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🍰 Soft Exhibit is making a return…

The next part is already sketched — and trust me, it’s heavier, hungrier, and even more indulgent than before.

But while I’m deep in the folds of it (literally), I’ve got a question for you, darlings…

Should her girlfriend get fat too?

I know she promised to grow — and some of you have been very curious about seeing her join the feast.

Imagine those hips catching up. That sleek little frame softening. Her smug grin buried beneath a second chin.

Would you want to see her overfed and outgrown?

Let me know. In the tags, the comments, the reblogs. I’m all ears… and bellies.

Cass x

Soft Exhibit

A tale of surrender, softness, and the slow, steady beauty of a body built on indulgence.

She said yes. Her girlfriend did the rest.

Written and illustrated by Cass Evermore

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 38

This one hits hard. Ellie’s not just big — she’s broken. Or at least, they think she is. And maybe for a while, she believed it too.

Curled up in that too-small dress, eating her shame in greasy handfuls, scrolling through cruel little status updates from people who never mattered — until they suddenly did.

“W.H.A.L.E.” Oh Kate. So clever. So petty. If only you knew how many people would give anything to worship that much woman.

But Ellie’s not staying down. She’s huge. She’s heavy. She’s soft beyond belief. And she’s still here.

Let them talk. She’s going to make them choke on their words — one jiggle at a time.

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 37

That dress. That sweet, flirty thing. It used to hug Ellie in all the right places. Now? It barely makes it past her belly button. She stares at it like it’s a ghost from her past — teasing her. Taunting her. And I don’t blame her. I’d mourn it too.

But here’s the truth... she looks even better now. That same floral pattern stretched across her swollen belly, those thick arms, those soft, pillowy thighs. It’s not the same dress — but it’s the same girl. Just magnified.

And that chair? Oh, it never stood a chance. Ellie’s plush rear would need a whole loveseat now. That’s not a tragedy — that’s a dream.

She’s too big to tuck herself in anymore… but gods, imagine tucking yourself into her.

Cass knows what she sees. And it’s delicious.

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 36

Oh sweet Ellie… she used to skip up to that front door like a songbird in spring. Now? She waddles, flinching like her curves might offend the hedges. And I get it. When you've ballooned this big, even your own house feels like it's judging you.

The kitchen? Don't get me started. The blender that once whirred for smoothies now gathers dust while her belly brushes the counter. The mug is the same size — but her hand is different. Her arm. Her thighs pressing against the cabinets. Everything's smaller now, because she’s so much bigger.

And that helmet? Just one more relic from a life she left behind on the bathroom scale.

But here’s the thing. She's soft now. Doughy. Wide. Undeniably delicious. And every inch of her is a reminder of what indulgence can do. A cautionary tale... or maybe a fantasy come true.

I know what I see. And it’s not shame. It’s perfection.

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I Think I’m Into This…

Okay, so… this might be a bit much for some of you.

But I think I’ve figured myself out.

A few years back I used to be slim. Over time and little by little, my clothes clung tighter. My thighs started to kiss.

One day, I caught a soft little belly roll folding over the waistband of my jeans… and instead of pulling it back, I stared. I squeezed it. I blushed.

I figured I was just spending too much time drooling over WG comics and chubby girl art online.

But then?

Then I started liking it.

Like, really liking it.

Three months ago, I let go — let myself feel it. The second helpings. The late-night takeaways. The aching fullness after stuffing myself stupid. I leaned into the softness… and something clicked. It made me tingle. It made me wet.

And now?

+30lbs in three months.

I wake up heavier, hungrier, hornier. I see my belly in the mirror and I blush. I jiggle in public and bite my lip. I’m softer everywhere and I love the way it turns heads — sometimes confused, sometimes disgusted, but always watching.

So yeah… I think I’m into this.

And if you’re still reading?

Maybe you are too.

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 35

She thought if she stayed in the car, maybe she’d be safe.

But of course someone had to show up. Of course it had to be someone from before.

Kate’s words might’ve trailed off… but her face said it all.

Ellie wasn’t “Ellie” anymore. She was something else.

And even though Alex stepped in, the damage was already done.

This wasn’t just weight. This was exposure. Humiliation.

And all she could do was sit there and cry.

— Cass

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 34

Don’t look at me.

There’s a kind of exposure that has nothing to do with skin and everything to do with shame. Ellie’s body has become a burden — and she can feel it. Every wipe, every soft towel, every pair of eyes trying not to stare.

It’s not just fat anymore. It’s work. It’s discomfort. It’s public.

And all she can do is close her eyes and pretend… maybe for a moment… that this isn’t her.

— Cass

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 33

Shame doesn’t vanish just because the nurses are nice.

Ellie’s body has become a spectacle — a living event. Every movement jiggles. Every gesture ripples. Every kindness reminds her just how much she’s become.

Her thighs engulf the seat. Her hands tremble as she leans. And the softness she once feared is now… inescapable.

The weight is real. The gaze is constant. The transformation, as always… isn’t done yet.

— Cass 💗

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 32

Her body is bloated with sensation.

This isn’t just a fat suit — it’s alive. It responds. It breathes. It sweats.

Ellie can feel everything: the cool tickle of air across a roll, the unbearable heft of shifting her own mass… even the way her belly tugs at her shirt like it wants to take control.

She’s in there, she’s sure of it. But it’s getting harder to tell who’s watching who.

— Cass 💗

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Softly Drawn – Page Four

This belly’s only just getting started. You saw what one little sketch did. Imagine what he’ll draw next. I’m not just getting bigger — I’m becoming his dream on legs. Soft. Massive. Unstoppable. You better clear some space on the page, babe.

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Softly Drawn – Page Three

You’ve turned me into a whole-body fantasy. My thighs rub, my belly pulls my shirt up when I breathe, and don’t even get me started on these hips. One sketch and suddenly I’m too big for the damn chair. Gotta admit… kinda hot knowing he chose to see me this soft. And now I feel it with every jiggle.

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Softly Drawn – Page Two

You know that moment when you realise someone didn’t just imagine you a little softer... He imagined you huge. And then suddenly, your shirt doesn’t fit and your belly’s hanging out and your hips won’t quit. He drew me like one of his French fatsos. And I kind of... love it?

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Softly Drawn - Page One

I told him not to go overboard... but let’s be honest, I wanted him to. One little sketch and he’s already imagining my curves with extra cushion. There’s something about being drawn softer that just makes me melt. First time sitting for him... not the last.

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My dream girl living my dream lunch 😘🍔

Double burger. Double belly. Double trouble.

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Just a few strokes of pencil. A curve here. A swell there. And suddenly… I wasn’t the girl I used to be!

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 31

The nurse is gone, but her words cling like a second skin. “No doctor can save you.” “You’re mine now, sugar puff.”

And Ellie? She just lays there. Heavy. Wide. Full of questions and fear… and something else.

Because what if the nurse wasn’t lying? What if this new body—this soft, slow, beautiful burden—wasn’t a curse? What if it was a gift?

I think Ellie’s starting to feel it. And gods help me, I feel it too.

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Timelines – Chapter One – Page 30

“Jiggle your flabby, wobbly body…” That nurse knows exactly what she’s doing.

She offers Ellie her old self—young, slim, light as air. But it’s just bait. Just a flicker. A trap dressed as a gift.

Because the truth is: Ellie’s already hers. Every ripple. Every wobble. Every soft, overwhelmed breath. This isn’t a dream. It’s ownership.

And maybe Ellie was never meant to be skinny again. Maybe she was meant to be this. To be fat. To be slow. To be adored for it.