#accidental weight gain

[admirerofmeat2398]

Don’t know if I have already posted this here or not but this is Cookie’s Tubby Timeline!☺️

[pixieeepill]

[adiposeghost]

some pics back from college ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

[grazzerr]

Hope we like flexing and bellies

[chubbish]

You didn't expect the weight gain.

Your partner is fat, and you love them just the way they are, but that doesn't mean you had any particular interest in gaining weight. You had always been reasonably slim, and had never really expected that to change.

Nobody had warned you about how easily your weight could go up when you shared your life with somebody fat.

It was mild at first- it started with you sharing their snacks between mealtimes. Just a few oookies, or crisps, or sweeties out of their huge value pack- and they were more than happy to offer. A little bit of weight around the middle wasn't noticeable, right? Besides, that was just relationship weight- everyone put on a few pounds in a new relationship, it was only natural. But soon a few snacks out of the bag became half the bag, became you buying your own. The weight was becoming more pronounced- your tummy bulged more over your jeans, and a noticeable muffin top. Your jawline was becoming softer. Your thighs were starting to become pillowy, and rub togther in a way you didn't remember them doing before. You didn't want to complain about it though. Your partner had never pointed it out, certainly never complained and your sex life was still great- maybe even better. Besides, the last thing you'd want would be to make your partner feel bad about their body by complaining that your own might have gotten a little pudgier.

So you sucked it up and put more effort into being active. You went cycling, did yoga, even went once or twice to an exercise class. You enjoyed the exercise, you really did. But you were really confused as to why you had seemingly only gained weight since starting. Your legs and ass were now laden with fat, and your belly protruded even from the sized-up tee-shirts you had bought yourself in the meantime. Your new exercise clothes really didn't conceal the way your body had started to jiggle and wobble, particularly your big protruding belly, and there were even little moobs that had started to swell out above it. This continued weight gain had nothing to do with your diet, of course. It had nothing at all to do with the fact that exercise made you hungry, that your snack consumption had only increased since you started your new active lifestyle, or the fact that your partner had started cooking bigger meals to support your growing appetite, and that the food they liked was always rich and deliciously creamy. They liked you to go well fed, and you were forever asking for seconds, or thirds, of the wonderful food they cooked. You still enjoyed the exercise, but you put it on the backburner, just for a while, since it patently wasn't helping you lose weight. And if you weren't losing weight, why shouldn't you spend your saturday afternoon on the couch instead, with a tub of ice cream to match theirs, as you watched your favourite shows together?

Weeks turned into months, and you had decided very strictly that gaining weight wasn't going to bother you. You had taken to wearing your partner's clothes even more often, because the smell of your partner on them made you feel so happy, and because unlike your own clothes they were still comfortably baggy. They always had been, and you had always sort of assumed that they always would be- though recently you felt like they might have felt like gotten a little tighter.

Today you were had gotten out of bed and pulled on your favourite tee-shirt of theirs, only to notice that it felt not only tighter but draughtier too. You turned to look at yourself in the mirror, and saw the truth of it. The tee shirt pinched at your flabby arms and clung tightly to your chest, doing nothing to conceal those flabby moobs of yours. But the thing that surprised you most was that- shock of shocks! Part of your belly was peeking out. You tried to pull it down, to cover yourself up, but it just shrank back up every time you did so, sinking back into the divot where your rolls of back fat met.

The realisation hit you quite slowly, as you turned a little to the side, moving swollen, fatty thighs and calves that seemed to bulge out at the ankles. You watched your chin- your double chin- jiggle as you did so. You had never quite taken in how fat your face had gotten, had never quite seen it somehow- but it was quite round, with big chubby cheeks. Your chin seemed to melt away into a far larger chin that surrounded the bottom of your face and merged seamlessly into your fat neck. You found yourself transfixed by it- could you really be this fat? Absent mindedly you squeezed and jiggled your sizeable tits, watching the way your body jiggled and rippled, and listened as your huge gut rumbled, moaning for more food- after all, you hadn't even had breakfast yet. The spell was broken, and you decided that you'd just steal another tee shirt and wear it down to the breakfast that your partner was already cooking for you. You rummaged through their drawer, pulling out other shirts, and as you looked at them, and tried them on, none of them were any larger- most of them fit even worse than the tee-shirt you had already been borrowing. A cascade of fat drooped out of the front of every one of them, and some of them felt far too tight on your neck and chest to even bother trying to pull them down over your gut. You put the first tee-shirt back on, made a last ditch attempt to pull it properly down over your protruding belly, and, not unexpectedly, failed.

There were no bigger clothes.

You were fatter than them now. You were *their* fat partner.

It was a strange, and emotional moment for you, but of all the emotions that rose up, the ones that lasted the longest were a little unexpected. Now you might be the one squashing them with your belly. You were the one whose XXXLs might have to go up another X. And when you were out together in public, those disapproving glances from concerned citizens, who you had always glared at... well, truth be told, those had been directed just as much at you for a while now. Because you were huge, you were morbidly, flabbily obese, and you got to be the fat partner now. You felt pride, and excitement, and perhaps even lust flowing through your body as you groped and jiggled and bounced all your rolls of fat. Until you heard your partner calling you to breakfast. You waddled into the kitchen, still half dressed, to see your partner grinning, pudgy face adorned with a slight smear of flour, holding a plate stacked high with huge, glorious pancakes. You leant in to give your partner a kiss, even as your belly rumbled again. It was as if it was giving you a friendly little hint. You'll have to eat up, fat boy, if you want to stay the bigger one in this relationship.

[admirerofmeat2398]

Cookie’s Weight loss.

[peachyhips]

Finally forced to admit that my pyjamas are officially too small for me now, they’re so tight and too uncomfortable to fall asleep in

[fadmirer17]

just jiggle

[drummer2409]

I love going to my girlfriend's house -- because we just get stoned/drunk and then spending the entire night cooking for each other and gorging ourselves. We made homemade Philly Cheesesteaks and a huge tray of waffle fries, then guacamole which we ate with an entire bag of chips, THEN brownies with ice cream. I feel huge.

[starscoffeecreamer]

seekers pride themselves on their light and trim frame's except for Skywarp and Thundercracker.

Warp is a sex fiend with some real tits, huge and bouncy topped with black nozzle piercings. He's love when other bots tug on them and treat them rough. Sometimes Warp wants them even bigger till all anyone can talk about is the seeker with fat enormous boobs. Maybe by gaining weight?

TC got big by accident. As he got engrossed into earth culture he started flying less and watching television more. He would absently snack and eat while watching his shows and soon his belly and thighs are struggling to stay in his armor. He doesn't really care though so has no intention of changing that.

Between these two is Starscream, far too proud of his perfect seeker body as his trine become fat and soft. He won't admit it but he dearly loves chubby bots and wants so dearly to break the act and smother between Skywarp and Thundercracker's bodies.

YES SEEKERS SEEKERS RRRRGHHHH *shakes chew toy violently*

Sky/warp with big tiddies and piercings is not something I've thought of before and I love it. He's 100% the sex fiend of the Nemesis, going around, charming bots into berth or just randomly popping his chestplates on "accident" and asking for "help" closing them. He's even asked Star/scream and Shock/wave if they had anything to help enhance his boob size. It doesn't really matter to him once he starts eating, because most of it goes to his chest anyway. Key word: most.

Thunder/cracker totally absentmindedly eats when watching or reading something he likes. It's a habit for him; watching a human movie (he likes LoTR the best because of how long it is) with two bowls of popcorn by him because he usually ends up eating a whole bowl a quarter in. Soon, he realizes how much he's gained when he realizes he can set the popcorn bowl on his huge belly and keep it there, but he doesn't mind. It makes snacking easier.

Star/scream in the berth at night, sandwiched between Warp's huge boobs and TC's huge belly trying not to overload on the berth

[skinnyfatprince2]

I’m so proud and horny of this massive distended gut jutting out of my midsection that I hide so well to others, letting it all spill out and admiring the glory of how thick fat wide the gut was expanded and how thick the move handles and muffin top spills over. So arousing how unintentional and effortless I gain weight, good lord almighty the young prettyboy prince is getting thick and girthy 🐽