COMM: The Cake Crusader [XWG, USSBHM, IMMOBILITY] by WeightGainGirl, literature
Literature
COMM: The Cake Crusader [XWG, USSBHM, IMMOBILITY]
|| CONTENT WARNING: Force feeding, rapid and extreme weight gain, stuffing. Our favourite Caped Crusader is kidnapped by the conniving Harley Quinn, there is very little he can do to escape her and her big, fat plan. || The sun had set in Gotham, but the streets had not settled. For when the city darkened and its residents turned in, the thugs came out to wreak havoc. Fortunately, the Caped Crusader was always close-by when trouble stirred up. Not even halfway into the night and Batman had already taken down a number of crooks, once they were incapacitated, he had contacted Commissioner Gordon who had set out forces to come comprehend them. As soon as they had been shoved into the back of a police car without issue, he would resume his rounds. With crime occurring as often as it did, Batman wasn’t too familiar with a slow night. As he climbed back into his Batmobile, the radio went again with reports of a crime. “Crackle … disturbance … crackle … Coral District … crackle …
Contains vore and fat guys.
Demise.
It was the name the teens of Silver Valley had given to a mansion on the edge of the city. Rumors surrounded it, telling the tale of how many people walked in and never came back out. Despite the whole thing sounding like a B-rated horror film, Owen still ended up entering with two of his friends. The castle-like edifice looked ransacked on the outside but looked surprisingly good on the inside--like it’d just been built two or three years ago. It smelled like cinnamon rolls and was illuminated solely by dim, purple LED strips on the ceiling.
“How come nobody’s ever said that this place
Kenji languished for a moment in the front seat of his truck, absentmindedly raking his fingers through the dense mass of his hair. Reaching under the dark recesses of the driver seat, he groped about until he felt the cool metal of his sunglasses. A wide pearly smile spread in victory across his face as he pulled them from their hiding spot and placed the sunglasses on his face. Popping the sun visor down, Kenji’s grin grew bigger as he assessed his reflection. “Looking good, my guy,” he said to himself as he opened the driver's side door while grabbing his repurposed gym bag packed with a towel, sunscreen, and beer. The summer pool party was an annual tradition of Kenji and his friends, gathering together to drink, carouse, and generally have a great time together as they shared occasionally fabricated renditions of their ongoing summer exploits. Kenji’s friend Dan would regale the men with tales of his many bedded conquests while Amari would expound on his latest personal records
COMM: From Friends to Fatties (Mutual WG) by WeightGainGirl, literature
Literature
COMM: From Friends to Fatties (Mutual WG)
//CONTENT WARNING: mutual weight gain (male and female), mentions of stuffing, public humiliation and brief descriptions of sex.\\ Max’s day started like any other. At 7:30am his alarm sounded and pulled him, begrudgingly, out of his deep sleep. At 7:45am, after 15 minutes of TikTok scrolling, he finally dragged himself out of bed. Lazily, he pulled on his robe, pocketed his phone and slipped into his crocs. By 8am he was out the door with a change of clothes in one hand and his breakfast in the other. He then walked the two blocks to his best friend Summer’s apartment. Ever since they’d been kids, eating breakfast together had been routine for them. Even when they moved to the city and got jobs, they’d always make time for breakfast. Max, being the chubbier of the two, had a hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausage and toast. Whereas Summer’s needs were met with a simple combo of granola, yoghurt and honey. They ate in silence, funnily enough neither one of them were morning people