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2012-2022

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Triple threat

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Theme park burgers aren't good for the waistline

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Call of fatty

Male TF - Quick TF - Weight Gain

Daniel found himself on vacation at his aunt's house, his cousin away on a trip of his own. His aunt graciously offered Daniel his cousin's room for the duration of his stay. It was a cozy space, adorned with posters of video game characters and shelves stacked with action figures.

The first few days stretched on endlessly for Daniel. He accidentally broke his laptop screen, rendering it unusable for his online work. With the hours dragging by, boredom crept in like an unwelcome guest. His aunt, noticing his plight, suggested he use her son's computer in the basement.

"Jake won't mind. He's always talking about how he and his friends play games online. You might even find something you like," his aunt said with a smile, gesturing towards the door leading downstairs.

Daniel gratefully accepted her offer. The basement was dimly lit but comfortably cool. He found Jake's gaming setup easily—an impressive rig complete with a high-resolution monitor, a gaming chair, and a headset.

After powering up the computer, Daniel hesitated for a moment before logging in. As soon as he connected to the internet, a chat window popped up. Messages flew in from friends of Jake, assuming Daniel was him.

"Hey Jake, you ready for some CoD tonight?"

"Come on, fatty, we're waiting for you!"

Daniel blinked at the screen, unsure of how to respond at first. Then, he decided to go along with it. Maybe immersing himself in a game would distract him from his boredom.

"Yeah, I'm ready," he typed tentatively, adjusting the headset and microphone.

The group welcomed him enthusiastically, using Jake's nickname and cracking jokes about past gaming exploits. Despite feeling a bit out of place, Daniel found himself quickly catching on to the game mechanics. His focus intensified as he maneuvered through missions, his fingers deftly controlling the keyboard and mouse.

As the action heated up, Daniel began to sweat profusely. He shrugged it off, attributing it to the intense concentration and the heat generated by the computer's powerful components. Little did he realize that his body was undergoing a transformation that would soon become startlingly apparent.

Unaware of the changes unfolding, Daniel continued to play, fully immersed in the virtual battlefield. The missions came thick and fast, and he proved surprisingly adept, earning praise from his teammates.

However, beneath his focus, his body was undergoing a subtle yet profound metamorphosis. The warmth that flushed through him wasn't just from the computer—it was a result of his own body shifting. His once-flat stomach began to round out into a small belly, barely noticeable under his shirt. His hips and lower back accumulated softness, developing slight love handles that strained against the fabric of his jeans.

Despite these physical changes, Daniel remained oblivious, caught up in the adrenaline rush of the game. He adjusted his position in the chair, feeling an unfamiliar tightness across his thighs as they pressed together more prominently.

As the game progressed, Daniel's body continued its transformation, each passing moment bringing more startling changes. His chubby belly grew more pronounced, expanding into a modest-sized round belly that protruded slightly over his waistband. A beard sprouted on his face, seemingly growing thicker with each passing minute.

Daniel finally noticed something was amiss when he glanced at his arm. The muscular definition he was used to was fading, replaced by a soft layer of flesh that seemed to spread across his entire body. His arms thickened as the fat settled in, altering his once-toned physique.

Fear began to gnaw at him. "What's happening to me?" he thought, panic rising. His hands trembled as he touched his face, feeling the fuller cheeks and the beginnings of a double chin. His chest, once firm, was now becoming soft and less defined, his pecs losing their muscularity and becoming flabbier.

His face continued to round out, becoming almost cherubic with its newfound fullness. His neck, shoulders, and arms pulsed outward with soft tissue, losing their angularity and taking on a softer, more padded appearance.

The back of his torso sprouted a fat roll just above his love handles, a clear sign of the accumulating weight. He grew hairier too, a fine layer of fuzz appearing on his arms and legs where before there was none.

His entire backside seemed to have exploded outward, from mildly chubby to outright fat. His pecs, once firm and defined, had softened into flabbier versions of their former selves. Even his hands and feet appeared chubbier, the subtle padding of fat altering their once-slender contours.

Daniel's side fat merged seamlessly with his chest fat, filling out his soft chest into what could only be described as fat moobs. He felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead, his mind reeling with the enormity of what was happening.

Daniel stared at his reflection in the computer screen, his breath coming in shallow gasps. The shock of seeing his transformed body was overwhelming. His once-angular features had softened into a round, chubby face, dotted with beads of sweat. The beard, now thicker than before, added to the unfamiliarity of his appearance.

He touched his cheeks, feeling the softness where once there had been sharp angles. His mind struggled to reconcile the person he saw with who he knew himself to be. How had this happened? Was it the game? Was it something else?

As Daniel tried to gather his thoughts, the urgent voices of his teammates broke through the turmoil in his mind.

"Hey, Jake, what are you waiting for? Get back in here!"

"Yeah, come on, fat ass, we need you!"

Daniel winced at the familiar, yet now sharply cutting, nickname. His heart sank with each reference to his changed physique, each reminder of the person he no longer recognized.

But there was something in the camaraderie of their voices, in the urgency of their calls, that stirred a glimmer of determination within him. Despite the shock and confusion, a small voice inside him urged him to prove himself, to show that he was still capable, regardless of his outward appearance.

With a shaky breath, Daniel slipped the headset back over his ears. His fingers found the keyboard and mouse, the familiar weight and texture grounding him in the midst of uncertainty.

"Yeah, I'm here," he replied, his voice wavering slightly. "Let's finish this."

The game resumed, and Daniel threw himself back into the fray. The rhythm of the missions, the teamwork, and the adrenaline rush provided a temporary escape from the turmoil within.

He found himself adapting to the physical changes with surprising ease. His movements, though slower and more ponderous, carried a newfound confidence and straight born of necessity.

With each successful maneuver, each strategy executed flawlessly, Daniel felt a glimmer of pride amidst the chaos. He was still contributing, still valuable to the team, despite the alterations he could feel creeping across his body.

As the round drew to a close and victory flashed on the screen, Daniel couldn't help but smile. The warmth of accomplishment mingled with the lingering discomfort of his transformed body. Yet, in that moment, he found a strange acceptance and even a hint of pride in who he had become.

He glanced down at his belly, now a prominent feature of his physique, and hesitantly ran a hand over it. There was a comfort in its softness.

"I did it," Daniel thought, a small smile playing on his lips. "I adapted, I overcame."

His teammates' voices brought him back to the present, their words a mix of congratulations and playful banter. "Nice job, Fat ass! You really turned it around in the second half!"

Daniel chuckled softly, feeling a warmth spread through him that had nothing to do with the game's victory. Despite the teasing about his physical transformation, he sensed a genuine acceptance from his teammates, an acknowledgment of his skill and dedication.

"I'm glad I played," Daniel murmured to himself, a quiet affirmation of his choice to embrace the challenge presented to him.

With a final glance at his reflection in the monitor, Daniel resolved to continue this journey, both in the virtual world and beyond. Whatever lay ahead, he knew he had the strength and courage to face it.

And who knew? Perhaps, like Daniel, others might find themselves changed in ways they never imagined—physically, emotionally, or otherwise. The virtual realm had shown him that transformation, though daunting, could lead to unexpected growth and acceptance.

As he clicked "Join Game," one more time, Daniel couldn't help but smile, knowing that sometimes, the most remarkable transformations happen when we least expect them.

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He is no longer the hard-working industrial worker he once was

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If you eat a big meal before bedtime, all the extra calories turn straight to fat

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A man very fat

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Be my teddy bear?

Jim arrived at Bruce's place, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation. He had been drawn to Bruce's rugged, bear-like appearance and was curious to see where this date would lead. Bruce welcomed Jim with a warm smile and invited him inside.

Bruce: "Hey, Jim, I'm really glad you could make it tonight. Come on in, make yourself at home."

Jim: "Thanks, Bruce. I'm looking forward to spending time with you. Your place looks great."

As they settled into Bruce's cozy apartment, the conversation flowed naturally.

Bruce: "You know, Jim, there's something I've been wanting to share with you. I have a thing for bears, and I couldn't help but notice that you do too."

Jim, intrigued by Bruce's confession, nodded with a knowing smile.

Jim: "Yeah, I've always been attracted to guys with that kind of physique. It's something about the rugged, burly look that really appeals to me."

Bruce's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as he revealed his surprise.

Bruce: "Well, Jim, you're in for a little adventure tonight. How about you try on this bear costume I have? I think you might enjoy it."

Jim hesitated for a moment, curiosity getting the better of him. He glanced at the costume and then back at Bruce, his interest piqued.

Jim: "Sure, why not? Let's give it a try."

Jim slipped into the bear costume. It turned out to be a bit too large for him, and he had to roll up the sleeves and pants legs to make it fit. But as he emerged from the bathroom in his bear outfit, Bruce's eyes lit up with delight.

Bruce: "You look absolutely adorable, Jim! It's perfect!"

Jim couldn't help but chuckle at how ridiculous he felt in the oversized costume. "It's a bit big, but I guess it adds to the charm," he admitted, a hint of self-consciousness in his voice.

Bruce, however, was quick to reassure him. "Jim, you look even more cuddly this way. It suits you, trust me."

As they sat down on the bed, Bruce couldn't contain his affectionate grin. He leaned in closer to Jim, his voice taking on a playful tone.

"So, Jim, how would you like to be my teddy bear?" asked Bruce.

Jim, feeling surprisingly comfortable in his newfound role, didn't hesitate to respond with a smile.

"I'd love to, Bruce."

Bruce and Jim settled into a comfortable embrace, their playful role-playing adding a touch of whimsy to their date night. They cuddled on the bed, wrapped in each other's arms, enjoying the warmth and connection they were building.

However, as they nestled closer, Jim began to feel an unusual discomfort in his stomach. It started as a subtle ache, but it quickly intensified into a sharp pain that made him wince.

"Bruce, I'm sorry, but I need to use the bathroom for a moment. I feel right."

Bruce, released his hold on Jim and nodded in understanding.

"Of course, Jim. Take your time. I'll be right here when you're ready." said Bruce.

Jim rushed to the bathroom, the pain in his stomach intensifying with each step. He closed the door behind him and took a deep breath, trying to make sense of what was happening. As he washed his hands, he looked at them and was startled to see that they were much hairier than usual.

As Jim stood before the bathroom mirror, he couldn't believe his eyes. Something inexplicable was happening to his body. It was as though his very physique was undergoing a dramatic transformation right before his eyes. His stomach, once flat, now started to protrude into a chubby belly, and love handles appeared on his lower back and hips. His butt cheeks bulged out, and his thighs expanded until they touched each other, losing their previous definition.

Panic welled up inside Jim as he watched his body change further. His chubby belly grew larger, evolving into a modest-sized round belly, and his arms and legs lost their previous muscular definition. His face grew rounder, his neck, shoulders, and arms pulsed out with soft tissue, and a fat roll formed above his love handles. The top of his thighs fattened up dramatically, and his entire backside seemed to explode outward from chubby to outright fat. His once-slender belly expanded out into an obese gut, complete with a clear underbelly. Even his groin surged with fat, forming a pillowy fat pad.

He grew a thick beard, and his pecs became flabbier. His hands and feet grew chubbier, and his entire body became hairier. The side fat merged with his chest fat, filling out his soft chest into fat moobs.

Overwhelmed by the rapid and bewildering changes, Jim let out a scream of fear and disbelief, unable to comprehend the bizarre turn his date night had taken.

Jim's anguished scream echoed through the bathroom, reverberating into the other rooms of Bruce's apartment. It was then that Bruce, standing outside the bathroom door, heard the cry of distress. Concerned, he knocked gently and called out, "Hello, Teddy bear, are you alright in there?"

Jim, still in shock and unable to process the profound changes to his body, opened the bathroom door hesitantly. As he emerged, Bruce's eyes widened with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "Wow," Bruce exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration, "You look incredible, Jim! Welcome to the bear club!"

Jim's confusion and fear were palpable as he stammered, "What... What have you done to me?" His hands instinctively went to his drastically transformed physique, the softness and roundness of his body still feeling alien and unsettling.

Bruce approached Jim with a warm smile and a playful glint in his eye. "I asked you if you wanna be my teddy bear," he explained. "Don't worry, Jim, you're still you, just a bit more... cuddly now." He said as he delicately rub Jim's belly. Jim, torn between fear and a strange sense of curiosity, continued to grapple with the surreal reality of his transformed body. Bruce, eager to reassure him, extended a comforting hand. "Come on, let's sit down and talk about it. I promise you'll get used to it, and who knows, you might find that you really enjoy being a bear."

Jim and Bruce settled onto Bruce's bed, their proximity growing closer by the moment. As they sat side by side, Jim couldn't help but steal glances at his transformed body, the once unfamiliar softness and pliability now becoming strangely intriguing to him. He tentatively placed a hand on his own chubby belly, a curious sensation coursing through him as he felt the warmth of his new body fat.

Jim couldn't help but notice the sensations coursing through him as he touched his own new, soft body fat. The initial fear and discomfort began to give way to something unexpected—arousal. His fingers glided over the plush curves of his chubby belly, his hands exploring the unfamiliar terrain of his expanded love handles.

He stole a glance at Bruce, who was watching him intently, a knowing and inviting look in his eyes. Jim realized that he wasn't the only one feeling a heightened sense of desire. It was as if their shared experience had ignited a spark of passion between them.

With each passing moment, Jim felt more and more comfortable with his new body. The touch of his own soft flesh was intoxicating, and he couldn't resist the allure of exploring this newfound sensuality. Tentatively, he reached out to Bruce, their hands meeting, fingers intertwining as they shared an unspoken connection.

In that moment, as their lips met and their bodies drew closer, Jim discovered a new facet of himself. - Who are you? Asked Bruce.

- I'm your Teddy Bear

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fattening someone up but doing it in like. a masculinizing way. telling you “eat up, i like boys who look like they can handle themselves” with a coy little wink as i add another serving to your plate, grabbing your chub, “gotta make sure you can keep me warm.” squeezing your doughy arm the same way one would squeeze a guy’s muscled bicep, even more admiringly. saying things like “i need a guy with a little weight on him,” as i encourage you to order a second entree when we’re out to dinner, and on the way home i rub your stuffed belly, “hm, you’re still a little scrawny, but you’ll be a real hunk in no time.”

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Reminder that I got really fat

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Winter is coming, I fear for my twinky roommate that he simply won't survive with such little body mass. Can you help give him some 'winter fur'?

Winter is coming

The winter season had brought its signature chill to the city, and it was keenly felt within the shared apartment of Damian and Andy. Damian, a man of ample girth, reveled in his comfort as he lounged on his bed. Meanwhile, Andy, his roommate, was a stark contrast, his slender frame making him particularly vulnerable to the encroaching cold.

As the night grew colder, a soft but persistent knock on Damian's bedroom door drew his attention. Andy stood there, wrapped in a shiver, his voice quivering as he asked, "Damian, it's freezing out here. Would you happen to have a spare sweater or something to keep me warm?"

Damian, with a good-natured grin, rose from his bed and headed to his wardrobe, where he began rummaging through the collection of clothes. "Of course, Andy," Damian replied. "Let's see what we have here."

After a brief search, Damian produced a generously sized, warm gray hoodie and handed it to Andy. As Andy took the jumper and felt its cozy fabric, his eyes widened in surprise as he observed Damian, who was comfortably attired in a simple tank top.

Andy couldn't help but chuckle as he said, "I can't believe you're just in a t-shirt! Worry about the cold?"

Damian laughed heartily, patting his substantial midsection, and responded, "Nah, my friend, not with this insulation. I've got my own natural 'winter fur.'"

Andy retreated to his bedroom, feeling the warm embrace of the borrowed sweater enveloping his body, providing a much-needed source of comfort. As the cozy fabric clung to his skin, a subtle transformation began to unfold, completely taking Andy by surprise.

His stomach, once flat, began to swell, forming a chubby belly that pressed against the vest. The lower back and hips gradually sprouted small love handles, and the lower part of his belly extended beyond the vest's confines. His butt cheeks seemed to plump up, giving his posterior a rounder and fuller appearance, while his thighs expanded until they touched each other.

Andy's chubby belly continued to grow, reaching a modest-sized roundness. The love handles, once discreet, became more prominent. His arms and legs lost their definition as softness and plumpness took over. His face adopted a rounder contour, while his lower neck, shoulders, and arms gained soft tissue.

The transformation continued as Andy's back developed a noticeable fat roll above his love handles, and the top of his thighs fattened up dramatically. The strain on his clothing became evident as his jeans began to rip, unable to contain the rapid changes taking place. His entire backside seemed to explode outward, shifting from chubby to outright fat, and his once modest belly expanded into an obese gut with a clear underbelly. His groin surged with fat, forming a pillowy fat pad.

As if this weren't enough, Andy noticed hair sprouting from various parts of his body, his hands and feet becoming chubbier, and his side fat merging with his chest fat, giving his chest a soft, fat appearance that resembled moobs.

Alarmed and bewildered, Andy rushed to the bathroom and gazed at his reflection in the mirror. The transformation was undeniable, and in shock, he let out a scream.

The borrowed sweater now clung perfectly to Andy's transformed body, as if it had been custom-tailored to his newfound shape. As he examined himself in the bathroom mirror, still bewildered by the sudden changes, the warmth provided by the garment was undeniable.

Just then, Damian strolled into the bathroom, appearing remarkably relaxed and at ease. He observed Andy with a knowing smile and remarked, "You'll never feel the cold again, my friend." Damian, now completely at ease with the situation, made a request, asking Andy to remove the sweater, allowing him to see the remarkable changes in his physique.

With a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, Andy complied and revealed his newly altered body. Damian's eyes twinkled with approval as he gently touched Andy's round gut. "Perfect," he said, a sense of camaraderie and satisfaction in his voice, "just like me."

Spotting Andy's ripped jeans, Damian offered, "I'll lend you some of my clothes that'll fit you perfectly. But for now, let's savor the view." Andy couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth, not just from the sweater but from Damian's friendly touch on his round belly. He felt a newfound sense of relaxation and contentment.

Andy tentatively ran his hands over his plump thighs and round belly, reveling in the softness and fullness of his transformed body. Damian noticed Andy's joy and joined in the laughter, both of them appreciating the unique turn of events and the newfound connection between them.

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Pushing a piggy to eat more and more through the internet🐷😍

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*swoon!* Such a hunk!

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Growing bigger

Julian always had the thirst the be the biggest in his school. He wanted to be the manliest in the school he wished to be a big muscle bear. Unfortunately, he had lost the gene lottery and was nothing but a frail nerd nothing to what he aspired to be.

After a long day of school, he arrived home and had nothing to do but go to the gym. I mean he had to start somewhere, right? When he walked in, he felt a gust of air that sent a shiver down his spine. He tried to make his way through the gym when he was stopped by the man he aspired to be.

"Where you off to" asked the stranger. "Umm I don't know I'm trying to be the biggest at my school" replied Julian enthusiastically. "Really what a goal you have." "I just don't know where to start." "You know what? I just so happen to be someone who is experimenting on a new drug called 'porker'" What a funny name thought Julian. "It's still in the experimental phase but I promise you that it works like a charm. I mean look at me how do you think I got to look this smoking hot? I'll let you have some since I have been in your position." "Wow, you would do that for me?" "Yes, little buddy." The stranger gave Julian the pill. Whilst the transaction was happening happened the pill fell on the floor. Julian picked it up and when he looked back the man just disappeared.

Julian got home with the hope the pill would work. He grabbed a bottle of water and guzzled it down. He felt nothing at first and thought to himself "Maybe this was a scam". Little did he know it was going to work. As he slipped into his seat to do homework. While doing them he started to feel an itch all over his body. He thought maybe he got bitten by a mosquito. After a few seconds, he felt like his skin was punctured with a million tiny needles as thick locks of hair shrouded all over his body. He was in shock as he thought the man was a sham. The next step was his "muscle" his body quickly gained muscle mass that filled in his weak frame. Slowly but surely, he was buffer than he ever was. He was pleased with this transformation and thought it would end there but he was wrong. He began to grow from all directions. He grew 5 inches in height, but he also grew fat. Thick layers of fat covered his once-toned body. All of the buttons on his pajamas popped leaving his bulge of fat on in free air. He soon became his worst nightmare the biggest bear in school.

He ran to the gym where he found the stranger. He yelled at him in anger and wanted to be changed back to his former self. "Little Julian, you told me you wanted to be the biggest at your school. Did I not do so?" "What do you mean? I just want to go back I hate this. Please turn me back to who I was". "There is no way to turn you back. Next time careful with what you wish for" as the stranger disappeared in thin air. The realization hit Julian as he knew there was no going back. Julian felt an immense pain in his stomach. All he wanted to do now was to eat. He quickly ordered whatever he could. He became accustomed to his new life. All memories of his former frail smart self were gone. His only dream now was to grow bigger.