#plus size!

[toomanypicrews]

[necronatural]

Compiled some basic information I know about drawing fat characters for beginners since I've been seeing more talk about absence of really basic traits in a lot of art lately.

Morpho Fat and Skin Folds on Archive.org (for free!)

[mychemicalbrromance]

Guys ive been reading peak

[lxvvie]

Simon doesn't think he's ever tasted something so good in his fuckin' life before.

He didn't know what he was in for this time when he got back from deployment, and nicotine and whiskey ain't got shit on this. Poor bastard can't remember the last time he had something so good invade his senses like this.

You said you had a treat for him, made him lay down, and promptly sat on his face, and Simon was fuckin' gone. Don't know what the fuck possessed him but he took one whiff and was instantly hooked.

Simon feasted on your cunt like a man starved. Tongue, lips, fingers, you name it. Anything to get his fix, anything to make you moan.

Anything to make you cum.

Didn't let up for shit, not even to breathe, and when you voiced your concern while whimpering and trembling, Simon didn't give a fuck and still continued to love on your pretty cunt because where the bloody fuck are you going?

Shut up. Shut the hell up and let him make you cum, sweetheart.

Actions have consequences. Shouldn't have made him feel so bloody good, shouldn't have poked at the beast, and he'd be damned if he didn't think this was the best post-deployment gift he's ever gotten. Better than the nicotine high or occasional pity wank.

Fuck, it's been so long and he's absolutely disgusting about it.

And Simon's aware of it all, the way his cock is so hard it's bloody painful and leaking in his pants, the way you're grinding on his face, smothering it and fucking his mouth (don't you dare stop, either), and how his everything is consumed by you. You coat his stubble, fill his nostrils up with your scent, his tastebuds are fired up—bloody hell, need he explain more?

Simon could die a happy man right now, and what would his gravestone say? Here Lies Simon Riley, Died Eating Cunt.

He'd chuckle if he wasn't too busy at the moment. Shit, he probably did if the way you're moaning is any indication. That felt good, didn't it, sweetheart?

It's your turn now to say his name like a prayer and believe in him just as he believes in you.

And it's the best fucking thing to ever bless his ears.

--

Turning Simon Out: Part I and Part II.

[paranoiddreams]

Satoru who does not give a single FUCK that you haven’t shaved. You both were getting freaky, all over each other with heavy breaths, until you feel his hand go down to your pants.

“No,” you pant out breathlessly, “let me just do you.”

Satoru isn’t displeased to hear those words—he never is and never will be—but he still grunts in confusion. “What?” He asked blankly, as if you’d told him you killed his cat.

“I haven’t shaved,” you groan in explanation, getting restless now, “so let me just suck—“

You don’t even finish your sentence before he’s flipping you over like a toy beneath him, his eyes full of hunger. His hands go to the hem of your pants again, wasting no time to pull them off, along with your underwear.

Your throbbing heat lies beneath him as you try to cover your face, way too embarrassed and flushed with heat to look at him. But Satoru doesn’t care. He leans down and dives in with no hesitation.

“Do you think I care?” I mumbles against your sex, raising his hand to land a firm smack on your wiggling hips. “You think I fucking care if this beautiful cunt has a little hair?”

You can only mewl and squirm under his tight grip, his tongue darting out to tease you every other word. “S-Satoru!” You can’t help but squeal, the words you want to use stuck in your throat as jolts of pleasure rack your body.

“What love?” He grins, the vibration of his laugh against your skin. “M’ just trynna enjoy my meal…”

Idk how I feel abt this one, but I hope you guys enjoy. I woke up just a few minutes ago to post this, may or may not have had a dream abt this🥲

[curioscurio]

This is one of my favorite examples of Ryoko Kui understanding different body type needs and functions on a completely higher level than anyone else in the field right now.

When you have more fat distribution around your center and stomach, the way your body folds on itself makes it incredibly difficult to sit against a wall with your head resting on your knees like that! In fact, for someone like me, it takes active effort and strength to hold that pose. My body can not rest in a pose like that because it is uncomfortable to my body type!

On the other hand, one of the first things I notice when i lose a lot of weight is that I can sit with my knees pulled way closer than usual to my chest without strain or pain. It's a pretty noticeable difference!

It's such a small detail, but so specific that I immediately had to get up and see for myself how I felt sitting in that position. I can do it and it's for sure possible, but it's mostly uncomfortable and has never been my go to pose after collapsing from running.

It's only one line, but it would go right over the heads of people who have only ever been thin or straight sized their whole life. Ryoko Kui nobody else is on your level doing it like you, and us plus size and fat fans see every single step you've taken to properly and respectfully represent our bodies!! Thank you!!

[littledoepeach]

some ocs!! a pissed off cat girl and a high maintenance puppy girl who met on tinder and are now dating 😌🙏

[iwasarob0t]

hey these are some tips for some of the little details in drawing fat folks that some people might not know!

everyone has fat on their bodies so its a worthwhile skill to have, but most art tutorials leave it out. heres some other good tips from artists!!

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

[bunnis-monsters]

Imagine being a surrogate for monsters that want a half human baby, or monsters that need your womb to keep their young safe.

Instead of being inseminated in a hospital, the monster fucks load after load into your fat pussy, insuring you’ll be swollen with their baby/babies by the end of it.

At first you did it to help monsters out, but now you do it because you just love the feeling of a monster cock stretching you out and filling you with its hot cum until you’re close to bursting. It’s almost worth the differing amount of time it takes to grow and then birth their child.

But honestly… you love it. You enjoy being pampered and spoiled by the monsters during your pregnancy, their instincts screaming at them to protect you and keep you to themself.

They always end up fucking you over and over, wanting to keep you on their cocks while you’re pregnant, feeding you right and keeping you full of cum~

And once the baby is born and you’ve recovered, you get to do it all over again…

[merakidoll]

older man nanami who finally found joy in his retirement years with his younger bimbo! it wasn’t supposed to happen, he was okay staying in a loveless marriage - smoking his cigars and watching his grandkids run around. but god bumping into you while at his favorite country club changed it all. then everything else came just a quick. the divorce. the marriage to you. the family dinner where everyone hated his decision and you. then how nanami yelled he was not longer living for them, but for himself.

now as the hot sun blazed in the beautiful tropical place, nanami under shade with a small glass of whisky and his handy cigar just watching the small bakini on your curvy frame while you played in the water of the beach that was just for you two. his cock hard, harder than ever with every bounce of your breast when you made your way too him. “nana! why won’t you come out with me?” your glossy lips pouted. you pulled your glasses up straddling him while wrapping your hands around his neck.

“was just enjoying the view babydoll” you kissed his cheek giggling at nothing, then his neck, your lip gloss leaving a glossy lip print. it wasn’t supposed to happen; but your hips began to buck again his hard print. the thin matiral of the bathing suits doing nothing. the somehow you found yourself slumping down onto the old man’s curved cock rocking your hips to fit his big size, mouth open in a silent scream. “you’ve taken him plenty of times beauty. be a good girl you can handle it” he landed a slap to your ass, your small yelps and bounces as you felt him in your throat. your words stuck, tears falling down on your puffy cheeks damping the whispy lash set.

“faster.” nanami command, buckling into your cunt and growling at how warm and wet you were. wrapping around him so well. the glass of whisky and his cigar were now long forgotten- his hand wrapping around you while he mumbled how much of a bad slut you were. “never listen to daddies instructions huh?” he held you tightly, fucking into fast - hard. the sound of your wetness and it’s splashing, his balls slapping against your ass, and your cunts creams dripping all over your bathing suits. “n-nana pleaseeee!” you cried trying to push away, your head becoming dizzy and your abdomen feeling a full sensation. your puffy clit kept bumping against things overstimulating you so bad that you squirted with a loud cry. “that’s it, give it to nana.”

nanami worked himself a little slower and sloppy, but not enough to stop the shooting pleasure. his ropes filled you just as your second orgasm came, your body shaking, pussy pulsing and clenching so bad that it set nanami’s second orgasm off. now after your beautiful vacation you had to sit down the same two kids that hated you and tell them that after 30 years they were finally getting another sibling!

[lovertm]

back tattoo by tattedbysyd

[pricesprincess]

smut mdni | part two

trying not to become a flustered mess when you catch john in your dads kitchen after you two hooked up on the couch the night before.

john had come to town due to work and stayed at your old home to save some cash and you wanted to visit your father, you just had no idea how the first night would end after the introduction.

it was all sly looks and lingering touches, something about the man was captivating, and when he pulled your panties off oh so slowly as his eyes took in your glistening cunt you could've died on the spot.

he was by far the best dick you've ever had and never have you ever tapped out getting fucked before but with john you did, twice.

it was clear he ate pussy for himself, and of course, he loved hearing you whimper when his beard scratched at your plush thighs before his tongue was rimming the slick entrance to your heat.

"good mornin' love." his voice was rough and tinged with sleep making it deeper and that only made you think of how good he fucked you with slow and deep thrusts that had you crying.

all you could do was nod at him with a soft smile unsure what to say but you were glad that your dad had come downstairs to save you from saying something stupid or begging john for round two.

the men started in on a conversation while you prepared breakfast unable to keep your eyes off john. "your wife still doing ok?" your dad asked unknowingly dropping a bomb on you as you frowned.

his wife?

[lxvvie]

Simon never thought his body was anything special—not really.

He's just keeping fit because it's part of the job, sweetheart, so body worship wasn't on his bingo card when you invited him over for some rest and relaxation.

Well, not his body, yeah?

Your eyes lit up like it was fuckin' Christmas when you saw him. Simon had just gotten out of the shower, hadn't really had time to put his towel on, and what the fuck is it with him losing track of time when he's with you? All Simon remembered was hearing you mutter "Bloody hell..." under your breath (heh, he's rubbin' off on ya) and next thing he knows, Simon's laying on your bed. Naked. Under you. Wait a fuckin' minute—

His mind goes blank when he watches you watch him; you look at him like he's a fuckin' masterpiece, like he's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, body hair, cuts, bruises, burns, dents and all, drooling without the drool or what the fuck ever, but shit, it's enough to make Simon's face hot. If he wasn't embarrassed then, he's sure as fuck embarrassed now, and he'd bet every pound he had that knobhead Johnny would have a field day with this.

It's the way you kissed, nipped, and sucked everywhere you could (Christ, you even played with his nipples), making him feel so good, making him feel so bloody seen. Rough skin against your softness, and he's never felt so self-conscious before. You were so damn careful with his latest set of bruises, so fuckin' kind and considerate that he felt his heart jump.

It's the way you ran your hand down, all the way fuckin' down, until it wrapped around his cock. His cock that you're lazily stroking, his cock, hot, heavy, leaking, just... what the fuck are you doing to him?

It's the way you kissed Simon's Adam's apple, soft, gently, and he was afraid to swallow because he thought he'd lose something but he sure as hell felt the goosebumps on his skin and shivers run down his spine.

But it's the coup de grâce, you swopping down to kiss the scar dangerously close to his lips, that shatters Simon completely. Breaks him down so fuckin' much that he's practically holding on to you for dear life. He leans against your touch, wonders what the fuck it would feel like to have your lips against his, and he barely registers the fact that he came, not earth-shattering but a warm blanket over him, and it feels like his very first time.

Fuck, this should've been his very first time.

"Aw, you do turn bronze when you tan, Simon!" He looks down, takes inventory of his tan lines (when has he ever lied to you, sweetheart?), looks up at your beaming smile, snorts, and rolls his eyes. If this were anyone else, he'd probably be pissed that the mood was broken.

It's you, though, and it makes everything feel right.

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Turning Simon Out series

[catdia]

Sevika with a Chubby S/o

Sevika loves bigger women, something about round tummies and thick thighs makes her go wild

calls you her peach because your nice and juicy

runs her fingers along your stretch marks, grabbing fistfuls of your flesh

chronic ass slapper and biter

uses your belly as leverage to fuck into you with her strap

constantly tells you that she wants to get you pregnant if she could

that you’ll make a great mama for her children

Sevika is much leaner and muscular, so whenever you get the chance you trace her abs with your finger tips

amazed by her raw powerful body you get an excuse to make her move furniture or heavy boxes

Silco adores you, so does Jinx. he asks Sevika how are you doing and genuinely cares about you (especially when you brought cookies for his daughter). because he has seen first hand what your relationship does to Sevika

got into a pretty nasty fight? Sevika punches his goons half to death. and looks even scarier than ever before

you patched up Sevika’s poncho after it got snagged on a broken window? he could almost see a sliver of a blush on her cheeks

his right hand woman has no idea the effect you have on her does she?

Sevika even toned down drinking and smoking

“my lady chews my ear off if I smell too much like a drive bar.”

you call her beautiful as you kiss her countless scars and rub the shoulder of her mechanical arm

“i’m everything but beautiful, doll.”

something primal takes over her as she sees how different your bodies are. you so soft and plush, her’s hard and brutal.

treats you like an absolute princess. buys you what ever you want. gives you what ever you want.

you are the one that cuts and styles her hair. she even asked you to shave her bald once and you had a heart attack.

Sevika plays dirty in card games. for every round she wins you take off a piece of clothing. one time she left you completely bare and you were pissed because you saw her cheat more than once.

ate your fat pussy out as a form of sorry

when she tells you to sit on her face, you SIT on her face

no “I’m too heavy” bullshit. if she couldn’t handle a little weight on her then she wouldn’t have the privilege of calling you her woman

and have you seen her?! Sevika is a tank. she can certainly handle herself (and you) more than anything

sleeps nude, with her chest pressed against your back and always a hand on your lower tummy

walks around the apartment shirtless all the time. flexes her arm when she catches you staring

uses your arm fat as a stress ball. It “makes her think better”. her words not mine

you patch her up after rough deals, crying and yelling at her for being too reckless. so selfish

Sevika kisses you. nose running down your neck, smelling your sweetness. she hates seeing you in pain. especially if it was caused by her

“i don’t like it when you cry.”