Night out with the Guys -

Late, one night, a couple of men were just sitting around one of their friend’s house. They were all waiting for the refreshments to be made so they could put on a movie, and just chill the rest of the evening.

Gordon was in the kitchen making three full bowls of popcorn. One for each of them. Kevin was in the living room, playing on the Xbox to pass the time. And Doug was upstairs, holding an ex-girlfriends’ panties in his hands. Staring at their soft, texture, and remembering the days when she gave him that test-week to prove he could do anything other than hang out with his friends…well, he botched that horribly.

However, his ex had not expected him to give up his “mates” to be a woman, whose figure had been steadily gaining more and more weight, and Doug had chosen his friends more and more as a result.

See, the wee-long test was just a cover, so she could gain weight to see if he really loved her, or to discover that the only reason why he even dated her was because of her thin body. She was dissapointed when it turned out it was the latter. It wasn’t long after that she then broke up with him, and left to pursue some other guy.

She had thusly put a curse on the house. A curse that he, and any other men, would soon experience.


Upstairs in the bedroom, Doug was immediatly affected by the magic, which was now filling the air of the bedroom, he’d once shared with Debbie. He looked at the panties in his hand with a strange facination. Something that he’d always wanted to do, but never done.

Stripping down until he was naked, he then lifted his leg up, and then lowered it into the left side of the stretched panties. He lifted his other leg, and then lowered it into the right, and then held it up. He had no idea why he was doing this, but he was somehow convinced that it was something he wanted to do.

He held the sides, until there was suddenly no longer a need to hold them up, as his hips then started rounding out. His sides stretching themselves far and big enough to fit into the panties. Having reached a large enough size to fit them.

“Huh? Why do the panties suddenly-”

But again, his attention was suddenly stolen away by a rumbling in his gut, as his flat waist, then started protruding forward. Growing out into a full-blown fat belly, that was similar to the one that Debbie had gotten towards the end of their relationship. He had little time to question anything, as his chest was next in line to be transformed. His flat pecks pressed forwards, growing from flat and insignificant, into being rounded, plump, and with erect nipples. The rest of him shortly followed in being transformed. His arms and legs grew layered, as did his face, which plumped up with rounded cheeks and a double chin. His short hair reached down to his shoulders, turning him into a darker shade of brunette.

After she was done transforming, and she raised her head, looking up into the full-body mirror that was now in front of her, her jaw hung open. The first thing a transformed man would, of course, do was to reach up and grab the new tits on their chest, and she was not an exception.

“Whoa, this is really weird. I’ve turned into a girl that looks just as big as Debbie did when we broke up.” She hardly put two-and-two together. Failing to understand the connection between her transformation and Debbie.

Doing several poses in the mirror, she certainly got a good look of her new look. Feeling up her plump butt, pinching and squeezing the squishy love handles, poking her fat cheeks, and gropping her new tits.

Speaking of the tits, as soon as she remembered that these were now her’s, she immediatly started looking for the bra to cover them up. Also, needing to provide some support, so they weren’t constantly jiggling on her chest.

“Ah, there it is…” she said, leaning down to pick up the red bra off the floor. “Curious how I never noticed she left her bras and panties laying around here,” she said, before putting on the bra.

She clapsed the hooks together first, and then slid it down over her arms. A bit frustrating when her flabby arms made things a little difficult, but once she got the hang of it, she pulled it down the last bit. It was a bit uneven on her chest, but some adjusting took care of that. Now she looked presentable. Enjoying how the lacey panties hugged her thick butt in a comfortable way.


Meanwhile, downstairs, Kevin was sitting on the couch, still playing when he too started experiencing strange tingling in his skin. Pausing the game, he then sat up on the couch, looking down at his body. Confused that he was feeling this way.

Then, as swift as the tingling had appeared, his stomach pushed outwards. Feeling his belt becoming so tight, he then reached down and undid the buttons on it, allowing his growing stomach room to continue growing as it was freed from the tight convines, and begin spreading across his legs. Legs grew plumper, pressing his thickening thighs up against each other, and making the thigh-gap dissapear. Leaving him with fat thighs that went up into thick and rounded hips, that were part of a plump butt that gave him that curvacious pear-shaped figure.  Two mounds stretched his shirt, causing two indents to form, that left him with an obvious increase in mass in his chest. Though, he could probably guess from everything else that had happened so far, that this wasn’t just his chest getting fatter, but also more feminine. An indicator that was made obvious with his nipples’ growth, and the areaolas increasing.  Like with his legs, his arms soon saw a similar increase in mass, as layers settled in. The shoulders of his t-shirt tightening, and sinking into his chunky flesh. It was hardly noticable, but his penis turning into a vagina was barely detected, which came as more (and less) of a surprise when he finally noticed the lack of a cock in his pants, and the new apperance of a flat, smooth slit.

When it was all said and done, she was now left sitting on the couch in tight-fitting pants, whose seams had forced upon when her hips and legs grew, and her fat love handles were oozing over the waistband of her pants, and hanging down, and covering the hooks one would run their belt through.

Standing up, so she could go find some clothes that better fit her new frame, her jeans, t-shirt and underwear, all changed into a black bra and bottom that fit snugly on her newly thickened backside. Completing her transition into a newly thickened brunette.


In the kitchen, Gordon was finishing up the last of the popcorn. Having prepared three whole bowls, one for each of them.

It was after taking a sip of a glass of water, that he then started feeling off. His stomach feriously started to growl and rumble hungirly. His hands reached down, grabbing his stomach, which now felt suddenly empty.

“What’s this?” he groaned. Unable to comprehend why he was suddenly so very hungry, all of a sudden.

The hunger pains in his stomach continued to build for every second that he didn’t fill this unbearable feeling in his gut. Finally reaching the point where, in an uncontrollable rage, he open the cupboards and found a convenient storage of bags of chips, which he hastilly ripped open, and then started stuffing his face greedily with as much as he could. Doing anything to get rid of this terrible hunger. Caring about nothing else, other than satisfying his stomach’s need for food.

While eating, his body started to reflect his ravenous hunger by beginning to have the affects of consuming so many calories show on him. Thickening, and rounding his arms, making them far squishier and softer than before. Facial features changed, causing his face to become rounder, with chubby cheeks added in. Hair grew down to his shoulders, turning more orange than brown. Two breasts grew out atop his chest, pushing his shirt out. Giving him the biggest-sized cleavage next to Kevin. The shoulders on his shirt sunk into his ever-fattening arms, making it all the more obvious that they were growing thickly layered. His hips popped out, and his butt plumped, forcing the pants to become tighter, but at the same time lighter, as they tried to keep up, but were then stretched to their limit where it they couldn’t contain his fat backside and wide hips. The love handles of his rounding gut overflowed the waistband, and unlike his stomach hung down slightly over his newly female crotch.

Just like with Kevin and Doug’s transformations, she was shortly given new clothes that were affited to properly fit her new size and proportions. Fitting perfectly around her fat frame without problem…


Hearing a commotion going on downstairs, Kevin’s attention was suddenly ripped away from her new body.

Thinking it may be something serious, she headed downstairs to investigate. Heading towards the kitchen, where upon entering through the doorway, she then froze, as she spotted a chubby orange-haired chubby girl standing in the kitchen.

She, like herself, was chubby, but wore a corset that cupped both of her breasts, and despite possessing a chubby gut like her, looked to be hiding it by wearing a tight corset that constrained her fat, and kept it from hanging freely, and tight nylons that hugged her fat legs. From her expression, she could tell that wearing the thing must not be comfortable.

“W-who are you?” she asked confused, as their eyes meet.

“Yeah, ha ha ha, very funny, Kellie…” she replied with a sarcastic laugh. “I know I said my boyfriend putting me on this diet was worth a laugh or two, considering its me we’re talking about…” she said, moving some of her hair out of the way, as she continually checked on the bowls with popcorn and on the three soda bottles, “but it’s honestly starting to get a bit annoying, so can you please stop?” She then gave her a serious stare. “Its hard enough seeing so many delicious things to eat, and be continually told ’‘no” cause your boyfriend, for some odd reason, thinks that i’m “un-cool” and “weird” to hang around his MC buddies…even though he’s had no fuckin’ problem parading me around before,“ she ranted a bit.

’'Uh…ok-ay, i’ll just you to that then…” she replied, nervously, as she slowly backed out of the room, but then stopped at hearing Gillian call out, “Oh, and by the way; let Denise know that the food’s done, so she needs to shut off her game and get the movie set up.”

“O-okay, will do,” she replied, before wobbling down the hall towards the living room.

Upon entering the living room, she was immediatly greeted with the sight of of a chubby, brunette whose legs were on an empty table, a her thick hands gripped a controller, and was playing the same video game that Doug had been playing before his, pressumed, transformation.

“Uh, Denise?”


She, immediatly pausing her game, and her head snapping towards the doorway where she was standing, honestly freaked her out a bit. Catching her off-guard.

“Um, Gillian says the food’s done, so you need to turn off the xbox, and get the movie all set up.”

“Sure thing.”

Without hesitation, she put the wire-less controller on the table in front of her. Her belly pressing down against her knees from her leaning forward. She grabbed the remote and then changed the source. Changing the screen from a FPS to a paused movie’s menu screen. Standing up, she walked towards the kitchen. Kellie being unable to force her eyes away from the way that girl’s ass bounced and jiggled. So enticing.

Shortly, Gillian and Denise, both returned to the living room carrying refreshments for their movie. Putting it all down on the table, before seating their soft and supple backsides on the couch’s soft cushions. Their fat spreading out a bit.

“Finally…!” Gillian, suddenly, said loudly in relief. Somewhat startling Kellie, as she then stood up. Her fingers going down alongside the front of her corset, and started undoing buttons, “I can take this damn thing off.” Each button popped, brought about another relieved sigh, and her belly to bulge forward from behind it’s prison’s confinements. She tossed it onto the floor, and then sat back down, causing her largely protruding girth to have ripples moving through it. Delighted hands grabbing the sides of her flabby belly, and just softly brushing her pudgy palms across it.

“Wow…” remarked Kellie, as she saw the formerly chubby woman suddenly explode into a fat and chubby BBW. Taken aback by how much fat had been squeezed into that corset top. “That’s how much you were squeezing into that thing?! No wonder you were as distressed as you were.”

“Um…yeah?” replied an understandably confused Gillian.

“Ok-ay…how about we just put on the movie, and forget this awkward moment?” Denise interjected, as she leaped onto the couch. Startling Kellie a bit.

Looking towards the brunette as her breasts and belly jiggled.

“Yeah, okay, fine,” said Gillian as she picked up the remote, and pressed play on the movie. Starting it.

The movie started up, the lights were turned off, and both Gillian and Denise grabbed their bowls of popcorn, and started helping themself to popcorn.

Did I miss something? she asks, confused by the whole situation that her friends have suddenly transformed into women, including herself.

anonymous asked:

7, 21, 23, and 37

#7 - Taehyung

#21 - Hickies

#23 - Orgasm denial

#37 -  “Give me one reason why I should keep my hands off you?”

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Taehyung caresses the back of your head, hips moving in perfect harmony with his, hands tangled and intertwined in hair. His mouth drops to your neck, teeth sinking into the delicate skin, moans and groans escaping your agape mouth.

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(Even More) Unrelated Conversations of a Domestic Nature

Title: (Even More) Unrelated Conversations of a Domestic Nature
Rating: light R
Summary: Five (even more) unremarkable conversations in the daily life of Dan and Phil. The first two completely unrelated parts: I / II 

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“Remember that time we were going to film a video?” Dan asks.

He’s poking his big toe at the pair of Phil’s pants that never made it off the bed. Phil is scratching his own stomach lazily.

“Uh,” Phil says.

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queenofvalla  asked:

Could I get the Karasuno boys + Oikawa doing the Pocky game? (◕‿◕✿)

Assuming they’re doing it with their S/O…

Daichi: Although he may think it’s a bit silly at first, if his S/O insisted, he’d cave in easily. He would be amused by their nervous expression as their faces got closer and closer, and in the end, would take the last bite and pull them into a kiss.

Sugawara: He’d be all for it! He’d be giggling throughout the whole game and it would just be so contagious. The whole thing would just be too much and the laughter would cause the pocky stick to fall out of their mouths. (Compensation kiss?!)

Asahi: It would take a lot of coaxing for him to agree to this. His face would turn redder as the pocky stick got shorter, and eventually he wouldn’t be able to take it anymore, dropping out of the game to give his heart a break!

Tanaka: He may put up a brave front and agree to it, but when it came time to actually start, he’d be incredibly shy. His eyes would be averted as he took teeny bites and his S/O would have to be the one to finish the game.

NIshinoya: This would make so excited, he’d accept without hesitation! He would take the BIGGEST bites, eating the whole stick and kissing his S/O without giving them a chance to start! He’d laugh at his S/O’s shocked face with this cheeky smile and say “Thanks for the meal!”.

Hinata: As eager as he was to start it, he’d start chickening out once he knew he was in too deep to back out. Avoiding all eye contact, he’d be nibbling away until he accidentally bit too hard, causing the stick to break and fall to the ground (he would be so embarrassed poor Hinata). 

Kageyama: He would see this as a waste of time and his S/O would have to beg him to play. Once he starts, he’d take normal sized bites, not realizing how close their faces were getting until it was too late and impact was imminent. Their mouths would sort of crash together awkwardly!

Yamaguchi: At first, he would be reluctant to play, but he would eventually summon up the courage to agree. He’d take tiny bites, too shy to make his advances any faster. Eventually, they’d meet in the middle for an awkward peck.

Tsukishima: Flat out rejection.He thought the game to be childish, and wouldn’t budge, no matter how much his S/O may pester him. If they became annoyingly persistent, he’d sigh before pulling them into a kiss, saying “If you wanted to kiss me that bad, just tell me.” with a smirk on his face.

Oikawa: He would instantly agree, a little bit too eagerly. The big bites he started off with would get progressively smaller until eventually he would be sitting there waiting for his S/O to make the last move with a sly grin (they would totally refuse to kiss him and he’d be whining his butt off. “______-chan pleeease!!”).

That was… so cute… it was very therapeutic! ╰╏ ・ ᗜ ・ ╏╯ - ✿

You get your belly button pierced (5sos preference)

Ashton: A few days ago you had gotten your belly button pierced with a group of friends. It was spontaneous, and you quite liked the look. You lived in Australia, so being on the beach most of the time it was nice to be able to show it when you wore your bathing suit. The only thing, your boyfriend Ashton, was unaware of the recent addition to your body. It was a simple day, lounging on the couch with a good book, one of your few days off. You heard Ashton come home, his keys hitting the counter as he searched for you. “There you are,” He said smiling as he walked over to kiss you. You kissed him back, putting your book on the table. “Enjoying your day off?” He asked, sitting down beside you. “Its nice, just been relaxing all day to be honest.” You said smiling at him. You couldn’t help but smile when he was around you, his mere presence bringing you happiness. He hummed as he leaned in to kiss you. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” He asked, moving down to kiss your jaw. “You may have,” You said tangling your fingers in his silky locks. “Let me refresh your memory though.” He said kissing down your neck. You groaned as he nipped and sucked at your flesh, making you writher. He pushed you down so you were flat on your back, as he began to tug at your shirt, lifting it up. He stopped, as you realized that he saw your new piercing. “You like?” You asked, wiggling your frame at him. “You’re so fucking hot,” He said coming back up to kiss you. You smiled into the kiss, laughing a bit at his reaction. “You don’t mind it?” You said breaking away from the kiss. “Hell no, it looks really good. Just something else to tease you with…” He said kissing his way down between the valley of your breasts, and towards your navel. He gently licked around the piercing, sending small shivers up your spine, your legs wrapping on instinct, around his torso. “This is going to be fun,” He said grinning up at you as you moaned, both in response to his kisses, and his appreciation to your belly button piercing.

Calum: You were currently sitting on the beach, a large t shirt hanging over your frame, covering your bikini clad body. You were waiting to meet your boyfriend for a beach day. He had been away on tour for a bit, and you were really excited to see him again. He had told you to meet him on the beach, he had said that he missed it so much and he really wanted to see you and enjoy the Aussie sun. You had obliged, setting up the umbrella, the towels and sitting in the shade you kept a look out for him. Soon enough you saw him walking towards you, a pair of dark sunglasses hiding his eyes, a big sunhat that you knew he had stolen from Ashton was perched on his head. When he saw you, he jogged a bit. You stood up, waiting expectantly for him, before he finally came close enough to tackling you into a hug so tight it knocked the breath out of you. “I missed you so much,” He said, kissing you repeatedly on the lips and cheeks. “I missed you too, oh god Calum.” You said, kissing and holding him against your body. After some talking, lots of kissing, and catching up, he smiled at you. “Want to go for a swim?” He asked. “Yes!” You said, shrugging off the shirt you were wearing, which was his. You forgot about the glistening diamond dangling from your belly button and you saw Calum’s eyes zero in on it. “What is that?” He asked, biting his lip to suppress a moan. “A belly button piercing, I didn’t tell you,” You said smiling at him. “That looks so good on you,” He said, before sauntering over to you. “I’d like to feel it pressed up against me when I shove you against a wall.” He said into your ear making you whimper. It had been a long time since he had been home. “Patience, love.” You said, winking at him. He growled before picking you up in his arms effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist. “I think I need to cool off.” He said, you squealed as he began to walk towards the water, a smirk on his eyes, and a glint in his eyes that surely told you that he was impressed.

Luke: “Hey Luke,” You said sitting at the dining room table. He hummed in response, looking up from his phone. “What do you think of belly button piercings?” You asked, biting your lip. “What do you mean?” He said, laughing a bit. “Like what’s your opinion on them?” You said, coming to sit beside him. “I don’t know, I think they’re cool. They look nice if they’re tasteful. But they look like they really hurt, why?” He said, staring at you. “I’ve always wanted to get one, you know. Its something cool, I was just wondering.” You said, subconsciously putting your hand on your stomach. “Why don’t you?” He asked, smiling encouragingly. “I don’t have the body for it, thats the only thing holding me back.” You said, patting your stomach. You weren’t bit, but you weren’t completely flat stomached with pecks. Luke had always told you that he loved you, and that you had nothing to worry about. He liked your gentle curves, it was something feminine about you that he adored. “Babe,” He said sighing. “I don’t know why you hate your stomach. You don’t need to be embarrassed, it would look great on you. Besides, it only matters if you like it. Who cares what other people think.” He said leaning over to kiss you on the cheek. “You don’t think I’m too fat to get one?” You said in a small voice, keeping your attention focused on your hands. “No (Y/N), why would I ever think that?” He said. “It would be gorgeous, like you. I think you should get it. I’ve always wanted my lip pierced, how about we go and get it pierced together.” He said, biting the spot that would soon have a metal ring. “Really? That’s so hot,” You said, before laughing at your own words. “So you see what I’m saying, it would be so hot if you got it done.” He said, kissing you slowly. “Lets get it done.” You said in between kisses, excited for the both of you.

Michael:  “Michael, this isn’t going to be bad.” You said as you were lying on the table at the piercing shop. “But they’re going to stick a needle through your belly button, feed a ring through it and then let it heal. That’s kind of creepy.” He said, laughing at his own explanation. “How many piercings do I have in my ears. I have my cartilage done, it can’t hurt more than that.” You said laughing as he grimaced. “That was the grossest thing I’ve ever seen.” He said, staring at your ear. “The sound alone…” He trailed off. “Do you not want me to get it?” You asked, propping yourself up on the table. “No, its not that. I just don’t get how you want another hole in your body.” He said. You shrugged your shoulders. “Why do you want another tattoo?” You smiled even wider at you. “Touché.” The piercer came in moments later, preparing your stomach. “You’ll feel a pinch with the clamp, and then the needle. It’s not too bad.” The heavily pierced and tattooed woman said. Michael grabbed your hand, smiling down at you. “I think you’re more scared than I am.” You joked, as she clamped your stomach. You winced, the clamp was really tight, pinching your skin and holding it intact. You winced again when you felt the prick of the needle, but it wasn’t bad at all. “Oh god, that is so gross.” Michael said looking away. “Grow a set,” You said as she fed the ring through your belly button. The piercer laughed at your banter before taking the clamp off. “You’re done!” She said helping you sit up. “See not so bad!” You said standing up and pulling your shirt down. You hissed as the fabric touched the fresh wound. “Oh yeah, not that bad.” He said wrapping his hand around your waist and walking out of the parlour. “Hey!” You said, nudging his hip with yours. You laughed as he hugged you walking towards the car. “You were pretty brave back there (Y/N), I’m proud of you.” He said winking at you, before revving the car to life. You rolled your eyes, pleased with your new piercing.