned and went to expand her panties, to be interrupted by a sharp rip. Stretched across her wide hips, the panties had taken too much strain to hold. The small motion of her arm was enough to rip the overloaded fabric wide open. It hung there like the flag of a surrendering garrison. She went to grab it, only for her bra to rip at the middle, her heavy bust spilling out. The surprise was enough to break her concentration and she fell down onto her stomach with a heavy thump, driving the wind out of her ‘Are you alright Mistress?’ the steward’s voice came at the door a moment later, ‘it sounded like something heavy fell.’ ‘Knocked over a jewelry box,’ Yennefer groaned when she had her wind back, ‘I’ll be down soon.’ ‘The humiliations never end,’ the sorceress sighed, then dematerialized her underware, accepting her plumpness for the moment. In its place she materialized a dark silk bathrobe, just large enough to close over her full stomach. When she was thin it would hint at the treasure between her legs, now that she was overweight the fabric didn’t have quite enough coverage to give. In front her vagina could be plainly seen, in the back half her flabby buttocks hung exposed. Sighing, she tied the belt, finding barely enough fabric to knot and began levitating. Yennefer paused at the entrance to the attic, summoning a light at her finger tips and sucking in her stomach. Her eye scanned the various crates and boxes, settling on a dark chest that housed her spell books. A smile split her face. ‘Ah, one slender Yen, coming up,’ she said and raised herself up, a fat girl grunt unconsciously escaping between her lips, ‘that’s never happening again. Never.’ Aghast, the mage went over to the crate, hovering and not willing to test the old floor boards with her weight. She opened up the crate, flickered through several tomes of eldritch lore and finally found the dark black cover of her grimoire. Satisfied she teleported back to her room and flipped open the book, finding the page labelled ‘Weight Loss Charm.’ ‘‘A sorceress is beautiful, elfen and slim,’ Yen read the description she’d written as a girl, ‘but when she’s been to too many feasts and her thighs start to touch, she best slim down soon. For what good is a sorceress who let’s herself get fat?’ Ugh, now that I’m heavy that seems a bit insulting. Time for the text.’ She cast one last look over herself in the mirror. The fullness of her breasts was nice, although she could do without their lowness. But the rest of her, from her puffy cheeks to bulging waist, she never wanted to see again. ‘Good bye fat me,’ she said, ‘it wasn’t nice while it lasted. I’ll eat a lot of salad in your memory. Pondus Amitt!’ Golden light beamed from Yennefer’s skin, bright enough she had to close her eyes. She felt its glow suffuse her body, making her warm as toast. She felt lighter and was gently lifted up off her toes and then gently sat back down on them. She opened her eyes and… ‘What…no,’ she gasped, ‘this isn’t…I didn’t …how?’ Yennefer’s cheeks were still puffy, her chin still had a double, her breasts were still oversoft DDs, her belly was still nearing thirty inches around and her hips were still sturdy and childbearing. If she’d lost weight, it must have been measured in ounces. ‘Pondus Amitt!’ Yennefer demanded and again the spell flared, she kept her eyes open and saw herself rise but the bulk of her body didn’t shrink an inch anywhere, ‘Pondus Amitt!’
    2 points
  21. maybejames

    Anfisa Chehova

    She is depressingly skinny now Still hot though...
    2 points
  22. Thighs for Miles!! Love it!!
    2 points
  23. lovelylala

    anyone up

    anyone up
    2 points
  24. From her Twitter: "Probably going to move into this German restaurant"
    2 points
  25. Nope, I'm 5"2! Almost 5"3 though. My current pant size is 12/14 if that helps! I can squeeze into my size 8's somewhat comfortably but anything smaller than that is a stretch (pun intended).
    2 points
  26. My buddy is! That's not my house I love the preds too though, they really killed it last season. Thank you so much!! @jonkroll yes he has, he loves my plump curviness! yesss bigger EVERYTHING! the fupa is new to me, I love it though hehe it's so adorable and makes sex feel really cozy and squishy~ LOL did you stumble into the wrong website? I am so much cuter now that I'm plump and curvy. My figure was so straight and poky when I was skinny T.T I was so flat chested and my butt wasn't that big (even though I thought it was ha ha). I think the extra pounds make my face look a lot cuter too, I still have high cheekbones but I have way nicer dimples now! I'm in love with the extra pounds
    2 points
  27. Suiki

    Kelly Brook

    And at 2:46 her belly it's like bursting out of her dress...so hot!
    2 points
  28. lovescurves992

    Ms. Taylor

    um holy shit, I got a text back "just can't resist me, can you?"
    2 points
  29. Hmm, nice angle here...
    2 points
  30. So many pics 😽🐷 also got a new clip coming.. 📝🐷
    2 points
  31. bolton

    Hayley Mcqueen

    Go on Hayley...
    2 points
  32. Goddess shar

    Oops 🙄

    Oops 🙄
    2 points
  33. dreamgainer

    Dream Gainer

    Here's a preview of my newest Curvage Clips video I'll be posting within the hour... weights, measurements, and lots of talking about my gain and how FAT i am now! And of course, belly play galore
    2 points
  34. Hello everyone~ I love looking at everyone showing off how they are doing and promoting body positivity. I thought I'd try my hand at posting my own self and see what you folks think This is me this morning, I'm 150 pounds and my goal is 180 for now. I got a bit hungry later this afternoon to say the least... So much so I had to find a feast to fill my belly up a bit more! Trying to summon the appetite to snarf this all down (get it... because it looks like a pentagram unintentionally... :D) I ate each one by one adding to about 3,000 calories in one sitting~ My back rolls in some of their glory, up above. This is a before picture: ...aaaaand an after picture: I'd love to be a more active member, so let me know what your thoughts are ^.^ Stay lovely everyone~
    1 point
  35. Version 1.0.0

    I just ate an entire large pizza and a couple cans of coke.. My belly is so stuffed but this is my SECOND large pizza this week and it's starting to show! My upper belly is round and tight but my muffin top is soft and squishy. Watch me rub lotion all over my growing belly and massage it (navel piercing out) while chugging ANOTHER soda and burping! I love my big soft tummy, won't you help me take care of it..? I'm getting so chubby and cute!
    $8.99
    1 point
  36. reiinapop

    Whipped Cream Belly

    Version 1

    I love cream! It tastes so yummy and it's sooo filling.. Wearing a bralette gives my belly more room to expand as I squirt 2 cans of whipped cream into my hungry mouth, hope it turns into even more sexy curves on my soft body.. This cream is so good, but all the air in it is making me bloat up really fast and burp! I unzip my shorts and eventually remove them, giving my belly lots of room to expand in my lap as I squish and rub out all the creamy burps.
    $15.99
    1 point
  37. http://forum.phun.org/index.php?threads/ariel-winter-shopping-in-studio-city-10-11-17-mq.2103675/#post-10098775
    1 point
  38. dreamgainer

    Dream Gainer

    Feeling myself lately..
    1 point
  39. KJGains

    Good Morning everyone!!

    Good Morning everyone!!
    1 point
  40. Hello all, I'm doing one last update before I slip into a food-filled snooze.I did another fast food run getting two double cheese burgers and some heavy cream. Amidst the chaos of eating the yummy food I looked down and I couldn't see what color my underwear was because my belly was blocking the way! I couldn't remember... I was just about to doze off... but this llama interrupted me :c So I took all my clothes off and I drank 2 cups of heavy cream mixed with some coffee creamer! Now I'm super full and I'm going to sleep. Good night ~ and sweet dreams ,(^ -^ ), Zzz ....
    1 point
  41. Last night we went to town and it was great. First we went and got Chinese food, she lives for Chinese food lol. Then after that, we went and got her a blizzard, and then rode around the island for a bit, then she tells me she wants a large fry from McDonald's and three cookies....so on the way home she tells me how full she is, that had to make herself eat the rest of her food and she could feel her gut sticking out. I can't believe she's already gained five pounds this quickly! many more to come!
    1 point
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