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    I talk about my current weight, some embarrassing moments and most importantly my next goals. GS X x
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  2. This pizza was too good today šŸ˜‹ New vid coming soon!! šŸ’‹
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  3. dreamgainer

    New vid ā¤ļø

    New vid ā¤ļø
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  4. Nicole Passat

    Ready for a midnight meal!

    Ready for a midnight meal!
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  5. The food in Dubai is enough to make any fat girl happy šŸ˜
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  6. dreamgainer

    Dream Gainer

    New vid on Curvage Clips ā¤ļø
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  7. Woops! Forgot to post last night's aftermath. šŸ˜›
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  8. Proseductice

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  9. KittyPiggy

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  10. New Video Pending Approval - This is my favorite video yet hehe! I stuff myself full with a juicy, cheesy pizza and then wash it down with a large coke. I couldn't resist a belly play after so much food so I applied lots of oil and got extra jiggly and bouncy. I am so excited for you all to see šŸ˜‰ THIS IS MY FIRST VIDEO SHOWING MY LIPS AS I EAT. PLUS LOTS OF SNEAKY FACE SHOTS
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    Brooke greedily devours a full pizza and a bottle of coke as she stuffs herself full like a pig. šŸ· Her face is visible devouring mouthfuls of pizza as her belly expands over her panties and her breasts explode out of her bra.šŸ• Brooke oils herself all over after stuffing and rubs and plays with herself as she enjoys the satisfaction and tight feeling of stuffing herself to such extreme levels. Brooke's face is shown as she rubs the oil over her belly and boobs playfully and her lips are shown succulently indulging in the sugary drink and fatty carb loaded food. New stretch marks all over Brooke show her gain is well and truly into the later stages as she progresses towards her goal weight. šŸ’–šŸ’«
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  12. lexxyy

    Pizza Jiggles

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    Lexxyy has gained atleast 4 extra lbs since Thanksgiving! Her stomach has been soooo stuffed and bloated ever since Thursday! Yoga pants are the only thing that fits her right now! She decides to show off her jiggly belly and thighs in some tight clothes, talks a little bit about her belly gain with a FAT slice of pizza that her roomie got for her for lunch! Lexxyy already ate lunch, but she couldn't resist FREE PIZZA!?! šŸ˜šŸ˜› Olives, mushrooms, salami, pepperoni, blue cheese, onions, parmesan cheese... SO YUMMY!!! šŸ˜‹šŸ’¦šŸ’¦ Notice that Lexxyys double chin has been gaining too.. šŸ¤” uh oh.. lol
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  13. My friend Lilly wrote a story about one of her favorite DC characters, Poison Ivy. She doesn't have very much of a following since this is her first story, so I got her permission to signal boost this. Here's a link to her DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/harieyquinzel Here's the story. Enjoy. It was day 3 of a heat wave in Gotham City, a strange anomaly but of all the Gothamites, Poison Ivy, was the most able to take advantage of this. She was spending another day on the rooftop of her latest hideout in nothing but a leaf bikini and a pair of sunglasses which Harley had jokingly given her the last time they met. Slightly bored, she picked up her phone that she had left by her side, checking the latest news reports in case of anything she might be able to use, but alas there was nothing. ā€œI could use another lazy day anyway.ā€ She remarked, smirking a little. After awhile, she drifted into a nap. Waking up a few hours later, Ivy decided to tend to her plants she had inside the building, but decided to get into her normal leafly corset but after taking off her bikini panties, Ivy notices some red marks where they had been digging into her, running a finger over the marks, she muttered. ā€œBetter stop getting as much sun..ā€ After a second, she smirked and said ā€œphotosynthesis does have its cons.ā€ After putting her regular corset on, having loosened it a little to allow for the past couple days, she began to tend to her plants, whispering to them all, ā€œYou'll all have your day soon, something will come up soon b**sā€¦ momma promises.ā€ After a couple of more days pass, Ivy's phone went off from a news alert. The Gotham City Botanical gardens would be hosting a fundraiser where they would be holding for one night only, a rare plant only found naturally in South America called the zombie root. Put together with this was a weather report saying that today would be the last day in the heatwave. ā€œBetter make the most of it.ā€ Ivy thought to herself before going up to the buildingā€™s roof, her ass jiggling slightly. Ivy spent the rest of the day up there, forgetting about her recent realisation about what happens if she spends too long out in the sun. When night fell, she rushed down back to her makeshift living room, getting a little out of breath from the effort of moving at such a speed. ā€œI should grab something to eat.ā€ She thought to herself, thinking being out of breath meant she needed more energy. After she fixed herself a couple of chocolate spread sandwiches, she attempted to put her iconic corset back on but was unable to. ā€œWell I did just eat..ā€ She thought to herself, before making new one with help from a couple of her nearby plants. The end result being a skin tight dark green dress, that showed off her newly chubby belly and empathised on her larger breasts, while also leaving her chubby arms and thunder thighs completely visible. Later that night, roughly about ten minutes before the fundraiser was due to start, Ivy made her way into the building where the plant was being held, having convinced a hired guard to tell her what room it was in, she slowly went her way to it, doing her signature strut as she did so. With surprisingly little difficulty, she managed to grab the Zombie root. ā€œThe rest of the rent-a-pigs are probably away eating donuts.ā€ She said ironically, unaware of exactly how big she had recently gotten. Taking the opportunity of a lifetime which has taken the form of an unlocked window, she attempted to get out but got stuck. ā€œThe price I pay for protecting plant life!ā€ She hissed under her breath before managing to free herself. Below the windowsill she found herself now on, was a large Lily pad she had gotten to wait for her arrival, jumping down, her breasts jiggled uncontrollably for a couple seconds before making her clean escape. After having succeeded in liberating the zombie root from the meatbags at the Gotham City Botanical Gardens, Ivy decided to celebrate and had grabbed herself a carrot cake, in which she had planned to have a slice that night, then use the rest to give herself energy when she couldn't get sunlight. This however had shortly changed when she took her first bite, she nearly moaned in pleasure from the taste and once Ivy finished her first slice, she cut herself another. And another. And another. She simply had to have more. ā€œThis must be what heaven is like!ā€ She thought to herself. She kept eating more slices there was no more of the cake left, clutching her slightly swollen stomach from having just ate an entire family sized cake, she burped and drifted off into a sleep. Two months later Ivy was awoken by her phone going off, another news alert. As she went to pick her phone up, all that could be heard was the crinkling of wrappers from her midnight snack from the previous night. Pressing the power button, she quickly read what the alert said. It was about the Titan Arum, an endangered species of flower, officially being declared extinct. ā€œWhat?!ā€ Ivy shouted in outrage, sitting upright, her belly sitting itself on her lap. She got up and stormed over to her kitchen and made herself a four-cheese sandwich with a bag of chips to go with it. She scarfed it down in what she tried to tell herself was an attempt to temporarily distract herself from her anger but deep down was actually hunger for human food. After cleaning the crumbs from her meal off herself, she put on a corset she had recently made, but when she sat down to have a second breakfast, her belly ripped completely through the leaf like fabric, causing her to become slightly embarrassed with herself. ā€œI guess I have gained a bit of weight recently....ā€ After managing to heave her 260 pound body up once again, she begrudgingly made herself yet another outfit, just as skin tight as usual. As she went to leave however, she grabbed herself a full pack of chocolate biscuits for the trip. About half an hour later, she had made it back to Gothamā€™s Botanical Gardens. ā€œHmphā€¦ haven't been here since the heist.ā€ But without a second thought, she walked up to the front door, her ass and boobs shaking uncontrollably with each step she took. Using a vine to break down the door and several others to tie up the different people within the gardens, Ivy strutted in, looking for someone to prey on, who might know who was responsible for the last few seedlings of the Titan Arum. Before she could, a deep voice boomed across the room from behind her. ā€œIvy!ā€ Ivy turned around with a smirk on her face and opened her arms a little to help show her body off a little. ā€œLike what you see Batman?ā€ She teased. Batman as per usual, avoided the question and started to walk over Ivy. As Batman did so, he pulled out his custom handcuffs. ā€œI'm giving you a chance here Ivy. Give yourself up and come wi-AGH!ā€ Before he was able to finish his sentence, Ivy pulled a vine out of the ground and used it to trap Batman. After the vine stopped twisting and tugging at Batmanā€™s body, it released a gas designed to slow someone down from multiple flower heads that were beginning to bloom over it. As the gas released, Ivy took her chance and ran away as fast as she could, her entire body jiggling wildly and sweat already dripping down from her head into her cleavage. However, during this time Batman slipped out a bat shaped flip knife and cut his way out of the vines. He gave chase but it didn't take him long as Ivy had ran out of breath and was lying down completely exhausted and could offer little resistance to Batman arresting her. Around half an hour after her capture, Ivy was already placed back into her cell within Arkham. As she got settled down, she rested her head in her hand, using her gut to help support her arm, she growled slightly under her breath as she swore revenge for Batman taking advantage of her new weight. After awhile though she heard a familiar giggle echo through the corridor and the source was getting closer.
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  14. The next day approaches, and Cody nearly drowns! Chapter Thirteen I woke up the next morning to the pleasant sight of Candace slipping her legs into yoga pants. ā€œYou getting up?ā€ she asked, tugging the yoga pants into place. When she let go, her buns jiggled just enough for me to notice. ā€œUgh,ā€ I lifted myself to a sitting position. ā€œIsnā€™t it a little early? We stayed up pretty late.ā€ She turned to face me, bare-chested. When she put her hands on her hips, it was her pert titsā€™ turn to jiggle. ā€œPlease. Just because weā€™re out here doesnā€™t mean I donā€™t have a workout planned for you.ā€ ā€œOut here? What do you have in mind?ā€ She tossed my outfit at me. ā€œGet dressed. Weā€™re going on a run.ā€ Oh no! Having her burn those preciously-gained calories was the last thing I wanted! ā€œA run? That doesnā€™t fit into bodybuilding, does it? Itā€™s like running away from your gainz.ā€ She looked onwards for a brief moment, as if pondering what I said. Was this an excuse for her to lose weight? ā€œNot if you donā€™t run too far. Besides, itā€™s a great way to tone your calves. Trust me. Youā€™ll love it.ā€ A few minutes later, we were outside on the beach, which narrowly snaked its way between high cliffs on one side and turbulent waves on the other. It was a cold week, with fog shrouding the resort from view. Drizzle drifted everywhere, and I was already soaked. ā€œYou sure about this?ā€ I asked half-heartedly. She stood before the waves in a wide stance, feet sinking into the sand. ā€œItā€™s not that bad. You wonā€™t remember how cold or wet you are when weā€™re back inside. Plus, the viewā€™s spectacular.ā€ ā€œYouā€™re not wrong,ā€ I shrugged as I rubbed the sides of my arms. ā€œMaybe weā€™ll feel warmer when we start running.ā€ ā€œExactly,ā€ she turned to face me before pointing down the beach. ā€œNow hereā€™s how this is gonna play out. Start running down the beach and make sure you stay ahead of me ā€“ you donā€™t wanna know whatā€™ll happen if I catch up with you.ā€ ā€œBut how far are we ā€“ā€ ā€œIā€™m giving you a ten second lead ā€“ go!ā€ I started a light jog. It was harder than I thought. My feet sank into the soft sand with each step. But perhaps if I was having trouble, then she would too? I glanced behind me. Oh God, she was fast! She grinned like a ravenous wolf as she closed the distance between us, legs pumping and sand flying. I faced forward again and willed my body to go faster. A large wave crashed and rolled its way past one of my feet before I could dodge it, soaking my foot. ā€œDonā€™t let me catch you!ā€ I heard her voice dangerously close. ā€œKeep runningā€¦ until I make you stop!ā€ This torment continued for far too long. As the minutes crept slowly by, I wondered how many miles sheā€™d chased me. Three? Four? The beach was narrowing, and I tried to jump over several waves to stay relatively dry. On a positive note, I wasnā€™t cold anymore, and Candace had slowed her pursuit. The cliffā€™s edge curved towards the ocean just ahead. As I approached, I could see that the beach ended there. Would she stop chasing me there? ā€œDonā€™tā€¦ think you canā€¦ stop!ā€ she huffed. ā€œTurn around!ā€ My lungs! My legs! They burned! I could see now that running in sand was more of a workout than I thought. The way back was different; the beach was narrower than I remembered. Was the tide coming in? Sure enough, the waves were beginning to lap against my shoes more frequently. ā€œCandaceā€¦ā€ I panted. ā€œThe tideā€¦ we gotta go!ā€ ā€œDonā€™t worryā€¦ it doesnā€™tā€¦ get too high!ā€ ā€œBut my socks!ā€ ā€œEmbrace it!ā€ By the time we reached the resort, we were wading slowly through knee-high waves, shivering and holding hands, the running challenge forgotten. ā€œThat was crazy,ā€ I said as I nearly slipped on a rock under the frothing water. ā€œWasnā€™t it? I didnā€™t think the tide would screw with my plans, though.ā€ ā€œWhat plans were those, again?ā€ ā€œOh, I was going to keep you running until you couldnā€™t anymore. Then I was going toā€¦ hmā€¦ teach you wrestling moves.ā€ ā€œOh, I like that. Maybe tonight?ā€ ā€œDefinitely. But first, letā€™s dry ourselves up and eat breakfast.ā€ ā€œThere isnā€™t a word in that sentence that I donā€™t love.ā€ A few minutes later, we were in the buffet room with a spectacular view of the foggy, stormy sea. I took a good look at the delicious, fattening holiday food laid out for us, slightly bemused by the faint hint of frustration on Candaceā€™s face as she looked at it. ā€œOh, what a shame,ā€ I smiled at her. ā€œThey donā€™t have your favourite food here! Wanna go back outside and graze in the pasture a little?ā€ ā€œShut up, you,ā€ she punched my arm. ā€œItā€™s whatever. I donā€™t need to eat a salad everyday ā€“ and I hate salad, by the way.ā€ She ended up serving herself a modest portion of french toast, eggs, and bacon. It wasnā€™t as much as I wished she would eat, but it was definitely at least half the caloric intake she allowed herself each day. ā€œEat,ā€ she pointed at me with her fork. ā€œYou burned a lot of calories on that run; you need to prevent yourself from losing gainz.ā€ ā€œRight,ā€ I stared at my empty plate. Then I had an idea. ā€œBe right back.ā€ This time, I had two plates. One was for me, of course. The other was for her. I picked food for her carefully, making sure it was healthy, but still fattening so as not to raise suspicion. I was tempted to fully load her plate, but restrained myself. Sheā€™d already nearly finished one plate, and it was only breakfast after all. When I returned with two steaming plates, she laughed quietly. ā€œThatā€™s more than what I meant.ā€ ā€œThis? Nah, Iā€™m only eating one. I got the other one for you so you donā€™t have to get up.ā€ I placed the plate next to her first one. She frowned, pursing her lips. ā€œOh. Thanks.ā€ I casually ate my food, trying not to stare too much at her slender belly slowly starting to stuff to the brim. Excellent. A couple more days of this and her stomach would surely stretch out, getting used to bigger portions and increasing her already ravenous appetite. The only problem with this plan was her calorie-counting app, which would warn her if she binged too much. Oh well. Baby steps. Hopefully, I could convince her to treat this entire weekend as a cheat period. ā€œAfter this, you want to watch more Netflix?ā€ I asked innocently, wondering if she would be open to drinking this early. ā€œIā€™d love that,ā€ she smiled as she chewed.
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  15. Some oldies too, around early 2017 I would say like this opening post
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  16. This chapter is brought to you by copious amounts of Bossa Nova and Samba. Chapter Fourteen About a season and a half of Game of Thrones later, Candace sighed against my shoulder, stuffed and happy. I felt her wriggle slightly as she drew her legs into herself, curling into a cat-like ball of contentment. ā€œI think we need to stop the drinking game,ā€ she purred. ā€œWhy?ā€ I rubbed her back slowly. ā€œYou feel sick?ā€ She shook her head. ā€œNo. I mean, a little.ā€ ā€œWhatā€™s wrong?ā€ ā€œJustā€¦ Iā€™m still a little stiff. You know, from the high tide pushing rocks against me.ā€ ā€œYouā€™re sore?ā€ My hand swept down the curves of her sides to her legs. I squeezed her outer thigh; coiled with muscle, but pleasantly smooth and soft. ā€œRight here?ā€ ā€œMmā€¦ā€ Candace purred as her legs flexed against my fingers. ā€œIt feels so bad.ā€ She was totally playing me, but I didnā€™t care. This was perfect for me too. My hand swept longingly for the back of her thigh, seeking that sweet softness that was my favourite part of a womanā€™s leg. Sure enough, I found it ā€“ a thin, doughy layer of fat coating her coiled hamstrings. My fingers kneaded its surface as she squirmed slowly, digging her head into the space between my chest and jawline. ā€œThat feels real good,ā€ she muttered into me, hugging my side. Emboldened, I swept around the thigh again, this time on the inside, next to her pelvis. There was much more softness there. I rubbed it back and forth before giving it a passionate squeeze. ā€œSo I guess youā€™re a little bored watching the same show all day?ā€ I asked casually, feeling the crease between her thigh and pelvis. ā€œJust a little,ā€ she sighed. ā€œWe just need a break.ā€ She scooted a couple inches, trapping my fingers for a sweet second. Her butt was angled sideways now, so I took some liberty massaging it next. ā€œSo whatā€™s your favourite music?ā€ I asked casually as I rubbed her cheeks, which were starting to swell past her thighs. ā€œHmā€¦ I think I listen to a little bit of everything.ā€ ā€œHa! Coward.ā€ She raised her head off of me. ā€œWhat?ā€ ā€œEverybody says that. Theyā€™re not brave enough to admit what they like.ā€ ā€œI am not a coward. Want me to prove it?ā€ ā€œMaybe later. How about this? You ever heard a song that reminds you of someone you know?ā€ ā€œOh my God, yes. All the time.ā€ ā€œSo what song reminds you of me? Whatā€™s my theme song?ā€ ā€œHmmā€¦ the song that reminds me of you the most is Iā€™ll Make a Man Out of You.ā€ ā€œHuh. Isnā€™t that a Disney song?ā€ ā€œIt totally is! Itā€™s from Mulan!ā€ ā€œReally? I told you I havenā€™t owned a TV in a few years, right? I think I saw that movie when it was in theaters as a kid, but I donā€™t remember much about itā€¦ā€ ā€œOh my God, Cody. Lean up next to me real quick,ā€ she pulled her phone out and immediately started looking up the song. ā€œWe need to watch this movie someday.ā€ ā€œOh, look at that,ā€ I grinned at the 90ā€™s style cartoon gimmicks. ā€œIs that guy me?ā€ ā€œThatā€™s Mulan, Cody. Sheā€™s a girl.ā€ ā€œWhat? Whatā€™s she doing in the army?ā€ ā€œHoly shit. How old were you when you saw this?ā€ ā€œI dunnoā€¦ five?ā€ We watched the entire music video, Candace gushing happiness as I frowned to myself, wondering if not having a TV was a mistake. When it finished, Candace twisted around to face me directly, hazel eyes wide with anticipation. ā€œSo whatā€™s my theme song Cody? Tell me!ā€ I paused for a moment. The song going through my head was Fatty Girl by LL Cool J, but that was a major no-no. ā€œEver listened to Brazilian music?ā€ I asked. ā€œNot reallyā€¦ā€ ā€œItā€™s my favourite music in the whole world. I donā€™t speak Portuguese, though, so I have to look through my playlist to find it.ā€ ā€œSo I remind you of Brazilian music?ā€ ā€œSometimes. Itā€™s relaxing ā€“ like you.ā€ ā€œAw, thatā€™s sweet. Find the song!ā€ I scrolled through the long list of foreign songs. ā€œHereā€™s one: Outra Vez. It means ā€œuntil laterā€ or something like that. ā€œOh wowā€¦ thatā€™s my song? Thatā€™s so sweet!ā€ ā€œMore like the song I think of when youā€™re not with me. Hold onā€¦ you might like this one. Itā€™s called Berimbau. Not sure what itā€™s aboutā€¦ā€ ā€œOoh, I like that. So are you attracted to Brazilian girls too?ā€ I smirked. ā€œArenā€™t you Brazilian? You look pretty tan.ā€ Smooth. She grinned back at me. ā€œIā€™m a mutt. Iā€™m not sure what I am ā€“ā€ ā€œWait, I found it! This is your song!ā€ ā€œWhatā€™s it called?ā€ ā€œA Menina Danca. Not sure what itā€™s about, but it kind of sounds like youā€¦ā€ ā€œIt totally does not,ā€ she shook her head as she swayed with her arms waving slowly. ā€œShe has a cute voice, though.ā€ ā€œWell, itā€™s this or Living Dead Girlā€¦ oof!ā€ ā€œThat was rude! Do I look like the crypt keeper to you?ā€ ā€œItā€™s hard picking a song for you! See, youā€™re so beautiful and sexy, but also a badass at the same time. What kind of song reflects both those things?ā€ ā€œYou fool! No song can contain all that is my glorious personality!ā€ ā€œHow about spirit animals, then?ā€ ā€œWhat about them? Whatā€™s my spirit animal Cody?ā€ ā€œBear,ā€ I said without thinking. ā€œBear? What makes you say that?ā€ Bears binge on wild game, gain a huge amount of weight, and hibernate in the winter. I wouldnā€™t tell her that, though. Time to think quicklyā€¦ ā€œBears eat everything.ā€ Shit! I made it worse! ā€œWhat? The hell you mean?ā€ ā€œTheyā€™re the ultimate predatorā€¦ they can catch anything. Nothing fucks with bears. And theyā€™re calm and confident most of the time, but they sometimes lose their temper and end up being way faster runners than youā€™d expectā€¦ā€ Candace began crawling closer to me, making me lean back on the sofa as she stared down at me from all fours. ā€œAnd theyā€™ll chase you down the beach for hours. Once they get you in a bearhug, itā€™s too late.ā€ I felt her fingernails digging into my shoulders. ā€œGot pretty strong claws, come to think of it.ā€ ā€œYou bet your ass they do,ā€ Candace sat back on my stomach, pinning my body with her thighs. ā€œHow about me?ā€ I asked, looking up at her. ā€œHmmā€¦ I think youā€™re a river otter.ā€ ā€œOtter? Canā€™t I be something else, like a wolf or something?ā€ She laughed. ā€œYouā€™re still not big or strong enough to be a wolf! You are a thin, hyper river otter laying on his back. Always thinking. Always eating. Always playing. And youā€™re still thin and small because you have an ungodly metabolism.ā€ She stroked my chest, thoughtfully. ā€œIā€™m jealous, actually. I wish we could switch metabolisms, because while Iā€™m cutting here, youā€™re trying to bulk. You shouldā€™ve gained five pounds more than you already have.ā€ ā€œWell,ā€ I chuckled. ā€œItā€™s because my brain is always in top gear.ā€ ā€œSee? River otter. Also, otters are cute.ā€ ā€œSo you promise not to eat me then?ā€ She grinned, leaning down to my face. ā€œLet me taste you ā€“ just a little bit?ā€ As she closed in, she bit my lip playfully. Slowly, her body eased itself down onto mine. The swell of her abs against mine made me twitch with delight.
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  17. FA_Heaven

    Sophie Turner

    Sophie Turner at 0:05 - 0:42 Looks like she gained some weight, she is heading to the true BBW territory, so cool
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  18. buttoning your pants after Thanksgiving - a cautionary tale in 3 parts
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  19. Thatfatguineapig

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  20. Version 1

    Barcelona summer has everything I need, and we all know what that means: Sun, relax, beer, party and siesta. I put on one of my favorite mini dresses (with a bow on my belly) and bought some beers to celebrate the good weather. The truth is that I felt radiant with my huge, round belly shining under the sun. As usual, I do not move too much, so all the photos were sitting or lying in the most comfortable way possible, so I do not get tired at all ! You can see how happy I am to feel all the gas filling my body. At the end of the set, after drinking 6 beers, I felt so bloated that I ended up taking a quiet nap under the sun. Cozy drunk fatty at the sun! El verano ha llegado a Barcelona y todos sabemos lo que eso significa: Sol, relax, cervecitas, fiesta y siesta. Me puse uno de mis mini vestidos favoritos (que tiene un lacito en medio de la barriga) y comprĆ© algunas cervezas para celebrar el buen tiempo. La verdad es que me sentĆ­a radiante con mi enorme barriga brillando bajo el Sol. Como es usual, no me movĆ­ demasiado, asĆ­ que casi todas las fotos se tomaron mientras estaba tumbada o sentada de las formas mĆ”s cĆ³modas, Ā”asĆ­ no hay forma de cansarse! Al final del set, despuĆ©s de beber 5 de las 6 cervezas, me sentĆ­a tan hinchada que acabĆ© por tomarme una siesta bajo el Sol. Ā”Gordita borracha al sol!
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  21. This Korean actress is getting fat She called Chrystal Soo Jung
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  22. I CANT DESCRIBE THE FURY THT IM FEELING NOW...šŸ¤¬šŸ¤¬šŸ¤¬šŸ¤¬ SOME ONE IS TRYING TO BE SUCCESSFUL IN INSTAGRAM USING MY NAME AND PICTURES.... ALSO PICTURES FROM OTHER MODELS.... I DONT HAVE INSTAGRAM!!!... THAT ONE IS TOTALLY FAKE AND IM SUPER WORRIED BECAUSE 2,000 AND MORE ARE FOLLOWING THAT FAKE ACCOUNT, PLEASE... DO NOT FOLLOW THE ACCOUNT AND IF U CAN HELPED ME REPORTING, I WILL BE SUPER THANKFUL WITH ALL OF YOU.
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  23. AvataŠ³

    Kirsten Dunst

    Can't decide which to share...so I'll share them all... Damn, she's looking really goooood!
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  24. Handel

    Mal Malloy (MAEBH17)

    207.8 Closer to 208 than 207, haha. Goddamn, she looks good, though. Google other people with her bmi. She's a sex goddess. Jesus Fried Chicken, that woman is gonna give me a heart attack. Too much blood focused in the penis. I ain't even mad. Edit:37.8 pound gain in a year and a few months. She was 180 / 41-32-52 in Aug 2017. She is looking thicc and juicy af. Attached are pics from said measurement / weigh in vid for comparison.
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  25. Goddess shar

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  26. Fer30crespo

    About to being full of cake

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  27. She is so wonderfully fat.
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  28. Her breasts have literally doubled in size! Nipples that point away from each other aren't that common....and extremely sexy!! You are a lucky man!!
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  29. Hi folks, Please help report this account. https://www.instagram.com/laura_fatty/?hl=en follow the steps outlined below.
    2 points
  30. Version 1.0.0

    Watch me prance around in my Extra Small Nike pink running shorts. There's no way I can wear these in public anymore!! I used to be able to walk around in these when I was 130 lbs, but at 200 lbs NO WAY! I love to play with my belly for you, watch me fulfill your dreams in my tiny pink shorts and my long sleeve crop top!
    $6.99
    2 points
  31. Plussizeladyonamission

    Am I cute

    Am I cute
    2 points
  32. This belly is about to blowwww šŸ–
    2 points
  33. WOW that vid.. oh my gosh, I hadn't realised how round and soft her belly has got until I saw this one!! That's amazing!! If you accept any request I would say to do more vids.. I loved the interaction between you two in that! Would be nice to see her fit into old clothes and you helping maybe? If then she sits with her potbelly bulging and starts eating something that would be just the icing on the cake!! šŸ˜‹
    2 points
  34. LOL I love this response. I do in fact lift, thanks for noticing my goodness what happened to her? very much appreciated! and of course, it wouldn't be thanksgiving without a proper before & after...
    2 points
  35. Jerryd

    Wife has put on a few

    Before and after dinner. Don't worry, shes still eating too.
    2 points
  36. šŸ˜˜ This weekend Iā€™m planning to share you many before and after pictures... You are not gonna believe that the girl in the pictures was me...šŸ–šŸ–šŸ–
    2 points
  37. Feedism couple loving up on that fatty fit realness
    2 points
  38. Well it's that time again! No sign of dieting and we're heading into christmas. Weight unknown but certainly not 'less than before'
    2 points
  39. To quote her from the video "I'm super fat now, let's do this"
    2 points
  40. Miners666

    Mal Malloy (MAEBH17)

    Man, the term White Knight always makes me roll my eyes even if it happens to be appropriate sometimes. Anyway, just saw these, think I'm going to die, omg šŸ˜
    2 points
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