Massages

Commissions, Story
Kilo hadn’t been waiting long before Lyle came out to him. The overweight lion had passed the time by rubbing and playing with the soft folds of fat that lined his sides and stuck out from underneath the hem of his shirt. The badger had said his shirt wasn’t going to be needed, but Kilo decided to see that for himself before he followed any of that the supposed owner had said. Still not entirely impressed with the place, Kilo was more curious that content at that point as he sat back in his seat and just let his frame spill out against itself. He could feel his weight pooling over his legs, spreading them wide as he just wiggled lightly to and fro in himself. He was fat, he…
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Bag

Commissions, Story
Sasuke grunted slightly as he tugged at the waistband of his pants, adjusting the garment for the umpteenth time. He was unused to wearing clothing after going so long without it; being heavier than most cars kept him decent more often than not. He had shrunken down to a more manageable size though for this occasion, deciding to deliver his gift in the flesh for once, rather than having something sent along. Of course, he couldn’t have had this particular gift sent along by the mail for many reasons, but he did tell himself it was a nice gesture to feel better, and remind himself that it was the reason he had decided to regain his mobility for the time being. Tugging again at his pants, the draolf just sighed…
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Trekking Out

Commissions, Story
Getting David dressed was one of the hardest things the newly minted feline had ever done to himself. He couldn’t lift his legs without help, his stomach got in the way nigh constantly, and he was just a wheezing, panting mess of cum, sweat, food, and above all blubber. He needed pants though according to Paul, as the bull had plans for the black-furred feline. Those plans seemed to involve going out of sorts, but as David struggled to pull up pants that felt a few sizes too small for his incredible bulk, he had to wonder just how he was going to get out of the house. The doors weren’t meant for someone of his generous proportions, and he knew that as he took one look at the front…
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Full Service

Commissions, Story
Stuffing her face for the umpteenth time that day, ProxyAI just murmaled to herself at the feeling of her body spreading out that much wider than it had the day before. She was a glutton through and through, a fact that showed itself in spades when she was really eating. Her frame alone gave that fact away handily thanks to just how expansive it was, filling some rooms in her abode to their fullest. This would have been true if she could move under her own power, or at all for that matter thanks to how incredibly obese she was. With legs long-since smothered in the combined adipose of her stomach and rear, arms that couldn’t move from their position of being buoyed up by their own fat at her…
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Still Off Course

Still Off Course

Blog, Misc
Still trying to get going here. I am still trying, and still failing. Between depression, allergies, and just feeling as though I am still... Off is the best I can say it, I haven't managed to get myself going with writing. I want to, and I have been trying to as best I can, but there is just something holding me back in a big way. I mean, I want to work, I want to write... Just, every time I sit down I get absolutely nothing. It isn't just that I am not trying, it's that I am and nothing is coming. Lots of writers block and whatnot, combined with just out and out depression from the seasons changing and whatnot... And I am feeling horrid for not getting stories…
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