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From Fit to Foodie

Once upon a time, in a small town in upstate NY, there lived a dude named Noah. He was your typical fit and active guy, always hitting the gym, pumping iron, and flexing those biceps in the mirror. He had a jawline so sharp it could cut through glass, and his six-pack abs were practically a legend in his neighbourhood.

One day, Noah decided he needed a change in his life, so he packed his bags and headed to Manhattan, the city that never sleeps. He had a dream, a dream that involved food, glorious food. He wanted to be a chef.

Noah strolled into a swanky restaurant in the heart of Manhattan, sporting his muscle tee and a cocky grin. He walked up to the head chef, a gruff dude named Ben.

Noah: "Hey, Tony! I heard you need a new chef. I'm your man!"

Ben: "Oh yeah? You think you can handle the heat in this kitchen, bro?"

Noah: "Heat? I eat heat for breakfast, man. I'm all about those gains."

Ben, impressed by Noah's confidence, gave him a shot. And so, Noah's journey into the culinary world began.

Noah had no idea what he was getting into. The kitchen was like a war zone, with pots and pans clanging, flames roaring, and chefs yelling. But Noah tackled it like a champ. He was flipping those burgers, tossing those pizzas, and creating culinary masterpieces.

Customers flocked to the restaurant, drawn in by the rumors of a chef with the body of a Greek god. They couldn't resist the temptation of both Noah's cooking and his physique.

One evening, a food critic walked in, ready to dissect the restaurant's offerings. Noah was on fire that night, whipping up a five-course meal that had the critic's taste buds dancing.

Critic: "This... this is incredible! Who's the genius behind this?"

Ben, proud as a peacock, pointed at Noah.

Noah: "Yeah, that's me, bro! I'm not just a pretty face; I can cook too!"

The food critic was blown away, and Noah's reputation as the "Hot Chef" of Manhattan spread like wildfire.

As weeks turned into months, something started to change in Noah. He couldn't resist his own creations. The allure of cheesy, gooey pizza, crispy fried chicken, and creamy pasta was too strong. He began to indulge in his dishes, packing on the pounds without even realizing it.

One day, Noah looked in the mirror and noticed something... different. He had developed a bit of a belly, his biceps weren't as sharp, and his once-chiseled jawline was slowly disappearing. But he couldn't stop. The food was just too darn delicious.

He kept cooking and eating, cooking and eating, and soon enough, he had transformed into a soft, cuddly chef with a round belly and a hearty appetite. But he was still blissfully unaware of his own weight gain.

One evening, his boss, Ben, finally couldn't hold it in any longer and blurted out:

Ben: "Noah, have you looked in the mirror lately? You've put on some serious pounds, man!"

Noah, baffled, rushed to the nearest reflective surface. When he saw his newfound softness, it finally hit him. He'd transformed from a ripped guy to a softening ex-jock. But something strange happened. Instead of being embarrassed, he felt an unexpected rush of attraction to his own body.

Noah: "Whoa, dude, I kinda like this. I've got this soft, cozy gut now, and it's... kinda hot."

Noah's addiction to food only grew stronger. The customers loved him just the same, if not more, and the "Hot Chef" of Manhattan was now the "Big Chef," making everyone drool over his creations and his bulging physique.

Pizza Dreams 🤤

Once upon a time in a small town in America, there lived a young, fit guy named Tony. He had the kind of abs you could grate cheese on and biceps that could lift a pizza truck. But that was all about to change...

One sunny day, Tony decided to take a break from his usual protein-packed diet and go for something different. He strolled down the street, and the delicious aroma of freshly baked pizza wafted through the air. It led him to a place called "Pepe's Pizza." Tony thought, "Why not? A cheat day wouldn't hurt."

He walked into the pizzeria, and the moment he stepped through the door, the intoxicating scent of pizza enveloped him. Tony couldn't resist the temptation. He ordered a large pepperoni pizza and sat down at a table. Little did he know; this would be a life-changing decision.

As he devoured the slices of pizza, a strange feeling began to wash over him. It was as if every bite was filling him with warmth and satisfaction. Unbeknownst to Tony, something magical was happening. The pizza at Pepe's had a secret ingredient, and it wasn't just the love of cooking.

Hours turned into days, and Tony couldn't stop eating at Pepe's Pizza. The more he indulged, the more he felt like he was on cloud nine. He didn't notice the gradual expansion of his waistline or the softness that was beginning to take over his once rock-hard body.

One day, as Tony sat at his usual table, chowing down on yet another pizza, the waiter, a friendly guy named Arthur, couldn't help but notice his transformation. "Tony, you've been coming here every day, and you've changed so much. You've gained weight," he said, unable to hide his concern.

Tony, with a mouthful of pizza, looked at Arthur quizzically, "Weight? Nah, I'm still as fit as ever."

Arthur couldn't believe his eyes. Tony had put on quite a few pounds, and his chiseled abs were now hidden under a soft layer of doughy goodness. Arthur realized that the magic of Pepe's Pizza had taken hold of Tony, but Tony remained blissfully unaware.

Days turned into weeks, and Tony's daily visits to Pepe's continued. His once-impeccable physique was now a distant memory. His firm muscles were now plush, and his biceps had become less about lifting weights and more about lifting another slice of pizza to his mouth.

One day, as Tony struggled to button up his pants, he finally realized the extent of his transformation. He stood in front of the mirror, gazing at his round belly and love handles. It had happened gradually, but now he couldn't deny the truth.

And as he stared at his reflection, a strange thing occurred - he found himself incredibly attracted to what he saw. The rounder, softer version of himself had a certain charm that he couldn't resist. He chuckled, "Guess I've got a new kind of six-pack now."

Arthur, who had been watching his transformation with increasing interest, smiled as he overheard him. Arthur approached Tony and said, "Tony, it seems you've discovered the magic of Pepe's Pizza, and you like what it's done to you."

Tony nodded, "Yeah, I guess I do. I can't resist the pizza, and I kind of like this new look."

Choose Your Own Adventure: A Holiday with the Lads

You turn to Mike and, with a friendly grin, offer him another can of the "Doughboys" beer. "Hey, mate, why don't you have another 'Doughboys'? It's seriously good stuff. Let's enjoy this together."

Mike's mischievous smile widens, and he gladly accepts the offer. "Cheers, John! It'd be a shame to let you enjoy this brew alone." He takes the can and opens it, savoring the creamy taste as he sips.

As the two of you continue to drink the magical beer, the changes to your bodies become more pronounced. Your stomachs expand noticeably, creating soft, pudgy bellies that strain against your gym shorts. Your shirts now struggle to contain the growing girth, but you're both too wrapped up in the delightful taste of the beer to notice the transformation.

The rest of the lads watch with amusement, reveling in the sight of their friends gradually inflating before their eyes, still oblivious to the magical influence of the "Doughboys" beer.

Pt.3 - Choose Your Own Adventure: A Holiday with the Lads

Mike chuckles and agrees to share a can of "Doughboys" beer with you. You both crack open the special brew, and as you take the first sip, you can't help but notice that it tastes incredibly rich and creamy, unlike any beer you've had before. It goes down smoothly, leaving a pleasant aftertaste.

As you and Mike continue to sip on the "Doughboys" beer, you start to feel strangely relaxed and content. The conversation flows easily, and the worries of everyday life seem to melt away. Little do you know, this unique beer is starting to work its magic, subtly altering your body without your awareness.

The rest of the lads watch you and Mike, sharing knowing glances as they enjoy their regular beers. They can already see the effects of the special brew beginning to take hold, but you remain oblivious to the changes happening within you.

You can't resist the allure of the "Doughboys" beer, and you find yourself asking Mike for another can without even thinking about it. Your voice sounds eager and a little slurred as you say, "Hey, Mike, pass me another one of those 'Doughboys.' It's bloody good stuff!"

Mike grins and hands you another can. As you take a sip, you notice that the beer is even more delicious this time, with a creamy, indulgent taste that's almost addictive. It's as if each sip fills you with a sense of pleasure and satisfaction.

Unbeknownst to you, the magical effects of the "Doughboys" beer are taking a toll on your body. Your stomach begins to expand slightly, pushing against your gym shorts. Your shirt, once loose-fitting, now clings to your torso as your midsection swells ever so subtly. It's as if the beer is transforming you into a slightly plumper version of yourself, and you remain blissfully unaware of the changes.

Meanwhile, your lads exchange amused glances, clearly enjoying the show as you continue to drink the enchanted brew, your body gradually becoming softer and rounder.

Choose Your Own Adventure: A Holiday with the Lads

You crack open a few cold beers and decide to order some delicious pizza to kick off your lads' holiday. The promise of cheesy, greasy slices and the refreshing taste of beer has everyone in high spirits.

You dig into the pizza with absolute enthusiasm. The combination of melted cheese, savory toppings, and the satisfaction of biting into a warm, gooey slice is pure bliss. The taste is heavenly, and you can't help but devour slice after slice.

Your lads join in, and soon, the table is filled with laughter, pizza boxes, and empty beer bottles. It's the perfect start to your lads' holiday in the countryside.

As the pizza feast continues, your lads start to feel the effects of the delicious food and beer. One by one, they begin to take off their shirts, revealing their chests and bellies. They exchange glances and playful smirks, clearly assessing the impact of this calorie-laden meal.

Steve lets out a hearty laugh, poking his slightly bloated belly, and says, "Looks like we're off to a proper start, lads!"

Mike gets up and reaches into the cooler. He pulls out a special beer bottle labeled "Doughboys" and offers it to you with a mischievous grin.

"John, mate, you've gotta try this one. It's called 'Doughboys.' Special brew for a big lad like you," he says with a sly tone...

Choose Your Own Adventure: A Holiday with the Lads

You and your lads, Dave, Steve, and Mike, are all set for a smashing lads holiday in the picturesque countryside. As you pile into the car with in your gym shorts, singlets and a cooler filled with beer, Dave shouts, "Oi, John, this is gonna be a mad adventure, mate!"

Steve chimes in, "Yeah, mate, countryside and all that, fresh air and whatnot. And don't forget about all the good food we're gonna have!"

Mike grins at you mischievously, "Oh, it's gonna be a feast, lads. Proper hearty meals to keep us fuelled up."

With an odd tension in the air, you start your journey to the countryside, blissfully unaware of the plans your mates have in store for you.

You arrive at the house, and Mike makes you all line up for a shirtless group pic, and gives you a special pair of pink gym shorts. As you remove your shirts and strike a pose, Mike mumbles something about 'needing a pic to compare for later', a sly grin on his face...

Alex's delivery...

As you stand in front of the mirror, you take in the sight of your toned body. Your young face and chiseled physique reflect the hard work you've put into maintaining your fitness. The sunlight streaming through the window casts a warm glow on your skin, accentuating the contours of your muscles. You can't help but admire your reflection, a confident smile forming on your lips.

You're wearing a pair of snug blue underwear that clings to your hips and emphasizes your well-defined abs. The fabric stretches to accommodate the bulge of your package. As you run your fingers over your abdomen, you feel the firmness beneath your touch. You catch your own gaze in the mirror, your blue eyes meeting your reflection's as you playfully flex your biceps.

"It's all paying off," you say to yourself, your voice a mix of satisfaction and determination.

You take a moment to compose yourself before clearing your throat. With a confident grin, you introduce yourself to the mirror, "Hey there, I'm Alex. Just finished high school and feeling pretty good about where I am right now."

As you stand there, engaging in a conversation with your reflection, you hear a faint knock at the front door.

Curiosity piqued, you turn away from the mirror and head to the front door. As you open it, you find a sizable package waiting for you on the doorstep. The cardboard box is plain and unassuming, but a sense of excitement tingles in the air.

You kneel down and pick up the package, feeling its weight in your hands. The anticipation builds as you tear open the packaging, revealing its contents. Inside, you find an assortment of colorful clothing items – shirts, pants, and even a pair of shorts. They're all in sizes larger than what you currently wear.

A handwritten note lies on top of the clothing. You unfold it and read, "Thought you might want to try something new. Embrace change, Alex."

You pick up a pair of underwear that looks just like the ones you're currently wearing, but in a larger size. Your heart races with a mix of excitement and curiosity as you step out of your snug blue underwear and slide into the larger pair. At first, you notice how loose they feel, the fabric not hugging your hips and thighs quite as snugly.

Buts as you pull them up, you feel a sudden shift. The underwear molds against your skin in a way that feels different from before. Your fingers brush against a soft expanse of flesh that's unfamiliar – your waistline feels fuller, and your hips have a newfound softness. You look down, watching as your belly gently pushes against the waistband of the underwear, causing it to stretch slightly.

"Whoa, these actually fit... differently," you mutter to yourself, your voice tinged with genuine surprise. Your fingers trace the curve of your belly, a mixture of amazement and curiosity coursing through you. A grin spreads across your face as you feel the fabric of the underwear accommodate the subtle changes in your body.

You decide to take things a step further and grab the large pair of board shorts from the package. They look incredibly roomy and perfect for lounging, and the idea of sitting in the hot tub seems quite inviting. With a grin, you head to the backyard where your hot tub is located.

As you lower yourself into the warm water, the sensation is incredibly soothing. The jets massage your muscles, and you let out a contented sigh. The oversized board shorts are a bit comical as they hang off your hips, and you can't help but chuckle to yourself.

However, as you relax in the hot tub, you start to notice something strange happening. The fabric of the board shorts begins to tighten around your waist and hips. You look down and feel a mixture of surprise and excitement as your body seems to grow right before your eyes.

Your waistline expands, filling out the once-loose fabric of the shorts. Your hips gain a softness that wasn't there before, and your thighs press against the sides of the shorts.

"Whoa, these shorts are... getting snug," you mutter. You run your hands over your expanding waistline, feeling the curve of your belly pushing against the fabric.

Feeling the fabric of the board shorts growing tighter around your expanding waist and hips, you can't help but look down at your body. Your once-toned chest now seems to have softened, the contours less defined than before. Your belly, which was once relatively flat, now pushes against the fabric of the shorts, forming a bulging curve that you can't ignore.

Is the sensation of your body changing – becoming softer, rounder – turning you on? Your heart beats faster as your gaze lingers on your chest and belly.

"Whoa, what's happening to me?" you say gasp. You reach down and press your hand against your belly, feeling the softness beneath your touch. It's a sensation you've never experienced before, and it sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine.

You lean back in the hot tub, allowing the warm water and the jets to envelop your changing body. The feeling of your softening chest and the gentle curve of your belly pressing against the fabric of the board shorts turns you on.

You bring your hands to your belly, feeling the softness beneath your touch. You let your fingers trace the curve of your belly, and the pleasure intensifies, causing your member to stiffen.

You can't wait to try on some more clothes from that mysterious package...

Marco & Adam - the Prequel

Adam was always known for his sculpted physique and sharp intellect. He prided himself on his impressive pecs, which were firm and commanding. But one fateful day, his world took a turn he never saw coming when he stumbled upon a new soft drink called "SwolFizz."

Intrigued by the promises of enhanced muscle growth, Adam took a sip of the fizzy concoction. Little did he know, it contained more than just muscle-boosting ingredients. With each sip, his pecs began to tingle, a sensation that sent shivers down his spine. It was as if an invisible force was inflating and sensitizing his chest, making his nipples ache with newfound sensitivity.

As days turned into weeks, Adam's obsession with SwolFizz intensified. He couldn't get enough of the drink, chugging bottle after bottle, oblivious to the consequences it would have on his body and mind. The effects were undeniable.

His once firm pecs swelled larger with each passing day, stretching his shirts to their limits. The added size and sensitivity drove him wild with desire, making his chest an erogenous zone of pleasure. The slightest brush against his inflated nipples sent electrifying waves of ecstasy through his body, leaving him moaning and gasping for more.

But as Adam's pecs grew, his intellect suffered a devastating decline. His once razor-sharp mind became clouded with lust and hedonistic desires. The more he drank SwolFizz and indulged in his swollen pecs, the dumber he became. Complex thoughts were replaced by simple, primal urges, and his days were spent in a haze of pleasure and masturbation.

With his dwindling intelligence, Adam's priorities shifted. He no longer cared about his studies or career. All that mattered to him now was his swollen, sensitive chest and the constant need for sexual release. His hands became a constant presence on his throbbing member, as he spent countless hours watching porn and pleasuring himself, his mind consumed by lust.

Adam's transformation into a swollen himbo was in full swing. His once chiseled body had now become a playground of indulgence and desire. The combination of his inflated pecs, diminished intellect, and insatiable sexual appetite turned him into a primal creature driven solely by pleasure.

With each passing day, Adam's transformation continued, his pecs growing larger and his mind becoming even more dulled. He embraced his new identity as a swollen himbo, basking in the pleasure and simplicity that his life had become.

As Adam's addiction to SwolFizz intensified, not only were his pecs swelling and his intellect diminishing, but his manhood began to experience an extraordinary growth of its own. His once-average package now strained against his pants, throbbing with newfound size and sensitivity.

When Adam's gym buddy, Marco, saw his transformation, curiosity got the better of Marco. He was eager to witness the changes firsthand. When they met, Marco's eyes widened in awe as he glimpsed Adam's bulging crotch, a testament to his swollen manhood.

"Fuck, Adam," Marco gasped, his voice laced with desire. "Looks like you've been hiding a real monster down there. Mind if I take a closer look?"

Adam's diminished intellect barely registered Marco's words. All he cared about was the undeniable arousal that coursed through his veins. With a nod and a lustful smile, he invited Marco to explore the new addition to his ever-changing body.

Marco wasted no time, dropping to his knees in front of Adam, his mouth watering at the sight before him. As he pulled down Adam's pants, his breath hitched at the sight of the engorged member, pulsating with need.

Without hesitation, Marco wrapped his lips around Adam's swollen cock, moaning in pleasure as he tasted the mix of pre-cum and SwolFizz-induced lust. He skillfully worked his tongue along the length, teasing the sensitive flesh and sending waves of ecstasy through Adam's entire being.

Adam's moans filled the air as Marco continued to devour him with enthusiasm, his own desire growing with every pleasurable sound escaping Adam's lips. They lost themselves in the realm of desire, their bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure and indulgence.

With each passing moment, Marco and Adam's connection grew deeper, fueled by their shared hunger for pleasure and their insatiable desires. The combination of Adam's swollen manhood and Marco's expertise sent them both spiraling into a world of uncontrollable passion and ecstasy.

Their encounter was a blur of moans, gasps, and the wet sounds of Marco's expert mouth working its magic. They explored every inch of each other's bodies, their hands greedily exploring the swelling curves and sensitive flesh that had become their obsession.

As the intensity built, their desire reached its peak. Marco's own cock strained against his pants, desperate for release. With a hungry growl, Adam pulled Marco to his feet, their eyes locked in a fiery gaze of primal lust. They wasted no time, their bodies colliding in a tangle of sweaty limbs and urgent need.

The room filled with the sounds of their impassioned lovemaking, the symphony of moans and skin slapping against skin echoing through the air. They lost themselves in a world of pleasure, riding the waves of their desires until they both reached a climax that left them breathless and utterly satiated.

Marco & Adam

Marco and Adam were two cocky, ripped studs who prided themselves on their sculpted bodies. They strutted around town, flexing their bulging biceps and tight asses, thinking they were invincible. But fate had a different plan for these dumb jocks.

One fateful day, they landed a gig as pizza delivery boys at the local joint, Big Tony's Pizzeria. Little did they know, their lives were about to take a deliciously decadent turn. The moment they walked into the shop, the aroma of freshly baked dough and melted cheese enveloped them, stirring something deep within their hungry cores.

As they made their rounds, delivering piping-hot pizzas to eager customers, temptation reared its seductive head. Marco and Adam couldn't resist the allure of free pizza, ready to be devoured with reckless abandon. And so, their downward spiral into gluttony began.

Their first indulgence was a large pepperoni pizza. The warm, gooey cheese melted on their tongues, sending waves of pleasure through their bodies. They moaned in delight as each bite filled their mouths, their fit physiques betraying their newfound weakness for cheesy, greasy goodness.

Days turned into weeks, and the pounds started piling on. Marco and Adam's once chiseled muscles were gradually engulfed by layers of soft, jiggly flesh. Their clothes strained against their expanding bellies, no longer able to contain their growing appetites. The pizzas had become their irresistible drug, and they craved more with each passing day.

One evening, after a particularly grueling workout, Marco and Adam stumbled upon a hidden stash of pizzas in the pizzeria's backroom. The discovery ignited their insatiable hunger, and they decided to give in to their deepest desires.

Greedily, they devoured slice after slice, their mouths working in harmony with their hefty appetites. The pizzas vanished into their ever-expanding guts, leaving them bloated and panting for more. Their muscles, once defined and taut, now gave way to plump curves and soft rolls.

"Damn, Marco, look at that gut of yours," Adam groaned, his hands caressing the bulging mound that had replaced Marco's once chiseled six-pack. "You've become such a porky fucker."

Marco chuckled, rubbing his own ballooning belly. "Yeah, well, look at you, Adam. Your ass is twice the size it used to be. Can't resist the call of the pizza, can you?"

Their banter was laced with desire, their bodies growing more pliable with each bite. Their lust for food had intertwined with their sexual desires, creating a heady mixture of pleasure and gluttony. They couldn't get enough.

Days turned into weeks, and their once-toned bodies transformed into luscious landscapes of indulgence. Their pecs softened into succulent man-tits, their once-defined abs giving way to a pillowy gut that protruded proudly. Their thighs rubbed together with every step, and their asses had grown round and plump, the perfect cushion for their insatiable desires.

And through it all, their sexual appetite had only intensified. The added weight brought new levels of pleasure, as they revelled in the feeling of their bodies pressed together, their extra rolls and cushiony flesh creating a symphony of sensuality.

"Fuck, Adam, you've become such a damn sexy hog," Marco moaned, his hands squeezing Adam's swollen love handles. "I love how big and soft you've gotten. It drives me wild."

Adam gasped, his fingers digging into Marco's fleshy ass cheeks. "And you, Marco, your belly is like a feast waiting to be devoured. I can't resist sinking my teeth into all that delicious flab."

Their desires collided, their once-fit bodies now molded by their shared passion for pizza and pleasure. They reveled in their newfound curves, their weight gain becoming a testament to their insatiable hunger for both food and each other.

And so, the tale of Marco and Adam, the two dumb, fit bros turned pizza-loving porkers, reached its steamy climax. With each passing day, their bodies continued to grow, fuelled by their voracious appetites and insatiable lust. They revelled in their transformation, embracing their newfound identities as indulgent, insatiable men.

Nick & the Witch - pt.3

Nick sat at the sewing shop, his protruding belly straining against the confines of his tight pants. Luna, always mindful of his growing appetite, had brought him a generous feast for lunch—a spread of mouthwatering delights that would push his limits even further.

Luna approached Nick, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes. "Hungry, big boy?" she purred, placing the tray of food in front of him. "I made something extra special for you today. Dig in."

Nick's gaze locked with Luna's, a hunger not just for food but for something more igniting within him. He felt the pressure building in his belly, yearning for release and satisfaction.

With an eager grin, Nick picked up a sandwich, its layers of succulent meat and creamy dressing tempting his taste buds. He took a large bite, savoring the explosion of flavors in his mouth. As he chewed, his eyes never left Luna's, the intensity of their connection fueling his desire.

Luna's voice dropped to a seductive whisper. "You know, Nick, I've noticed something about you. Your belly, it's growing bigger every day. Does it feel tight? Do you feel it straining against your clothes?"

Nick's chest rose and fell with each breath, his desire intertwining with the sensations coursing through his body. He looked down at his bulging belly, its girth pushing against the button and zipper of his pants. The strain on his belt was becoming unbearable.

A devilish smile played on Luna's lips as she leaned closer, her voice dripping with desire. "I want to see you let go, Nick. I want to witness the moment when your hunger and indulgence overpower the restraints holding you back. Will you let it happen?"

A mix of anticipation and a primal need coursed through Nick's veins. He reached down and tugged at his belt, loosening it ever so slightly. The relief was immediate, his belly finally allowed to expand freely.

But it wasn't enough.

Driven by a ravenous hunger and the desire to please Luna, Nick pushed his limits further. His hands trembled as he unbuckled his belt completely, the leather giving way to the pressure of his engorged belly. The button of his pants strained against the force, threatening to burst open at any moment.

A low growl escaped Nick's lips as he leaned back in his chair, his belly now unrestrained. He relished in the feeling of freedom, his fingers grazing the soft, round expanse of his bloated stomach.

Luna's eyes widened with delight, her voice thick with desire. "That's it, Nick. Embrace your true desires. Let your hunger consume you, just as I consume you with my gaze. You're a gluttonous, insatiable beast, and I want to witness every moment of it."

Nick's breathing grew heavy, his arousal intertwined with the sensations of his bulging belly. His mind swirled with the raw intensity of the moment, his desires laid bare for Luna to witness.

In that instant, with a sharp snap, the button on Nick's pants gave way, launching across the room. His waistband strained against the weight of his burgeoning gut, threatening to burst open at any moment.

"Fuck," Nick moaned, his voice a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction. "My belly... it's too much. I can't contain it."

Luna's eyes gleamed with delight as she leaned closer, her voice a sultry whisper. "Let it all out, Nick. Indulge in your cravings. There's no turning back now."

And with that permission, Nick's pants surrendered to the might of his growing belly, the fabric tearing apart as his waistband snapped open, giving his swollen midsection the freedom it craved. **buuurrrpp**

Nick & the Witch - pt. 2

It had been a month since Nick started his job at the sewing shop, and his world had taken an unexpected turn. Luna's magic had gradually worked its way through his body, moulding him into a hairy, lazy slob with a growing appetite for indulgence.

As the days turned into weeks, Nick's once-toned physique had undergone a profound transformation. His once firm chest and abs were now obscured beneath a soft layer of padding, his muscles losing their definition. Luna's spell had given birth to a prominent belly, round and jiggly, a testament to his newfound indulgence.

Each morning, Nick woke up in his cluttered apartment, the sheets tangled around his body. His briefs strained against his expanding waistline, barely containing his growing form. With a mixture of excitement and disbelief, he would stumble towards the mirror, shocked and turned on by changes that had taken hold of him.

Gazing at his reflection, Nick marveled at his evolving body. His once-defined pecs had transformed into plump, succulent mounds, adorned with a light dusting of hair. His nipples, once small and discreet, had grown in size and sensitivity, inviting a touch or a teasing lick.

But it was his belly that stole the show, growing more prominent with each passing day. Luna's magic was slowly blessing him with a generous gut, soft and yielding to the touch. Nick's fingers would graze the expanse of his growing midsection, relishing in the sensation of his flesh expanding under his touch. The sight of his bulging belly, stretching the fabric of his briefs, sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Fuck," Nick would moan, his voice tinged with a mix of surprise and desire. "Look at this belly. How did this happen. I'm turning into one hairy, gluttonous slob."

His thighs, once strong and muscular, had thickened as well. They rubbed together with each step, an undeniable sign of his indulgence and lack of physical activity. Nick would often catch glimpses of his beefy thighs in the mirror, feeling his member prick up in his tight briefs.

With each passing day, Nick's transformation fuelled his desires. He found himself craving more food, more indulgence, and the thought of Luna's presence only intensified his yearning. The insatiable hunger within him begged to be satisfied.

Luna, ever present at the sewing shop, watched Nick's progress with a hunger of her own. She delighted in his transformation, reveling in the power she held over him.

As the month came to an end, Nick's body had undergone a drastic change, from a fit and muscular man to a plush, indulgent slob. His hair had grown longer and wilder, mirroring the untamed desires that burned within him. And unbeknownst to him, the true depths of Luna's magic were yet to be fully revealed.

Nick & the Witch - pt. 1

Nick was a young man on the cusp of a new chapter in his life - today he started his new job at the local sewing shop. With his chiseled physique and a head full of brown hair, he exuded confidence and charisma wherever he went. It was too easy for him to just stroll up to the cute girl who ran the store, Luna, and ask for a job. As he prepared for his first day, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and curiosity about what lay ahead.

As Nick woke up in his cozy apartment, the sun peeking through the curtains cast a warm glow upon his muscular frame. He stretched his arms above his head, feeling the tautness of his muscles. Rising from the bed, he made his way to the bathroom.

Stepping in front of the mirror, Nick admired his reflection. He was a vision of youthful vitality, his well-defined abs and sculpted chest testament to his dedication to fitness. His gaze lingered on his own form, appreciating the hard work he had put into crafting his physique.

In nothing but his snug briefs, Nick couldn't help but admire his own attractiveness. His eyes traced the contours of his toned abdomen, fingers running along the ridges that marked his six-pack. With a cocky grin, he flexed his biceps, watching as the muscles rippled beneath his skin. His confident reflection stared back at him, unaware of the changes that awaited him.

Little did Nick know, his journey at the sewing shop would be far from ordinary. Fate had a wicked twist in store for him, the young lady who ran the store, named Luna. Unbeknownst to Nick, Luna wasn't just an ordinary cutie, she was young witch who possessed a knack for enchantments and growth charms.

On his first day at the sewing shop, Nick walked through the doors with a confidence. Luna, with her enchanting eyes and bewitching smile, greeted him warmly. The chemistry between them was immediate.

As the days turned into weeks, Nick and Luna found themselves growing closer, their conversations filled with playful banter and lingering glances. Little did Nick realise that Luna's desires were not limited to simple attraction. She longed to see him undergo a transformation, to witness his body change and evolve under her wicked influence.

One fateful morning, Nick woke up, the sheets tangled around his legs. Basking in the golden rays of sunlight that filtered through his window, he took a moment to revel in the quiet stillness of the room. With a deep breath, he pushed the covers aside, revealing his muscular form clad in nothing but his snug briefs.

Walking toward the full-length mirror, Nick's gaze met his reflection, his brown hair slightly tousled. He couldn't help but notice a subtle change in his body. His once-pronounced abs were still there, but they seemed a little less defined, a touch softer to the touch. Intrigued, he turned to the side, admiring his profile.

His eyes widened in surprise as he witnessed the slight roundness that had formed in his midsection. Luna's magic was beginning to take hold, reshaping his physique in ways he couldn't fathom. Nick's fingers gingerly brushed against the newfound softness, a thrill coursing through his body at the sensation.

"Goddamn," he whispered, his voice a mix of surprise and anticipation. "Looks like someone's been indulging a bit too much." He said while slapping his softer stomach. "But damn, if I'm not the most handsome man in town."

As Nick continued his routine at the sewing shop, Luna watched from afar, a wicked grin playing on her lips. She relished in the slow transformation she had set in motion, knowing that Nick's desires and cravings were under her control. The seductive power she held over him fueled her own fantasies, and she could barely contain her excitement for what lay ahead.

Little did Nick know, his once-fit physique would soon be enveloped in layers of softness and indulgence, his body reshaped into the ultimate hairy slob. The allure of Luna's spell grew stronger with each passing day, and there was no turning back from the carnal pleasures that awaited them both.

Rocco was already a complete stud, but he wanted to get even bigger.

One day, his frat brothers told him about a special milkshake that would help him gain mass in no time. Rocco was hesitant at first, but his bros insisted that it was safe to drink and would help him bulk up fast.

Without knowing what was really in it, Rocco chugged down the whole bottle of the creamy milkshake. At first, Rocco felt amazing, he swore his muscles were swelling with each gulp of the drink.

But as he kept chugging, he started to feel bloated and uncomfortable. He looked down at his once-flat stomach and was horrified to see it bulging out like a pregnant woman's belly. The frat bros just laughed and told him that it was all part of the process.

They didn't tell him that the milkshake was laced with a powerful addictive substance that made him crave more and more of it.

Soon, Rocco found himself chugging down the shake day and night, unable to resist the urge to drink it. His belly ballooned and bulged over his tight briefs, his abs disappearing under his more and more distended belly.

Rocco was horrified at first, but soon he found himself enjoying the feeling of being full all the time. He even started getting turned on by the sensation of his stomach stretching to its limits.

Despite the warning signs, Rocco couldn't stop drinking the milkshake. His bros kept giving him more, and he couldn't resist. Soon, he was the biggest guy in the frat, his once-athletic physique now a bloated, hulking mass of muscle and fat. But even as he enjoyed his newfound size and power, Rocco couldn't help but wonder what the long-term effects of this milkshake would be. Would he ever be able to stop drinking it, or was he doomed to be a bloated, addicted fatboy forever?

Derek was your typical all-American jock. He was the star quarterback of his high school football team and he had always been in great shape.

But then he went off to college and joined a fraternity, and things started to change. Derek had always loved to eat, but he had never really paid much attention to his diet before. But in college, with all the late-night parties and fast food runs, he found himself indulging in all kinds of unhealthy foods. And with all the drinking, he started to put on weight pretty quickly.

At first, he didn't really notice the weight gain. He was too busy partying and having fun. But then one day, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and was shocked at what he saw. He had a belly! And not just a little one, but a big, round beer gut that jutted out over his waistband. Derek was embarrassed, but he didn't really know what to do about it. He didn't want to give up all the good food and drink, but he also didn't want to be the fat guy in the frat.

So he started to sneak around, hiding his eating habits from his brothers. But the more he tried to hide it, the more he found himself getting turned on by the idea of being a secret glutton.

He started to get off on the idea of stuffing his face with junk food while his brothers were none the wiser. And the more he ate, the bigger he got. His belly grew and grew until it was impossible to hide. But Derek didn't care anymore. He had embraced his love of food and his desire to be a big, fat pig.

Eventually, Derek's weight gain became too much for his frat brothers to ignore. They started to make fun of him, calling him names like "Tubby" and "Porky". But Derek didn't care. He was in love with his big, soft belly and the feeling of being a glutton.

Eventually, Derek dropped out of school and moved back home. He became a recluse, spending all his time eating and masturbating to videos of other fat guys - posting videos of him stuffing himself on the internet. He was a horny, chubby version of the all-American jock he used to be - the American doughboy.

Zach had always been a jock - tall, muscular, and fit. He spent hours at the gym every day, and his body was his pride and joy. But one day, he noticed that his pants were getting a little too tight around the waist. He tried to ignore it at first, thinking that it was just a fluke, but when he went to buy new pants, he realized that he had outgrown all of his old ones.

Embarrassed, Zach started working from home so that he could avoid the stares and comments of his colleagues. He was used to being the hottest guy in the room, and the thought of anyone seeing him like this was too much to bear. So he started working from his couch, in his underwear, with a bag of chips on one side and a gallon of ice cream on the other.

At first, it was just a few extra pounds, but then it started to pile on. Every night, he would find himself wandering to the fridge, unable to resist the temptation of a midnight snack. He would tell himself that it was just one cookie, just one slice of pizza, but before he knew it, he had eaten the whole package, the whole pizza, and whatever else he could find in the fridge.

Soon enough, he had gained 8 pounds, then 10, then 20. His once-impressive muscles were hidden under a layer of flab, and his abs had turned into a soft, squishy belly. He was no longer the alpha male he once was - he was a fat, lazy slob who couldn't resist the call of the fridge.

But for some reason, he couldn't stop. He loved the feeling of being full, of eating until he was bursting at the seams. He loved the way his belly jiggled and swayed when he walked, and he loved the way his clothes felt tight and snug around his body.

And as the pounds kept piling on, he found that he didn't care anymore. He didn't care that he was losing his strength, his speed, his agility. All he cared about was the next trip to the fridge, the next binge, the next moment of pure, gluttonous pleasure.

In the end, Zach was no longer a jock. He was a fat, lazy pig who couldn't resist the call of the fridge. But even as he waddled around his house, his belly protruding out in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

As soon as Jordan walked into his apartment, Mike couldn't help but notice how good he looked. Jordan was already a handsome guy, but lately, he had been putting on some weight. His once slim and toned body was starting to fill out, and Mike couldn't help but feel a stirring in his pants.

"Bro, you're looking good," Mike said, eyeing Jordan up and down.

Jordan blushed, not used to receiving compliments from his friend. "Thanks man, I've been trying to hit the gym more often."

Mike smiled, but inside he was hoping Jordan would start packing on even more pounds. He had always been secretly attracted to bigger guys, and he couldn't help but imagine what Jordan would look like with a bigger belly and thicker thighs.

As the night went on, Mike kept finding excuses to offer Jordan more food and drinks, secretly hoping that he would indulge and gain more weight. And as they sat on the couch watching TV, Mike couldn't help but sneak glances at Jordan's growing belly. His tight singlet had risen up past his belly, exposing his now huge taunt gut.

The next morning, Jordan sent Mike a shirtless pic from the bathroom, showing off his expanding gut. "Look how huge I am from last night man. Gotta cut back on the beer!" Mike's heart raced as he stared at the picture, imagining all the ways he could make Jordan gain even more weight.

"Damn bro, you're really filling out," Mike replied, trying to hide the lust he felt.

Jordan looked at his phone and smiled, not realising the effect he was having on his friend. "Yeah, I think I might need to start buying bigger clothes soon," he said, rubbing his belly.

Mike couldn't wait to see Jordan's body continue to grow and expand.

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Enzo, a popular jock and star athlete, received a gift from his teammate, Derek, after a game. It was a box of chocolate cereal that Derek claimed would help him bulk up and gain muscle. Enzo was initially skeptical but decided to give it a try.

Enzo opened the box and poured himself a big bowl of the chocolate cereal. As he took his first bite, he was surprised by how delicious it tasted. He couldn't resist the temptation and started eating it with gusto. The rich, chocolaty flavor was addictive, and he found himself eating bowl after bowl without stopping.

Soon, Enzo began to notice changes in his body. His clothes felt tighter, and his once chiseled abs started to soften. At first, he was alarmed, but he couldn't bring himself to stop eating the cereal. The sensation of being full was incredibly pleasurable to him, and he found himself indulging in it more and more.

As Enzo continued to devour the chocolate cereal, he started to notice his body changing in ways he never imagined. His once defined muscles became covered in a layer of soft fat, and his once tight clothes were now snug and strained. But instead of feeling ashamed, Enzo found himself getting turned on by his expanding waistline.

He couldn't resist the urge to touch and play with his soft belly as it grew rounder and plumper. He found himself constantly rubbing his protruding gut and enjoying the sensation of his once taut skin stretching to accommodate the new weight he was gaining. The thrill of watching his body change and grow was intoxicating to Enzo, and he couldn't get enough of it.

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Mario burped as he finished his fourth gainer shake, feeling the effects of the high-calorie drink taking hold of his once-toned body. He had started the day with abs, but now his belly was protruding, straining against his shorts. He could see the bulge growing with each gulp, and it both shocked and excited him.

His teammate rubbed his belly, cheering him on as he chugged the shakes. "Keep it going, big guy!" his teammate exclaimed, watching with a mix of amazement and arousal. Mario couldn't help but notice the bulge in his own shorts, a solid boner pressing against the fabric. He felt a bit embarrassed, but the sensation was too pleasurable to resist.

As he finished off the fourth shake, his stomach gurgled loudly, and he let out a satisfying belch. He could feel his waistband tightening, and he knew he needed to do something about it. "I think I'm gonna call it-" he started to say, but his teammate urged him to continue. "Not yet, dude, come on! You ain't nearly big enough yet," his teammate encouraged him, his voice barely concealing his own arousal.

Mario's body betrayed him as he felt another surge of excitement. He knew he should stop, but the sensation of his belly growing and his shorts feeling tighter was too alluring. "Ok, ok...two more, maybe three..." he reluctantly agreed, but he knew he had to get his shorts off before they burst.

He struggled to undo his shorts, his hands fumbling with the tight waistband. Finally, he managed to free himself from the constricting fabric, and his teammate let out a low moan as he caught a glimpse of Mario's growing belly. Mario blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal as he chugged down more shakes, feeling his belly swell with each gulp.

His stomach protested with loud gurgles, but he couldn't stop now. He was completely engrossed in the experience, feeling the weight gain taking hold of his once-fit body. He could see the bulge in his belly pushing out on its own, and he couldn't help but touch it, feeling the softness and roundness with fascination.

"I'm about to bust..." his teammate muttered under his breath, but Mario didn't catch the words. He was too lost in the sensation of his body changing, his once-chiseled physique transforming into a soft, plump belly. He finished off the last shake with a satisfied sigh, feeling incredibly full and incredibly turned on.

As he looked down at his now prominent gut, he felt a surge of arousal unlike anything he had experienced before. He could see the outline of his newly gained weight, and it thrilled him to no end. His teammate's voice was barely audible as Mario was lost in the moment, his hand roaming over his now pudgy belly.

"Damn, bro! These gainer shakes are no joke!" his teammate finally said, breaking the silence. Mario blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. He couldn't deny that he was enjoying his newfound weight, and the attention it was getting from his teammate.

With a deep breath, Mario adjusted his shorts waistband, feeling the tightness and the pressure against his now rounder belly. "Fuck," he muttered, but his teammate didn't seem to mind. "Just chug," his teammate said with a smirk, and Mario obliged, eager to see just how much bigger he could get.

"Don't you think its time for some new trunks Caine?"

"What do you mean bro? These ones fit just fine - gotta show for for the ladies bro."

"Yeah right, big guy. Wanna head in for a milkshake?"

"Absolutely bro, but I'm definitely getting a burger & fries as well"

Oooff man are you pants feeling tight too? We've really pushed ourselves over this boy's weekend haven't we?

Ughhh my gut is so sore! Could you undo my belt and rub it again man? It felt so good last night.

*POP* ughhh nevermind bro, that feels much better - but how the fuck am I going to explain to Jane that I've burst another pair of jeans.

Shit bro! This is the singlet a wore when I ran my last marathon. Can't believe I'm bulking so hard it doesn't fit at all anymore. Can you come here & help me get it off? Its kinda stuck...

Yeah dude - I'm the skinniest on the American swim team. Coach has ordered me to bulk up. He says I'm unpatriotic.

The once slim boy absentmindedly scratched his soft gut and let out a loud belch, as we waddled off to the team buffet.

Look how huge we're getting bro... 🤤

Let's go find some girls to fuck - actually fuck that bro, lets go to Wendys

Bro...

These fast food ads get me so horny.

Ughhh, I'm so fucking hungry man.