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Is there anything better than seeing your boobs grow to massive proportions before your eyes? I think not hehe 😍 It’s been about 3 years. From a B cup to an F Cup. But in the last year I have gone from a D cup to an F cup 🙏🏻 So hopefully the combo of heavy cream and regular stuffings helps me reach the J cup in the near future 🔜 I don’t even look like the same girl - check out the photos.

Next gainer shake recipe hehe. Gains 💗🐷

😍 Wow. She is looking beautifully round in her latest video clip!

I visited my friend not too long ago, and this weekend turned out to be pretty exciting. This may be my longest post yet. When I first arrived, she was wearing a baggy outfit that consisted of a big unisex t-shirt and athletic shorts, but that wasn’t enough to hide the fact that she had not lost any weight since last I saw her. When she sat in her rocking chair, she had a thick roll of belly fat resting on her lap, and her butt, hips, and thighs filled the seat from armrest to armrest. Later that evening, she had developed hiccups and decided to show off this strange habit she has to get rid of them. She lied on her back on the floor with her knees bent, like she was about to do a sit-up. In this position, her belly fat was pressed up against her thighs again. Even while lying down, her gut stuck out further than her boobs. Then she placed her hands on her soft, round belly and started rubbing as she breathed in and out. I watched her belly rise a couple times. Then, when her hiccups were gone, she started bending up - as if she was about to do a crunch - which really squeezed her belly fat against her thighs. But she stopped only part way up, lied down on her back again, and then rolled over onto her stomach before standing up slowly. I couldn’t help but think that she originally intended to get up from her back until her belly stopped her. The next day was extremely exciting. First off, I was helping her with some laundry. The first thing I noticed was that she had more XL/size 14 tops than I remember from before. Then, I noticed she was throwing some scrub pants towards the back of her closet, and that she had brand new ones (with the tags still on them and everything) lying on her dresser. I grabbed a pair of old scrub pants and saw they were a size Large. Then, I sneaked a look at the brand new ones, and they were a size XL. I was excited to see she was outgrowing her scrubs. When she got dressed for the day, she was not wearing jeans as she normally does. Instead, she was wearing these tight, stretchy black running pants - and much like yoga pants - they left nothing to the imagination. In fact, in the proper lighting, you could make out her panties. Again, I could not help but think she had outgrown her jeans and was now wearing something stretchier. She also wore a tight, stretchy workout purple sleeveless top, with a gray short-sleeve workout top over it. This helped “smooth out” her upper body, but it still showed off how thick she was now. After picking up her roommate from college, a blonde woman who has also gained weight and probably weighs about 180 pounds, we went to this treetop adventure place. It’s like an obstacle course where they put you in a harness and then you go through rope bridges and zip lines up in the trees. As we were getting prepared for the treetop adventure, something happened that would bother my friend for the rest of the weekend. We were putting our harnesses on, which had a waist loop and two leg loops. Then you were supposed to hold them up with your hands as the instructor adjusted and tightened them. But my friend didn’t really have to hold the harness up - her hips, belly, and thighs filled them out and it could not be tightened anymore. The instructor came over, and she looked over my friend’s body, and decided she needed a bigger harness. She left and came back with a bigger harness that also had shoulder straps. She said something along the lines of “we don’t have many of these, so we try not to give them out.” The waist loop and legs loops were bigger on this one, and my friend was able to pull them up much easier, and the instructor adjusted it. At first, my friend didn’t say anything, but her face showed she was clearly upset and embarrassed at what just happened. Her college friend teased her by saying “oh look, you’re special.” But my friend just responded “yeah, I guess.” Later in the course, we were waiting in line, and my friend was adjusting the straps around her plump body when she said “I hate these shoulder straps.” “They don’t look comfortable,” the college friend said. “Yeah, I do not understand why she [the instructor] gave me this one. The first one fit fine. There was no way that waist strap was going to slip down over these hips, you know what I’m saying.” “Definitely,” and all three of us laughed a little. “Seriously though,” my friend continued, “these shoulder straps are useless. The first harness fit good, it felt snug. This is just...ugh.” “Yeah, I don’t know what the instructor was thinking,” the college friend said. My friend would bring up this subject multiple times throughout the day - and it basically resulted in the same conversation each time. Getting a bigger harness definitely bothered her, I think she felt slightly insulted. Watching her on the obstacle course was a pleasure. Her size and weight definitely made some of the obstacles more difficult for her. She had a particularly hard time with the cargo rope nets, especially when she had to climb straight up. She was real slow and seemed to be struggling to lift her 200+ pound body. Other parts of the course were split into 2 paths, an “easy” and “hard” path, and she always took the easy one, saying “I simply don’t have the arm strength for the hard path.” Other obstacles required taking really long steps, and whenever she came down on one foot hard, her entire thigh, hip, and butt cheek would jiggle. Her pants would really stretch when performing this, further accentuating how thick and soft she was now. There were also zip lines that went from the trees to the ground, with mulch at the bottom to cushion you. When she did this, she would always slide in on her butt, getting mulch all over it. Then she would try to wipe it all off, and again, this caused her butt, hips, and thighs to jiggle. While we were waiting in line one time, the two women started talking about how much they were enjoying this, and that they’d want to do it again sometime. My friend turned to her old roommate and said “but first, we should lose some weight.” “Oh definitely,” the roommate agreed. What made this conversation even better was that the group in front of us were all thin, athletic women. Normally, I’d think bigger women wouldn’t want to talk about their weight while in the company of thin women, but these two were comfortable enough with their weight to continue talking. The roommate continued “it would make some of these obstacles so much easier.” “Oh yeah, I don’t trust my arm strength enough to do the more extreme obstacles, so that’s why I’ve been doing the easier ones.” “Me too. I’ve been trying to lose weight. What happens is that I follow a good diet plan for a while, and I lose a few pounds. But then some major thing comes along that stresses me out and then I stress eat. Then I’m like ‘well, I gained back all the weight I lost.’” “I see. At least you’re losing weight here and there before gaining some. My weight just keeps slowly creeping up on me. I’ve started reducing my portion sizes, now I just need to find the time to workout,” my friend said as she laughed. “Yeah, I don’t have the time either.” And right after the treetop adventure, they both insisted on getting burgers and milkshakes. Before entering the restaurant, my friend had taken off the grey outer shirt, leaving on only her purple shirt that really showed off her plump figure. Now you could clearly see her muffin top and belly and how they jiggled as she walked. Again, as she sat in the booth, her thighs spread immensely and her belly fat was resting on her lap. Just a little while ago, these girls were talking about losing weight, and now they were excited over big, bacon cheeseburgers with more bacon ground into the beef. And they each got a milkshake too. They both finished their meals, but they were stuffed. This meal was a late lunch, and my friend said that “this is the last thing I’m eating today.” After lunch, we went on a short walk and just like before, my friend struggled going up hill. She was going very slow and breathing heavily. We came to a split in the road, and the roommate said “let’s go right.” “Hold on,” my friend said between breaths, “let’s stop and figure out where we are.” It certainly sounded like she was just trying to find an excuse to stop and rest for a bit. Later, my friend and I went to a small party. And despite what she said after lunch, she had some chicken strips. Then the next day was almost as good. She wore an outfit very similar to the day before, with tight, stretchy navy blue running pants, and a tight, stretchy black sleeveless shirt. Again, this really showed her figure and left nothing to the imagination. Her hips, butt, and thighs filled out every inch of those pants, and you could easily see how her thunder thighs and butt jiggled as she walked. You could also hear her thighs rubbing together with every step. Her belly and love handles spilled over the waistline, and her tight shirt further emphasized her muffin top. When she turned sideways, I could see again that her gut stuck out further than her boobs. And with her arms fully exposed, it really just how soft and flabby they had become. I couldn’t help but think of how fit she used to be. When I first met her, she was a dedicated volleyball player, with an athletic, strong physique. She was thicker than most of the other players on her team, but not much. Her stomach used to be mostly flat, and her arms were actually slightly toned. She would brag how during volleyball practice, she could do 100 crunches. Looking at her now, one would never guess she was any sort of athlete. There’s no muscular definition to her at all anymore - everything that was once firm and toned is now soft and doughy. Her once flat stomach is now a large gut, and her arms are thick and incredibly flabby. We went shopping at a mall for a while, and it was nice just watching her walk around for a bit. Walking on a hard concrete surface seemed to further emphasize her thighs and booty jiggling. Then later, we were driving around in the car, and she started talking about her weight. I forget what led to this first comment, but it had something to do with pranking people by pulling down their pants. Anyway, she started laughing and said something like “back when I was really skinny, I could pull down my pants while they were still buttoned. I definitely don’t have to worry about that now.” “No you don’t,” I agreed. “Nothing is going to slide down over these hips, especially that harness yesterday.” I smiled a little, as I could tell she was still upset over the instructor giving her a different, larger harness. I knew we were going to have a good conversation about her weight and body now. I replied “Yeah. Those shoulder straps did nothing but annoy you.” “Exactly. And that first harness actually fit comfortably. And I have these large hips, once you tighten it around my waist, they’re definitely not sliding back down,” she said while laughing. “Yeah, they should have given that second harness to someone who didn’t have hips.” “The only other people I saw with that harness on was big fat football player-like guys who had big bellies. They needed the shoulder strap because their bellies were bigger than their hips. I’m not built like them,” she said while laughing. “No you’re definitely not,” I said. “Exactly. I’ve gained most of my weight in the hips. I’ve never had a belly. Well, I have a bit of a belly now because of all the weight I’ve gained.” Then she actually placed her hand on her belly and rubbed it a little, as if she was feeling how big it was now. I smiled a little. Here was a woman whose belly stuck out past her boobs while standing and she said that she only had a bit of a belly. Then I said “Yeah, it’s not big at all, I wouldn’t even call what you have a belly, it’s more like ‘ab pads.’” I said as a joke, and she laughed. “Haha. Well, I kind of have always had ‘ab pads’ though. But now there’s so much more fat here than there used to be.” Again, she rubbed her belly, then continued. “But that still doesn’t explain what the instructor was thinking. I may have a bit of a belly, but I don’t have a big enough belly to need shoulder straps.” “Maybe she misjudged your body. Maybe she noticed how big your hips and butt are and assumed you must have had the belly to go with it?” “Maybe. That’s the only guess that’s made any sense. But still, she should have saw that I don’t have a big belly. Like yeah, I definitely have a belly, but that waist strap on the first harness fit comfortably around my waist and it wasn’t going to slip down over these hips.” This time, she rubbed her huge hips and thighs. “Definitely.” Then, the subject of the conversation changed to our jobs. And she was talking about how her new job is better than her old one. Here was the most interesting part. “The schedule for my old job was crazy. Often, I only had time for one big meal. And I would just make or warm up and huge portion of Mac & cheese and eat it all at once. That’s why I gained so much weight when I worked there.” “I didn’t notice you gained weight,” I lied. “How much did you gain?” “I don’t want to tell you.” “How much do you weigh now?” “I’m not going to tell you.” “Seriously? I’m not going to tell anyone.” “That’s not it, I don’t want anyone to know. I haven’t told anyone, not even my mom.” “So? You can tell me. I want to help.” “I know you mean well. But my weight is my thing to worry about, not anyone else.” So yeah, she refused to spill any info about her weight. She was willing to tell me she weighed 200 pounds a year or so ago, so I wouldn’t be surprised if she is up to like 220 now. It must be pretty high to be that strict on telling people how much you weigh. Anyway, the conversation continued. I said. “Well, I can’t tell that you’ve gained weight.” “Well, I have. I’ve been told though that I wear it well. Like, I’m well-proportioned. I have all the right curves in all the right places, they’re just bigger.” She started laughing and smiling. “That’s definitely true.” “Yeah, like it even makes it hard to buy clothes. I’m fine with shorts and skirts, but it’s difficult for swimsuits and pants.” “Why is it hard to shop for swimsuits and pants?” “For swimsuits, like first of all, absolutely no one piece suit fits me. If it’s big enough for my hips to fit in, it’s always baggy around my torso. And if it would fit around my torso, there’s absolutely no way I’m fitting these thighs into it. So I always have to get two-pieces. Even then, I have to buy my two-pieces separately. If they come in a set, again, the bottoms might fit but the top will be too big, or the top will fit and the bottoms are way too small. So I have to get them separately. My tops vary between medium and large, and the bottoms have to be like an XL. And pants, especially jeans, have a similar problem. If they fit comfortably around my waist, they’re normally really uncomfortably tight around my hips and thighs. And if they fit around my thighs comfortably, they’re normally loose around my waist.” “How about the pants you’re wearing now?” I asked as I pointed to her stretchy running pants. “These are perfect. They fit comfortably around my waist and they’re stretchy enough for my hips. Now, sometimes the waistband rolls down and I have to pull them up-" she said, and I immediately thought it was her belly/muffin top that caused that. She continued "but otherwise these are great." Last time I met her, she did mention that she had been trying to eat healthier. Since she was so open about her weight right now, I decided to ask “How is your diet going? Have you noticed any weight loss yet?” “No, I haven’t really started. I’m taking steps to lose weight, but like, baby steps you know,” she replied with a laugh, then continued. “I’ve started trying to reduce portion sizes. But not yesterday though. I was out with friends so I was having a big burger and a milkshake.” Again, she was smiling and laughing. “That’s ok though. It would be wrong to not splurge while hanging out with friends.” “Exactly! And I’m only going to do that occasionally. But as I was saying, I’m taking baby steps. I’m in no hurry to lose weight. I’m not ashamed of my body. Like I’ve been at this weight now for about 6 months, obviously it doesn’t seriously bother me.” I think that last comment was a slight lie. Because it had been less than 6 months since I had last saw her, yet she had stopped wearing jeans and upsized her scrubs. But still, her attitude about her weight was nice to see. I said “that’s a good thing. Your body size doesn’t really matter.” “Exactly. So I’m going at my own pace when it comes to this weight loss thing and do what I’m comfortable with. Like, seriously, I can’t really go for a run at all right now. I need to lose some weight first, then begin working out.” Then we started talking about the upcoming months and when to hang out again. Somehow the conversation got off topic, and she started talking about how she loves to bake in the winter. So yeah, she’s not losing any serious weight anytime soon. This time, I decided to post some photos. She was looking so good last time, that I had to share. The first pic is her in a bikini from 2009, when she was 150 pounds. This was roughly a year after she stopped playing volleyball, so she's a little softer and thicker than she was normally at the time. She removed this photo from social media when she reached 180 pounds. After that comes some photos from 2017, wearing the same bikini top. Around this time, she told me she weighed 200 pounds. The photos of her in a purple shirt and jeans are from spring of this year, and I’d guess she weighed roughly 210 then. These photos really show how big and soft her arms are. Then come the recent photos, where she refused to tell me how much she weighed. I’d have to imagine she’s gained weight since the spring because she up-sized her scrubs, so I’d guess 220. I feel these photos don’t do her justice, she seems bigger in person than in these pics. It’s partly because of my camera or the angles of the photos I think. But you definitely still see a significant gain.

Pastry stuffing and lots of calories last night video. Next time a whole cake

Morning

Seeing as Mal is getting back into shape, which is good. Here are a few snapshots of the white dress, which by the way Mal you pull off very, very, very well.

My belly is feeling so tight and stretched to the absolute max, I have to keep my poor skin soft and supple with lots of lotion and belly rubs like in my new clip!

Well its finally here!!!! New stuffing video with another to come! I hope you all enjoy it (once approved) I know I sure did!!! https://www.curvage.org/forum/index.php?/files/store/68081-Lola Rodriguez/

The struggle is real.. hurry the fuck up!! I'm STARVING!!!

Happy Sunday ♡＾▽＾♡

Pulled pork, bacon, egg hash 😍 #selfcare

Which do you prefer? And don't forget to go watch my videos.

Hello everyone! How are you all? Two new videos are coming very shortly, just waiting for approval 😊💫 I read all your comments and suggestions. My new videos are all about my Boobs + Booty growth 💥 Are you excited hehe?

Can’t wait for my belly to grow even larger! More pictures here...https://www.curvage.org/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/13970-im-a-big-girl/&do=findComment&comment=468659

Just playing around today showing off my belly. I can’t wait for it to get even bigger. 😀

Girl wants food. 🍟🍔🍕🌮

Part 1 of 3 --- I remember the first time that I met my sister’s college roommate Alex. My parents, in their usual absent mindedness had failed to mention that we were going to have a guest staying with us for a few days and my sister, was... well, my sister. We got along well enough by staying out of each other’s way, which meant that we didn’t communicate much outside of when we were around each other in person. Especially when it came to coordinating holiday plans, and definitely not about anything as specific as an attractive friend staying over for a few days. With no warning that I should be expecting anything out of the ordinary, I strolled into the house with my bags in hand on that fateful morning, fresh off of a final night of partying and an incredibly long morning car ride back from campus. Opening the door to the kitchen, I was greeted by the sight of a stunning blonde girl wearing nothing but a sports bra and skin tight shorts that barely covered her toned derriere and were visibly straining as she bent over to examine the contents of the fridge. I was stunned by the marvelous sight before me, and remember distinctly dropping my bags with a loud thud as my jaw went slightly ajar at the sight of this incredible young woman who, with her back turned to me, naturally jumped in surprise at the sudden bang of my bags hitting the floor. Quickly turning around and in doing so, providing me with a full frontal view of her toned abdominals, slightly flailing hips, acceptably sized breasts, and sharp facial features, was the startled but stunning Alex. After overcoming the initial shock of a college age male suddenly appearing behind her and the loud thud of his bags dropping, Alex gracefully regained composure and put on her most disarming smile as she extended her hand to introduce herself. Quickly recovering from my my own shock at this positively stunning young woman, though likely fumbling through the interaction more than I would have hoped, I reached out and shook her hand. My crush was instantly solidified by this beautiful and poised young woman as her delicate and manicured hand touched mine. After some brief pleasantries where I did everything I could to get over how insanely hot my sister’s 19 year old roommate was, she returned to her original task at hand of getting breakfast together and I headed off to my bedroom to drop my things off and calm down. With my sister still likely sound asleep and my parents off somewhere else for the day, I had decided that it would be my burden to play host to the lovely young lady downstairs. With renewed conviction and a better control of my emotions, I returned from my room only to once again be shocked by this unbelievable blonde, though not by her beauty this time. Alex had taken it upon herself to scramble what looked to be a half dozen eggs, bake several pieces of bacon, and make pancakes on the other available skillet. It was a spread that could have filled up an olympic athlete after a grueling workout let, alone two college age women. “Do you want me to go wake up my sister since it looks like you are pretty busy?” I politely asked, assuming that half of this must have been for her. “Oh no, that’s alright,” she declined, clearly trying to deflect attention away from the variety and volume of breakfast items that she was attending to. “Are you sure, that food is going to be cold by the time she wakes up,” I joked. “Well to be honest, I didn’t make any of it for her,” she replied, a slight blush on her angular face as she turned away from to disguise her embarrassment. “Well, judging by your workout attire, it seems like you’ve already earned it at least,” I complimented, assuming she felt guilty or embarrassed about being caught about to eat a feast and trying to deflect her attention from the previous awkward moment. I immediately cursed myself for the stupid comment and how I had just blatantly called her scantily clad. “Oh thank you, but truth be told I didn’t do anything to earn it, I’m just really hungry and I didn’t expect anyone else to be around this morning so I chose to be comfy. I should really go get a sweater or something though, your parents seem keep this place cool even in the winter.” It was an obvious lie since my parents were notorious for cranking the heat, but not one I was about to call our attractive guest on. Alex quickly bolted out of the room, providing me with a flashing view of her tight derriere as it swayed and bounced to match her smooth glide before she disappeared to grab a sweater. Upon her return, now fully clothed in sweats, the conversation changed to more traditional polite fair, with nothing truthfully of note from what I could remember, but that likely wasn’t due to it being uninteresting. No, while Alex may have been more conservatively covered, her appetite was on full display. The image was positively striking. A petite blonde sitting down at the counter with a plate full of bacon, eggs, and a massive stack of fluffy pancakes that steamed and dripped with butter and syrup. In a flash, Alex went to work, greedily scarfing down bacon at an alarming rate before forking eggs rapid fire into her mouth and making quick work of the tall stack of pancakes. Her gluttony was incredible to watch and seemed to be in stark contrast to her lithe and fit physique. Sitting back in her chair, Alex dabbed the syrup off her content face as I stood there in absolute shock at her gluttony That behavior, I would quickly learn, was just typical Alex. She was big on trying to to stay under the radar but was practically the definition of a glutton, or at least a ravenous young woman. In many ways she reminded me a lot of my sister, never one to shy away from a hearty meal and always with eyes bigger than her stomach, but with no lasting damage. Although, judging by my sisters softer figure, she may have begun to finally write checks that her body couldn’t cash, and seemed blind to that fact, which made Alex and her reckless eating behavior all the more of a perfect roommate for her. For those next three fateful days until Alex left, I was forced to suffer through day after day of my sister and her hot roommate lounging around, munching, and just decompressing after surviving their first semester. After that initial encounter, there were no more chance encounters of booty shorts and sports bras, but Alex seemed more than comfortable strolling around in tank tops and tight yoga pants, almost appearing to deliberately linger at angles around me, inviting me to enjoy the view. I just assumed it was her natural sluggish movement after each meal she devoured before her normal digestion kicked in and her lighting fast metabolism turned on to maintain that wondrous physique. At least, that had been my prevailing theory until she turned returned that summer for a visit. If my first sight of her had been jaw dropping, the next time I encountered the beautiful blonde pushed me to a whole new level of admiration and desire. My parents may have been forgetful, they may have been constantly off doing their own thing instead of spending time with their kids, but they had at least done us kids a solid when we were younger by installing a pool in the backyard. It had always meant that we had the popular house in the summertime and were both in relatively good shape through all of the swimming we would do. As we grew older, my sister and I would gradually fight over who would have access to the pool in the summer time, be it lounging by the pool in her case or my buddies and I horsing around in the water, naturally refusing to share it all. It had led to some tension in the house that my parents had naturally been oblivious to or had just selectively chosen not to mediate, leading to countless fights back in the day. On my next trip home however, I was not only eternally grateful to my parents for that pool, but was going to make sure to give my sister, and by extension Alex, all the pool time they want. Returning home from a long but enjoyable semester of college, bags once again in hand, I was amazed at how quiet the house was as I came through the kitchen door. I knew that my sister was already home and this time around she had at least given me the heads up that Alex would be staying with us again for a week, which had made the silence all the more surprising knowing there were two college age women in the house. In my mind, I had hoped for a repeat of last time with the wonderful sight of a toned behind in booty shorts to greet me, but that was not to be. With no sign of immediate entertainment or life, I went and unpacked my clothes, listening for the slightest signs of Alex and my sister, but doing my best to control my emotions. It wasn’t until I was walking by my bedroom window facing the aforementioned pool that I picked up the slightest bit of chatter outside. While it took me a moment to recognize the tones, I quickly came to realize that my sister and her good friend Alex were out lounging by the pool. Curiosity and lust getting the better of me, I peered through the curtains and felt my eyes bulge a little bit, though likely not as much as Alex’s hearty breasts were now bulging out of her too small bikini top. With a full year of hearty college meals that mostly lacked nutrition but more than made up for it in calorie count, coupled with presumably a surplus of alcohol, Alex’s previously trim physique had certainly undergone some impressive changes. To be fair, it wasn’t as if she had suddenly exploded with curves, but that once slender hourglass frame with toned abdominals had softened in all of the best ways possible. Her once pert breasts that had just been enough to show that she had something up top previously had positively blossomed into hearty handfuls with excellent cleavage in that too small bikini. That once small but mighty bum supported by slender hips had blossomed into a nice juicy booty with full but still fit cheeks, supported by wide flaring hips that grown to help her body manage her increased backside. Admittedly, these gains were relatively nominal, but certainly helped to further accentuate her blossoming hourglass physique. The only other real change that was noticeable from a far was the lack of muscle tone she previously possessed in our last encounter, but the gains clearly outweighed the cost from my perspective. Things would only get better for me as Alex suddenly had decided to rise up out of her lounge chair, empty glass in hand, and started to stroll around the pool towards the house. It was like watching poetry in motion as her breasts bounced with each and every step while her juicy derriere seemed to have a jiggling mind of its own as it swayed violently with each step. It took all of my willpower not to sprint down the stairs to meet her in the kitchen and gawk at her newly developed curves. Doing my best to stay cool, I walked deliberately down the steps into the kitchen to ‘get a glass of water’ and greet her. Walking into the kitchen, I was treated to exactly the sight I had been hoping for. Standing next to the blender was the radiant and curvy blonde in her straining bikini as she aggressively shook the remnants of the strong margarita she and my sister must have been drinking. Each shake forced her breasts to jiggle and bounce as she tried valiantly to force every last drop into her glass. I stood there captivated by the mesmerizing sight for a moment until the first whiff of the margarita blasted into my nostrils, knocking me back to reality and reminding me of my original ‘task,’ though I couldn’t help but keep eyeing her up and down. It was in doing so that I confirmed my previous thought about all of her muscle tone having evaporated, leaving her with a soft yet truly divine hourglass figure that was nearly irresistible. “Oh hey cutee….uh...Carol’s older brother,” Alex teased with a goofy grin on her red face, the impact of several margs apparently having already done their damage. “Hey Alex. I see you guys raided some of the tequila my parents have been keeping around,” I remarked, gesturing to the now empty blender and the full glass in Alex’s hand. “That is a very astute observation,” she responded, stepping closer to me with the glass in her hand and the strong smell alcohol on her breathe. “I’m sure you will be shocked to hear that this isn’t my first marg of the day either.” “What, you? Eating or drinking a lot? Never. I thought you just lived on air,” I teased trying not to get too excited as she stood in front of me with her cleavage on full display and those cute eyes beaming up at me. “Clearly that’s not the case, or else I would be wasting away instead of nicely filling out this bikini” Alex confidently remarked, staring me right in the eyes as she said so, as if daring me to look down and admire her form. “Did you enjoy the view from your room by the way?” ‘Busted,’ I thought. She had caught me red handed, while drunk, and it was only the first day that she was here. “I saw the curtains move and just the faintest hint of your face peering down on us, well at least on me, through the window.” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she said, a seeming pleasure in my admiration that had not been there at Christmas time. “Well I was trying to figure out where you two were,” I pretended to defend my innocence. “Oh I am sure that is all you were doing for five. whole. minutes,” she teased, poking me in the chest for emphasis. By now I had no idea what was going on but this emboldened Alex both excited and scared me simultaneously. . “And what if I was doing more than just looking at you two?” I boldly asked “Fix your statement, otherwise it’s weird,” she commanded with a stern look on your face. “Well, what if I was doing more than just looking at you?” I responded, knowing fully well that I had been doing nothing more than admiring her sumptuous curves. Alex placed her drink back on the counter next to where I stood and in a sudden motion bounced on to her tiptoes, shooting her bulging breasts up against my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled her plump lips towards my ear, whispering, “than I hope you can make fantasy a reality.” Without warning she moved her lips towards mine and kissed me passionately. I was resilient at first but as her relatively firm body kept pressing and wiggling up against me, it became impossible to resist and my excitement wasn’t exactly easily hidden. A beautiful yet wicked smile spread across her face as she pulled away, exuding confidence as she did so. “Your sister would be so mad if I ever told her about this.” “Please don’t,” I smartly remarked, knowing the hell it would unleash upon me if she ever found out that I had hooked up with, albeit briefly, her college roommate. “You’re not the only one with skin in the game if she found out,” Alex said with a wink as she turned, providing me with a wonderful view of her fuller, rounder and slightly wobbly bottom. She reached for her margarita, turning sideways to provide me with a perfect profile view of her incredible body as she took a generous swig before further elaborating. “As you have clearly already noticed, mother nature has decided to generously bestow upon me a wonderful physique. As I’ve filled out this semester, it has driven your sister mad because boys that even last semester wouldn’t have paid me much attention just can’t help but drool over me,” Alex said swaying a bit to highlight her killer curves. “Do you know what the best part of it all is?” “What?” I asked, taking the bait. “I can have whoever I want, whenever I want,” she said with a teasing wink as grabbed her drink, motioning down below my waist, and then strolling out the backdoor to the pool, leaving me with a nice view of her bouncing booty as she bounced toward her lounge chair, my eyes glued to her incredible physique the entire time. I was hooked. That week was full of surprises with the exuberant Alex constantly toying with me, teasing me, secretly hooking up with me, and even sneaking off for some more intense activities. At first I had assumed she was just emboldened by the alcohol, but it quickly became apparent that even sober, these newly developed curves had altered her personality, emboldening her in ways that she may not have otherwise possessed during her freshman year. Part of it, I also assumed, was the thrill of being with her best friends brother and having a secret tension in the room that only two of the three of us knew about. The other part of it, based on her freudian slip earlier in the week, was that she had always at least found me mildly attractive and that she now felt confident enough to have me. Of course, it was difficult to fully believe either of those theories. As I constantly glanced out the window at her sexy body each day, lounging in slightly too small bikinis, it occurred to me that she may have simply been sexually starved after being able to have any item on the menu while away at college. Or in her terms, ‘to have whoever she wants, whenever she wants.’ I was the only fish in the sea so to speak, so all of her attention shifted to the only place she could find satisfaction around here. The one thing I was able to confirm for certain as we continued to spend time together throughout the week was that Alex’s hearty appetite had remained unchanged. Still greedily gobbling breakfasts for three, eating whole pizza pies by herself, drinking both my sister and I under the table without even a hint of discomfort, it was almost comical to watch a woman with essentially a perfect physique eating herself into what I presumed would one day be its ruin. It was an incredible week for us both, perhaps her absolute pinnacle of relaxation, sexiness, and enjoyment, and then she was gone again, off into the abyss of life.

Just been doing this today after working away. So good to feel those rolls again. It amazes me how far her fat spreads out .... and how my arm over her waist is supported horizontally on her fat belly where as 2 years ago it would've wrapped around her toned waist. And losing my hand in warm soft rolls and under her breasts. I love my 200lb girl.

Unbelievable! Nothing sexier than this. She's 5'9" and carries the weight so beautifully. Measurements: 40 - 35 - 48

Been doing nothing but eating and my gosh this underwear is getting tight!

Feeling cute today!

There's good news for everyone.) Carmen now weighs 115 kilograms!It seems only yesterday she was only 50.She flourished and it is very good.I hope it will consolidate this result, and maybe even improve it).In General and look forward to new photos.) The first photo is my personal favorite.

Can someone please ban me from this site for 2 weeks? I literally can’t remember a time where I didn’t check this site every couple of days at least and I want to try try this as a kinda experiment. Is it possible? As in completely block me so I can’t access at all even with another account.

Just look at that difference.

But is looking like this in her latest lingerie shoot.

Check out Charlotte's belly rolls and flab last night at Hell In a Cell!

Love this... My last GF was 306 pounds and I loved when she would get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and I would hear her heavy steps coming back toward the bed, making the dishes in the cupboard rattle sometimes. I'd scooch way over into a corner to make room for her, then she would get in the bed and I would feel the springs sag with her great weight. She would face away from me and I would reach out with my arm and run my hands over her swollen body, her rolls and folds, and just bliss out and go back to sleep. I didn't have the experience of watching her grow - she gained the weight in college and afterward - but, man...there is nothing like a big girl in your bed, when you have the shittiest day in the world, at least you've got her pillow-body, and things ain't so bad after all. Congrats, man.

Good! We need more 3-D hologram videos like this:

Ate a huge lunch feeling nice and stuffed. 😉

Not tooting my own horn... BUT LOOK AT THAT WEIGHT GAIN!!!!

I can't believe your back!

You would not believe how much weight I've gained in these last two weeks!! I'll make you a new video on Tuesday to tell you all about it 😛

I thought I would ask her directly: It really depends on the day... sometimes I eat a norm amount, or less, but sometimes I way overeat. Like just all day long, constant snacks, chips cookies ice cream and whatever treats, usually also like a big meal for lunch or dinner, fast food or pizza or whatever it be. Really just kinda eating all day? Not like overeating all at once but staying full a lot. I pretty much had one of those days today Also, I really don't try to show off my gut that often on purpose in public so the second part of that question doesn't have an exciting answer really. sorry! Oh yes, we do. One of our favorite past times, in fact. We'll often browse curvage, youtube, tumblr, etc. and picking out particular bellies that are hot to the both of us. Some random names throughout the years that we've particularly enjoyed - mykawaiifatbelly, muffint0pbelly, tianastummy, cherry greenlaw, littlemissbellybabe, sweetsexychubby, and many many more. It has crossed our minds. what would the people be interested in seeing? a special present, just for your lady: we love your thread! oh, and who was the fellow asking about outgrown clothes? She tried on an old dress the other day.

Short but sweet.

I somehow agreed. Yet she does work out a lot, which may explains why her legs may look fairly bigger. Whom to her face, it can be either due to water retention or her overindulgence in alcohol. As you wish: A pretty lot of difference, is isn't?

A close up of that luscious body is in order. SWEET JEEZUS!!

Your progression is nothing less than a magnificent sequence of dreams. I'm really amazed by the growing shapes of your breasts and butt (probably I'll get inspiration from them for a new graphic work).