>>3744Gotta tell me where you find those pics anon, and share more, cause they're great for inspiration. Especially with the ideas you added.
Tried 1 & 2. Added my own ideas to the mix. I'll rework on 2, not really satisfied with it. For 1 I went with really mean, and changed to uni because I'm not writing kids.
1)Sadistic university bully
Hey there fatty. Studying right now? Yeah, you always have to find some empty classroom to do that heh? Don’t want anybody to look how big you look right? Oh, I’m bothering you aren’t I? Good thing I don’t really care, fatty. I’m bored and you’re there, so I’m going to enjoy myself. Yeah, at your expense of course, how else?
Look what I have here. Yeah, your pig senses work well, that’s food. I’m sure you’re hungry, given you must need a lot of food to maintain all the lard you’re carrying at all times... What? Not hungry? Tell me, do I seem to care? You go taht right. If you’re too lazy to pick up the food yourself, I’ll just feed it to you. Actually, it’s better that way. I don’t have all day to stuff your fat face.
How did I get all that? Easy. Unlike you, I’m sexy and confident, so they were more than happy at the students restaurant to leave me all the leftovers from today’s unserved meals, just when I said I wanted them for a party. Well, it wasn’t a lie, because I’m gonna have even more fun than being at a party. And you’re going to be even more embarassed than being at a real party, haha!
There’s... Yeah it’s just sushi. And soda. Great, so rice to get you stuffed, fish to get you fatter, and soda to get more sugar in your blood, and expand all the rice you’ll be filled with. Alright open up! Pff, you’re really useless. You’re bullied, and you don’t even resist. No you just sit here like a good little pig and eat. I mean, makes it easy for me, but what’s in it for you fatty?
Let you go? You really think I’m gonna stop stuffing your fat face sooner because you’re nice to me? Yeah, fat chance pig. I want you to eat it all, so you’re gonna eat it all. Plus you’re too much of a glutton and too much of a weakling to stop me anyways. You just have to let yourself get fed. And all that is gonna make you much more of a fatty for everyone to make fun of.
Gobbling up well, little piggy. No shit you’re this fat already, you inhale food. Hmm, that shirt is looking awfully tight... Someone might have to walk home after bursting out of their clothes... And it’s not gonna be me. It’s going to be the only fatty here. The complete hog that fattens endlessly... Yeah, that’s you, pig.
Oh, getting full are we? Getting harder to breathe now that your stomach have doubled in size? How surprising... I couldn’t have imagined that when I started feeding you those sushi. And you’re barely half-way through, fatass. I’m gonna make you explode. Just kidding, I wouldn’t want my favorite pig to bully to not ever come back. I need you to have my fun.
And I know you’re not even close to full. I’ve seen you destroy meals far larger than that. All that’s responsible for your flabby gut, and the rest of your obese body. Oh, stress eating? I wonder why. Is getting bullied by someone far better than you in every way has caused you to ruin yourself? You’re the one that’s too much of a weak coward to resist me as you just gobble up what I’m putting in your mouth, fatass.
Haha, you’re finally slowing down. Getting full, tubbo? Too bad, I’m not done inserting calories into your already overfed body. And I’m not wasting my time with you slowing down. I’ve got things to do, and people to see. Contrary to you, fatty, I’m popular. Good, you’re picking up the pace again. Luckily, you only have a box of sushi to work through, and then the soda...
Oh my god, you pig, look down. Yep, your shirt is riding up your belly. Don’t try pulling it down, you know it’s not gonna stay. Keep eating and feeling fatter. Too full? I’m sure you still have plenty of space, fatass. Don’t think so? How about I press my hand on your stomach. Yeah, that was a disgusting burp. But now I can fill you more.
Done with the sushi. You’re one greedy huge pig. Oh, wait. You don’t think I’m actually into it, right? Because that would explain why you let yourself be fed, if you expect me to come around and say I love you being obese. Hehe, or maybe I’m just lying right now. Perhaps I want you super fat, and only on the brink of immobility I’ll tell you. Or maybe I love to ruin your body and your life, just for fun.
You still have the soda left, fatass. A cup? Really. You’ve had to ask. Well, take that to shut your dumbass mouth up. You’re so easy to overpower. What a pleading look. I decide what you eat, pig, not you. Drink up until the bottle is empty. One gulp after the other, you ruin yourself, because you lack the self control to win against me. So drink, fatass.
All done. Good, I’ll be going then. What, you were expecting a massage? In your dreams, pig, I’m not touching that fat body. Better clean up that mess, if you can even get up. Ha, you’re just a fucking bloated pig. Keep fattening yourself, and maybe when you’ll be... Six hundred pounds, then I’ll tell you if I’m interested in a lazy hog, or if you’ve just ruined your whole life in that hope.
Bye bye fatty, can’t wait to mock your ill fitting clothes tomorrow!
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2)Overly eager coworker feeder
So here is omelets, sausages, rice balls, dumplings, miso soup, bread, sushi, that’s just plain rice, soy sauce is here, I have more cooking, and I have a whole bunch of ice cream in the freezer... And two cakes in the oven. And more prepared food waiting in the fridge. Here, that’s about it...
Too much? But you told me you were a big eater, so I wanted to make sure... You’re right, that’s way too much, even for two. What do I mean by "even"? Well, I’m not eating anything, it’s all for you! Aaaah... It’s... Well, okay. I’ll be fully honest. I’ve noticed how much you like eating. You’re more than a foodie, right? You actually want to overeat and fatten up, right?
That’s what I thought. Well, I love that. Yes, I want that in my life. I want my partner to be my feedee, to be my growing pig. I’ll spoil you, overfeed you, fatten you, widen you, degrade you into a celebration of hedonism. You’re already sitted, eat up. That’s right, dig in. Show me your eagerness.
I want you to tear in every bit of food, devour everything. Stuff your face. I’ve made it all for you. I’ve made it all to fatten you. Don’t think I haven’t seen you at work, giving me some glances. It’s your dream, heh, that your shy, calm and innocent coworker, is actually a perverted feeder, ready to turn you into a plump, weak and useless pig. Little you knew that’s exactly why I invited you home.
Congrats, you’ve won the grand prize. I’ve been waiting for the right one to satisfy me... But are you going to? You just have to finish everything I prepared for you. And you better, because you’re never seeing this side of me ever again if you don’t. Eating faster, I see. You want to impress me? A few have tried, none of them succeded.
Hm. You’re daring to ask for my help in feeding you? Good. I was waiting that. You wouldn’t have had the energy to feed yourself the whole dinner, and asking to late would have just resulted in you getting kicked out. I’ll keep watching for a bit, and when you’ll get to tired I’ll continue for you.
You’re a good eater... I can already see it, your huge body. Fat all over, just my useless pile of blubber. You’ll be begging for even more, after enslving yourself to your apetite. Oh... Need help now? I’ll gladly stuff you myself. That’s right, eat, eat. Good, you manage to follow me, but for how long?
There you go, you’ve made a hog out of yourself. You’ve done it, you’re the one I’ll be fattening, happy? How about some more fun to celebrate... The bedroom is upstairs, so I guess we’ll have to do with the couch for our first time... No objections I bet.