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Big Fat Boyfriends (pt 3)

“Oh Louis this get away was soo needed. It feels great to relax.”

“I can tell you’re enjoying relaxing there babes.”

”Oi I’m allowed to gain a little weight on holiday.”

“A little weight?! Tell that to the swimming shorts your fat ass can’t fit into.”

Harry and Louis had decided to take a last minute get away trip to a yacht just off the coast of southern Italy. The boys had always wanted to go, picturing themselves lying on the beach from working up a good tan on their fit bodies. What they hadn’t envisioned was their fit bodies melting away and turning into soft fat guts. This didn’t affect their dreams however. The two enjoyed their trip to the maximum, taking advantage of every thing Italy had to offer two budding tourists.

In the mornings they would walk from the docks to the local bakery where they had become quite good friends with the baker that worked there. The baker was a good looking man in his 20s, a tight tanned body that his apron hugged beautifully. They would ask for a loaf of his freshest bread and as a treat the baker would give them a little basket filled with his finest sweet treats. He’d always pass over the basket and wink at the two plump boys, examining their growing bodies. Then they would get back to their yacht and eat the whole basket plus whatever they had planned for breakfast.

The rest of the morning was filled with touching, examining and exploring each other’s bodies, feeling how the other had filled out their clothes. In the early afternoon they would return to the town to get some lunch usually eating more than any of the locals. The two boys had earned a reputation within the town, being known as the greedy British boys. The town didn’t mind it but in fact would help them out. On their way back to the yacht, where they would pass out for the remainder of the evening, the locals would give them food that they had left over. One rather large hairy Italian man had waddled over the pair with large pot of spaghetti. Louis and Harry tried to refuse but he insisted. The two of them found them selves stuffing their selves with whatever gifts they got before falling victim to a food coma till the evenings. The evenings were filled with more eating and chilling out on the boat deck looking out across the hot Italian ocean. One evening Harry was looking out at the ocean. He looked at the moon glistening on the surface of the sea. He then glanced over at his boyfriend who was lying on the deck slowly munching on some bread and olive oil as an after dinner snack. Harry saw how Louis thin summer shirt was stretched right across his soft midsection. Harry envisioned him in the ocean soaking wet with the moon light shining on his round belly. This gave him an idea.

Harry stood on the edge of the boat. He pulled off his shirt and pulled down his trunks leaving him stark naked on the end of the yacht. Louis looked up at his fattened boyfriend. His heart jumped at the sight of his belly sticking out, his soft ass cheeks almost becoming shelves and his hard cock sticking out in the darkness of the late evening. Louis stood up and pulled off his shirt. Harry smirked at him and dropped into the ocean followed by a large splash. Louis walked to the edge of the boat and saw Harry smiling up at him. Louis slipped off his trunks, wriggling to get them over his fattening thighs. He jumped in after Harry and quickly bobbed up to the surface to meet him in the moon lit sea. Harry pulled Louis closer, the guts pressed against each others. Harry slowly kissed his boyfriend’s neck working up to his ear, giving it a little nibble. He pulled away slightly whispering “I like how fucking fat you’ve gotten and I want you fatter.” With this, Harry then pulled Louis up and clothes, Louis wrapping his legs around Harry’s love handles. Louis leaned in and whispered “you have no idea how fat I want you to get. You’re gonna be huge piggy.” Harry smirks at Louis and then lowers him slightly onto his hard cock. Louis moans as Harry’s thick dick goes into him. Harry slowly starts to move Louis up and down his throbbing member whilst Louis chubby dick rubbed between their fat bellies. As Harry got quicker so did Louis. The two boys were moaning as their wet fattened bodies rubbed faster and harder together. Harry couldn’t hold it anymore and cam inside Louis fat ass filling him with hot cum leading Louis to quickly follow, covering both their bellies in his hot sticky cum. The night was filled with more kissing, fucking and feeding. This getaway was exactly what they needed to grow their waist lines.

Once the two boys returned off their getaway they truly realised the damage they had done to their figures. Their guts had ballooned, hanging over the edge of the waistband of all their trousers. The only thing they fit into was joggers. It’s the only item of clothing that can accommodate their large waistlines as well as their fattening asses. The two fat boys would stand next to each other as they got ready, struggling to fit into a single item of clothing. Watching the other barely even fit into size extra large made them so satisfied. “That trip has really done wonders for us” Louis says grabbing Harry’s underbelly and giving it a squeeze.

“It’s worked a little too well. Now we have no clothes that fit our fat assess.”

“Looks like I’ll have to get used to seeing your pig body all the time then huh fatty?” Louis said as he walked out of their bedroom in just his underwear. It cling tightly to his globe like ass cheeks showing every jiggle as he walked out. Harry, who was stuck in a shirt that was oversized just a few months ago, ripped the shirt off and chased after his large boyfriend. The pair now decided they were beyond clothes for huge bodies. Plus it made it easier to fuck after eating a huge meal.

Part 3 of my new story. Really feeling inspired to create stories again which is great!

[chubbyhl]

Big Fat Boyfriends (pt 2)

“I think I’ve started putting on weight!”

“You think? Babes I’ve been staring at your fat ass for weeks!”

“Oi! Anyways you can’t talk fatty! We can all see how your gut jiggles when you walk”

Harry and Louis were getting changed after a few weeks of regular stuffing. Harry was laid on the bed in just his underwear, arms behind his head as he observed his boyfriend return from the shower, his body glistening with the water he had dried yet. As Louis walked in with just a towel around his thicker waist, it was very noticeable that his extended belly was no longer just a bloat, but he has in fact started to get fat. His belly was permanently extended outwards, even slightly starting to droop over the rim of the towel. His chest was a bit perkier, his nipples looking slightly bigger and softer to touch. Harry could even see the development of little love handles that pushed on the edge of his towel. Harry got up out of bed. Louis looked over. The same could be said for Harry. His belly had become permanent pushing at the top of his boxers causing there to be a slight overhang to his belly. Whilst his chest stayed relatively the same, his ass very much did not. As he walked over to Louis, it was obvious that his backside had developed a bounce as he walks. Louis turned to Harry as he approached him. He put his hand around his waist and pulled him into him. The two boys looked down and saw their slightly squishy bellies pressed against each other. The both went insanely hard and both could feel the other get excited. They knew this is what they wanted more then anything.

Later that evening Louis and Harry prepared a feast for them to eat. They both got dressed up sat around the table stacked with amazing food. Louis could hear Harry’s belly rumble with excitement. They both took a seat and Harry filled both their wine glasses. “To a good meal and a fattening future” he said raising his glass. Louis raised his and the two boys then dug straight in.

After a long time of eating, going back for seconds, thirds and so on, Harry threw in the towel. He leaned back undoing the bottom few buttons on his shirt revealing his soft bloated belly. His trousers dug into his expansive gut. He gave his belly a pat which released a little burp. As he relaxed into his seat he looked over at his boyfriend.

Louis still eating. His belly was so bloated and pulling so hard on his clothes. He used his belly as a shelf for a plate of food which he was still stuffing into him. He had spilt food all down him self but didn’t care, just focused on eating and eating. Harry had never seen a sexier sight. He thought he was fat and bloated but looking at his boyfriend it was obvious who was the natural hog in this relationship.

As Louis cleared the plate off his gut, he looked over at Harry as he reached for another helping of food. “You’re not finished yet are you?” Louis said with slight worry in his voice.

“I’m beyond full babes I couldn’t eat more if I tried”

“Bullshit.” Louis said pushing him self off his chair. The extra weight of the food in his belly making it harder than he realised making him rock slightly before pushing himself up. He stomped his way over to the other side of the table and grabbed the tray of lasagna. “You eat this whole thing now and I’ll fuck you so hard tonight” Louis said standing over his full boyfriend. Harry was looking up at him, his bulging belly nearly touching his face. He had never seen his boyfriend so determined before. He picked up a fork and started shovelling the food into his already full belly. After a while of Harry filling himself, he couldn’t do it anymore. Louis took the fork off him and made sure he kept eating and eating. With this method it didn’t take long for Harry to finish the tray, but Louis wasn’t done. He pulled out a tub of ice cream. “Now we share this and then I’ll fuck you huh chubs?” he whispers into his ear. Harry couldn’t resist. He opens his mouth and lets Louis fill it creamy ice cream. It didn’t take long for the two boys to finish the tub.

Harry looked down at the damage that had been done and couldn’t believe just how fat he looked. He sighed and fell back into the chair closing his eyes ready to pass out. Louis sat on the floor next to the chair rubbing his hands up and down Harry’s thighs. As he sit there, the pressure on his belly was so tight. He looked down and notice how much his belly was pressing on his button up shirt. There were gaps between the buttons where his belly was visible. Louis felt so uncomfortable being restrained like that whilst Harry had his belly out on full display. He reached to unbutton them but then had an idea, one that would make Harry so horny they would be going at it all night even though the two boys were beyond full.

Louis got up leaving Harry still groaning away in his chair He went to the fridge and pulled out a 2 litre bottle of coke. He cracked open the lid and bought it into the dining room. Louis stood in eye-line of Harry. Harry slightly opened his eyes to see Louis stood there gulping down the whole bottle of coke. He watched as the bottles contents went down and his belly blew up. He could see his belly getting bigger with every gulp, the buttons straining more and more to contain his belly, the gaps getting wider and wider. As he polished off the whole 2 litre bottle, he took a deep breath and then let out the largest and biggest belch they both had ever heard. Louis smacked his belly and just on queue the bottom 3 buttons went flying off shooting across the room. His belly lunged forward causing his trouser button to also pop off. The rest of his shirt rode up becoming a strained looking bra, barely containing his softening moobs. Harry’s mouth was on the floor. He couldn’t believe how greedy and fat his boyfriend was but also how sexy and breathtaking he was. Even though Harry was full beyond belief, he shot out of his chair and pushed him self onto Louis, locking lips with him instantly and ripping off the remains of his clothes.

The two boys had never been hornier and it showed in the bedroom exploring each others bodies like never before. They were at it for hours until the food coma finally took the two piggies out. When Harry awoke the next day, he looked over at his naked boyfriend still passed out. He was so proud of his fat boy. As Louis laid on his side, his chest looked like boobs as they pressed together. His belly resting on the covers and his morning wood pressing softly into his under belly. Harry got up and went to the mirror. He rubbed his belly and felt the softness of it pinching and jiggling it. He turned around and saw his ass cheeks had expanded a lot possible even seeing the faintest line of a stretch mark. He thought back to him and his boyfriend just a month or two ago and how fit and in shape they both were and how different their lives had become now. Harry slapped his belly making it wobble as he opened up the delivery app to order breakfast. He knew this was just the beginning of his and his boyfriend’s gainer journey.

Part 2 of my new story! hope you guys enjoy!

[chubbyhl]

Big Fat Boyfriends (pt 1)

”Oh god. What did we do!”

“I’ve never eaten that much in my life”

“I look so fat omg”

Harry and Louis have collapsed outside of the fridge door, food scattered across the kitchen floor, both the greedy boys cradling their swollen midsections.

The evening started off like any other evening. The two boys had sat down for their meal and eaten an appropriate amount to be satisfied. However once Louis uttered the words “I’m still hungry” almost a primal instinct came over Harry. He felt the need to fill up his boyfriend till he couldn’t eat another thing. However it seemed to back fire on himself as well, as Louis had been fostering his feeder instincts. As soon as they were sat by the fridge door, Harry shovelling food into Louis mouth, Louis couldn’t help but join in and push Harry’s belly to maximum capacity.

After an hour or so the two boys bellies pushed tight against their shirts. They both collapsed rubbing their extended bellies.

”Oh god. What did we do!” Harry moaned slowly moving his hand back and forth on his bulging gut.

“I’ve never eaten that much in my life” Louis chimed in sounding slightly pleased with this accomplishment.

“I look so fat omg” Harry groan trying to look at his midsection but quickly collapsing back onto the floor. Louis glanced over to Harry and he must agree, Harry did look fat. Louis member started to grow filling up his already tight underwear. He enjoyed this. Not only seeing his boyfriend bloated and moaning but his own bulging belly that filled his clothes.

Louis lent over to Harry and started to rub slowly his belly. “You do look a bit chubby Harry.” Harry just moaned as Louis made circular motions around his gut. “I really like it Harry. You look so hot like this.” Harry carried on groaning but opened his eyes slightly. He too could now feel his underwear fill as his cock grew hard. It turned him on that Louis like his bloated body but also that Louis liked his own swollen gut. Louis realised how hard Harry was and started to rub his lower belly making his way down to his crotch. Louis placed a hand on Harry’s rock hard penis which was met with a moan of approval.

“How about we make this a nightly thing huh?” Harry said between moans. Louis felt his dick pulsate at the prospect of this. Getting to see his boyfriend bloated and big every night as well as his own body expanding. He couldn’t resist. Louis bent down and kissed Harry passionately on the lips. He made his way down his body kissing his neck, chest and finally his belly. Louis pulled up Harry’s shirt and started to suck lightly on his fluffy belly, feeling his belly hairs with his mouth. Louis belly was right above Harry’s face now and he couldn’t resist exploring it. He pulled his shirt off and started to make out with Louis belly button. His smooth skin stretched across his full gut. Louis started to move further down exploring Harry’s lower belly which became hairier and hairier until he reached Harry’s hard shaft. Louis slowly put Harry’s hard cock in his mouth slowly sucking on his tip. As Harry moaned he pulled Louis trousers and boxers down and was met with his throbbing cock, already leaking precum. Harry ran his tongue around the tip of his cock before putting the whole thing in his mouth. The two bulging boys were sucking each other off at the thought of them getting fatter by the day. Harry envisioned Louis and him in bed naked with their two huge bellies pressed against each other not even able to find each others cocks, instead fucking each others bellies. Louis envisioned Him and Harry breaking out of their clothes leaving them stark naked, their fat bodies on display for everyone to see. It wasn’t long till the two boys exploded in each others mouth, Louis collapsing onto his bloated boyfriend. It was on this moment they knew that their lives would change for good.

New story!!! Been away for a while but been uninspired recently. Hope this is alright for you guys. Hope to get the new few parts out soon!

[chubbyhl]

The Weight of Fame (part 4)

"What the fuck has happened to you!" was the first thing Harry's manager said to him when he saw just how big he had gotten in his time off. "You're a hog! No you're bigger then a hog you fucking whale!" Harry was in total shock. Of course he had gotten fat, he wasn't oblivious to the fact he weighed over twice the amount he weighed before, but he did not expect his manager to react like this. His manager now red in the face went over to the obese Harry and grabbed his jiggly belly shaking it in shock. Harry couldn't help but smirk as he felt his body jiggle. He looked at his manager with a slight smile but his manager didn't react the same as him. "My god boy. What are we going to do with you?" Harry's grin faded.

After many many hours of teasing, bullying, and very hateful things said to Harry about his weight gain, they settled on an agreement that Harry had another year to lose the weight before he could release music. Harry was so distraught. He was finally happy with his body and his lifestyle, even though he was over 300lbs. And he was also so ready to release new music for his fans, but now he couldn't even do this. He felt like he had to give up his happiness to keep his career. He had no choice. Harry heaved his fat body off the sofa and slouched upstairs to his bedroom. He grabbed some tight, far too small gym clothes and threw them onto his bed. He pulled off his tight clothes leaving his naked body on show. He waddled over to the mirror and felt up his huge body. He loved his huge body but there was nothing he could do. So we waddled back over to his bed, he squeezed into his tight gym clothes and headed to the gym.

The obese Harry stumbled onto the treadmill for the first time in well over a year, turned it on and started to run. Not even 5 minutes into running and Harry was sweating, soaking his shirt making it stick to his fat rolls. He was huffing and puffing gasping for air. He hadn't realised how out of shape he was. Yes he was obese but out of shape? He pushed through for another 5 minutes but he had to stop. Absolutly dripping in sweat he knew he needed help. He called up a personal trainer and before he knew it, he was round at Harry's home gym to train him.

After the first few weeks of Harry struggling to even do a star jump, he finally started to get fitter again. Even though his reflection showed his figure getting thinner, he felt good working out and getting fit again. But working out also made him realise how fat he truly was. When he ran on the treadmill he loved the feeling of his chest jiggling on top of his belly, and his belly slapping on his lap. Feeling his sweat drip down his back soaking his shirt just sealed the deal that he had truly ruined his body. He would love the feeling of being exhausted working out knowing that it would've been so easy for him a year ago.

Even though he was very on it with his working out, Harry couldn't stop eating. After each workout he would still stuff his belly full of food. It got to a point where Harry would work out loads but eat bigger, stopping him from losing weight. At the 6 month mark when his manager came back to check on him he wasn't happy with Harry's eating. "Harry Harry Harry..." he said shaking his head, "you've done well but come on chubs stop stuffing your face." Harry looked at his manager, with a half eaten burger in his hand and mouth full of the rest. After this Harry tried his hardest to stop his stuffing sessions.

Harry's weight was starting to drop now for good. Just a bloated soft gut was left for him to lose. His manager was very happy with this and started his album roll out. Photo shoots were being booked and promo needed to be done. However with Harry's soft figure still sticking around, he needed to go around it. His manager came up with the idea for Harry to wear corsets when out and being photographed. He was squeezed tightly into a corset every morning, his fat love handles barely squeezing in. He'd go around his day barely being able to breath and then get home and explode out of it. As he undid the tie his fat gut would push the corset open, his belly jiggling free.

The weeks passed and Harry was down to a good weight, still soft and still sporting a belly but it was easily concealed now. He was starting the roll out of his album and was in the spot light.

Harry couldn't lose the last few pounds however. He would sit at home after a long day and still longed for the huge body he once had. His little escape would be stuffing his belly in the evening to still feel his soft belly full and bloated. He would still find tight clothes and squeeze into them, stuffing his belly full and fat and feel his body expand out of the clothes. Harry had itched his gainer instinct and he couldn't get enough of it now. He couldn't wait for the next time he could let go and grow huge once again, maybe get bigger then he could imagine.

Thank you so much for you guys patience with this series. I hope you enjoyed it. I know it's a different ending than expected but I hope its a good difference. Again any ideas for new stories pls let me know. Thank you guys!

[chubbyhl]

The Weight of Fame (part 3)

As the months went by, the pounds kept adding up. Harry had really gone from fit, toned and in shape to now a mound of lard. His abs had stretched into a belly, now extended so far over his crotch, it was impossible for him to see his own dick. His chest and thighs grew thicker and bigger, pushing the seams of his clothes. But even though Harry now has a huge hairy body, he loved it. The feeling of a tight stomach after stuffing his belly all day, clothes he used to love bursting off his jiggly belly. There wasn't anything that Harry missed about being skinny, because being fat was so much better.

One morning as Harry put on a shirt, not even bothering to button it up already knowing his belly would bust the buttons off, he became intreigued by his weight. He hadn't actually stepped on the scales since putting all this weight on. He knew in his peak he was about 150lbs but he was wondering how much he had gained since those days.

Harry pulled the scales out and stood and looked at them for a while. Did he want to put a number on his weight gain? Did he really want to know just how big he had gotten or would that make him self concious of his huge size. As Harry rubbed his gut, he decided to give his fat friend Louis a call.

Since their last long phone call, the two had kept in contact over messages. Harry Loved talking to Louis, not even about getting fat but just everyday things. In fact when he thought about it, the two had hardly bought up the fact they both had stuffed their bellies fat. Harry decided to call Louis over his concerns about his big gut. He pressed to face time and after a few seconds of waiting, he answered.

Harry on his screen, even though he was not showing off his belly, still looked very chubby, his cheeks and double chin were becoming very prominate. On the other hand however, Louis looked how he did when they were in the band. Harry thought that he must have gained mostly in the belly and not in the face.

"You're alright Harry!" Louis said smiling, very happy to see his chubby friend on screen again.

"Yeah I'm great thank you! I've been eating pretty well" Harry said with a chuckle, pointing the camera at his belly, giving his gut a shake. Louis laughed at this and blushed slightly but then his face dropped slightly. "Whats up?"

Louis looked down at this body and then pointed the camera down. Harry did not see a big bulbous stomach like his, instead Louis body had gone back to how it was back in the band. "I had to lose it all Harry. My PR team said that if I was to be fat when I release my album, I'll lose my sex appeal and this album can't flop. I'm sorry Harry." Harry didn't know what to say. Now every member of One Direction had released music apart from him and he was still a fat slob. "I'll probably gain it back one day Harry, don't worry. I enjoyed being fat like I said, I just need this to go well." Harry understood but couldn't help but be disappointed with the outcome. He hung up the phone and plopped him self on the sofa, eating a tub of ice cream. Harry sat there filling his belly up bigger and wondered if this would last. Can he really stay this big? Would he have to lose it like Louis did?

As he began to spiral he then thought, why is he worrying about that now? He is still not close to the album being done, he still doesn't need to see anyone in public yet, and he still had a few months left before his PR team would ask for his first solo project plans. In the moment Harry decided to give in, and get as big as he could. He didn't know if this could last a few months or years but he knew he wanted to get as huge as possible. And so Harry did just that.

Harry walked to the mirror and looked at himself the next morning. His unshaven face and long hair showed how little he cared for his appearance. He then lifted his shirt up to reveal his big hair belly. He stood and looked at his fat body in the mirror, still finding it hard to believe that he was really this big. He placed his hands on his gut, gave it a violent shake and said "Lets get you nice and big" with a final big slap as he went to the kitchen.

For the next few months Harry spent every waking moment filling his lard covered body with greasy fattening food. He was expanding from every direction, unstoppable endlessly stuffing his gut. And he loved it. The feeling of his body pushing further outwards, the constant jiggling and movement of the fat. If he could get bigger faster he would because he loved this feeling so much.

In between the stuffing and playing with him self, Harry was inspired to keep playing new music and descovering his sound. It seemed that the more he expanded the easier it was for him to make new music. It took the pressure off him when he sat down at the piano and could feel his belly pressed against it.

Harry had now grown out of his clothes apart from his grey sweats. Everyday he'd walk around just in his underwear or jogging bottoms if it was cold. His fat covered body kept the rest of his body warm. Its huge size made sure to keep his privates covered as well.

As the final month of his break began to come to a close, he was also finishing up his album and all the songs he wanted on it. He called his manager and arranged a meeting for the last week of the month. Harry didn't even think to warn his manager of his change in appearance. He had significantly changed since he was last seen by anyone. He had truly never even thought to get this big let alone actually get to this size. He was most defenatly obese if not morbidly. But Harry loved it. He felt so relaxed and happy with his body and comfortable with his lifestyle. This however was all about to change.

Sorry that this next part has taken so long to come out. I've been very busy over the last week or so but I hope to get this story done this week. I hope you guys are still enjoying this story and where it is going. The story will be taking a different turn in the next part so I hope you enjoy that. Thank you!

[chubbyhl]

The Weight of Fame (part 2)

Harry had had an expansive first month or so of his break from being the mega pop star he was destined to become. After his descovery of gaining weight and the joys that come with it, Harry had now gone from fit, in shape, peak from to now slob, pig, round chubby and out of shape and he loved it. The excitement of trying on clothes to see if they can accommodate his growing frame or if he will pop right out of him was becoming thrilling. He knew he wanted to expand more, see how far he can take it.

Of course to achieve this, this meant he had to carry on eating terribly. His daily routine for meals consisted of, a whole packet of bacon stuffed into a buttery ketchup filled sandwich in the morning, with waffles coated in syrup, and a banana for good health (of course), then for a snack between breakfast and lunch he would eat half a tray of brownies. Then for lunch he would have nearly a whole roast dinner every day, making sure to coat everything in greasy gravy (but also eating his veg). He would then finish the tray of brownies afterwards and probably slip into a food coma until dinner time arrived. When he would wake from his nap, he could never be bothered to cook so instead he'd order a monster of a take out meal. Usually 3 99p burgers with 3 large fries to go with that, a family box of chicken strips, a box of cheese bites, 2 apple pies and 2 donuts. After he'd polish that off, Harry would always find room to eat a carton of ice cream as he watched his favourite TV shows before promptly passing out from another day of stuffing. It was no shock to him that he was starting to balloon very quickly. All of his clothes fit snug around his fat body, he couldn't escape the fact he was now fat.

Even though he loved his softer, relaxed body, he couldn't help but think what his ex-band mates would think of his piggish ways. He would lay in bed rubbing and jiggling his belly thinking about his band mates calling him names like "hog!" or saying "Jesus Christ Harry look at you, you have blown up like a whale!" Even though he was happy with his body the way it was and even wondered if he should keep growing, he couldn't help but think, "maybe this is too much, maybe I shouldn't be enjoying lazing around all day, stuffing my face and growing this big belly." He decided he would call his closest friend from the band, Louis, and see what he had to say. He knew he could trust Louis, after everything they'd been through together, they were always close and Harry knew he would help him out.

The next morning Harry decided to give Louis a facetime call and just show him the damage that he had caused to his waistline. As he pressed to call on Louis' number, Harry's heart began to race. What if he laughs at his rounded body? What if he takes screen shots and posts them to social media and the whole world knows how much of a fatty he is now? The worry built up further until the call was answered.

"Harry! You alright mate?" Louis voice put to ease all the worry Harry had just moments ago. "I'm good thanks, how are you doing?" Harry replied, unable to stop smiling just at the sight of Louis.

"I'm good thanks, good. I've been meaning to call you recently actually. I've got something I need to ask you."

Harry was taken aback by this. He had expected to be the one asking Louis something not Louis asking him.

"Yeah of course go ahead what is it?" Harry asked wondering what it could be.

"Alright but no photos and you can't laugh" Louis said as he propped his camera up on the kitchen side in his house. As Louis walked back, it became very apparent to Harry what Louis was showing him. Louis had gotten fat. Just like Harry Louis was squeezed into a tight shirt that barely covered the bottom of his belly. His chest seemed so soft that Harry could make out Louis nipples clearly. As Louis turned slightly, his love handles looked as though they could pop out the shirt at any moment. Even Louis' thighs and arse seemed bigger, filling his grey joggers full of fat. Harry didn't know what to say, he just sat there mouth open as Louis showed off his body. "I know. I'm a fucking pig. I just couldn't help it. I enjoyed relaxing for once and-"

"Oh thank GOD!" Harry interrupted.

"What do you mean 'thank god'?" Louis said,now confused. Harry now propped up his phone and stood back revealing Harry to be in an open buttoned up shirt and displaying a similar fatter figure just like Louis. Harry's fat was more around his belly and hips rather than Louis chests and bum but the two fatties were around the same size. "Your fat too?!" Louis said smiling.

"Yes! And I actually really enjoy it!"

"Me too!" Louis agreed. The two of them spent ages catching up now, talking about the joys of expanding and stuffing and growing and endlessly getting bigger. Before they knew it, they had been on facetime all day, having eaten together and showed off their bodies to each other. It wasn't until the very early hours of the morning when they finally hung up on each other. Harry collapsed into bed, in his boxers, now much more bloated than before. He was so happy to not be the only piggy from the group. For all he knew the rest of the boys could all be sporting huge guts like him and Louis. That night, Harry had the most peaceful nights sleep he'd had in years.

The next morning, Harry awoke and had his usual family sized breakfast when he was struck with inspiration. He had finally been inspired to write a song. He got up from the sofa and ran as fast as he could to the piano in the room. This was the first time he'd ran in a good 4 months. The jiggling of his body was a great feeling but how out of breath he was when he reached the piano was not fun. "I'm no... not running.... again..." Harry said out of breath as he plonked his fat ass on the piano.

Harry spent all day on the piano writing new songs for his first solo album. He finally was getting excited about music again. As he sat there playing piano, it never even crossed his mind that with a new album, comes press, photo shoots, talk shows, public appearances, music videos. At this moment he had completely forgotten about the weight he had gained and that was quite clearly visible. What would he do now?

Well he answered that question rather quickly. After the day writing songs, he decided to order a huge take out meal, the biggest order yet. Harry wasn't going to lose the weight just yet. He was only getting started. He enjoyed it too much, the feeling of his expanding body, knowing that he was not the only one gaining now. Why stop now when he had so many more clothes to grow out of.

Part 2 of this story. I hope you guys are enjoying the slower pace of these stories. i’m enjoying putting loads of detail in and really exploring Harry’s love for gaining

[chubbyhl]

The Weight of Fame (part 1)

It was 2016. The biggest band in the world was everywhere, 1 Direction. This was until the boys decided to go on a break, all now pursuing a solo career. But the one the fans were most excited for was the band's pretty boy, Harry Styles.Harry had been dubbed the leader of the band, with his insane vocal range and amazing good looks. The fans were obsessed with him and they couldn't wait to see what he brings when he releases his solo music.

Once the band were on their break, Harry began to realise the amount of pressure that was on him to create music that the fans would love but also what they wouldn't expect. Days began to pass and Harry struggled with even stepping foot in the music room at his house. He had developed such anxiety around starting his own solo music. He decided to call up his manager and explain. Thankfully his manager was very understanding of the amount of pressure he was under and said for Harry to take some time off an enjoy his life now that he was out of the band with no responsibility.

Hearing those words relaxed Harry instantly. After that he would walk around his huge mansion in his underwear, eating ice cream for breakfast, watching hours and hours of TV that he never had the time for before. He loved relaxing so much, he forgot what it was like. The boys in the band were always kept on a tight routine. They always had to be up 6am to work out as if the boys weren't in fit shape at all times for the fans then they would lose that sex appeal when selling songs. After that it would be tour rehearsals or recording studios, followed by performances and shows, it was never ending. They would be lucky to even get 6 hours of sleep a night. So now getting to sleep in till 1pm, eat what he wants and just lay down relaxing, this was all that Harry wanted.

As the weeks went by, Harry had still not been struck with inspiration for any new music. He would be feeling anxious about this but to be honest he was not worried at all. His manager said he could have up to a year off if he felt like it so Harry was in no rush to get off his ass and record. Whilst his lifestyle for the past few weeks hadn't changed, his body sure had. Harry had gone from a 2 hour work out a day to not even stepping foot in a gym once. And to add to it, he hadn't been eating the best either. Filling his days with eating sweet treats and fast food, his body didn't resemble the pop mega star that he was just a few weeks ago.

One morning Harry got out of bed and walked over to the mirror. As he looked at him self he was surprised by the Harry that was looking back at him.

Harry noticed how his tank top clung tightly to his protruding belly. His belly poked out far and his love handles rounded out his silhouette. Harry rubbed his hand over his softer frame, feeling the warm fat that was covering his once rippling abs. Harry had expected to feel disgusted in his self that he had let him self go to become this chubby lazy slob, however he kind of enjoyed the softness of his body. The jiggle that ran through his gut as he walked, the soft warm pillow that was always on him, he even enjoyed how tight his vest top clung to his skin. He grabbed his phone and snapped a photo of his body. He was happy with these changes, they almost resembled how free he was now. Before the regiment of keeping fit felt like he was a prisoner but now with his soft expanded frame, it was like he was breaking free of those expectations.

Now that he had realised the toll his new lifestyle had taken on him, this inspired Harry to carry on relaxing. He has never in his life had this freedom to eat what he wants, do what he likes, not worry about public opinion. He wanted to take advantage of this new found freedom and carry on with this slobbish lifestyle.

As Harry stuffed him self full of greasy foods, he began to wonder how much weight he had gained. He decided to try on a shirt that he loved to wear when he was fit. He wanted to see how he filled it out now with his round soft gut. As he put it on, his arms felt squeezed into the tight arm holes. As he tugged it over his shoulders, he realised just how difficult it would be to button up. He grabbed both sides of his shirt and sucked in and tried to button them up. As he did up the bottom 4 buttons, he couldn't hold hid breath for any longer, releasing his jelly belly.

His gut filled the shirt to its max, pushing threateningly against the buttons and pulling hard at the seams. Harry looked at his body, and couldn't be more excited. Just as he did with his tank top, he loved the feeling of his big body pressed against his tight, too small clothes. He pushed his belly out further and one of the buttons popped off flying across the room. Harry couldn't help but crack a smile. He thought what it might be like to grow too big for his clothes. What if one day he puts on a shirt and his belly is hanging out, or his jeans pop open due to the amount of fat he has added to his frame. This idea got the singer so excited, he needed to know what it was like.

The next week or so were filled with fast food, pints of ice cream, thick cream, soda, and pastries. Harry was determined now to grow out of his clothes. He thought about what his band mates would think of him growing fat like this. Would they be disappointed with him, disgusted with his piggy ways, or would they be proud of him for letting go, finding comfort and relaxing for the first time?

One night after a long day of eating, Harry had become very bloated, his belly hard with how stuffed he was. He decided to try on another shirt he really liked when he was skinny. When he picked up this shirt he looked at it and then down at his bloated gut, he knew there was no chance it would fit. When he was in shape this shirt was always a little tighter especially around his chest but now his gut stuck out way further than his chest did. He took the shirt and squeezed it over his head, he pushed his thickened arms through the tight arm holes and then attempted to pull the shirt down over his big belly.

The shirt couldn't even reach his jeans, a sliver of his hairy gut was exposed and this was when he had stretched it over his belly. His love handles slightly spilled out of the top but it wasn't till he lifted his arms that his whole gut was exposed. The tight shirt rolled up instantly exposing his whole belly, his love handles popping out with a little jiggle. The top resembled more of a crop top now only covering up his soft chest. Harry rubbed his belly and was so pleased with it. This shirt was unwearable now, he had grown too relaxed and soft to even get away with it. He was proud of his growth on his time off but he couldn't help but think, what if he got bigger?

New story detailing Harry Styles break from music and what he discovers about himself. I know this story may seem similar to another story I did but I plan on going into much more detail and exploring a different ending so I hope you enjoy!

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Harry’s greedy habits can not be contained to his dress shirts. His huge bulging belly spilling out exposing his piggish ways

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When Louis befriended a gainer it became impossible for him to stay slim. The gainers fat filled life style rubbed off on Louis cursing him to become one massively fat man endlessly stuffing his ever expanding body

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Some more unused Harry Styles pics from my recent story. He’s so much bigger here and he still looks so proud displaying his huge obese body for all the fans to enjoy

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Some unused images from my story I posted recently. Love these images of Harry developing a nice chubby belly. He always looks so cute and pleased with his growing figure

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Enjoying life (Harry Styles)

During the 2000s, Hollywood portrayed the best body type for men across the world is to have a toned stomach, bulging muscles, be in shape constantly and to be incredibly fit. This portrayal of male bodies made them spend hours and days in the gym pumping iron, running on treadmills, getting hot and sweaty and then aching from all the work they would put into their body, starving them selves of enjoyment. The ideal male body just became harder and harder for men to achieve that they began to go crazy trying to achieve it. They would take steroids and guzzle down protein powder and spend endless hours in the gym to try and get that body every man wanted to achieve to have the media deem them as "attractive".

Unfortunately even today male celebs feel this pressure to stay constantly in shape with the rise of social media and constantly on show. One of these celebs is fan favourite, Harry Styles who was one of these many men stuck working out all the time trying to have the perfect body. Constantly on a world tour, wearing revealing clothing meaning most of his spare time was spent in the gym endlessly working his body to its whits end. Harry's body was in peak fitness yet this never seemed enough for the tabloids or fans who still critiqued his arms or chest or whatever wasn't "perfect". Day after day he would go to the gym to keep his toned body in check but it still didn't feel enough for him.

He was quickly approaching the end of his tour however and Harry planned on going into hiding for a few weeks and take a rest from constantly being seen and judged and looked at. And that day finally came. He had finished his world tour with great reviews and many people saying he deserved a long break, and that he agreed on. Harry got back from his tour into his huge house in Hollywood and he immediately ripped off his travel clothes leaving him in his tight white brief underwear and sunk into his huge bed, quickly fell straight asleep.

Harry arose the next day at around 12pm having slept for hours. He stretched and yawned and then decided he couldn't be bothered to go to the gym today or even get out of bed for that matter. He just wanted to lay there in his comfortable sheets doing nothing. After about an hour of being in and our of sleep, his stomach began to growl with hunger. He looked at the time and realised that it was 1pm and he hadn't eaten anything all day yet. His stomach did a monstrous growl and he knew he had to eat something big and quick. He grabbed his phone and pulled up the first fast food place he could see and ordered everything off their breakfast menu. About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door. Harry pulled him self out of bed and stumbled down to the front door, still just in his underwear. He opened the door still half asleep, grabbed the 2 large bags of food, tipped the delivery man and thanked him and then closed the door, quickly going back to his bed. Harry sat there and ate the whole contents of the two bags with ease. As he polished off his sausage sandwich he fell back into his bed. Harry rested his hands on his extended stomach, bloated with food. He hasn't been this full in a long time, years maybe. It felt good to be full of food, to not worry about if he looks bloated or fat right now, he just enjoyed the sensation of food. As he rubbed his stomach feeling his rounded torso, he felt a pulse in his briefs of excitement. He was confused by this as he'd never felt this way about being bloated and full, but then again he'd not been this bloated and full for a long time.

Harry spent the rest of the day laying around in his underwear, snacking on the odd bits of junk food he could find in his house. He could't stop thinking about what happened in his underwear earlier however. Was he really turned on by being that full and bloated? He had heard about people that enjoyed eating and being fed but those type of people were huge gainers, he wasn't one of those surely?

Harry spent the next few days doing very little. His routine had become waking up late into the day and spending the rest of the day eating and lazing around in nothing but his tight briefs. These last few days for Harry had been the happiest he'd been in years. He felt the pressure of everyone else leave him. He didn't have to worry about the fans, the paparazzi, the magazines, his PR team. He could just live his life how he wanted to and at the pace he wanted to and that was very slow and very lazy. But he enjoyed being lazy and enjoyed eating what he wanted when he wanted and enjoyed not having to work his body till he couldn't move in the gym. He had no desire to go back to the life he had had just days ago.

A few days of this lifestyle turned quickly into weeks. He hadn't cooked a meal in weeks, he hadn't put on proper clothes in weeks, he hadn't gone to the gym in weeks, he hadn't left the house in weeks but he had enjoyed him self finally. He had found a routine he felt comfortable living in and it started to show. As Harry tucked into his second burger for his breakfast, his belly, now much softer and less defined then the post tour body he had a few weeks ago, spilled over the edge of his shorts. His softer chest slightly deforming his nipples as he slouches, his love handles started to push down his shorts, even slightly revealing the top of his butt crack which was also due to his expanding backside. Harry had gone from ideal male physic to now a softer chubby version of that. He still held some muscle definition in his arms but a lot of his body was now covered in a soft layer of fat. As always, Harry polished off the last of his large greasy meal and leaned back on the bench he was sitting on in his garden. He rubbed his gut and let out a little burp. As he rubbed his belly, the usual hardness of his abs wasn't there, instead a softness and warmth. He looked down and saw his belly spilling over the edge of his shorts. Harry's face went warm and red as he put both hands on his bloated stomach. He was touching it in shock. He'd never seen him self so soft before. He started to panic about what people would say if they saw him, what the photos would look like, how he'd look on tour with a jiggling belly, how people would point out how big he'd gotten. As he thought these things, that same pulse in his briefs was felt. His large member grew hard and excited by the prospect of people pointing out his growing belly, his jiggling belly on stage as he dances around. He enjoyed that thought a lot and even thought about how it would be if he got bigger than this and he became even harder and even more excited by that thought. He spent the rest of the day eating and lazing around stuck in thought. He didn't have any commitments any time soon nor did he have to leave the house and be seen publicly. This sparked a thought in his head. Why not explore the possibility of getting bigger? He was enjoying his current lifestyle much more than the life he had before, why not give into it, see how far he can go with it? At that moment Harry ordered him self everything off the menu from the fast food place in town and spent the evening filling is softening belly with the greasy fatty foods.

Over the next few weeks Harry spent every waking hour of the day eating. As soon as he woke up he'd make him self stacks of pancakes or waffles covered in syrup and butter. He'd follow that up with a thick milkshake and then snack on cereal bars till lunch time came. For lunch he would order 3 large burgers and 3 large chips, chicken strips and cheese melts and a huge cup of soda. After snacking all afternoon on muffins and cupcakes came the main event: his dinner. He would go full out ordering from the finest restaurants everything off the menu. He would spend the rest of the evening stuffing all the food into his chubby cheeks and filling up his growing gut. He couldn't get enough of the feeling of being full. He loved at the end of the day when he'd lay in bed rubbing his big bloated belly feeling his softening gut grow bigger and bigger. He became so in love with this lifestyle that he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. He had gone too far to the fat side.

As Harry lay rubbing his fat body he thought back to how hard life was trying to stay in shape just a month or so ago. He would spend hours in the morning training just to feel unhappy about himself but now he didn't get up till early afternoon and spent his days eating and growing and he couldn't be happier. He thought how other men must feel having to appeal to the standard of beauty when all they want to do is eat and enjoy life. This gave Harry an idea. He called his PR team to come round first thing in the morning to have a discussion about his next career moves.

That morning Harry arose earlier then usual. He quickly hopped in the shower and then put some clothes on for the first time in weeks. He noticed how his shirts clung tight to his expanding middle and how his jeans squeezed tightly to his juicy ass and growing thighs. He made a mental note to buy some looser more comfortable clothes. When his PR team arrived they did notice Harry's fuller figure. No one said anything, thinking he'd just enjoyed his time off that's all. Harry pointed them to his sofa and they all sat down as he stood in front of them. "I want to talk about where I want my career to go from now on and I want to stand for something that I firmly believe in. Before my break I was known as a very attractive and very fit man who had, some may say, the ideal body, however this wasn't enough for a lot of people and not enough for me. I felt like shit all the time. I spent hours in the gym trying to be the best I could and it was never enough and I realise now that it'll never be enough. That is why i decided to experiment with my life style, resulting in this." Harry lifted up his shirt to reveal his soft belly and his lack of abs. This reveal was met with a round of gasps from his team who hadn't expected him to get quite this big over his break.

"I understand that this," Harry grabbed his belly and shook it, "isn't what you'd expect me to do in my break but I have enjoyed my break, enjoyed my time relaxing and eating and feeling full and content."

His PR team all seemed confused and some now worried for Harry.

"What I'm trying to say is that I like this. I like being fat. In fact I want more of it. I want it bigger. And I want to show men that you can be hot and sexy and FAT. I've had enough of fitness culture making men feel shit about themselves. It's time for the fatness culture to take over."

With this a few of his PR team all smiled and looked at each other. They all agreed to follow through with Harry's vision and wanted to support him in his growth. Harry was so happy to get this seal of approval and to celebrate, he got the whole team a large order of take out to share (even though Harry ended up having most of it for himself).

Later that week Harry would make his first public appearance since his break. He didn't want to shy away from his new body, instead he wanted to show it off to the world. Show how proud he was of his growth. He had a custom teddy bear crop top made for him that showcased his round gut perfectly. His first public outing was a press conference that he had arranged to talk about body positivity. When he entered the room, belly first of course, the room all looked at him in shock, even a few people couldn't hold back their gasps. Harry took a seat as the paparazzi snapped photos of Harry Styles and his new fat gut. Harry smiled slightly excited by this reaction. The shock and horror on peoples faces made him excited to keep growing and showing that off.

At the conference he spoke in detail about how sad he was before his break where he discovered his love for eating and enjoying food. He said how Hollywood and the media put so much pressure to look perfect but why cant a belly and a soft chest with thick thighs and a fatty bum be perfect too. The whole room stood up in applause, some even cheered for him. Harry was so happy that his first time out the house was met with such positive reaction. He couldn't wait to show the world more of what he was made of.

Over the next few days Harry took part in photo shoots displaying his fat figure in fashion magazines. He gave interviews about his weight gain and how he loved it and promoted men to try it if they feel down about their current body. The whole world was talking about Mr Harry Styles' belly. The reveal was met with many positive people praising him for letting go and enjoying life. He even inspired some celebrities to join him in their exploration of weight gain. As well as positive feed back, Harry was met with some negative feedback as well. Some fitness freaks began to slate him for promoting an unhealthy life and how people shouldn't strive to be fat but should all work for abs and strong muscles and be in perfect shape at all time. For some reason this didn't affect Harry negatively at all. One morning, Harry was reading some articles about his weight gain and came across one calling him names like "Fatty Styles" or "A pig in nice clothes". These names made his member throb and he got very excited. Seeing them call him them names inspired him and pushed him to keep gorging and keep getting fatter. If they wanted him thinner he was gonna go bigger than ever before. Harry looked down at his gut and slapped it saying "you aren't going anywhere" and stuffed his face with a full burger.

Harry was blowing up. Figuratively and literally. He was doing photo shoot after photo shoot displaying his growing belly. He was the headline of every tabloid and magazine with his fat belly on the front of every one. The fat guy was literally everywhere. Harry also couldn't stop eating. His gaining journey became less about empowering people and more that Harry had just become addicted to stuffing his belly and he loved it. Every day he would eat enough food to feed a large family. Members of his team would have to buy new clothes for him every week as he couldn't stop growing. He would go for fittings but he would never fit into them a week later. His expanding body was constantly on full public display as well and he loved every second of it

The paparazzi would have field days whenever Harry was out and about. He would walk the streets shirtless stuffing his face with some fast food or sugary filled dessert. Harry loved the public attention he got from his huge jiggly body. Since he had gone public with this weight gain, he had continued to gain an excessive amount of weight. One reason was due to the fact Harry just loved eating and honestly couldn't stop but another reason was because of how excited he got from his expanding body. As he felt his waist line get wider, his love handles grow further out, his chest start to droop, this hips and bum grow outwards and his limbs fill with fat, he couldn't help but get turned on by it. He began hooking up with an old friend, Louis Tomlinson, who loved to encourage Harry. He has never been this excited by his own body ever. He loved filling his stomach till he couldn't move and then commit sexual acts with Louis. Louis even loved walking around with him showcasing just how big he was helping Harry become.

It had now been 9 months since Harry had first gone on his break and had gone from 155lbs to now 250lbs of fat. He had honestly never been happier or fatter in his life and he loved every second of it. One morning when he woke up after a large stuffing he got out of bed and went down to the kitchen to grab some sweet treat to fill his morning hunger. He accidentally dropped his fork as he went to sit down at the table. As he bent down to pick it up, his tight over stretched weight brief underwear split right down his ass crack. As he quickly stood up he ran to the full length mirror. He turned around and saw just how large his arse had gotten. It had burst the seams to his underwear and revealed his large fatty bottom. As he stood there he took in the rest of his body. He pulled on his love handles, rubbing his belly and watching it jiggle. He rubbed his chest and saw how his once defined pecs had softened and drooped into moobs now. Harry was getting so excited and turned on that he called Louis to come round immediately to stuff him and make him fatter than ever.

Over the next few months Harry carried on gracing the front cover of every magazine displaying his now huge figure. They wanted to show the world what had happened to the fit and in shape Harry Styles and Harry loved to show it off. He loved talking about his gaining story, how he felt better fatter and how other men should gain to feel free. Now breaking 300lbs he had officially become the face of fat and obese men all over the world. His display of gluttony and enjoyment of food encouraged so many men to go from fit and switch to fat. A lot of celebs like Tom Holland, Chris Evans, Evans Peters, the Jonas Brothers all had stopped working out and started enjoying stuffing themselves with food! Harry had really changed the face of man-kind with his unleashing and accepting his gluttonous behaviour.

As much as Harry enjoyed how much he changed how men percieved their bodies and looking after them, he much more enjoyed the feeling of his own and his own exploration into his gaining. He had never realised when he was skinny but he quite obviously had a gaining kink. He loved the feeling when his belly was filled to the brim full of fattening foods. He loved being teased and showcased by his lover out in public. He loved when he played with his own huge body but he enjoyed more when others would play with this jiggly body. Louis, when he came round to stuff Harry and relieve him, would always grab Harry's underbelly and jiggle it mocking just how fat he had become. He would show images of him from before his break and tell him how much of a pig he was for letting him self go. All these things made Harry absolutely crazy. He couldn't get enough of it. He'd sometimes beg Louis to mock him and play with him he was so desperate for it. Without realising Harry's desire to be empowering had also become his desire to be a huge fat hog and he loved it so much.

As time went on and Harry descended further and further into obesity, flying past the 300lbs mark, the past image of the fit and toned Harry Styles was a distant image. He had truly accepted his life as a huge fat hog now. When he went out and about, strangers would bring him food like hot dogs or burgers and he loved accepting them. He would stuff it all straight into his fat cheeks, making it not even last a minute. Some fans would ask to poke his belly or hug him as to feel his soft middle and of course Harry couldn't resist. Every so often he would get a male fan come up to him and say how he inspired them to get fat too. These moments were Harry's favourite moments. To see that he had not only made him self a huge fat hog but inspired other men to let go and unleash their inner pigs too, it truly warmed his heart. Harry was so proud of the impact he had had on men.

As his two year anniversary of his first break was coming up, Harry had decided he wanted to go back on tour. Now at 360lbs, Harry thought it was time to tour the world as a new man, a fat man. Just before his tour started however, he took a vacation on a boat for a week or two just to have a final relax. He loved putting on tight speedos in front of the paparazzi. It would showcase every inch of his hog body, putting it all on show leaving nothing to the imagination.

Harry's tour was a smash hit. He loved spending every night on stage, wearing barely enough clothes to cover his huge body. His fans loved it too, watching the giant man jiggle around stage. He would have seconds of his show where he would sit and eat food that fans had thrown at him to eat. He would show off his new shapes and curves by jiggling his huge gut for the fans to cheer and clap at. He felt like a proper circus hog, performing for food and to grow fatter. And that he did. By the end of the tour Harry had cracked the 400lbs mark. On his final show he thanked the fans for standing by him but more importantly for keeping him well fed and fat. He admitted he was worry about losing weight on tour but his fans made sure that he wouldn't lose a pound and instead gain 40.

Harry then end back home to his trusty feeder Louis. Louis was happy to have Harry back in his hands. The first night back he admired the work the fans had done to his piggy. "Your fans really know how to keep you well fed huh?" Louis said as he pulled off Harry's tight shirt. "But let me show you how I stuff my pigs." And with that Harry went back to being fattened and stuffed by Louis. This was the life he had always wanted. He loved being this big and loved every stage of his weight gain prior but he couldn't wait to get even bigger. He knew he couldn't stop even if he wanted to but he most definitely didn't want to ever stop being a huge fat hog.

This is a story based around AI images that I created recently. I have really loved writing this story and really put in a lot of effort with it. I have slightly teased other celebs in this story so if you would like to hear a story about their gaining experiences then please do let me know. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I loved writing it <3

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Having so much fun exploring these new ai features. Here are some of my faves of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson

Cant wait to get a story going based off some of these pictures!!!

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Hi all. Long time no see. Do you uh. Wanna see some fat Harry AI images I found.

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Idk if you're still in to chubby Larry. But imagine X-Factor era Chubby Louis with a soft belly that presses up against his shirts. He meets Harry and he is head over heels in love, but thinks Harry would never feel the same because of his weight. As the boys start to grow in popularity, management and other people start to get on Louis about his body and weight, resulting in more insecurity. Harry doesn't like that one bit and comforts him, with them falling in love.

I am def still into chubby hl! and I have such a soft spot for curvy baby louis, I just know harry would adore and spoil him endlessly

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AND HE WAS SO THICK THAT NIGHT. BUSTING AT THE SEAMS.