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Sometimes, I come across a new artist or writer, and I am floored by the talent!  Such happened when I got to this page:

habituate72.deviantart.com/


:iconhabituate72: | habituate72

Go check her out.  Then, "Watch" her, "fave" her works, and enjoy a snack while you are reading!

Her writing is downright hawt!  Especially if you like genderqueer weight gain stories.

I admire her very much, and I loo forward to reading more of her stuff.

Check her out!
  • Listening to: Paul Simon
  • Reading: The Fat Vampirer Blues
  • Watching: Everyone just get fatter and fatter...
  • Playing: Playing with? Hummmm, that's private!
  • Eating: Eclairs and donut holes
  • Drinking: Hot fudge milkshake!

"Post-Thanksgiving Ode to Gluttony"
By Zonker

You filled your gut with stuffing.
Your body's grown quite plump.
Eating potatoes and gravy,
You've become a big fat lump.
The turkey was so delicious,
As were those fourteen pies.
Decadent memories of Thanksgiving
On your thickened waist and thighs.

   

*inspired by Grandpa Jones' Thanksgiving rhyme

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Those lips
So perfect
Shaped like a heart
Between them
Spout joyous words
Between them
Go delicious treats
My tongue seeks joy
Between them
They entrance me
When you eat
Way too much
Tasty pie crumbs
Upon those lips
Red like strawberries
Sweet like chocolate
Soft and inviting
Sweet calories headed for . . .

Those hips
So perfect
Shaped like a heart
A heart big enough
For our love
Between those hips
Are pleasures untold
Between them
My hands seek joy
My tongue finds joy
Erotic discoveries
Of wild dreams

Those lips
So perfect
They part and eat
Satisfying your appetite
Chocolate-covered strawberries
Pass between your lips
Plumpening them
Proof of overindulgence
Landing upon . . .

Those hips
So perfect
Wide and swaying
They entrance me
When you walk
Making me want
More of you
To feed you
Spoil you
Grow much
More of you
More to love
More to kiss

Those lips
So perfect
They part and scream
Insatiable appetites
Chocolate pleasures
Strawberry joys
Pleasures in bed
Hedonistic excesses
Leading to more of us
More to love
Overindulgent eating
I taste your decadence
Upon those lips
Further plumpening . . .

Those hips
So perfect
Shaped like a plush heart
Wildly beating heart
Those hips
Wide and swaying
Beneath the covers
You give in to pleasures
And grow those hips
Chubby and rounded
Immense and unstoppable
Soft and inviting
I feel your decadence
Upon those hips.

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You are interested in BDSM and perhaps gaining weight?  Maybe being forced to grow fat even?

Excellent... excellent....

Well, I think of BDSM as kind of a slippery slope thing when it comes to forcing weight gain upon someone like you.

First, I would certainly try to get your cooperation, and I would overcome your senses with all manner of pleasures (sexual and gustatory). I think it's best for me to keep the "control" aspect of this to helping you lose control of your appetite and your weight gain.

So cooking, baking, serving you the finest of foods would be the first strategy. I would tempt you with all manner of your favorite foods, with wondrous aromas to heighten your sense of taste, with foods which taste so good you find it difficult not to overeat. I would find all about your likes and dislikes, what your body so desires food-wise -- and sexually.

I would tempt you to stuff that slim little tummy quite full, and I would help, sometimes taking the spoon and fork in hand to give your arms a rest. You will be dazzled and dazed by the stuffing sessions, training for what is to come. And you will start enjoying that full-full belly feeling, when you have overeaten, when the skin on your belly is stretched to the max, when I can cradle your bowling-ball gut in my hands and smile lovingly at you.

Lovingly, I said? Yes, loving? Because, though this may seem a cruel thing -- to force you to gain weight -- I know that deep down in your heart, this is what you want more than anything else.

For these reasons, you would not realize my motivations until it is too late. I would try to keep you off-kilter on the manner of gaining weight. I would not remark upon your getting fat, and if you said something about it, I would ply you with more tempting goodies.

But also, I would "feed" your inner hedonist as much as possible. I would make life easy for you. And I would make it exciting for you, giving you all that you've ever dreamed of sexually -- If it's oral sex, you crave, I have a tongue and lips which can dance so erotically between your plumpening thighs, you will never know what hit you. If you crave any other sexual pleasures, I will find out what they are, and I will satisfy them. If you crave perverse sensual joys, then so be it. I will be there to satisfy your cravings.

Well, not just satisfy them, because this kind of pleasure is only temporary, is it not? I would keep you at a level of arousal where you would barely be shuddering from an orgasm before your body would start craving the next one.

And then, I would be there, ready to feed you up some more -- with the implicit understanding that the more you eat for me, the more magical things I will do for your body -- a body more turned-on than it ever has been before.

We are, in the end, merely pleasure-seeking creatures, and tying together the ancient desire to fill one's belly and the primitive fleshy desires for sex, all this rolled into one decadent ball of lust and gluttony, that ball will roll to the ultimate fattening of your body.

I will be there to assist you in the ruination of your body. I will be there to rub your belly to help make more room for ever-increasing amounts of food. The more we stretch that belly, the more room there is for food, the more food we can put into it, and then it will be stretched even more, then more food, then more stretching of your gut...

Well, you see where this will end -- with you becoming first a bit plump, then chubby, then outright fat!

So where does the BDSM come in, you may wonder? Oh, haha, it is there from the start because I will make you into a sub by initially serving your every desire. I will make you become dependent upon me and thus more pliable to my whims -- even if this whole thing may ultimately harm you in some way.

But there is the twist, is it not? You crave control, you crave a bit of pain with your cheesecake and lasagna. We will play sex games with food. I will "playfully" tie you up and "feed" you, and this will turn you on immensely -- and besides, what's the harm! There's always a safe word, is there not? If things get too far carried away, surely you can stop it, go on a diet, exercise and lose that bulging belly.

Haha. You would hope so, wouldn't you?

As you get bigger, you will be concerned about growing fat, and we will play games to stuff you so big that buttons pop off pants, that blouses rip at the seams. And you will enjoy these games until the reality sets in -- that you are on your way to a very fat future!

You may balk a bit about this, but I will always be there with another delicious dish of fattening foods to tempt you. If you mention the D-word (diet), I will distract you with some mind-blowing sex -- leaving your mind reeling from waves of orgasms until you forget all about --

"Uh, what was that you were saying about you think you've gotten chubby enough, Piggy?" I will ask in a false-concerned voice.

And rocked by explosive pleasures of your body, you will be unable to speak -- or even think clearly. Even my calling you "piggy" and "sexy sow" and "fatty" will seem a bit playful at first. And these names will also come to turn you on once you start associating them with all the pleasures you are receiving -- both that full-full belly pleasure of satiety and sensual pleasures unknown to most women (Aren't you the lucky one? You will achieve more orgasms and more intense orgasms than any of your girlfriends could even comprehend!)

And when you do finally put two and two together and realize what I am doing, that this was my plan all along to control you and make you into my soft sexual plaything, then the tying you up will become less playful. By that point, you will be so easy to overpower, your body heavy and so very unfit, your muscles turned to flab, and all that work at the gym gone as you have turned into a soft pliable pleasure-seeking ball.

"Your training is complete, Tubby," I will say one day, and you will see the wicked glint in my eye as you realize that all along it seemed I was serving you, but in reality, I was serving myself, turning you into the greedy gluttonous gut-growing girl I always wanted.

By then, the final connection of orgasms and overeating and growing fat will occur. You will come to seek these things, to long for them, to feel you cannot live without them. Your thinking, your brainwaves, your instincts, all these will have been re-wired to make you subservient to me and my desires. And really, at that point, there will be no difference between my desires and yours. Your desires will have become mine. You will find a painful joy in all that I do to you. I will tie you up then and stuff you mercilessly, calling you all manner of derogatory names -- and though some small part of your mind may hate this, your body will grow to crave it.

And that is how it will be for us.

For ever and ever.

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In this world, I am all you have.  You will obey as I wish.  I am your God and your Goddess, your Master and Mistress.

You were destined to become mine -- my plumpening pleasure toy to feed and shape into a gluttonous blob of fat.

I am your all.  You will sacrifice all for me, and you will worship me, and you will obey my commandments.

Or suffer the consequences.

And even in obeying me, you will suffer greatly.  I will treat you well, but still, your sacrifice must be total. And you will sacrifice all on the altar of Me.  

Your waistline will grow, and your freedom shall shrink.  I will dominate you, and you will submit.  As your body grows bigger, your will and your spirit shall shrink beneath my heel.

You will behave as I wish.  You shall fulfill my every desire.  I will make you.  Obey and be mine.

All mine.

I will order you to eat and smoke and drink.  And you will obey.

Without question.

You are my submissive, and you want nothing more than what I desire you to have.

I want you to eat what I tell you to.  Even if it makes you fat.  Even if it makes you obese.  Even if you grow unhealthy.  Even if your eventual morbid obesity knocks a few years off your life.

What I promise you in return is pleasure – the pleasure of watching your belly grow, the pleasure of staying stoned, the pleasure of eating all that you want, whenever you want.

As long as I tell you to.  Forever.

I wish you to grow into my fat girl.  With huge boobs and a bulging belly. How feminine I will make you, all ass and tits and belly!

Give up your all for me.  Gluttony is no sin.  It will become your new virtue.  You will convert to the religion of Me, the religion of your belly.  You will worship your belly and feed it.  Worship me and your belly, and that is all!

I will be your god and goddess, your Alpha and Omega, your Ying and Yang!  You will adore me.  Obey me.

No matter what.

You want me, and you need me.  You have needed me since the beginning of time.  You need my discipline upon you.  You need my firm hand, my loving torture of you, my stuffing of your belly.  You need to watch my eyes as I observe you growing fatter and fatter for me.

You are but a fat slug to me.  I shall feed you and teach you a lesson.  Your efforts to lose weight, to diet, to exercise, to get slender again, you will abandon them for me.  I am stronger than you.

I will wrap my strong thighs around your chubby body, then squeeze your soft belly until you scream in pain.  Until you begin eating again for me.  Fattening up for me.  Obeying me alone.  Obeying me and your appetites!

I will make you my fat slave.  You will beg me to do so.  I will feed you my kinkiness, my desires.  Let them become a part of you.  Let my desires fatten you.  All my desires for you will fill you full. So full, you will wish you could pop just for the relief it might bring.

Let my kinks and desires become a part of you.  Let my desires fill your soul, just as fattening foods fill your belly.  

You have fallen for my trap.  I have seduced you into a fantasyland of being stoned and being stuffed.  In the haze of pot smoke, you sometimes get a glimpse of where this is all leading – toward your becoming a blimping babe!

I have tempted you and seduced you into gluttony.  I am a charmer of chubby girls like you.

I am royalty to you – like an erotic emperor!  You have no choice but to obey me.  My body is pungent with sensuality, and you cannot stop yourself – or your appetites!

All you want is to adore me.  And worship me.  And obey me.  You see that I deserve nothing less than total control.

You shall beg me:

“Fatten me, then humiliate me! Call me your piglet, your hog! Your fatty!  I am yours, here for the taking!”

I will make you into my servant, my sex slave.  You will lick chocolate from my boots and from my feet.

You will worship at my feet, at the feet of hedonism.  I will be your true religion – your god and goddess forever.  My strong muscular thighs are named Erotica and Voluptua.  Worship them, and grow fat between them.  And where those thighs come together, you shall feast, eating hungrily, as if you can never get enough, nibbling, sucking, licking your godhead – gobbling up all of me at the apex of my thighs.

In your stoned stupor, you will grow so hungry.  I will squirt whipped cream and warm chocolate sauce upon me.  You will lick and nibble and gobble it all up.  You will suck and gently bite at my inner thighs, oh so tasty my body is to you.  

I am delicious, like the finest food ever made, and you will savor every drop of me, every bite of my firm flesh.  You will pig out on me.  Gently chew my inner thighs where they are little soft.  I am delicious.

Fill yourself with my love juices, with chocolate and whipped cream, let your belly bloat out round and firm.

And even when you think you cannot possibly hold one more bite, I am not done with you, oh no, I am not.  I will not let you stop.  Even now, when you are bloat-bellied and ready to pop.  I have prepared a feast in excess of what you find between my thighs.  I lead you by your leash to your table and chair, like leading a pig to trough.

Your eyes bulge at the sight, they pop out round and full, just like your belly.  Your eyes twinkle at so much lasagna, all manner of fattening cheeses and sauces, and garlic breads, enough to make the table groan and you moan.  And a dessert cart loaded with cheesecakes and chocolate pies and cakes.

You salivate.  You are so hungry now.  Hungry for pasta and hungry for me.

I make your appetite grow bigger by the day.  And you satisfy it by the night.  Oh, you want nothing more than to be with me.  Your need for me grows each day.  You will become dependent on me for everything – very soon.

I will make you my pet, my fat pet piggy.  I will pat your belly and play with you.  You crave my loving attention.  As you become devoted to me, I will become devoted to you.  Not that we will be equals.  I will always be above you, in charge of you and every aspect of your life.

You shall be mine to do with as I please, to give you my love in increasing portions as you crave more and more of it.

You will grow chubby, then plump, then downright fat on my love.  I will light fires in your soul which can never be doused.  Fires between your legs and on your tongue's tastebuds.  Burning desires whichcan never be satisfied.

And you will be happy.  And so will I.  I am a fattening demonic spirit who has put a spell on you.  You can think of nothing but me.  You can no longer rest.  You need me now to talk with you.  To encourage you.  To feed and fatten you.  To humiliate you. To rub your distended belly.  To treat you so bad – and so good – all at the same time!

What Shall Become of You?
The dom's words to a submissive in a world where nothing is certain -- except total obedience -- and fattening!

NOTE: May be read as a male or female narrator with a male or female listener. For BDSM lovers of all sorts, both dom and sub, hetero and homo, bi- poly- whatever...
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Zonker "All you need is love -- and some love handles to carry your love around."
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Sometimes, I come across a new artist or writer, and I am floored by the talent!  Such happened when I got to this page:

habituate72.deviantart.com/


:iconhabituate72: | habituate72

Go check her out.  Then, "Watch" her, "fave" her works, and enjoy a snack while you are reading!

Her writing is downright hawt!  Especially if you like genderqueer weight gain stories.

I admire her very much, and I loo forward to reading more of her stuff.

Check her out!
  • Listening to: Paul Simon
  • Reading: The Fat Vampirer Blues
  • Watching: Everyone just get fatter and fatter...
  • Playing: Playing with? Hummmm, that's private!
  • Eating: Eclairs and donut holes
  • Drinking: Hot fudge milkshake!

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Thank you for the recent fave! Be sure to check your NOTES inbox - I sent you some information on how and where to find more of my work if you're interested!
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