Here's the first part of another series, again thanks to the wonderful Dany199991. Quarantine weight gain is both realistic and common - let's see how unrealistic and excessive we can push the concept...

If you like my weight gain erotica, I invite you to browse my eBook collection. My latest publication - Pleasure Pixies: Food Fairies - has plenty of out-of-control gluttony and weight gain. Be sure to check it out:

crudeatoms.e-junkie.com/

You can commission me to write a story for you here:

What sexy idea of yours would you love to see?I'm available for commissions. If you check my library, you'll see plenty of stories people like you paid me to write - anything with a [$] in the title.You can commission me too, using secure credit card payments or PayPal, right here:https://www.buymeacoffee.com/crudeatoms Please read the following rules before commissioning me. Once your commission rolls in, I'll assume you've read, understood and agreed to all this (last updated: 2021/04/18):I only have a few slots available at any one time. I work through my commissions pretty quickly, so check back often if no slots are available. Do not commission a story through the "buy me a pizza" function - I have limited commission slots available for a reason. Unless I'm running a competition or I've asked you to use that function for some reason, any pizzas bought are considered donations. The same applies to anyone who pays more that what the slot calls for - that extra money is treated as a donation too. And the same also applies to any other payment outside the standard commission slots, unless I specifically asked you to pay that way. My #1 loyalty is to the art of writing. That's why I take commissions - to allow me to write more. So even though you pay me, the writing still comes first. That means if you respect my time and my rules, everything will be great. If not, I'll probably refund your money.I write weight gain, stuffing and pregnancy stories. Some of my stories have featured darker elements, like psychological abuse and emotional blackmail. Future ones will not include these elements. Don't commission me for stories like The Biggest Game (unless you're the original commissioner for that) or Blood Ties. They were a fun experiment but that experiment is over.That doesn't mean I won't write other things. Slob is fine, scat probably isn't. Blueberry and unbirthing are fine, vore probably isn't. If you're unsure whether I'll write your story or not, just ask!I no longer write fanfic, mostly because of time constraints. I'm happy to write original, off-brand versions of popular characters - so long as you know my "off-brand" might be significantly off.No underaged characters. Okay, in some pregnancy stories, a woman will end up with a few babies. That's fine. But they can't be involved in the story in any way. They can't be sexualized in any way and won't be in the same room as any sexual activities. I hope I don't have to elaborate on this point. No underaged characters! While I'm at it, no rape either. I can include male characters getting in on the action (gaining weight, getting pregnant, etc) but they shouldn't be the only ones. If every woman stays the same, physically, throughout the story, I'm not the writer for you.I'm happy to write a sequel for one of my stories, but please check with me first. If you're after a sequel to a story you commissioned, that's fine. For other stories, the original commissioner might have sequel plans. If not, I might.I don't start writing until I receive the money. No refunds, although if you're not happy with what I create, I'm happy to work on it until it's a quality product that matches your request. If you change your mind about what you want, let me know ASAP. I'll do my best to accommodate your changes, but I make no guarantees - and I'll be extremely annoyed. You might get exactly what you originally asked for, so take extra care when writing your commission. Do you want to commission a series? No problem, just let me know that's what you want, then commission me for each part as the slots become available. Please only buy one slot at a time and don't ask me to 'merge slots' into a single, bigger story.I publish all commissions to my DeviantArt page and maybe other places I see fit. This is how I give back to the community, plus it advertises my skills. If you want a private commission for your eyes only, please reach out - but know I'll probably charge quadruple or so for the loss of opportunities for self-promotion.By default, I will reference your DA username in the story's description. If you want to stay anonymous, please let me know when you commission me. Please still give me your DA handle, though, so I can reach out to you with questions/concerns.If you've read these guidelines and still have questions, send me a message and I'll be sure to answer it. Note - you don't have to ask me about your idea before you commission me. You can if you want but it's not necessary. If you're unsure whether your idea complies with my rules, then by all means ask. Just note: telling me your idea and then backing out earns you a strike - as in "three strikes, you're out". Don't do it. If you're "shopping around" or "still thinking about it", then don't bother.Still interested? You can find my prices and commission me here:https://www.buymeacoffee.com/crudeatoms P.S. I take these rules seriously. I have given people lifetime bans - even though I liked them as people, I loved their ideas and they offered me a lot of money. I appreciate the financial support, but even more important than that is my time. The most important paragraph above is where I talk about my #1 loyalty. Make sure you understand it.P.P.S. Do my terms and conditions seem unreasonably long? I've had my time wasted by people doing every point up there, sometimes more than once. The TL;DR is - as long as your commission isn't disgusting and you respect my time, it'll be fine....

Next:

[$] Quaran-ton 2[male and female weight gain, stuffing, sex]“So, to recap,” Sabrina said. She stood in their bathroom, bursting out of her sexy lingerie. Her breasts overflowed the cups, even though they had grown less than her belly. The top roll of her belly bulged out, while the bottom roll - all the way down to her pussy - smothered the panties. She placed a hand on his belly, snaking it around to grab his flabby ass. “I need to be 244 pounds. You need to be 250.”Daniel nodded. “I remember.” He stood onto the scale, taking a deep breath to inflate his rounded stomach. It didn’t affect his weight, but he loved looking down and not being able to read the scale.The scale chirped. “249.1 pounds,” it said in its cheery, mechanical voice.“Are you kidding me?” Daniel chuckled and shook his head. “My turn!” Sabrina pushed past him, her hands shaking as the scale pondered.It chirped again. “244.9 pounds.”“Yes!” She punched the air, giggling. “I win!”He raised his hands in surrender. “You were the first to double your weight. I concede.”“You’ll do more than that,” she said. “Bed, now. Lay on your back. It’s time I earned my reward.”He obeyed, as he had promised he would. She grinned as she straddled his face, her big, soft fupa pressing down on his forehead. He lapped at her pussy, feeling her playing with her belly as he did. She opened a box of donuts. He heard the cardboard and cellophane creak as she opened up her prize. Normally, he’d be able to smell the sweet, sugary perfume - but all he could smell was the intoxicating aroma of his wife’s pussy.That was just as well. He was hungry enough as it was.She moaned as she ate, always having a donut in each hand. They felt great as they hit her stomach, sending a warm, satisfied feeling through her body. It matched the warm, satisfied feeling coming from her pussy.Eating made Daniel hard, she knew. It made her wet too. Stuffing their faces had become their foreplay, getting them so horny they could fuck at any moment. Their sex life had never been this good - and she certainly had no complaints before.It was more than just foreplay, she realized, biting into her eighth donut. No, eating was sex. After guzzling down her gainer shake at the end of the day, she would stagger into bed, her thighs slick and dripping. Sometimes, she had even orgasmed from the shake alone.There were times now that she was too horny for sex alone to satisfy her. Without a heavy, satisfied stomach, she could cum a hundred times and still feel on edge. One large meal, though, and fireworks would go off in her brain.She cooed, tossing the empty donut box to the floor and reaching for the second one. This was real sex. Eating and being eaten out - nothing could compare to this.Her hand squeezed her fat belly as she came, her body tensing and releasing in long, slow cycles of pleasure. Daniel didn’t stop, even when she squirted down the back of his throat.It wasn’t like she was hungry - not after 14 donuts. It was like there was still room in her stomach, still a desire for pleasure, that drove her to consume.After her second orgasm and 24 donuts, she rolled off Daniel, breathing heavily. “Oh my god,” she whispered, fingering herself as she craved another cum. He opened the third box of donuts, taking one for himself and feeding her one by hand. She bucked her hips as she felt the pleasure rise once again.~Daniel opened the door wearing a too-tight shirt - the only shirts he owned anymore. “Hey, Jack,” he said to the pizza delivery guy. “How’s Emily?”“Hey, Daniel. Better, thanks.” He chuckled. “Here’s some advice: don’t have a toddler during a lockdown. At least we can go to the park again. I was this close to letting her give me a haircut.”“That could have been fun.” He noticed the stack of pizzas Jack was handing over. “I know it’s hard to count this high, but this seems like more than usual.”The delivery guy shrugged. “Management threw in a few freebies. I guess they want to keep you happy, given how good this street is for business.” He pointed over his shoulder to Greg and Amy’s place. “I just delivered a few pizzas to your neighbors.”“Oh yeah? Good for them… Anyway, thanks, Jack.” Daniel paused. “Wait, did you want a pizza? I believe in tipping well and not just with money.”“That’s mighty kind of you, good sir, but I’d have to eat it all before I got back.” Jack poked Daniel’s belly. “Not all of us have such a limitless appreciation for junk food.”“How about half, then? Can’t have my favorite pizza guy going hungry.”Jack smiled. “Okay. Half.”Daniel had to swallow his laughter. It sounded like his neighbors were indulging - at least, he hoped so. It was fun to think of himself and his wife as being good influences on people.He wondered if his other neighbors saw the endless stream of calories heading to their house and felt their resolve crumble.He hoped so. The street would be a lot friendlier with more jiggling bellies in it.Sabrina was on the couch, of course. Unless they were getting food, they didn’t get up much. Bed, couch, the living room floor - that was about it for them.She had an assortment of pies and ice cream, so she didn’t need to go anywhere.“We’re such good fatties, aren’t we?” she asked.“Of course we are. Look how fat we’ve gotten in only three months or so.”“Yeah. We are fat, aren’t we?” She patted her belly. “But not fat enough.”“Obviously not.” He kissed her cheek. “There’s no such thing. You get sexier by the pound - that’s true now and it’ll be true when you’re 1000 pounds.”“Aww.” She kissed him on the cheek. “I’m not sure whether I get hornier as I get fatter or I get turned on by your bulbous butt. Either way, I want to jump your bones all the time.”“We should fuck as much as we can, before we get too fat to do it.”She cooed. “I can’t wait… In the meantime, help me finish this and I’ll start on our gainer shakes.”~Sabrina had found another reason to stand besides food.They had installed wall-length mirrors in key rooms of their house. The bedroom, the bathroom, the living room…Her naked reflection stared back at her as she played with her body. Her fupa was enormous, taking more than its fair share of her weight. As an aficionado of fat bodies, she knew she had the belly and fupa of a 400-pound woman. That was impressive, since she was not quite at 300 pounds.Although that would change any day now…It was getting harder for her to reach her pussy. Even her pussy lips were fatter, filling up like the rest of her. The first time she had struggled to reach her womanhood, she had surprised herself by cumming from the sheer thrill of that realization. Her size meant she had to rely on other methods to get off. Eating was one approach - she could orgasm by drinking enough gainer shake or sometimes from gorging on enough Mexican food.Then of course there was Daniel. They made love twice a day - it helped, but it wasn’t enough. His fat belly, bulging out like a pregnant woman’s, drove her wild. She wanted to kiss and cuddle it all day, then feel it press against her as he threw her against the wall.Thank god he was able to make her feel so good, since she needed him more than ever.It was also why she needed to win the next goal. If she reached 300 pounds before he did, he would really satisfy her. As much as she loved that he ate while they fucked - in fact, she insisted on it - it was nice when he put down the fork and focused entirely on her.That was the prize waiting for her, if only she could-She saw his reflection waddling up behind her. Before she could blink, the curve of his belly snuggled into the small of her back. It felt amazing - like she could cum from his touch alone. “Hey,” he said, jiggling her rolls. “Maybe you should come with me to the bathroom and watch as I step on the scale…”She gasped. “You’re not…!”“Yep - I’m 300 pounds.”Sabrina growled, too turned on to think about herself. She pushed his naked body to the couch and got on his knees. Like her, he was getting hard to fuck as he got bigger - she had to shift his belly before she could take his cock in her mouth.He was soft at first. The moment he started eating a chocolate cake, he swelled between her lips. She cooed as it reached the back of her throat.Her pussy quaked as he moaned. He loved it when she went down on him, which was doing more for her than if he went down on her.She loved making him feel good.So much so that when he came in her mouth, she enjoyed a searing orgasm too.~Jack the delivery guy wasn’t surprised when a much-fatter Sabrina opened the door wearing nothing but lingerie.When she took the pizzas off him, she wasn’t surprised to see his potbelly straining his uniform.What surprised her was the traffic jam outside on her usually-quiet street. “What’s going on out there?”He grinned. “A few too many orders arriving at once.”“I didn’t order all that,” she said, wishing she had.“No, but your neighbors have.” He chuckled. “You haven’t noticed? You’re not the only ones overindulging…”Past him, she could see the blonde girl from across the street. She had moved back in with her parents two months ago - something to do with wanting to stay close to them in these times. She had been trim once - a jogger, even. Now, her shirt rode up over her flabby gut enough to expose her belly button.“I suppose I should stay in touch with my neighbors more,” she said, “especially if they’re taking after our eating habits.”“Yeah,” Jack said. “It must have been hard for them to see all this food heading your way, then hearing you both enjoy it-““Wait,” she said. “Hear us?”“Uh… yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I thought you knew. People can hear you eat and… do other things. It’s 50/50 whether I’ll hear anything whenever I deliver pizzas here. You can both get quite loud…”“Good to know.” She forced herself to play it cool. “Thanks for the food, Jack.”When she closed the door, she almost dropped the pizzas as her knees went weak.That was so embarrassing.That was so hot.~Daniel and Sabrina sat on their couch, fully aware of how much more of it they took up than they used to. Their hips touched as if reaching out towards each other from their bodies.She had a burger in one hand and her phone in the other. “The sushi is still five minutes away. Dammit, I’m so hungry!” She shoved the burger into her mouth and moaned. “I’m going to put an order in for some Vietnamese - I’m feeling nostalgic.”“Then I’ll see if I can find a bakery that delivers. This belly needs pastries.” He ate as he scrolled through one delivery app after another. “Oh! I already ordered a few dozen donuts. They won’t be here for another half hour though… I should order more.”“Yes! More. More, more more - my favorite word.”They were especially ravenous that day. Breakfast began six hours earlier and they hadn’t stopped eating. Daniel didn’t even feel close to full and he doubted Sabrina was close to stopping either.His heavy gut drooped onto his lap, pressing down on his erection in a delightful way. There wasn’t a lot he could do about that - he had cum in his wife’s fat pussy twice that morning, but there was something about gorging that made him instantly hard.If it were a problem, it was a nice one to have.He cradled his stomach with both hands, loving how heavy and warm it felt. Being so fat was something he’d always fantasized about. Feeling his bulk and hearing his wife fatten herself up next to him was like all his dreams coming true at once.They were down to the last five burgers when there was a knock at the door. “Thank god,” Sabrina said, grunting as she hauled herself to her feet. He watched her walk to the door, her fat ass jiggling and busting out of her tight panties. Thanks to the mirrors, he could see her side-on at the same time. Her huge belly and fupa were drooping in front of her like an apron. If she kept eating like this, it’d reach her knees in a month or two.She carried the platters of sushi back to the couch in her fat, heavy arms. Her arms were like pillows - soft, squishy and amazing to rest his read on. Like with his body, thick rolls smothered her elbows.Before starting on the next meal, she rested her head on his shoulder. “This is so nice.” She picked up a sushi roll and brought it to his mouth. “If I’d known getting fat would be this much fun, I would have done it years ago. I would have tied you to a chair the moment we met, straddled you and stuffed us both until we burst.”“Yeah.” He let her feed him for a while. “I feel we’ve ‘grown’ as a couple.”She punched his arm, which absorbed the blow like gel. “I’m trying to have a moment here!”“Hey.” He touched her beneath her bottom chin. She couldn’t stay mad as he gazed into her eyes like that. “I love you, Sabrina.”“I love you too, Daniel.”They got their moment, even if it was short-lived. Still, neither of them minded being interrupted by a knock at the door.“Your turn,” she said, planting a kiss on his lips.He sighed. “We should leave the door unlocked. Maybe even remove it. Why not?” he said as she started to object. “Apparently our neighbors know all about how we spend our time.”Sabrina blushed. There were times when she regretted telling him what Jack had said about them being so… audible. He took it as a challenge to make her moan even louder. “Great plan, until winter comes around.”“Winter?” He chuckled as he jiggled his belly. “You think we’ll feel cold, ever again?”