Your sofa creaks tentatively under my burgeoning rump as I continue to GORGE and EAT under your instruction. My ass fills its every crevice as I FATTEN and SWELL for your pleasure. You think I'm done yet? FEED me like you MEAN it ~

Listening to your body gurgle and groan as you sag over the sides of your bed. Listening to your floorboards creak as your weight turns from hundreds of lbs to full on tons. Listening to your bedroom walls groan as your rolls press harder and harder against them...

When I press cake into your maw, what gets me going isn't the groans and gurgles of your swelling belly, or the pops of your tightening shirt's buttons, nor is it the rising number on your scales each night. It's the way you stare back at me, as if *pleading* for MORE.

I have this bag in my kitchen and can’t help but think of my tummy every time I see it. I think it’s a good instruction, wouldn’t you agree? ~

I have this bag in my kitchen and can’t help but think of my tummy every time I see it. I think it’s a good instruction, wouldn’t you agree? ~

Suspenders are a great idea to help hold your pants up! Suspenders are great for stretching and straining as you eat and gorge! Suspenders are *great* when they snap off of your enormous, fattening body ~

Yards upon yards of table stacked with all sorts of feasts, meats, cake; it looks like this banquet could feed the entire town! And at the end of it all? An expectant wolf ready to watch you DEVOUR it until you're too FAT to reach for more. I'll be there to make sure you GORGE on the rest of it ~

Every button that pops off of you is a milestone. Burst that pants button and I'll buy dinner for you. Burst your shirt buttons and I'll hop onto you and personally stuff your maw. Break your bed. BURST YOUR BEDROOM OPEN.

An entire cake! Loosen the next loop on your belt as your belly takes up more space. A whole family meal to yourself! Loosen the *next* loop on your belt as your belly starts to stretch it. A complete buffet! Throw the whole damn belt away as your belly strains your pants...

Strange that all the pests on your farm have disappeared when I moved in, huh? Care to rub my big feathery tummy as a reward? Wanted to do something spooky for Halloween. Hoot ~ 🌙

Bam would go out of his way to help Beau find more snacks. He’d even bring them to his mouth when he felt inclined to. Nothing was enough for his hungry deer friend...

Bam would go out of his way to help Beau find more snacks. He’d even bring them to his mouth when he felt inclined to. Nothing was enough for his hungry deer friend...

Your eyes asked “more” when I brought out the next few trays of cupcakes and donuts. Your eyes begged “more” as I watched your belly sag past your knees. Your eyes howled “more” as I stuffed you until you were too big to move. Give me that look again. Tell me I’m wrong. @kolabun.bsky.social

Your eyes asked “more” when I brought out the next few trays of cupcakes and donuts. Your eyes begged “more” as I watched your belly sag past your knees. Your eyes howled “more” as I stuffed you until you were too big to move. Give me that look again. Tell me I’m wrong. @kolabun.bsky.social

I'm too addled with food to resist, even if I want to. We're nowhere done yet. They nudge and poke each other at the sight of my huge belly wobbling and the sounds of the bed creaking anxiously underneath so much wolf. They bring me more to eat, and I just can't resist. I eat. And eat. And EAT.

I'm too addled with food to resist, even if I want to. We're nowhere done yet. They nudge and poke each other at the sight of my huge belly wobbling and the sounds of the bed creaking anxiously underneath so much wolf. They bring me more to eat, and I just can't resist. I eat. And eat. And EAT.

Starwolf and Starfox. An abandoned outpost stocked with endless supplies of food. Who would've thought that it would be mere months before cabin fever struck and they were overcome with an endless need to GORGE, FEED, GROPE, STUFF, FATTEN, GROW, SWELL... He won't stop either...

Starwolf and Starfox. An abandoned outpost stocked with endless supplies of food. Who would've thought that it would be mere months before cabin fever struck and they were overcome with an endless need to GORGE, FEED, GROPE, STUFF, FATTEN, GROW, SWELL... He won't stop either...

Thaaat's it. Give in to your gluttonous instincts. Why save it for the rest of the week when you could empty your fridge NOW? Who cares about those PJs of yours bursting open as your bulk demands more space? Look at the way your growing belly practically DEMANDS more!

Floorboards snapped like twigs as splinters flew around the sparse open office space that wasn't taken over by Cheshire's blubber. Paint and even concrete started to crack as it failed against the rising rolls of the professor that used to study productively in this place... Pt.3 ~

‘Slide’ was certainly a far cry from strenuously trying to pull his rolls out of the stuckage. Cheshire's rear had grown so wide and soft that the grey wolf, little by comparison, was completely stuck from his legs to his chest... Pt.2 ~

Cheshire’s enthusiastic body language would occasionally betray his elegance; lifting his arms to signify something, Malex caught the jiggles and wobbles of his arms and moobs confined tightly within his shirt... Pt.1 for my friend Cheshire ~

I like to leave doodles for my boyfriend. Today's is my appetite getting me into trouble again ~

What if you put me in the Atlyss character customisation and disabled the maximum on the belly sliders? 👉👈

What if you put me in the Atlyss character customisation and disabled the maximum on the belly sliders? 👉👈

My entry for @opossumvalley.bsky.social in @jackgoose.bsky.social 's secret santa. Why hire a crashmat at the skatepark when you can simply fill an entire half-pipe with your mass? ~

Huuuuge thank you to Tuck for his part for me in @jackgoose.bsky.social 's secret santa! Safe to say I could go for another tin ~ <3

Lovingly stroking and petting your face, praising you as I realize my paws travel just that little bit further to get to the far side of your cheeks. That face of yours is getting REAL tubby. I love the way your chins and cheeks jiggle as you chew…

Pokemon treats turned into meals big enough to feed a family. Meals big enough to feed a family turned into banquets the likes of which could feed hundreds. His appetite seemed to multiply the more I enabled him as he grew wider and fatter and softer and heavier with each passing moment.

Pokemon treats turned into meals big enough to feed a family. Meals big enough to feed a family turned into banquets the likes of which could feed hundreds. His appetite seemed to multiply the more I enabled him as he grew wider and fatter and softer and heavier with each passing moment.

Good gracious. Can't you humans see I'm practically wasting away?! Why must you all insist on concealing your food within these metal cases you call "cans"?! If I didn't know better I'd say you were TRYING to make sure I couldn't devour every morsel of your town's foodstuffs. How selfish of you...

I'm super into weight gain, he's super into being guzzled down. You eat up my mate and I'll stay around to rub your belly. I'll rub it from outside as he rubs it from inside.

I'm super into weight gain, he's super into being guzzled down. You eat up my mate and I'll stay around to rub your belly. I'll rub it from outside as he rubs it from inside.

Now, as I've stated, my current expansion is putting a sizable strain on our current resources, but I do think there's PLENTY of room for expansion still, wouldnt you?

This entire city is MINE to devour! Leave before I eat EVERYTHING! Nothing will stay standing, ALL will become wolf pudge! I am going to eat and eat and EAT!

This entire city is MINE to devour! Leave before I eat EVERYTHING! Nothing will stay standing, ALL will become wolf pudge! I am going to eat and eat and EAT!

An infinite cookie jar seemed like a good investment at first, until I found myself going back to it every five minutes. Then every minute. At one point I started to tip the cookie jar straight into my maw and just couldn't stop. No matter how much I ate, how fat I grew, I just. Needed. MORE.

An infinite cookie jar seemed like a good investment at first, until I found myself going back to it every five minutes. Then every minute. At one point I started to tip the cookie jar straight into my maw and just couldn't stop. No matter how much I ate, how fat I grew, I just. Needed. MORE.

Now, as I've stated, my current expansion is putting a sizable strain on our current resources, but I do think there's PLENTY of room for expansion still, wouldnt you?

Glad to see so many new watchers here! Thank you! I'll be posting older and new pieces periodically here so do stay around! Now then, let's have a little conversation about growth and inflation ~

You folks liked Lucario so much from my last post on here that I thought I'd stuff him and give you all MUCH more of him to love! Quite the appetite on this one, he can't seem to stop himself. He's never full. He's ALWAYS hungry...

The way my Lucario blushes when he sees whatever he gets to eat next is adorable. Sure, look at him now. He’s getting fairly enormous, but he still has that cute little “are you sure?” look whenever I let him eat, and gorge, And GUZZLE.

My Lucario is not the most ferocious fighter out there, but that's ok. Poor boy has worked SO hard today, expending all that energy by wobbling and stumbling around my home, he needs an extra large shipment of treats! Wouldn't you agree? ~

The kobolds I’ve happened upon have assigned me as their new leader in the absence of their dragon master. They feed and stuff me endlessly, forcing me to gorge and guzzle. I can feel myself continue to swell fatter and fatter, and don’t think I can stop them…

Current WIP The kobolds I've happened upon have assigned me as their new leader in the absence of their dragon master. They insist that I should eat like a dragon, and so they feed and stuff me endlessly. I tried to leave but they were too convincing...