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Kyoko's growth spurt Anonymous 12/16/2016 (Fri) 09:33:10 No. 37 [Reply] [Last 50 Posts]
Ken had been looking foward to starting his second year of high school for months. Not because he particularly liked school or anything like that, but because Kyoko would be there.

Ken and Kyoko had known each other since they were babies. Their families lived next door to each other and the two of them had gone to school together since kindergarten. They played together, studied together and all their classmates joked that it was only a matter of time until they got married. Then, five years ago everything changed.

Kyoko's father was transferred and the family had to move across the country. It was during a tearful goodbye on Kyoko's last night in town that the two of them shared their first kiss. Ken would always remember how her small, delicate body felt in his arms when they hugged for the last time.

They'd kept in touch over the years, chatting online whenever they got the time, but lately they'd been drifting apart. Whenever Ken asked about getting together during a school break Kyoko was evasive. They hadn't talked in ages when all of a sudden she emailed him saying her family was moving back. Her father had been promoted to the head of the local branch or some such and so Kyoko would be going to school with him again. Ken was so excited by the thought of seeing his childhood sweetheart again that he could hardly think of anything else.

He did wonder what she meant when she said not to be too shocked when he saw her though…

Ken was in a big hurry to get to school that morning. Not just because he was anxious to meet Kyoko, but because he'd been up so late thinking of what he was going to say to her that he'd overslept. As he peddled his bike frantically up the hill to school, the ground began to shake. Ken lost control of the bike and wiped out into a ditch. As he picked himself and the bike up, he grimaced at the dirt all over his uniform and was thankful for the spare one in his bag. The earthquake hadn't felt too big, but he still worried if everyone at school was alright. He rushed up the hill and felt another quake, this one even stronger. More worried than before, Ken crested the hill. Not far ahead he saw a girl wearing the school's uniform. Ken didn't recognise her. She was very fat, at least three times as big as the next chubbiest girl in school. Her short black skirt struggled to cover her massive, globular ass, let alone the tops of her tree trunk like thighs and her top clung to her thick back rolls like a second skin. The large girl was panting heavily and bent down to catch her breath, giving Ken a flash of her over stretched pink panties. Ken turned his head away in embarrassment. When he heard her grunt as she straightened herself out, Ken looked back to see the girl sigh as she struggled to open her book bag.

Walking his bike toward her, Ken spoke up.

"Hey. Everything ok? You sound… Huh?!"

As he approached the girl, something hit Ken. In the distance he didn't notice anything amiss but as he got closer he found the girl was further away than he thought. This turned out to be because she was taller than he thought. Much taller.

This girl wasn't just fat. She was massive.

Ken barely came up to the hem of the enormous young woman's skirt. She must have been over 10 feet tall and he couldn't even behind to imagine how much she weighed.

As Ken was struggling to process the sheer size of this girl, she gasped and turned to face him.

What Ken saw was an even bigger shock than her size. Because surrounded by round fat cheeks and a plump double chin was the face of the girl who gave him his first kiss…

"Kyoko?"

Ken gasped in shock. Was this massive young woman really once the little girl he used to play with? She had to be over a hundred times Kyoko's size the last time he saw her.

Kyoko's round face brightened for a moment. But only a moment. She looked down at herself. Her titanic breasts, each weighing as much as an average woman. Her colossal belly, threatening to burst open her uniform. Kyoko's cheeks flushed red and she turned away from Ken, rolls quaking at the sudden movement. She began to run as fast as her tremendous size would allow and Ken was almost knocked down by the ground shaking again. Ken realized there hadn't been an earthquake at all. Kyoko had just been running because she was late.

"Kyoko, wait!" Ken cried out after her. Fortunately for him she couldn't run for long without stopping to catch her breath. Ken walked up to her again at a leisurely pace.

"What's wrong?"

"What's *huff* wrong?" Kyoko panted. She took a minute to pull a jug of water out of her oversized book bag and guzzled it down before raising herself up to her full height and taking another big breath.

"Look at me…" Kyoko said sadly, shaking her belly for emphasis. Her voice was another thing that had changed a lot, Ken noticed. It had grown deep and husky. Ken never knew such a heavy, rumbling voice could sound so feminine. A far cry from her high songbird voice as a little girl.

"I didn't want to come back here." She said, fighting back tears.

"Why? I've missed you so much." Ken said earnestly.

'I didn't want you to see me like this." Kyoko said, resting her thick, ham-sized hands on her belly. "I wanted you to remember me how I was."

"Kyoko, I've been looking forward to seeing you again since you left." Ken said, his feelings for her overwhelming his shock at her new bulk. "It doesn't matter how you look. You're still Kyoko."

Kyoko looked longingly into Ken's eyes. She sighed heavily and turned away. "Doesn't matter, huh?" Ken got the feeling he'd said the wrong thing.

"Come on." Kyoko rumbled as she began to waddle away, sending ripples through her mountainous flab with each step. "We're already late."

Kyoko's first day at school was worse than she had feared. Of course she expected the stares and the laughs and the name calling. But beyond that everything seemed to go wrong.

Kyoko was far too big to get into the school through the front doors, so she had to use the loading dock we the back. Her hips got stuck on the doorframe and it took several minutes to get free. She banged her head on the ceiling several times. The doctors said they'd gotten her growth under control but she was scared they were wrong. Confined in an unfamiliar place she felt bigger and more awkward than ever. The extra wide doors the school had installed in her homeroom were similarly snug on Kyoko. Eventually several teachers had to push her through as the students laughed. All except Ken who just looked sad. That was the worst of all.

The special desk the school ordered for Kyoko wasn't ready yet so she had to sit on the floor. She got yelled at by the teacher for trying to eat cookies out of her bag during class. She was too hungry to concentrate the rest of the lesson. Hunger was Kyoko's constant companion. No matter how much she ate, her massive belly always wanted more. All she could think of were cookies, cakes, pies… And her mind began to drift to Ken feeding them to her. She sighed as she tried to push the thought from her mind. How could anyone want her now?

When lunch finally came, Kyoko wasted no time tearing into her food. Propping herself up against the tallest, thickest tree on school grounds, the multi-ton girl opened her bag. Specially made to be in proportion to Kyoko's incredible size, her books and other school supplies too up only a tiny fraction of its volume. The rest was packed with food.

Pork cutlets, fish fillets, fried rice, packet after packet of cookies and candies and more besides disappeared into Kyoko's insatiable gullet until the bag was completely empty. It was all over in minutes. Kyoko savored the slight satisfaction she felt before her infinite appetite came roaring back. Kyoko felt something else besides her hunger, though. She tried to hold it back as long as she could but it was no use. Kyoko opened her mouth and let out an utterly massive burp. Long, low and loud as one would expect from a girl of Kyoko's size and girth, her burp shook branches and rattled Windows. Everyone who wasn't already staring at her turned to see the massive fat girl covering her mouth and blushing a deep crimson. As a succession of smaller burps escaped Kyoko's soft lips, she saw Ken walking toward her.

"What do you *urrrp* want?" Kyoko sighed as Ken approached, still unable to hold back her burping.

Ken held out some more cookies. "My mom made these. I thought we could share." Kyoko tried to refuse, but a loud gurgle from her cavernous belly answered for her and she graciously accepted.

"Thank *munch* you. *buuurp*" Kyoko said as she ate greedily. Ken smiled, seeing the satisfaction on her plump face. "No prob." He said. "You always did like my mom's baking, so I made sure to bring them. Sorry I couldn't bring more."

"It's ok." Kyoko rumbled gently before giving one last belch and patting her voluminous belly as it settled. She sighed heavily, brushing crumbs from her immense bust. She noticed Ken looking at it and blushed again. Ken blushed too.

"So…" Kyoko said, looking downward, her enormous body filling her view. "Aren't you gonna ask?"

"Ask what?" Ken said.

"How I got…" Kyoko shook her belly to emphasize her unbelievable bulk. "… Like this."

"It's up to you if you wanna talk about it." Ken said gently.

Kyoko couldn't believe how well Ken was taking everything. She was probably the biggest, fattest girl on Earth and here he was acting like she was a normal person. She had to admit she was starting to feel comfortable with him again. He always did make her feel safe.

"Okay…" Kyoko said, taking another big breath. "Not long after I moved I was in an accident. I was hit by a car while crossing the street. I was in a coma for a few days and when I woke up I was…" Kyoko put a hand to her mammoth belly as it growled. "Hungry. Really hungry. No matter how much I ate I never felt full. I couldn't stop eating. Even when my stomach was so stuffed it hurt I wanted more. And the more I ate…" another rumble shook Kyoko's belly. "The more I grew. All over…"

Ken looked Kyoko's towering figure up and down. She'd be over 400 pounds easily if she were a normal height. He couldn't even begin to imagine how much her obese body tipped the scales at with her ten foot plus frame.

"How…?" Ken asked as he craned his neck to look her in the eye.

"The accident affected my pituitary gland and my hypothalamus. Those are the parts of the brain responsible for growth and appetite." Kyoko explained. "Within the first year I was over six feet tall and almost 600 pounds. I was always in and out of hospitals for years. They gave me all sorts of different medications to make me stop growing. To control my appetite. Treatments to make my bones stronger so I can walk properly." Kyoko ran her hands along her elephantine legs. "Eventually my growth slowed down. I'm only a few inches taller than I was a year ago. But there's nothing they can do about…" Kyoko's belly growled again, louder than ever.

"… That. I haven't felt full in five years."

"You're always hungry?" Ken asked.

"Always." Kyoko nodded. "It's hard to think about anything but food."

"I'll have to bring more cookies tomorrow." Ken said.

"That'd be nice." Kyoko smiled. "My parents are always trying to put me on a diet. They don't understand what its like to have an appetite like mine." Another growl from her titanic tummy affirmed her statement. "Anyway, even if I did lose a few pounds I'm never gonna be small again…" Kyoko sighed. "You must think I'm pretty gross, huh?"

"I don't think you're gross…" Ken said, looking up into Kyoko's eyes longingly. "Its just sad you've had to go through so much. You're such a wonderful person. You deserve to be happy."

"Yeah, well, not much chance of that." Kyoko huffed sadly. "The only time I can forget how miserable I am is when I'm eating. And that never lasts."

"Hmm." Ken said, thoughtfully. "I think maybe I know something that'd cheer you up…"

At the end of the day, Kyoko struggled to squeeze out of the loading entrance. Her gigantic hips felt like they'd already grown. Her height may have slowed down but Kyoko was still a growing girl. The uniform that her family had got custom made for her had fit perfectly when it was finished a few weeks before but it was already straining against Kyoko's ballooning belly, bust, back rolls and beach ball buns. No matter how her family and doctors insisted she needed to cut back, Kyoko could never overcome her appetite. Any food that got too close was soon added to her bulk. Every day Kyoko woke up feeling heavier. The rolls that enveloped her immense body quaked a little more with each movement. Her breathing got a little more labored and her redwood sized legs took a little more effort to move.

Try as she might, Kyoko just couldn't fit her expansive girth through the door. Her fat cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she struggled. Sweat dripped from every pore and rolls shook wildly but her huge hips were stuck fast.

"Kyoko?" Ken called as he rounded the corner. "You coming?"

Kyoko blushed harder still as Ken spotted her wedged in the doorway. His eyes went wide at the sight of the Jiggly giantess trapped like a stuck pig.

"Sorry." Kyoko managed to sigh. "Can you help me get out…?"

Ken grabbed on to Kyoko's meaty arm and pulled with all his might. All to know avail. She was simply too heavy.

"It's not working." Ken sighed.

"Umm…" Kyoko rumbled as her cheeks reddened once more. "Maybe if you tried pushing from the… Other end…"

Ken went back inside to be greeted by the sight of Kyoko's gargantuan derrier. Her skirt barely covered anything and her panties were wedged tight between her immense buns.

Ken took a deep breath and put his hands on the back of Kyoko's massive thigh. They sunk into the deep, soft fat almost up to the elbow. Ken was struck by how good the warm softness of her blubber felt. He pushed into her with all his might. The soft, pale flesh enveloped him. He didn't have time to enjoy it long, though. His small body managed to shift Kyoko's ample fat just enough that the gargantuan girl came popping out of the doorframe. She hit the ground with an earthshaking thud and Ken bounced off her thigh fat, rising briefly into the air before landing right between her blimpy buns.
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OP here. Keep meaning to get back to this but never have the energy. Here's a tiny bit I have so far.

Ken struggled with all his might to climb up the walls of sweaty blubber that surrounded him. His movements sent ripples through the flab that shoved him to and fro, foiling his attempts to grab the cloth of Kyoko's blanket-sized panties wedged between the massive cheeks to use as a climbing rope. If only the jiggling would subside he could make it…
>>2748
Are you the writer of this?

Or did you just find a bit more of it?

Sorry if this is a stupid question
Is there anymore to this?
>>2748

If and/or when you see this, Keep writing. This is good, I'd love to read more of this

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missing story Anonymous 09/02/2018 (Sun) 23:01:22 Id:0f33c8 No. 2977 [Reply] [Last 50 Posts]
Heya all. Maybe someone can help me find a story.

I am looking for the story. Swelling chocolats by Bursting-fabric.

It is 1 of the deleted stories on her Devart and she has been inactive for a long time now.
Havent had much luck finding it and i hope someone has it. It is 1 of my favorite stories out there.
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>>3007
Whoops, my bad.
Take a look at this: https://web.archive.org/web/*/deviantart.com
Maybe you can look it up here?
>>3007
I've found it, check it out here (you might want to save it):
https://web.archive.org/web/20130529111522/http://busting-fabric.deviantart.com:80/art/Swelling-Chocolates-And-Love-270779424

The artist name was Busting Fabric instead of Bursting Fabric.
Anyhow, enjoy!
>>3009

sweet! thx alot! (saved :D)
Might as well ask here: does anyone have saved the now-deleted story "the Nursery" from Fantasy Feeder?

WG from non-food objects Anonymous 09/04/2018 (Tue) 23:24:29 Id:9fc1a1 No. 2989 [Reply] [Last 50 Posts]
I have a bit of a niche request.

Are there any good stories of (SS)BBWs gaining weight/stuffing with non-food objects or rotten food? I've only found a few examples and they never cease to fascinate me.

>>2904
I want the opposite. Obese girls struggling due to their weight increasing faster than tech can keep up
>>2907
I like that. With every miraculous workaround and cure produced by science, the average weight just spikes even higher, leading to yet more problems that have to be solved, with science lagging further and further behind as people begin to reach ludicrously untenable sizes.
>>2908
>Becky sat immobilized on her hover pad, with 2357 pounds of soft teenage pudge she was one of the more eager gainers in her age group
>she was getting impatient at waiting for the other skinny bitches to make their small orders
>they only looked to be in the triple digit range anyway, they carried they're own orders
>with them out of the way she was finally able to make a move towards the counter to make her order
>once close enough the holographic ordering menu lit up and Becky could finally get some relief from her starvation, maxing out her order and extra sizing all the meals she proceed to move over towards the lower gravity eating area
>the low gravity eating areas were one of the latest innovations from fast food chains with the singular purpose of getting more of the glutinous and fat women into their outfits

Help locating a story? Anonymous 08/29/2018 (Wed) 18:16:25 Id:898493 No. 2972 [Reply]
I read one a few weeks ago and I cant for the life of me remember where it was. It started with a thin girl having a secret fat fetish and after watching her favorite web model one night, ended up gaining weight herself through a series of 'rippling reality' plot devices. Eventually winding up replacing the model she was watching, with the former model becoming her skinny feeder.

To show my thanks, here is a link to one of my favorite 'reality altering' stories;

https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/redefining-reality-parts-1-4-by-guhbone-ssbbw-magic-explicit-sex-xwg.30315/

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>>2973
Yes sir. Thats the one. Thanks. I would have never looked there.

Fat Loli Writing 2: Some Sort of Boogaloo nowaya 12/19/2016 (Mon) 00:25:38 No. 75 [Reply]
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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>>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.
>>1293
I know I'm a whole year late but this sounds wonderful. I love sylvie and your writing.
I demand a bump
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300th post! Time to buckle down and get new shit made for when a new thread is created.

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long lost BE story Anonymous 08/26/2018 (Sun) 16:59:59 Id:02aaa6 No. 2959 [Reply]
once, in the before times, the long long ago, I think on wren's spot R&D website (which many here are probably too young to remember) or perhaps just linked from there, there was a super amazing story that I am unable to find (yes, I checked archive.org snapshots, etc).

basic plot summary: humanity living on starships, young protagonist sneaks into the nursery area, finds a bunch of huge breasted lactating super horny women. much fucking ensues.

does anyone know the name of this story and mayhaps have a link?
author is Steve Palmer, not sure of title or where to find story. His stuff was oddly unsatisfying, more tease than actual breast. But a good old one.
>>2967
totally delivered. thank you!
link for anyone else: http://old.bearchive.com/~UnionGraphics/stories/Voyeur_Voyager.html

Unending BE archive chains with potential 2! LoopyNutJob 12/29/2016 (Thu) 04:19:48 No. 183 [Reply]
Well the Unending BE adventures threads is back with a vengeance. Same as last time, we can share, discuss, and even craft weight gain/bbw themed stories that are on BE archive. These links are good starting points to look for wg/bbw stories.

The fanfic trees: http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/

Story codes: http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/codes.html

Now here are some links to good stories from the old thread along with copy and pasted quotes to explain the stories from the creators.

It's called "Amulet of Obesity", basically it's a straight up weight gain deal, of course there will be a major focus upon the breasts of them, because hey, that's what the website is about.
Although it is rather promising in that the guy who started it seems to take the actual character designs in mind when it comes to what grows(Pear shaped Akane, always a favorite).
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1176/1176928.html

Then there's the ring of truth story for Avatar, which deals with a massively fat and pampered Toph
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root848493.html

Another entry of the Ring of truth idea with Ranma, where Nabiki makes a fatty out of Shampoo(and shortly after, herself and her sisters), which has potential as well, although it hasn't been added to in a while
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root848326.html

And the last one I'll talk about is the Teen Titan's Waking up with Curves line, where the main focus is on a fat ass-centric Raven
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root1090416.html

Anyway, to add, this really fantastic Nintendo that me and another author have been going through for the past several months. It branches in a lot of places, and has a ton of unique ideas, credits to the writer Surplus for all his hard work.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/652/652074.html

I just added something for Fat Toph if anyone's interested. It's called 'Big Girls Have More Fun'

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1113/1113187.html

Wrote another episode for the AoO Ranma story if people are interested.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1190/1190171.html

I've also added some stuff to a Zelda offshoot of the Daisy's Scheme branch.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1192/1192063.html

It seems some other authors as well have picked up a Fantastic Four related weight gain thread.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/377/377672.html

Here's an interesting Naruto one.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/861/861718.html

/Another/ Ranma one.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1103/1103996.html

The author Surplus has started some new stuff as well.

A Metroid story.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1059/1059489.html

And an original story.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1195/1195044.html

Surplus and I have also been adding episodes to the Zelda's Scheme thread.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1201/1201325.html

And here's my story where Kasumi from Ranma 1/2 discovers the amulet of obesity mentioned above.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1184/1184875.html

That's about all I've got. I hope we'll have more stories coming soon and I'll see if I can try to add some worthwhile content later.
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Well bugger! Kinda annoying now that they've made it required you have to make an account to access the BE adventure game. At least you can make a free account.
Supposedly they're going to be reverting the changes so at least you'll be able to view content without an account.

It's been two weeks though, and nothing's changed yet. The amount of content being posted has dropped off like a cliff, and I personally know a LOT of authors are not pleased.
>>2903

These are so good!

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Anonymous 08/19/2018 (Sun) 00:19:15 Id:930e0e No. 2930 [Reply]
What are some stories that combine weight gain and ageplay/fat baby elements? I know there are a few people writing about this sort of thing, but I'm always interested to find more.

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Looking for a story Anonymous 08/15/2018 (Wed) 02:43:31 Id:dc3671 No. 2919 [Reply]
I'm looking for a story, it was about two step sisters. One was already fat and her stepsister, step mother and father would talk shit about her in a group chat.

Well the orginal girl finds out about this and plots revenge on her stepsister. She'd take control of her stepsister has she slept and make her eat tons of food.

I forget where I read this and now I can't find it.

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