“Morning, big guy.”
Taz’s eyelids fluttered open, taking in the smiling figure beside him as he lay on his back. He yawned, stretching his arms as he stifled a burp. Nate giggled and slid ne...

“Morning, big guy.”
Taz’s eyelids fluttered open, taking in the smiling figure beside him as he lay on his back. He yawned, stretching his arms as he stifled a burp. Nate giggled and slid ne...

“Morning, big guy.”
Taz’s eyelids fluttered open, taking in the smiling figure beside him as he lay on his back. He yawned, stretching his arms as he stifled a burp. Nate giggled and slid ne...

“Morning, big guy.”
Taz’s eyelids fluttered open, taking in the smiling figure beside him as he lay on his back. He yawned, stretching his arms as he stifled a burp. Nate giggled and slid ne...

Heavily inspired by The Augmentor's 'The Munchies' story, I wanted to try my own spin on the classic trope. https://fantasyfeeder.com/weight-gain-stories/view/title/the+munchies/author/The+Augmentor

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...

Rodrigo Tortella looked out of the widow by his bed, allowing himself a smile. Past the beige wallpaper and double panes glass, a meadow speckled with pink and yellow flowers rolled to a wall of pi...