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9ebee No.75[View All]

Hey, it's us again! The unpleasantly sticky corner of /elite/ is back for your viewing pleasure or lack thereof.

I have some content to post to start the thread off right but it hasn't any fat in it yet and I also fear it copies too much off of Natsu-Kashi's work. It's, all in all, rather trash, but here you go anyway.


Emily

All I can really say is always read contracts before you sign them. If you do, you can avoid months and months of anguish and hardship.

I learned this the hard way.

Back then, the world was my oyster. I was just getting started with college, taking classes from all across the board, stuffing myself with whatever knowledge came my way. I was working in a bookshop then, but, as a backup plan in case something ever fell through, I had taken the time over the summer to get a license as a Certified Nursing Assistant; this would, I hoped, fairly well guarantee me a job in a hospital or nursing home if need be. It didn’t seem that would be the case, though; I had plenty of money, plenty of friends, and plenty to do. All seemed to be well.

It was on one such day that I found myself in dire need of lunch and a warm place to do homework. The day was perfect for the endeavour- rainy and cold, with plenty of wind to stir the fallen leaves into a flurry of damp orange- so I summoned my willpower, bundled myself up, and made the trek to a local café famed for its spicy chili. The way there wasn’t long, but I arrived sopping wet all the same. Anxious to distract myself from the chill air around me, I, after a few perfunctory bites of lunch, dived headlong into an essay on modern Austrian patriotism.

I didn’t notice him until he sat down- and even then, I didn’t actually look up until he tapped anxiously on my laptop. Startled, I shut it with a mild pang of worry and appraised the man who had, very suddenly, sat at my table.

He was unnervingly average, a tallish, palish, fortyish man with greying brown hair and a startlingly regular countenance. He was, also, unpleasantly polite, folding his hands and smiling inquisitively at me until I asked, rather bluntly, “What do you want?”

“You are Mitchell Jacobs, right?” he asked, in a very normal way.

“Uh…yeah…” I replied, filled with suspicion.

His smile grew wider. “Ah, good! I’ve heard quite a bit about you from my, eh, colleague at the university, Professor Bormann. Do you know him?”

I nodded once. Professor Bormann was my biology professor, and through the semester we had gotten to know each other rather well. The man clapped his hands together excitedly.

“It’s really a pleasure to meet you, you know. I’ve heard that you’re a very capable young man, just wonderfully so…”

“What do you want?” I cut in. He was really starting to get to me.
The smile dropped briefly from his face, but almost immediately returned. “Goodness me, you’re right. I haven’t even introduced myself! Harold Johnson,” he beamed, extending one hand to me. I glared at it for a moment, then took it, and we exchanged a limp handshake.

“Now, to the point. I’ve heard from Professor Bormann that you’re also a CNA, is this true?”

I nodded. “Yes, I got it over the summer. Why do you ask?”

He looked around. “Well, it’s just… my daughter, Emily, is in need of some serious help. We’ve been able to care pretty well by ourselves, but now… It’s getting so expensive that we both need to work, and we could really use some help.” He smiled sadly. “I know it sounds odd, but we’d very much like to hire you as a sort of caretaker.”

He then named a salary that immediately changed my opinion of him.

“That sounds fantastic!” I exclaimed, barely able to keep from drooling over the amount of money I’d be getting. “Where do I sign?”

His smile changed to a more sinister note, one I would have noticed had I not been blinded by money. “I actually have a contract right here, if you’re interested…” he said, hauling out a thick packet of paper. I took it excitedly and, after a quick glance to make sure the sum he had named was valid, scrawled my signature on the last page.

“Excellent,” he said, taking it back and standing up to leave. “Would you be so kind as to come round next Wednesday?”

“Absolutely!” I cried, nearly spilling my coffee. “See you then!”

And with that, he left, and I returned to my essay, fully unaware that the week until next Wednesday would be my last week of true freedom.

____

“487 Brook Circle…yes, this is it…”

The house I stood before was moderate in size, but was clearly owned by a family of some means. The lawn was impeccably kept, the few decorations scattered around it clearly worth a significant sum. The windows seemed to leer at me, all of them covered over with curtains. For a moment, I considered leaving.

Then I remembered the money that was coming to me, steeled myself, and rang the doorbell.
The door swung open almost at once, revealing an early-middle-aged woman with brown hair and a friendly face. “Are you Mitchell?”

“Indeed I am, Mrs…Johnson,” I said, pleased with myself that I remembered.

She smiled. “Amelia, please, and come on in! It’s really a pleasure to see you.”

“Likewise,” I said, and followed her in.

She led me to a largish sitting room centered around a brick fireplace with a large television centered over the top. Two comfortable couches sat facing it, with a small table holding a bowl of mints in the center. The whole scene looked completely homelike and very friendly.

Too friendly, almost.

The leather couches looked barely used, with the leather crinkled and unblemished. The carpet, too, seemed to have hardly seen feet, its white threads remaining perfect across its wall-to-wall carpeting. For a few seconds I gave serious consideration to leaving.

“Well, Harold’s not home quite yet…” fretted Mrs. Johnson, “so just have a seat right there on the couch. Coffee?”

College life teaches one never to turn down anything free. Despite my reluctance, I accepted and perched carefully on the all-too-new couch. Mrs. Johnson bustled off into the kitchen, and I, not sure of what else to do, looked over the room once more.

In so doing, I noticed something I had missed before- a wall of pictures, filled with beaming faces. In the first one, I recognized the Johnsons, though much younger and clad for a wedding, undoubtedly their own. Below that, a photo of Mrs. Johnson smiling painfully from a hospital bed, then another one of her in the same holding a slimy object that, though not entirely evident at first, was most likely a baby.

That must be Emily, I thought to myself.

The photo wall then turned into a chronicle of Emily’s life. A tiny baby Emily, nestled in her mother’s arms and suckling hungrily on a bottle. A few pictures of a slightly larger Emily sitting vapidly on a bed, chubby cheeks creased with a toothless smile. A before-and-after of Emily as a squishy toddler sitting in a high chair, the before showing a sizeable lunch, the after showing a terrific mess, with Emily sitting in the middle beaming. Emily at preschool, red-faced with the effort of recess. Emily getting on the bus to first grade. Emily getting on the bus to second grade sideways. Emily barely squeezing into the bus to third grade. Emily in a mobility scooter being lifted onto the bus to fourth grade. Emily straining an absolutely massive fifth-grade graduation gown. Emily leaning heavily on a walker clutching a letter reading “HOMESCHOOL EXEMPTION.” Emily sitting on the couch in an ill-fitting, stained T-Shirt, surrounded by food wrappers and crumbs galore.

The spot following that had no picture, just a piece of paper labeled “BED AND OXYGEN.”

I gulped.
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112e5 No.1281

>>1277
I, for one, am all for fat-bottomed loli Tron Bonne, and how you've described the situation.

af4d1 No.1293

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Is anyone interested in seeing a WG fanfiction of Sylvie from the game Teaching Feeling?
For anyone unaware, Sylvie is an abused slave girl adopted by you. At first she is suspicious and untrusting of everything that you do, but slowly falls in love with you when she accepts that you aren't going to hurt her. (Is this a form of Stockholm Syndrome?)
I thought she'd be a great candidate since she was undernourished all her life and now that she has the chance to eat what she wants, she might go completely overboard.

a9363 No.1294

>>1293
Sounds cute to me! I've never played Teaching Feeling but that character sounds cute.
On the other hand, I also really want to see Babysitter part 3, or a continuation of 'A Princess at Home' above, so no matter what you do I'm happy.

9decf No.1298

>>1293
Damn, I'd like to see that.

3ce2d No.1300

>>1293
Yes please

11978 No.1531

Bump

c12bf No.1535

Good, the site's back, now GET WITH THE LOLI'S!

bbcc6 No.1536

Whoo, the site's back! Now we can all continue to not post anything, ever.

af4d1 No.1544

Hey everyone, I got a new job and now my exhaustion from working is a bigger problem than writer's block. Also I have a bad habit of spreading myself too thin over several writing and translation projects and other hobbies. I am making slow progress on both The Special Babysitter and A Princess At Home, and now I will give a tease of what I have done for The Special Babysitter. Enjoy as the style becomes more lewd and strays farther and farther from God.

The unique sound of heavy, trotting footsteps on soft carpet awakens me. I turn over in my bed with open eyes to see, as expected, Madison’s short body and its bulges of fat. However, I did not expect to see her half naked, and start to inhale through my nose (as if a gasp) only to cut it off halfway. She still wears the tight T-shirt from last night, and in her morning sleepiness she allows it to creep up almost to her navel. More impressive though, is that she wears no pants. White cotton briefs cover her crotch and hips and leave the rest of her over-plump, jiggling legs bare. When looking at the naked skin, it is more apparent than ever that her thighs squish together from her crotch all the way to almost her knees. These observations are secondary to the two that lie between them: hips threatening to burst her panties with their feminine-looking fullness, (though I know that under that layer of fat thicker than my fist there is little-to-no maturity in the bone growth,) and the mound above her nether area which stretches the cotton cloth with its swollen ripeness. I imagine mounting her and letting the weight of my hips rest on top of that guardian cushion, and try to guess if it would be soft enough to stay comfortable. No, I violently shake my head on the pillow. It is too soon for those thoughts.

fb5f8 No.1545

>>1544
Nyehh, why must it always be the best of writers who have time-consuming jobs and distractions? You may truly be the best of us.

87d02 No.1547

>>1544
Crossing fingers for description of fatty boobs

9ebee No.1550

>>1545

Hessian, the fact that you just typed "nyehh" merely confirms my suspicion that you are, in reality, a horse.

>>1544

That said, NYEHH

a792e No.1608

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>>578
>>928
Okay I've just finished watching all of Maid Dragon including the DVD shorts and I gotta say I'm with you bastards; not only does she have someone completely infatuated with her that would spoiler Kanna at the drop of a dime while outright expressing her love towards Kannas present softness, they also have Fafnir selling books of curses at Comiket in a city where it seems to very easily run into people you know (infectious WG curse and a dragon that constantly unknowingly flaunts her top tier body around).

I doubt anyone would care about Kanna putting on weight since Dragons can't get sick or whatever while the weight probably would easily come off with a little bit of time in her dragon form.

Riko wouldn't care if the weight spilled over to her so long as she can keep pampering Kanna and her parents don't seem to give a shit what their children do.

c12bf No.1790

Alright everyone, this thread is looking a little dead. What we need are some new posts and potentially some new material. Eromanga sensei just ended, and while the whole thing was trash, there is potential there.

ed8f0 No.1791

>>1790
I didn't watch it. Should I bother?

c12bf No.1792

>>1791
In all honesty, I would. It's not as horrible as people say it is, but it isn't this great anime either. All and all, if you like Loli's, it's probably a good series for you. Not great, but not good.

ed8f0 No.1798

>>1792
Eh, I might check it out. Is there are fat-fanart?

c12bf No.1813

>>1798
That's the thing, there's rather little of it. Hell, there's rather little art of it in general, despite a bunch of people talking about how trash it is. SAO was trash, but that get's a whole sub genre in the FA anime community…

4f99a No.1936

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>>1790
I guess I can share something I started and worked on and off through the last month. The story's based off a character named Miyuki Hoshizora, from Smile Precure. However, the characterization is pretty off to how she is in the show, it's more just me imagining this character in a fairly generic kind of setting and situation. It's my first WG story and I wanted to do something straightforward to get it off my chest.

-Miyuki Hoshizora spent two weeks of her vacation at her grandma's house, and knowing how good of a girl Miyuki was, liked to spoil her with lots of yummy sweets. Cookies and cake were often made for her as between meal snacks, and she ate large helpings as often as she could, often feeling full more often than not. When she got back, she looked only the slightest bit rounder.
-Miyuki's habits changed slightly for the rest of her vacation. She spent more time watching TV, less time outdoors, trying to stay from the dreadful heat. Glazing her eyes amongst the soft glow of her favorite cartoons, she idly munched away at the bag of greasy potato chips. "Miyuki hun, dinner's ready," yelled her Mom. Her eyes blinked back into existence, and noticed the sun that was just starting to rise when she sat down was casting shadows in the opposite direction. Miyuki wiped the salty crumbs off her hands on her softening belly.
-One of the last days of summer, Miyuki went outside with her family to go on a walk around town. She changed her clothes for once into a nice pair of jersey shorts she had at the beginning of the season, only to notice that they suddenly felt tighter than usual! She strained herself a little bit to pull them over her thighs before finally slipped into place, but now noticed that her belly formed a distinct protrusion over her waistband. She thought about what happened, and she might have snacked a bit too much over the course of the summer… but ignored it and went on.
-As she walked throughout town, she noticed that she was starting to get a bit winded while everybody else was still walking and talking. She needed a break. "Hey Mom, since it's a nice day, can you pretty pretty please get me some ice cream?" Miyuki pouted. "Alright, if that's what you want dear," said her Mom, "but you know Miyuki, you've been pigging out a lot lately," she said, eyeing her pudge. Miyuki's face got a little red, but when she got her favorite double scoop ice cream, she completely forgot about it as she started to slurp down the icy confection. "Hey, I decided to get you a little extra." Miyuki turned around and found her grandma holding a second ice cream cone of the same size and flavor. "Oh gee, thanks Grandma!" Miyuki smiled, overjoyed that she got her second helping of ice cream she needed. Miyuki and her family had a family BBQ, and when she got home, she tore off those tight, sweaty jersey shorts, and rubbed her plump, overstuffed gut.
-School had begun, and stress had caused Miyuki's eating habits to continue its unhealthy reign. Chips, soda, cookies, pudding, doughnuts and various kinds of snack cakes always seemed to find their way into the hungry appetite of Miyuki. A big belch was let out as she did her homework over the evening. Something about the junk food she ate made her feel content with wanting to eat more to get the edge off. School was getting very stressful on her, having to walk back and forth between class periods, sometimes even needing to go up the stairs too. The porky girl leaned backward and looked up, daydreaming.
-A few weeks had had passed since the beginning of the school year, and our pudgy girl sat by the TV again, pulling out a small brownie from a package and munching at it. She was feeling down, getting scolded at by her parents for having to pay the school for a new uniform. She knew she was going to need a new set of clothes sooner or later the way she was snacking, but she couldn't help it. She was getting hungrier by the day, it seems. Over the course of the last few months her portions at mealtimes got larger and larger. Miyuki always wanted her seconds of beef and rice, though to be fair her greens were still on the small side. She chugged down on a bottle of her favorite soda and readjusted her seating, leaving a bit of bounce on her body. Her tummy grumbled again, and reached into the box of brownies. No luck, it seems. Miyuki then got a little worried, because she felt really comfortable on the couch, and didn't want to get up to get more brownies. "Miyuki, dinner time!" Her Mom yelled. Looks like it was very convenient timing! Miyuki heaved herself up, leaving a little bounce, and ran to the table. Hamburgers and rice, yes please. The hungry girl gobbled up as much as she could. "Seconds please!" Said Miyuki, helping herself before the rest of the table finished half their plates. "Whoa, slow down there," said her father, noting his daughter's fast consumption rate. Miyuki pretended not to listen while gobbling up a second helping of hamburger, and sighed in content, rubbing her stuffed belly. "C-can I have some dessert?" she said. "Sigh, can't you wait for the rest of us to finish?" Miyuki's dad said. "Awwww…"
-It was getting close to Halloween, and along with the spooky atmosphere brought along by the decorations and costumes brought in loads and loads of delicious candy and sweets. Miyuki, of course, couldn't help but find every opportunity to have a little snack here and there. Her constant habits of eating junk food and lazing around started to have a notable effect on her frame. Her arms are a little doughier, her legs have gotten fuller and plump, along with her rump, which expanded outward considerably. Her smiling cheeks, even when not stuffed with food, grew fuller in volume, and looking closely you could see a second chin forming. And of course, all that food has to be held somewhere, in her big, soft bloated belly, stretching outward to the point where it's starting to sag downward. All this extra weight gave the this plumping girl a somewhat piggish appearance, and her appetite really drives it home. "A little more can't hurt," said Miyuki, taking a decent sized handful of treats from a 'free sample' sign.
-On Halloween day, of course, she got to spend it with her grandma. When she entered the door and saw her smiling face, Miyuki was more excited at the tray of Halloween themed cookies at the table. She grabbed one before hugging her elder kin, and took a bite during the hug. "I know you love sweets, so how about you'd like to learn how to make some pumpkin pie with me?" said her grandma. Miyuki loved the proposition, and spent the evening baking away.
-The piggish girl spent the night away snacking, snacking, and more snacking on the cookies, then the pie. Two generous sized slices were taken immediately by her. Miyuki smelled the deliciousness of the pie, and ate it in as big bites as possible. The weight and heft of the pie immediately slid into her belly, giving her a satisfying sense of fullness around her girth. Upon finishing, Miyuki rubbed her tummy, which felt like a large jiggly ball of dough resting over her back. While watching TV, she idly dug her finger into her gaping belly button, feeling how deep it is, before closing her eyes.
-It was 3:30AM when she woke up, and she had to eat something. Miyuki knew what her goal was, the pie, and she wanted to finish the rest of it if it took her life for it, or at least, that's what her belly's groans told her. Fumbling around in the dark, she eventually finds the handle of the fridge door and opens it, creating a wondrous golden light over her beaming face. Fork in hand, she started stuffing her face over the hapless pie, taking it out little by little. As she ate, she could feel her belly once again fill up with delicious food. There was perhaps only one small slice left before she felt completely bloated, and had to close the fridge door and sit down for a minute before finishing. "I know I can do it, it's just a pie", she kept thinking, before mustering up her appetite once more and finishing the last little piece. Her belly was stuffed to the brim, it almost shook from holding in so much food. "ahhhh…." she said, before closing her eyes, imagining how good breakfast is going to be.
-It's now officially wintertime, and Miyuki's weight not only continued to climb, she wanted to keep going. Ever since that pie, she wanted to find new ways to push herself into eating more food. Obviously, winter treats from Christmas and taking extra helpings of creamy hot chocolate was a way for her to go. There was no other words for it now, Miyuki had grown absolutely fat. Every now and then, she would look at her soft, jiggly body and find new dimples. She had outgrown another size of school uniforms, and her parents are starting to get worried over their daughter's health. Every now and then when Miyuki thinks if she should eat a bit more whether she's hungry or not, she goes straight in and eats some more. Snacks are getting larger, portions at mealtime keep growing, often requesting thirds and her parents have to make extras just for her. All for that big fat gut of hers. Miyuki came back from school and immediately ran over to her spot on the couch to munch on some delicious mini chocolate doughnuts in front of the TV.
-Well, it's official now. Miyuki's belly had grown so fat she can't see her feet anymore, sitting down anyway. When she walks, she waddles her fat thighs and enormous ass cheeks back and forth. When her arms are resting on her sides, they don't go straight down. When she tries to stand up from sitting, she has to pull herself up by leaning forward first. Her life is sitting in front of that TV, eating junk food and getting fatter, and she loves that life. In fact, she now has a TV in her room, where she lays down, sprawled on her bed. "gulp, gulp, chew…", Miyuki's gorging herself on some doughnuts and soda. Her slow waddling and apparent beet-redness that comes off her face from climbing stairs at school is offset by having special permission to leave classes early… but this is spring break. 11 days for her to just lay around and eat, eat, eat. Most of the time Miyuki just gets a snack, then when that's done she gets another snack, and so on until it's mealtime, and boy does she love to chow down on that.
-It's lunchtime at school, and Miyuki's sitting alone with a large banquet of food. At least 3 lunch trays, a few bags of chips and bottles of soda, and a salad… absolutely drenched in dressing and cheese. Nobody bothered to want to sit near her, so she eventually got comfortable pigging out in school as she does at home. Miyuki loves to eat fast and with huge bites, filling up her mouth with as much food as she can. The lunch bell was about to ring, which signaled Miyuki's least favorite class: Gym.
-It was time for physical exams, and the fatass Miyuki was nervous as all hell. "Hoshizora Miyuki!" The gym instructor called out. Miyuki had to hold out both her arms and lean her whole body forward to level her ass off the chair, and waddled towards the scale. The scale struck loud and hard, Miyuki had her eyes closed and trembled. "H-how much do I weigh?" She asked. The gym instructor glanced at her menacingly, and said right back, "I dunno, how much do you weigh?". Miyuki tried to look down, but all she saw was this big, gelatinous ball of jello surrounding her abdomen. She tried to angle herself left and right, but couldn't actually find the numbers by her feet. "I-I honestly can't read it…". The crowd laughed while the instructor snorted in disgust. He leaned over to look at the number, and shouted "112.4 kilograms!". There was a loud gasp in the crowd followed by complete silence. Tears were starting to well up in Miyuki's eyes. "Miyuki, only one year ago you used to be perfectly fit and strong as an ox. What the hell happened?". "sniff… sniff", "c'mon, with a little exercise we can get rid of *this*" said the instructor, giving Miyuki's chub a firm shake. "We can also set up a diet plan for you, get you taken care of and-", Miyuki started to burst into tears. "No instructor I-", Miyuki sobbed, "I… I WANNA BE FAT! WAAAHHH!!". Miyuki cried and waddled out of the gym as fast as she could.
-Sitting on a bench, Miyuki continued sobbing, ignoring the various students pacing back and forth between classes. Notably, one of them, a slender yellow haired girl, stopped and sat next to the crying fatty. "h-hi, I was there when you started crying, are you okay?", said the girl. "N-no, I just… I've gotten so fat, and I, I don't know what to do!", said Miyuki, wiping streams of tears from her eyes. "It's okay, everyone makes mistakes. I never really had friends all year, and it was because I never went out and talked to them.", she said. "Why's that?", "Because… b-because I'm really shy. I'm really shy and scared to talk to other people. But you also doesn't seem to be around other people much, m-maybe we could start being friends? If you don't mind, I mean. Uh… what did you say your name was again?", said the girl. "Well, my name's Miyuki Hoshizora." said Miyuki, "Well nice to meet you Miyuki, my name's Yayoi Kise.". Miyuki wiped off some more tears and hugged her, "I'm so glad you're here for me, everybody seems to make fun of me behind my back." she said. Yayoi began to blush a deep red as she felt the meaty girl wrap her arms around her.
-"Are you sure you can eat all that?" Yayoi asked standing behind the ever hungry Miyuki in the lunch line. "I'm starving, I hadn't eaten in practically all day!" Miyuki pestered, ignoring her rather large breakfast of 4 waffles drenched in syrup and butter with a handful of bacon, and mid-morning snack of a couple jelly doughnuts she keeps in her locker. Miyuki piled her usual 3 lunch trays with food, including her salad drenched in as much dressing, ham and cheese as possible. "Yes, the good cookies are back!" She said, piling on a good 3 or 4 of them on one of the trays, "Hey, would it be okay if you helped me carry this?". Yayoi abliged, looking slightly awkward doing so. Miyuki plopped her lardy ass on the closest seat to the line and began to feast. Yayoi began picking at her food too, but couldn't help but stare at Miyuki's eating habits. It was somehow… admirable to watch such a big girl try to eat so much in so little time. "auuuuahhhhh!" Miyuki stretched her arms, leaned back, and let out a little belch. "oh- I'm so sorry! I can be a pig at lunchtime sometimes…", "No, i-it's okay," admitted Yayoi.
-"huff… huff… grrrrrnnnghhhh!". Miyuki was trying to pull her XL shorts over her oversized waistline. "I can't believe these are already getting tight…". After a bit more struggling, she sat back down, pulled out a couple doughnuts from under her bed, and quickly pigged down a couple bites before heaving herself up and trying again. "hrrrrnnngh! ahh!", she finally pulled them up! The overweight girl loudly plopped her ass back on the bed and lazily munched on the doughnuts, eyes glazed at the TV. Normally on a weekend day like this, she wouldn't even bother getting dressed, or even getting up at all except to eat her grossly increased mealtimes and to take the occasional shit. Getting up in most cases is too much of a burden these days, especially when a treasure trove of sweets and soda is hiding within arm's reach. The main reason for Miyuki's recent burst of effort is because she was planning on visiting her newfound friend today. She reflected on an argument she had with her parents earlier that week… "Seriously? Again? Do you know how much those uniforms cost young lady?" her Dad protested. "I-I'm sorry Dad… I mean it, I'll stop snacking tomorrow, I promise!", "I can't believe how unbelievably fat you've gotten since last summer Miyuki. It's like as in if all you've done this past year was eat us out house and home. You don't go outside, you don't talk to anyone, we have to force you to take a shower on school days. In fact, we don't even know if you had any friends since you started school!". "That's… that's not true…" said Miyuki, sobbing. "I… I have a friend!" she said. "Well if you have a friend, could you at least give them a visit every now and then? We love you, Miyuki. I don't want to see you get fatter and fatter and fatter and have complications later in life.". Miyuki gave her tummy a quick scratch. Her shirt doesn't even reach the bottom, and it was purchased only a couple months ago. She was really given a run down by her parents and the school, they're going to have to start to make a custom sized uniform to contain her bulk. Her eyes averted the TV. Stressful moments like those make her hungry, so she popped open a bag of chips and went to town on them. Yayoi wasn't going to visit for another hour or two.
-A car had pulled over to Miyuki's driveway and out came a brown haired woman and her yellow haired daughter. Miyuki lazily pulled herself out of bed, wiping the greasy crumbs off her shirt, and waddled out the door. "My goodness, I didn't expect you to be so…. erm, hi. I'm Yayoi's mom." Miyuki beamed a nice, big smile and greeted her before they drove off to Yayoi's house. When they got inside, Yayoi showed her friend to her room, which was unfortunately upstairs. "Aw man, upstairs?" she exasperated. "It's okay, I'll help you up," her friend said. "huff, huff… gosh, this is almost as bad as school," Miyuki groaned. Her stomach, not used to being ruptured so much on a day off, let out a hungry rumble. "Oh gosh, I'm so hungry,", "It's okay. I expected it," said Yayoi, "so I made something for you to snack on.". Yayoi pulled out a dozen really delicious looking cupcakes, seemingly made earlier that day by herself. Miyuki's hungry eyes widened, and a little drool went out of her mouth. "I gotta eat those cupcakes," she said, and without so much as waiting for any kind of reply, she grabbed the tray out of her friend's hands and started munching on them. Once again, Yayoi was fascinated in how the hungry girl kept eating through such a large amount of food. These cupcakes were really delicious for Miyuki, as she kept filling her mouth to compacity, letting crumbs get all over her face and flabby gut. "urrrrrp!" the pig let out. "Gosh, did you even taste those cupcakes?" her friend said. "Yeah, they were really good!", said Miyuki, "They made me feel ultra happy!". "Ultra happy?", Yayoi thought. Suddenly, Yayoi felt a flash of emotion within her, and suddenly had an urge. "Miyuki," she asked, "uhhh, are you still hungry?". "hmmmm, well now that I think of it, I kinda always am?" she replied. Miyuki never really put much thought into it. Her growing food addiction just kinda happened when she had previously gotten pampered by her grandma, then wanted to feel that nice, cosy bloated feeling again. Right now, she was feeling a bit warm and stuffed on the inside, but maybe she could feel a bit more peckish since it's a special sleepover with her friend? "I mean sure. Why not? It's a special sleepover and I could always go for some more goodies," Miyuki said, flaunting her stomach a little. Yayoi gulped, looking directly at it.
-"We don't have much, but if you want you can have some cookies if you like!" Yayoi said. Miyuki obliged, can't say no to free food. "Hey, could we just hang out down here in the living room, the stairs kinda…". Yayoi nodded, she knew. Miyuki flipped the television onto her favorite wacky Japanese cartoons while idly munching away at the box of cookies. Yayoi sat close by her fat friend, and couldn't stop thinking about her. "she-she's actually kinda… cute…" she thought. A few hours of TV flew by between the two, as the cookies slowly dwindled down. Yayoi had to have a couple herself, since they were right there. "Hey girls, I'm gonna order a pizza for dinner tonight, what would you like on it?", asked Yayoi's Mom. "hmmm…. hey Mom, would it be okay if we had two pizzas for tonight?". Miyuki's ears perked at that idea.
-It was clear from there that Yayoi was a bad influence on Miyuki's diet. Sleepovers happened every other weekend and they were fairly similar to what happened to the first one, maybe with a bit more junk food and a bit more greedy appetites on the girls' ends. Miyuki's belly fat swelled to the point where she couldn't see her feet at all, not that she needed them much anyway. Her face notably got more plump as well, with a true double chin hanging at all angles. Yayoi of course loved to bake sweets for her newfound best friend. Usually they were given walking home to school, during lunch, between classes, after school, during sleepovers, random visits on the weekends. Yayoi learned what Miyuki loved best and started adding more butter, thick chocolate frosting, ect. It's currently lunch at school right now, Miyuki loading up her trays and Yayoi helping with a little extra helpings. "ugh, umf! These cafeteria tables are getting a bit tight aren't they?", Yayoi bit her lower lip when her friend said that. "Yeah, just a little," she said, "or maybe, that just got a little bit bigger,". Miyuki blushed as Yayoi did a playful poke against her gut. "Well hey, I'm not the only one who just got a bit bigger," she retorted, and poked Yayoi's belly pudge, which just slightly got noticeably bigger. "H-hey, I'm… not getting fat!" she yelled while Miyuki giggled. "Alright, close your eyes. I got a new kind of cupcake for you to try…" Yayoi teased. Miyuki obeyed her command and closed her eyes with her mouth open, tongue sticking out all goofy looking. Her friend leaned in really close and slowly fed her the cupcake. Yayoi's heart was beating super fast and got shaky all over, like as in if this event was absolutely vital for her to do before she died. Miyuki soulfully munched away at the soft, buttery confection as it was fed to her, one doughy arm against her plump cheek. "mmmmMMMMM! This makes me feel ultra happy~!". "I-I'm glad you like it," said Yayoi. She continued slowly forcing the cupcake, even as her friend opened her eyes, down her throat as she ate it, and while not paying attention, her fingers accidently slipped into her mouth. Miyuki then began to suck the chocolatey frosting off her fingers. Suddenly, Yayoi emotionally imploded. Her heart started screaming for her, and a sudden burst of wetness was felt from her nether regions. Miyuki, before eating anything else, slowly turned her head to her friend, who was blushing beyond belief, and gave her a wink, before starting at her meal.
-Somehow, in a year, Miyuki Hoshizora, age 14, went from 49kg to roughly 112kg, more than doubling her weight, right in time for summer vacation. The fatty's gelatinous body plopped hard on the bed, sending waves across her body. "mmmm, my favorite…", she said, opening a box of mini chocolate doughnuts. Chocolaty goodness filled her mouth., "chomp, chomp, chomp…" shoved the doughnuts between her plump cheeks as quickly as possible, smearing chocolate across her lips and face. She ate another one… and another one… and another one… oops! Looks like the box is gone! "hapupu…" the fatty teen said. Miyuki wasn't particularly hungry at that moment, but she began to develop a habit where she poked her pointer fingers in the mid-lower section of her gut and jogged them around. When her gut jiggles for awhile, she starts to feel hungry again. *g-grooooannnnn…* She looked down at her expansive body. Softness puffed out her entire frame, like a vaguely pinkish marshmallow. Months of gorging and gluttony packed her ass, thighs, belly and more with softness. From her perspective, her gut obstructed a fair amount of her downward view. *groooooannnnnnn*… "I hope mom bought ice cream again," Miyuki said. "huffffph!" she said while maneuvering her weight to pull herself off the bed.
-"S-seconds.. please!" said a certain voice in another building. Yayoi's appetite since meeting Miyuki had expanded quite a bit since they became friends. "gulp, chomp, chew…" the meal was devoured quite greedily for such a small girl. "Gosh hun, you've really begun to enjoy my cooking, huh?", "o-oh?" Yayoi blushed. Later that night, the yellow girl decided to take a look at herself in the mirror. She slid off her shirt, then her shorts, which noticeably left some relief on her frame. Yayoi checked her appearance in disbelief. She was softer. She was rounder, flabbier, and heavier. "N-no! I…." she said, pulling back. Feeling a little shake from her arms, she decided to feel them. They were a certainly little bit flabbier. "Could this be…?" Yayoi pondered. She began to recall how she used to barely eat half a burger before putting it down. But hanging out with her rather large friend, she felt more encouraged to eat her fill, and maybe some more. A little bit more fries, drink a little more soda, extra cupcakes and snacks on the side… suddenly, a single plate for dinner was not enough to satisfy her. For the past couple weeks, she asked her mom to pile on more food for her. A small burst of gas channeled through her abdomen. "urrrrrppp!". The pudgy girl fell into her bed. Thinking about her own recent weight gain, then focusing on Miyuki for a bit… then she turned to herself. What if she kept hanging out with her? She couldn't help but feel pleasure in watching her fat friend eat… and snack alongside her. Then Yayoi came to a realization. What's it gonna be like when she's as fat as her friend? Her legs twitched and her chest and body felt hot. Already in her underwear, lying in bed… it's the summer heat as well. Mom was downstairs washing the dishes, and there was only one thought in her mind. Yayoi laid one hand on her belly, and the other pulled down her panties…
-"god I'm starving…", became Miyuki's catchphrase over the summer. She could say that coming out of her room, grab a couple bags of potato chips and soda, run back into her room, and come out a couple hours later for the same thing. Summer brought nothing but snacks, snacks, snacks. Her parents had basically given up on trying to encourage their daughter to get in shape. As the weeks went by you could see the fat gut on Miyuki lean further outward, her stance a little bit lazier and wider, and her summer shorts looking a little bit tighter. The trip to her grandma's for a weekend was not much more than Miyuki getting herself a 10 gallon bucket of ice cream and slowly whittling it down before coming back, sometime midway through breaking the waistband of her 2XL shorts. "uuuUUUUURRRRRPPP! I knew I could eat this pecan pie… oh, I could feel it in my stomach…". She fell asleep in her usual obese stupor, blue light glowing across her expansive body.
- The fat pink girl waddled onto a park bench and heaved her weight into the bench, complete with a slight creak. It was the family cookout again. There were six burgers on a table, and only one mouth it was meant for. "dang bench…" said Miyuki, struggling a bit to fit in before deciding to squeeze her belly fat around the table top. She drooled at the sight of the greasy patties before rudely digging in. As she continued to grow fatter and fatter, Miyuki's eating habits have grown more piggish. "BURRRRRRRRPP!" she said, patting her gut. She felt full and bloated from stuffing herself from such a feast, but she decided to jog her belly with her fingers again until she felt a groan from her tummy. "oh! Ice cream, my favorite!" she exclaimed, looking at the ice cream shop. "huff, urmph..!" Miyuki struggled a bit to pull herself off the bench, the same bench she had only two mere ice cream cones off of before. A hand suddenly came into her peripheral vision. "Hey…" It was Yayoi. "Oh wow hey girl! How's it goin? I see you've been packin in the pounds there~", "Hey, look who's talking!" she pointed, noting her bloated friend lodged in a park bench. "here, let me help you out…" and after a short struggle the fatty broke free of her wooden prison. *grooaaaaannnnnn…* "Now I'm REALLY hungry," said the pink girl, exhausted from managing the slightest bit of effort. "Do you happen to have some money? I wanna get some ice cream really badly!" she said. "Oh don't worry," said Yayoi, with a mischievous smile, "I was counting on that". Not one, or two, or even three, but four ice cream cones were in the fatty glutton's arms. "it's been awhile since we hung out… u-uh…", Yayoi stammered, trying to organize her thoughts towards her friend, "what is it?", Miyuki slurped between greedy bites. "W-well, I have saved a fair bit of money this summer, w-would it be-" "Of course! I'd love to be with my bestest buddy!" Miyuki exclaimed.

4f99a No.1937

>>1936
Dang my formatting sucks, it looked way better in word

112e5 No.1938

>>1937
Pastebin tends to help with keeping the format like it was written with.

Also, in other news, the Kobayashi manga's been updating again, and in chapter 45, Kanna keeps getting belly rubs by her loli-lesbian-lover.
http://kissmanga.com/Manga/Kobayashi-san-Chi-no-Maid-Dragon/Vol-005-Ch-045--Iruru-and-Saikawa?id=376128

This situation could be quite abusable for a weight gain story.

4f894 No.1939

>>1936
It is pretty generic and straightforward, just like you said, but your writing has a certain attitude that make me excited to read it to the end. I think you should keep practicing and keep writing. I'd love to see what you can come up with for original characters.

a792e No.1940

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>>1813
What did you expect; didn't that focus a good bit on a loli making hentai? SAO might have been trash but it still had a big range of good looking females and it also had a lot of action and that video game world theme a lot of people like.

>>1938
It's been updating for a while now; they just put out the chap 57 yesterday.

>This situation could be quite abusable for a weight gain story

And it will be but chap 62 might be where the real gold is but if that bit about Kanna getting belly rubs is enough to make you happy; just wait til you get to where Iruru gets a job.
If you didn't know; there was an OVA put out with the blueray that has the Valentines day stuff on it.
Kobayashi almost molests Kanna.

>>1937
Should reread it; while it's far better than the usual Pretty Cure fat fiction, there's still a lot of wording errors. Also might wanna use a dictionary/thesaurus if you're trying to think of a word but it just won't come out because ruptured is the wrong thing to use unless you're thinking of anything beyond jostled or starved with that sentence.

>>1939
>I'd love to see what you can come up with for original characters
…Don't get him down that road; we already have you, Hessian, and Nowaya. Last thing I need is for you triplets to end up a quad.

4f894 No.1943

>>1940
I know you're not super serious but I'm just glad to see new talent in /elite/ that cares about loli, and that doesn't make me cringe or bored.

a792e No.1944

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>>1943
>I know you're not super serious
Except for the quadruplet part. Only person that makes stories for nonOC characters is Cooly who is far more invested in blueberry lolis when he feels like writing about a loli and then there's you three who seem to have meshed together your love of immobile/near immobile loli and slob and/or sexual content. Kinda wanna see the talent spread out instead of focused on immobile blob lolis and of something I already have some connection to though it's not this time since I have no interest in watching Smile Precure/Glitter Girls or at least not until I've seen Futari and Heartcatch; maybe Splashstar.

9a0d5 No.1945

>>1944
Hey now, I'm no huge fan of immobile blobs. Besides a couple of Writing.com chapters, I'm not sure I've ever even written one. That's more Nowaya's field of expertise.
My problem with fanfiction is that I've generally not seen the show or manga in question, which makes it kinda hard to write the characters. Smile Precure, Glitter Girls, Futari and Heartcatch, Splashstar… I've literally never head of any of them. Plus, it effectively limits one's audience to other people who have also watched the show, since people who haven't are probably going to be lost.

a792e No.1946

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>>1945
>it effectively limits one's audience to other people who have also watched the show, since people who haven't are probably going to be lost
Same could be said for OC stories, you don't exactly need to know a character to enjoy the story and the fact there's physical pictures of the character out there means it doesn't take much to imagine the character. You only really need to know the series if you wanna make good fanfiction instead of just fatfiction with characters you like.

>I've literally never head of any of them

Someone doesn't like Dragonball enough, doesn't like yuri, and hasn't touched magical girl since they were little (Precure took Sailor Moons place as top dog). Also "Glitter Girls" is the name Saban went with when they localized Smile Precure. Futari is the first series and Heartcatch is seen as the best while unlike the other magical girl series; you don't need to watch the older series to avoid missing something since the only time they're joined is in those crossover movies.

When it comes to the Magical girl series; Precure is the one people go to for the fights and yuri undertones.

4f99a No.1949

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>>1944
>>1945
>>1946

Dang guys I did not expect this to get this much attention (though the lack of having posts here is probably a good contributer here).
I originally intended to write up until Miyuki got immobile, inspired by pic related, but I was also inspired by a friend of mine I used to ERP with, using the same characters. When I went back to the actual show (and helped edit a translation of the tie-in novel a friend's doing) I came to realize that Miyuki's characterization was a lot more involved than I remembered and that you could pretty much replace Miyuki with any other name in my story and it'd pretty much be the same thing. You aren't missing anything from the anime, there's no transformations, monster attacks, 3 of the girls are absent (though I was gonna do a joke where Yayoi was like 'there's a shaved ice and an okonomiyaki stand at the beach, and while they were competitive, I decided that you just had to have both~!), and pretty much everything unique to the show isn't there, so I feel it isn't worth much as a fanfic unless you're like me and hardcore ship pink and yellow.

I wrote this as for a friend who started to disappear more when he went to college to suppliment our RPs, and I started to go the deep end without him shortly afterword. I don't have much intention to continue this story, if at all it'd be really slow, but I really appreciate the feedback and it's nice to know there are fellow Precure fans that lurk here. I might do a story with different characters down the line though.

a792e No.1951

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>>1949
>unless you're like me and hardcore ship pink and yellow
Always the connection to Dragonball or the yuri…exactly why I really wanna get into Precure.
Must be hard finding any good pictures of that pairing what with the Japs loving Yellow as a voyeur.

Also I doubt there's much of any Precure fans here; everyone seems to have moved on from Magical Girl since their childhood of Sailor Moon or jumped on the Madoka bandwagon. I think there have been some that have gotten into the KiraKira Precure series. Did Smile ever do anything with the Hansel and Gretel fairy tale?

f0c3d No.1954

I loooove Precure. Watched Heartcatch, DokiDoki, Happiness Charge and Go! Princess Precure so far before falling off with Mahosukai. Which were all really good. I've been wanting to write or RP something, either with Heartcatch or another installment, but I've never been sure how to approach it in a way that fits the series. I'm a tight-ass when it comes to making works feel like they fit into the source somehow. It's how I approach any of them since I mean…if you go too far off-character what's the point of using established series to begin with.

a792e No.1955

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>>1954
>I'm a tight-ass when it comes to making works feel like they fit into the source somehow
They're series where the monsters are created from feelings and desires, make your own or make your own with the villains experimenting with the process which leads to the monster seemingly disintegrating and no one realizing it's still alive so its influence emanates throughout the town, making everyone embody the lewd effects of the desire in both body and mind until the Cures start really piecing together what's happening and attempt to make the monster re-solidify so they can put an end to it and their towns expansion.

4f99a No.1966

>>1954
Miyuki-fag here, I've been looking for a new RP partner. If you're interested, my discord tag is Mayo#1929.

>>1955
I've always been a fan of the idea of a monster being a giant food object, and it somehow getting consumed by the girls making them super fat. There was this one really good Sailor Moon fanfic that did something like that with pizza monsters.

a792e No.1967

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>>1966
>I've always been a fan of the idea of a monster being a giant food object, and it somehow getting consumed by the girls making them super fat
I'm legitimately surprised there hasn't been any expansion what with the amount of food based monsters I've seen while researching though I have heard of the witch series having them stuff themselves undoing a magical accident (unless I'm thinking of a different IP). I'd rather have the effects drawn out so that they'll end up fighting other monsters throughout their expansion with them having to drastically readjust to their weightgain in fights from the speed their gaining making their bodies feel a lot heavier than the last fight not to mention heavy wobbling guts putting them even more off balance if it isn't thick thighs slowing them down with forced waddling and then there's the fact their larger sizes will make it difficult not getting stuck during fights in confined spaces. Only caveat is trying to think up how everyone in their life will react to their gaining.

I enjoy the fact Suite has a monster that's a giant cake with two racks of ribs.

b1b59 No.2084

>>1949
I would absolutely love to talk about this some time, even if I don't know the characters, and I do happen to RP as well

a792e No.2085

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>>2084
There's always the wiki for a quick and easy source of information to help make the conversation go smoother:
http://prettycure.wikia.com/wiki/Smile_Pretty_Cure!

While I've been watching Futari; I've noticed there might be a way to fatten them up within through their dreams if a Zakenna is used on that chef card but it depends on how Poisony is like since the wiki says she's far more discrete so she seems like the best bet at a drawn out plan to inhibit their ability to fight.

b1b59 No.2087

>>2085
Sounds good, of course I wouldn't know where to get in contact with you, or rp with you.

a792e No.2088

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>>2087
I don't RP.

Think I'm gonna try to watch Smile after I get finished with originals first series but Justice League's slowing me down on that while everything else is winding down.

I do have a question for the guy who started the interest in Pretty Cure; how exactly do you see the Smile Cures filling out, do you see them being around the same body type, do you them varied; if so, how do you see each?

4f99a No.2092

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>>2088
The girls have pretty varied personalities, so I see them filling out in different ways.
Miyuki would be ass heavy, with ass cheeks that wobble independently when she walks, but also have a great big, very round gut. She's a dumb gullible fuck so I'd imagine she'd be tricked into an unhealthy diet easily, and would be the jiggliest of the cures from how much energy she has.
Akane, being more athletic, would be more strongfat with hefty thighs and arms and most of her fat goes to her tits. Despite being fat she'd still have lots of stamina, so she'd probably switch from volleyball to sumo.
Yayoi is the least athletic of the Smiles, and would probably be the most belly heavy. I imagine she'd get a nice double belly and chunky thighs, but have a relatively thin face and arms. Definitely the most sensitive to negative comments and stares, and would be led into a life of stress eating the most.
Nao's Mom is canonically a touch chubby, but I'd like to take liberties and say if she got really obese, most of her weight would go to her ass and thighs, kinda having that fat walmart mom look about her. She's canonically the most gluttonous of the cures too, but in a weight gain setting I'd make her the most crass, with her belching loudly all the time.
I just can't see Reika being fat in my head, but I guess uh, she'd be all around more plump everywhere. She's the token smart character of the team, so I'd imagine if say, Majolina made a debuifier and tricked the Smiles to live a fatty lifestyle, she'd be the least tempted because of her tempered nature.

Now if you really want to watch Precure to write weight gain yuri stuff, check out Suite, where the main duo practically write themselves, or alternatively Fresh, where the main three girls regularly eat doughnuts after school on a daily basis.

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>>2092
>Nao
>She's canonically the most gluttonous of the cures too, but in a weight gain setting I'd make her the most crass, with her belching loudly all the time
The way the child that helps raise their siblings are in anime; it makes me think she'd at least hold that in around her family and confined to her time hanging out with the Cures outside of public places that aren't geared around fat females or eating a lot so as to not weird her family out nor shame them from looking like a loud pig.

>Reika

She could be a bit more of a hourglass though harder to notice than the others from the fat making her body look bigger. That body type would have her trying her hardest to adapt to her ballooning numbers by making sure to exercise and train whenever she's not doing anything or at least nothing that needs the whole body (always munching on something while training) so that she won't worry her Archery team about her sizable breasts getting in the way of her aim or getting exhausted before the match ends and making sure she'll still have the strength to complete all her duties as student council president and whatever else she's into; all the while all her effort is helping to keep her body firm instead of saggy.

>Majolina

Wow, from how she reads, that's a huge opening; you just gotta think of how you want the Cures to react to finding out they're fattening up if you don't go the blind to it or the drug messing with their minds and bodies so they feel better with each pound.

Does anything sound like it might be good for the characters? Wikis can be useful but they can be lacking in some key info and aren't always right.

>Suite

>Fresh
But neither of those are the ones I like the character designs while also having the best yuri pics on the net and there's also the fighting but I have been thinking of hitting Suite last.

386b3 No.2253

Any update on special babysitter?

576fe No.2255

>>2253
It's slow. My mental health is not great and not getting better.

386b3 No.2256

Fair enough. Get better dude

a792e No.2257

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>>2256
Not a joke about being perverted?

24dce No.2631

New Writing.com interactive of particular interest to this thread popped up recently: https://www.writing.com/view/2157578 (Little Fatties…)
I'm no insightful critic, but since it isn't "covered in shit" like LGBWG, it could have some potential yet.
And I don't know if this one has been mentioned here? Also seems relevant: https://www.writing.com/view/2082024 (Daddy's Little Fatty)

a792e No.2779

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>>2092
Now that I've seen everything having to do with Smile (excluding any Allstars movies that have them) I wanna give my thoughts on said Cures fattened.

Miyuki seems far more a belly heavy character to me though that may just be from her being the happy go lucky type. While her body would be soft all over, that large belly of hers would constantly get in the way with Miyuki barely ever noticing; whether it being the soft orb bumping into people or knocking things over. I whole heartedly agree that she'd be the easiest influenced to put on the pounds.

Akane (Her mother also looks a little on the plump side like Naos) would be about the same that you said though it was a toss up between her and Nao since they were the last ones I peg and Akane only got the large breasts from her love of volleyball bleeding into her Sunny Fire so that not only does she need to contend with the weight of her chunky arms slowing her swing, thighs starting to brush together, and her overall weight killing her jump height; Akane has to deal with her giant boobs swinging bulk throwing off her aim.

Yayoi as much as I do admit would be adorable with a nice thick, I'd have to say her derriere would be the thing to explode with fat and would be a source of unending embarrassment from it knocking things over from it being out of her side and steadily getting larger each day, it and her hips bulk creating an easy window for cool air which causes her to quickly try to readjust her skirt as well as she can with her backside being well out of her reach, and having to hope there's armless chairs around after the point of average chairs leaving her in the position of needing help to get out of them. I can see her using Peace Thunder and either cancelling her attack or accidentally casting it on her self from the initial shock throwing her ass into a jiggling fit causing her to try to block the sight of her rump.

Nao I see having a nice round gut to go with her round ass but neither being nearly as big as Miyuki and Yayois. Nao, like you said, has an appetite far larger than the others and as such would end up with her belly being consistently firm from just the amount of food always in it. I'd have to agree with my earlier statement after seeing how she acts around her family when it comes to the burping without restraint part and I imagine she'd keep it to when Reika isn't around when she's hanging out with the other Cures.

Reika I thought long and hard about to try and figure out how she would easily put on weight before I realized her habit of trying to be respectful and have good grades would be her downfall. All you would need her to do is volunteer at an old folks home a lot to help her community and to look better for college; then all you'd need to do is have her balance school work, volunteering, and hanging out with her friends. The old folks would constantly offer Reika sweets as they're sitting and talking from being lonely and rarely ever getting children visiting, then Reika spends time with her friends who drag her out to eat or has her absentmindedly munching on snacks as they study, finally getting home she either completes her schoolwork or attempt to try and exercise some of her newly acquired pudge off which never goes well from everyone keeping her well fed so her fully belly keeps Reika at a useless slow jog that only helps work her appetite back up by the time dinner's ready. Reika would easily have a hourglass figure that turns everyones head and a small layer of fat on her cheeks to preserve a little bit of youthfulness in such a womanly body. I figure it would take a while before she's totally lost herself to food or decide it's not worth risking her attention leaving her grades and will do it whenever she next has vacation.

What I've been thinking about writing would likely be after they've taken down Pierrot which was mostly just because I wanted to do Candys human form too. Wanna make it a mixture of fattening magic and an White Akanbe nose that has no connection to Pierrot so that the Cures wouldn't be able to purify it even if they got stronger but I can't think of a proper way of it being Red Oni and Wolfruns fault that everything ends up blown out of a cauldron that's been boiling for far too long and raining down on the Cures even the two aren't there.

a698e No.2788

So Hessian, any chance of getting more Zo and Liz?

18a4b No.2824

>>75
tbh
Does anyone know of any good weight gain stories featuring Kanna from Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon.

a792e No.2826

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>>2824
There are none and the few that have her in the story only have her gaining as an afterthought if at all. Only one I can think of that focuses on Kanna gaining is Chimaeras which isn't good for the simple fact it's just massive gaining from eating everything in sight but it's okay because everyone likes it (no one would like anybody eating all their furniture, I don't care how infatuated Riko is) and she blows up to immobile size in less time than a day.

Kanna is a rare type of character that you can pretty much get away with murder when it comes to getting fat so it sucks that even the few people okay with loli hasn't even really touched her.

18a4b No.2846

>>2826
I figured. I've looked but wasn't able to find anything of value. Surprising considering what I would think is similar content like Love Live/K-On which is around

a792e No.2854

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>>2846
Those are school girl moeshit series that also draws an audience into that type of music; the only surprising thing is that they're outdoing Im@s in the expansion department. There's also the fact most people stay away from loli.

Every time someone makes me bother reading more of the mangas, there's new material that's cropped up. Kanna eats a lot when she's angry (her dad doesn't give a shit about her) and the first thing she thinks about doing when she's alone once she calms down is eating as many snacks as she wants. I just know I'm gonna get more fuel for this once I've read up to the part of Kannas manga where Chloe comes to Japan.



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