chubby-kiyo

[chubby-kiyo]

kno this is randim but this has been on my mind as somone who lurks 👁️👁️

how come theres not a lot of kyok.o content out there in this space??? 🔎 seen a few stuf here an there tho in the grand schem of thigs it feels smal since shes ur standard populur charatr 🤔

guesing it's all coinsidince but guess there's no harm in askig☺️ maeby im missing smth.

Ooh. To be honest, I’m just not as interested in Kyoko as I am other characters, but I can definitely see that. I definitely see the appeal, so I’ll whip something up here soon

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One thing I love to see is a newly-chubby person (usually a guy) who has never felt pressured to suck in their stomach before, and thus has no idea how to really do it. When they're bloated or stuffed, they let it all hang out. It's more comfortable that way, anyway.

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Wow! Seeing new blood in the stuffedronpa community in the year 2025 was definitely not on my bingo card 😳

But, now that you’re here, let me just slide this in. I’m anthraxx- the mod btw🖤

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Couldn’t drop a follow fast enough! Oh, Cara Mia🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

I would join in on drawing and start a fat Kork chain, but I couldn’t hold a candle to this

stuffedronpa in 2025? peak. if you take suggestions, this world needs more chubby korekiyo

Here it is!

I wanted to add a little more detail and make him thicker so I could color it in, but I'm a little tired

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Not a ship I’ve considered to be honest. But, mon dieu! 🖤🖤 How I love Mondo as a soft feeder. This. Right here. This is how I see him.

Hey! Okay to start I super duper love your art it’s so cute and like amazing, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to sketch some little naemondo (Naegi x mondo) with a chubby Mako if you don’t mind…. 👉👈

Sure!

You're lucky I'm a multishipper haha.

I was going to add a little more detail to the sketch, but I'm too tired

[chubby-kiyo]

To Be of Service

Kirumi Tojo x Korekiyo Shinguuji

Cw// stuffing, feeding kink, weight gain, they/them prns for Korekiyo

Thought it *may* be fun to switch the POV. Also, just a heads up, this one’s another slow burn to set up the next more kink-oriented chapter.

Chapter 3: Irksome, Really.

Korekiyo had dozed off after some time, still massaging their lover’s poor tummy long after she had fallen asleep. Digesting so much more than she had been used to at any given time, paired with a consistent routine of overworking herself really tuckered the maid out. It was a refreshing nap, they thought, as they gingerly maneuvered off of the bed so as not to wake the peacefully sleeping Kirumi.

A nap after the extensive regimen of closely observing and documenting the a large group of widely diverse students was a much needed one, they could admit. If only to get them into the headspace to pick up where they had left off as they left the kitchen, Kirumi in tow.

Yonaga and Gokuhara were kind enough to tend to the laundry, so that could be dashed from the maid’s inevitable list of worries. Though they will need to evaluate the pair’s work as their observation has suggested that Yonaga is prone to distraction in moments of profound artistic inspiration, and of course, Gokuhara lacks knowledge of modern technology. As for the dishes, Chabashira had offered to help, as her fellow female classmates’ well being was of the utmost importance. However, after making the noble offer, Yumeno complained of a headache and the two had exited the dining hall together, not returning before they and Kirumi had left.

Entering the dining hall, nothing had been left on the tables, which was a bonus. If the dishes weren’t there, someone had already tended to them in the best case scenario or left them in a pile by the sink in the worst. With everything in the cafeteria in order, they had moved on to investigate the kitchen situation.

They slowly cracked the door, expecting a scene out of a horror film, and they saw… Yumeno laying across a pile of bulk rice bags, starting to nod off and Chabashira aggressively scrubbing the last of the pans as if she were sanding wood. A bother, really, but at least there won’t be dishes.

“Yumeno, would you mind moving elsewhere? I’ll be needing one of those bags”

“Nyeh. Fine.” Himiko sluggishly slid off of the bags, yawning and doing a stretch as her feet were planted on the floor.”

“Hey! What the hell do you need that for? Drop your phone in the toilet or something? Himiko was comfortable there, you know?” Tenko accused as she lunged into a fighting stance towards the unwelcome intruder.

“No, Chabashira”, they sighed. “It’s for tonight’s dinner preparations. I’d like to get a move on before Kirumi wakes up, to leave her with the least work possible. Do you understand?”

“Do I understand?” “Are you implying that I am stupid? Subordinate to you in any way?” “No, I do not ~understand~ what makes you think you can just take over Kirumi’s domain!” The martial artist’s tone had gotten yet more accusatory and she braced herself, preparing to attack.

“Thank you for taking care of the dishes. Doubly so, seeing as I highly doubt Yumeno was of much assistance, napping like she was.” Kiyo diverted the topic.

They had come to a conclusion that once Chabashira was onto a track of making accusations and assuming misogynistic intent, there was no possibility of convincing her otherwise. Bull-headed as they come, they pondered, yet she does put it to good use in protecting others. They would expect no less from a martial arts practitioner of her level.

“Don’t belittle Yumeno like that! She did carry some of the plates into here after all. Much more than you’ve done, barging in here and making her move when she wasn’t feeling well.”

“Ah, I see.” They responded, feeling sound in their assumption. “Regardless, I really do need to be get on with dinner, and I will be needing supplies from the drying rack behind you”

Tenko grumbled something to herself as she begrudgingly left the kitchen, Himiko falling doggedly behind not wanting to abandon the comfort of her rice bag throne.

Ah, yes, how dare I have the audacity to use the supplies in the kitchen when I was kind enough to cook for the entire class

they thought to themself sarcastically, only hoping Kirumi wasn’t treated in a similar manner on any other given day. Time to get on with it then.

Their plan was simple and straightforward. Chicken curry over rice. Uninspired, but the entire point had been to keep the prep time short. Before preparing breakfast- the main event for the day, they had already sliced all of the vegetables and meat, leaving only the cooking to be done.

With the industrial sized rice cooker set to begin on the hour, they decided to investigate the laundry situation, once again, expecting the worst. Or in the very least, expecting Yumeno to be nesting in a pile of clean clothes that had yet to be folded.

Throughout the day there had always been ample opportunity for the class to create more work for the maid. However, in her absence, they fully expected the others to leave the place trashed as soon as they were aware that the burden wouldn’t fall on poor Kirumi.

As they approached the laundry, they were unpleasantly surprised by the splashing noise of a puddle underneath their boot. Great. The water was flowing from the door to the laundry, out to the hallway where they stood, and it was creeping farther still.

“Oh! Shinguji-kun!” Gonta looked up towards the unexpected figure in the doorway. He was throwing towels down onto the floor to sop up the flood, but it didn’t seem to be very effective, seeing as the dozen or so he’d gotten so far don’t seem to cover it.

“Gonta really messed up this time. Sorry, Shinguji-kun. See, Gonta didn’t know that the washing machine can’t be all the way full, and now Gonta left an even bigger mess to clean up.”

“Hm. I suppose you wouldn’t know that if you’ve never been told before. Has anyone shown you how to do laundry before?”

“No. Gonta watched Tojo-kun before while he was helping to fold the clothes, so Gonta thought he knew how to do it by himself. Gonta was stupid not to ask for help.”

“I see. I can’t quite fault you for that. After all, was Yonaga not supposed to be helping?”

“Oh. Angie is folding the clean clothes. Well. Gonta think she is. Gonta not seen Angie for a while now.”

Great. She probably caused another disaster for them to sort out later. There’s no use worrying about it now. The first priority is dealing with the hallway flood before Kirumi wakes up.

“I’ll be back. If you would excuse me for a moment, I’ll get something to clean this up.”

Kiyo turned their head as they started out the door, only to be faced with the elegant silhouette of Victorian lace.

“Kirumi, dear? Did you rest well?”

Chapter 2 - Chapter 1

[chubby-kiyo]

Oy vey 😓 It has been a minute!

What has brought me back?

Well. Friends in the DR server I’m in were talking about how basically all of Kiyo’s (they/he) sprites with their long ass legs are that kind of “look at my thigh gap” pose that brings back ED Tumblr era memories, and thankfully we were all in agreement that the poor thing could use some meat on his bones.

But someone was just like consider - fat Kiyo. I’ve considered more than they could possibly imagine. People in that realm know of my *ehem* preferences, and a few of them share my tastes but idk if they knew that the literal @chubby-kiyo account is one of the people that they were talking to.

Right now I’m just thinking of this sprite that looks like something I used to do in the mirror to body-check, and I’m just imagining a full-figured Kork trying to contort himself into that position, but realizing his right hand is not going to be reaching anywhere near his left hip with all the extra pudge in between.

The way they look like they are always trying to comfort themself in their own embrace has just always been so soft. Let them be soft. I need fat Kiyo that gives themself a squeeze; wrapping their long arms across their waist and grabbing at the love handles that seem to be spreading farther apart and out of his reach.

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[chubby-kiyo]

Thinking about a royal chef trying to show their affection to a prince the only way they know how, with food. They serve him his favourite, extra-rich foods every night, leaving him desserts decorated in the shape of his favourite flowers, and always ensuring there is enough for him to enjoy seconds (and thirds). Since the chef knows they can never truly express their adoration, they'll have to settle for the small interactions they have with the prince, relishing every quick visit he makes to the kitchens to request a dish, the softening of his figure evident with each appearance. What was once a lean figure slowly fills out, and the chef knows they played a crucial role in that gain.

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The part of a stuffing that Izuru enjoys, aside from the rest of it, is trying to predict what changes will happen to Makoto’s body next. Will he gain weight or will this all be absorbed and used as energy? While most things are obvious, Makoto will be taking a nap soon, or he’d like some attention to his stomach, the less foreseeable parts are what draw his attention most.

Makoto could be laying on the couch, beached and struggling to take a proper breath, Izuru will be taking mental notes of where the thinks the next stretch mark will show up, as he already has the current map memorized, he pays very close attention to the detail of his creation—and still makes sure to give it a kiss.

He analyzes and makes a list of the food he feeds him, whether it’s healthier like a steak or junk food like some chips, or a dozen cupcakes, will the result go to his arms or to his stomach? Perhaps his legs, or his ass (which would be greatly appreciated in the long run)

While he brings another forkful to Makoto’s lips, he wonders what effect this one will have. If he doesn’t get the one he wanted, be assured the cycle will continue until he gets what he wants.

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[about a fictional man] he'd put on so much recovery weight bc of me

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Toko gaining weight cause she starts to eat better food proportions thanks to Komaru. While Komaru reassures Toko whenever she has body issues

yes yes very good

Komaru's always reminding Toko to take care of herself, and that includes making sure she gets enough to eat. I think Komaru fusses over Toko a lot and is always trying to feed her off her plate.

I imagine Komaru as being fat and I think that itself is some reassurance to Toko. like if Komaru is fat and pretty then Toko stops thinking that gaining weight will make her ugly or gross.

and of course Komaru is always showering her Toko with compliments. she loves her so much and thinks she's so gorgeous and she's glad Toko is happy and healthy. everyone's glad Toko is happy and healthy. we love Toko

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The creepers/under car rollers that mechanics use seem to mostly have a weight limit of 300lbs. 😳Which I totally didn’t learn by having horny thoughts about chonky Kaz.uichi snapping one in half or having to jack the car up higher to fit his tummy underneath. The thing snaps in the middle of a job and he‘s just under a random car like

Fuck. The brand is “husky” and the weight limit is still 300lbs 🥵

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i cant even remember what the bit i was trying to do here was

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sometimes i go a little bit crazy thinking about fattening up someone who's just a little bit too skinny. seeing someone with a thin, flat stomach or rock-hard chiseled abs makes the fucked up kink part of my brain go "oh my god you poor thing, you look so hungry, come here and let me spoil you and feed you until your tummy is nice and fat." i also can't help but think about all the sacrifices they must have to make to get that body, all the miserable diets they must have suffered through to maintain their figure. i just think about showing them a world of overindulgence and comfort instead, how badly i wish i could spoil them with tons of food and then comfort their full tummy.

i fantasize about stuffing them silly at every meal and rubbing away at the ache in their gut, watching them grow bloated and heavy because i've been overfeeding them for days and show no signs of stopping. i think about watching as their tiny, sunken-in little waist quickly melts into soft pudge under my fingers as their body desperately clings to all the calories they'd been missing. and then, once they've been properly nourished, i'd tease them for going soft and poke and pinch at their new fat. i'd give their soft, jiggly tummy plenty of rubs and kisses and spend lots of time loving all over their newly round, fattened, well-fed belly.

so yeah seeing someone with a flat stomach definitely lights up my kink brain, but it's because i can't help but think about how good they would look cradled in my lap with a fat belly full of food. to me, being well-fed is synonymous with being well-loved, so give me someone who looks hungry and let me nourish them, let me spoil them rotten until my love for them and their softening belly starts to show.

"feeding up someone who is skinny" not in a "let's ruin your body and make you unhealthy" way but in a "you look malnourished let me feed you lots of good food and nourish your body and take care of you" kind of way

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Doing away with the lame "character gets fat to indicate that they've become a huge loser" trope and replacing it with a new, cooler "character gets fat to indicate they finally feel fulfilled with life" trope

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That's good to know and I've gotten three visual aids done in a body visualizer what Kazuichi's chubby body might look like.

Oooh! Cute 🖤

Kaz is just. A chonky dude in my head.

Like sometimes seeing character sprites after living in my delusion for too long is just. weird. Like “wdym kaz, makoto, shuichi, mikan, kaede, and chiaki aren’t chubby?”