Last thread is done. Post stories that have incest and weight gain themes in them. Save anything from the last thread and post here if you want.

Any good mother/daughter aunt/niece stories? It's mostly either Mom/Son or something like that.

Mother/Daughter stories:

Mom makes me Fat
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38141767

Ruiners
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27222607

Mother for Daughter
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21865915/chapters/52188496

>>6825

I don't have an ao3 account so I can't even read the middle one yet, but for the first and third... why futas?? Why are people writing about two women so obsessed with putting huge bulging cocks in their stories??

Made a story partly myself and partly with AI, check it:
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Jackson gasped in pleasure, Jane's mouth wrapped around his buried cock made him grasp out in ecstasy at his own flabby prison that was his body. His Mother always told him he was a growing boy. But at 26 and 832lbs, it appears he never stopped growing.

His Mother, Jane, was a Feeder; a woman who gets aroused and excited of the prospect of a Feedee; someone who gets around and excited about gaining weight. She had first approached Jackson on his 20th Birthday, asking him to stay with her a bit before heading off to College. Jackson would never make it to College. She had perversely shaped his body into a mountain of flab, fat, and cellulite. And currently, she was rewarding him after a massive feast by using her mouth to pleasure his buried, fupa-covered cock.

The Man her Son had become excited her. She enjoyed jerking him off. She enjoyed riding him. Feeding him. Pleasuring him and showering him in their dirty, forbidden love.

"Oh God, oh God I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum." Jackson groaned, pumping his flabby cock into Jane's mouth. "I'm going to cum."

Jane stopped for a moment, allowing her son to grunt and groan as his love sputtered on her.

"Well, that was quick." She said, pulling her lips off his cock.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Wait, I…I don't understand, why can't I last longer?"

"Because your Momma does too good a job at fucking you, that's why. Unless you think she's ugly?"

"No, no, I'm…I'm sorry."

"You're pathetic. Sexy. But pathetic" She said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a dishrag, which she used to clean the wet sludge of her Son's semen off of her face.

"You're a fat pig, you've got a big belly, but you've got a ways to go before you put a baby in me." And his Mother lit up a cigarette, blowing a plume of smoke that made her voluptuous body more alluring.


Taking a drag and blowing, she continued.

"But today…today, you can have as many orgasms as you want, because today is your birthday. And at midnight, you're going to be 27. You're going to be a big, fat, 27 year old fuck blob. And you're going to be my big fupa-dicked lover. I'm going to fuck you all night, and tomorrow, and the next day. Because we don't have to worry about the stress of work, or school, or paying the bills anymore. We get to just be. We get to just be and love each other. I'm gonna fatten you up, that we'll need a forklift just to fuck. So fat, a Crane will be the only way I can move you to a bigger place. I'm gonna fatten you so much, I'll need to install a vibrator just to get that buried cock off! Just thinking about how fat you're gonna get, Son, is turning me on already, Mmhmm! Isn't that great, my baby boy?"

The air is thick with smoke, the scent of a cheap cigarettes, the sweet musk of sex and the sweet cherry.

His Mother's perfume was a mix of jasmine and other flowers, mixed with the scents of sex. Her hair had traces of shampoo with a blend of honey and sweetness.

The bed creaked in time to his Mother's thrusts on his belly as she talked about her plans for him. Her moans were like the ocean, gently crashing upon the shore that was his fat covered mass.

Her juices oozed onto his belly, mixing with his sweat and telling him she was ready again. It smelled of mangoes and passion fruit.

The Mother’s scent is a mix of vanilla, cinnamon, jasmine and tobacco. Driving him nuts with her constant haze of these smells. These smells make him both Hungry... And Horny.

Deep under his fattened belly, he felt his buried cock start to rise. Stimulated by his own jiggling fat at his Mother's thrusts. Putting the Cigarette out and blowing out one last plume of smoke, she smiled sweetly at him

She flashed a coy smirk, her eyes alight with hunger. "Time for round two, hun."

His body quivered with desire as she pulled his stomach back and exposed his swollen fupa. She licked her lips hungrily as she admired the rolls of fat and flab before her.

She shoved her hand into his doughy fat, feeling the sweat-slicked flesh give way as she jiggled his flab. Find her buried prize, she began pleasuring her Son. She stroked his dick again and again as she flicked her tongue on the head of his cock that she managed to pull out.

She wasn't strong enough to even move his belly fully. But she was strong enough to pleasure the buried cock that was her Son's.

She held the base of his cock together with one hand and held it firmly to not lose it to his fat pad again. She moved her tongue around the tip sensually, enjoying his soft moans of pleasure.

"That's it Honey, let that fat cock squirm!" She gleefully said, licking the shaft and his fat pad.

He began moaning and she could feel his cock squirming inside her grasp.

"Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck!" He moaned as she slobbered his cock with spit and jiggled his belly and nibbled his fat pad.

Words of encouragement and sexual innuendos aplenty for his growing, fat body were said to him by his Mother.

"That's right, get bigger Piggy~" She would say, kissing and nibbling his belly and fupa.

"You're not gonna be able to get out of this bed by the time I'm done with you!"

The Son's moans of pleasure grew louder, as she sucked greedily on his balls, occasionally playing with them to make them jiggle. She grabbed his cock with both hands and he gasped in excitement. He was moaning like a cheap porn star in heat, as she was sucking and licking his balls with her lips and tongue as if it was the greatest lollipop in the world.

She ran her tongue along his cock, between his fat pad, and took the head between her lips, sucking while she jiggled his belly and love-handles. She wanted to moan again in pleasure as she felt his cock having a growth spurt into her mouth.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Jackson moaned as his cock swelled in ecstasy.

She was sucking his cock with passion and greed. Swallowing as she imagined just how much fatter he was gonna get.

Climbing on top of his belly, she collapsed in exhaustion by his face. The both of them panting and looking at each other lovingly.

"Happy Birthday Baby" She said.

"Mmmph." Was her Son's response, still out of breath despite not moving much during the whole ordeal.

Her nipples were glistening in afterglow of their love making and her chest was slick with perspiration. She stared at his sweaty, fat belly and grinned as she saw the outline of her long, voluptuous legs pressed into shape by her own weight upon his body. Maybe she should try gaining too...?

"How was I?" She asked. "Did you have a fun time, baby? I know it was a lot of exercise..." she said.

"Oh God, yes! You're the best Mom!" He said, groaning with the the sense of sleep encumbering him.

She lovingly rubbed his belly while kissing his chins. "I meant what I said. I'm gonna make you huge fat boy. Though, I'm wondering if maybe..."

"What?" He asked quizzically, one eye open.

"Maybe, we should try for a Baby!" She said with her coy, seductive smirk.

Jackson looked at his Mother and saw a sexy, voluptuous Woman. He was getting hard again! Her breasts, her pussy, her ass, her belly... Imagine them getting bigger too with the pregnancy!

"If it's on my birthday, can we have two chocolate wedding cakes? I might be willing to share..." He said, with a sly grin.

His Mom smiled, kissing his cheek and pulling him close with her arms as her tongue wrestled for dominance. She placed her hands on his stomach, pulling him closer until she could feel every roll and fat bit of flesh against her own body. Breaking the kiss, saliva trailing between them she smiled.

"Definitely."

Could we Just use the other thread that has like 15 posts in it already?

we can use this thread without post with AI...

>>1574 (Cross-thread)
Any news on this story getting finished?

Anyone have (a loving son) by purplgr from DA?

Any news from Vigilante about updates?

>>7147
Please, its been years since he wrote on Something about mom

https://b🔥it.l💖y/3Hvnitv

>>7150
The fuck is this, a virus?

Bumping because the other thread got deleted

>>8450
Yeah, pretty cool stuff there.

I don't suppose we have any word on why that happened.

Manually deleted by the look of things:

https://bbw-chan.link/.global/logs/elite/2024-02-13.html

Where can i find something about mom?

>>8464
Mom and the magic ring: https://mega.nz/file/JBdATAAD#XHUjX8yIbpD6mMCuVUJksTBLbTltN9_ljaw2tzHCr1w

The Sister and the Storm: https://mega.nz/file/AYNDDTbC#buWpOmfxBE_-FmFaH-SXmE_KHsKdlpPsg3nwzuTO3f4

There’s Something About Mom: https://mega.nz/file/EAMFDKgQ#Xco-rMGo1mRtO8Wj99BSMU9E6cTJG0itxZZIzxk6Eeo

Two incest scenarios for the price of one cause the other thread got deleted so I’m bringing these two of mine back, I may change up the starter a little bit maybe seeing if people will enjoy these.

Madison, your unemployed neet sister:
https://c.ai/c/62KW1CtZgy86YH1VyTTQk3eJSytwDVD0M3G_NxqqANA

Jazzy, your Afro Latina stepdaughter:
https://c.ai/c/BKEQ-GWthWYJ1JG0aNZjeCYPAyWNdx4qTCpITQkji-w

Hi all,

Not sure why the other thread got nuked, but as I mentioned there just before it did, I have just finished another story.

You're Going to Get Fat (Revisited), is a reimagining of a short story with the same name, about two sisters whose weights flip over the course of the story. Attached picture somewhat related (and to make this post easier to find when scrolling in the future)

Currently I have three other stories (including There's Something About Mom) in various states of unfineshedness, which I'm going to turn my attention to next.

As ever welcome feedback and suggestions for stories or themes you'd like explored in future work.

Link to this new story below ((last), as well as reminder links to my other published stories.

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Mom and the Magic Ring
https://mega.nz/file/JBdATAAD#XHUjX8yIbpD6mMCuVUJksTBLbTltN9_ljaw2tzHCr1w
- A magic time-bending ring sparks unintended fattening consequences for a man and his mother in this butterfly-effect inspired story -
(mother / son)

The Sister and the Storm
https://mega.nz/file/AYNDDTbC#buWpOmfxBE_-FmFaH-SXmE_KHsKdlpPsg3nwzuTO3f4
- A Misfits inspired tale of superhuman fattening powers and how one man's greed leads to his comeuppance -
(brother / sister)

There’s Something About Mom (Unfinished)
https://mega.nz/file/EAMFDKgQ#Xco-rMGo1mRtO8Wj99BSMU9E6cTJG0itxZZIzxk6Eeo
- A mother indulges her feeder / feedee son's deepest desires -
(mother / son)

You're Going to Get Fat (Revisited)
https://mega.nz/file/9Us1jILA#iarbNypffoU3dydgI9eRW62hKwLeCXjaTSiJBqMrzIM
- Fat and thin sisters trade places -
(sister / sister)

Reposting my stuff.

She's your very bottom heavy and immobile step-daughter who has daddy issues thanks to her previous father. She's slowly developed a crush on you, her step-dad and caretaker, although she's reluctant to admit her feelings, even to herself.

https://c.ai/c/9DTjwC2KVE0n2Sn0J07ij1bAIbuNgdZnfMu24G316y8
https://spicychat.ai/chat/f4ac9889-6abe-467d-92fe-f18accd4c5c8

>>8502
Thank you!! I love your stories, specially the mother/son ones.
If I may make a suggestion, it'd be great if you could upload your stories on .epub format. PDF files are quite unconfortable to read on tablets (and the PDF-to-epub conversion messes with the line breaks).
Thank you again!

>>8502
Your stories are always a great read. If you wouldn't mind me asking, do you still have a discord?

>>8501
These are outstanding

Vigilante (or anyone else for that matter), not sure if you'd be up for continuing someone's unfinished piece, but this was a pretty extraordinary work that was seemingly abandoned after 21 great chapters:

https://web.archive.org/web/20220315174447/https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=6007388&page=submissions

Seems like it's up your alley, and it was just really starting to pick up steam, so I think you'd be a great fit to continue it!

https://www.deviantart.com/springbokkx/art/The-Perfect-Family-XWG-Corruption-1028351162

Found a decent one!

Does anyone have a story called "The Sting" that used to be on Fantasy Feeder ?

Its about a stepmom who fattens up a family to contol them, lots of incest too

>>8629
I will never take 80k out of my retirement put down on a house for a ungrateful dead beat white woman.

Ppl getting houses no money down LMFAO!!!!!!!

>>8629

seconding. that story was always so hot but it's been nearly impossible to find at it got deleted or removed.

>>8629

Think I remember that one, that's the one where the stepmom started fucking the entire family, yeah? Once they got big enough?

>>8633

https://web.archive.org/web/20150530025641/http://fantasyfeeder.com:80/stories/view?id=7767

Can get but the last part from this link.

There was a story on fantasy feeder back in the day about a mom fattening up her son to immobility to stop him going away to college. I think the title was something to do with "apron strings" but I can't find it anywhere

>>8663
Trying that asshole to be some agent somewhere. I remember reading his godfather had his ny jets sport agent " call him " prior to them meeting then when they met calls the kid a philly lawyer. Idk what it is about this kid but he is smart as hell. We knows he sees us. Come on now. I am the watcher

>>8663
https://web.archive.org/web/20170924081658/http://fantasyfeeder.com/stories/view?id=69202

>>8667
Thanks man

>>8667
How can I continue watching more?

>>8502
There’s Something About Mom is so fucking good, I await its continuation with high hopes

>>8741
Where in the world did you find this image?? Don't remember Softly making anything like that, he has a secret stash too?

>>8750
It's an edit I made of this picture lol, I just liked the story that much

>>8751
That's a fucking excellent edit you've made, you also had me convinced it was the real deal!

>>8741
This is absolutely amazing. We need more edits or art of Vigilantes work like this.

>>8752
I always imagined something like this at the end of Magic Ring...

>>8765
I dont hang around ppl kids when the parent isnt around especially if I have some maid up ambition against the parent. Thats just one weird flex that will get your shot or cursed out. We bust guns on this side try and find out

shot in the dark but does anyone know of any coffin of andy and leyley stories?

>>8787
God I hope so, without the cannibalism part though..

Any good brother/sister fics you all know of?

>>8502
Any update on the stories?

>>8741
An excellent edit anon. Seriously.

>>9231 (Dead)
Hey - yes, I'm putting the finishing touches to the epilogue of a short-ish story called My You've Grown.

It's not directly incestuous, but is a Mother / Daughter story based on a gaininggothgf video that I enjoyed recently (https://thisvid.com/playlist/393825/video/goth-girl-got-too-fat/).

I have also included some (shamelessly stolen) AI art alongside the text to spice things up.

Hope to share in the next couple of weeks.

>>9232
nothing on there's something about mom?

>>9233
Second

If we want more content as a whole for this sort of “stuff”, AI is the way to go, specifically spicychat.ai for RP, but I haven't seen a good story-writing software, but if I find one the stories are coming this way or to deviantart

Might post a few edits..

>>9331
FUCK.
My bad, inebriated as shit while doing this.

Has any one ever considered deep faking their own mom or sister or aunt, etc.’s face onto a big ssbbw or ussbbw’s body?

Anyone remember that one story where a daughter starts out slim and loses her job or something and starts getting fat and her mom calls her out for it but can't help bringing her food and ultimately the daughter ends up in the hospital and dies I think it was called like Sarah or something

>>9341
Sounds like "Moving Back" by STC9892, but the name is Amanda, not Sarah.

https://www.deviantart.com/stc9892/art/Moving-Back-Home-WG-COMMISSION-Part-I-809527874

>>9342
Maybe this will help ring some bells thank you for trying guy
Looking for an old morbid story where a girl moves in with her mother and slowly gains weight the mother starts to ridicule her for getting fat and she eventually dies in the hospital from her fat I remember two scenes specifically where the mom calls a doctor into her room at her house because she is too fat to meet them and one where the mother demands she gets on the scale and the daughter admits she can't even see the scale over her belly any help would be appreciated

>>9347
You're thinking about "Emma". It can found in this Google doc.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vneCXCu0DvdGOIAHLybkIiOXcEbTV6CCJSlTOKifCC8/edit?usp=sharing

>>9349
You're absolutely right sir I knew the name ended with an "ah" sound

Hi all, me again.

Please see below links to my latest story, My You've Grown.

To be clear, this one is a family fattening story but doesn't have anything directly incestuous in it (I apologise, it's just how the story developed, normal service will resume shortly). It also includes pictures for the first time (shamelessly borrowed from https://www.deviantart.com/chunkycharms).

Hope you enjoy.

Mega:
https://mega.nz/file/JYdn3ZjI#wkZxG779-V1F2LGSKVWwEolX3KSYxkXg00FIo4lgb1I

Curvage:
https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/92585-my-youve-grown-ssbbw/

I think Ive made it in life, my formerly fit now very fat ssbbw mom has agreed to let me start feeding her and i’m her care taker

Getting some mother and son art on here would be awesome

>>9356
Pics or ya lyin

>>9355
that's good, still nothing on there's something about mom?

>>9355
>https://mega.nz/file/JYdn3ZjI#wkZxG779-V1F2LGSKVWwEolX3KSYxkXg00FIo4lgb1I


Really liked it my guy! Always love how you write your characters to be so believable. Though, I'll state; was shocked that Jessica wasn't bigger than the MC (main character) but it was a pleasant surprise.

Plus, if you ever decide to revisit for the incest thing, the character Greg that was mentioned in passing might work for it along with Annabelle.

Crude-atoms has a paid story out (seems to be rather large, not like full novel-length but it's a finished multichapter) that is perfect for this thread. "Fat Slutty Families".

This is a preview:
https://www.deviantart.com/crudeatoms/art/preview-Fat-Slutty-Families-1078833060

I don't have the full text to share

Does anyone have anymore mutual Son/Mother stories?

Shamefully re upping with nothing to add to the thread, spicy chat works well tho

New Ryan Murphy show Grotesquerie has a subplot that mother helps her already obese daughter gain more weight to get on reality tv...



https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/36-weight-gain-story-lines-tv-movies/&do=findComment&comment=1353563

Hi! Are there any videos or stories of a son fattening up his mother?

Anyone come across any good new mom related wg stories?

https://www.deviantart.com/prophetofadephagia/art/The-Idol-of-Mohenjo-daro-Part-1-1137766338

Does anyone have lordbgh/biggirllishere/thicccfiction stories?? Can’t find the old archive of his stuff anymore. Thanks!!

https://www.deviantart.com/chonkauthor/art/Big-Phat-Boombox-Beats-Mutual-WG-AE-964369364

https://www.deviantart.com/chonkauthor/art/Big-Phat-Boombox-Beats-II-WG-AE-BBW-1149726959

These have some mother/daughter stuff in them, the second one, which dropped today, more explicitly. They lean more expansion-y than I like, seeing as they’re borrowing a niche ass expansion trope, but they’re fun.

>>10338 Ooh these ones are good, the second one much better actually

This is a great story about an obese aunt who "rescues" her niece from a miserable life of dieting and exercise and brings her into her life of gluttony, laziness, filth and sex.
https://www.deviantart.com/springbokkx/art/A-Not-So-Little-Runaway-Incest-WG-Extreme-Slob-1154315120

Has enough time passed for us to bully another story/update out of Vigilante

>>keyboard tough guys. Won't step foot in the Bronx at 3am. Dolo

>>10435
still... waiting... for... there's something about mom...

>>10449

>>10449
>>10435
Please, i think its been like more than 3 years since the last update, even telling what would happen to the story would be enough to me.

>>10453
I wouldn’t be suprised if an AI could continue the story, I’m just not sure what it’s filters/limitations are or what one to use

>>10449
>>10452
>>10453
>>10455
Apparently hes still working on it.

>>10456
where did you hear this

>>10457
https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/profile/95856-vigilante/
He mentioned it this December

>>10459
Alright, guess we'll just have to wait then

>>10461
I wonder if there is a more direct way to contact him? This thread is like the only place on the internet for this stuff as far as I know

>>10463
Create a work email for him. You can bother him any time you want

>>10461
Its about to be 2 months since he wrote that, i hope we dont have to wait that long for an update

Okay, okay, I hear you - I've written two more chapters since posting that, and done some tidying up and spelling corrections to the rest. See pages 51-67 for the new content, and perhaps worth a refresher on the rest as it has been... years.

https://mega.nz/file/0FMWiLzK#gdPQj8-1NtLoCcNB3YdzPfDHYCpgrQ94KMPp6UoYhbQ

I think I'd like the next chapter to be the final or penultimate, after which I'll be able to write something else guilt-free!

Bullying works. Quick! More bullying.

>>10472
just wanted to drop in and say thanks for polishing those last two chapters up. This is such a fun read

>>10472
thank you for the update

This one was right up my alley, wish there was more but it’s incredibly short.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61397788/chapters/156940942#workskin

>>10540
"Trans Female"

That's gonna be a HARD no for me.
Troons are fucking disgusting.

I wrote a story involving some pretty intense mom/son stuff involving inflation, weight gain, orientation play, talk of pregnancy, and more in an original wonka-esque setting, if that would be cool to post here.,

>>10807
go right ahead, this thread is pretty dried up

Alrighty then, enjoy! Warnings for all the aforementioned content https://mega.nz/file/xtohXYIA#vXQwXny8JOtzjB8GmGbzX1Cr9Klwftws6bRlsM_06yE

>>10811 who's the author of that amazing story

>>10833
Me! Though I haven't actually posted any of these anywhere.Maybe I should change that... I still have two nearly-finished fics (one involving weight gain, the other berry) that I could spruce up and post. If anybody has any requests for stuff they'd like to see in the future in this setting (or any other, really), I'd definitely consider them.

>>10848 your story was so good would love to see the other two you have done

>>10849
I'll certainly try to get them into a finished state soon, then!

Sorry if vague, trying to find the deviantart story about southern American mom/son story about a son coming home to an ssbbw mom wearing a robe and smoking a cigarette and when they embrace, she seduces him because she can feel his erection and it goes from there. Would be grateful for any help, thank you

>>11179
I think I remember it got taken down.
It was by a dude who posts here I think?

>>8787
A year later, asking again if there's any TCOAL stories

I found this story of a mother and son who slowly their relationship becomes more intimate, even though the mom is a huge ssbbw it's not so much implied feederism and focuses more on crushing, but it's a good story.
https://www.literotica.com/s/mommas-deep-seated-desires

Any new mother daughter stories?

>>10338 Wish these went further, they’re hot but also weirdly chaste. Also wish the weight gain was more detailed. Still, they’re fun

I've been looking for that one mom/son story that was posted in the old incest thread, where the dad was a fitness nut but the mom slowly got into junk food with the kid and the kid starts freaking out over how horny she makes him, the dad leaves them and they end up hooking up as they descend into slob. Thought it was There's Something About Mom but that's a whole different story.

>>11254

It’s in the old thread still in pictures, also does anyone have any art? Let’s keep this thread alive for something other than waiting on there’s something about mom (pls finish it)

https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+best+summer+ever/author/Fanedfox

https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+belly/author/Fanedfox

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33049681?view_adult=true

>>11267

Here you go, based on an unfinished story I plan on posting to my DA (https://www.deviantart.com/lcfactory) eventually. I'm also getting a sequel to this soon.

https://www.deviantart.com/lcfactory/art/Lawton-Tour-2-MILFberry-1222140361 did another mom/son thing with berry as the main theme; I'll finish the weight gain one EVENTUALLY

>>10472
any news on the big finale?

>>11484
Nice job. Can you do a weight gain story with a focus on immobility?

Any good stories about dads/uncles and feedee sons/daughters/nieces?

Love me a good mature male feeder

>>11501
Definitely. The one I'm currently writing has a focus on weight gain from thin to absolute immobility, so hopefully it'll be to your liking.

>>11342
The sequel!

>>11512
Following up on this. I want to explore this genre to practice my writing in a new story. What characters and dynamics would people like to see.?
Feeder: Father, Mother, Son(Brother), Daighter(Sister), Grandparents, Uncle/Aunt, Cousin, Step-parent, Step-Sibling
Feedee: Father, Mother, Son(Brother), Daighter(Sister), Grandparents, Uncle/Aunt, Cousin, Step-parent, Step-Sibling
Dynamic: Oedipus/Electra, Caretaker, Rivalry, Dom/Sub, Size Difference, Fit-to-fat, Mutual gain etc

>>11567
How about mother/son, fit to fat dynamic where the mother is a health nut and a coach at her son’s high school that fattens up her son (an eighteen year old senior) as a method of dirty bulking, fattening him to than work it all of with an intense workout that will build up muscle faster and hilarity ensues. Perhaps the mother is a closeted feedist and fat admirer who really likes fat people and watching people eat but is uncomfortable with this aspect her sexuality and overcompensates with a very fatphobic attitude but she becomes infatuated (and equally conflicted) with her son and his weight gain, making her feel even more ashamed as a result. The mother herself is not exactly that fit as although she wouldn’t considered “fat” per say, she is very chubby with a pear shaped body and a particularly fat ass (measuring at a staggering 80 inches around) and her son just happens to be an ass man and a chubby chaser who’s a bit more open about it than his mom as he dates a chubby girl who also has a huge ass and she begins to tag team with his mom and making him fat, just for different reasons of course as she starts to like how huge he’s becoming. You could even add some mutual gaining aspects where maybe the mother gains a little bit of weight and her ass gets even bigger and the girlfriend could also start plumping up, the more the merrier right?

>>11567

I'm a always always interested in mother feeding daughter and grandmother feeding granddaughter

I also love sibling co-feedee dynamics, whether it's two sisters or a brother and a sister (still being fed by mother or grandmother, but generally the sibling dynamic I like is they encourage or "compete" with each other while their mother or grandmother is supplying them with endless junk food and encouraging them to not exercise)

>>11583
So much this

>>11567

Can’t go wrong with a simple fit to fat story. I’ve always wanted to see a story told from the POV of a guy whose recently divorced milf of a mom begins to date a new guy and proceeds to get fat. Nothing too extreme either.

>>11567
Always a sucker for older sister feeder and younger brother feedee. Or mutual gain between those two.

>>11567
Brother/Sister mutual gain where it starts off as them both denying the fact that they're getting fatter and turning each other on but as it goes on they start getting more into it, getting each other food with light teasing, until the end where they're stuffing each other while wildly in love.

>>11567
Mutual gaining bro/sis is always Kino!

>>11567
Grandmother/mother feeder for any gender is a great relationship overall, incest or no. Always after more of that - doting, feeding, spoiling and making sure movement is kept to a minimum.

The reverse is pretty great, and fattening (potentially mutual gaining) mother to have a relationship with her is good and (I've also enjoyed this with the dad as well - https://www.deviantart.com/crudeatoms/art/Daddy-s-girl-953237792 )

Never really found brother/sister stuff in either direction compelling, but there's not a ton of it.
Cousins works quite well, but that's even rarer

>>11567
No judgements but I get a little queasy when it's too close. So I prefer aunt by marriage, or step-siblings or stepmom relationships. My prefered dynamic is mutual gain.

>>11635

None of what you said is even incest

What the fuck are you doing in this thread

>>11635
>Goes into incest thread
>Gets mad about incest
???

>>11645
>>11652

He literally just said his preference for what kind of relationship he likes? He was just answering the question. He even said "no judgements" and you still got offended. Chill

And you'd be surprised how many people would still call that incest

>>11568
Mother-feeder/son-feedee is definitely a guilty pleasure of mine. Vigilante’s stories are a heavy inspiration. Building intimacy between mother and son through the act of nurturing, spoiling and pampering really draws me into a good story. Feeder-Grandmother works too. >>11618 This right here it what I’m talking about.

>>11616
>>11608
It’s usually not everyone’s cup of tea, but mutual gaining it a big one for me especial if there are feminization aspects to the male gain to the point where the body types start to become indistinguishable. (The brother and sister become two sisters). Competitive gaining and sibling rivalry is pretty hot too. The problem is finding a good “vehicle” for fattening. I’d rather not have them both be feeders and only get into actively fattening later in the story. An older feeder family member like a mom or grandmom would work, or just have them isolated in an environment or situation where they can’t help but gain weight.

>>11655
>Mother-feeder/son-feedee is definitely a guilty pleasure of mine
My man. Glad to see another of good taste.

>>11674
>Mother-feeder/son-feedee
We definitely need more stories with this dynamic.

>>11675

Seconded

>>11567
I'd love to see a story about an older sister fattening her little brother to death before he even turns 18

does anyone have any recommendations for good mother/daughters stories?

>>11680
Same, anon. It's criminally underrated

>>11680
>>11682
Its a cousin, but Springbok's got a story like that (and lots of good stuff in this vein generally)
https://www.deviantart.com/springbokkx/art/Helpless-and-Hopeless-Health-Issues-Immobility-997585481

>>11680
That would be child porn. No.

>>11680
>Before 18
And THAT line of thinking is how this board will get nuked, so, no!

Better line of thinking: Before he's 21 but AFTER he's 18.

>>11680
Based

>>11701
There's literally a loli thread on this board

>>11702

Again. Child porn. Fuck off.

>>11706
Exactly. Anything under 18 is just Gross and Sus af.

>>11709
Have you read half the stories in this thread?

>>11710
no. Because it's child porn.

Are there any good "mom is the feedee" stories?

>>11712
I will have to state about what board your on. It's literally a case of 'fighting a losing battle', anon. Just pack up and move on.

So, Vigilante, how's that "There's Something About Mom" finale coming along?

Terribly!

Someone above posted a Wonka story, which reminded me that I've always fancied writing one, so I'm about 15,000 words deep and couple of chapters from the end.

Mother / son and sister / sister.

I'll finish in the next month or so I hope.

Then I'll finally complete There's Something About Mom (probably).

>>11718
Always a treat to hear an update from you. Looking forward to your Wonka story!

>>11718
What can we expect for the last chapters of Something with Mom?

Anyone have the Hayley story from the last thread?
Think I also remember something about more chapters coming, not sure what the status of it is?

Where's that "poke vigilante" stick.

I made a there’s something about mom chatbot on spicy chat with mom Olivia and Jessica and your the son, should I post it? Works pretty well

https://www.deviantart.com/panchromatic567/art/Rebeca-s-Fat-Prison-USSBBW-slob-manipulation-1247767953

Mother/daughter, lots of health issues, be warned

>>12156
>>12153
Post it ! Btw what's better nowadays : character.ai, spicy or janitor ?>>12153

>>12153
Drop the link

>>12153
Don't be selfish and pass it on

I remember a couple of stories in deviantart that I can't find anymore.

One about a daughter that after her father's death took care of her mother. She spoiled her, fed her and took care of her. Now her mother eats constantly and has forgotten how to do basic stuff.

The other one was about a mother who fed her son into immobility and takes care of him with cleaning him and eating him out.

Anyone has those stories?

anyone have or remember the story where a fat guy fucks his sister while her friends are over, and one of the friends films it and uses it as blackmail against the sister? i thought it was a vigilante story but i could be wrong

>>12193
that's "there's something about mom"

Here's some inspiration for bhm stuff if Vigilante visits this board.

given this is a garbage dump, may as well dump some garbage.

check out this pig taking anglefraud pics on line at the welfare office. more cellulite than brains in this dope, so self obsessed the world outside her own bubble of fat ceases to be until it's time to leech more public funds, to be dropped with an inaudible splash into her bottomless gut.

now if it was up to me, all garbage like this would be eliminated on the spot, but let's not get ahead of ourselves--cloud intelligence will take care of the job sooner or later. why? because she already served her hoggish purpose of photo data collection, the repulsive bag of lard has been doing it since 2013 or whenever she got her first phone, probably around the same time some creeper first popped her junk and sent her down the blubber hole to self-feeding oblivion.

sugar and sex are two of three basic elements that construct her world and the third and final one--ATTENTION--is used by the machine as carrot-cake -on-a-stick so the whale will keep snapping pics every day and send more graphics into the algorithm. all the while desperate 3rd worlders continue to inundate her instagram or fuckin snapchat or whatever, praising her as the "goddess" she knows herself to be. believes herself to be. if vomit had a name and a presence it would have to be hers. I haven't even described her appearance yet cuz you can guess it; a greasy pockmarked orc with grotesque visible pores on her stretched hamhead and overly caked on cosmetics, ratty dyed hair and trashy tats, clothes that don't fit her one bit but make "The Angle" accentuate those lardbags she calls her tits, that don't look anything like their photos even before the beautifying filter boosts her another point and a half.
the whole thing is fraud and it's like she's coming to the edge of a very steep cliff, an existential sugar crash that no amount of Sara Lee is going to pull her out of again. until that inevitable demise we all have to suffer her plainly nauseating existence, that does nothing but take up space and cause a bad odor.

and also she winds up fuckin her brother or some shit, so it's incest alright?

>>12275
...do you need a juicebox and a blanket, dude?

>>12280
no but I think you need to take that tampon out of your ass before you get toxic shock

>>12275
You gonna be creative or reply with more AI Slop?

>>12283
I know your parents didn't love you enough to tell you this, but being a massive douchebag that nobody wants to be around is actually a BAD thing

Graduating from poking stick to beating stick.

Where was that story about a fat son and a smaller but still fat daughter hooking up after the parents die? Ends up with the son dead, the sister with one kid plus one she is pregnant with.

>>12402
https://www.deviantart.com/n00brunner/art/Thicker-than-Blood-947284500

>>12409
This, but not formated like a greentext but instead a full story.

Bit of a request here: are there any weight gain/feeding fics about children getting revenge on an evil, bitchy mom?

Basically I'm looking for stories about a mom who's evil, or bitchy, or vain, or greedy, or otherwise unpleasant, and her kids get revenge on her by fattening her up. Health issues would be fine, even encouraged, and even death feederism. But I do really want to see if there are any good "fattening up mom as revenge" stories.

>>12437
Not incest, but this is the closest I could find.

https://www.deviantart.com/glowstickwooper/art/Mary-Massive-Mother-814408881

I am going to ask here too:
Looking for a story of a daughter who fattens her mother using candy bars (because her mother is very demanding). At the end of the first part the daughter decides to indulge in these bars too.
The second part is about the (now fat) daughter living with her fat mother (I think there is mention of them fucking guys in order to buy weed or something)
Did the author delete his deviantart?

>>12443
https://www.deviantart.com/johnmooney6022/art/Side-Effects-May-Vary-953581082

https://www.deviantart.com/johnmooney6022/art/Side-Effects-May-Vary-2-954822181

>>6643 (OP)
I had an idea for a story about long lost twins (or maybe just siblings) who didn't know the other existed, and got reunited later in life

Like in the news stories, they are profoundly similar and have similar tastes, habits etc. except for one aspect - one of them is skinny and the other is fat, mostly due to one of having grown up with a fat family I had a few ideas where to take it but was hoping for feedback.

Would it be better for the thin twin to fatten the fat one, or vice versa?

Could be a secret "family swap" type situation to see what it's like living the others life, and the thin one experiences living with a fat family but has been repressed so has no impulse control

Maybe the fat one wants to make the thin one more like them or out of revenge (overdone though)

Maybe the thin one is turned on by the fat one and makes them fatter


Any opinions would be greatly appreciated

>>12484
I said a "secret" family swap without even thinking how that would be possible, considering they are so different in size lol.

Unless they used padding to make the thin one look big - but would probably be better not to be secret

Or maybe the family hasn't seem them for ages so they say they lost weight

>>12485
Both could be "studying abroad," where the fat family would assume European food made them lose weight while the other skinny family could be told she began overeating from stress.

If we pool our money, we could hire a hitman to kidnap vigilante and lock him in a room with a computer till he gives us updates or new works.

https://www.deviantart.com/n00brunner/art/Thicker-than-Blood-947284500

Anyone remember where the longer of this is? The one where it's not a greentext but a full story.

>>11254
>>11267

Old thread is gone. Did anyone happen to save this?

https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/kara+comes+home/author/Jonny+Cowboy

I hope this one sticks around and gets more explicit, it's off to a great start.

>>12740
Looks promising, it might need some adjustments, as some chapters are very small and there is a lack of context in certain scenes

>>12740
Well, It´s already deleleted. Bummer.
What was it about?

>>12756
Well, to be honest, it went downhill and was drifting away from incest, in my opinion, in the brief time it was there and being updated. It was called Kara Comes Home. Here is the plot in case it gives anyone any inspiration (you never know).

In short, the oldest, most responsible daughter (Kara) in a family of feedee slobs moves back in with them after a falling out four years ago and gets drawn into their lifestyle. She has a mother (Cassandra) and two younger sisters, the youngest (Layla) being when she moves back home. I think Kara is supposed to be in her late twenties or thirties and no idea about the mom or the middle daughter.

The original cause of the falling out had been her mother's marrying a baker feeder (Alex) and subsequently blowing up fast and getting more slobby, plus the middle sister (some similar name like, idk, Sara) getting married to the baker's feeder assistant and going the same way, and finally seeing her mom deliberately drawing the youngest sister into the same lifestyle just, apparently, for the thrill of it.

But when she moves back in, the middle sister seems to have moved out to live with her husband, and the household now consists of Alex (who is at work all day), Cassandra, and Layla. Cassandra is like 700+ lbs and Layla is 360s or so I think. Somehow, Cassandra is slightly mobile, but mainly Layla takes care of and feeds her, and Cassandra feeds her back, and although there wasn't an explicit sex scene they basically feedist dirty-talked extensively about getting fatter and fatter with no limit. Incidentally, the house is a complete sty, and the mother and daughter go around naked and messy at home.

Kara is shocked and appalled but Cassandra gives her stern ground rules for staying there, essentially roping her into caring for and feedinf her along with Layla. Alex still hadn't appeared and in fact never did before it went down.

The story then time skipped a bit for last chapter or two before it disappeared. Kara's whole corruption was basically already done with, she was out of nowhere admitting to herself that she was starting to enjoy all this and getting fatter. It felt very rushed. There wasn't any further incest, but rather suddenly a fresh feeder baker's assistant appeared delivering pastries and she basically throws herself at him instantly. Sooo, I think it was heading in the direction of wasted potential anyway.

It feels to me like the author was inspired by the earlier chapters of "The Fall of Madelyn Beckett," which is on FF here and also on deviantart I think, and still being updated. But that story has taken several wild turns and is slightly less incestuous than Kara comes home..

>>12757
Oops, meant to say that Layla is 21, if I remember right. And meant to link madelyn beckett:
https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+fall+of+madelyn+beckett/author/WeightGainFetish

>>12757
Huh. Weird that they removed it yet allow actual incest stuff on there???

fantasyfeeder has really gone downhill the past few years

>>12780
It's always possible that the author pulled it. But idk ifwhat you say is true anymore. Are you aware of any incest stories that are still up on there? This is the thread for them.

Also occurs to me that possibly it was pulled due to the implication that the youngest daughter began a feedist relationship before she was 18.

>>12781
https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+new+step-feeder/author/FilthyFeeder

https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/eight+last+steps/author/Mistress+Audra

https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+wicked+stepmother%3A+fattening+jack+to+the+end/author/Gordobaboso

does anybody have the story "fat filth" by elroycohen?

>>12783
Thanks, don't think I've read these

Does someone remember this story? It was on the Wayback Machine, it was about a mother that was a healthnut, the son got fed up and screamed at her, later on she softened and decided to have an activity with his son, resulting into baking, eventually as the mother started to like this and indulge, they undressed in only their underwear when they ate, and she got separated from her husband and lived with his son, at the end of the story they went to a restaurant and she shocked his ex-husband in how fat she became, she and his son went straight to their apartment to eat

>>12835
It was a Vigilante story I believe.
I remember the end which was like "Eating and Pleasure," was all that mattered.

Not one of mine unfortunately!

A mother-daughter story
https://www.deviantart.com/springbokkx/art/Fiery-Passion-in-a-Deep-Freeze-SSBBW-Incest-1291375647

Any update on Alice & Me part 2?

Hello second slowest board on the chan!

Long time lurker, second or third time poster bringing you fresh OC!

Do you like washed up ex-jocks? Do you like Mom's? Do you like fat women? Then make sure to click the link to read my new story "Pudgy Pandemic" !

https://www.deviantart.com/jimb022/art/Pudgy-Pandemic-P-1-1303209213

Let me know what you guys think, I look forward to it. :)

>>12960
It's good, looking forward to the next part and I hope things get explicit between them soon.

You should do your SEO and future generations of degenerates a favor and tag it as incest though.

>>12967
Word. Tags have been updated accordingly.*

*DA are a buncha bitches who don't have a proper incest tag. I had to settle for (incestmom). 🤡

>>12970
That'll be fine. But really yes, it's a great story and just what we've been needing so I hope you continue it and write others.

i wish n00brunner would come back and finish Alice and Me part 2

Crooners, gooners, and schooners, I present for your viewing pleasure Part 2 of Pudgy Pandemic!

https://www.deviantart.com/jimb022/art/Pudgy-Pandemic-P-2-1304337443

The Spice doth flow in abundance! Be sure to let me know what you think, and as always I hope you enjoy :)

My mother and I were sitting in the kitchen late on a Thursday. I had tapped out but Mom was finishing the tub of ice cream by her lonesome, slowly and leisurely. "You know, your father would kill us if he new there was junk food in the house Trent." she said cheekily between mouthfuls. She wasn't wrong either but I didn't say anything. I was still in a place between being full and being mesmerized by the fact that Cath, my super slim, usually total Nazi of a mother was actually finishing a tub of ice cream. The bottom of a tub and half a pack of chocolate biscuits later she was reclining, breathing heavily and groaning lightly with content. "Oh my," she sighed, gently stroking her skinny underwear-clad body, "I've missed all these flavors!. Two thoughts were swimming around my brain now, the first being "when is this going to end?" and the second being "how on earth did this begin?".
Two weeks ago everything had been normal; Mom was a total bitch and I didn't speak a word to her beyond a couple of grunts after school. Our family had always been super health-conscious and very sports oriented thanks to strict parents with sporting backgrounds. For a skinny, uncoordinated, awkward guy like me it was hell; lots of football practice that only served to humiliate me. I wasn't an only child, my sister was freaky tall and freaky fit, and made everyone else in her year insanely jealous. She inherited mom's bitchiness so we didn't get along. As a result of this, I spent most of my time in my room on the internet and video games.
My only key to staying sane was a stash of junk food I kept under the bed. I wasn't greedy, but the bland "healthy" meals that Mom gave us were killing me. I was beginning to hate everything to do with fitness, exercise and health; I would rather be one of those kids who has chips for lunch than a some muscle-clad douche bag. Having said that, I knew it was only a matter of time before Mom found my treasure trove and totally murdered me...
"Trent!" Mom screeched down the hall before could even close the front door. She charged down the hall and was in front of me before I could even put my bag on the ground. "Have you been eating junk food in this house young man?"
"Um..." Shit. "Yeah, I guess."
"Trent! Do You know how bad that is for you? You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"Well... Whatever. Just give it a rest Mom."
"Give it a...? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?"
"Just get off my back for once, okay? I'm getting really sick of this family. You're always acting like such a bitch the whole time. And you wonder why for some reason nobody likes you." And with that stormed to my room and slammed the door. I could hear Mom yelling and outraged behind me, but was too intoxicated by some very dumb form of bravery to pay much attention.

I waited for my punishment to come, at first for hours and then for days, but instead an eerie calm settled in the house. This was really weird, why hadn't super-Nazi yelled at me yet and banned me from everything? Had I upset her? We were finishing dinner a few days later. Pasta, nothing special. As Mom got up to clear the table, she lent in and spoke to me. "Stick around Trent. I've got a surprise for you.". Um.... okay.
I decided to play along. No consequences had come from the argument the other day, so I didn't want to rock the boat just yet. Once the table was clear and the rest of the family were elsewhere, Mom invited me into the kitchen.
Look Trent. I had a think about it and wanted to apologize. It was just a couple of chocolate bars and I went way off the deep end. Anyway, that's not the real issue. The bigger issue is that we don't communicate or spend time together. And yelling at you over nothing just makes that worse."
"Uh... okay. Well, thank you." I wasn't convinced, but an apology wasn't a bad thing.
"Anyway, I thought it could be a good bonding exercise...' Oh fuck, here we go.
"...if we had a regular mother-son bonding night."
"No Mom, that's totally not ne..."
"I'm not finished!" she was stern but measured, "So I thought, if you wanted to eat junk food, maybe we could do some baking together?"
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Baking? Mom hated that stuff. In my whole life I'd never seen her eat anything that wasn't mega-healthy. I was insanely skeptical about the whole ordeal, but I guess this was a weird attempt at "nice" mom, so I should probably go with it to avoid a fight.
"Okay mom, that sounds like... fun."
Now, this may not seem weird to you, but you don't know my mother. Besides being a mega-bitch, she was also a no-nonsense, serious business woman and fitness nut. Fun and food don't enter this equation at all... ever. We went to the beach every now and then and I can confidently say that Mom has one of the least appealing bodies I've ever seen. I know she's my Mom and all, but even so she has the least interesting figure I've ever seen. Even in a bikini all you can see is thigh gap, no hips, no ass, no cleavage, no nothing. Not an ounce of pudge on her sticklike figure. And that was how she liked it, cold, simple and controlled. She kept to a grueling weekly exercise schedule, and probably hadn't touched a chip, ice cream or chocolate in decades.
So, offering to bake cookies and have "bonding" time was weird to say the least.
The whole ordeal was awkward and tense. We didn't really know what to say to each other, so we just blankly told each other instructions and worked at making cupcakes all but blindly. Once the tray was done, I offered Mom the first bite.
"Trent, I haven't eaten one of these in years. I can do without the sugar in my system."
Then why the hell did you bake these with me? "Well I'm not eating a whole tray of them mom. Plus, didn't you say it was a bonding thing?"
"Well yeah but..." I could see mom was trying to stop the inner Nazi creeping back, "Okay. Okay, I'll have a couple. You’re right, this is bonding time."

Mom's world didn't get turned upside down, but she'd definitely forgotten exactly how good cupcakes were. I mean they were alright, but she loved them. She had one, and then two, and then four, and eventually half of the tray. It wasn't heaps, but it was more than I'd expect from her. I didn't even know here skinny ass had room for all of them. But that wasn't the most surprising bit. After a couple of them she actually started to become... kind of fun. Or at least the conversation livened up a bit. She hadn't had candy in years so she was asking me about chocolate brands. It turns out she had as much of a sweet tooth when she was young that I do. It was weird, it was kind of like we were bonding or something.
Mom enjoyed the sneaky baking night so much that she suggested that Thursday become our regular bonding session. Mom, for the first time in a long time, felt like we had really made a connection. I hadn't grumbled or given one word answers, and she had dialed her Nazi factor to a minimom. The last thing she whispered to me as we crept back to our rooms was a request to bring something sweet for next week, and slipped me a $20. The next week we chowed down on M&Ms and corn chips, laughing quietly. The week after that I show her Froot Loops, and she's entranced by her first doughnut in an eternity. I begin to suspect that finally having sugar back in her system is somehow killing her grumpy vibes.
That eventually brought me to my current position, watching my slim mother finish tubs of ice cream, packets of chips or whatever else she hadn't touched in a decade and a half of marriage like a woman a couple times her size. At first it was reserved, cautious bites, but as the weekly sessions continued Mom's technique became more and more reckless, I had seen her dribble chocolate sauce, or splutter down a scoop of ice cream that was simply too much for her. I wasn't much better, watching Mom somewhat forgo manners encouraged me to do similar. As our table manners had become somewhat sloppy we had to make a new rule; no clothing, only underwear. It wasn't too weird or anything, Mom didn't have the ass, hips or even breasts to make a pair of underwear look any more appealing than a burqua. Still, I can't say that there wasn't something entrancing about a strict, fit woman like my mom stripped down and devouring family pack of Doritos like it was the first food she'd seen all week.
"Can you hand me that wing?" my mother asked, despite working through a handful of chips.
I was meant to be a football practice right now, but I had been able to convince Mom to take a detour on the way. Currently we were sitting in the KFC car park, and I was helping my Mother finish the first fast food order (family size, no less), that she had had since meeting Dad.
"I have to ask," I said, handing Mom her wing, "how can you go from being such a health nut to chowing down on fried chicken in a car park?"
"Well..." Mom swallowed a bite, "I guess I'd just forgotten how good everything tasted. Can you believe went 15 years without a jelly doughnut? God, I can't imagine going a week without one now!"

>>12994
So its ok for them niggas to cheat. But I cant beat her ass for getting out of pocket? Lol

That was half an explanation, but I had noticed her mood had improved tenfold since we had started mother-son bonding time. Okay, so she put on the figurative Nazi uniform for day to day stuff, but since she had let sugar back into her life she had started I had seen her laughing, smiling and joking. Hell, when she tried first peanut buttercup she danced that skinny body arounc the room in joy. And speaking of that skinny body...
Yeah, fair enough. But aren't you scared that Dad will notice?" I was treading carefully now.
What? No way. I mean, we're cautious about it. I destroy all the evidence and we always make sure we never get any on our clothes."
"Um..." Oh boy, "No that's now what I meant. You don't exactly look like that woman there do you?" 1 pointed to a particular woman waddling from restaurant to car, immense anatomy jiggling
away.
"No, of course not!" Mom laughed.
"Well, what's Dad going to say when you start to?"
Mom's face dropped. "Oh, come on Trent! I'm not a big fat slob."
"I know that, but the fact of the matter is that if you keep up all these jelly doughnuts one day he'll notice that your behind fills out your pants a bit better."
"As if, that bastard hasn't paid attention to my behind in years." Mom said that last comment more to herself than me.
"Ew!"
"Well you brought it up," Mom bit back, "Let's just say that the size of my behind is none of his business. I'm having fun and I'm having it with someone who knows how to. And he can just deal with that!"
Mom swallowed a handful of chips as an exclamation point.

Dad may not have paid much attention to her ass, but it wasn't long before I was. Mom was serving the family dinner one night and she had to lean across the table to place the platter down.
It was clear that her ass was become a little more shapely than usual, which was dangerous. A night or two later Dad even made a vague comment about it. Mom just shrugged it off.
"No, I hadn't noticed anything." Mom lied convincingly, "Might just be working off a bit of the Christmas weight still."
It was enough to throw him off the trail, but I noticed whilst cleaning up after dinner that night Mom was stuffing her face with dinner's leftovers instead of throwing them away. As if to spite him or something.
"Check this out!" my mother said sneakily before one of our secret feasts and she pulled her top off above her head, revealing to me the source of her excitement. Her once proud, firm, flat stomach was now going to way of her but and becoming a greedy little pot belly. Not very large, but enough to say "Cath has been enjoying herself a little too much recently". Mom gently slapped her gut and giggled a little.
"Oh dear...
" a sudden fear overtook me.
Mom looked mildly upset, "What? Aren't you impressed?"
"Its hard to be when i know that Dad will go apeshit over it."
Mom smiled "Oh, lighten up. Trying to hide it is half the fun. That's what makes it so... naughty!" She giggled to herself again.
dwindled, the conversation returned to her figure.
"You never gave me a response Trent," she said cheekily, "What do you think of my figure?" With that she again slapped her chocolate stained belly.
" I think it looks great. It's like a little reminder that you're secretly a glutton."
Vom laughed, "You cheeky bastard! Anyway, you're one to talk! You'll probably have to start buying the size above 'scrawny' if you keep this up."
Hey, what are you saying?" I looked down at my chest, which I couldn't deny was a lot flabbier than it used to be. My super slim figure had entered the great void between ano and pudgy
"Okay, fair enough. But I'm not meant to be the health freak. I can stand to gain a couple of pounds."
"Well, we've both put on a bit then." Mom smiled, "I kind of like it. Its just a bit of fun and the fact that we're both looking a little more "generous" is kind of nice. Its a bit like we're sharing something... something other people don't understand."

Mom and Dad began fighting soon after. I was never in the middle of it but an educated guess told me that it had to do with Mom's lax fitness. Dad was blaming her not setting a good example, and other vague things that made it seem like a moral issue. Mom either played dumb and became defensive, blaming stress and lack of time rather than stuffing her face. One Saturday we were preparing for a family trip to the beach when it became tense and awkward as Mom stepped out of her bedroom in her swimsuit. Whilst Mom's flabbier figure was noticeable these days, it was still confronting to see her once svelte bikini body now looking jiggly and constricted by her swimmers. Her belly was beginning to hang a little over her pants, and was laced with lots of tiny stretch marks across her gut. As she walked with a spring in her step out of the car and down to the sand, her now substantial ass wobbled hypnotically. Had the impossible happened? Had Mom actually started be become a sexy woman? It was hard to deny it as I snuck a couple of glances at her bosom in her undersized bra, but by the looks of it Dad didn't agree. He didn't mention anything, but he communicated with Mom that day solely in death-stares and short barked statements.
"The weirdest thing happened to me today," said Mom with a mouthful of caramel slice, "I was at the supermarket and I ran into Sandy."
"Old neighbor Sandy?" I said after finally swallowing a jam doughnut.
"Yeah, the older woman. Well, we were chatting and out of nowhere she asked me when I was due!"
"As in..." I looked down at Mom's belly, now very swollen and riddled with stretch marks. Her belly simply couldn't keep up with the amount of calories that my mother was putting in her body, not that she was much concerned. "...pregnant?"
"Yeah! I know right! I thought I was looking more spoiled than pregnant but there you go." Mom gripped her gut and gave it jiggle for effect smudging chocolate on herself. It was hard to deny that it protruded a bit too far to be a holiday indulgence, but it was far to fleshy to pass as pregnant.
"That is weird"
"You know," she finished her mouthful and opened a pack of Oreos, "I found it kind of flattering! Its weird but I actually like the feeling of someone noticing and commenting on how fat I'm getting. It makes me feel kind of.... sexy."
As soon as Mom said it she looked extremely guilt.
"Um.... sorry! I know that's a bit... weird..." she attempted to eat her words. thought you looked... well, good. Like really good."
"Trent no, you don't have to say that to me..."
"No Mom, its true." I reassured her, "Nothing weird or anything, but as a dude I can tell when a woman looks good. And believe me, you've got a really nice set of hips and good ass now."
"Um..." Mom looked a little disgusted, "Thanks? My son's not trying to make a move on me is he?"
Ew! Oh god, this had all come out wrong. I started blushing. "No, no, no! That's gross Mom! I'm not a weirdo! No... I was just saying that in my professional opinion your behind is looking better these days. And hell, that's not hard considering you were a twig before.
Mom laughed, "I'm just teasing you Trent! No, I know what your saying. I used to think that skinny was sexy, but recently I've been seeing women with big behinds, big chests or fat thighs and I find myself staring at them. Just the way they move is kind of... exciting." Mom finished the pack of Oreos and burped. It was quiet and polite, but she didn't excuse herself.

Mom and Dad's fights had gotten worse, and I was starting to worry about them. Dad had found an empty chip packet under the bed, and to add insult to injury Mom was wearing pajamas that were many many pounds too small for her when he confronted her. I watched from the stairs as Dad told her off, and poked the spot where belly now hung out from under her pajama top. He threw words around like fat pig and lazy bitch. As I stood from a distance I felt something concerning happen; a heat growing in my pants. As I looked at my mother from the side, and how much space she now took up in front of her, I could feel myself throbbing. As Dad accused her of things she was completely guilty of, and poking her excessive fleshy evidence, I began rising fast. Shit! This was weird and I didn't like it, but it was going to happen none the less. I knew that if I heard Dad refer to the size of her ass i was probably going to have an accident, so I swiftly snuck away to the bathroom. As my member throbbed harder, I did whatever to try and push my mother's thick figure out of my mind. When nothing came finally opened my eyes and immediately locked onto my answer, a flabby, slightly pudgy, very lazy young man who was beginning to outgrow his clothing. I began to strip in front of the mirror, my mother only just out of my mind as thought about how flabby and out of shape I had become. When I came, I could do little except repress and forget that this moment had ever happened, with the thought of "at least you didn't masturbate to your own mother keeping me sane.
It wasn't long after that that Dad filed for a divorce, and Mom and I had to move out. Far from being distraught, Mom seemed relieved. She quickly found as a small apartment a few miles away, and our housewarming party was an evening of stuffing our faces without having to hide it. We had ordered pizzas, KFC and a platter of pastries to hold us over.
"Here's to good riddance!" my mother said with a raised beer, which she quickly sculled before returning to her family dinner box. Without having to worry about waking the family, she chowed down noisily and with even less abandon than she had before. We still ate in our underpants for tradition's sake though, and Mom's fat protruding gut and now eye catching cleavage were becoming gently splattered with chicken grease and pizza. Once again tapped out well before she did, and ended up watching her stuff her face late into the evening. When finally I talked her into giving it a rest, I had to help her out of her chair and towards her bedroom. I was starting to get concerned.

In the weeks after moving in Mom slowly began to wrap her days around eating, sleeping and watching TV. My concerns were only growing. I thought that maybe the house-warming feast was a one-off but Mom seemed to become more and more determined to dedicate her days to enjoying herself. I tried to have "the health talk" with her a couple of times, but each time I wimped out. I mean, she's a grown woman and she can make her own decisions right? Okay, so maybe keeping the fridge stocked full of chocolate bars and left over pizza wasn't helping but it was getting harder and harder to be assertive. And secretly, I was enjoying seeing her mammoth breasts and thunder thighs increase far more than I would admit. The fear for her health and the guilt for enjoying it had started to give me acute anxiety, and I found myself eating, snacking and gorging more regularly these days. I wasn't proud of it, but if I had to eat poorly I had definitely found the right house to do it in.
Mom on the other hand was just as happy and playful as always.
"Trent!" Mom called across the house, "Come have a look at this!"
"Jesus Mom! Put some pants on!"
Mom laughed as she looked up at me in the mirror. "Oh Trent, you're such a prude! I'm not like you're going to be seeing anything down there any time soon!" And with that Mom gently patted the spot where her fat gut now hung over her privates.
"But what about your ass?"
"Oh my god!" a look of wonder overtook my mother. She moved the hand on her stomach to her immense behind. "Have you seen this thing? When I got out of the shower I decided to leave my towel off and I got a glimpse of it in the mirror. This thing got BIG!"
"mom?"
"This thing is immense, and juicy! I'm lezzing out a bit here."
"Mom!"
She laughed again, "You're so easy to wind up Trent! I'm not joking though, I'm so impressed by the size of my ass. It feels great too! So soft, so squishy!" I stood there in blankly, bowl under arm, feeling an erection growing against my will. Mom took offense to the silence.
"Oh come on Trent! You're the one who was telling me that as a dude you were an 'ass professional". Well trust me, you're going to want to feel this. And you should probably do it soon before all that KFC turns my ass into a giant, shapeless mass."
I reluctantly agreed, heart beating like crazy. Mom graciously took the mixing bowl from me and began helping herself. I sheepishly laid my hands on the cellulite of her left cheek, taking it in for a moment, then groping the lard. It was indeed amazing; soft, fleshy and immense. I took my time, feeling the flesh at different points and acquainting myself with the geography of her meaty behind.

"Well.." she filled her mouth with cake batter before continuing, "Aren't you going to jiggle that thing?"
"Um..'
my erection was already at critical mass, "Is that okay? You won't feel weird?"
"Oh please! You don't think I've spent the last hour and a half in front of the mirror watching my ass wobble?" And with that she brought down five plump, batter-smeared digits, grasped her lardy behind and began shaking the flesh hard and mercilessly.
It was too much. I could feel my member reaching the final stages, and without an plan or excuse I simply ran out of the bathroom. I came my pants half-way down the hall. I came up with some half-assed excuse later.
Finding my now lardy Mother hot was fucking with my head. When she walked down the hall, the size of her ass was starting to give her a bit of a waddle and I found it so hot I couldn't concentrate. The way she stuffed her hefty breasts into criminally undersized bras was too much for me. Not even her total abandon of table manners could turn me off; there was something kind of cute about the was she noisily stuffed her face and managed to spill food all down herself. I tried to distract myself with food, often locking myself in my room with cake, McDonald's or chips and chowing down until the bad thoughts went away. When I sat across from her at dinner I had keep my mouth full and my hands re-applying food just to keep me from focusing on the way Mom's breasts jiggled as she enjoyed her nightly gorge. As the weeks rolled on we both becoming more ample. I tried not to look at myself when I got out of the shower, because the few times that I did I always felt a toxic mix of shame and arousal. I was quickly becoming a big fat boy, complete with boy-boobs, a double chin and a big chocolate-filled belly. I didn't even want to think about the hefty ass I was growing, but then again tried to drown out most thoughts with ice cream and chips. Mom on the other hand was positively delighted to show off her new fat, seldom wearing more that a bra. She'd often loudly exclaim to herself how fat her pussy was. And indeed, her everything was getting fat. She walked slower and lost her breath easily. Her boobs and her ass were loosing their shape to gravity and cellulite, and her immense belly was making it hard to get comfortable. She would sometimes use her belly like a table when she sat in front of the TV, and if she was feeling particularly lazy she would have me wipe her down with a cloth afterward to avoid having to get up.

Mom drank the final gulp from a bottle of cooking oil and tossed it to the side of her armchair. She had taken a liking to the stuff recently, claiming that it reminded her of the reside from a heavy, greasy fry-up. She let out a deep burp from low in her gut, followed by an amused giggle. Oil had dribbled right down to her mini skirt, itself bulging and verging on useless, her thighs far to hefty for it. We were in the living room, vaguely watching a reality show about rich housewives. One of the women was showing off a new horse, riding it around the paddock.
My mother spoke up after a moment, "What do you reckon a horse tastes like honey?"
"Mom?"
"Well a horse is just meat like anything else right? You could roast the whole thing no problem..." Mom brought a pudgy hand onto her gut and began rubbing it hungrily. "Or better yet, deep fry one!"
"Don't say things like that. People love horses."
"Could you imagine that?" Her eyes lit up with mischief. "Some poor skinny woman crying over her favorite horse, searching for her pride and joy, and then me, at home, stuffing my face with it and loving every mouthful! I'll give myself a heart attack just thinking about it..."
"Mom! Don't say that! That's really messed up!"
"Oh? I'm sorry?" The mischief turned to mock surprise. This was never a good sign. "You think that *I'm" messed up?" That tone of voice was a the second warning. "No Mom. Whatever your thinking of doing, don't do it!"
Mom turned her sarcastic innocent voice up to the max, "Wow Trent, you're looking a bit pudgy today. Did you put on a bit of weight?" I could feel the blood heading towards my member. "Mom!"
"Actually, now that | look at you..." Mom groaned and began heaving her massive ass out of the chair, before lumbering towards me, "...you've become a little piggy haven't you?" She placed two pudgy hands on my obese gut. They were cold and intimate, and | let out a little gasp. I became hard almost instantly. "Oh god..".
"Were you embarrassed in the changing rooms," she started vigorously wobbling my belly fat, "when you were 30 pounds heavier than the next fattest boy? Did they call you names?" Fuck. I breathed in heavily, my thick frame jiggling in my armchair and pinned in place by my mother and by the grips of ecstasy.
"Look at what you've done to yourself piggy!" She raised a hand to my now sizable man boob, gently gyrating over it. "I would have killed for tits like these a year ago. But you just can't say no to junk food can you? Imagine if your father could see what a fat pig you've become?"
Fuck. Fuck.
"Remember what you looked like a year ago? How does it feel to have made yourself obese, you fat fucking slob?"
I came in my pants.
Mom took her hands off me, stood up straight, and looked at me with victorious amusement. "So, which one of us is messed up again sweetie?" I had to catch my breath before I responded. "Touche."

Mom’s lard, stuffed into a tortured pair of leggings, jiggled away in front of me as we approached the restaurant. The two of us, both approaching Wall-Mart levels of obesity, must have been quite a sight to behold as we struggled to keep our vast portions of fat inside our clothing as we waddled though the car park. Mom miraculously managed to persuade her ass inside the front door, although she grinned mischievously as she did it.
"Table for two please." my mother's lips produced, surrounded by a sea of flesh. The waiter quickly hid his shock at the size of the woman and showed her to her two seats. I recalled the woman mom used to be as she dropped her greedy body onto the chairs. It was hard to think this wide, monstrously ample woman with a hunger in her eyes was once so tiny and so plain.
She could well be looking at me and be thinking the same thing, I had piled on more weight and was having trouble breathing and walking. My man boobs and my belly were growing beyond my control.
"So why did we come to this restaurant?" I said in a hushed tone, well aware that our very presence threatened to make a scene.
"Be patient Trent. This is the two year anniversary of when we started doing this, so I've got something special planned." And with that Mom winked at me.

I played along, and I had to wait until we were half-way through our entrees before it was finally showtime Reservation for two." a voice carried across the room. I processed the information for a moment before dropping my fork
"Is that..." I hissed at Mom "..Dad?"
I already knew the answer. Across the room Dad was already being guided to his seat. He was looking far better dressed than I had ever seen him. He was guiding a woman by the hand, a tiny well dressed woman who I didn't recognize. This was all too much.
"I told you I planned something special!" my Mother giggled with excitement.
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And with that she slowly heaved her fat ass out of her chairs and started making a slow, lumbering journey across the room. I could feel my body slowly sinking into a vat of embarrassment as my huge, ill-dressed mother jiggled her body across the room. Finally she made it.
"Oh, what a surprise!" my mother squawked.
There was a long, long moment of hesitation. My father's face flashed with confusion, understanding, disgust and further confusion before he finally discovered a response.
"Oh my god.... Is that really you?" he stammered.
"Who else would it be silly?" she laughed.
"Is this... a sick joke?"
"What's wrong, you don't recognize your ex-wife?"
Dad scanned the room and made eye contact with me. Disgust fell over his face. "Dear god, is that Trent?! What fuck have you done to our son?"
"Ex wife?!" The pretty woman almost choked.
"Of course!" mom continued happily, "I mean, I might have put on a bit of weight..." and with that she shook her immense belly with both hands in the faces of the mortified couple. Across the room I could feel myself getting hard under the table.
"Jesus, this is fucked. I'm I don't have to deal with this..." shrieked the woman. As loudly as possible she got up and stormed out of the restaurant. The whole room turned silent.
After a moment, Dad's confusion turned to rage. He turned to my mother, "Look what you've done now you fat fucking bitch. No! No... better yet look what you've done to yourself. Look how you and your son can't stop piling food into your mouths for one fucking second. You've totally ruined yourself!Your the size of a house! And you've turned the boy into a fucking garage along the way!"
"Well," my Mom said with a cheeky smile and one sensual finger drawing circles on her gut, " I guess I may be a resort by next year!"
"That's it," my father said warily, "You've lost your mind. I'm out of here..." and with that he silently made his way out of the building.

As soon Mom and burst through the front door we began throwing off our clothes as we rushed to the kitchen. We both grabbed whatever we could carry in both our arms before running (the slower, fleshier kind of running) to Mom's big master bathroom and sat in front of the floor length mirror. We removed the remaining clothing and we started eating ravenously. We stared at our own, obese reflections as we devoured anything we had. I began rubbing myself as I watched all my folds, rolls and flab in the reflection. I turned to my mother and took in her bare flesh; grotesquely obese, stuffing her face and using her free hand to grope the many different parts of her landscape. She eventually found what she was after deep between her thighs and started rubbing furiously, her gaze entranced by the fat woman eating and masturbating in the reflection. This is all that mattered, consumption and pleasure. I came but I continued, consuming and pleasuring myself. Eventually my mother and I found each other, and we began fondling each others' fat, exploring what we had done to each other. It was all a blur. I came on her fat as she roped me and inspected just how obese had made myself. She began sucked me hungrily. penetrated her while she ate, her flesh engulfing me, churning like an ocean in a storm. Th gantic ball of lard barely acknowledged me, too engrossed in stuffing her face full of cake. Her body was so vast and I lost myself in it. That is all that matters, consumption and pleasure.

>>12986 pudgy pandemic 2

>>12993 mom's new appetite begins

Hats off to both authors!

Any updates on Vigilante? Is tradition at this point.

how's that something about mom finale coming along?
>>13043
came here to ask this

Well, I haven't finished TSAB yet, but I am in the process of tidying and uploading my finished Willy Wonka story - give it a day or so!

who even wrote mom's new appetite?

im adding a bunch of my own shit to it and itd be nice to properly credit them

>>13059
Dyed highlights on blonde finish no.

I have finished my Wonka / chocolate factory story - below, I hope you enjoy.

I think, in addition to Mega pdfs, I am going to move my stories from Curvage to Deviantart. Never got the vibe that Curvage is super into this niche, and always a little uncomfortable posting stories there / I haven't uploaded all for that reason. Anyway, for now:

The Fat Factory:
https://www.deviantart.com/curvage33/art/The-Fat-Factory-1308683043

Else if you prefer the PDF from Mega then:
https://mega.nz/file/lA902TZC#Z1zXO8467o6zy7UP5uxU_mG8WL8wMXhnES3Eil9Fgdo

Next I think I will conclude TSAMom, and then open to inspiration for any interesting scenarios or stories people want to read.

Oh and the cover image (AI Slop)

>>13062
Actually pretty cool, looks like someone could have painted it.

>>13059
Hi there! I’m the one who uploaded the story! Unfortunately I’m not the original author and the original author posted them anonymously. I found this story back in 2017 and recently came across it when I was going through some old hard drives. It was all screenshots so I rewrote the entire story since I thought y'all would enjoy it.

I would really love to see any additions or changes you make! I can’t wait to see the story continue!

>>13069

I saw and remember that. I'm glad you typed it. Thanks for that.

And uh dunno if it'll be to everyones taste because it's gonna be maximally slobby much as all my other stuff.

>>13071
Can’t wait!!

>>13071
Especially with the complete shift at the Mom at the start of chapter 10, I think the direction you want to take it seems like a perfect fit and I can’t wait to see how great and fucked up you make it😁

>>13084

Since you correctly identified Part 10 as what sold me entirely, I'll share a bit of what I have (also since I have no idea what I'm ultimately going for here).

This takes place right at the end of Part 10 in my mind. Maybe the mother is a bit less slobby than it starts out with, and this part isn't very slob related. Just kind of...I dunno a continuation and expansion.

That's not to say we weren't already degraded in some ways; we were both well past morbidly obese, my mom somewhere around four hundred pounds and me in the three hundreds, we wore underwear only at home, my mother was chugging cooking oil like it was water semi regularly, and I had just explosively cum to both my own and my mother's greedy laziness and hedonism. There really wasn't anywhere to go but down.

For the first several months after that encounter, we continued as is. I slept in my bed, she slept in hers, I went to my menial job at the grocery store, and she did some stay at home email…data…whatever job. With that income, plus the alimony my mother had deftly negotiated out of dad, things were actually okay. We could afford food (even for our monstrous and growing appetites) and new sets of clothing as the weight began pulling the old ones too tight. We kept pretty respectful out in public; our clothes covered everything and we could even manage to eat like human beings. At home, things were similarly even keel. I might have been masturbating endlessly to my mom's juicy bottom, but I kept it to myself. If she was doing something similar, she didn't let on either.

The first chink in the armor actually came from outside the house. Near the end of my shift at the grocery store, I had finished stocking the display of snack cakes. It wasn't hard work, but I was a fat hog and I was sweating like one, all while being horribly tempted by the wall of sugary delights. Having placed the old, out of date boxes in the cart, I wheeled it to the back where I bumped into the stock manager.

“Alright you finally got it done Trent, and it looks like you didn't eat any of the new stock.” I'm sure my face was visibly flushed even over the lingering sweatiness. “I'll take it from here.” He took the cart and wheeled it off to the back wall and started tossing the old boxes down the refuse chute.

“Whoa what are you doing?”

“What? Just tossing old stock. Can't sell it anymore.”

“Are we not going to like…discount it? Or donate it?”

“Come on Trent. No one bought it the first go, and these things are barely edible when they're ‘fresh’. They won't last a day longer.” I must have had wide eyes or started drooling or something, because he figured me out in an instant. “What do you want them or something? Fine take ‘em, but don't come crying to me when they rip up your insides like one of those metal cereal pieces fatty.”

God, I really was a fatty. I was drooling over food that was literally on the brink of being actual garbage. I taped over that dashboard warning light though and heaved the cart full of free treats straight to my car.

Once I got them home and told the story of the humiliating manager to my mother all she could say was “Oh my poor fat baby. Why don't you cheer yourself up with some snacks?” And placed a wrapped snack cake in my hand.

The haul didn't last through the night. A dozen boxes with a dozen cakes in each, split between two gluttonous hogs. We sat doughy flank to doughy flank on the couch, speckled with endless cake crumbs, devoid of thought. That was actually the first night we shared a sleeping space together as we hit a serious food coma from the expired snack cakes mixing with the mountain of chinese takeout we combined it with.

The coma actually prompted the next degradation of our lives the next morning. Waking up in what had to have been a pre-diabetic haze, I realized that my phone alarm failed to wake either me or my mother. It had slipped between two greasy rolls and become muffled under hundreds of pounds of blubber. Realizing this meant that I must be exceedingly late to work, I hustled as much as someone as fat as me could, tossed on my work shirt from yesterday (again tossed being relative to my size). The hustle built up a sweat of its own, and my old work shirt was still damp in places with yesterday's sweat, and in the rush I entirely skipped even trying to squeeze into the shower and hose down my numerous folds.

This all culminated in an olfactory disaster. I truly reeked. I definitely had become a bit nose blind because I simply was sweating more and more and there's a limit to the effectiveness of deodorant, but even I could constantly smell a vicious BO rising from my arm pits. I tried to hide in the back for most of my shift, and most of my coworkers were happy to let me the second they got within a few feet of me. Eventually I got used to my own stench and I came to enjoy the peace and quiet of being left alone. Plus, again another cart of outdated merchandise got left in the back to calm myself at home with.

Returning home, coming through the door with a heap of more food for my gluttonous parental roommate, her motherly instincts could tell I was down.

“Uh oh, looks like my big fat son had another rough day. Give your big soft mommy a hug.” She struggled to lean forward and used all of her arms strength to push herself off the sagging couch to stand. Once up she wrapped her bingo wing arms around my moobs and mushed her own soft belly into mine. After just a second of embracing, I could hear her huffing. “Oh dear, Trent baby, you must have worked really hard today. You downright stink.”

“Yeah I know mom. I didn't have time to shower this morning.”

“Hygiene is important young man. You know that.” I scanned up and down her own body, mentally noting the oily sheen it all had. I wasn't really sure the last time she had a proper bath either. “Don't you give me that look. I'll scrub you myself if I have to.” My cock stirred a bit, but I still had some restraint. She pulled a tub of wet wipes left on the coffee table cum dining table and pulled two sheets out. One in each hand, she stuck her hands into the warm pockets of bulging, soft flesh that were my armpits. She scrubbed back and forth a couple times and pulled her hands out. I could almost hear a sucking sound as her hands pulled clear of my blubber. “There you go Trent baby. Fresh again.”

I was hardly fresh with an eight second scrub in just one of my sweaty folds. I just smelled like BO with a bleach spritzer. But I didn't care. I liked my mom's doting and I was too lazy to do anything else. I was tired of squeezing my big hips into the shower and barely being able to even get wet, let alone reach everything, and then the big pain of drying myself off, it just didn't seem worth it anymore. So from then on, except for rare occasions, my bathing was just my mother rubbing sanitary wipes under my arms before work every day. She always helped me put on the shirt after and gave me a kiss too, so it wasn't all bad.

So we kept on growing together for months. We were basically spending every penny we got on food and rent within a year. We certainly had to have a place to live and neither had the willpower to cut back on our gluttony. I legitimately had no idea what to do. Neither me or my mom were employable beyond what we had. We were unrepentant fat asses who struggled with basic tasks. Finding something higher paying was a snipe hunt.

Sitting (as I often was) in the backroom of my work, I was in both an emotional funk and literal funk. Breathing in my own fumes, I realized I got a text. It was from my mom.

>>13087
“hi trent do you know anything about onlyfans?” Well, it was inevitable I suppose. She had found out about self service sex work. Even if I knew it was coming, I still had no idea what to say.

“yeah i do a bit i guess” It was very clear I was being evasive. Why? I don't know, this woman already made me cum.

“do you think i could do it? we could use the money” We absolutely could use the money. And yes I thought she could do it. I knew that the internet was incessantly horny for hot athletic girls who truly blobbed out. But I frankly didn't want to share my mom. Moreso, I didn't want anyone to even know what we shared. Not yet anyway.

“i do think you could do it mom…but do you want to? its a lot of attention and not all of it good”

“honey im too hungry to care about that anymore” God, my mom knew how to play me. I damn near came on the spot and slathered a delivery of fresh fruit in my cum.

“ok if you want to”

“yay!!! Ill start now so we can go back to stuffing ourselves”

So thus my mom became an e-whore to fund our incestuous mutual gaining. And just like I had predicted she was an instant hit. She had so much going for her; a true milf, pear shaped, truly thin to fat, entirely dedicated and truly turned on by her gluttony. Within two months she was making at least as much as her proper job was providing, and she was still being too shy to actually go fully nude.

She tried to keep this aspect of her life separate from the rest by only filming segments while I was off at work. That didn't stop me from just subscribing to her and seeing all her clips though. I did try to fight it at first; I knew how insane it was to pay your own mother for lewds and nudes, but like I said everything was rapidly degrading.

Her site quickly became my only source of pornography. I was blowing every load to clips of her jiggling her belly, boobs, butt, whatever slab of fat she laid her plump hands on. I was constantly checking for updates and constantly oozing precum. My shame was quickly fading and being replaced only with the hope that she'd just go all the way and take her clothes off.

As her reputation amongst feeders and fat fans grew, so did her confidence and her flirtatious messages back to high rolling tippers. Which only served to bring in more fans, and more tippers, which pushed her confidence even higher, creating this cycle of egotism. It was quite magical watching her milk all of these drooling drones with quips and personalized messages and little winks and slight playful jiggles. I got a bit of the experience in person when I returned home from work each day, and she was always waiting with this big giddy smile on her face, and quick as a nearly quarter ton hog can jump up, she gave me a big huge and a kiss on each pudgy cheek before asking what expired foodstuff I brought home today for our next stuffing.

Another day, another dollar, I thought as I sat in the backroom of work to try and calm my labored breathing and slow the flow of sweat from my big body after putting in a solid ten minutes of work. While huffing and puffing, I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text from mom.

“hi sweetie, the only fans has been going so well, but i want more so im taking it to the next level.” She was definitely talking doing nudes.

“but dont think i dont know about you subscribing to me. i can see the list obv.” Oh no. “youre just a big fat perv for your mother arent u.” Oh fuck. My cock reflexively stiffened inside my fat pad. “...but i like that, it makes mommy feel sexy…so sexy her own son cant help but blow his greasy loads for her.” Oh god. My cock got even harder. “so i wanted to reward u with the first look at my new content”

She had to know I was at work. She knew I couldn't look away. She knew what she was doing. A video quickly followed the texts.

It opened with her kneeling on the couch, facing the wall, arms stretched towards the ceiling. Her gigantic, round ass pointed directly at the camera. Unlike ever before, she was entirely bottomless, with every inch of perfect fat flesh open on display. It was so wide and spherical and so evenly dimpled with cellulite. She started swaying her wide hips side to side, causing the hefty globular cheeks to shake in time, gently slapping each other. I could feel my dick bulging even more underneath all of my own fat.

After a few moments of that, she turned her head over her shoulder. Her face had a sheen of sweat from just the simple motion of swaying her hips and she was clearly out of breath when she spoke. “Did you like that baby? I know you waited sooo long for that. But don't you worry, you won't have to wait any longer.”

She clambered down from her kneeling position and stood up in front of the couch. Turning to face the camera, she was truly naked. My mother's tits were on full display and they were glorious. I truly was a pervert as I felt my mouth pool with drool as those big round globs of flesh dangled in front of her. They used to be tight tiny little dollops back before she gave into her latent gluttony, but now they were enormous orbs, gently sagging down her chest and resting just above her puffy double belly. Her soft and light areolas framed her nipples which looked as hard as I was.

Even more out of breath from heaving this heavenly yet heavy body around, she flopped down into a sitting position on the couch. “There you go darling. All of it for you. Every pound. Every inch. Every fold and roll for you.” She cupped as much of her big boobs as she could and smashed them together. She rolled them over each other and lolled her head back with her eyes shut, basking in the glory of her own corpulence. Releasing them, her tits dropped down and slapped her chest with a wet plop. Her hands went further down and grabbed the lowest edge of her stomach. Again she grabbed it and shook it harder and sighed. “I can't wait for you to come and touch this all honey.” She winked and one hand came off her fat gut to reach out to turn the camera off.

“TRENT!” The manager screamed. “Aren't you fucking watching porno back here? What the fuck?” I had gotten hypnotized by my mother's growing body and disassociated in the grocery store backroom. “Jesus fucking Christ. I can't believe this. First, we put up with your fat fucking ass being so god damn slow.” None of this was killing my hard on. “Then we tolerate the nasty fucking stench coming off that tubby blob body.” If anything I was getting harder. “Now you're in here ogling fuckin porn like a fucking freak. You can't even watch normal shit, it gotta be more fuckin fat hogs.” I was going to just cum if this didn't stop. “Just get the fuck out. You're fucking fired.”

I mumbled some nonsense, none of which probably made sense or were even words. “Just get out!” I stood as fast as my body allowed and tried to shuffle to the exit. I could feel my hard cock still throbbing with images of my mom and sounds of my boss's humiliating comments. Bursting through the swinging doors without even looking, I immediately ran into and over a petite girl, knocking her and her hand basket to the floor. I stumbled awkwardly as my pendulum like gut swung around wildly, and I smashed into a display of bacon bits. The pink pig themed display instantly crumpled under my bulk. I grunted in light pain, but the girl scream as my whole body came down on her wrist.

“Oh my god! Fuck! What the fuck you fat fucking pig! My fucking wrist….ahhhhggghhrhrh” I must have sprained it or broken it or something. Again I couldn't muster the words as I rolled around trying to get up. It didn't matter, because she surely couldn't hear any of it as I accidentally rolled my big sweaty stomach onto her head.

Still trying to get up I looked up to see a mother and child watching the whole ordeal. The kid must have been ten or twelve and he was laughing his head off at the bloated blob crushing some poor girl. The mother was more polite, stifling laughter but still visibly chuckling. This was the end for me. I came.

A jet of gooey cum shot out of my buried cock into the damp cave that my fat pad created. It seeped out slowly through the hairy mat down there and began to leave a wet patch on my beige work pants. They must have thought I pissed myself as the mother gave up all pretense and just started laughing outright at this barnyard animal flopping about. They might have thought it was funny, but little did they know I was dying of pleasure as I could hear the muffled screams of the girl under me trying to escape.

I managed to use the adrenaline surge to lift myself and stagger away from the scene of the crime and back to my car. I mashed my gut against the wheel and sped home to my mother.

>>13088
Bursting through the door, dripping in even more sweat than usual, with a big wet spot on my crotch, I found my mother sitting on the couch with a sack of White Castle.

“Oh Trent darling, you're home early. That's good though.”

“No it's not mom.”

“Why is that? Did something happen?”

“Yeah I got fucking fired.”

“What for?!” I couldn't tell if her surprise was genuine or feigned.

“Well, they got tired of me being so fat and slow and disgusting.”

“Mmmmhmmm sounds like my big boy got a little too big.” I just stared at her. She seemed to be waiting for me to say something else.

“Yeah and I got caught looking at porn too. Porn you sent me! Of you!”

“Well…” she hovered over the last L of the word “...did you cum?” She smiled wickedly. I didn't want to say anything else, but again my cock twitched in its gooey hole.

“...yes” I looked at the floor in shame.

“That's a good boy. You did it for your mommy.”

“I didn't cum until after I got yelled at for looking for you.”

“Mmmmhmmm even better.” My mother moaned like I never thought I would hear.

“...not even then. I only came after I ran out and knocked a girl down.” My mother didn't even speak, she just moaned again as she groped her tit. “I think I broke her wrist or sprained it or something when I fell on her…she yelled pretty loud.” My mom again moaned and huffed without a coherent word. “Some mom and kid saw me and laughed at me.” The moans again escalated and my mom bit her lip hard. “That's when I came…”

“Fuck. Yes, you're such a fat little piggy. I've raised such a fucking obese pervert. Crushing other women and getting laughed at while cumming in your pants. And it's all because your own mother sent you fatty porn at work. Unnhhh.” I couldn't help but stare at my obese mother enjoying this objectively fucked up stuff. “Come over here baby. I want to reward my fucking fat pervert son.” She tapped what space was left besides her wide body on the couch. I waddled over and sat down.

“I got this feast for me, but I think you earned it today piggy. I'm going to feed you every bit of it to cheer up my obese offspring.” Standing up, she opened up the first of two crave cases on the coffee table, unwrapped one of the small burgers, and shoved it in my mouth. “We're going to get so fucking fat together.” Another burger was shoved in as swallowed the first. “Can't you picture it? Mother and son glutting themselves endlessly until they can't even stand up?” A third burger went in as the second went down.

“Once I've stuffed you with all this, I'm going to upload that video I sent you. The whole world is going to watch the video I made for my son revealing my big, fat, juicy ass.” Another burger was shoved in my mouth. Her now empty hand reached back and slapped her own ass hard. “And these fucking enormous titties.” This time she wedged a burger right into her cleavage and leaned into my face. I leaned forward to take a bite of the burger, but she just lunged and mashed my face into her dangling breasts. “That's right my piggish son, I knew you'd go for the food first instead of my tits. Don't worry too much, I would have too.” I reveled in the moment of being caught between my mother's greasy tits until she let go and brought me up for air.

“We're going to sit here and masturbate together to the view count of that video ticking up. All those people unknowingly contributing to this fucked up thing we have.” Time for another burger. “They'll think I'm talking to them, but I'm really only talking to my fat ass son.” I moaned through a mouthful of greasy fast food. “Good boy. Let's get you stuffed.”

True to her word she packed every single one of those hamburgers into me. It was so much food, practically an impossible amount, but I felt like it was barely a single bite with how horny I was. My cock was like a cut diamond, throbbing in its humid hidey hole under my now taut belly. Once I took one last hard swallow, I began panting. My mother pulled her hand back and delivered a hard slap to my gut. “Such a fat hog I raised. Dinner and now a show.”

Returning to her side of the couch, she projected her laptop screen to the TV and began uploading her video to the site. Putting the video on loop, she leaned back, spread her legs, and plunged her hand into her pillowy crotch. “Fuck I look good.” She looked over at me, still groaning and resting my hands on my stomach. “Get to touching yourself! Isn't this a hot video I made? You wouldn't want to insult your mom, would you?”

I had thought that the influx of treats had softened her fascist attitude, but I suppose it just refocused it in different ways. I suppose I was just glad it was focused in a way that got me hard. I let me hand meander down, around my bulging stomach, and under it to find the head of my cock just protruding from my fat pad. It was still wet with a film of my accidental ejaculation at the store earlier and now a new layer of precum. I started touching it as best I could with the layer of fat and undigested food in the way.

I knew the video was hot, but the real deal was right there next to me. I looked over and saw her hand had vanished under her own pudgy belly, which was rhymically jiggling as she fingered herself. She must have been absolutely sopping wet because even through the filter of her tree trunk thighs and plush mid section, I could hear the sloppy wet sounds coming through. She was locked onto her own video. “Fuck…look at all the people looking at me. I'm so hot and fat.”

After several loops of the video both of us were huffing like bad marathon runners. It was a sign that the explosive end was soon. I looked at her huge body mounded up next to mine and whispered “please keep getting bigger for me mom”. I even pulled the hand I was using out of my fat and reached out to her.

“I won't ever stop getting bigger Trent.” She also removed her used hand and grabbed my cum and sweat covered hand with her own fluid coated hand. Feeling our fluids mix pushed me over the edge. Cum rocketed out of my cock and splashed the bottom edge of my huge belly and began to drip down. My mother locked eyes on to that and instantly tensed up. She shot her head back and closed her eyes and she screamed in ecstasy.

Loosening up from the come down, both of us were slick with oily sweat, wheezily breathing, trying to order our minds. I didn't let it fully settle before I could wheeze out in true lustful passion “I love you mom.”

“I love you too Trent.”

Loved the continuation!!!! Can’t wait to see if you have more in mind!

Reupping the thread, the wonka story wasn’t bad but pls finish TASM

>>13061
In case you take suggestions once you're done (patiently waiting), i'm eager to see a solo SSBHM story, no sister or mom, just letting the guy take the prominent role of the one that'd gain weight.

>>13233
👋😂 hi I made that.. them.

>>13061
I would even be interested if youd take commissions or started a patreon. Your stuff is always a treat to read.

>>13265
Hurry up! The fuck.

>>13266
>>13265
(Why are you saying that to me?, Im not Vigilante)

Hello, my fellow depraved incest lovers. Searching for another big epic to sit and read through, well have I got the one for you!

'Decency's Last Stand' is a story that follows the Pulazo family being unknowingly infiltrated by the sinister AI-CARE, an organization hell-bent on fattening everyone up and making men fuck and breed with their female family members.

This First Act Follows the Reader Character, Eddy, as well as Midgold, the AI-CARE Robot that has successfully gotten into the house without anyone knowing. Midgold prepares to domesticate the Pulazo Family, while Eddy observes the changes that happen in his Mother and Two Sisters.

The Story contains Weight Gain, BBWs, as well as Incestuous Affairs.

The best part? This is only the First Act of however many I will write, so there's gonna be more where this came from as well.

Below is the link to the story on DeviantArt, since the story as is would be WAY too long to post here on BBWChan. PRELUDE and ACT I currently add up to about 16,000 Words, as well as including 11 Images that portray the characters and their weight stages.

Enjoy your Read!

https://www.deviantart.com/rokidusa/art/Decency-s-Last-Stand-ACT-I-1322248053

>>13321

I may have directed you to DeviantArt, but I'm still excited to read the following discussions here on BBWChan!

>>13321

Epic. When’s the next one?

>>13378

Im glad you like it!

ACT II is set to start with Chapter 5, of which I have already finished writing. Currently, Im writing Chapter 6, and I am currently not sure how many chapters Act II is gonna have (Maybe 4-5).

There's also all the artwork Im gonna have to make, but that should be easy.

All-in-all, if I work diligently, it could be out maybe within a month, but I don't want to make any promises on a release window just yet.

how's that something about mom finale coming along?

Just working my way through tidying and uploading my old stories to DevArt first (will then delete Curvage versions and reduce duplication).

Just finished My, You've Grown - made quite a few improvements throughout and added a new epilogue at The Heart Attack Grill:
https://www.deviantart.com/curvage33/art/My-You-ve-Grow-1334728105

will be waiting the update of something about mom, as usual

Hey all,

For those who enjoyed ACT I of my story: 'Decency's Last Stand', you'll be delighted to know that I am going to continue the story, and am hard at work on the Second Act as we speak.

Currently, ACT II kicks off with Chapter 5. Both Chapters 5 and 6 are completed in the writing department, and the plan is to have three more chapters in ACT II (Chapters 7, 8, and 9). Between Chapters 5 and 6, there are currently 7,517 words that make them up, and a total of 6 Images that go alongside them.

Since it's been more than a month since the release of ACT I, I figured I'd give you all a Sneak Peek into ACT II. I debated in my head for a while which section of the story I wanted to share in this preview, but ultimately, I decided on Chapter 5, Scene 4 (Or Chapter 5.4) for this.

I hope you enjoy this Sneak Preview, and I hope you enjoy the full release of ACT II when it comes out. Please note that this is only an early version of Chapter 5.4, and that like all sections, it is subject to change in terms of writing and words in the final release.

https://www.deviantart.com/rokidusa/art/SNEAK-PREVIEW-Decency-s-Last-Stand-ACT-II-1336092927

>>13321

>>13587

Hey guess what? Chicken Butt...

Anyway, I wanted to announce formally that ACT 2 of my story: "Decency's Last Stand" is now officially out on my DeviantArt page! Act 2 follows up after the end of Act 1, obviously, and it contains alot more erotic BBW-related themes than Act 1.

For those who are into statistics, you'll be delighted to know that Act 2 surpasses Act 1 in every way. Act 2 Contains:

14 Digital Human-Drawn Images
5 New Chapters (Chapters 5-9)
21 Individual Scenes
19,070 Words, which are spread across:
106 Pages!

For those who enjoyed ACT 1, I think you'll enjoy ACT 2 WAY more! I know I do. Link is Down below. Enjoy your Read ya Freaks!

https://www.deviantart.com/rokidusa/art/Decency-s-Last-Stand-ACT-II-1349961345

>>13587

>>13830
Is that Doomentio?

>>13832

No actually. In fact, I had no idea that character existed until now.

The guy in the image for my post is Eddy, the single Male character of the Pulazo family in my story.

Crazy coincidence tho lol.

>>13832
lmfao, what an unfortunate coincidence

still waiting on there's something about mom