pictures of girls fatter than usual or sequences/comics of them getting fatter!
Gonna need more than one image to start a thread
>>6658439
There's a futa thread that lasted 24 hours with 2 images. If this one gets deleted the mods are obviously futafags.
>>6658439
>>6658633
Then again they deleted a BBW Bondage thread that had 6+ images in it so it seems obvious where their loyalties lie
http://belt-buster.deviantart.com/journal/poll/5669789/
>>6659689
>good characters and good plot are leading
>for a fetish comic
Seriously?
Fatten up your waifu:
https://en.shindanmaker.com/588383
>>6659708
Spaces disappeared after I posted it for some reason. In short Rosalina gains a shit load of weight after trying out a new recipe.
>>6658451
shit messed up. Here it is
>>6659708
Lucina ends up 20000 tons heavier after holiday dinner and broke a door frame.
>>6659708
Miku Hatsune ends up 100 pounds heavier after getting hooked up to an ice cream machine and broke their bed.
>>6659708
>Kotobuki Tsumugi ends up 50 tons heavier after an unexpected food delivery and broke a door frame.
>>6659708
TomokoKurokiendsup1000poundsheavieraftertryingthelatestdiettrendandbrokeadoorframe.
>>6660220
>Queenui's dA is dead
Source?
>>6660235
I think I got it from a previous thread.
>>6659708
Tina ends up 1000000 times heavier after having a fast food binge and ripped their pants.
Normally I wasn't into this fetish, but I had a very lucid dream the other night of having sex with a girl who was continually getting fatter and it was super hot. She just kept getting softer and squishier and I was being surrounded by her thighs.
So now I'm on board.
>>6660917
the only bad thing about fatties, imo, is that their fet get worn down really hard. i'd love a bbw with cute suckable toes.
Glad this didn't end up kill while I was away.
>>6659708
Hibiki Ganaha ends up 1000000 times heavier after visiting a buffet and ripped their pants.
41kg =~ 90.3895lb x 1000000 90,389,500 lbs.
Jesus fuck
>>6662727
I support this notion.
here some weight gain comic made by be-lover228
Mall Food
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=8QSYX9VGR8XN2
Starfire wg:
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=DLY58WBTSJSR2
Holi Holiday:
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=XN5DNSJ9M2MXN
Raven Fat Expansion:
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=JPRMYVRKV2Y48
>>6664928
>>6664930
>>6664932
>>6664937
>>6664939
>>6659727
I need a source on this.
pls.
>>6665053
I have no idea who drew this, some /d/rawfag made it for me. Thanks if your out there buddy.
>>6662727
You say it like it's easy to meet women who are on board with this
>>6666806
Moar pls :^V
>>6666817
I went to the trouble of posting those images and you went to the trouble of linking most of them. Which of us has contributed more to the community tonight, you whining sow? :)
>>6666409
looks like metalforever
>>6666818
How many pages are there, mate?
>>6666830
18 published by the artist so far. That was the last one I posted there.
>>6666817
Fuck off you weeb faggot.
/d/ is dead enough because of you fucks. We don't need you trying to kill it even more.
>>6666767
IKR?
My girlfriend is kinky and about 300lbs, but she doesn't have the drive yet to lose weight, nor does she like her weight. Feels sad for her sake, regardless of my fetish.
>>6658380
What's the size limit, OP?
>>6671402
On most boards it's 4MB.
>>6663507
Nigger, what are you doing?
>>6671402
I'll just say use your best judgement.
>>6671428
kek'd
>>6666767
Does anyone have sauce on this? Image search didn't reveal anything..
>>6673323
SauceNao got a hit:
http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=50748154
>>6673343
Thank you good sir.
>>6665169
Does anyone have the extended version of this?
I forget if it went up past 100%, but there was an 85% or something at the least, and I can't find it in the usual places.
>>6673766
http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=50792388
>>6673343
Nerizou Rin is best Rin
>>6677652
>posting thumbnails
>>437097
>>6658649
I can't stand this shit.
>>6680934
>>6680938
>>6680952
>>6680955
>>6659708
>"Seras ends up 1000000 times heavier after trying the latest diet trend and cracked the sidewalk."
My Dick.
>>6680934
anyone know whos the artist for these drawings and where they can be found
>>6676907
It really sucks being a feeder when this is the smallest girl you'd go for.
>>6684251
When and where did this get posted?
quick edit.
>>6685468
He's one of the only western artists I like
>>6687101
>>6687102
>>6687103
>>6687104
>>6687107
>>6687109
>>6687111
>>6687123
>>6685468
>>6687064
FUCK OFF WITH YOUR WESTERN SHIT YOU HAVE /ACO/
>>6687156
Get fucked, weeb.
>>6687156
Well I got one deleted. How about you take your western shit where it belongs, in the newest and dying board?
where were all these autists hiding before /aco/ was made
>>6688157
>>6688158
its like /d/ was doing just fine before
>>6688157
Most of them got b& for shitposting about it, mostly because the mods knew that western art was a major engine for lots of fetishes here.
Then Hiro decided to make a western cartoon porn board, and all the autists who remained silent suddenly shrieked about western content with a clear direction to point in.
>>6688069
Congratulations fuckhead, instead of contributing you actually REMOVED content from the thread. We're all very proud of you.
>>6688069
>in the newest and dying board?
At least it isn't /d/ead.
>>6659708
>Bayonetta ends up 5000 pounds heavier after facing a lipomancer and is belching loudly.
IT'S NOT FAIR
>>6660997
My ex had really fat thighs, which was nice, but it meant that it was really hard for her to find clothes. She only had a couple pairs of jeans, and the friction from her thighs rubbing together meant both pairs were starting to develop holes around the crotch area.
>>6688069
what's it with this religious allegiance to eastern only content? that comic >>6685468 was actually good quality, yet you reported it because for some autistic reason you just CAN'T HAVE WESTERN STUFF OR ELSE /d/ WILL EXPLODE
No one likes you faggots. The board got on fine for years without a hiccup, with no one bitching about it. Now it's like /a/'s invading other boards making sure the gaijins are put in their place.
I hope you step on a thumbtack
>>6690043
nuh uh. We just accept all forms of our degeneracy you fag master.
>>6690043
Drown yourself, faggot.
>>6666883
>/d/
>is
>dead
nice bait faggot
>>6694920
He's not wrong. /aco/ was a mistake.
>>6688939
Sauce?
>>6699268
Some old Saturn game, I think.
>>6659708
>Lightning ends up 5000 times heavier after visiting a buffet and broke their bed.
Oh man, that would be so hot.
I believe you lot will like this
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mgXho_yI5iQ
Just mute your volume first, shitty background music
>>6699268
Tenjou Tenge.
>>6697931
Just like anime?
>>6685661
More plz
>>6699990
Go home Miyazaki. Your son's about to commit sudoku.
obligatory
>>6685661
Beautiful.
>>6701674
this was fun, I especially like the ending panel with crazy girl having gotten fat herself and ascending the stairs.
>>6701674
More of this?
Unrelated:
>>6666666
>>6702274
oh my god i've read this thing so many times and I don't think i've ever seen that last page
Thick Girls! Alright!
>>6703805
>No yandre girl will fatten herself up for you.
That would be lovely.
>>6703945
Just wanting to push herself, and get fatter and fatter in hopes of having your attention. Eventually coming to the realization that she can't win your heart that way and fattens herself and the girl you're dating.
She did miss your sweets, so it's win win. Being responsible for the rolls and pudge you do want, Senpai. Maybe if he won't kiss you, you can steal a sweet indirect kiss from him through her. She asks if she did a good job fattening her up for you, to show you she can still be useful.
>>6704172
oh jesus.
this.
>>6704172
That would be nice, the yan girl doing her best to bulk up for you and the girlfriend being fattened up along the way.
>>6684251
did she never change clothes from the day on the swing?
>>6704465
>>6704354
>>6704308
>>6704172
>>6703945
>>6703805
It had been a few days since Aya-chan had come to Mamiya's apartment to make her declaration. It was honestly surprising when you first saw her, that she was so much bigger than you in such a short time.
It was a true testament just how obsessed with Mamiya she was. She had filled the doorway as a looming spectre when he first opened the door. Pleading at him because she worked so hard to build the kind of body he loved. Was this enough, she asked between huffing breaths that shook her frame beneath her too small uniform. That breathing quickened when she saw you sitting on the bed further in the apartment. You rose quickly as she shoved past Mamiya and lumbered over to you. Even if you miss her sweets, you haven't quite forgiven her for drugging you and tying you down to that chair.
Even if...well that isn't important right now.
"Look, Katakura-senpai, even when I suck my gut in, it's still bigger than your's," she boasts gleefully as she exhales and lets the zipper along the side of her skirt undo itself.
Her uniform blouse rides up at the sudden force as the pale and soft mass comes to a stop even further out than her top straining chest, and pressing against the belly she saw so fit to mock and belittle.
"Aya-chan," you gasp as you step back from the pressure against your own squeezed middle, she would be flowing against you if not for the thin protection of your blouse, "What did you do to yourself?"
She laughs and sways as she turns away from you to face your boyfriend.
>>6705015
"Once I realized what my darling Mamiya-senpai wanted I returned to old habits, and turned them into efforts," her hands snake down between the waist of her skirt as she lifts the fold of her probably taught stomach over the pulled edge, eliciting a groan from her lips and a noticeable gurgle from her interior as her breathing calms; she smacks her lips to punctuate her suggestive intent, "Look how much better I've done with a willing subject. I'm bigger than Katakura-senpai in half the time, and I've got so much more room and will to grow,"
Mamiya just stares at her a moment in disbelief and offers long sigh.
"See, Ayako," he raises his hands in a placating gesture, "This is what I'm talking about, you're too single minded. You'd smother me, and not in the way I'd like,"
Aya-chan’s expression breaks. Confidence and bravado give way to desperation as she stumbles, half waddling, over to your boyfriend. Heavy footfalls come to a stop as her hands grope at his shirt collar.
“Mamiya-senpai!” you approach as she shudder and falls to her knees with a floor creaking drop, releasing him, “I-I did this for you! I made myself even more than her, why!?”
“Aya-chan,” you lay a hand on her shoulder from behind and she whips around with a deceptive speed for her mass to smack it away, you clearly see tears streaming from her eyes.
“Listen, Ayako. I told you before, you were too singularly focused on me. You didn’t need to change your look, just how intensely you loved. Katakura-chan and I are very happy together,” he says firmly and turning away from the sunken underclassman, “Please leave, the sight of you like this is disturbing me,”
You watch, rubbing your sore hand, as Aya-chan pitches forward in a stark and loud series of sobs before struggling back to her feet and huffily bolting out the door.
>>6705016
“Aya-chan!” you cry out as she runs, she was your friend for such a long time that you feel for her even if it was under her deceitful pretense.
“No, Katakura-chan,” he blocks your path as you break after the sobbing marshmallow of a woman as she disappears around the corner, “Just let her be,”
“She’s still my underclassman, I have a duty to her in-” you pause in your hurried explanation as you notice something of your boyfriend pressing against you.
Your train of thought about Aya-chan’s wellbeing is broken as you realize just why he turned away from her. A sly smile creeps onto your face as you pull away from him while he steps back as he realizes you noticed.
“Mamiya-chan,” you say in a scolding tone, “What was that you were saying earlier about the kind of smothering you like?”
You did not wind up chasing after Aya-chan that night. After all, she was a big girl.
Over the next few days at school, word spread quickly about the drastic change in the once popular underclassman’s appearance. No one could figure out why, but agreed she appeared incredibly sullen and ate like nothing could satisfy her.
>>6705018
Not that you could tell, as she seemed to be poignantly and effectively avoiding you. Despite your efforts to at least find and talk to her during lunch, free period, during club time, and classroom cleanup you always either just missed her or she had long spread deceptive comments about her whereabouts. Despite what she had done to you over a course of weeks, and tried to do in that one moment in the Culinary Club room, you were the one carrying some guilt. Some tiny piece of shame.
A shame that followed you just as much as you imagined Aya-chan did when you and Mamiya walked home from school together. She had a tendency to hang back a fair distance, and always managed to get away the few times you went to try to speak to her. You were again surprised by how quick she was on her feet; save for the time her escape route took her up the flight of stairs for a pedestrian street bridge.
It slowed her down for sure, but she had enough of a lead on distance that the stairs proved an equalizer when you took to them. They didn’t slow you down as much as they slowed her down, but the lingering effects of her own efforts on your frame and body afforded her the chance to escape.
Escape what you weren’t sure you were going to say…
It took three weeks, and to your surprised chagrin a loss of six pounds, before you finally cornered your rival on the school roof during lunch time. She sat on a bench, facing the extending building tops and distant suburbia beyond this corner of the city, polished bamboo slats struggling with slow warping sounds to keep her up.
She was right, she had turned habit into effort. There were a score of empty pastry boxes to her side along with an impeccably clean lunch box of surprising size. It was time to take a risk.
Well, two risks.
The first was Aya-chan. The second would be the bench.
>>6705028
As you closed in on her, it was clear she was even bigger than the time you saw her in Mamiya-chan’s apartment. Was this just her effort, or coupled with something more?
“Aya-chan?” you approach from behind and step around the bench into her field of vision, “Can I sit with you?”
She says nothing as she deposits three tiny cream puffs into her mouth in quick succession. It would seem that she is trying very hard to ignore you. Since she didn’t deny you, you carefully take a seat on the bench. It has enough give to bounce, and by the grade of Aya-chan’s indent you slide a bit closer to her than you intended.
That, as you brush against her soft and pliant sides, is okay.
“Oh, sorry Aya-chan,” you blush and apologize.
This prompts her to turn to face you. Sudden fury taking her soft features and dimpling cheeks.
“Sorry?! SORRY! He chose you,” she roars rudely through a mouth of moist pastry and cream, flecks falling onto your blouse which you quickly brush away as she regains herself and shoves another cremepuff into her puffy and now tear stained cheeks, “So, just get out of her. Leave me alone and go be happy and fat with Mamiya-senpai,”
She’s angry. That much is certain. Is that fueling her new efforts, the flow of softness that has exploded from inside her heart to encase her like armor?
“Well, that’s the thing Aya-chan,” you laugh and scratch nervously at the back of your head as you glance about to ensure that the two of you are alone on the roof, “All this running around after you has my skirt fitting a bit loose again,”
She stops her furious and tear fueled cramming of pastries and sweets into her maw. Honestly the way she bakes some of them you imagine she’d barely need to chew to safely swallow their most masses down, just the thought of her sweets actually has you salivating a bit. And besides...Mamiya-chan likes it after all.
>>6705053
Turning on the bench to face you, indignant, she swallows the pressed mash of pastry dough, filling, and icing down with some effort and pants to catch her breath before speaking.
“You mean to tell me that the poochy waistline I worked so hard to give you,” she says with a dangerous and suddenly manic edge, “and that Mamiya-senpai loves, is wasting away because you were chasing after me?”
“Well, yeah,” you say as a matter of fact and with a smile, it’s a gamble and a risk to provoke her like this, as you fold your hands together in your lap and let your eyes slip close as if in a prayer, “but as I told him yesterday, I miss your sweet’s, Aya-chan,”
Pressure takes your wrists as your eyes snap open. Aya-chan holds them together in one pudgy hand clenched in rage as she hauls them up over your head. Gasping in shock, your mouth is wide open as her free hand darts a handful of those decadent cream puffs into your mouth. Too many, as the outliers squash against your lips and leave the now messy hand holds your mouth shut.
“C-chew,” Aya-chan commands in a blushing haze, “Chew and swallow, Katakura-senpai,”
You barely need to as the pressure works its way down your throat and your open your mouth in a wide smile.
“Thank you for the meal, Aya-chan, but please wait,” you manage, throatily sounding, “After you left us like that in the culinary room, Mamiya-chan had me...and every time since hasn’t been nearly as good,”
You offer your case to the now larger and shaking girl. She shudders and breaks as she drops her wrists and with difficulty crosses her hands across her own expansive middle.
>>6705056
“You came up here to mock me?” she growls and squeezes either side of her far reaching belly through her blouse and skirt, “To rub it in my face that you were losing weight and had Mamiya-senpai,”
“No,” you plead and lean closer to her and wrap your friends widened shoulders in your arms, “I came because I need your help,”
“Don’t patronize me,” she huffs but doesn’t shrug you off, releasing her belly and letting her soft arms hang against the flanks of her sides, “What could you possibly need my help with?”
You take a deep breath and get ready to admit it. Admit what you want, and how far you are willing to go.
“I told you,”
After all, you miss Aya-chan’s sweets.
She stares at you confused as you release her and stand from the bench, in front of her you tug at the slack in your still zipped skirt. Her eyes become daggers, offended by the loose waist of your skirt. In a spark you watch her face contort from rage to understanding.
“Why would I want to help you...help you keep Mamiya-senpai all for yourself?” she composes herself and clears her throat with a cough before looking away and trying to look disinterested.
Disinterested and playing with her pony tail, like none of this matter, despite stealing glances at the space you pull along the top of your skirt. You annoy her a touch more and secure her attentions and enjoy her visibly bristle by undoing your skirt’s side zipper a touch to create the illusion of more empty space.
>>6705177
“This is what I can give you, Aya-chan,” you say softly and with some embarrassment, “the chance to help build the body that Mamiya-chan loves,”
She looks back at you, wide eyed.
“I mean, you were already so upset I lost some weight,” you shrug and zip your skirt closed that it can hang comfortably on your hips, “Now you have another willing subject,”
She shudders, shifting weight from the bench to her feet and then back again. A conflict plays out in her mind, comparable to the conflict of the bench itself against joyously measurable odds. You clear your throat.
“WIth, what did you call it, room and will to go, Aya-chan?”
She sits there quietly a moment, before picking up the box of cream puffs and sampling just one for herself.
“Sit down,” she says quietly and selects three cream puffs, you comply readily.
Eagerly as you eye the confections you know she made herself. You barely had a chance the taste the ones she shoved into your face before, you bet pieces of them are left on your cheeks and lips right now. As she places these treats into your mouth one at a time, you get to savor them.
More than that, you understand them.
They are rich, and sweet, but their flavor is light. Here alone you can tell they are solely a transfer medium for butter, sugar, starch, and fat. Is this how she’s been eating the past few weeks?
Joylessly? Seeing her own efforts as a punishment.
>>6705302
It doesn’t take long to finish this and two more boxes as lunch comes to a waning end. In that time she managed to scarf down a few plain looking sweet rolls she had in another container. As you rise, you become acutely aware of the shifting heavy weight in your gut from this decadence. It was nice, is nice, having Aya-chan’s sweets again...but there is something missing.
“Thank you,” you smile down at her, as she breaths heavily, much like you do, “but try to enjoy making the next batch. I really miss your amazing sweet’s Aya-chan, and if we don’t enjoy how the journey tastes, it isn’t half as fun,”
It isn’t from effort, her labored breathing. Her face is flushed. So is your own. After all those cream puffs, you stomach is taught and pulls against the waist of your skirt. Threateningly tugging at the hook holding the zipper in place.
As you shift your weight on your feet, rubbing the pleasant fullness as it settles, you feel an unexpected pressure. Ayako is rubbing the front of your stomach, longingly and mournfully.
“You should go,” she mutters, “You should go find Mamiya-senpai so he can enjoy this,”
You nod and turn to go, but her extended hand gently grasps at your wrist.
“Just...have you kissed Mamiya-senpai today?”
“Yes,” you nod and turn back to face her as she rises, removing boundless tension from the bench the two of you shared.
“Then, if we’re doing this,” she says over shuddering breaths and unfocused eyes, “I need one more thing from you?”
“What is that,” you burp softly as the contents of your stomach turn over one another gently, “Aya-chan,”
This is going better than you had planned. Better than you could have ever wanted.
>>6705303
“I want an indirect kiss from Mamiya-senpai,” she demands strongly, “And him to get one from me through you!”
Closing the distance before she can react, you kiss her and let your tight and full drum of a belly sink against her full but far more pliant and doughy one. Hand sneaking under her blouse with great effort, for there is so little space to work, you let your fingertips dance across the rolls and flab he has spent so much effort bringing into being on herself.
To think she managed to work herself to so much smaller than you were at your skinniest before the two of you even met, and now she’s like this? Lips momentarily coming apart, you close the distance again and let your tongue dart into her mouth to snatch at the still lingering sweetness of the strawberry sweet roll she had while you gorged on cream puff.
You’ll reach her, you think. And together you’ll strive for new heights.
As you disengage, light headed and wanting for Mamiya-chan’s touch, you wave a happy see you later to your Aya-chan. She’s still stunned, and you offer her all the indirect kisses she could want before closing the door to the roof stairwell.
She stares, perhaps dumbfounded and giddy. As shocked as you are aroused.
This is the perfect plan. For you, Aya-chan, and Mamiya-chan. He can’t stand how single minded she is about him, then you’ll split her attention. Once she’s as wanting for you as she is for him, once the two of you surpass anything your adorable and recently more delightfully forward boyfriend could ever expect you’ll see this plan to fruition.
Licking the last taste of strawberry from your lips as you descend the stairs carefully in search of your lover, you smile.
In the end everyone will get what they want.
All because you really missed Aya-chan’s sweets, and how her feeding you that day in the culinary club room made you feel.
-fin
I hope my little expanded shitty fanfic of an old doujin is enjoyed.
>>6705305
I'm fucking diamonds
>>6705540
Wonderful, anon.
Do...do we have any drawfags who can ape Kato's style?
Happy to have been of service.
Is there any reason for there not to be tons of fat art for Hotaru from Dagashi Kashi yet?
>flavor of the month anime
>genki waifu type
>obsesses over and is constantly eating candy
>fuck the entire show is about candy
>>6708519
There's a few out already
>>6712463
Is there more?
>>6693822
Is there more of this?
>>6713092
Nothing that's part of the same set, from the look of it: http://ero.lazorchef.com/loreille/
>>6714185
Sad.
>>6674803
what is this from
>>6718676
Breakfast with Sister
>>6689191
>lipomancer
That concept makes my dick rock fucking hard.
>>6710812
>Axel Rosered
This kills the thread.
>>6720132
I don't have the whole thing saved, but someone made a One Piece doujin of Boa getting subdued by a dude with a fat manipulation power.
>>6724449
>>6724456
>>6689191
What would a Lipomancer look like?
>>6725749
In my setting, Lipomancers understand the connection of fat to energy, and energy into a weapon. They can expend fat to weave into powerful beams and other weapons. They can also take other people's fat for themselves and put it onto others.
Gastromancers are food conjurers. They can conjure normal food, but when baking with tools, they can make food with extraordinary properties.
A gastromancer looks more like a normal travelling chef, but a Lipomancer kind of looks like an overweight wild magic user. More tribal.
>>6726232
>>6726234
>>6726244
>>6726246
>>6727169
>>6727177
>>6727182
>>6727187
>>6727191
>>6727194
>>6727195
>>6727169
Sauce?
>>6722859
low tier, but I wouldn't say it counts as trash
>>6689191
>>6720132
>>6725749
>>6725878
Pic Related!
>>6729455
>>6725878
>in my setting
Just because you aren't on /tg/ doesn't mean you can get away with shipping your magical realm as a "setting"
>Decide to visit /d/ again after a month-long hiatus
>This thread is somehow still up
I love you guys.
>>6666834
2 and 3 is how thick I like my women, but paradoxically I'd find it really not if they kept gaining weight all the way to the end of the scale and getting embarassed. Beyond that is probably too much tho
>>6731620
>really not
really *hot
