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Just a quick'n dirty story I wrote up since the threads been a little dead CONTENT WARNING: slightly more inflation themed and very messy bursting I wanna burst, and your gonna help. You strap me down, tie me up. Strip me, dress me in latex, I'll be a balloon soon enough. Plug every hole I have, then flip the switch. The feeding tubes filter a flurry of chocolate, marshmallows, cake batter, anything sweet down my throat. I moan, lightly tugging at my restraints. It feels so good, so wrong, so right, I'm scared, but I know it won't stop. My already round tummy surges, my plush marshmallow thighs bulge around the latex. My boobs ooze outwards quickly straining their latex prison. I wobble in place again trying desperately to escape my fate. You did your job well though they aren't budging. I whimper through the tube as my face fattens. You gently rub from my bloated calf, up my pillow thighs, only stopping to lightly trace around my bloated lips. I struggle in place again, causing my entire body to shake like an over filled water balloon. I squeal and thrash as you massage my womanhood. I'm getting fatter by the second, putting sumo wrestlers to shame. The food seems to be getting faster. I can barely focus any more I'm so full, so fat. My cheeks are softballs, and I can feel my lips plumpen against the tube. My hands, and feet balloon against the restraints. I'm the size of a small car. My body constantly shaking. I cry out again, but your making my dream come true one way or another. I'm constantly Cumming, my lust seeping through the plug and all over your hand. You rub across my weather balloon of a stomach, leaving thick trails of my lust. You run a hand through my hair, as the restraints break. You remove the tube. Imeadiately I start wailing, and biting my lip ring. "It's so tight, I'm so full, wanna explode!" I manage to exclaim between pants. I want this, to burst, pop, explode, rupture In rapture and cover you with my mess. I cum again at the thought. My body's so full Im the size of a king waterbed, and i move like one too. I gingerly try and stroke my body. One wrong move could detonate me like a bomb, but you haven't given me permission to burst yet so I try to hold together. You climb atop me, nearly setting me off a few times along the way. You put a funnel in my mouth, before inquiring if I'd ever seen a diet coke and mentos experiment before. I imeadiately can guess what'll come next as you pour multiple two liters down my greedy gullet. After that you dump just as many mints down my throat. You call me all sorts of nasty names as you jump of my quaking body, starting the reaction. None of them are inaccurate however. I am nothing more than a greedy bomb girl now, so horny I can't keep my legs closed. I thrash about again, as i feel several snaps in the core of my body. The suits the only thing keeping me together. You poke, prod, and slap all over me. The zipper starts to bust, and I know this is it. I scream against the funnel. My body doesn't quiver any more it's rock solid. I cry and call for you through the funnel. It hurts so much, but I never want it to stop. I feel snaps all over my body now. There's nothing holing my thighs back from bursting, their paper thin and start splitting as soda and cake spray out the holes. My arms also spring leaks spraying chocolate, and soda fizz all over me. It feels like I just woke up and stretched, but I never stopped. The contents of my body aren't satisfied with the holes they made in my body, opting to surge out of my natural holes. I sputter through the slop. The latex creaks and cracks. I look at you misty eyed. You smile stroke my hair and nod. The zipper breaks, and my body rapidly triples in size. Leaks spring everywhere. My body begins to jiggle again. You mouth 'bye piggy' to me. My eyes roll back as my titanic tummy splits from my clit to my tits. SPLATABOOSH My scraps rain down around you as the food escapes. You are drenched head to toe in my mess. Bits of mallow as soda drop off the ceiling. You scan the room, and see little left of me. A scrap of skin here, maybe a small tuft of hair there, untill you find a shiny lip ring in a pile of cake batter. I always wanted to burst, all the junk food and greed. It was just a means to an end, a distraction. You just granted my wish.

>>3392 this was amazing it's good to see more stories on here again I hope we can see more stories from you

https://www.deviantart.com/search?q=Ariadne+diana There’s a series on her.

https://www.deviantart.com/biggirlsrock/art/Princess-Ariadne-Diana-331115487 This is correct…

https://www.deviantart.com/sourwaffleprincess/art/December-860391961 A favourite

The game was simple. You slid the vibrator between my legs. It was big, mostly due to the curious pump built into it. You smiled and explained the rules one last time. I had to try all the samples at Costco before I explode. The problem? The vibrator will inflate me. Filling me with air and my own orgasms. The faster the vibe gets the faster I grow, and you letting anyone with five bucks pump me up. You smile taking one last look at me. I'm short, thick, and have bright pink hair that hangs down my back. My latex shorts hug my ample ass and thighs, as my mesh hoodie hangs over my black crop top, squeezing my ample chest. Knee high tights dipped into my converse. Without warning you start the stream. Donations already come in. A pink watch shaped like a balloon beeps as it measures my pressure. You poke my already fattening middle, and suggest I get moving. I bite my lip, a overwhelming fullness taking over my middle. Slowly I dottle off. The pressure between my legs turning them to jelly. I feel eyes start to linger on my growing assets, as my ass bubbles out from the bottom hem of my shorts. My belly dropping from under my hoodie. The occasional string popping lose. I rapidly approached the first stand. I shove the sample in my mouth not stopping to chat as the vibe changes to a faster tempo. My biceps are thickening through my sleeves, as my hands slightly swell around my rings. My watch already clocks me at forty percent capacity. I start to sweat the risk of bursting growing each second. I reach the second cart and stuff a handful of samples in my mouth. My tights were digging into my rapidly fattening knees, and my shorts button pinged off. People were watching me swell as you informed them of the stream and donations. I felt the watch contorting around my wobbling wrist. I put most sumos to shame, an overblown twenty year old waddling around Costco like her life depended on it. I feel my bulk take up more and more of the isle, my wobbly hips bumping and brushing against people and there carts. I heard them mutter about how greedy I was, how insane it was that I had let myself get so big, that I needed a diet. I even felt several of them poke, prod, play, jiggle, and slap different parts of my body. I even think I felt a stiffy forced against my bulbus gut. It only spurred my inflation faster, making me swell against their over adventurous hands. My watched beeped. I was at seventy percent. It wouldn't be long now. My tights had rolled mid way down my quivering calf, my ankles oozing over my balloon feet. My shorts had become a thong. Greedily getting gobbled up by my couch sized ass and fattening cunt. My hoodie was popping off by each string, as one by one it shred off me. I whimpered and flapped my baseball mitt hands. My crop top half way up my tits, constricting against my swollen nipples. I felt a deep pain in my gut as my skin began to heat up. I let out a throaty moan as my watch beeped eighty five percent at me. My waddle was reduced to a shuffle as my bulk bubbled over the crowd. I whimpered and cried between my moans begging for help. Instead they just kept playing with me, equating me to a cheap slutty balloon. They weren't too far off. Especially after they got my hoodie, tights, and shorts off. I was so sweaty and warm I shined like a balloon. I felt taught all over, my body getting stiffer by the second. My eyes went Misty as I heard someone ask about my reddened belly. I felt my shoe laces snap, and my body heave. I cried for them to stop as my neck fattened into a double chin. My cheeks growing into balloons aswell. I see you through the crowd. You laugh wink and mockingly pretend to be me before pantimiming my messy end. My watch starts beeping frantically, barley hanging on to my overblown arm. I'm at ninety five percent. A very nice sounding text to speech informs everyone to take cover, as it assured me that I was about to make a mess. I flap my hands and teeter on my bloated heels. I feel my skin stretching, creaking, aching, it hurts so good, I'm glistening from how hot and sweaty I am. You could fry an egg with my bulging body right now. The watch beeps ten times before announcing I've been a naughty girl and have swelled past capacity. I see parents finally usher their children away as my muscles snap allowing my body to become spherical. My watch beeps that I'm twenty percent over capacity. I moan through my swelling face, my body making one last push. My face goes red, my eyes cross, and my watch calls me a greedy slut one last time before I turn fire engine red. My explosive climax was short from their view , but it felt like forever as I felt my body blow apart from the ground up. First my feet ripped through my converse, lifting me an extra two feet before blowing apart under the weight of my undercarriage. My body sprayed leaks of cum onto the crowd as a stretch marks webbed from my belly button. I coughed up cum as it leaked out of anywhere it could. My eyes burned as it replaced my tears. I felt a sharp ripping pain as a stretch mark shot from my belly button, down to my swollen cunt blowing it up an extra few feet, before slithering it's way up my back, and through my chest. I began to cry out as I felt the pressure rise along the fault line. My body over took my buggy sized tits and stubby face before... !!SPLAT!! My body ripped itself apart making an awful mess of the store.

>>3680 this was really good I hope you do some more of it

https://www.deviantart.com/cerealstuffer/art/The-new-1950-s-Fat-Lady-907679549

https://www.deviantart.com/cerealstuffer/art/Underweight-625037044

https://www.deviantart.com/cerealstuffer/art/Underweight-625037044

https://www.deviantart.com/cerealstuffer/art/Pound-per-Pound-in-gold-621531321

>>3680 this was amazing do you have any other stories like it

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https://www.deviantart.com/vinvilllian/art/Blowout-at-Mt-Prosperity-Penitentiary-Bursting-891907234

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Counting peeps Please pardon spelling and literature errors am very tired but too horny to sleep. _______ Warm summer rays beat down on scolding pavement. Not a single house dared go without ac all except one. Deep in her apartment Rain smouldered in the heat. Lately her roo mate had been leaving candies out, and ever the absent minded glutton Rain had gained quite a bit of weight from it. She truly didn't mean to eat as much as she did but between gaming or reading comics shed always loose count. And boy was she regretting it now, her plush body glistening on the warm couch. She had dressed as cooly as she could but due to her newfound weight she hardly fit any of her clothes. She was squeezed into some jean shorts, they were meant to sit just above the knee but with her extra plush thighs they bunch up. The zipper barely holding on. A black metal crop top that barely covered her new found cleavage, and a white short sleeve button up with crudely drawn skeletons across it. This much like everything else on her was far to tight, barely buttoning to her fattened chest. She ran a hand through her feathery purple and pink hair, before unwrapping another chocolate mallow while she waited for Annie. Annie hoped out of the cold shower and dried off her dirty blonde hair. Unlike Rain Annie was quite toned though she was definitely a bit of a pear. She slipped on some pink spandex booty shorts, and a loose watermelon themed tanktop. She left the bathroom and headed back to her overheated partner. "Jeez this heat waves rough. Want some cola?" She asked heading toward the kitchen. "I dunno..." Rain softly bit her lip ring. "I feel so hot, I could just explode..." she slowly panted. "I'll take that as a yes." Annie chuckled at her melodramatic roommate. Making her way back to the couch. "Maybe if someone didn't eat so many sweets, she could beat the heat." She chuckled poking her friends chubby middle causing a bit of pale skin to poke from between her button gaps. "H-hey!" Rain gasped quickly covering her stomach. "Maybe if you weren't supplying me I wouldn't have gotten fat!" She half heartily hissed. "Jeez so touchy it was just a joke ya brat." She giggled then winked. Rain playfully blew her toung at her bestie. The roomies cracked their sodas and tried to beat the heat by watching survivor. The heat only growing as the day passed by. Rain had finished half the chocomallows from the dish on the coffee table. She technically had a lil help from Annie but it was mostly Rain. Her stomach gurgles ominously, her buttons feeling just a bit tighter than before. "Mmph I think I'm done for the day. I'm not feeling well." She mumbled before a burp escaped her lips. Annie looked over and softly gasped. "Holly shit no wonder Rain I think your retaining water." She said softly touching her friends now visibly swelling middle. Rain was swelling quicker and quicker, her whole body softening around her. Her buttons slowly pulled apart as gaps of jiggly pale flesh pooled through. There was a dull cracking as her zipper was forced open by her swollen fupa. Rain but her lip pushing back against her defying body. Her knees fattened, her wrists swelled, and her socks slowly drew tighter around her chubby feet. "O-Ooh something's wrong with me!" She moaned through panicked eyes. Annie had dropped all courtesy rubbing all over her friends heaving body. Rain's skin felt warm and humid to the touch and it was only getting warmer. "Dam straight there's something wrong with you girl!" Annie cheekily cracked poking her roomies bicep through her strained sleeve. "Your like a gaint marshmallow." She softly pushed down Rain's swollen tot so she could peek at her chubby face. "Annie please I feel so hot!" Rain squirmed against her rapidly gaining body. Buttons began to snap and break as they lost their fight with the young girls overgrown body. "You know Rainy your starting to look kinda hot..." Annie said tipping the helpless cow forward off the couch. Rain whimpered as her engorged belly and tits caught her fall. Her sleeves split as her arms fattened to round tight mounds respectively, her ounce dainty hands fattened as they sunk into Rain's quaking wrist. Her calf oozed around her ankle as her feet sunk into their bloated bulk. She moaned as her ass split her shorts jiggling loose of the tight denim. Her ounce cute striped panty set was now stretched to a paper thin thong. Her ass swelled to her lower back as her body rounded out. Her growth slowed as she was left only in her ripped socks, panties and crop top that covered halfway down her nipples. Annie stood up and paced around her blimp of a friend. "I think your done inflating Hindenburg. What's it feel like?" Annie cooed stroking her friends wobbling side. "Annie please! I need help. I-I can still feel myself growing. Oh god it's so warm I feel like I'm exploding frome the inside out." Rain squeaked and cried as her friend teetered and played with her. She weakly wiggled her bulbous limbs as best she could trying desperately to get back any control, but it never came. "Annie you dork I feel like a bomb with a lit fuse here, please do something, any thing!" "Oh I'll light your fuse bomb girl..." Annie moaned as she strut in front of Rain, bowl of chocomallows in hand. She had striped down to her lace panties lust burning in her eyes. Rain whimpered jiggling in place as she tried to run. "Aw poor baby so hot and full. Maybe if poor baby wasn't such a gluttonous brat this wouldn't of happened." She tilted the doomed girl onto her swollen back, rain kicking her plumped feet all the way. "Hard to stay thin when all you eat are marshmallows blimpy. Especially during a heat wave, all those mallows puffing and melting, blowing you up fuller..." She pushed down on her dangerously packed friend, her body groaning louder and louder as a response. "And tighter..." More pressure came shooting across her Rain's taxed skin. "Till you just...Pop!" Annie quickly lifted her hand the buoyant skin quickly giving chase with an angry gurgle.

(continued) Rain winced as her body grew a couple more inches in retaliation for Annie's roughness. She stared straight up at the ceiling as Annie approached her fattened face bowl of sweets tucked nearly beneath her arm. Rain pulled and fought against her useless blob of a body but it was too late for her. Whether ready or not her friend was gonna splatter her across the walls. Deciding to give in she had one final request. "Wait Ann! Before you burst me like the pig I am. Can I maybe borrow your new vibrator? The one with the heating function." She cooed pouting her swollen lips through her tightened lip ring. Annie was slightly taken aback before giggling. "Sure thing my greedy bomb girl. Least I can do for making you burst. Even a brat deserves one last bit of pleasure before she spits herself asunder." She ran off almost to exited, leaving Rain to sit and ponder her inevitable fate. Was she really just gonna give up and let herself burst like some cheap blowup doll. Shed always had a crush on Ann but exploding so she could get off seemed like a bit much. A thick rod ripped her away as the toy was forced into her tightened lips. This was it. Time to blow. The toy hummed and heaved inside her snatch ()sending warm waves of pleasure cascading through her over blown body. Annie forced the rest of the chocolates in the exploding girls mouth then got to work rubbing shaking and prodding loosening and stretching her toys skin to help along her new expansion. Rain gurgled and moaned through half lidded eyes as her head sank into her ten foot body. She filled the room and kept going as Annie tried to keep their stuff from breaking. Rain gaged out marshmallow from her lips as her cheeks fattened to soccer balls. Rain was screaming now pain and pleasure becoming one as small splits and tears spread across her body. Ann quickly ripped off Rain's sweat and cum smoked panties and stuffed them in her loud groaning mouth. "Quiet you cow I'm gonna get a noise complaint." Annie began to panic quickly running out of apartment and her former roommate showing little sign she'd be popping soon. "God why do you have to be such a greedy slut rain! Just burst like a good girl so I can clean you up and get it over with. Rain cried out through her panties the mallow splitting her cheek from the pressure. Rain could barely tell what was happening anymore. Just an hour ago she was a normal happy girl. All she knew now was greed lust and pain. Her body warped and wobbled growing hard as stone. It pressed Annie against the window, Rain's body now filling the entire room. Rain was quiet her body still. Her eyes darted about as she nervously sucked on her panties. Her body slowly stiffened. Rain fearfully bobbed her head around as she felt deep snaps pang across her body. Her skin began to soften again before more and more micro tears webbed across the poor girls body. She felt everything from her engorged nipple to her swollen toe spread itself apart. She cried out for Annie as she swelled one final time before a loud wet boom rang throughout the complex and white foam coated Annie's windows. ___________ Annie awoke with a jolt. She quickly looked over at her chubby friend passed out next to her on the couch. Her body was still chubby but looked thin compared to the whale in her dreams. She checked the time. Midnight. She sighed and gently rubbed her roomies pillow of a belly carefully as to not wake her. Quietly she turned off the tv before heading to her room. One of these days she'd have to get these wet dreams under control some day. Unless she wants them to someday become reality. She shrugged off the thought. Besides even if a cute cow like her could blow up in a mess of glory she couldn't even think of forcing her to if she didn't want it. "That's it Annie give your cow more cake..." Rain mumbled through her dream. Ann stared wide eyed her her brain racing. Even if she wants to gain that doesn't mean she'd... "Fuck Annie I'm gonna blow!" Rain moaned before jolting awake, and popping the button on her shorts. She heard Annie's door shut and froze. Praying she didn't hear her.

>>4239 oh damn it's been awhile since we've had a really good story on here and this story was amazing is there anywhere else you post stories like this?

Unfortunately no but I do wanna post more especially if people want it

>>4253 well I would love to see more of your work

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Rain paced back and forth in her room. She'd waited all day to try these new weightloss pills. Not cause she was trying to loose weight mind you, you see she had a deep passion. That passion was to blow up and pop like a cheap party balloon. these diet pills were taken off the market cause they caused rapid gas expansion. She bit her lip ring at the thought, rubbing her chubby stomach. Just a little longer than her roommate Ann would be on her way to work and she'd be free to blow. She took stock of her supplies. Vibe, check, weed and snacks, double check, pills, accounted for. She eyed her outfit in the mirror. She wore a elastic black romper that hugged her already round and soft curves, black x-ray thigh highs, and a thick leather belt that sat right over her belly button. Brushing her feathery pink bangs from her face she decided to get ready ahead of time. Gently she slid the toy between her legs. She smoked two quick bowls wanting to calm any last minute jitters, before eagerly popping the pills down her greedy gullet. Ann shouted bye as Rain heard the door click shut behind her, it was time! She quickly moved everything to the living room, giddily putting on the test videos that led her to these pills. Videos of women and men billow outward bigger and larger. Some pop, some don't, all get huge. She turned on the vibrator and began stuffing her face with snack cakes and sweets. The pills took effect and turned the excess food to gas in her stomach. Instantly her belly bubbled out to a thick dome, her flesh tingling as it stretched and grew. She felt her belt tighten as her belly dipped around it like a fluffy muffin. She whimpered taking a fat rip from the bong, her ass and thighs slowly wobbling fatter. Rain awkwardly rubbed her legs in tuned with the vibe, as her socks were forced down by her hammy thighs. Rain couldn't help but groan as the belt began to groan. With a mighty THWACK the belt split down its side, loosing it's battle against the young girls over blown body. She moaned her face flushed as she orgasmed. Still the greedy blimp ate and ate, happily gulping down yummy cakes that only led her towards her inevitably messy end. She cooed as her sleeves constricted her thick biceps, her boobs blowing against the buttons on her romper. With a wet splat a cute twink femboy exploded covering the camera with cum soaked scraps. Rain came again her body going more stiff as her knees and elbows fattened with gas. Even now she could feel her limits. So close yet so far. She needed it the release the test subjects got when they blew she craved it! Now taking up the whole couch putting sumos to shame, she could only listen as the sounds of lustful blimps filled the room. She flapped her hands and feet as she felt the couch slowly drift away. Her cheeks fattened as she developed three chins. The first was her own, her second had gone from slight to massive, and finally her neck thickened into a fat slab the bubbled around her head. She looked like an over inflated balloon of her former self. She drifted away from her weed and snacks desperately trying to eat a few more before she couldn't. Her feet fattened in her newly shortened thigh highs. Toes balling into chunky useless pingpong balls, barely able to wiggle. Her hands and fingers fallowed suit bubbling around her bracelets and rings. Her romper tore of her, leaving her a helpless half baked balloon on the ceiling in her undies and socks. Rain could feel it coming, her body started going numb a heat rising from her core. She groaned fighting to move any part of her former body, but everything was too fat too full only managing to jiggle and strain her quaking flesh. She couldn't stop cumming, her panties were soaked through dripping her lust on the floor. She tried to speak or scream in pleasure, only managing to get muffled moans and burps through her fat lips. Suddenly she heard the door rattle below her. She bobbed on the ceiling in panic, barely able to flip herself on the weather balloons she used to call an ass. She realized there was no way she could hide feeling herself get wedged between the coffee table and ceiling as she became a ten foot blimp. Slowly the door creaked open as Ann stepped in. "Hey so turns out they didn't need me so I got to come home. Wh-whaa..." She chirped before staring at the blimp once called Rain. "H-hey Rainy... Watcha been up too?" Ann asked cautiously poking her roommates puffy skin. Rain tried to answer but only a strained bassy burped fled her lips. A deep gurgle rumbled under her paper thin skin, Ann squeaked pulling her hand back. Rain's eyes darted around the room as she felt her body loosen, barely able to gulp before her skin surged forward. The table was crushed as her ballooned midsection hit the floor. Ann stared wide eyed as the balloon heaved and swelled taking up more and more room. Rain cried out screams fading into burps and farts as her body lost it's fight with the gas filling her. "Well rain I was gonna ask if you wanted food but your clearly full enough as is so I'm just gonna go." Rain watched on misty eyed as her head sunk deeper in the quaking mass. She felt gravid. Her hands and feet felt miles apart. Her fingers and toes spreading wider as they fought for room. A series of deep snaps signaled the end, her body bouncing with each one. The vibrator shot out her clit as her cum turned into a jet of air. Ann tripped screaming as her former roommates body swelled overtop her. "Rain your crushing me! Help helpmph!" She cried as warm flesh filled her vision. "Annie I'm sworry BUWARP I'm gwonna bwow!" Windows were blown out as Rain's blast could be heard for five blocks. The titan of a girl splattered all across the neighborhood hood leaving scraps and mess as far as the eye could see. Ann groaned wiping bits of the once cute girl off her face, before a lone lip ring landed in her forehead. "I should've stayed at work..."

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>>1285 How about stories involving fatties stuffing themselves till their tummies ache?

>>4749 and then explode

How would you guys feel about a Wonka weight gain story with chocolate? Male or female? 1st person or third person?

>>4828 I would love that I think a first person male story as long as a ends with a pop I don't mind what is in it

>>4835 [PART ONE] You want some of the chocolate from the river. Wonka said it's off limits, but no one is currently looking. Nervously you gaze down at yourself. What's on you is a latex suit, with a rubber corset of sorts, that shows every curve. If the chocolate is fattening, it will definitely show up. You decide it's worth the risk though, and quickly slurp some chocolate. Deftly, your tongue sweeps around your mouth, and with a wipe from your sleeve, no evidence remains. yet. The group advances through the tour of the candy garden. You cannot stop tasting the chocolate, soft, silent burps keep coming. In fact, you seem full, despite not having eaten that much yet. It's so GOOD. You let yourself daydream about having your mouth stuck to a pipe where chocolate is forced in, until you're a human balloon and pop. The feeling of stretching, latex chafing up against your skin, and rising dough are not figments of your imagination, however. A slow smile appears on your face before *URP* Everyone turns around to look at you. "looks like someone's enjoying the sweets" "you're gonna get so fat haha" "holy shit look he's already bigger, his ass was certainly not this fat" "uhh...I think he's still growing" "no way...just how big is he going to get?" The guests begin to poke and prod. You check on your ass, two orbs stick out. They were right, it definitely was not this fat, and it looked twice as wide. Ever so slightly, it was rising, and the latex in your buttcrack was pulling more and more. The rubber corset grabs your attention, it becoming skinnier, but stretching wider, pinching into your sides. Gradually, love handles are puffing up, the other guests poking this rising dough. Everywhere around you the chafing latex can be felt. Your thighs in particular feel squeezed. A strange arousal was overtaking you, a tingling sensation building down south. You were avoiding looking at your belly when suddenly a cane prodded your soft dome. "You ate some of the river's chocolate, correct?" A sigh came from Wonka. "if you had just told me sooner, this could have been avoided" "what's going to happen to him?" a nervous question came "The chocolate inside of him is replicating itself. The belt can restrain the process, but we'll see if it holds" "What happens if the belt snaps" Silence from Wonka. At this point, you've got to be 300 pounds. You dick is now hardening, and you ballsack feels claustrophobic. So warm a sensation surges through you, fat piling on faster. The taste of chocolate grows stronger, and you burp again. Bingowings the size of pool toys envelop your arm, the suit pinching around the arm pits. The belly in front of you keeps pushing out in every direction, As you feel your ass blowing out behind you. The most god awful pinch is around the waist, however. You're a pear now, The belt skinnier than ever, and bisecting your stomach and ever-bulging love handles. "H-help me" you ask, swaying trying to keep balance. You look back at them, softening cheeks on your face rising from below. Your arms keep coming up, your torso growing so much they stick out at 45 degree angles. More and more the wobbling comes on, eventually destabilizing you to fall backwards. *BWOMPPFFF* You wiggle and wobble, your stomach sloshing around the most. Slowly, an audible deep-sea gurgling emanates deep within you. "alright, Everyone stand back" Wonka says. "The fat's still piling on inside him, but the belt should stop the chocolate now." You are simply forced into an immobile position, and the lust is driving you mad. Your dick isn't just hard now, it's actually growing. More and more pressure fills the squishy folds. The feeling of an overripe tomato comes to mind. This arouses you to no end, and your phallic organ is shooting up, until it hits the belt You wake shortly from your stupor. It seems the tip of the organ had slipped under the belt of your belly. It pulled and pulled, until finally...*SNAP*

>>4842 oh I love it wish that was me

>>4842 [PART TWO] With a deep thunder and a following leather stretching sound, You ballooned at once. wobbles turning to tremors across the gelatinous bulb called your stomach. Though you could not see it, you could feel it, the bottom half of your fupa folding in on itself vertically, as your navel continued to stretch and deepen. You feel strangely compressed, but afloat, the multitude of flabs pushing on you from every angle. Every part of your body was swelling, your flanks, your dome tummy, you asscheeks widening and hoisting you aloft, backfat starting to nestle your cranium, and your arms getting trabbed in squishy tubes. The sensation information overload, the sugar rush, the chocolate, was a psychedelic blast. You surged past the size of a large van, your grip on realiting slipping. But what really caught people's attention was your-- "HOLY SHIT HIS DICK IS HUGE" "ITS LIKE A PYTHON" "i dont think all that quivering is from his fat wobble" Wonka sighed. "Chocolate is an aphrodisiac. Stop ogling get behind the blast shield." Blast shield? was there going to be a blast? Your brain was confused, but ultimately dropped it. The massages, the compression on your ballsack, two beachballs of their own, buried in shifting flab, were distracting you. Your pressured buttnut added its own cocktail of adrenaline, and ultimately culminating in an electric storm along your rubbed shaft. But the release did not come. The fat, however, did keep coming. You were unsure of just how big you were, or how much time has passed, exactly. Your brain only became more hyper aware of your fattening body conscience, gaining ecstasy and impossible libido. The gurgling sound, the stretching, were only becoming more violent, and you started to feel a bit tight around your love handles. You would have guessed they're the size of a room now, if you could have thought clearly. Suddenly the cold press of metal met your stomach, and an oncoming bumpy metal surface. The growing, sloshing dome had hit the ceiling, and was flattening against it. Metal groans cried from the ceiling. "This is bad" Wonka said " Why hasn't he popped yet?" "I wouldn't know, I've never had someone this big before" "he's getting pretty big, we should find a way out" "uhh...where?" The wall of flab, individual bulging rolls, surged towards them. You feel a soft crunching sensation on your right, before it hits another metal surface. Soon after the left side meets the wall, and you're feeling terribly tight. Structural integrity whines, groans, and finally fails, belaying the tight feeling, for but a moment. You were hyper ventilating with horniness, you were the size of a warehouse. The tightening feeling returned, the more bulging your stomach did, the odd stretching pinch came. You were going to pop! That did it. Finally, your great oak sized penis shotgunned cum, The pressure on your ballsack released, and a fountain of sticky white goo was running down the rest of your flab. Sentient thought was lost. just the words BIGGER BIGGER BIGGER over and over. The painful pinch of stretches were appearing everywhere now. Your ass was too fat. Your lovehandles felt impossibly pulled. Your back, your cheeks, your neck, but your tummy was the worst. The cumming kept coming, harder and harder, and then building the hardest shot of your life, only releasing when-- A large bomb noise was heard, buildings flattening under beige offal, squishy fluff, and your soul gone from this mortal plane.

>>4842 Hey do you have a writing account for more stuff? Or did you just write this, cause I want to see more of your stuff regardless.

>>4872 I could make a DA account in the future, next stories could be just weight gain themed in general. Want to write a more lighthearted warhammer story about a slaaneshi cultist battling other demons and imperial guard.

for some reason i wanna see a blueberry bursting POV where the reader is also wearing a blue tracksuit like in the 2005 willy wonka

"I wouldn't do that, I really wouldn't..." Mrs.Wonka warned sounding half asleep. She sat examining her black painted nails, her dark purple blazer barely covered her heavy chest and was offset by a black pleated leather skirt, her tights ripped and worn from her extra wide hips and thighs, as a velvet black hat sat upon her aburn hair. She toyed with the goggles round her neck as another drowsy warning flowed from her plump black lips. "Please the gum isn't really ready yet. The dessert..." "I bet it's to die for!" You quickly interrupt Wonka as you shove the thick blue square In your mouth. Loudly smacking away in your bright blue sweat suit. "That's exactly what I'm worried about... Oh well enjoy it while it lasts." Wonka lazily states as the rest of the tour badger you on how the gum is. "So what's it like, it tasty?" The resident stoner chimed in. You barely caught his name but your pretty sure it was Leo. "I want some!" some bubblegum pink influencer cried. You hadn't learned her name only calling her princess. "Are you sure this is a good idea dude?" Asked a shy blue haired girl. Her name was Charlie and she had an ass nearly as big as Wonka's. You've tried your best not to leer at them both but you've frequently failed. luckily they're none the wiser. "Why worry it's just gum." You mutter between smacks. Your already feeling kinda full by the time dessert kicks in, coming far quicker than you were expecting. A throaty moan escapes your soft lips as Leo gets a weird look on his face. "Uh am I just really high or is there nose turning blue?" He asks deeply concerned. "On second thought I don't want some." Princess says looking disgusted "No they're turning blue... Your whole body is violet!" Charlie cries. "Tried to warn you. Terrible fate really no matter what I do I can't get the blueberry pie filling to stop!" Wonka taps her foot annoyed at the thought. "What's happening?!?" You practically slurr from how much pulp and juice is in your mouth. "Your turning into a blueberry I'm afraid... Oh my your were already rather plump too this is going to get dreadfully messy." Wonka states suddenly sounding half asleep again. A sudden gurgle draws you back to your now wider midsection. You stare wide eyed still chomping away as you paw at your growing midsection. A fullness washes over your whole body as your tracksuit grows thinner around your thickening thighs and now bulbus ass. Another moan leaves you as you loudly gulp another piece of pie. "Ewww they're getting so fat!" Princess squeals. "Well several tons of pie will do that to you..." Wonka states twirling her hair in her own little world. "Someone do something! Call a doctor!" Charlie cries. "I know! Stick them with a pin!" Leo says clearly way too proud of his idea, before charlie chides hom down to size. "They'd pop dude!" "Oh it's already much too late to avoid that my lovelies" wonka flatly says glancing at you. "As stated the gum doesn't stop producing that delicious filling I'm afraid our blue friend here is on their way to a very bombastic end." "What!?!?!" You cry suddenly feeling infinitely more volatile. You wave your blubbery arms as your stomachs drops beneath the band of your sweatshirt. Chest now ballooned to be fatter then Wonka, the same goes for your rear. Fat blue cheeks rise like the sun from their elastic prisons. You try to look as they grow but wind up having to throw your arms forward so you don't tip like a cow. Your calves feel like sausages in your clothes as do your arms as movement becomes difficult without ripping free of your modesty. To them you probably look like the world's fattest sumo, but you only felt like a ticking bomb as a tight pulling sensation radiates from your belly button. "Wowsers they've gotten so big" Leo states poking your swaying paunch. You wince out a loud fearful moan as your body surges larger after he removes his finger. "Wonka if they're really gonna explode, I'm gonna need a poncho this dress is Gucci and there's no way I'm gonna ruin it by some fatso splattering me with their insides!" Princess howls constantly flicking her eyes back at you as if to check your progress. "My what a lovely girl. Not to worry the loompas are on their way..." Wonka states sounding very strained and annoyed. Charlie has been pacing around you gently rubbing and cupping various bulbs of blue stained fat. Occasionally letting a giggle escape when people weren't looking. Her touch was oddly soothing even if her glee at watching you swell akin some tick wasn't. Your libs were now super full and stubby, your thighs were little more than round bands softly drooping down your thigh thick calves, which in turn were oozing across your quickly swelling feet. Your arms were in a similar predicament, as your hands filled like doctors gloves. Another giggle escaped Charlie as your laces snapped on your Converse, feet far too swollen to keep them tied. "Jeez she's not gonna last much longer guys." Leo whined sounding rather afraid of your tightening middle. "Yeah poor baby feels ready to POP!" Charlie said sounding deeply concerned though the pinch she gave your ass told you otherwise. Wonka lazily watched, as your tracksuit started to split a clear sign of what's to come. You whimper as you gulp more pie, your unsure if the gums even in your mouth at this point as your mouth is simply too full of the delicious flavoring. The stretching feeling from your belly button now spreads cross your entire ball of a body. You whimper as your feet lift off solid ground your crotch pressing hard against the cold floor. A kinda painful growing pressure rises in your nipples before juice starts to trickle out of them too. In fact juice was leaking from you lips and belly button as well. The pulp felt like ice on your agitated skin, but you feel like a shiver would be enough to split your hide. The loompas appear in red vinyl hazmat suits which hug their curvy figures. Wonka and the tour watch in excitement as they surround your tightening body. The head loompa was covered with face piercings and had swoopy bangs. She approached Wonka for orders. "Sorry we're late boss. Things didn't go great with that German kid, been decontaminating the river ever since" she mimicked an explotion with her hands. "Ah Looma just in the nic of time! I was worried we'd be on our own... Now could you please try and roll this berry to the bursting room please. I'm afraid they may detonate before you get there so please stick to the scenic route as to avoid any of the machines getting damaged." Wonka then turned toward the group, giving you a delicious look at her plump soft ass. You swear you could feel yourself growing faster while you looked. "Alright kiddos sorry to cut this short but we should probably get going unless we want to share their fate so..." "Aww but I wanna see the fatty go boom! It's the least they deserve for blowing themselves up and disgusting me like that!" Princess cried stomping her feet. "Yeah it uhm feels wrong to leave them ya know..." Charlie says clearly looking for an excuse. "I dunno guys..." Leo hesitantly states watching the loompas work. "Alright fine we'll stay till the roll her out of here." Wonka sighs exhausted. Looma approached as the rest of the loompas very carefully ran a tape measure along you side. Looma herself took a small probe and poked your over packed side. With a loud beep she called to the loompas. "Alright girls! No time for a song their already splitting as we speak." You began to cry as you realize with utter horror your too fat for their ten foot measure. The tightness runs through your entire body as you swell eight feet tall. You try in vein to kick the water balloons breaking out of your shoes or flap your over pumped hand but you can hardly even manage to wiggle your fingers or toes. Causing violent creaks to billow from your body. Looma takes stock of your size an looks at the small double doors you came through grimacing. "Alright too late to roll them ladies get the shields up and find cover FAST!" You can't stop moaning your voice sending shockwaves through your own body. Your face fattens into an unrecognizable blob, as your tattered tracksuit stains a dark violet from your sweat. Your panting your body won't stop making ominous creaks and groans. The loompas have put clear plastic walls around four sides of you. The tour watches horrified except Charlie who smiles and waits patiently for your big finish. A sudden pang of relief hits what was ounce your thigh, then your ass as a familiar cold fluid dribbles from these new stretch marks. They begin rapidly appearing across your whole body some even sprouting from you apple sized cheeks. You feel it coming. That final release. It inches so close yet feels miles away. Your body pushes against the shields as several pops are heard across your body gaining in pitch. Juice runs from your torn shoe and a few fingers, your body suddenly feels ice cold, the pie is stronger than ever, as you spit up juice and cum huge wads of juice and pulps all over the floor. Your voice sounds impossibly deep and gutteral as you call one last time for release, barley catching Charlie and Wonka wave good bye. Wonka in her apathetic demeanor, with Charlie much more giddy and almost lustful as she bites her lip. "MMMMMPPHUMPHMOOOOOOOOPH!"

*BOOSH BAM SPLAT SQUELCH* You cum again before your body hits thirteen feet and promptly explodes. The sensation almost akin to belly flopping from a cliff after the best orgasm of your life. The shields toppple over as juice pulp and foam coat nearly the whole room. Everyone but Looma and Wonka get swept in the flood, as your scraps have their way with the rooms. Everyone slowly stands up the loompas frantically checking their suits for leaks. "O my god they really burst!... It's like a bomb went off in here" Leo says wiping some pulp from his mouth. "Ewww! Ewww! Ew!" Princess wails while wiping slop from her Gucci. "Uh oh... Mrs. Wonka I don't feel so good." Charlie softly says as her fat thigh turns a deep shade of blue. "Goddammit. Get the janitors here stat. Tell them their about to get over time." Wonka groans rubbing her temples. She stares at the three remaining guests as they too fatten and swell. An oversized tatterd tracksuit, shoes, their rapidly growing bodies, and a soaked swollen wad of gum the only sign you were there.

>>5285 >>5286 holy shit......that was amazing!

>>4817 Figuratively, no bursting, either.

>>5306 Or, just looking like they will explode, that's all.

https://www.deviantart.com/vinvilllian/art/Beckoning-to-a-Butterball-WG-Vore-Bursting-938090073

>>1285 General burst thread or should we seperate fat from inflation?

I vote general burst if it keeps the thread alive

https://www.deviantart.com/sourwaffleprincess/art/Diplomatic-Hospitality-Part-1-949870717 https://www.deviantart.com/sourwaffleprincess/art/Diplomatic-Hospitality-Part-2-949884295

Corngammer11 has a couple of stories with bursting. https://www.deviantart.com/corngamer11/art/Massive-by-Moonlight-3-3-STUFFING-WG-BURSTING-984567499

https://www.deviantart.com/brasbydesign had quite a few short stories that often end up with implied exploding. I knew they did "seasonal stuffings" years ago but was surprised to find more recent stuff