#fat men tight clothes

[bigdaddyguapo]

Idk whY these cl0thes don’t fit like they Used to 🤷🏻‍♂️

Knw where2👀 big daddy

[xephiro]

My shirt shrunk in machine i think😅🐷, other new vid on my patreon/onlyfans✨️

[exjockinprogress69]

"How's the food on the holiday?"

Me:

[extrafew]

You guys have GOT to stop overfeeding me. Dad is getting a little fat.

[fatteensstuff]

It’s 3XL 😭

[chubbycelebs]

In his attempt to build muscle mass Ross Lynch accidentally finds a love for fast food and feeling full. He grows endlessly, expanding in every way unable to stop fattening up

(ai images)

[sahnejungsliebhaber]

„Die ganzen Geschäftsessen sorgen dafür, dass mein Gürtel ständig zu eng wird.“ – Nimm Hosenträger!

“All those business lunches are making my belt too tight all the time.” - Take suspenders!

[mikejcubz]

trying on my older brother's shirt

full vid up on patreon now

[bigdaddyguapo]

Tight clothes try-on ⬆️

Big daddy has been known to pop some shirt buttons & rip a pair of pants or two … ain’t nothin with this big body

[exjockinprogress69]

Well I've finally started it:

If you'd like some video content or requests send them through now off to dinner

[phatter-auto-restoration]

My restoration shop the guys come in skinny or little bellies. They learn restoration skills and grow in knowledge and stature filling out getting big. The bigger they are the more of an expert they are.

[untitledinstinct]

This is between 15 and 20lbs ago.

Help me get the last 4.6lbs and I'll try them on again.

The first photo was from 40lbs ago.

https://www.paypal.me/thatguyyates

[gainerappreciation]

a dublin daddy 😍 #belly #dublindaddy

[infectbait]

shout out to midsize people and people with wildly fluctuating weights trying to dress comfortably this summer they dont make it easy do they

[chubbycelebs]

The Weight of Fame (part 1)

It was 2016. The biggest band in the world was everywhere, 1 Direction. This was until the boys decided to go on a break, all now pursuing a solo career. But the one the fans were most excited for was the band's pretty boy, Harry Styles.Harry had been dubbed the leader of the band, with his insane vocal range and amazing good looks. The fans were obsessed with him and they couldn't wait to see what he brings when he releases his solo music.

Once the band were on their break, Harry began to realise the amount of pressure that was on him to create music that the fans would love but also what they wouldn't expect. Days began to pass and Harry struggled with even stepping foot in the music room at his house. He had developed such anxiety around starting his own solo music. He decided to call up his manager and explain. Thankfully his manager was very understanding of the amount of pressure he was under and said for Harry to take some time off an enjoy his life now that he was out of the band with no responsibility.

Hearing those words relaxed Harry instantly. After that he would walk around his huge mansion in his underwear, eating ice cream for breakfast, watching hours and hours of TV that he never had the time for before. He loved relaxing so much, he forgot what it was like. The boys in the band were always kept on a tight routine. They always had to be up 6am to work out as if the boys weren't in fit shape at all times for the fans then they would lose that sex appeal when selling songs. After that it would be tour rehearsals or recording studios, followed by performances and shows, it was never ending. They would be lucky to even get 6 hours of sleep a night. So now getting to sleep in till 1pm, eat what he wants and just lay down relaxing, this was all that Harry wanted.

As the weeks went by, Harry had still not been struck with inspiration for any new music. He would be feeling anxious about this but to be honest he was not worried at all. His manager said he could have up to a year off if he felt like it so Harry was in no rush to get off his ass and record. Whilst his lifestyle for the past few weeks hadn't changed, his body sure had. Harry had gone from a 2 hour work out a day to not even stepping foot in a gym once. And to add to it, he hadn't been eating the best either. Filling his days with eating sweet treats and fast food, his body didn't resemble the pop mega star that he was just a few weeks ago.

One morning Harry got out of bed and walked over to the mirror. As he looked at him self he was surprised by the Harry that was looking back at him.

Harry noticed how his tank top clung tightly to his protruding belly. His belly poked out far and his love handles rounded out his silhouette. Harry rubbed his hand over his softer frame, feeling the warm fat that was covering his once rippling abs. Harry had expected to feel disgusted in his self that he had let him self go to become this chubby lazy slob, however he kind of enjoyed the softness of his body. The jiggle that ran through his gut as he walked, the soft warm pillow that was always on him, he even enjoyed how tight his vest top clung to his skin. He grabbed his phone and snapped a photo of his body. He was happy with these changes, they almost resembled how free he was now. Before the regiment of keeping fit felt like he was a prisoner but now with his soft expanded frame, it was like he was breaking free of those expectations.

Now that he had realised the toll his new lifestyle had taken on him, this inspired Harry to carry on relaxing. He has never in his life had this freedom to eat what he wants, do what he likes, not worry about public opinion. He wanted to take advantage of this new found freedom and carry on with this slobbish lifestyle.

As Harry stuffed him self full of greasy foods, he began to wonder how much weight he had gained. He decided to try on a shirt that he loved to wear when he was fit. He wanted to see how he filled it out now with his round soft gut. As he put it on, his arms felt squeezed into the tight arm holes. As he tugged it over his shoulders, he realised just how difficult it would be to button up. He grabbed both sides of his shirt and sucked in and tried to button them up. As he did up the bottom 4 buttons, he couldn't hold hid breath for any longer, releasing his jelly belly.

His gut filled the shirt to its max, pushing threateningly against the buttons and pulling hard at the seams. Harry looked at his body, and couldn't be more excited. Just as he did with his tank top, he loved the feeling of his big body pressed against his tight, too small clothes. He pushed his belly out further and one of the buttons popped off flying across the room. Harry couldn't help but crack a smile. He thought what it might be like to grow too big for his clothes. What if one day he puts on a shirt and his belly is hanging out, or his jeans pop open due to the amount of fat he has added to his frame. This idea got the singer so excited, he needed to know what it was like.

The next week or so were filled with fast food, pints of ice cream, thick cream, soda, and pastries. Harry was determined now to grow out of his clothes. He thought about what his band mates would think of him growing fat like this. Would they be disappointed with him, disgusted with his piggy ways, or would they be proud of him for letting go, finding comfort and relaxing for the first time?

One night after a long day of eating, Harry had become very bloated, his belly hard with how stuffed he was. He decided to try on another shirt he really liked when he was skinny. When he picked up this shirt he looked at it and then down at his bloated gut, he knew there was no chance it would fit. When he was in shape this shirt was always a little tighter especially around his chest but now his gut stuck out way further than his chest did. He took the shirt and squeezed it over his head, he pushed his thickened arms through the tight arm holes and then attempted to pull the shirt down over his big belly.

The shirt couldn't even reach his jeans, a sliver of his hairy gut was exposed and this was when he had stretched it over his belly. His love handles slightly spilled out of the top but it wasn't till he lifted his arms that his whole gut was exposed. The tight shirt rolled up instantly exposing his whole belly, his love handles popping out with a little jiggle. The top resembled more of a crop top now only covering up his soft chest. Harry rubbed his belly and was so pleased with it. This shirt was unwearable now, he had grown too relaxed and soft to even get away with it. He was proud of his growth on his time off but he couldn't help but think, what if he got bigger?

New story detailing Harry Styles break from music and what he discovers about himself. I know this story may seem similar to another story I did but I plan on going into much more detail and exploring a different ending so I hope you enjoy!