#fat band

[beerdobaradoblog]

Black Sabbath? More like SNACK SABBATH!

[spicyraeman]

my lae'zel doodle for today

[serpentine-illusion]

Copia hips appeciation post what are you gonna do about it

[housecow]

it’s no wonder i’m outgrowing everything..

[wrathofrats]

Raw me big sexy applies to cumulus too btw

[fulltimecatwitch]

DO THEY KNOW OASIS IS REUNITING ?!?!?!

[bunnyboy-juice]

g-d bless femme ass hair 🥰

[atomicc]

BRUCE IS FAT!!!! He literally has a very simple body plan that doesn't work in the same way a humans body would so you can't even say "oh well idk how to draw fat bodies" he is just two ovals. OVALS. And God That Excuse is bullshit anyways because every single human Bruce I see has him as eehhh kinda husky but could easily be seen as skinny if you didn't look close enough. It's sad. It's sad to finally have a fat character treated as not only a good thing but someone who is a heart throb that people fawn over and no ome draws him fat.

Look at this. No excuse. That's his body shape. He doesn't have the same body shape as JD or Branch or anything he has a round body shape. He's not just Branch but a little thicker he is unmistakably fat. JD is husky. Bruce is fat. Ok. Please. Begging.

[eros-ghoulette]

Does that look like abs to you?

[beerdobaradoblog]

BASS GO BURR but it's diffferent angles #shorts #rock #postgrunge #rock...

[copias-juicebox]

wobble wobble. x

[dewdrops-whammy-bar]

Yeah sorry I was just thinking about Cumulus’s fat cock again don’t mind me

It’s short for ghoul standards, about 5-6 inches (ghouls are HUNG, the average is 7-9 inches), but it makes up for that in girth. Not as thick as Aether but still enough to make even a seasoned bottom whine a bit at the stretch. Her balls are covered in neatly groomed soft fluffy feathers and not impressively big but soooooo sensitive.

Lus is the mating press QUEEN. She’s a big girl and she uses it to her full advantage to pin down her packmates. The closest ghouls can get to heaven is being bred by Cumulus while being suffocated by her tits.

Knotting is her favorite part of course. She looooves growling praises into her partner’s ear while she stretches them open even MORE. She doesn’t cum a lot since she started E but it’s always enough to satisfy.

She’s a big fan of lazy frotting. Waking up from a nap with a packmate, nuzzling them awake, and getting them worked up with a few sweet words is her specialty. Sunny is the most enthusiastic about this- she can do it for hours, snuggling and kissing with Lus as their cocks make a mess on their tummies.

Her signature move is telling someone “I’m gonna make us both mommies” right before she pops her knot in. This is most effective on Swiss, but she’s sworn to secrecy about that.

[housecow]

Who says you have to be one or the other? I think you could have lots of fun transitioning between a housebound cow on oxygen and the fattest soccer mom possible. Maybe it’s all in the timing, maybe start out as a housebound cow and shift into soccer mom mode later.

okay, this is hot as fuck. getting to experience the limits of what my body can handle and then losing a portion of the weight—not too much, just enough to be easily mobile again, managing my health as well. but i’m still, what, 350-400lbs?

the whispers i’d hear from the other parents… “she’s such a fucking cow,” “how much do you think she weighs?” “there’s just so much… flab!”

and little do they know this is my lightest from the last few years. that i’d been 600lbs at some point, needing help up from bed and from anywhere i’d plopped down to feast. that my husband had plumped me up to obscene numbers, reveling in the fact i was dependent on him for almost everything.

my present soft, full, wobbling figure is the result of hard work. not only to get active, but in denying both myself and my spouse. we know what we want, but it’s for the kids now! they need a mom that can keep up with them. sure, i get winded easily, can’t see my feet or even past my tits, but this is an improvement!!

others just see my huffing and puffing as a failure, when it’s the opposite. it takes dedication. the extra wide folding chair i pull out at every soccer game was bought with pride, and the way my husband squeezes that back roll he gifted me is comforting.

sure, it still takes a lot of food to keep up with being 400lbs… i still eat like a pig. sonic shakes at every game and countless fast food runs before 3:30pm school pickup. i RSVP to neighborhood/school bbqs and they have to spend double the amount on food (we chip in!) but it’s all a labor of love!

plus, when it’s just my feeder and i, he gets to tease me about it all. talks about how hot it was when i needed the walker. how much of a shut in i was compared to now—“remember when you couldn’t even drive because your belly was in the way?”

he’d lay a hand on my still-formidabile tummy, stretched out from the hundreds of lbs and a few of his kids. i know he wants so badly to get me back there, i can tell what he’s thinking. and if he started that process—funneling every night, telling me what to eat and when—i wouldn’t be able to stop him. but we’re responsible :3

[smoke-and-silver]

Dewdrop: ouughh i am dying you have to let me hold your dick im dying aether

Aether: no ??

Swiss, incredulously: and just let him die ???

[spect-era]

How it feels when ppl say they don’t like cici (they’re wrong)

Based off this image btw

[forlorn-crows]

noah: You're always invited to come in whenever you want!! 😌 I'll make tea, and then we can talk about how sweetly Aether is gonna ruin Dew 🥴 crow: oh if you get me started you wont hear the end of it noah: I'm sat, talk all you want 👀☕️ crow: oh when i get home from work its over for you, prepare for Horny

@noahl-art, you asked for it. based on his dewther artwork here and the fact i can never shut up about aether tdick hnghdf

fuck, aethe, it's . . . it's so fat. sure, dew's seen him hard. but not like this. not throbbing under his own dick, sticky with his own dripping slick. he can't help the way his eyes go wide, watching it pulse.

aether's big hand slides up his chest. nuzzles his nose into dew's hairline and shushes him. know you can take it all. he smiles gently. look how bad you want it.

and oh, how dew wants it. he can't help but make a little noise in the back of his throat and grind against it. aether reciprocates, turning his body so they're facing each other, bending his knees so dew's cock still sits atop his own.

should get you to ride it. you want that, baby boy?

uh huh. and dew throbs so hard his thighs jump.

aether slides his hand down between them and thumbs at dew's growth, peeking full and pink out from its hood. the pad of his finger brushes over and dew jumps again. gonna play with this too, while you bounce. aether's already spinning them, tugging dew onto the bed to straddle his lap. get you so slick.

f-fuck, dew grunts, falling onto his hands on each side of aether's shoulders. fuck, want you to put it in.

mn. you ready for me already? aether kneads at his thighs, spreading them until their hips meet. and then he spreads dew's folds, thumbs caressing each one until they part with a soft, moist sound. oh, baby boy, look at you. so fucking handsome. he pets at them until dew shifts enough to make them cover his fat length, kissing the ruffled labia that pull taught from the tip.

fucking hells, dew mutters. his legs are shaking, just a little. enough to show his desperation, how easily he falls into aether's skilled hands.

aether's cock throbs and both of them groan.

go on, love, he purrs, pushing on dew's hips. lemme fill you up.

oh. shhhiit---

that's it, just there. aether's head thumps back onto the pillows. fuck, you're perfect. sit on my cock so pretty.

dew keens, grinds a little. his slick makes the slide too easy, overly pleasurable. aether throbs inside and he nearly starts begging right there.

he reaches back for dew's cock. thumb pulling back the hood to arch the tip even further. his other fingers dip between his folds and gather his own slick, spreading it over the head.

dew's stomach jumps. aether hums and smiles, moving his fingers in slow, luxurious circles. pleasure shoots through his core.

gonna get you to cum on it, aether rasps. he snaps his hips, shallow but quick. 'til that little dick is red and dripping. huh, baby boy?