The Honey Vessel 2The Honey Vessel 2
Male Weight Gain, Belly Stuffing, Force Feeding
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A Combee nest was always a sight to behold. They were tall, beautiful amber structures that shimmered in gold. Though they looked indestructible, years can take their toll and the amber eventually starts to break down. This was the current situation of this particular Combee nest.
The queen of the hive, Vespiquen, took charge of the situation and had ordered her subjects to find a new location to live and begin building a fresh hive from the bottom up. It was looking really good so far and it would be livable within a few more weeks. Of course, this brought about the problem of what to do with their stored honey in the old hive.
Combee and Vespiquen have a somewhat dark ritual that they perform to move their sweet honey that few know about. That's because it is an extremely rare occasion that doesn't happen that often. Vespiquen orders Combee
Time to fatten john.John was a normal 19 year old. He was 5"11 190lbs has short dark brown hair and blue eyes...he walks up to the apartment door of the man who said he could make his fantasy a reality. He lifts his hand to knock on the door, but stops and thinks for a moment. "No, I can't do this..." John turns to walk away, but the door opens behind him. A voice says," come on now..least let me feed you dinner..." John stands there unresponsive. "John, Don't be scared. That's when John smelled cakes, cookies, brownies, all types of sugary fattening food he could smell. All coming from his apartment. The man put his hands on John shoulders and said,"come on now, I'm not the one getting fattened." He spun John around and walk him into the small apartment and into the living room. There John saw where he would be spending the most of his time. A recliner chair that had leather straps on them one for each limb.Time to fatten john.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He put John into the chair and strapped him down. John was nervously shaking. The man put
A Meal Fit for a Champion 2A Meal Fit for a Champion: Part 2A Meal Fit for a Champion 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Male Weight Gain, Belly Stuffing
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It would be another ten minutes before the waitress would return. In the mean time, now that Ash was not grossing them out with his bad table manners, Brock and Dawn decided to eat their meals. Unfortunately they had gone cold but they still tasted good.
Meanwhile, sleep overcame Ash and he took a light nap as the food in his bloated belly started to be digested. It jiggled slightly with each breath he took, causing the Pokémon to giggle again. Brock and Dawn often looked up from their meals every time their friend's stomach growled during the digesting process.
The waitress soon returned and Ash woke up when he heard her.
"So, did you enjoy your meal?" she asked.
"Um sure." Dawn said as she pushed her soup that she hadn't entirely finished to the center of the table. She had her heart set on leaving.
"Okay, then I'll just t
Don't Drink the Water"And here we have the level 5 tech weapons armory," explained the monotoned Galvin tour guide showing Kevin, Gwen, and Ben through one of the Plumber recruit training centers. Or at least he was supposed to be.Don't Drink the Water4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gwen suddenly turned around looking concern. She had noticed that there had been no wise cracking, complaining, or boasting for the last few minutes. "Where is Ben...?" She said obviously annoyed. "Bathroom?" Kevin said more concerned about the weapons cache and checking out Gwen's behind then he was in tracking Ben.
"You aren't sure are you..." she said glaring at Kevin. "Um...no..." Kevin responded guiltily. The galvin jumped up on Kevin's shoulder. "If I might interject, I think we may have lost the wielder of the Ultimatrix somewhere around Automated Dehydrated Consumables Dispenser," their guide droned on. "The what?" Kevin asked confused. "I think he means the mess hall," Gwen said face palming. The three quickly made their way back to the mess hall.
As they entered, they
Time to fatten John chapter 2:Time to fatten John chapter 2:Time to fatten John chapter 2:2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
John wakes up and slowly opens his eyes. After blinking a few times he can see the man standing in front of him and 3 large cakes on the coffee table. John soon realizes he is only in his underwear.
"Good you're awake, I took your clothes because...well they'll be too small soon enough anyway." the man takes a step toward John and places one hand on his belly. The man has a smile on his face,"My my...you gained quite a bit, lets see how many calories you ate." The man grabs a piece of paper off the coffee table and begins to read it,
"Lets see you ate about 30 cookies that's 4,500 calories and you drank a gallon of milk for 2,000, and my 10k weight gain shake.....for a grand total of 16,500! That means you gained about 5 pounds." The man put the paper back on the coffee table, and grabs one of the large cakes.
The man grabs a slice of cake,
"Okay John time to fill you up again." John opens his mouth as the man puts the slice of cake into his mouth. As he
Vince's RevengeOh my god! I think Im going to puke . moaned Vince quietly as he rubbed his greatly distended belly. What on earth was I thinking trying to go back to sleep next to his what did he consider him? Ripper was friend, yes; lover, yes; but boyfriend? He considered it a moment and admitted to himself, yes, boyfriend too. A boyfriend with some odd tastes. Tastes that ended up giving Vince with a severe case of indigestion.Vince's Revenge7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It all started several weeks ago, when Ripper once again was hanging around trying to annoy the heck out of Vinces Dad, Kelvin. And of course he was succeeding. Thats why he did it. He loved to enjoy the small things in life.
Get out! NOW!, Kelvin screamed at the top of his lungs, then kicking him out of his room with thud. Ripper continued to go through his usual routine. When done with the Father, move to the kids. It was fun for the entire family! Not his family but definitely fun for him. Ripper took
Keg BellyKeg BellyKeg Belly5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Walking through all of the rooms in the large fraternity house I couldn't help but feel at little disappointed. The weekly Saturday afternoon kegger was well underway and I had not yet run across any great beer bellies. The parties here usually featured at least a few young, muscular men with impressive gut development. True, there were several decent bellies; stretching tight T-shirts or poking out from under cut-off football jerseys; but nothing really spectacular.
I turned the corner and ran into one of the fraternity "brothers" that I knew. Long dark hair, a goatee, and the requisite black T-shirt and boots completed his look as a stereotypical "metal head". However, he did not have the standard skinny body common among the hard rockers. His build had always been more of the athletic type but now a very round gut had replaced his flat stomach. And though not a huge belly, it was quite a change from only several months ago.
"Hey Turk, what's up?" I sa
A Little MoreFinally, home. It seemed like he would never get there. He dropped his things at the door and went straight for the kitchen as his belly growled loudly once again. Zach sighed, putting a hand on his rumbling belly. Ever since he had started gaining weight he found himself hungry all of the time. The food was starting to show on him too. His belly rounded out noticeably, usually pushing out a bit against some of his tighter shirts.A Little More4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But now he felt like he could eat everything in the kitchen. He cooked up a variety of things while snacking on a box of cookies. By the time he was finished he had made a small feast for himself and busied himself with eating and watching television.
His belly grumbled happily, steadily expanding as he ate at a rapid pace. It was all so delicious and he felt like he had been starving. In the back of his mind he knew he should save some of it for Holly, she would be hungry when she got home. But he was so distracted by the tv and his own greedy belly's rumbli
Prince's Wish - 1 of 3Prince's Wish (1/3)Prince's Wish - 1 of 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
AN: This story contains: weight gain of the male variety and stuffing.
You can't deal with that? Have you met mister [x] at the corner of the screen? He will show you the exit
"More!" the cook commanded and more food was shoved down the funnel that was in Saki's mouth and down his throat.
This was already the fifth big dinner session, but he still felt like bursting as more food stretched his stomach. His belly bloated up in front of him, heavy with all sorts of meals and fattening desserts. Slow circles were rubbed on the stretched and taunt skin to help ease the pain as much as possible, but it was no helping, considered by how fast the food went down the funnel.
He groaned as his stomach grew yet rounder again. But maybe in a few weeks it would all be better. After all he was chosen by the prince and this all was an honour.
Three weeks later the new roundness in front of him felt better. It was still strange
My Chubby Pig: Part IIMy Chubby PigMy Chubby Pig: Part II4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The ride back from the traders home was long, and very quiet. Pig, the slave that Leor had purchased, sat quietly as a mouse in the corner of the carriage while Leor kept trying to glance out the window. Each time Ethan would lightly remind him that it was dangerous to do so, and the prince would huff and lean back into his seat. Pig kept peeking up from behind his messy black hair, trying so hard to be a good boy and keep his head down, but it was hard. Leor was so different from the people he knew. He was a prince, and even the air around him seemed royal. This only made Pig feel even more unworthy to have him as a master. His arms tightened around his stomach and he bit his lip.
His tutor had taught him different from the rest. Most slaves were told to clasp their arms behind their backs, but not Pig. Pig had to try to push his stomach in, hide it from potential buyers. It had never worked. Every time they put him on the sale stockade, people would point an
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Sam had left the music festival about an hour ago and was barreling down the empty highway, going about 85. The headlights of his car illuminated most of the dark but straight pavement before him, trees hugging both sides of the road tightly, stars twinkling just above the tallest branches. He still had about an hour still before he got home, but time didn’t matter to him. The electronic music festival that Sam had left behind was one of the most mind-blowing and fun adventures he had ever gone on, and he was so happy that he could spend his 22nd birthday there. It took up a football field-sized clearing in the middle of the woods with five alternating stages hosting too many DJs to count, spanning a four day weekend. It was a raver’s paradise, even for an inexperienced, casual listener like Sam, and he had made many new friends
and dessert too.Pairing: mentions of JohnDave.and dessert too.3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warnings: Solo stuffing, general FA themes.
This was just unfair.
Living with John was an interesting thing, to be honest. You weren't used to having a fully balanced meal with dessert after every evening, but you don't think you could complain. At first you found it to be a treat, clearing your plate even after several helpings, and then two or more rounds of dessert; the overindulgence had shown it's affects long ago, but you got used to your expanding waistline and simply bought new clothes. You told yourself that after the first few weeks of living with your best friend gone roommate that the temptation to stuff yourself silly with John's delicious dinners would die down, but they hadn't. Instead, your appetite and pants size continued to grow.
You were content with such, but tonight you really went overboard. John outdid himself with a full spread; chicken rollade with roasted potatoes, buttery green beans, and fluff
The GallonTitle: The GallonThe Gallon4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fandom: Tiger & Bunny
Characters/Pairings: Kotetsu (Wild Tiger)
Warnings: belches and hiccuping
Summary: There's a gallon of milk obstructing the space in Kotetsu's fridge and to get rid of it, Kotetsu decides to drink it all.
Kotetsu had just come back from shopping. When he opened the door of his fridge his eyes immediately fell on a large gallon container of milk. How could they not? After all, the thing was taking up all of the top shelf, lying on its side. It had been planned that Kaede would be visiting for the weekend and Kotetsu hadn't wanted to have to run out to get milk every morning because they'd used it all up too quickly. So he'd tried to find a larger than usual quantity. However, all he could find was the usual small ones and the really large gallon containers which the parents of large families with four or five kids tended to buy. Kotetsu didn't usually need that much milk, but i
Fed HexThe library was quiet except for the rustling of pages and the quiet hum of the radiators. Sasha was sitting in one of the comfy large couches set up for the library patrons reading a book. The lithe red haired girl had a pencil behind one ear and her gold hoop earrings glittered in the few lazy beams of sunlight that trickled through the windows. At her side in the adjacent seat a small toad with golden eyes. His name was Mr. Tibbles, and he was Sasha's familiar, a creature that lived to help her cast spells. Or at least that was the theory. Mostly he provided quiet companionship and kept the bugs out of Sasha's house. Both he and Sasha were here to study the books of magic in the library, for Sasha was a modern day witch, and unlike the silly portrayals of warty old women on broomsticks, she had to work hard and long for her magic.Fed Hex3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was a normal library, but all libraries had sets of books of magic for those wizards are witches in the local area. The reason normal people could not
there's always room for cake.Pairing: John/Davethere's always room for cake.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warnings: Extreme weight gain, stuffing/feeding, my writing.
"You have got to be kidding me! Baby Mario, I swear I'm going to punch you in the baby dick if you run me over one more time!" You flail your controller as you're smushed for the third time this race.
"Why are babies even driving, is this some bleak Mario future where children are forced to compete in death races," Dave says, "are they promised diapers and a cash prize if they get first place."
You snort at the comment, but your attention is quickly brought back to the game when you take eighth place. "Aw, what! Man, I really need to step my game up."
"Let's be honest here, are you ever going to beat me at Mario Kart? Or the CPUs for that matter?"
You can see the smirk pulling the corner of his mouth and you sigh. Without leaving your spot on the floor, you turn off the system with you toe and change the television back to cable; Dave just puts his controller down and settl
Trade with Theblueberrybull"Hey batter batter, hey batter batter, hey batter batter SWING!"Trade with Theblueberrybull9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The players chuckled as Frankie Peterson struck out. Again. But no one was so
amused as Joey Palermo, who had to clutch his ribs for his guffawing. Several
of the other players turned mild glares on him. Joey was a baseball fiend. Day
and night, he could be found practicing his fastballs against his own fence.
And he was good. So good, in fact, that he found it hilarious when someone else
did poorly. Not something generally smiled upon by his peers.
It wasn't that he meant any harm, of course. His friends knew he had a good
heart and wasn't meaning anything by his constant teasing. It was other people
who didn't know him well that generally got confused. After all, with his tan,
muscular built stuffed beneath a tight white muscle shirt, a gold chain, and
slicked-back black hair, Joey looked more like a
Venice BeachVenice BeachVenice Beach2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pine trees. Nothing but pine trees was all that Justin could see as he drove south out of Houston. He traveled on a four-lane highway but most of the traffic and businesses were on the Interstate several miles away. On Justin’s route, there wasn’t much to break the monotony on this sunny, warm afternoon.
But suddenly there was. A sign along the side of the road said “Venice Beach, 10 Miles.” Justin thought back to his days as a teenager when he had often dreamed of being a big bodybuilder strutting around on Muscle Beach. He imagined his skinny physique transformed into a thick, beefy muscular one that drew attention and admiration. Now, ten years later, Justin was no longer a thin eighteen-year old. A serious weightlifting program, begun in his junior year in high school, had added sixty pounds of muscle over the years. However, continued “eating to bulk up” even after his training was diminishing and a love of beer had caused his total
When Your Eyes are Bigger than your StomachWhen Your Eyes are Bigger Than Your StomachWhen Your Eyes are Bigger than your Stomach3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Duncan wondered, abstractly, if he should feel ashamed or embarrassed by the latest turn of events. He had known that he had gained a lot of weight in the last two years. It was inevitable. However active he was, however hard he trained, since he and Yanna had been together he had gorged himself on life like a kid let loose in a candy factory.
Every day was a celebration and every day came a feast. He loved Yanna's cooking and could not help but stuff himself whenever she cooked for them. He loved going out for brunches, lunches and dinners and delighted in finding delicious new places to bring Yanna to.
Since the moment they had come together he had wanted to be full to the point of bursting, to expand and match the love he felt for her. And to top it all off, her look of mischeivious glee when he ate himself into stupification and she would help him waddle to bed, pry him out of too-tight pants and constrictive belts, and kiss eve
The Store pt 1The Store pt 1The Store pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Okay, I'm full."
"Aw, C'mon!" Whined Dustin, throwing his hands into the air.
Both of his friends had ordered so much food at the mall's food court, and now here it was, going completely to waste; not even half of the salty-sweet foods had been devoured, only left to grow cold. Stacks of french fries, hotdogs, even chinese noodles were among the left. It seemed only Dustin had finished, and with room still in his stomach. Not surprising though. Of the three friends, Dustin was certainly the heaviest. Not 'Fat' per say. rather, 'chubby' would fit him.
Soft cheeks enveloped his face, the start of a double chin was coming in. Small moobs had formed over him, but barely noticeable at all under his shirt. Plush thighs gave way to a larger rear. A rear that he could always swear he felt move and jiggle when he walked, just the tiniest bit. And then came the thing that you could tell he was big: his belly. Somehow, out of his entire body, his gut had grown
UntitledWarning: Contains male weight gain (kinda) and some boy on boy action. It may also require some suspension of disbelief.Untitled5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There's a moment when you know. There's that one moment of realization, that sharp sudden jolt of reality. Dustin couldn't believe how long it had taken for that moment to come, because now that he had realized, now that he knew, he couldn't believe he had ever missed it.
For Dustin, the moment hadn't come during his first semester of college, though that was when it had all began. It hadn't come the second either. The moment hadn't come at all until now, as he stood frozen in a stall of the deserted men's bathroom, staring, half horrified half transfixed. The moment hadn't come during one of those long evenings in the cafeteria, nor during one of those hot showers in the community bathroom. It hadn't come when his abs faded. It hadn't come when he'd outgrown the first pair of jeans, or the second, or even the third. It hadn't come when
Needs ConvincingGoing out with the boys tonight might have been a mistake. Not so much going to the bar with his buddies, that had all be a lot of fun. However, after a few drinks and someone else paying for the food, he had packed away his fair share of food.Needs Convincing4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zach shuffled through the door of his apartment, shrugging out of his jacket and hanging it on the hook by the door. He ditched his keys on the counter as he walked through the kitchen and into the living room. It was then he collapsed onto the sofa with a heavy sigh. A light hiccough escaped his lips and he brought a hand to his stomach.
He was a generally slim but fit guy standing at about six feet tall. He worked out once a week and he usually ate pretty well. However, his usually flat stomach was nowhere in sight. His stomach was bloated and distended, full of pizza and beer. It was digesting loudly, churning and gurgling consistently.
With a soft groan he reached down and undid his belt and popped the button on his jeans. His sto
My Chubby Pig: Part VMy Chubby PigMy Chubby Pig: Part V4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pig and Leor spent the rest of the day together, the prince using his slave as a doll of sorts. He covered the chubby boy with makeup, then wiped it away and started again. The entire time he dropped compliments on his 'cute' little slave, which would always make Pig blush and look down. By the end of the day, he'd gotten Pig close to tears six more times. He never meant to, but the dark-haired boy was so easy to set off. One wrong word, usually kind ones, would make him feel guilty and awful. More than once Pig's eyes misted over because Leor accidentally bumped against his belly.
Well, maybe not always accidentally. . .
Leor kept his promise, and he had sent out four letters to four different trainers by nightfall, requesting they write back quickly on their willingness to train Pig. He didn't mince words, and got straight to the point. It hurt him to write the words 'overweight' and 'broken', but he knew that if he wanted the right trainer, he had to be ho
The Plan"So they're not coming?" Zach asked, frowning a little as Holly came back into the living room of their apartment. She shook her head.The Plan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zach had been told that their friends were coming over for the evening. Holly had ordered some Chinese takeout and they were supposed to watch a movie. But one of the couple had fallen ill and so they both weren't coming. This left Holly and Zach with enough food for four people.
What he didn't realize was that ever since the night he had come home full on pizza and beer Holly had been trying to use every excuse to catch him with a full belly again. She started cooking more, which Zach said he appreciated and he usually ate his fill, sometimes rubbing a slightly swollen belly afterwards but never asked her to rub it for him. The most she had gotten was to rest a hand on it as they watched tv, but she wanted more than that. Her curiosity was peaked about this and she wanted to see if it could be taken anywhere.
She just hoped her plan for tonight worked
Haunted House - Weight gain 03Haunted House BHM Weight GainHaunted House - Weight gain 034 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part Three: Stone-cold Munching
Bruce heard the sound of a wrapper tearing and his eyes drifted toward the source. He did his best not to move. He didn't want to touch anyone. The boys were in line for the scale in the locker room. Bruce had to remind himself that he was much bigger than when he did this a year ago, just before he met Teddy. Bruce did not need, however, to remind himself that he was only wearing a tight pair of smiley-face boxer shorts in a room filled with friends, peers, and strangers. He had gained so much weight that the smiley-faces were no longer round but distorted into crazy ovals. Fortunately one of the strangers was the P.E. instructor who would be unaware that Bruce had gained weight.
It's a hard secret to keep, gaining weight. You can't ignore it yourself so you're usually the first to know. There's a
Dark Burger Part 3As the truck raced to the scene of the fire, Mike sat in the back, prepping himself mentally for what was to come. From what he had been told it was a pretty bad house fire, probably started in the kitchen from the stove and spread throughout the rest of the home. The mother and daughter were the only ones home at the time. The mother had gotten out alright, but was screaming hysterically that she couldn't find her daughter and was worried she was still trapped inside.Dark Burger Part 31 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Over in his seat, John was shifting anxiously in his seat, a strange behavior for someone who didn't usually squirm on his way to a site.
"You okay there, buddy?"
"Yeah, I think I just got some gas. Maybe they weren't fucking around when they said not to take those things out. I'm not feeling great," John replied while steadily rubbing his stomach. Like Mike, he had been quite the athlete in college, and while he had by no means chunked up considerably during his time on the squad he certainly hadn't been sporting quite