#holiday weight

[obesenhappy]

The holidays. 🐷

It fit last summer, what happened?

[obsob]

once more around the sun!! :3

[andromeddog]

a well deserved rest

my secret santa gift for @onlyyouexisthere ✨ i hope you enjoy this drawing of winters having a little break, which we could all use

[billygetsbigger]

Hope this belly rests on the vanity soon 🤪

[growmybelly]

I thought I heard something rip when I sat down with my third plate of Christmas dinner it didn’t think much about till I got home and saw the damage. I probably should’ve skipped dessert but that definitely didn’t happen 🐷

[leoballistic]

You surely know him, but as you continue to expand, growing larger, heavier, and rounder, I can’t help but think of Bongbelly. Your gut is becoming a true monument to indulgence - an enormous, swelling orb of MASS pressing outward, firm beneath the surface yet yielding and soft to the touch. With every pound you pack onto yourself, every meal that pushes your belly further into a massive, heavy dome, you embody the sheer essence of overfed excess. Your once manageable frame has given way to a vast, spreading bulk, your stomach stretching tighter, heavier, rounder with each passing day. And don‘t you love it so much?

It dominates your form now: jutting forward, resting heavily in your lap, pressing against anything in its way. A gut so stuffed and bloated, so packed with soft, growing flesh, it wobbles and quivers with every movement. And yet, the bigger you become, the more insatiable your hunger grows, the deeper your need to expand, to feel the weight piling on, to embrace the ever-thickening, ever-growing mass of your own creation. Every added inch, every outgrown item of clothing, every extra pound, only fuels your desire to grow even more.

Wow Manoph. You really know how to make a guys desires to grow even stronger than they already are after reading that! Thank you for taking the time to write this beautiful and hot piece!

Bongbellygainer is of course a well known gainer and I do find our bodies very similar. Both hard gainers getting fat. The body (which is not really built for it) doing its best to store fat as it can, but in the end storing it as a fat firm mass in the belly and love handles. Firm but with give when touched. Wobbling and bouncing more and more the bigger it gets.

No truer words can be said. The bigger I get, watching my clothes shrink, the scale numbers increase, then the bigger I want to get and the more food I want to consume.

As for it pressing against anything in its way… here’s a snap from today.

[squishykitty825]

Christmas at Wayne Manor is usually hectic. With various arguments about varying topics and an inevitable snowball fight that ended with the four boys being draped in blankets in front of the fire because they were all out there in nothing but sweatpants.

Between serving rounds of hot chocolate and adding new logs to the fire, Alfred would be seen cleaning up the discarded tissue paper and scraps of wrapping paper that littered the floor.

That is until the year Bruce gave each one of his children weighted blankets, and the hours which in previous years had been flooded with shouting and shivering bodies were replaced with the sound of deep breathing.

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The lack of noise coming from the drawing room was concerning as Bruce made his way back to the room after helping Alfred finish cleaning up the wrapping paper. Alfred was currently in the kitchen beginning preparations for Christmas dinner.

As he stepped into the room, bracing himself for a snowball to the face—because there’s no other way his children would be this quiet unless they were planning a sneak attack—but was surprised to find his children weren’t scheming as he had thought. Dick was sitting in front of the couch, Tim and Stephanie leaning their heads on either of his shoulders and Damian curled up on his lap, their weighted blankets draped over each of them while Jason laid on the couch under his own blanket. All of them were asleep.

Leaning against the doorframe, Bruce crossed his arms and watched the deep breathing of his kids, the soft music coming from the record player Dick had given to Alfred floating over to him.

“I believe you made a good decision for their gifts this year, Master Bruce,” Alfred said softly, coming to a stop beside him.

Bruce smiled. “I’m afraid Jason won’t be able to keep up his promise to help you with Christmas dinner this year, Alfred.”

“That’s alright, Master Bruce,” the butler replied. “Let them sleep. I do not think any of them have gotten this much sleep in a while.”

Bruce chuckled. Between regular villains of the week and the holiday schemes from a myriad of different villains, they had all been swamped on patrol.

“I’d offer to help, but I think we both know it’s for the best that I don’t,” Bruce said.

“I appreciate the thought nonetheless,” Alfred replied.

They stood there in silence for a moment.

Then, as Alfred turned to leave, Bruce said, “Merry Christmas, Alfred.”

“Merry Christmas, Master Bruce.”

[venusinsilk]

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[kuroashims]

when will people understand that skinny shaming is a thing and that it is as wrong as any type of shaming? stop telling us to eat. stop telling us to gain weight. stop telling us that we're anorexic and should start taking care of ourselves. well in fact stop telling whatever you may think about our appearance. many of us aren't skinny by choice and if you're uncomfortable with our pointy bones then stop looking at us or deal with it! friendly reminder that inclusivity doesn't only work for larger body types. you never know what struggles lie behind a frail silhouette, but shaming will never ever be the solution

[librafeedee]

These work pants are getting pretty snug … I haven’t gained any weight since Thanksgiving have I? 😳 I may have been eating a little bit more than usual but it’s just holiday weight it’ll slide right off 😏🤭

Teasing encouraged 💜💜

[shiftythrifting]

Kids scale/shoe size measuring tool, pink camo Easter basket, Shake Weight(TM), a teapot I would have purchased if not for the weird stand at the bottom that did not detach, and multiple fairy godfather figures (we counted at least 25 throughout the store).

Valley Thrift Fairfield, Ohio USA 

Submitted by @mama-turtle13

[bielbunny]

Happy Holidays and all that.

Binging on the holiday season does things to your frame, you know? - 🌑

[celestialthiccy]

Rumor has it I'm still recovering from that Thanksgiving bloat

[princessdumpling]

I got hips, thighs, and don't discriminate against pies 🩷

[touchstone-telephone]

AUSTIN (as Ibex): Orth! [claps] Good to see you. 

JACK (as Orth): Candidate—

AUSTIN (as Ibex): Shame about all that business the other day. I—eugh.

JACK (as Orth): Yes, well.

AUSTIN: Hand on your shoulder. 

AUSTIN (as Ibex): Take a seat.

JACK (as Orth): Oh, uh, thanks. Um, so I have a—um, I have some questions. I have two questions.

AUSTIN (as Ibex): Sure.

JACK (as Orth): Did—did you mean what you said back there on the ship about—about—you know... me not flying the ship anymore?

AUSTIN (as Ibex): No, you’d keep flying it, of course. It’s just—I think you’d make a great leader in peacetime.

JACK (as Orth): Huh. Thanks!

AUSTIN (as Ibex): Really. The people here really love you, and that’s impressive. I’m—I am—it is rare to see a leader who, at the same time, has your gentleness? You know, you’re like a very good dog.

JACK (as Orth): [sincerely pleased] Oh, thank you.