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Find out why my friends and family are saying my weight has gotten out of control! New video is up now in the clips store.. This is my longest and most detailed video yet!

sounds like you aren't the only one I'm just gonna submit this picture from today without comment and you all can draw your own conclusions about the state of her work pants:

Once upon a time... Some people are asking where I came from. That's it guys, the rest you pretty much know.

I just posted my newest video in the clips store called "Find out why my friends and family say my weight has gotten out of control" It has 100% true and authentic stories about people in my life and their reaction to my weight.. The crazy thing is that all of these stories either happened or began 30 pounds ago! This is definitely my longest and most detailed video yet so if you like stories and fat chat this will be my best video yet! 😘

"I'm so fat." "....let's make a video." who am I to say no?

Ever read something that turns you on unexpectedly and you gain a new fetish? Chapter Twenty With no hope of getting back sooner than Wednesday, we made the best of traveling around LA and enjoying ourselves. We watched a few movies at the theatre, took a tour through Hollywood, ran around the tops of nearby hills, and even walked around the beach (to give Candace an excuse to wear her bikini). Of course, between each activity, we were eating at the best restaurants we could find, and that was what I enjoyed the most. Candace would nip at her food in typical ladylike fashion, yet somehow, as I casually ate my own food, I would look up and suddenly she was almost done. She was like a tractor harvesting corn, except it was an electric-powered tractor that didn’t make much noise… or maybe a chipmunk. Her stomach had no limits, and I always wondered why her stomach wasn’t way bigger than it already was. It made all the logical sense of my Skyrim character somehow carrying three hundred pounds with no visible evidence of such. Still, I did my best to keep her stuffed to the absolute limit at all times. She wandered the city holding my arm, a dreamy expression on her face similar to a woman who’s pregnant. One day, we returned to our hotel room, the television replaced, and got back to watching random channels. About three hours in, she curled herself into a ball and rested her head on my lap. When I moved my arms to rub her back, I noticed her slow, steady breathing and realized that she was sleeping. I forgot whatever was happening on the TV as I marvelled at the cat-like creature warming herself against me. I brushed stray hair off her face and stroked it into place behind her shoulder. She was completely at peace; there was no hint of any stress on her angelic features. As my attention trailed down her graceful form, I noticed how soft her body was becoming. Petting her arm, I smiled at the squishing sensation against my fingers. The thin layer of fat over her triceps and biceps was like smooth velvet, and warm to the touch. Further down, I eyed the steadily-expanding ball that was her ass. Legs curled as they were, it only stuck out further. She was still wearing her white shorts, and still loved walking around with them unzipped, but I doubted she could zip them up anymore. What if she did? Her hips had widened at least an inch or two… would she have love handles? Candace’s body swelled with a deep, inhaled breath. She was probably waking up, but instead of getting up, she rubbed her head deeper into my lap. I smiled and turned my attention back to the commercials running on TV. Wasn’t I the luckiest man on Earth? There was nothing I would change about my life… that is, nothing I wouldn’t change that was already changing slowly but surely. “So our plane takes off tomorrow morning,” I noted. “Yep,” Candace sighed, peeling out of her clothes. I glanced across the hotel room towards Candace, her body silhouetted against the sunset in the window. Her arms struggled to unlatch the back-hook of her bra, the last item of clothing on her wonderful body. “Looks like it leaves at 9:52am,” I noted, glancing at my phone before pulling off my shirt. “I set the alarm for 6:00am, so we don’t have to start sleeping early. Fully naked, Candace leered over her shoulder at me. “Did you think I was going to let you sleep now?” “What do you have in mind…?” My question trailed off when she bent low, reaching below the bed for something. When she resurfaced, she flipped around and bounced onto the bed with her elbows. Something that looked like soap dispenser was in her hand. “Is that soap?” I asked stupidly. “This is oil,” Candace smiled, biting her lip seductively. “I bought this for the contest. You know, so I could make my whole body all smooth and shiny… but I guess this is as good a time to use it as any other.” “So…” I had trouble talking with Candace naked in broad daylight. She crept across the bed towards me, breasts swaying with each move. They looked like they were rapidly approaching C-cup size now, or maybe it was because gravity was pulling them down. Either way, what was I going to ask her again? “The oil… is it going to mess the bed?” “Oh, who cares!” she slumped flat across the bed’s middle. “Just start oiling me already.” “Sure,” I grinned as I grabbed the oil with a shaky hand. I straddled myself over her, sitting on her butt. I could feel her body fidget with anticipation as I squeezed the first bit of oil out and rubbed it between my hands. “Are you starting soon?” Candace mocked me as she pulled her hair off her own back. “You think this is my first time?” I leaned forward. “Please. You didn’t know what the oil was when you saw it.” “You got me there,” I shrugged. “But I still know what I’m doing…” I started with her shoulders, rubbing with my palms before digging in with my fingers. Tense muscles relaxed and my firm hands rocked her back and forth. “Mm… you sure you know what you’re doing?” her voice was muffled by the mattress. “I just have to do what you do to me, right? Lift your arms up…” I rubbed my hands down her arms, leaning low over her to reach her fingertips. I noted that in spite of her impressive strength, muscles were less defined now, coated lightly in a smooth sheen of squishable goodness. With her arms glistening, I scooted off her ass and rubbed her back, making her whole body rock with the force of each press. Now came the good stuff. Candace’s ass cheeks rose before me like dark, doughy eggs. To my delight, they had grown more than any other part of her. They had greatly surpassed her thighs, and even creased at the bottom. I lathered my hands with another dab of oil. “You ready or what?” Candace’s head turned impatiently. “This part will take a lot of time and attention,” I replied smoothly. “It better,” she said. I could tell that she was turned on, even though she was pretending to be irritable. “Try not to break it.” I lay my hands on her waist, sweeping down and around to the creases below. Her ass was a magnificent thing to handle. For over a month, I had watched it ripen from a tight, firm thing into a rounded, pliable double-mound. With a hold on each crease, I pushed her ass up, admiring its heft. I couldn’t help myself from squeezing every last inch of each cheek, pressing them against each other, then apart, up and down, round in circles. What impressive progress this ass of hers had made! Like rising dough, I would care for it, knead it, keep it happy, as it swelled and grew within my grasp… “Don’t forget the rest of me,” Candace cooed. “I’d like you to finish my front while I’m still awake…” Right. I made quick work of her legs. I would’ve taken longer, but didn’t want to miss out on what I realized was an opportunity of a lifetime: rubbing Candace’s belly. With her whole back glistening, I grabbed under one of her arms and flipped her over. She stared down her naked front at me, boobs jiggling. I rubbed my way up the front of her thighs, shifting up her body on my knees. When I reached her stomach, I sat back on her legs and paused to dab my hands with more oil. Her abs quivered as she giggled at me. My hands caressed the skin around her navel, rubbing up and down, squeezing experimentally as I discreetly searched for softness. The fat on her hips was spreading up her sides, adding breadth to itself. Meanwhile, her abs were still rock solid, but perhaps… yes, the line that used to cut from her pecs down towards her groin only reached her navel now. The slightest hint of micro-pudge had found its way below her belly button! Yes! It was starting! She lifted herself up to a sitting position, talking me by surprise. Her pert breasts jutted forward, nipples brushing against me. “But I’m not done yet,” I said as she held onto my arms. I couldn’t help but stare at her breasts – my unfinished handiwork. “You took too long,” she grinned as she plucked the oil from my hand. She poured a small bit over my own chest, rubbing enthusiastically. When her hands reached my stomach, she paused, breathing deeply. “You have abs now.” “I always had abs.” She stared back at me and rolled her eyes. Her hands, though, lingered. After a moment’s silence, she shook her head. “It’s too soon.” “What? Having abs?” “Your fat percentage should be just high enough to hide them. That makes it easier for you to put on more muscle.” “Is that so?” I reached for her breasts with my oiled hands and gave them a hearty squeeze. “Then you should take me out to eat more often.” She wrapped her arms around me and pulled close. “Let’s figure out how to get oiled before thinking about other problems.” She leaned me back further and further, until I lost my balance and was on my back. I stared up into her eyes, her breasts swaying at the edge of my vision. “I guess you’re going to try oiling me without using your hands?” Slowly, she leaned down, laying her body atop mine. She never answered my question.

Just posted a brand new video on the clips store called "BBWs Can Twerk too!" Go check it out please

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I don't mind anyone speaking their conscience, but it seems like this guy just parachuted in to the end of the thread and didn't realize that she has mostly taken over posting for herself. Totally a consenting (and enthusiastic) party.

Stuffed with birthday cake ❤

The first pic shows a nice profile view of CH; the second one shows her sexy tummy when sitting. Hope you all enjoy!!!

My friend Lilly, Harleen Quinzel on DeviantArt, https://www.deviantart.com/harieyquinzel has completed a sequel to the Poison Ivy story I posted in a separate thread on this forum. Let us know what you think of it! In a comic style textbox Last time we left off, Ivy was locked up only to be broken out by no other than Harley Quinn. We now join them mid break out! “Hey, how come th’ box gets ta explain what happened an’ not moi?!” Harley explained, somehow knowing about the textbox above her. Ivy running behind her, barely able to keep up and already out of breath shouted back “What are... you... talking... about…?” “The te-..where did it go?” Harley questioned before remembering no one else could break the fourth wall. “Sorry Red… just thought I saw somethin’.” Harley said as she shot an unlucky guard who was in their way with her pop-gun. Ivy, huffing and puffing behind her, covered in sweat and face as red as a tomato, was close to giving up. “Harl, please tell me we aren't too far from the exit now?” “Oh don't worry Red! I got yer car just parked just outside here!” She shouted excitedly while pointing at a nearby door. Before long, they had both managed to make it in the car, driving away to Harley's current hideaway, with Ivy a little worse for wear. “So Red… how did that happen?” Harley quizzed, without taking her eyes off the road. “How did what happen?” Ivy said in a bad attempt to deny her recent weight gain. “That!” Harley said, taking one hand off the steering wheel to poke Ivy's belly for a second, her finger sinking in a bit, before sheepishly taking a good grip back on the wheel. “Well… you see Harl...” Ivy began to get flustered, clearly embarrassed her girlfriend had taken such a notice to her new body and couldn't seem to look past it. Red relax! I don't care! Sometimes plants gro-” Harley burst out laughing at her own terrible joke, unable to finish her sentence. “Harley!” Ivy spat out, unable to see the humor in Harley's joke. “It's not like I like being like this!” As Ivy said this, she picked up her gut and dropped it on her lap, causing her entire torso and thighs to jiggle, for emphasis. “Calm down Red!” Harley said apologetically. “I was just teasin’ ya! It's cuddle fluff! More of ya ta love!” Ivy only grumbled in response. After an hour or so, the terrible twosome had made their way to Harley's house, a big building on Coney Island. Rushing up, Harley left Ivy to make her own way up. Once again drenched in sweat, Ivy finally made her way up to the top floor where Harley stayed in. “I'm low on energy. Have you got anything to eat here Harl?” Harley shouted back where to find the food and to bring her some. While Ivy went about preparing a meal for them both, Harley was talking to her pet beaver, Bernie. “I'm so happy she's back Bern!” Harley squealed. Without moving his burnt mouth, Bernie replied, “Yeah… I heard her coming a mile away.” “Bernie! Don't talk about Ivy like that!” “Talk like what?” Ivy said in her usual seductive voice, managing to walk up behind Harley without her noticing, holding a tray with two heaping bowls of macaroni and cheese, one for each of them. “Oh nothin’, nothin’!” Harley said, suddenly a bit flustered. “So is that fer both of us..?” Ivy smiled politely, finding Harley's flustered behavior cute. “Yeah, I hope you like it.” After about an hour of eating, or in Harley's case, painful stuffing as she had eaten it all to be polite, they had both finished lunch, Harley clutching her incredibly stuffed stomach and Ivy already having gotten hungry again and eating her forth packet of chips. Moaning in pain, Harley set aside her plate before laying back, still clutching her gut, slowly drifted off to sleep, during which Ivy decided to sunbathe for a short time on Harley's roof before going back down. Noticing Harley still fast asleep, Ivy decided to make a phone call. Harley was awoken by her door being knocked on. Getting up, still feeling slightly full from her lunch, she answered it, which to her surprise was a pizza delivery guy. “So I'm guessing you're having yourself a bit of a party ma'am?” He asked while he started to pull out different goodies from his travel bag. “Urm… no? Sorry I didn't order any pizza.” Harley replied, tilting her head a little. A happy, “I did!” came from behind Harley, from Ivy, who was now wearing an ill-fitting dressing gown she had left at Harley's for whenever she was over. “To pay you back for getting me out, don't worry I'll pay....” She said before grabbing the delivery guy by his shirt and slowly kissing him, causing him to fall under her control. “So uhhh… wh-... what can I do for you miss...?” “Ivy will do and you can start by giving us all the food you have in that bag and any more you have outside, as well as the money.” She said, winking at the guy before he walked off in a drunk like fashion, only to return minutes later with more food and a little over $125 in cash. After getting everything set out, there was a total of: 4 pizzas, 1 large bottle of Coke, a tub of ice cream, 2 small boxes of brownies and some garlic bread. Having somehow forgotten the previous lunch, Harley and Ivy dug in. “Ahh, a girl can get used ta this!” Harley exclaimed happily just before taking a bite out of her pizza. After some time, both Harley and Ivy had managed to pass out into a food coma, stuffed beyond their limitations. A couple weeks later “Ivy! Come quick!” Could be heard panicky through the building, before heavy footsteps followed them. “Wha… what… is it… petal?” Ivy asked, bright faced and exhausted from having moved at such a quick pace. “What do ya mean what is it?! My clothes won't come on!” This was true, she was just standing in a very tight bra and panties, with her shorts about half way up her thighs, looking a little stuck and her corset was laying on her bed, the zip broken from being unable to contain Harley's heavy chest. Much to Harley's surprise, Ivy could only smirk. “Red, why are ya smirkin’...? This ain't good!” “Well, maybe not but why not view it like you do with me, cuddle fluff. Being thicker kind of suits you anyway Harl.” “R-really…?” “Yes, peanut.” Ivy said as she walked up to Harley, giving her a hug before placing a hand firmly on her huge ass and jiggling it a bit, causing Harley to blush. “It'll take a lil gettin’ used to if ya want me ta stay like this.” “Well it's not like you'll be catching up to me any time soon.” After this, they both shared a quick kiss before Harley managed to find some more stretchy clothing which still remained a little tight on her. After a little while, Harley decided to take some rubbish out, heading up towards her roof planing to launch it away in her giant catapult she had named the scatapult, but once she got up, she heard a feminine but disguised voice boom from atop the roof entry door. “My my, haven't we been treating ourselves lately.” Turning around to face the voice. “Bratgirl! What are ya doin’ here? Did daddy bat command you?” Making a child like impression of a moody bosses face as she said so. Raising her hands up, Batgirl replied. “Now now Harley, I'm not here to fight…” she jumped down off the entry and began to walk up to Harley. “...yet, we know you're the one who broke out Ivy from Arkham and that you're now harbouring her.” Batgirl jabbed her finger into Harley's chubby chest. “We’re going easy on you for now, if we hear about you or Ivy doing anything else, you. Will. Be. Brought. In!” “Oh will I babybat? Well why don't ya just flllyyyyy awaaaaay back ta yer mucky cave and wait fer me then?!” “This was just a warning Harley, for things to come.” After that, Batgirl grapples directly upwards, entering the batjet, before darting off back towards Gotham. Imminently after this, Harley dashed back towards Ivy, her cleavage bouncing uncontrollably. “Ivy!” She panted. “Batgirl knows I got ya! She said if we do anythin’ she'll take us both in!” Before Ivy could speak, a sound could be heard that was similar to a rope going taunt and then a slightly loud bang as something heavy hit on the wall beside them. “Oh, that's only if we don't get to her first”

Remember those pics of posted last night? 😋

The source of my writing prowess 🤗

I honestly didn't know how else to title this but here are some pics from my phone. Gonna model my curves off (with the most cringiest millennial title ever). I also passed my finals for my fall courses in college so a big HUZZAH for that 👍

The actress/dancer Camren Bicondova seems to have put on some weight, particularly her ass and thighs. https://picturepub.net/index.php?threads/david-mazouz-camren-bicondova-on-set-of-gotham-season-5-in-new-york-city-august-20-2018.226594/ in comparison... hot!

Hey there, enjoy this friday's special discount! And stay tuned for a new video later this evening! Have a nice day

Check out my new video. I eat pizza and pasta and love every bite while talking to you 😘❤️

She’s great on DWTS so I’m excited for what she brings to this show. https://deadline.com/2018/12/carrie-ann-inaba-the-talk-julie-chen-replacement-cbs-1202515526/

Hi all, Im new to Curvage and the entire industry. I would love for you to follow me and become a fan. I will not disappoint! Please let me know in the comments what you would like to see, and I will personalize for you. I am a Milf, 5’3, 250 lbs. I have years of experience in the adult entertainment industry, but took a well deserved break. Now I’m back wanting to please as many as possible. My photo is of me, just normal me on an everyday basis. Comment on what you want, your wish is my command. Until later, XOXO Chubbycatt

Please tell me that happened at work with a huge rip sound so her colleagues knew

That's the real sad irony about this kink/site. You have all these girls here trying so hard to gain, bragging about their "weight" when the lion's share of them are only like 130-200 lbs. But once you have this kink and take one step outside your door into the real world you realize there's these 350-450lb women everywhere you go. And they're not even trying to gain weight – many of them with the mindset that "they're watching what they eat".

Good Morning My Curvage Family! Remember that time I wasn’t pregnant? tehe I was still a piggy then too! im not sure how much of my gain is gunna go away when I deliver....

Shout out to mister white knight who clearly should mind his own buisness. In my opinion, this last pic is fantastic. Would love to see a profile b/a !

Tonight✨✨ December 1st weight in + fat play + fat talk + tight clothes 😘

Oh my god look how huge I’m looking lately! 🍔🍟🍕🐷 And I've not even started with the weight gain shakes yet... 🤭😧

Best photo of Hunter I've seen in a while..

A friend of mine is getting quite chubby now

From this summer

Hello curvage! My name is Ashlee and I'm rather new here. I am super excited to have learned about this site. Everyone is very nice so far and I have definitely had a confidence boost! I have my first photoset up in the clips area if you wanna check it out!

Weigh in + fat chat is always hot 👍

Some videos I don't think we've seen before

not for her

I quite like the fact that she is letting him play with her belly. It’s sexy if you ask me.

Interesting subject I guess. For me, nothing is hotter than the embarrassment of a girl who gained some - blushing, trying to hide the belly, adjusting clothes all the time, talking about getting fat in a guilty voice or overplaying it with laughing it away etc. Seems that there is a bit of a taboo in weight gain or it´s considered as something shameful. This slightly dark aspect is always a turn on for me. Therefore I prefer accidental "real" gains much over the planned thing. A bit of teasing, even playful humiliation (on agreement) is fine for me. But I know that people can be deeply sad about their bodys and I wish they wouldn´t. Same goes for bullying thin or chubby people which is never okay.

Some add-ons ...

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-6282055/Carrie-Ann-Inaba-50-wears-plunging-ballgown-Dancing-Stars.html

GAWD she's plumping up!

Yesterday show Just adding another girl from this show, a curvy brunette