#nNff

[annoyinglilbro]

Spoiled prince bent over the throne being fucked and taunted by his guard.

“Taking is so well, my little prince. Born to be a slut, tell me how it feels to take a real cock. To be fucked by a real man and not some prissy, pampered, prat. You were made for me, taking my cock and nobody else. Those spoiled suitors of yours wouldn’t know what to do with you.”

“Ahh…nnff…more please more…”

“If only your father could hear you begging for a peasants cock. I’m already giving you so much and still you whine for more, the prince really is a spoiled whore.”

[newtabfics]

Could i please get ganondorf overpowering archer y/n in the battle field and she's just completely lost on his cock?

OOOOH MY GOD YeS

Triggers for noncon to dubcon elements.

She gasped and moaned, back arching off the tower wall as her wrists were pinned over her head.

She was the last soldier in the outpost alive it seemed and this was how the Gerudo King opted to celebrate his victory. Y/N would gladly take it over that brutal blade on his hip. Though the massive weapon pounding into her fluttering hole was making her see stars.

Ganondorf smirked as the Hylian, with tears rolling down her face, moaned out in pleasure as he thrust into her. "Such a small vai. Practically--Nnff! Made to be fucked," he grunted as he thrust, keeping a steady pace. "I think I'll be taking you." He pressed deeper into her as he pressed his entire body against her, watching the bulge in her stomach with a mad grin. "I think I'll make you my wife. Not a chance I'll let such a tight cunt escape me after this. Would you like to be my wife?"

If it meant being ravished like this, she gladly accepted this, rolling her hips.

"Good vai," He groaned, his free hand lifting her leg and hooking her ankle over his shoulder. He watched her choke and scream as her orgasm ripped through her. With a smirk, he drove himself deeper. "I'm going to breed my heir into you."

[noneedforflowers]

✿ No Need for Flowers 12/15/24 ✿

Progress update!

Hello! It's been a while since I've posted, and I'd like to share how development is going!

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Steam page progress

My original plan was to make this update after publishing the Steam page, but it's taken longer than expected. As it turns out, registering an LLC, opening a new bank account, and researching how to make a professional-looking Steam page takes time, lol. It's almost done, though! All that's left is to finish the capsule art.

I was going to publish the store page with rushed placeholder art, just to get it out there. Before I went through with it, I asked some of my friends what they thought, and I got the impression it was probably not the best idea. This is what I showed them:

I mashed a bunch of assets together and color shifted everything to be brighter...

It seems like the best decision would be to make an original piece now instead. Making good art will take much more time than just mashing assets together, but I think it'll be worth it. Here are some of the rough thumbnails I came up with:

Trying to go for a cool and dynamic composition

I'll post the final whenever it's completed, so look forward to that!

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How far is development?

Very far. Like, I'm currently working on the final boss far.

Honestly, I somewhat regret waiting this long to start making NNFF public (2 years!!), but also working with zero pressure and zero need to think about social media for so long helped me get a lot of work done. So I actually somewhat don't regret it.

Here's a rough idea of the major tasks left:

Final level + final boss

Some cutscenes

Most CGs/big art pieces

Some fluff features, such as a sound test

Polishing the story draft and dialogue

Getting feedback and testing

Music and SFX

There are a few more things, but those are the least spoiler-y and most time-consuming ones.

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What I'm currently working on

I've been hopping between working on the final boss, finalizing the story and writing, and random bug fixes.

One specific thing that took a lot of my time recently was finalizing a monologue that's told in the background of one of the end-game stages. I still have to run it by some friends to see if it sucks, but here's a snippet of it:

I'm trying to make NNFF as unique of an experience that I can, so I added quite a few experimental things like this.

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Thank you for reading this far. I hope to have more things to share with you soon!

[sterekchub]

Valentine’s Day prompt: Derek gets shot with Cupid’s arrow, but because of messed up beacon hills logic, he becomes enamored with greasy burgers instead of a person. Cue stuffing and weight gain.

It's the story of the mice who hit the pleasure button and starve to death....except Derek is hitting the "Burger button" until he's ready to pop (or until he's too fat to lift one more burger to his mouth...) The Sheriff is the first one to find out. He shows up a diner and at first, doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. Derek and a few other people are sitting at their respective booths, all quietly eating, all fully clothed. He starts to think it might be a prank when Derek takes a bite of his burger and lets out the most pornagraphic moan the Sheriff has ever heard. "He's been doing that ALL afternoon," an irritable waitress informs him. "This is his 6th burger." It takes the Sheriff a quick conversation, with Derek groaning "I can't seem to stop," with a wild, lustful look in his eyes before he calls Stiles and for good measure, Deaton. None of them are very helpful or have any answers. Stiles offers to keep an eye on Derek, who ordered another 3 burgers, and werewolf or not, the Sheriff is a little concerned his eyes are bigger than his stomach. **** It only takes a bit of experimenting to realize it doesn't matter if it's a fast food burger, diner burger, gourmet burger. Toppings don't matter. Beef or pork or chicken...Derek eagerly devours them all the same. "Stiles, I don't care blurrrRPPP where it comes from. Just hand it over!" It's also very apparent that werewolves can eat more or less constantly, if they push themselves. "I think you should stop..." "Just need nnff one or two more nnnnghh. Feels so BRRRRPppph fucking good chomp to be this gurrrrPPPP full." Stiles hands over the burgers. The button on Derek's jeans goes flying across the room as he leans forward to take the bag. **** Stiles catches Derek jerking off more than once. Once hand dripping in burger grease and mayo, wrapped around his cock in lieu of lotion, stroking up and down while Derek crams a burger into his mouth with his other hand. He's completely unbothered by Stiles entering the room, barely looking up. "Seriously? Put the burger down, Derek." "Too chomp good." "I can see that." Stiles put a hand on Derek's swollen, basketball sized middle. "Need a hand?" Derek seems indiffferent to the proposal. "Go hunnnngh for it." It's a better arrangement. Stiles gets to appreciate the weight of Derek's gut resting on his head, or gets to admire all the weight settling into his backside...and Derek can double fist burgers while he's being fucked. **** It isn't long before the all-burger diet starts to catch up with Derek- fast. He pushes himself far past the normal limits, eating until he's sweating grease and his stomach is letting out low, rumbling protests and bursts of gas as warning that it's being overworked and overstuffed, but Derek still reaches out his pudgy hand for more. "You're eating bacon burgers now? How many have you had?" "Only Rrrltbllpft a dozen wheeze or two."

"No wonder you look like such a pig, that's a lot of bacon, Der." **** "There's more cheese than meat on that." "It's munch a mac and cheese fffrttt burger. Splrrrpffbllt." Derek would happily betray anyone in his pack for a good, triple-bacon and mac and cheese burger. Except maybe Stiles...who enabled him terrible and always brought over more burgers to Derek when he got too full to lift his heavy mass off the couch. **** Derek's stomach isn't bottomless, as much as he wishes it was, and even with his werewolf stretching stomach abilities, he would hit his limit. There was still a pile of fast food burgers on the table in front of Derek. Stiles had watch him eat an impressive fifteen triple burgers before finally having to admit defeat. Derek would sink back against the couch, both hands massaging his belly, desperate to make more room so he could go back to eating. "I'm a little jealous about the look you've been giving that burger..." "Need...huff...more." "I think you've reached your limit." Derek shook his head. "Just BOOOUARP need a groan prrbt push." Stiles' has the never failing solution. Pulls Derek up with great difficult and a lot of pulling, given that both Derek's belly and his ass were threatening to become wider than he was tall. While Derek slowly waddles his way to the bedroom, Stiles grabs the burgers and follows behind him, lightly smacking his wobbling backside to push him along faster. Their mattress is on the floor, because with Derek's burger-filled belly hanging almost to his knees, the effort or getting into bed proved too much for him most nights Still, Derek gets down on all fours, belly pressing against the mattress and flowing to the sides. The pressure of supporting his weight elicits another thunderous round of gas from him. Stiles sticks the burgers in front of him, within reach, and wastes no time in stripping down and grabbing the bottle of lube on their bedstand. "What are you waiting for, Derek? You're the burger hog, get eating. You're not going to let those go to waste, are you? A greedy fatass like you needs all the burgers he can get." Derek moans and stuffs one into his mouth. "So...mmmppph RRPPPppphH full." "What do you expect when you eat like a pig all day? Just look at all this blubber." He takes huge handfuls of Derek's backrolls as he thrusts into him. Stiles takes his time fucking Derek, knowing it won't be long before Derek is too fat. His dick buried in blubber and impossible to reach, and soon his backside was going to be too fat for Stiles to fuck him. The thought makes Stiles thrust faster. Beneath him, Derek is practically grunting and oinking like his true piggy self to finish off the burgers...

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"Share the burden?"

A smug grin spreading through her face, now both hands were rubbing at the pinkette's gut... squeezing, kneading, fondling that soft mound of adipose-

While also bumping the obese girl's back with her own paunch... much harder and firm to the touch unlike Madoka's-

"What do you suggest? I am not sure if that is possible to begin with... but I'm curious now."

"Ngh-...!"

She takes a lumbering step back at the sudden forward nature, but didn't let it interrupt her train of thought. Or tried her best not to let it.

"I-I mean if you're the only one with a connection to that Witch that keeps it under control... a-and it causes strain on you... If you had someone else make that same connection wouldN'T-!!... N-Nnff... wouldn't that make things easier...?"

[devouring-hive]

Bwurrghp.

“I-I suppose I’ll be- Nnff... Starting my diet tomorrow, then...”

[chubbykanmuses]

"Hmmmnn... Easy solution... Don't think about the outcome... You clearly enjoy the process of tasting, yes~? Focus... on that...~" The blob-to-be answered her call as she pressed her own handful of fries into Yuugumo's mouth. Sure, Mari loved the idea of becoming monstrous... but with such an unhealthy-looking fatty beside her, how could she resist not making her just as bad as she was... or worse...

"I'm-... m-mmnnff..." She leaned over her bulk with a grunt, the process becoming harder by the minute as she pulled a massive pizza up to her chest and began to awkwardly roll it up, "...sure all you need... nnff... is someone to go through things... with you~" Before she shoved one end into Yuugumo's mouth.

"Aaamnff... mnulph..." And began to swallow the other end herself.

"That's like asking a fish not to swim! It's uhmf... in my nature, to think and worry about things. I'm a scientist after all... omfhh..."

Though once the switch went off, she didn't put up much of a resistance to Maricchi's advances, be it due to her appetite demanding some food, or trying to uphold her side of the bargain, she was eating all the same.

"Mmmfhh... let's see... I can compromise. Okay? Six hundred pounds is as far as I would be willing to go, now at least."

Since she was a bit above the 400's margin... that was still quite the increase. At least, she hoped it would be.

"Omfhh-"

And so~

She began to swallow from the other end, quickly approaching the middle point-

[bonezone44]

look..... I love a nice ass in a nice pair of jeans. NNFF. 🥵🥵🥵🥵

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Milo from pokemon pit and pec vore prompts if you havent done them yet? Love your work <3

I’d love to do some more for him! Been a while.

"Like this?" M.ilo asks, folding his massive arms behind his head. He's a little flustered by it, especially with the phone flittering around him, but he had promised R.aihan to help him with one of those 'streams' today. He didn't fully get it--M.ilo had never taken much interest in the Internet and its inner workings--but a promise was a promise. Even if it meant he had to be shirtless...

"Perfect!" R.aihan says with a grin. "Hold that pose, big guy. I'll be right back." With a big grin, the fellow gym leader leaves the locker room. M.ilo was flustered by the phone still capturing his form, but he couldn't think of anything to say to it, so he simply stood there waiting. R.aihan did eventually come back, though. With guests, even!

"These six are today's lucky guests!" R.aihan says to his phone. "So with their help, we'll be giving everyone an exclusive look at how M.ilo gets that big, burly bod of his."

M.ilo's face goes pink. "Huh? What do you mean? What are--nnff!" M.ilo groans and tenses a bit as he feels people on him. Those 'guest stars' had surrounded him while he was distracted. Two had planted their faces right into the man's exposed pits a third was fondling his chest.

"We've got two groups here!" R.aihan goes on. "And they're going to be racing to see who can last longer in M.ilo's body. Looks like group one is already getting acquainted."

"Th-They're what?" M.ilo asks. He's not against free food--what g.ym leader doesn't snack on their opponents from time to time?--but this was a bit sudden for him. He doesn't get to think about it before he feels people pushing into him, a pair of heads sinking into his pits and hands shoving their way between his pecs. He groans and closes his eyes, flexing his muscles and quickly sucking more of his prey in. It only takes three tight flexes to totally put them away.

"Look at that!" R.aihan says, grinning. "Didn't even take a minute for him to pack away some guys. Let's see how long they can last against his grinding muscles."

The answer was--not long. The post R.aihan has M.ilo in doe a good job to show off his bulging pecs and biceps at the same time, so the camera catches each flex and squeeze over the wiggling lumps in the farmer's muscles. The first crunch of bones echoes out from his chest after only a few flexes, and his arms follow suit. Each flex after that comes with a cacophony of cracks and pops and crunches as those massive muscles effortlessly break down live meat into nothing but pure mass. It only takes a couple minutes before M.ilo had broken down all three men, all that remains being a bit of extra swell to his muscle mass.

"And that's time!" R.aihand says. "Now, for group two..." He turns to the last three, who seem a lot more hesitant about what's going to happen to them. They all realized that, even if they did outlast those three, there wouldn't be anything salvageable of them left anyway. But the way out is locked, and with a rather forceful hand, R.aihand forces them into M.ilo's muscles. They squirm a bit more than the first group, but M.ilo puts them away just as easily.

If anything, their struggling only makes the process faster. His pecs flex together, and there's a short scream followed by very noisy crunches. M.ilo's pecs swell a bit and there's nothing left. His arms take a few more flexes, but before long, they've done the same to the feisty meals put in as well. That wasn't even half the time and all three are gone.

"Looks like group one is the winner!" R.aihand says with a grin. "I'm sure they would appreciate that but..." He gives M.ilo's chest a few pats. "...adding to this is reward on its own, right? Maybe we'll see how he does with more meat next time! Just be ready for your chance to get crushed into mass!"

"Next time..?" M.ilo asks, still blushing softly. He's never eaten like this so publicly...but it did feel kind of nice. He wouldn't mind being in more of these 'streams' if this is what he's going to be doing on them. Heck...maybe he'll even get a chance to meet some new fans out and about. He's heard that R.aihan will gulp down anyone who asks, no matter where they are. That doesn't sound so bad to M.ilo anymore.

"Next time!" R.aihan agrees. "We'll put your muscles to the test for everyone to see!"

M.ilo smiles just a bit and he subconsciously flexes again. "Then...I'll be waiting."

[blastikmusik]

sunny side down 652

O'Keefe Music Foundation - Fade Into You Tremendous Aron - Fakery In The Bakery All The Damn Vampires (featuring. Pensacola Mist & Andy James) - Carolina Lies Stephan Kreussel - Losing Sight GROUPLOVE (feat. PawPaw Rod & Valerie June) - Cheese Slowdive - andalucia plays Day Wave - As You Are Discovery Zone - Mall of Luv Earth Dad - Nnff Bubble Tea and Cigarettes - Emi Cigarettes After Sex - Motion Picture Soundtrack Yune - Cake Slowdive - skin in the game DOLLY ZOOM - Pill PACKS - Paige Machine Headaches & Golden Vessel - Happy Days in Happy Weather

[sandwichsakurauchi]

Madoka-chan is one thing, but... with how everything's turning as of late-

What about her circle of friends? Has she noticed any differences as of late?

"Mnuurlph... Nnff... N-Now that I know how powerful this witch's influence is, I-I-... I can see how badly we've all gotten... Oumph... Mmff... B-Bonesh breaking... shkin tearing... Ulph... Sayaka-chan, Mami-san, Kyoko-chan... e-even Homura-chan... We really are stuck in a loop that it benefits from... Alina-chan was right..."

[hydration-needed]

Mic also has a Yagami Yato audio djjakzjdkd

If I die this is what killed me.

Play this at my funeral 😭

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"Urlph... Hmnff..."

Yoshiko grunted as she took a moment to settle back. Her chins and jowls were already dripping with sauces and crumbs as she caught her breath. "Hmnff... At leasht you weren't... nnff... gashlit into thinking room shervishe was down for the afternoon... Ngh, I'd rather be back in my shuite... eating and playing shome ga-... W-Wait a shecond, pizza doeshn't shuck...!"

It took a moment for that off-hand comment to hit as the obese chuuni wobbled a bit in place. "Pizza ish... hfff... ish the perfect food...!" She suddenly began to get theatrical again as she closed her eyes and raised her hand. "a triangle of meat... cheeshe... bread... plush whatever other topping you could think of... it'sh the food of the godsh and the underworld...!"

Before winding down with a pout. "Hffnff... You shound just like Riri with her shandwich obsesshion... They're good, but not that good..."

Shinobu glared at her the instant the chuuni shtick reared it's head, she seemed... less than impressed with the performance, and made no significant effort to hide the fact she found it laughable and ridiculous. "Pizza is... oulgmph... hff... it'sh annoyin' to eat... all gooey and getsh... mgllph... everywhere, it sucks, but chocolate is good." She said, picking her phone back up and continuing to play her game.

After a few more moments of silence, Shinobu had finally had enough of her game, and she pushed her phone away, incidentally closer towards "Yohane", an irritated sigh escaping her mouth. If "Yohane" was to complain, so will she. "I made the mistake... oulmph... of cohmin' down 'ere... gllph... cause my friend insisted... and now I'm stuck here... hahh... too tired to walk back to my PC..." She grumbled, eyes furrowing in irritation.

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"That so? Such a dignity, even in the face of sin!"

'For now, that is.'

Shipgirl as she was, and even among them, Yuugumo's senses were abnormally sharp... so much in fact, that from where she stood, hand placed against the very same furniture Yoshiko burdened with her ever growing bulk-

She could feel the Fallen Angel's heartbeat, she could hear the struggle of her lungs, she could smell the imbalance in her blood... and pick up on the small, yet for her, perceptible changes as Yoshiko kept stuffing herself, unaware of the near-noxious nature of such food-

"Is the pizza good? I'm out of stock right now but... if you wanted... I could visit again~"

"S-Shlllrrrlphmmn..."

Yoshiko sluggishly slurped up the last strands of cheese and chunk of crust as she laid back, hands on her now-full gut. All the pizza? Gone. Tucked away inside her. She let out a deep huff as she took a moment to catch her breath. She'd eaten this much before, but it never left her feeling so... winded.

"Hfff... You're dedi-... Hah... dedicated... I look for that... in my devoted followersh~ I think I'd be glad to... to let you sherve me oncshe more... Nnff... W-What wash your name again...?"

[filmosfera]

#NNFF https://www.instagram.com/p/BwtSeo9nYVe/?igshid=fkw1s3jyoq9s

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"Nnngh..." Riko could already feel her gut groan in regret and jealousy over Bocchi's perfectly meager meals. "...I-If you wouldn't mind... I don't even... HuuuuUUURLPHNNNnngh... e-even know how much is attached... to this hose here..." She raised it up for emphasis. Heavy, bloated and waiting. Letting it fall back to the floor heavily, she instead drags the giant burrito up her stomach and chest before lolling her tongue out, giving Bocchi an expectant glance, hoping they'd repeat what they did with the pizza, and beginning to eat away at the mass of meat, cheese, salsa, avocado and tortilla. Every massive bite and swallow was followed by a groan and a tight knitting of her brow as she challenged her physical limits with every gulp. "Ulphmmf... N-Nngh... Mmf... Mnffulph... URP... N-Nnff... Ulph..."

"I-If I could ask... Bocchi-san a question? I can relate to you because I also consider myself somewhat of an introvert outside of my own interests... Do you also, um... struggle with your weight? I can't help but find food easy to fall back on more often than not..."

"E-eh thats...I suppose I do have an obligation to answer this if...uh...well you are like me" She blushes and looked down, her doughy body self-evident and pushing against her track suit. "I...do. I don't really move around that much and if I'm really nervous or scared then bingeing a lot of junk food helps" Her face turned scarlet red as she admitted that, the poor girl stifling a belch before she continued "I-Its great for those things...but I do have a habit of outgrowing clothes and...ch-chairs because of it. On account of uh...my weight skyrocketing..."