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Me, age 19 vs me, age 23

Nah... just my normal unpregnant nose. Itssssss prettttty big... like my whole body. Shrug

Good morning, new video is up! 🐖 Here are a couple of extras, I hope you like it!

has moving in had a bad influence on her? guess the gain

15lb difference 145ish in muscle on the left, 160ish in fat on the right.

Thanksgiving Day is finally here! How much is Candace going to eat? What will Cody discover at the feast? Chapter Nine I had four days off for Thanksgiving, starting with the blessed day itself, so I was looking forward to waking up a few hours after sunrise, but Candace insisted that I come to the gym earlier, so scratch that idea. Turns out the gym was indeed open, but closed at noon. Strangely enough, Candace also wanted to pick me up from my apartment so that she could drive me straight to her house after our workout. I’m a fan of driving my own car, especially on dates, but then I realized that she had an ulterior motive: getting my address. So I went ahead and rolled with it. It was almost nine in the morning when I got a text from her. I’m her. Here* I was watching Youtube with no pants on. I didn’t expect her to arrive so soon! What’s your rn? You’re* Hold on, I texted as I scrambled to finish dressing. What’s rn? Room number. Oh. Of course it was. Why did I even wonder if she meant “registered nurse?” It’s 405. Getting dressed! There was a brief pause before she replied again, which gave me time to finish tying my shoes before checking the message: Which side of the building? There was a knock on my door. I guess she’d figured it out. Good thing I’m a fast dresser. I opened the door and Candace spilled into me. “Cody!” her arms wrapped my body just tight enough to prove that she could snap me in two if she wanted. “Whoa, that’s my lungs…” I took a step back and noticed that Candace was wearing more than I’d ever seen her wear: white jeans and leather boots, a fur coat and a fleeced hat made her look more like a model showcasing winter fashion than the semi-sadistic trainer I knew. “I’ve never actually seen you wear so much.” “You like it?” she reached up and casually grabbed the doorframe. “It’s starting to get cold, so it gives me an excuse to wear my favourite things…” she started doing pull-ups. “Wait, that’s wood!” I pointed. “You might break it!” “You think so?” “I think… alright, c’mere…” I wrapped my arms around her thighs and plucked her off my doorframe. She giggled as she lost her balance and leaned her torso over my head, arms scrambling over my back. “I like your living room,” she said as I eased myself outside. “It’s much cleaner than I thought it would be.” “Thanks?” I took an arm off of her to close the door and lock it. “Mm, your arms are getting pretty strong. Must be all the extra push-ups I make you do.” I swear, she enjoys making me get flustered! “Uh… you sure it’s not that0 you’re a dainty little fairy?” “Fairy? I’m twice as strong as you!” “Oh really?” “Believe me, I know. We need to amp up your training regimen if you want to get on my level. Hm… how many pushups should I make you do for hugging my ass like this?” I was still holding her up (I enjoyed the feeling of her butt resting slightly over my forearms). “This doesn’t count! We’re not in the gym!” “Oh?” she wriggled her way out of my grip. “Since when was that a rule?” “It’s tradition!” “Tradition? I’m your personal trainer Cody. I tell you everything you need to do.” “This is also true.” She reached for my hand and started lacing her slender fingers between mine. “We should get started! Come on! I parked in the handicapped space, so we kinda have to hurry…” Twenty minutes later, Candace had parked in the first visible slot of the parking garage. There were barely any other cars around us; most of the businesses were already closed. Candace smiled at me as we walked to the trunk. “Let’s get dressed-down and meet at the desk,” she said as the trunk opened. When I saw the inside of the trunk, my blood ran cold. “Oh, shit.” “What, Cody?” “I forgot to bring my gear.” At first, Candace just stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. As the silence became uncomfortably long, however, her eyes narrowed and her mouth began grinning. “What?” I asked, slightly nervous in spite of everything. “Your gym clothes are at home?” she came close to me and took hold of both ends of my jacket as if they were the reins of a horse. “Good,” she said slowly. I suddenly remembered the last time she’d used this tone of voice. I was hoping you wouldn’t find out what happens when you miss a session until it’s too late, she’d said on that first date… “Candace, maybe I can just work out in these clothes?” “What’s gotten into you? Of course we’re not doing that.” “But I can still work out…” “There’s a store in the corner of the gym, remember? This is the perfect chance to upgrade your look. We’ve come early, the rest of my clients are off for Thanksgiving, and we basically got the whole gym to ourselves. I’ve got you fam.” Oh, thank God! I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know what happened with missed sessions yet. “You sure I should wear this in public?” I asked when Candace placed a tank-top on a stack of clothing in my hands. “You’ll grow into it,” she smirked. “Plus, it’s orange – one of my favourite colours.” “But I’ve never seen you wear it,” I said truthfully. “I’m wearing it now. Can you tell?” she turned her back to me leaning over a shirt-rack. “…is this a trick?” “Psh. We’re not in the gym yet. The store doesn’t count.” “Hm…” she was wearing white jeans, as I mentioned before. This meant that they were ever-so-slightly see-through. Her panty outline was there, as usual. It was possible that it was covering less of her cheeks than usual. “Nah. I can’t tell.” “Whatever,” she turned around after picking another tank-top. “This one’s black if that’s your thing. “I’ll buy both.” “You will. Now let’s see… shorts, sweats, tank-tops, shoes… something’s missing here.” “Sounds like everything to me,” I suggested, mentally calculating the total price of what was in my hands. “Hm… I never taught you about supplements, did I? Come follow me to the check-out counter; I got an idea.” I did so, dropping the clothes onto the counter next to a cashier who looked as ready to be done with the gym as I was. Candace, meanwhile, got behind the counter to look at the wall of supplements. She looked upwards, like a cat getting ready to jump onto a table, and inched herself up on the balls of her feet to pluck a giant plastic jar from the top shelf (this gave me a glorious view of her steadily-shrinking thigh-gap). She held the thing in her hands lightly, like a baby, as she turned back to face me. “This is my favourite brand to gain weight with,” she placed the thing onto the counter next to my clothes. “Really?” I smiled, doing my best to memorize the brand name. “For real. Smooth, easy to drink, and a sampling of all the basic vitamins you need – all the Vitamin B’s.” “That’s an insane amount. Aren’t there, like, twenty of them?” “More, actually. They keep discovering them. Anyway, hurry up and buy all this! I’m going to change over. I’ll meet you by the pull-up bars.” About two hours later, “bi’s and tri’s” were done and we were well on our way to Candace’s family household. I enjoyed the winding, uphill drive through the woods, and judging from the height we’d climbed, we were probably going to get a spectacular view of the city skyline once we got there. “Just one more turn,” Candace remarked as the road curved sharply. “I haven’t seen my family in a few months, so this’ll be great.” “I’m getting real curious with what kind of parents you have,” I said, looking through the window from the passenger seat. As usual my feeder instincts were kicking in. What if Candace’s mom was really fat? That would be a big hint of what was possible with Candace’s future. Maybe Candace would accept gaining weight as part of life if that was the case? “Oh,” she interrupted my train of thought. “By the way, no mention of sex at the dinner table. My dad would be pretty pissed about that.” “Now why would I do that?” I rubbed her arm as she steered. “I’m not that stupid.” “You’d think,” Candace raised her eyebrows. “But you seem to like talking about sex at the table.” “I don’t… that was just that one time!” “Moist, Cody? What’s that even mean?” “It was the first thing I thought of!” “Whatever Cody – you do you! I’ll show you a thing or two tonight. By the way, that’s my house up there.” She pointed at a two-storey house built on a steep edge of the mountain. Sure enough, it had a spectacular view of the city, with just enough encroaching trees to give some privacy. A patio jutted-out a good distance into the open air. “Amazing,” I said as I leaned towards the windshield for a better view. “We call it the tree house,” Candace smiled. “See how the trees downhill grow past the windows? It makes you feel like you’re up in them.” “Speaking of names, what’s your mom and dads’ names?” “Mom’s name is Lily Lightning. Dad’s name is –” “She’s – wait, what’s her name?” “Lily Lightning,” Candace said casually. “Dad’s name is Dirk. Just Dirk.” “Lightning? Why’s her name that? Do I have to call her that?” “Just call her Lily,” Candace parked in the driveway. “You’ll see soon enough…” We left the car, crisp, foggy, mountain air made me shiver as I followed her to the front door. “But what does that mean? I swear, Candace, I get the feeling you’re trying to prank me. Is it because of the moist incident?” “Hush, darling,” we were at the front door. “Just take my hand; we’re about to go in.” “Right,” I took it and rang the doorbell. Candace knocked loudly. “Why’d you do that?” “Doorbell’s broken –” A woman with black pixie hair opened the door. Besides the slightly-punk clothing style, she looked a lot like Candace. “Maxie!” Candace embraced her in her trademark bearhug. “You made it! Cody, this is my older sister.” “Cody, right?” Max held her hand out. “I’m Max. Candace has a lot of good stories about you.” “Really?” I shook her hand, surprised by the firm grip. “What kind of stories?” Before Max could tell me anything, another woman came scrambling from the kitchen. This woman had long hair with a killer smile and dimples as an added bonus. There wasn’t a trace of misplaced flab on her body. Candace tugged my arm in her direction. “Cody, this is my mother, Lily. Mom, this is my boyfriend I told you about.” “How’re you doing darling?” she smiled with smoky, heavily darkened eyes when she wrapped her arms over my shoulders. “I hope you’re absolutely starving.” “It’s good to see you!” I said. “Um… Candace said something about your name being ‘Lightning?’” I glanced in my girlfriend’s direction. She looked suspiciously chipper, with eyes toward the second storey balcony. “Of course! You mean she hasn’t told you yet? I’m a pro-wrestler. It’s my stage name.” “Really?” I felt strangely uneasy at this news. No pleasant plumpness here. Scratch that idea –” “Hey dirkball!” Lily suddenly screeched with an Italian accent that wasn’t there before. I flinched at the outburst. “Stop choppin’ wood and meet the boyfriend! Hurry and get in here!” From here, I could see the sliding window-door to the patio. From around the patio’s corner, a huge, beefy man with a six-inch beard grabbed the door and pushed it open. Good God, he was a head taller than me! This was even worse than Mom! All too soon, he was in front of me, easily twice my size. The beard masked his face, making him impossible to read. If not for Candace’s grinning face, I’d have feared for my life. “Hi,” I said pathetically. “I’m –” His arms were around me without warning. Fearfully, I returned the embrace, dangerously close to being suplexed into the ground. From the corner of my eye I could see Max rolling her eyes, obviously unimpressed by my lack of masculinity. “My name’s Dirk,” he said when I was released. I couldn’t tell if he was frowning or smiling. “Are you a pro-wrestler too?” I asked. “Of course he is,” Lily folded her arms and leaned against the wall. “That’s how we met – isn’t it sweetie?” “I definitely could’ve won,” Dirk grumbled. “I definitely think that I won,” Lily replied. “It was scripted, though. You’re so lightweight, babe. All I’d have to do is sit on you.” “Ha! You think you can catch Lightning?” I had the feeling that this argument was a common occurrence in the household. Max was checking her phone absentmindedly while Candace had wandered into the kitchen. “Mom?” Candace called as dishes began clanking. “Do you have the cobbler in the oven yet? I’m starving.” “Yes, Candace, I almost have everything ready.” Yes! Candace was yearning to be fed! Honestly, I was too. I’d woken too late to eat breakfast, and we’d come straight to her house after the gym without lunch. I could feel my stomach twisting around itself trying to digest air. Maybe I could sample some food if I got into the kitchen… “Hey, do you need help cooking in there?” I asked Lily as she began walking back. “Oh, don’t you worry about the food; it’ll all be done by dinner time! Why don’t you go outside with Dirk and cut wood for the fire? The girls will take care of the food – Max! Git off your phone and help out over here!” Working outside with Dirk was actually not so bad, judging from the random screeching coming from the kitchen. There was a large pile of wood piled-up in the corner of the patio, which we needed to cut into smaller pieces to be able to fit them into the fireplace. We each had a stump, which we would balance the wood on, before taking our axes and swinging as hard as we could. This was a new experience for me, and even though I looked like an idiot for the first five minutes, you could say I got into the swing of things. I couldn’t help but stare at Dirk as he split through logs at three times my pace. They say that a girl will be attracted to a mate that resembles her father. With that in mind, I had a long way to go before I looked anything like this mountain of a mountain man. His bare forearms were nearly as thick as my calves, and his chest was as broad as my torso was long. Meanwhile, here I was trying my best to cut just one piece of wood in one chop. At least this counted as exercise. Goddamn… I came here wondering if I would catch a glimpse of Candace’s future through her mother’s figure, and now I was looking at my future through her father’s figure. Well, sort of… I wasn’t too sure about growing a beard that long… but I had to focus! So what if Candace’s mom was thin? Human history is all about progress to bigger and better things! And I had come so far anyway! I will survive this feast – and Candace will be stuffed senseless! By about four-thirty, the food was ready, all steaming and stacked upon the dining room table. Dirk and I finished hauling wood to the fireplace and got a flame started. “Y’all ready?” Lily called from the opposite end of the table. “Come on and let’s hold hands.” Oh, a family prayer. I’d been to a few Thanksgivings like this, so I knew what to do. I got myself next to Candace, which was all that mattered to me. It was a long prayer with each of us saying something nice (Max’s part was the shortest). After which, we sat down and started digging in. The food really was spectacular. I could go on for half an hour about everything on that table, but here’s what you need to know: everything you’d expect at a Thanksgiving dinner was there and more, it was all homemade, and it barely fit on the table. After filling my plate, I couldn’t resist roasting Candace a little bit. “I swear, Candace, if you cop out on us and eat salad, I’ll dump this plate onto yours.” Candace laughed while she cut her turkey. “Ha! Don’t worry, I made sure to not eat anything today so that I’d be extra hungry. This feast is all planned.” “You eat salad now?” Dirk asked, thick brows furrowing. “Oh,” Candace swallowed as she began flicking her wrist in the air. “It’s my new diet. Every lunch I have a salad. Cody likes to poke fun at me for it.” “Ha!” Max leaned forward. “Candace? You eat salad? You used to make fun of me for that, remember?” “Yeah, yeah. We all grow up sooner or later.” “Wait,” I held up a finger. “Candace doesn’t eat salad? Candace? What world is this?” Candace rolled her eyes. “Guys, it’s not as big a deal as you make it out to be! I got actual food on my plate, see?” “But what happened?” Max rested her elbows on the table and held her head. “You trying to lose weight? You on a diet?” “As if! I’m just keeping cut for a contest.” “What kind? The Biggest Loser?” Candace inhaled deeply. “It’s a bikini contest.” Lily raised an eyebrow. “Bikini contest? What happened to wrestling? I thought you were into it.” “I am,” Candace insisted. “This isn’t even my idea; the contest is being hosted by my company and I’m going to represent our gym in Los Angeles.” “It’s just weird, is all,” Lily shrugged. “Why didn’t you tell us about it? We could’ve bought tickets.” “Because Maxie here acts half her age,” Candace pointed her fork at her snickering sister. “Plus, I know how much you like to laugh at the ‘stick models,’ so I’d planned to keep quiet.” “Well, you better win then,” Dirk said, devoting most of his attention to eating his plate. Candace beamed. “Thanks Daddy!” “I know you won’t quit.” “Oh, you know it. I’ll show you the trophy once it’s done. You should see the other stick girls! Most of them barely have any muscle! I got this.” I used the moment as an excuse to rub Candace’s back to show my support. I still had mixed feelings about all this. On the one hand, it thrilled me to think that Candace didn’t even want to be cutting (or eat salad!). On the other hand, winning the contest obviously meant a lot to her, even if she and her family looked down on ‘stick models.’ Behind everything, though, was my insatiable urge to see her grow bigger and bigger. It defied all logic, but even now, just glancing down at her abs as they stretched taught, made my eyes lose focus and my stomach drop. I needed it to be bigger. It was like an irresistible itch. Oh well. The bikini contest was only a few weeks away, and Candace was still a bombshell contestant. Hell, from what I’d seen so far, she could gain a little more and still win everything outright. Would it really hurt her chances if her boobs and butt got a little bigger in the next few days? Hell no! The judges would have to be crazy to vote her down! “So you’ll totally eat pumpkin pie with us after you’re done with all that?” I asked. “It’s totally a vegetable, so it’s part of the plan, right?” Candace looked at me incredulously. “It’s a fruit, Cody.” “It’s almost a salad, then.” Max snorted over her plate. Candace rolled her eyes. “Yes, Cody, I’ll eat it. I eat salads now! You all are unbelievable.”

Heyyyy so I wanna save all you dudes the trouble of trying to get to know me on a deeper level. Like so u know I got a boyfriend. So I’m not into trying to date anyone or get close on a deep ass level. I’m only here to maybe make friends or do business that’s really it.

My tummy makes my hand look smallllll af 🐷

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Good Morning My Curvage Family!! Its so cold and icy here...the most logically thing to do is eat, and take naughty fat pictures...right? Also, uploading a New video called The Fat Big Belly and The Wet TShirt. So, my roundness and wetness and fun belly play 😇😇😇😇 More pics posted on KyraKane Thread.

Good Morning My Curvage Family! I just want to say, I really appreciate you. Supporting me and buying my content. It makes me feel like all my gain is worth it because I enjoy knowing you enjoy it. So, thank you.

https://forum.phun.org/threads/kellie-pickler-the-52nd-annual-cma-awards-in-nashville-11-14-18-mq.2646600/#post-11667755

She proteck, she attack, but most importantly, she snack. (ugh, poetry is really hard)

She probably dropped some weight for a vid in undies a month ago 4:45 5:53 But now the weight came back and with vengeance! She has a neat double chin and her potbelly looks so big&round in a skin-tight green dress. She used high-waisted tight jeans previously to pretend that her stomach is almost flat, but now her lower belly curves out even in tight pants and rests on her thunder thighs when she sits down.

Higher Quality shots from the Mail article.

It can be fun to let rumors run rampant.... bUuUUuUUuuuuuuuut I am not pregnant.

^^^ Good example of why Latecia is far hotter than Ashley in 2018. Great showcase of her belly and love handles.

Justin Alexander - Be You Campaign (Winter 2018)

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Christina looks more gorgeous than ever with the added weight! Her boobs are magnificent as always, and her wide ass and bulging belly are getting so lusciously plump. If I were her lucky husband, I would fatten her up to the 250-275 lb. range, or however big she can get while still keeping her hourglass shape!

"Ah, the old diet motivation photo" - let's hope not. Going a bit off topic now but when I was about 17, I went round to a friend's house and his older sister (aged 21 with massive boobs, worked behind the bar in our local pub) had posted a picutre of herself in a swimsuit on the fridge with a fridge magnet underneath it saying "those who indulge bulge"! She looked very overweight and a bit out of breath in the photo. My mate knew I fancied her and said "I bet you don't still like her after seeing her like that" He couldn't have been more wrong"

So been busy, but here we go. She's trying on a dress for my friend's wedding, and of course changing after.

Not usually into female bodybuilders/fitness models (but open to it!), but I discovered one who as well as looking huge in terms of muscle/body, is very pretty and even has some great curves! I'll share a few to get you started. You're welcome. (There is a thread for the somewhat visually similar Mia Sand, so assumed it was OK to post about Charity Witt) https://www.facebook.com//charitywittstrong https://www.instagram.com/charity_witt

I'm hungry but too lazy to get food. So instead, I set up my tripod, put on my favorite sweatshirt, stood on top of a stool (because I'm really really short), turned on my modeling playlist and took some pictures!

I really dont wanna say told you so BUTT ........ https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5b13d70751216 As of Today mid Nov 18

The only thing a wall of text should be helping with is no nut november but this thread is not a participant in such devilish rituals. Has this been posted before? It's german. Again.

Okay so here's my total divas selection. I tried to not focus as exclusively on Paige this time despite my fellow Brit continuing to give one of the most consistent and generous exposures of a deliciously thickening body than any other celeb on (semi-)mainstream TV in memory. So hope you all enjoy a bit of all these gals (Brie, Lana, Nia etc) ! Pt 1

ELLE's 25th Annual Women In Hollywood Celebration Presented By L'Oreal Paris, Hearts On Fire And CALVIN KLEIN - Moët & Chandon (10/15/18): 2018 Glamour Women Of The Year Summit: Women Rise (11/11/18):

Aeire Fall/Winter 2018

Ya like belly pooch? See some Nevaeh:

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Me coming to steal your heart ❤️

sup boys and girls

At 2018 Teen Choice Awards in Beverly Hills (08/12/2018): 2018 MuchMusic Video Awards in Toronto (08/26/2018): Mickey’s 90th Spectacular at The Shrine Auditorium and Expo Hall in Los Angeles (10/06/2018):

She’s still got a ways to go and she’s already looking close to due