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“I came to America when I was six years old. Mom said she brought us here so that we’d have opportunities in life. She said that back in the Bahamas, it’s only the ‘haves’ and the ‘have nots.’ She wanted us to have more choices. But I don’t think she fully understood how things work here. She was a news reporter back in the Bahamas. But the only job she could get here was taking care of oldpeople. My dad could only work construction. We moved to four different states just so they could find work. They always told me, ‘Just study hard in school and everything will work out fine.’ So that was my plan. I got all A’s up until the 11th grade– except for one B in math. My goal was to get top twenty in my class, then go to college, then get a degree, and then get a job. I realized the truth my senior year. My guidance counselor told me I couldn’t get a loan. I couldn’t get financial aid. Even if I could find a way to pay for school, I probably couldn’t get a job. I felt so mad at everyone. There were some kids who completely slacked off in school, but even they were going to college. I started having panic attacks. My dad told me not to worry. He called me a ‘doubting Peter.’ He invited all his friends over to a fish fry to help raise money. And he did get $3,000. But that wasn’t enough. So I searched really hard on the Internet and found the Dream.us scholarship. My mom was so excited when I got it. They’re paying for me to go to Queens College. Now my mom’s really scared again because DACA got revoked. She’s crying all the time at work. I try to tell her that no matter what happens, we’re not going to die. We just might have to start over.”

Shoutout to the girls doing ‘dirty jobs.’ The women who can’t wear makeup, nail polish, flattering clothes or have piercings and tattoos when at work. Props to the ladies who come home with dirt under their nails, stains on their uniforms and smells stuck to them that cannot be washed away with a single shower. To the girls who don’t feel pretty in their workplace. To the trans girls who cannot yet pass in the workplace. I see your dirt, smears, scars and dry skin. I see your scrubs, coveralls, aprons and smocks. I see your messy buns and steel-toed boots.

Your hard work is beautiful. Your blood, sweat and tears are worthy of respect. I am so proud of you and all you do. You are just as stunning in your work clothes as you are on a night out.

Quirk-law is the leading cause of Villainy

At first glance, the world of BnHA seems like it might be a fun place to live, but that’s because we’re viewing it from the perspective of the top 1%. For most people, the only difference between their world and the real one is that they are in constant danger. 

Let’s review what we know about quirk law. Only licensed heroes are authorized to use quirks in public. You may use quirks privately, but they must be registered and there are myriad restrictions. You must obtain a license to use quirks for your job, also with various limitations.

On the surface, pretty commonsense. In practice, these laws target the lowest common denominator and thus punish everyone else. If you ever had a teacher who demanded silence from the class because one person misbehaved, it’s like that on a societal scale.

(excerpt from the spin off “BnHA Illegals”) This guy can move slightly faster than a brisk walking pace by holding 3 points of contact with the ground. He’s not allowed to do that. He becomes a vigilante hero, which is a crime.

The “Illegals” manga features several people who turned to the “crime” of vigilante heroism because of the draconian regulation of quirks. It’s on the level of thought-crime, guilty until proven innocent. 

While licenses make sense in the real world with regards to vehicles and guns, it doesn’t make sense for quirks because A) nearly everyone has them, and B) it’s not a choice to obtain it. 

(excerpt from chapter 85) Let’s talk about a case where these laws don’t just inconvenience an individual, but harm all of society. Momo has the quirk “creation” which is very tightly regulated for the sake of the economy. With a hero license she can create anything she needs for heroing, but anything else is (officially) off limits.

This is legislating to the worst case scenario, which, I contend, is a poor strategy in this world. It works from the assumption that she would use her quirk selfishly and excessively. If she created billions of dollars, she would ruin the economy and we would all suffer.

But what if she used her quirk selfishly and in moderation? She could make anything she needs for a modest life, or the money appropriate for a modest living, and it would have no impact on the economy. A good outcome for her and a neutral result for the rest of us. There’s no reason to prohibit this.

And, of course, the law doesn’t consider the best case scenario. What if she uses her quirk selflessly? What if, for example, every couple years she set aside a month to create smart phones for everyone in the world? Would that wreck the economy? One particular industry, sure. Would it benefit literally everyone but electronics CEOs? Would it save thousands of child laborers in sweatshops? YES! That’s a brilliant trade off! But, even if she applied for a business quirk license, I think she’d be denied for the potential disruption of the economy.

(Side note: It has been a topic of many forums whether Momo can make things as complex as a smartphone. I say yes. Recall in the School Trip Arc, she made a tracking device and matching GPS unit. It’s absolutely within her ability.)

Rapid fire round: what should these people do if society was more lenient? Shinso: suicide hotline operator. Todoroki: work inside a nuclear cooling tower, heat up water at the bottom, cool down steam at the top, infinite energy. Uraraka: construction worker work at NASA.

As civilians these quirks would be restricted. Even as heroes these quirks are going to waste from a utilitarian perspective. No one benefits from this arrangement. There is so much potential in the world, and its governments seem dedicated to squandering it.

This is a society that is oppressive to the majority. Quirks could fuel the next stage of human evolution, but laws keep society grounded in the stone age. How can anyone in that world (aside from the 1%ers in their ignorant bubble) not resent that? This is the philosophy that breeds villains, and I can’t help but agree with it.

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WICCA: ESBATS

The Esbats, or Wiccan lunar holy days, celebrate the moon’s passage around the Earth. The Esbats offer Wiccans a chance to regularly put aside time to step away from the ordinary world and dedicate time to spiritual reflection and/or magical work. In Wicca, each phase of the Moon is noted, because different kinds of Moon energy are used for different kinds of magick. Some groups extend these celebrations to include the dark moon/new moon, or even the first and last quarters. In many traditions, the eight festivals of the Wheel of the Year (Sabbats) are considered times of celebration, while the main “magickal work” is done on the Esbats. If you’re having a hard time figuring out what phase the moon is in, there are many phone apps and websites that track it. Here are the usual basics. (Please Note: if you do not wish to practice magick for any reason at any time on any phase, you can simply meditate on the moon phases. For example, during the dark/new moon you would meditate on banishing something severely negative in your life instead of performing an intense banishment spell. If you don’t have the time or energy to meditate or practice magick for any reason at any time on any phase, that’s okay! Take a break!) 

Dark Moon/New Moon

A potent time for your most powerful destructive magick. Note, destructive does not necessarily mean ‘harmful’. You don’t have to destroy a person.

Magickal workings conducive to the dark moon include destroying or banishing very powerful things, such as unwanted entities, addictions or serious diseases. I would not use this time lightly– it’s got a little too much 'umph’ behind it to just get rid of a whiny ex who still calls you once in a while, to break your habit of having a second cup of coffee in the morning, or if you have the sniffles. But if you were dealing with, say, a stalker, a drug addiction, cancer, etc.– something that poses a serious threat – then this is the best timing for it.

Waxing Crescent Moon

When the moon is “waxing” it appears to be growing, the period from the dark to full moon phases. It’s magnetic energy assists with bringing things to out. This entire waxing period is the best time to work with constructive magick, or magick that builds things/brings things to us.

The waxing crescent is the best time for magick on yourself (or on the subject) pertaining to new beginnings, such as starting a new project or making plans for the future. If you’re looking to conjure energies into your life such as a more positive attitude, more patience, more understanding in your relationship, this is the perfect timing for such goals. When you want to cast spells for self improvement, such as if you want to improve your psychic abilities, to absorb the information in a new class, or bring out your inner beauty, this is the time to do it. Artists or anyone artistic/creative will find this the best time to cast spells or perform meditations that will bring inspiration and passion into your work.

First Quarter Moon 

The First Quarter, or Waxing Half Moon, is the time when energies are most conducive to attraction. Unlike the Waxing Crescent, which is best for going within and bringing things out, this is the best time for magick that attempts to draw things outside of yourself to you.

Use this time for spells and meditations meant to attract things you want in your life, such as money, protection or success. It’s also an ideal time for attracting people into your life, such as friends, lovers and clients. If you’re looking for an animal companion or have one that you want to bond with, this is a good time to perform the workings.

If you’re looking for a lost object, or house hunting, etc., this is a good time to perform spells for success in that area to help you bring that which you most desire into manifestation.

Waxing Gibbous Moon 

The Waxing Gibbous is still a time for constructive magick, best used towards 'reeling in’ that which you’ve been working for already. If you started a project and it’s floundering, stalled, if you’re at the point when the thing you’re working for is coming into the home stretch and you need some extra energy to bring it home, the Waxing Gibbous will give it a boost.

This phase is a great energy for renewing your strength, will and determination to see your efforts through. If you are giving in to temptation on your diet, working hard toward something and feeling burnt out or are at the point where you’re getting lazy and distracted from completing your tasks, give yourself a power boost during the Waxing Gibbous.

Full Moon

When the Earth is caught between the moon and the sun, the result is the Full Moon bearing the most powerful energies of the lunar cycle. The Full Moon is often seen by people as 'all purpose’– it’s energies are prismatic in that it flows into all areas and needs, be it constructive or destructive.

Even more so than the Dark Moon, the Full Moon is a time you would utilize for extra power when you’re facing very difficult challenges. This is not just for minor mundane tasks, such as looking for the energy to reorganize your closet or trying to clear negativity out of the house after an argument; this is a time to reserve for those important things in your life that need major changes or major boosts.

While you can plan spells for anything, utilize this energy for your priorities that really matter in your life. If you need to win a court case, or find a new job with better pay to prevent you from losing your home,

Magicks and meditations revolving around spirituality, psychic development, dreams and divination are particularly well times for the Full Moon.

Waning Gibbous Moon

After the Full Moon peaks, we enter the waning half of the lunar cycle. Waning energies repel rather than attract, so it’s a good time to begin working on spells to get rid of things.

Minor banishings can begin with the Waning Gibbous. This is a good time for general cleansings to upkeep your home, office, garden or any of your personal spaces, etc., to keep things from mounting up. This is also a good time to cleanse any personal objects you may have, such as your jewelry or magickal tools. Think of this more like routine dusting– there’s no major build-up, you’re just trying to keep things clear to prevent problems.

If you have something for which you need closure, or if you’re ready to end something in your life (such as an unfulfilling relationship or unsatisfying business venture), this is a good time for spells to bring things to their fruition.

As for meditations and divination, rather than looking to the future or onto new things, it’s a good time for introspection. Where have your previous attitudes and actions brought you? What things in your life have been affecting you most? Are you happy with where you are? Do you need to make any attitude or behavior adjustments?

Third Quarter Moon

The Third Quarter, or the Waning Half-Moon, is the perfect timing for dealing with obstacles or leaping over hurdles that might cause you to stumble on your way. Whenever you’ve been working toward something, and there’s a roadblock in your path, the timing of this moon phase offers appropriate energies for helping you burst through it.

Temptations are the number one thing I like to deal with during the Third Quarter. If I’m finding that I often want to cheat on my life-diet, or lay in bed rather than get up and do my exercise, or watch TV and fool around on the internet rather than working, I banish that temptation with a spell.

Another good use of this moon phase’s energy is in aiding with transitions, whether these are transitions that you have to make or simply want to make in your life. It can help smooth out any wrinkles that might cause snags as you go on your way.

Waning Crescent Moon

If you need to clear your life and home of negativity, stress, strife, chaos, etc., now is the time to do it. The Waning Crescent, as it approaches the Dark Moon phase, it suitable for stronger banishing than at any other time of the waning moon phases. Get rid of whatever has been plaguing you– anything you find to be seriously annoying, frustrating or concerning (save things that are serious threats for that Dark Moon).

If you need things to end– not just to finish up and bring to a close, but things that no longer serve you that you need to just stop in their tracks– this moon phase is a good time to do it. Dropping a hopeless project, relationship, friendship, etc. is best done at this time. This is a good time to cast a spell for anything for which you wish to bring about a swift and benign ending.

January Full Moon 

The Wolf Moon, also known as the, Cold, Snow or Winter Moon, etc., is a time of protection and strength. The Wolf Moon can be seen as a time of both beginnings and endings.

February Full Moon 

The Storm Moon, also known as the Death or Quickening Moon, etc., is a time to do magick for fertility and strength. In the olden days, it was a time of true hardship.

March Full Moon 

The Chaste Moon, also known as the Seed or Worm Moon, etc., the Chaste Moon is a time to plant mental seeds- thoughts of success and hope. This is also a time of purity and newness. It is a time to mentally prepare yourself for new experiences.

April Full Moon 

The Seed Moon, also known as the Egg, Grass, or Wind Moon, etc., This is the time to sow the seeds of Magick. If you’re planting a magickal garden, you want to get out there and put things into the earth. This is a time to move your planning phase into action.

May Full Moon 

The Hare Moon, also known as the Flower or Planting Moon, etc., is a time of health, love, romance, and wisdom. It is also a great time to rekindle the romantic spark and passion in a relationship.

June Full Moon 

The Lovers Moon, also known as the Strawberry or Rose Moon, etc., the Lovers Moon brings with it energy for love, marriage, and success.

July Full Moon 

The Mead Moon, also known as the Blessing, Lightning, or Thunder Moon, etc., is a time of enchantment, health, rebirth, success and strength. It is also a time of celebration and magick. Remember that mead is the nectar of the Gods. Now is a good time for prosperity magick.

August Full Moon 

The Wyrt Moon, also known as the Wort, Barley, Corn, or Red Moon, etc., is a time of abundance, agriculture and marriage. At this time you might want to do magick to help someone else reap the benefits of the Earth’s abundance. (With their permission of course!)

September Full Moon 

The Harvest Moon, also known as the Barley or Hunters Moon, etc., the harvest Moon is a time of protection, prosperity, and abundance. The energy of the Harvest Moon will help along any magick that is geared to bring you or someone else abundance.

October Full Moon 

The Blood Moon is sometimes called the Falling Leaf or Hunters Moon, etc. It is a Moon of new goals, protection, resolution, and spirituality. The night of the Blood Moon is a great time for divination of any kind. At this time of year all of nature is making ready for winter. This is a time to reflect on what you did during the year and to evaluate your accomplishments.

November Full Moon 

The Snow Moon, is also known as the Beaver, Mourning, or Tree Moon etc. This is a good time to work with abundance, prosperity, and the bonds of family and friendship. This is also an excellent time to use divination to get an idea of what’s up ahead. Remind yourself that although winter is coming, it will not last forever.

December Full Moon 

The Oak Moon, also known as the Cold or Long Night Moon, etc., the oak Moon is a time for hope and healing. This time of the year the Moon has reign over the earth, because there are more hours of night than day. Our thoughts turn to rebirth of the light and the longer days that are promised after winter solstice. This is a great time to let go of old patterns or problems and start anew. If something has been eating at you for a long time, work to give it up at this time. Let go of the negative and let the light of longer days shine inside you.

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real insomniac life is when you head to 7/11 to buy dinner and the employee thats always there asks if you work in construction because youre always up so early

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The Boss’ son

Will hated his boss with a passion. He was a jumped-up know-it-all who sent everyone out to work for rip-off prices and tried every method he could to cut corners. Will had been working for the company since he was 18 and had garnered a reputation for himself as a hard worker and a highly skilled construction man over the last 11 years. He now managed a team of men who both respected and liked him. But one year the company was sold to Terrance, the new boss and things had started to slide very quickly.

One morning, Terrance announced that he would be introducing his 21 year old son into the world of business starting from the very bottom by working with Will and his men for the next few months before moving up to bigger and better things. Terrance had no idea how to sugar coat things.

Kyle was a tall and lanky young guy with a long trendy hairstyle that did not look right with the construction worker clothes he was parading around in. Will hated him instantly. He had a surly look on his face and looked like he’d never be strong enough to do the sort of work the other men had to do on a daily basis. It also made Wills blood boil with anger that his friend Gary had been fired last week to cut costs; clearly just an exercise to make way for Kyle.

Kyle was just as useless as Will had expected. He was lazy, weak and had a superior attitude to everyone else. Will tried to be nice. He was looking around at other companies for work, but he still had a mortgage to pay on his own, so he couldn’t risk upsetting the boss too much.

Will was a strapping guy. He was 6′2 and bigger than any of the other men in his team. He’d been in construction work for 12 years and spent his leisure time in the gym building more muscle. He liked to keep his men well fed to improve morale and he usually found that the guys would grow stronger and more bulky after some time working with him. It all helped to make his team the best performing in the company.

Will was sure to be nice to Kyle, but he didn’t mind when the other guys played pranks on him or called him names like ‘whippet’ to denote his scrawny physique.

Kyle was not keen on hard work. He’d pick the least energy consuming job he could and was awful with any other jobs he was given. In the end, Will settled for a quiet life, giving Kyle the simplest job he could find. Something he couldn’t fuck up. Kyle was clearly just counting down the days until he could move up the company ladder and on to bigger and better things. Maybe the guys who were mean to him were forgetting that Kyle would be their boss one day.

The meaningless jobs grew more and more meaningless. Kyle was useless. Will would often leave him in charge to guard the tools if they were in a bad neighbourhood and enjoyed the time with his other men instead. It made Will angry that he’d lost a competent worker to pay for useless Kyle to be here.

However, Kyle would happily tuck in to all the food with the guys. For a guy who barely did any work, he sure built up an appetite. Will would find himself sending Kyle off to collect food for the guys and see an extra bag of food Kyle had bought for himself. Like Will, a lot of the guys on Will’s team were in to body building and so they ate frequently throughout the day to keep their muscles fed. Kyle seemed to think this was just a regular thing for working men and tucked in to his grub alongside them.

It wasn’t long before the results started to show. Kyle’s ass started to develop some shape and he had the beginnings of a little double chin. His nipples started to show under his t shirt and he filled out his uniform a little better than he had before. Unlike the men who usually worked under Will, none of the extra weight was muscle.

The guys picked up on it straight away. ‘Terrance’s boy is looking a bit fatter isn’t he? one laughed. ‘Ha, yeah, I’m not surprised though, he eats like a fucking pig and doesn’t do any work’, commented another.

‘Guys’, said Will. ‘Just leave him be. He’ll be out of our hair in a few months and he can get as fat as he wants. We’re just keeping Terrance sweet. In fact…’ Will stopped, suddenly allowing his evil streak to shine through, ‘we should just take advantage of it. Nothing will show Terrance what a lazy bastard his son is than having him gain a few lbs’.

The guys laughed and looked across at Kyle who was sat by a bucket cleaning tools across the site. ‘I say, let the guy eat’, smiled Will. ‘What do you say guys?’

Over the next few weeks, Will made sure his men stopped for plenty for food during work time. Kyle greedily ate at every stop. The guys sniggered to each other as they watched Kyle tuck in. They’d leave some of their food or offer it to Kyle, grinning at each other as he accepted every time.

The results were almost instant. Kyle’s ass started to develop some width to it. His stomach looked like it was getting doughy underneath his shirt and his face was softening up well. The guys even conspired to have Kyle change a load of lightbulbs across the site so that they could see his exposed gut as he lifted his arms in the air; sneakily taking pictures with their phones. Not only did Kyle have a soft little belly, but two chunky love handles were starting to bloom as well. The guys were in hysterics talking about it all.

As Kyles work pants started to get tight, Will made an effort to get him new ones. ‘Look at those biceps!’ he said, walking by Kyle one morning. ‘You can tell you’re a construction worker now. You’re really starting to pack on some muscle like me and the boys. I think you’ll need a larger size outfit for these guns. Here’s a medium. Well done man!’

Kyle grinned to himself and smiled like he genuinely thought he was one of the boys. The guys were a bit annoyed at Will when they could no laugh at him struggling to do up his pants after going to the toilet. However, Will was just trying to stop him realising how fat he was getting and going on a diet. He told the guys about what he had said about Kyle’s biceps and advised the guys to do the same. Now that Kyle was seriously chunking up, they had to do all they could to stop him going on a diet.

By the time the six months was up, Kyle had gained at least 40bs of fat. He had a chubby little ass and a belly that was actually starting to round out into a proper gut. The guys had been called in for a full team briefing. Will expected that this was where they would be told that Kyle was getting his promotion. In reality, the future looked much more bleak.

Terrance wanted to take the company in a different direction. Rather than taking on extensive projects, the company would instead focus on smaller scale work and split up into smaller teams. Will would no longer be working with the team he had grown so fond of over the years. He watched as his team was split before his eyes, leaving only him in the middle of the room. Was he about to be fired?

‘And what about me?’ he asked Terrance, hatefully.

Terrance looked at him as if he was the stupidest guy he’d ever met. ‘You’ve got Kyle of course’.

Kyle was taking a sick day, something he liked to do at least once a fortnight. Will clearly failed to hide the frustration in his face.

‘Hey’, bellowed Terrance. ‘I chose you because I know he’ll learn a lot from working with you one-to-one, so don’t give me attitude. I also want you to shape him up a bit. That kid has grown pretty fucking fat working with your boys over there.’

Oh, you think he’s fat do you? thought Will. Ha! He’d show Terrance. Will was going to make sure Kyle was the softest, plumpest construction worker Terrance had ever seen. I’m going to really fatten up the lazy fucker he thought to himself, determined. What Will didn’t expect was the slight boner he had in his pants as he thought about taking control of Kyle’s body so consciously at the front of his mind.

‘Hey buddy!’ he greeted Kyle warmly the next day. ‘It’s you and me. Isn’t that great?’

‘Yeah, I guess so’, said Kyle sounding like he wasn’t bothered.

‘I’m hungry, let’s head for some breakfast.’

‘Yeah, I’m up for that’, said a work-shy Kyle.

Will made sure to eat plenty in front of Kyle and then burned it off taking on the extra work whilst he found the most menial job for Kyle that would stop him burning off the calories. Will also punished himself each night in the gym and found that the extra calories and workouts made him look more pumped than ever. Kyle would always out eat him anyway. It was the one thing he was actually good at. And so it was that Kyle grew steadily softer as Will grew larger and more ripped than he had ever been in his life.

It was around this time that Will started to realise that Kyle was developing a crush on him. He sometimes caught him starting at him when he had his shirt off and would always go red faced and shy when Will asked him about girls. Will didn’t mind and quickly realised that he could use it to his advantage.

‘Damn you’re strong now Kyle. I can’t get over how you lifted that bag of cement like it was nothing. Must be those big strong thighs of yours huh?’ Kyle swallowed it all, thinking he was more hunk than chunk. Will would always comment on his manly appetite and say how good he was at eating, like it was a competition.

Kyles small belly started to roll over his pants. His nipples bloomed into round, juicy moobs and his ass widened further. Will really enjoyed the effect he was having on him and his cock started to swell with pride with the increasing dominance he had over Kyle’s body.

‘What do you want to eat this morning?’ asked Will.

’Nothing, I’m not hungry’, said Kyle in a sulky voice. This was clearly the day Will had been dreading.

’What’s the matter man? That’s not like you.’

‘My dad told me I was turning into a fat ass. Had a huge go at me last night.’

Yes, you are turning in to a fat ass thought Will to himself, feeling the thrill of him having annoyed Terrance by making his son into a fat little porker.

‘You’re dads a dick’, said Will bluntly. ‘He has no idea about construction work’. Will pointed to a guy across the street who was skinny and underfed looking. ‘See that guy over there? That’s what you used to look like when you came to work for us. Does he look like he can carry a bag of cement like you can?’

‘No’, said Kyle, quietly.

‘No way. You need to be big and muscular to do our type of work. Big men, with big appetites, like us. So if you think you’re going to diet and go back to looking like that scrawny little shit over there, you might as well resign now. I’d rather have my partner who can down 5 cheeseburgers, like you did the other day’, nodded Will like he was still genuinely impressed by Kyle masculinity. ‘So what do you say buddy?’

‘Yeah, I guess so. I think you’re right. My dads an ass. He’s never worked in construction in the way we have.’

‘Yeah, that’s more like it’, cheered Will. ‘Fuck him!’

‘Fuck him!’ repeated Kyle.

‘Ata boy’, smiled Will, slapping Kyle’s belly and taking the wheel. ‘So where are we going for breakfast?’

Kyle never mentioned dieting again. Will felt himself getting hard as he imagined Kyle going home each day just a little fatter than the last. His dad forced to watch as his son slowly turned in to a fat pig with absolutely no control over what Will was doing to him.

Will became more flirty with Kyle. He constantly complemented him on his big shoulders, wide chest and thick thighs. Kyle took it all in, not realising that Will was actually complementing him on how damn soft and fat he was growing. He’d take his shirt off at any opportunity he could and took pleasure in Kyle trying to avoid being caught watching him. He also encouraged Kyle to take his shirt off and always chose something to complement him on when he did so: ‘Look at those guns big guy’; or ‘No one’s going to mess with you big man.’

Kyle had a proper belly on him now. It swelled over his pants and provided a shelf for his moobs to sit on. The contrast between Will’s hard body and Kyle’s soft flab made Will so damn horny it was hard to keep his hands from grabbing a roll of Kyle’s fat as he sat next to him each day in the van.

‘See that guy over there’, pointed Will one day whilst they were parked up tucking in to a mountain of fast food. ‘I’m not gay, but I could totally get a man crush on him. What do you think?’

‘Um, yeah’, said Kyle, somewhat caught off guard.

‘He’s got the big arms and shoulders, like you I suppose. But…nah, actually. If I was going to give up fucking girls for a guy, he’d have to be a bit burlier than that. I couldn’t hack being with someone who couldn’t eat like we can. You know what I mean?’

Kyle was stunned into silence.

‘Ha! Relax man, I’m sure even you’ve had a man crush in your time! Its all good’, he laughed as he patted Kyle on his fat thighs and watched as Kyle had to adjust himself to avoid showing a semi he was probably getting at that very moment.

Will played up to Kyles crush more and more over the coming weeks; patting his ass playfully and holding eye contact just that little bit too long. Kyle seemed to respond by showing off just how bulky and manly he was by eating more than ever before.

‘Fuck Will! What have you done to Kyle?’ whispered the guys from Will’s old team as they met up for a staff briefing a couple of months later. ‘He’s fucking huge!’

‘I know’, grinned Will, ‘I’ve turned him into a fucking pig. You should see how much I’ve got him eating in a day now. Poor fatty has to wear XL’, he laughed, feeling his cock stiffening.

The guys were stunned by the transformation, staring at Kyle from across the room.

‘It’s pure lard as well’, said Will, enjoying the opportunity to speak out loud about what he had been doing to Kyle over the last 9 months. ‘There’s a fucking huge gut under that shirt!’

The guys patted him on the back and sat back in their chairs to marvel some more.

Terrance came out and announced that the company’s previous redirection into smaller scale projects was working out less profitable than he had expected. Big surprise there, thought Will. As such he would be reforming the old teams to take on larger work from next week. Will was overjoyed. His old team back!

‘And, I’m pleased to announce that my son Kyle will be moving up the company to work as part of my junior staff. I’m sure we can all congratulate him on his hard work over the last 15 months.’

There was a half-hearted clap from the crowd, but Will suddenly realised that he was actually going to miss Kyle more than he ever thought he would. He was too stunned to clap. After tomorrow, Kyle would no longer be with him every day.

Will made sure their last day was extra fattening. Kyle ate every meal like it was his last and Will felt a deep dread in his stomach that he would never get to enjoy watching the fatty pig out any more.

‘Hey, since you’re getting this promotion, why not come over to mine to celebrate tonight? Have a few beers with me?’

‘Sure!’ spat, Kyle with too much enthusiasm. ‘I’d love to!’

The day was over pretty fast and before Will knew it, Kyle was at his door ready to celebrate his promotion.

Will was already shirtless and wearing tight little shorts so that Kyle could see more of his body than ever before. He took Kyle straight into the back yard where he had a barbecue going. Will had no neighbours so it was a nice private space to be in.

‘Smells great’, said Kyle, his mouth already watering. ‘I didn’t know we were doing food.’

‘Ha, come on, its us, of course were doing food. You don’t get big and bulky like us without enjoying your food right? Take your shirt off man, it’s roasting this evening.’

Kyle obeyed and sat himself in a chair with a cool beer in his hand.

Will watched as Kyle ate and ate. He was sure to wear his sunglasses so that Kyle could not see him checking out his round, spherical gut as he spoke to him the whole evening, growing hornier and hornier.

‘So have you thought about your man crush yet?’ asked Will as the conversation about the best beers started to dry out.

’Ha’, laughed Kyle nervously. ‘I guess, I have’. He was on his fifth beer and feeling more than a little confident. ‘I guess he would have to be a guy like you. You know, muscly and strong looking. Nice face, a bit macho.’

Will pretended to be more drunk than he was and laughed without a care in the world as he said casually, ‘Fuck man, don’t say that, you’re giving me a semi here, look!’ And he spread his legs.

Kyle took the bait. ‘I mean it though’, he pressed. ‘I’d do anything to be with a guy like you.’

Kyle had played his hand too early and all of the power now lay in Will’s hands.

‘Anything huh?’ he said standing up and moving to stand over Kyle, who looked up almost concerned about how Will was going to react. ‘Stand up for me.’

Kyle did as he was told without question, standing there as Will slowly began to circle him.

‘Well, you’ve got a cute ass on you’, whispered Will into Kyle’s ear, grabbing a handful of soft flesh. ‘Take your shorts off so I can see it properly.’

Kyle obeyed, taking off his shorts like it was the most natural thing in the world. Will pulled at the waistband of Kyle’s underwear and peered down at his naked ass, all soft and round.

‘Mmm, yeah that’s one cute ass you’ve been hiding from me.’

He continued to circle Kyle.

‘And I know you have a nice manly appetite, so that’s one thing checked off my man crush list. A nice thick chest’, he continued, stroking Kyle’s fat moob. ‘But, oh dear, what’s this?’ he asked moving his hand down to lightly stroke Kyles fat gut.

‘What’s this?’ repeated Will more loudly as he stared through his sunglasses into Kyles submissive eyes.

‘It’s…it’s my belly’, said Kyle, unsure of the correct answer.

‘Yes, it is’, said Will harshly, grabbing a roll and jiggling it. ‘This…’ he continued. ‘This belly is not quite what I’m after.’

‘You want me to lose weight?’ asked Kyle, red faced.

‘No, I don’t’ said Will, pressing his abs into Kyle as he leaned in closer. ‘If I’m going to stop fucking girls to screw a guy, he’s going to have to have a belly that’s much, much bigger than this.’

He moved back slightly and looked at Kyle square in face. ‘And when I say bigger Kyle, I mean fatter, much, much fatter’. He slid his hand down under Kyle’s belly to grab Kyle’s hard cock, starting to stroke it up and down. Kyle melted instantly.

‘You think you could do that for me Kyle?’

Kyle nodded as he closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of being touched by Will.

‘You think you could grow a big fat belly for me Kyle?’

‘Yes’, he breathed. ‘I’d do anything for you.’

‘Good. Because…’ said Will, taking Kyle’s hand and placing it a foot in front of his gut, ‘…I want your fat belly to come out to here. You understand that Kyle?’

‘Yes, anything’, breathed Kyle.

Will pushed him harshly back into his chair. Will once again towering over him, he pulled his shorts and underwear down, revealing his hard cock before moving his groin in closer to Kyle’s face for him to suck him off.

‘Open wide, fat boy’, demanded Will, shoving his cock into Kyle’s mouth which he greedily took.

‘Plenty more of this to come when you grow that belly fatter for me Kyle.’

‘Mmm’, moaned Kyle as he tugged himself off with Will’s penis in his mouth.

‘I want to see you eat and swell up and grow…fatter and…fatter and…’.

Will exploded into Kyles mouth, making Kyle do the same.

Will stood there for a short while before pulling away and peering down at Kyle.

‘Did you enjoy that?’ he asked, sternly.

‘Yes, I really did.’

‘Good. And you know what you need to do if you want that again, don’t you?’ said Will, talking a roll of Kyle’s fat belly in his hand.

‘Yes, sir. I do.’

Vetra Nyx is that person you know that’s had every odd job imaginable - some you’ve heard of and others you didn’t even know it was a thing that people got paid to do.

Construction? We know that one - both as a regular hand and as a foreman. Dancing? We heard about that one too - it’s a great way to make a lot of money. We even know about the smuggling - high risk but a high payout.

But what about the other work? What about all the odd jobs she worked that filled the gaps in between construction jobs and smuggling runs? 

Like the few months she worked as a dish washer and then a short-order cook at a greasy spoon at one of the mining outposts her and Sid lived at. The weeks she spent as a barker at a carnival, setting up the Ferris wheel, and working at the ring-toss booth. The month she spent working as an aquarium and terrarium cleaner and turtlesitter. The three months she spent selling timeshares. The few weeks working as an assistant who cleans up crime scenes. The time she worked as a courier, a veterinarian acupuncturist, scrubbing and detailing shuttles, answering surveys, and building sofas. All these jobs, and so many others, were all invaluable to her.

The thing is, though, they weren’t valuable because of the skills she learned doing them (although it’s a nice perk). The big, valuable thing from all these jobs was that she learned it’s not what you know - it’s who you know.

She builds a huge network of contacts, all from working these weird jobs she holds for a few days, weeks, months at a time. For Vetra, who she knew meant she could find work quick to keep food on the table, keep Sid in a safe home, get Sid into a nice-ish school, put clothes on their backs, take her sister out for ice cream every now and then.

Of course Vetra is a capable black/grey-market smuggler, great with a gun and good to have on your side, but none of that can stack up to what she can get done for herself, for Sid, and especially for the Initiative and the Pathfinder because of her network. Her network kept her safe and kept her working, and she wouldn’t be where she is or who she is without it.