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New Selection of Weight Gain Stories!

Hotel de la Gorda

Michael Robinson is on a family holiday at Hotel de la Gorda. There he falls in love with a sweet Chubby Swedish boy called Tobias.

Will a holiday romance blossom?

Fat Tyler

Fat Tyler is back from college and has gotten himself in a bit of a fix. Will his greedy nature help him to find a solution?

Overly Insatiable

Irish teen, Patrick, has been in a motorcycle accident causing him to lose his short term memory - with unexpected consequences.

The only Fat Fable based on a true story!

Twin Cheeks

Dyson dreams of being fat but he can never bring himself to overeat. It seems like his dream will remain a fantasy until his mysterious cousin comes to visit.

Queer Eye for the Fat Guy

23 year old Robbie, signs up for a TV show as a last ditch effort to keep hold of his girlfriend, Sarah.

All these and many more available to read for free at https://www.fatfables.com/

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A taste of my new gay gainer holiday romace: Hotel de la Gorda

You can read the whole story for free at the link below:

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Half an hour later and all of the family, in well-fitting swimwear, were sunning themselves by the pool. A waiter came by and Dave ordered five large cool local lagers. Pete ordered for himself.

“Damn it’s hot!” Dave complained as he took a huge swig of his beer, downing half a plastic cup full in one go.

Pete looked knowingly at April: “It’s going to get up to 42 today, and it may even be 46 by the end of the week,” he said.

“What a scorcher!” Marie said, mopping the sweat off her perspiring brow.

“Who wants to go for a swim?” Jakey asked, rising from his sunbed, the front of his ball shaped belly and puffy chest clearly burned bright red.

“Wooh! You need to use suncream! How many times have we told you!?” Dave reprimanded his son.

Jakey protested that he hadn’t been out of the UK since he was eleven, but knew from the pain that he was already feeling that he had made a mistake.

“Put some sunscreen on your brother, please,” Marie said.

Michael sighed as his rotund younger brother sat down in front of him. Michael took the suncream and poured a very generous amount onto his hands before reaching around the sides of his brother’s muffin top and began to rub the cooling cream into his stuffed belly.

As he was doing this he spotted a slightly chubby blonde boy of about his own age walking along the far side of the pool. The boy, who was late teens or early twenties, had piercing blue eyes, and strolled with purpose towards the edge of the pool. He stood with his toes overhanging the edge by just the same amount that his little starter belly overhung his yellow swim shorts. He turned and waved to what must have been his mother and yelled; “Hej mamma! Kolla på detta!” Before diving graciously into the cool water.

Michael watched with intent waiting for him to resurface. When he finally did come back up the cute blonde boy swept back his now soaking wet hair and rubbed his eyes, before turning to gain the plaudits of his Mamma, who wasn’t paying him any attention.

“What language was that?” Michael asked.

“Eh?” April replied.

“What that guy just shouted, what language was that?”

“Swedish,” Pete replied. April gave him a very impressive smile.

“Clever clogs!” Dave retorted, frustrated that he couldn’t answer his own son’s query.

The Swedish boy looked over at the fat British family burning in the sun, clearly something had alerted him to the fact that they were talking about him. He made eye contact with Michael who quickly looked down, feeling ashamed that he had been caught staring. 

Unfortunately for Michael only more shame was forthcoming as he looked down the back of Jakey’s loose red board shorts and unconsciously stared deep down into his younger brother’s hugely soft and ever widening arse crack. It was at this point, with his creamy hands gently cupping Jakey’s sticky-out fat-laden moobs, that he realised that he had a boner. He let go of his brother’s breasts in shock and pushed Jakey hard in the back.

Jakey yelled,  “Oi!” and stood up quickly, causing his bright red belly to jiggle.

He turned around to face his brother and was about to say: “What was that for?” when he noticed the obvious outline of the bulging penis in Michaels’s new fitting board shorts.

He yelled, “What the fuck? I knew you were gay!”

Michael's face was as red as Jakey’s belly and the whole family turned and stared at his embarrassment. He could have died right there and then, only he noticed the Swedish boy in the pool looking over at him; he was smiling and giggling and gave Michael a friendly wave and wink. Michael waved back with his left hand, as his right hand was placed strategically over his crotch.

“I told you he wouldn’t grow out of it,” Dave said to his wife.

Marie suggested that they all go and get changed. Jakey had already had too much sun. And it was almost time for lunch...

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Twin Cheeks: The Return

The third and final part of my gainer trilogy.

Dyson had only been at college for two weeks when he saw him. At first he thought that he must be seeing things, that he must surely be imagining it. Surely, it wasn’t possible that Tyson was going to the same college as him? What were the odds?

He had only met his incorrigibly heavy set cousin once before, but he was never going to forget a body like that. Tyson’s belly had ballooned massively since he had last seen him in the spring. That was only six months ago, yet it appeared that Tyson had managed to smash way past his graduation goal of 350 lbs.

He watched the mesmerising belly bobble and bounce as it strolled purposefully across the courtyard and into the campus Subway. Dyson hid his own slim frame behind a tree and peered nervously towards the automatic doors waiting for his cousin to exit; he had to be sure that it was really him.

Tyson reappeared from the sandwich shop ten minutes later carrying a take out bag that seemed to contain no less than three foot longs. His tanned belly, already straining, hung low out of the bottom of his orange t-shirt. The same type that Dyson wore. Tyson took a seat on a bench in the courtyard and unwrapped his first Meatball Marinara.

Dyson watched dumbstruck as Tyson greedily gnawed away at the extra long greasy sub. 

How could this guy eat so much?

Continue reading for free:

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Twin Cheeks: 2

“So how are you feeling now that graduation is finally out of the way? Do you have any plans for the summer?”

Dyson stared at Jeanette. What an inane question. Why didn’t she ever just get to the point that she was trying to make?

“It feels good to finally be done with high school,” he mumbled, eyes back firmly on the floor.

“And how’s your relationship with food at the moment?”

Why did she always have to ask him about that? She knew full well that he had a complicated relationship with food. They had been over this so many times already.

“I still have no appetite.”

Dyson gave his answer to a blackbird flying past the window. There was something about Jeanette, about this office, that he really disliked. Maybe it was the old-fashioned dark oak furniture that reminded him of his great-grandmother’s house, or maybe it was just the box of tissues on the table between them. The tissues that he never needed, the tissues that offended him.

Jeanette sat quietly. She was expecting him to say more.

“I do try to eat, don’t get me wrong. I know that’s what we’ve talked about before. Little and often. But, it just feels so wrong some days.”

Keep reading this sequel to my story; Twin Cheeks, for free on the Fat Fables website.

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Queer Eye for the Fat Guy

Robbie, 23, from Harrisburg Pennsylvania, is unhappy with his slim body and sophisticated appearance. Despite residing in the national home of chocolate, he has always been thinly built. With his slimline shoulders and chiselled abs, his bespoke tailored suits from Edwing Joseph fit him perfectly. He is the picture of sartorial elegance as he strolls down main street, tight buttocks perfectly lined in silk. But, more and more he has become aware that the girls are no longer looking at him the way that they used to, especially his long time girlfriend, Sarah.

Sarah, like many young women, has become more interested in the larger male form. Taking her cues from the homosexual gainer trend that is sweeping the nations gays; she no longer finds muscular pecs and rock solid thighs attractive. All she desires now are big round bellies, soft buttocks, and swollen moobs. Poor Robbie, though, despite trying to please his girlfriend, hasn’t been able to keep up with the latest fashions and appearances. Now desperate, through fear of being dumped, he has sought the help of Bryan and Ryan from the Queer Eye team.

Can Bryan and Ryan turn this young graceful and stylish former male beauty into the fat uncouth slob of Sarah’s dreams? Or will it be the last romantic dinner for this relationship? Stay tuned to find out!

Keep reading for free: https://www.fatfables.com/queer-eye-for-the-fat-guy

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Every Gainer's Origin Story?

This is a short animation adapted from my gainer story "Twin Cheeks." The main character is called, Dyson.

All of my gainer stories (100% human written btw) are available to read for free at www.fatfables.com

Why not start with Twin Cheeks?

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is your pfp from any of your stories?

Yes, Kyle California from Gainfully Unemployed. https://www.fatfables.com/gainfully-unemployed

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Dyson Enjoys his Lunch!

Dyson is a very hungry guy. He likes nothing more than filling his soft round overhanging belly with multiple pizzas and watching it expand in front of his eyes!

This is a test video. I'm just playing around with videos and images of characters from my gainer stories. I'm hoping to be able to make some short cartoons and comics soon.

Dyson is from my story Twin Cheeks.

All of my gainer stories are available to read for free on my website.

www.fatfables.com

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Camp Shawn - Full Gay Gainer Novel (Beta Version) - Free to Read!

I wrote like a whole book! It's about a guy called Shawn who is co-opted into gaining and then takes it waayyy too far!

It follows his life from his late teens to his late forties. It contains a lot of kinks and a lot of very adult themes which only get stronger as Shawn matures and grows into the man that he believes he was always destined to be.

I'm currently cleaning and refining it, but for now it remains free to access online, warts and farts and all.

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Gainer Days - A new gainer story!

“Monday’s child is bulked with beef,

Tuesday’s child is full of sweets,

Wednesday’s child is made of dough,

Thursday’s child has a belly to show,

Friday’s child is chubby and willing,

Saturday’s child eats hard for a living,

But the child that is born on Sabbath day,

Is fat as fuck like all good gays.”

Mikey lay on his bed in a post-hypnotic gainer haze. His muscular arms and legs, padded in an inch of fat, still ached from the match the previous day. His mountainous ball belly, swollen full of meats, strained the seams of his rugby shirt. Munchie Mondays was his favourite way to bulk. Always hungover from post-match beers, he awoke every Monday starving hungry. He would start the day with a shower, being sure to wash any leftover dirt or mud out of his folds before putting on a fresh pair of XXL pyjamas. Feeling clean he would go down to the kitchen where he would make himself a giant mug of chocolate cappuccino and fry a couple of packets of bacon. Next he would roll a huge spliff and relax in front of the TV while he ate his breakfast. Belly unsatisfied he would fetch a packet or three of Parma ham and snack on it until lunch. Burgers were the norm at midday. At least four ½ pounders with cheese melted under and on top of the patties. Feeling stretched he would scratch at his underbelly and roll another joint before heading back to bed for an afternoon kip. Waking at about four, he would return to the kitchen to cook his steaks. Medium rare with bearnaise sauce and pasta on the side. These he would consume at the kitchen table, watching his belly bloat further out with every bite. Heaving his heavy mass up, arse sticking out, he would open the fridge and every cupboard and raid them of every edible item. Thick arms full of pepperonis and cheese triangles he would slowly climb the stairs, empty his stash onto the bed, and head back down to make his protein shakes. Once prepared he would change into his match shirt. He loved feeling how tight it felt compared to the previous day. Bloated, belly hanging out of the bottom of his shirt, he would loosen the strings on his pyjama trousers, fluff up a pillow, and sit himself comfortably on his bed beside his evening feast. Opening his phone he would press play on the same hypnosis video on YouTube and begin to eat; “Coach is so proud of you. Look at you, bulking, getting bigger and bigger. So round and strong. Keep eating and you will always be the first name on the team sheet. Coach knows how hungry you are. Hungry to win, hungry to grow, hungry to succeed at all costs. Bigger is better and you are the best. The biggest player on the team, so swollen and round. Feel your stomach fill, feel your muscles grow, big and round like a tank. Don’t stop now. Full is good. Full needs more. You need more. More food, more size, more fat. Be a good boy and make coach happy.” Mikey would burp pure protein and press replay until he was so swollen that he would need to remove his pyjamas to allow for more growing space and self relief. Finally, he would groan loudly and lie swollen and bloated in a gainer daze, before rolling his bulk off the bed, checking his weight on the bathroom scales, rub his bulging bloated belly, smile, and go clean up before his Mum got home.

Read about the other six days @ https://www.fatfables.com/gainer-days

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In case you're feeling hungry for stories and missed the re-lunch ;-)

New Gainer Fiction Website!

Hi Lovely Fat Lovers,

The Fat Fables website www.fatfables.com has been completely refreshed and updated.

New Stuff:

The full 'Camp Shawn' gainer novel. All 100,000 + words! Over a dozen newly uploaded weight gain stories. The option to rate and share all stories.

The layout and organisation is now hopefully much better and easier to navigate and all your favourite fat fables are still available.

If you like big boys and big bellies please check it out, read a story or more, and leave a rating!

If you have already read some of my stories and liked them then it would be super nice of you to go back to them and leave a good rating! (Sending belly rubs to those who do).

Thanks everyone, I'm off to celebrate with a burger :-D

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Gainerversity - Where you go to learn

“Repletion is a form of satiety. To replete or to sate is to cloy, glut, gorge, pall, or surfeit. It is the excessive fulfilment of a need or desire. These words are sometimes used to imply complete satisfaction or the state of being abundantly supplied. More commonly, though, satiated is used to suggest a complete repletion that has overcome or destroyed interest and desire. Repletion conversely, then, leads to a mental state of inanition, where the repleted feels a complete lack of vigour or enthusiasm due to the surfeit. To sate leads to a lack of mental doughty. This is what you guys commonly refer to as gainer brain or a food coma.”

Max scratched his arched belly and yawned. “I can’t be bothered listening to any of this anymore,” he whispered to his best friend, Stevie, who was slumped next to him half asleep...

Keep reading about Max and Stevies 'studies' for free... www.fatfables.com/gainerversity

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Gainer Days - A new gainer story!

“Monday’s child is bulked with beef,

Tuesday’s child is full of sweets,

Wednesday’s child is made of dough,

Thursday’s child has a belly to show,

Friday’s child is chubby and willing,

Saturday’s child eats hard for a living,

But the child that is born on Sabbath day,

Is fat as fuck like all good gays.”

Mikey lay on his bed in a post-hypnotic gainer haze. His muscular arms and legs, padded in an inch of fat, still ached from the match the previous day. His mountainous ball belly, swollen full of meats, strained the seams of his rugby shirt. Munchie Mondays was his favourite way to bulk. Always hungover from post-match beers, he awoke every Monday starving hungry. He would start the day with a shower, being sure to wash any leftover dirt or mud out of his folds before putting on a fresh pair of XXL pyjamas. Feeling clean he would go down to the kitchen where he would make himself a giant mug of chocolate cappuccino and fry a couple of packets of bacon. Next he would roll a huge spliff and relax in front of the TV while he ate his breakfast. Belly unsatisfied he would fetch a packet or three of Parma ham and snack on it until lunch. Burgers were the norm at midday. At least four ½ pounders with cheese melted under and on top of the patties. Feeling stretched he would scratch at his underbelly and roll another joint before heading back to bed for an afternoon kip. Waking at about four, he would return to the kitchen to cook his steaks. Medium rare with bearnaise sauce and pasta on the side. These he would consume at the kitchen table, watching his belly bloat further out with every bite. Heaving his heavy mass up, arse sticking out, he would open the fridge and every cupboard and raid them of every edible item. Thick arms full of pepperonis and cheese triangles he would slowly climb the stairs, empty his stash onto the bed, and head back down to make his protein shakes. Once prepared he would change into his match shirt. He loved feeling how tight it felt compared to the previous day. Bloated, belly hanging out of the bottom of his shirt, he would loosen the strings on his pyjama trousers, fluff up a pillow, and sit himself comfortably on his bed beside his evening feast. Opening his phone he would press play on the same hypnosis video on YouTube and begin to eat; “Coach is so proud of you. Look at you, bulking, getting bigger and bigger. So round and strong. Keep eating and you will always be the first name on the team sheet. Coach knows how hungry you are. Hungry to win, hungry to grow, hungry to succeed at all costs. Bigger is better and you are the best. The biggest player on the team, so swollen and round. Feel your stomach fill, feel your muscles grow, big and round like a tank. Don’t stop now. Full is good. Full needs more. You need more. More food, more size, more fat. Be a good boy and make coach happy.” Mikey would burp pure protein and press replay until he was so swollen that he would need to remove his pyjamas to allow for more growing space and self relief. Finally, he would groan loudly and lie swollen and bloated in a gainer daze, before rolling his bulk off the bed, checking his weight on the bathroom scales, rub his bulging bloated belly, smile, and go clean up before his Mum got home.

Read about the other six days @ https://www.fatfables.com/gainer-days

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Slam Drunk: A beer fuelled belly buster!

Justin and Kyle and two fat friends who like nothing more than to get drunk and swell their bellies at the rock show.

Read their story for free: https://www.fatfables.com/slam-drunk

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New Gainer Fiction Website!

Hi Lovely Fat Lovers,

The Fat Fables website www.fatfables.com has been completely refreshed and updated.

New Stuff:

The full 'Camp Shawn' gainer novel. All 100,000 + words! Over a dozen newly uploaded weight gain stories. The option to rate and share all stories.

The layout and organisation is now hopefully much better and easier to navigate and all your favourite fat fables are still available.

If you like big boys and big bellies please check it out, read a story or more, and leave a rating!

If you have already read some of my stories and liked them then it would be super nice of you to go back to them and leave a good rating! (Sending belly rubs to those who do).

Thanks everyone, I'm off to celebrate with a burger :-D

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Overly Insatiable

Patrick didn’t remember the accident. He didn’t remember the cat, not wearing his helmet, or the three pints that he’d had. He didn’t remember the damage to his cross bike, the ambulance, or what the doctors had said. The only thing he remembered was that he was hungry.

In the days after being discharged from hospital his parents had to remind him again and again what had happened. Why did his shoulder hurt? “You came off your bike.” Where was this bruise from? “You came off your bike.” When is breakfast? “We had it, you just don’t remember, cos you came off your bike.”

After a few weeks “you came off your bike” finally passed into long term memory and became stuck. Patrick’s physical wounds healed and his parents were able to return to work. His short term memory was still fucked though.

Unable to go to college, Patrick was home alone eight hours a day, five days a week, with no one around to remind him that he had already had breakfast. A note was pinned to the inside of the front door that read; Don’t go out. You will get lost. No short term memory. Motorbike crash. Patrick read it at least twelve times every day, roughly the same amount of times that he would eat breakfast.

The weight soon began to pile on...

Continue reading for free:

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Full Gay Gainer Novel!

My weight gain novel 'Camp Shawn' is finally finished.

Almost three years in the making it follows the life of Shawn Stringer a lazy and selfish teenager from Long Island. The story starts when Shawn is sent to a weight management camp by his father in order to learn some discipline. Once there Shawn soon discovers that the camp is not what it seems and begins his lifelong journey to become as fat as possible.

Set over several decades 'Camp Shawn' is split into seven digestable parts, divided into short chapters, allowing you to keep track of how much you've consumed.

Shawn's story becomes more complex and adult as it progresses - so that you grow with him.

The whole book is available to read for free at www.fatfables.com

Read part one here: