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New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 11
Aoba uttered a tired sigh and delicately placed her fork on the plate in front of her. Slouched in her chair she leaned back a little, trying to alter her posture and relieve some of the pressure built up in her bloated gut.
The plate directly in front of her was just one of a legion that lay stripped and bare on the kitchen table, and Aoba had been their unwilling executioner. Her victims, prepared by her loving and doting mother for her breakfast, lay splayed out or stacked in front of her with nothing more than mere crumbs remaining.
Aoba brought her right hand up and placed it gingerly on her distended middle. It was so big now that it pressed against the table and her belly button was nearly as far away as her knees, short of only a few inches at most. It was a constant reminder of just how big she was getting, how much fatter and heavier she continued to get. Thinking about it made her not want to get up.
“Aoba.” Her mother’s parental tone pulled the engorged gi
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 10
Aoba tugged her shirt down nervously as she stared up at the brightly coloured and sign above the building. It read “Core Gym”, in English lettering no less, though she was not sure what ‘Core’ was supposed to mean in this context. Many people haphazardly put English words in their titles or speech just because they thought it sounded cool.
Aoba felt embarrassed being at a gym because it was quite apparent to any onlooker why she would be there. She had never thought she would ever need to be here. While she used to watch her weight as much as any other teenager, she had never previously felt like a girl prone to weight gain and she had always been rather petite; at least until a month ago.
The huge adipose bulge on her midsection had grown over the past week since she had gotten her appetite back, swelling from the size of a volleyball to a full sized beach ball. Her once loose maternity shirts were now almost completely filled out which created the illusion th
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 9
The train doors hissed open and Umiko Ahagon was the first to disembark. The chilly wind whipped at her on the open train platform, causing the Okinawan born woman to clutch her jacket collar tightly and huddle. She had never adapted well to winter; it was a weakness she despised in herself. It wasn’t healthy for her airsoft guns either.
Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her phone and checked the time. 09:30; she had plenty of time to reach the restaurant before the appointed time. Her inner pride refused to rush simply to get out of the cold. She adjusted her collar and held it tightly together and stepped out onto the street.
Umiko was grateful that the place they were meeting was away from the coast, otherwise the strong winds would be even more brutally cold. Even as it was, the wind was channeled down the streets by the tall buildings was blustery to say the least. Sand and dirt, whipped up by the wind stung Umiko’s exposed face.
Umiko wished she could blame som
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 8
Aoba sighed as she shambled along the sidewalk to work. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by her attire and the connotations it had. When her mother said that she had a solution for getting Aoba fitting clothes, this wasn’t at all what she had imagined.
Draped over Aoba’s tiny frame was a purple maternity shirt with darker purple flower patterns. It was too big even for her bulging tummy, coming down past her hips. The black maternity pants she wore were also a bit loose on her thin frame. She would have preferred to wear her still intact skirt from her suit but it would have looked out of place with the maternity shirt.
The various stares she had gotten on the train had been more awkward than usual. The disappointed looks, the gossiping office ladies, the confused stares of the students. Aoba just wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear.
Things were better now that she was just going down the street to work but she still caught the occasional pedestrian lookin
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 7
Rinko Akiyama removed another container from the basket and opened the lid. “More cupcakes Nene-chan?” Tender blue eyes turned away from the notebook they had been looking at and gazed warily at the brightly coloured treats in the container.
“Ah! They look great!” Nene put down her pencil and accepted the container. She plucked one of the sugary treats from inside and brought it to her lips, taking a big bite. Her face morphed into an expression of bliss  “Mmmmmm so good!”
Rinko giggled. “Thank you. Sakuya has been teaching me and I think it’s really starting to payoff.” Across the table from Nene, Sakuya gave Rinko a cocky grin.
“You’ve still got a ways to go before you can match me though. When you’re done with those cupcakes Nene-chan, I’ve got some tarts you can have too.”
“Really? Yay, I’ll have them as soon as I’m done these!”
Rinko watched with an odd sense of content
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 5
The sound of crunching chips echoed through the living room against the voices coming from the glowing television. Further away was the clinking of dishes as they were washed and placed to dry.
Aoba lay on her side upon the couch. Her hair was out of its usual twin-tails and flowing naturally along her back. She was wearing her pink tartan pajamas that was struggling to contain her bulging middle, her belly forcing the bottom of the button-up top almost two inches and gaps were appearing between the buttons, showing off the light skin beneath the soft fabric, with one cap exposing the deepening crater of her belly button.
Aoba was embarrassed to admit it to herself, but she could actually feel her belly resting on the couch, the feeling of it deforming slightly on its side. It was an odd feeling and Aoba was a little ashamed of it to some degree because it meant she was fat. There was no ‘getting fat’ anymore, she was properly plump now.
Aoba rested her left hand on her tum
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 6
Aoba stood in front of her mirror, her face scrunched up and red with effort. She adjusted her posture constantly, looking for a new angle or shape that would work.
Aoba had just managed to squeeze her dress shirt over her basketball sized belly, huge diamond shaped gaps of skin showing between the heavily burdened buttons. Stress creases indicated just how tight her shirt was to any would-be onlookers, but Aoba herself knew even better how tight it was.
The tightness of her suit actually made breathing difficult as it restricted her diaphragm, and any bending or flexing at the waist was actually painful as the shirt dug into her soft tummy. Aoba was worried that even small movements threatened to snap the buttons on her suit, fully exposing her bulging belly to the world. It was embarrassing enough wearing such ill fitting attire in public.
Aoba sucked in her gut as much as she could and with all her strength she pulled the suit together. Her face turned dark red as her fingers fumble
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 4
The train hissed to a stop at the station and the doors opened, allowing a bright and happy Yun to skip merrily off the train. This morning she had begun the day with the worst of expectations but now she felt as though no matter what happened today, nothing would dampen her spirits.
This morning she had finally dared to do it, she had gone on the scale. She had gone on expecting the worst, despite all of her, and Aoba’s, efforts but much to her delight, she had lost an entire kilogram. Quite an accomplishment with virtually no exercise or extra dieting aside from having Aoba eat her extra sweets to keep them away from her.
Yun was a walking bundle of sunshine as she stepped into the Eagle Jump office and headed to her desk. As usual, Aoba was already at her own desk working diligently. She noticed Yun and turned in her seat to face her.
“Ah, good morning Yun-san.”
“Ah, morning Aoba-chan.” Yun assumed her seat and logged into her computer, and as she began
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 3
Nene Sakura was bored, oh so bored. The professor seemed to drone on forever in his dreary monotone voice, making it so much harder for the already scholastically challenged girl to get invested in the lesson.
He stood with his back to the class, scribbling things on the blackboard. The hard knocks of his chalk as he wrote echoed through the virtually silent lecture hall. The only other sounds were the scratching of pencils on paper and the rolling of ballpoint pens, broken only by the occasional turn of a page and monotonous murmur from the professor.
Daisuke Fujikawa was a man nearing sixty, so perhaps he could have been forgiven for not having much energy during his lectures, except that there were plenty of professors that exceeded his age. As far as Nene was concerned, he was closer to his grave than any of the other professors. Since wishing he would find himself there sooner rather than later would be a bad thing, she settled for wishing him a prompt retirement.
As the professor
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 2
“Here, Aoba-chan!” Yun handed Aoba another package of cookies, her second one of the day already.
“Ah, thank you very much for your generosity.” The light-haired girl said, bowing gratefully in her seat. She spun away from Yun and placed the the package next to the empty on on her desk, giving Yun a clear side-view of Aoba sitting down.
It had been a week since Yun began giving Aoba her extra sweets and the smaller girl had taken to them quite well, especially since it seemed to increase her productivity. In fact, in just a week, the character creation team had gotten back on schedule and if things kept going like this they would be ahead of schedule in just a few more weeks; however, the effects were already making themselves apparent on Aoba’s tiny frame, and the changes all seemed concentrated in a single place: Aoba’s waist.
Aoba had a noticeable gut bulging about an inch over the waistband of her skirt. Yun didn’t think it was possible to
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Literature
New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 1
Yun IIjima scowled at her reflection in the full length mirror. She stood in her underwear, pinching her sides and examining how much flesh got caught between her fingers. She didn’t look chubby, she thought, but with two of her coworkers having such excellent figures, she couldn’t help but feel thick by comparison, notably with her lack of a trim and narrow waist.
Yun felt that she was fairly mundane in terms of looks. Her puny A-cup breasts made her feel inadequate next to some of her colleagues, and her narrow hips didn’t do anything to help someone identify her as an adult. Combined with her short height, these attributes often got her mistaken for a high schooler, which didn’t do much for her self-confidence. Her only bright spots were her sandy blonde hair, right on the line of blonde and brown, and her crimson eyes.
She sighed heavily and looked over at her desk. It was covered with bits of scrap paper, eraser shavings and drawings, as expected of someone
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Literature
The Five-pound Menace
The sounds of chewing and smacking of lips permeated the dining room as Mia, Tuva, and Julie sat around the dining table amid ravaged stacks of Tuva’s famous cupcakes. Crumbs littered the table, floor and even the girls themselves as they rapidly devoured the delectable treats.
Julie was wearing her light blue pajama shirt and matching pants, neither of which fit properly as her pale white belly bulged out between them. The shirt had been forced up so much that her belly button would soon be showing and get to a point where the shirt couldn’t contain it no matter how much Julie tried to force it down. The pants were being pushed down at the front, making the waist band of her PJ pants tighter.
Across the table from her was Tuva, the provider of this bountiful banquet of sweets. She wore her pink pajama shirt with the kitty face on the chest and her beautiful sky blue hair was in its trademark twin-tails help by pink ribbons with little white poke-dots but were less kept tha
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Literature
Beach Bellies
Beach Bellies
The mid-morning sun shone down on a wide beachfront, causing bits of silica to glitter in its light. Waves gently rolled up onto the sandy shore, and the lofty cries of sea gulls added to the ambiance of the sea. Even the noises of the crowds gathered on the sand was nearly mute compared to the orchestra of the sea and seemed to blend into the background. However, one particular sound seemed to carry on above the noises of civilization coming off of the beach; ringing like a bell to all those within earshot, its catchy melody expressing joy and happiness.
Skipping along the gravel path to the beach from the parking lot, with a wood folding beach chair under each arm and singing merrily was a girl clad in a pink bikini and matching sandals. With every skip and hop her basketball sized pot belly danced and jiggled while her two long blonde braids swung behind her.
“Big belly, big belly, dance, dance, dance,
Till I pop the buttons on my pants, pants, pants
Eating wh
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Literature
The Cupcake Bandit
The cupcake bandit
Mia grunted softly as she tried to adjust one her favorite pair of pajamas to her fit over her body. She had been in the bathroom, with the door locked, for nearly twenty minutes trying to get ready to settle down for the night, but her clothes refused to cooperate.
The outfit was a light blue colour and made of soothingly soft cotton, made of more layers to be warmer in the cooler months of the year. It came in two parts: a skirt which reached to just above the knees with blue frills at the end, and a long-sleeved sweater top with the same frills on either side of the zipper that went up the middle. The top also had a hood with floppy bunny ears that she currently had up covering her head. She loved the outfit, she thought it was cute, unfortunately there was a single great problem with it now: it didn’t fit.
Mia tried again to pull down the sweater top to cover her middle but every time she let go it would spring back up into the gap between her breast
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Those of you who read Chapter 5 of New Weight Gain Game! thank you first of all for your kind reviews and for reading but unfortunately I messed up horribly and posted chapter 6 instead of chapter 5. My sincerest apologies for this horrible screwup and I will immediately upload the real Chapter 5 now to atone and the chapter I submitted is renamed to Chapter 6. You can read the real chapter 5 as chapter 5 here: New Weight Gain Game! Chapter 5The sound of crunching chips echoed through the living room against the voices coming from the glowing television. Further away was the clinking of dishes as they were washed and placed to dry.
Aoba lay on her side upon the couch. Her hair was out of its usual twin-tails and flowing naturally along her back. She was wearing her pink tartan pajamas that was struggling to contain her bulging middle, her belly forcing the bottom of the button-up top almost two inches and gaps were appearing between the buttons, showing off the light skin beneath the soft fabric, with one cap exposing the deepening crater of her belly button.
Aoba was embarrassed to admit it to herself, but she could actually feel her belly resting on the couch, the feeling of it deforming slightly on its side. It was an odd feeling and Aoba was a little ashamed of it to some degree because it meant she was fat. There was no ‘getting fat’ anymore, she was properly plump now.
Aoba rested her left hand on her tum
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ZhermanZays Featured By Owner Edited Mar 1, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
EY, complimenti su venti mila pagine viste! (Google Translate that shieeeet)
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ShamelessPride Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2017
Grazie. Hopefully I can find some time to get back to work uploading stuff.
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ZhermanZays Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Hey, same.
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SleepingAyumu Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2017  Student General Artist
Thank you, come again! :iconsadcraiplz:
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Thanks for the faves.
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my pleasure.
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mentalhunter Featured By Owner Jul 27, 2016
in 4 days it will be your birthday.

so...

ADVANCE HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

MAY YOU HAVE MANY MANY BIRTHDAYS TO COME!!!
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ShamelessPride Featured By Owner Jul 27, 2016
Heh thank you. Been thinking about what other kinds of stories I might put up here.
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mentalhunter Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2016
you're welcome.

keep it up.

try to think something creative.
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I'll try. Is there something you'd like to see? I'm open to suggestions.
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