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“Professor, do you really think this will work?” I was nervous to say the least as the professor hooked me up to the machine he’d spent years of his life perfecting, in his words. I had volunteered to be an assistant for my biology professor’s animal experiments – attempting to give animals the brainpower of a human. It was going to be a great extra-credit chance going into finals, and was an incredible chance to have my name in the pantheon of scientific achievement! What would we learn from them if they could all communicate with us, and not just on a surface level? An animal’s knowledge may be much, much deeper than we ever anticipated! As a long-time lover of animals and pets, I decided to help however I could, which in this case ended up with me strapped down on a table with a machine like a CAT scan around my head. “Of course it will! I’ve run the calculations a hundred times. This machine will copy your brain activity and pass it on to the other creature in the machine – in

A BBW and Weight Gain story So you want to be fat, huh? Well my name is Foodie Masterson, and I’m here to be your guide on this amazing journey into the fat life. You might be a skinny thing now, but by the time you’re done, you will be covered in jiggly soft fat rolls. You might be asking yourself if you’re making the right call, turning yourself into a fatty and becoming a gainer. But let me tell you, you’ve never made a better decision in your life. In ancient times large women were worshiped and envied. Their size correlated to their status, and they received treatment that matched. In our more modern society people have lost sight of their former ideals, but changing tides are bringing to light the plus side of becoming plus size. If you still need more convincing, let me tell you about some of the other benefits of becoming a total porker. First off, men are going to flock to you. You might think it strange at first, but secretly there is a community of men who revere fat

(SSBHM, XWG, rapid wg, magic, thin to blob, belching) This evening was no different from any other. I ordered dish after dish after dish, and after a few hours of stuffing myself, I calmly paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant. I’ve been doing this for years now, I don’t know why the staff still looks so surprised every time I do it. I know it’s not a common habit for most people or anything, but still. Anyways, I walk out to my car and hop into the driver’s seat, taking a second to lean back, relax, and rub my overfilled belly. Wait… belly? That’s… not supposed to be there. But there’s no mistaking it. In place of my typical flat stomach is a small layer of chub. I reach for my phone, and dig through my contacts list until I find the right guy. Luckily, he happens to not be doing anything right now, so we agree to meet up right away. I drive to the outer edge of the city, and I see him waiting for me in an alleyway. “Hey, there you are!” he says enthusiastically.