New video coming today, and also — just got some new filming equipment that will allow us for more interesting angles going forward! We’ll now be able to film from above, so we’re excited to start playing with that. Have a good day guys!
From the Vault: fatty in his singlet getting force fed the donuts he wouldn’t stop asking me for. I remember this day. I told him give me 20 minutes and he whined so I went right away and he got to eat em like a piggy for me instead of snacking on them.
Beach Day Part 1: Whale Watching
Took fatboy down to the beach now that he’s over covid. He used to never get in shirtless so this progress is fun as fuck! Not pictured is the shore with a few people staring, but fuck em. He gave them a show with those titties 🤣 After, we got into the tent and I couldn’t keep my hands off that blubber. Fuck!
Stay tuned for Part 2.
Quarantine ended and apparently fatty’s breathing is doing just fine because he just gave the best blow job. He crawled over to me on his hands and knees and went to fucking town on this dick 😈 Fucked his tits, too.
Piggie again. I had lunch earlier and played with all my soft fat for you guys. The last segment is my favorite though. I was feeling really cruddy in the first part of the clip, and while I was editing, I took ANOTHER video because I’m starting to feel better! Wanted to show it, plus play with my fat in slo-mo for everyone. And show some things I haven’t had a chance to show before.
I see a light at the end of the tunnel with covid. My voice is coming back, and aside from feeling kind of foggy headed and weird from all the meds, I feel okay. I hope y’all enjoy the video! Tal and I get to reunite either tomorrow or the next day and as you’ll find out in the video, I’M EXCITED.
Hey guys! See the video, too. I’m okay, but don’t feel great. Really weak and body aches galore. I might be a lil absent the next couple days, but I mean… I’m also I’m off work and quarantining so I may get bored and do some Live Streams? Thoughts? And I guarantee I’ll start going stir-crazy and do som wild photo shoots, too.
Tal is staying upstairs. He wants to take care of me but I don’t want him taking that unnecessary risk as long as I can function and take care of myself.
Normally, I’d say, “Taking a break from gaining until I get better,” but we JUST hit a stride so I’ll still be gaining via Boost and bulking powders over the next few days.
Thank y’all for your support and understanding. I appreciate every single one of you more than you know ❤️
Hi everyone. Piggie here. Took me forever and a day to get this video to upload! Well, 4 hours, but still! I took a shower and gave some bits of slomo fun throughout the way. Fatpad fans will like this one. Well basically fans of wet slippery blubber in general will love this one!
Fatty catching some rays and learning his lard is too wide for armrests. These are huge chairs that he fit in in February, folks. Visual progress gets me every time. They grow up so fast 🥹 … but still not fast enough 😈
NEXT LIVE SESSION: Sunday, May 22 at 1030 PST!
Hoping to do this every Sunday. We’ll call it “Sunday Brunch with Big Boy.”
Hang out, joke, chat, tease me, ask me all the questions you’ve been curious about, get gaining tips, whatever you want! Tips are encouraged but NEVER required.
…and if you want me to do something specific, a $5 tip will make it happen. Or, I’ll chug a Boost every $5.
Thanks to those who joined the live session today! This big boy chugged 4 boosts, ate 2 cookies, 4 moon pies, 4 eclairs, and got to do some pig play and ATTEMPTED to jack off at the end. Def very hard to do in a sitting position when you’re as fat as I am.
OnlyFats server kept “going down for maintenance,” sadly, so we called it a day.
Special shout out to Oregano! It was nice meeting you. I’ll have a collar and a leash next time 😉
Don’t forget: going live at 10am PST tomorrow!
No subject or topic too taboo.
We’ll just hang out and have fun.
Tips appreciated but NEVER EVER EVER expected.
However, a $5 tip = I chug a Boost or eat a Snack.
But also please be reasonable and don’t kill me via Boost 🥴
See you in the morning, guys!
Fatboy had another company reach out to ask him to try a sex toy. Never would have thought the shy lil nerdy chub I met 8 years ago would be getting contacted by sex toy companies to review their products — didn’t think he’d be over 500lbs either, but here we are 😈 Same company as last time. He was a little shocked by the movement. You can see it sink in on his face that its going to be intense. I pop it in his big fat ass and he starts squealing right away. Decided to spank him some to really get him crying out. Sadly, the toy isn’t ideal for him. It wriggles its way out of his sloppy pig hole. It has a ring that reaches around and straps around where most guys would have a cock to hold it in place — too bad for fatboy, because his cock got swallowed up by fat awhile ago 😈 I helped him sit on it though, and he went to town on some snack cakes while he enjoyed the sensations. Enjoy! Fatty sure did.
The Inevitable
~short follow-up to ‘Quarantine’~
“Uh, babe?” I yelled. “Can you come here for a minute?” Panic washed over me. I’d been a little weaker lately, but I was still able to waddle about. It had just been getting a bit harder to stand. After years of inactivity from covid coupled with years of unabashed gluttony during said inactivity, I’d put on 200 more pounds. My feeder Tal walked in, his face immediately lighting up. He knew. “What is it, Eli?”
“Babe, can you help me up? For some reason my legs are just too shaky today. It must be from all the walking I did yesterday.”
“Of course I’ll help you up, bubba!” he said excitedly. He knew it was coming... And ‘all the walking’ he did yesterday? He came downstairs a few times to grab some snacks. If he considered that a reason for weakness and soreness the following day, he must have been far more weak than he’d imagined.
He’d watched me glut myself senseless on sweets and snacks since March 2020. He’d witnessed me laying in bed and watching TV all day long while he went out for jogs. He’d tried to get me to go with him a few times, but eventually gave up on the offers. He had thought to himself, “my porker’s going to end up immobile before 30 if he doesn’t start moving,” but had never said a word. He convinced himself it was because he didn’t want to be judgmental or hurt my feelings, but deep down he knew it’s what he wanted — an immobile hog, dependent on him for everything. And was that so bad? He was a nurturer. He loved caring for people, especially those he loved most.
“Here, give me your hands,” Tal commanded. I reached out to grab his rough, bony hands as he squeezed into my soft pudgy ones, gripping hard to help me up. “On the count of 3. I’ll pull, you lean forward and push with your legs. One…two…THREE!” Tal grunted as he pulled as hard as he could. I tried to push with my legs, but they were just too weak today! I made it about a half way up before my mass came crashing back down onto the bed, my body shaking back and forth from the gravity. “Lets try a different way? Maybe try grabbing under my arms.” My feeder was a Personal Trainer, and knew proper lifting techniques. If he could just help me get to my feet I’d be fine. I just overdid it yesterday, was all. He looked at me with a little smirk and said, “Okay, Eli. We’ll try that. Maybe that will work, huh?” I sensed some condescending tone in his voice. Where was this coming from?
Tal squatted at the knees, and hooked his arms under and up behind my blubbery shoulders. “One… two… THREE!” Tal really did lift with all his might, and he saw that I pushed with my soft, jiggling legs as well. He watched them shake and wobble, sending ripples up and down the fat on my hips. I was too heavy, and he let go. This time, not only did my fat ass crash onto the bed, but I fell backward onto my back, as well. Tal watched in awe as I wriggled, trying to slosh my body about to gain the momentum needed to get myself back into the upright position. It was like watching a turtle on its back, trying to flip its shell back around so it could walk again. Only Tal was thinking there probably wasn’t going to be much walking in my future.
I was out of breath from all of the exertion. “Tal…if you could just… roll me over…. just push on my back… that big back roll…” He wasn’t helping, and he wasn’t responding. I began to panic. “Babe… Tal… help me roll over so we can try again!” Silence.
Tal began to talk in a soothing, caring voice. “Eli. It’s happened. We knew the day would come, didn’t we?” He walked closer to the bed, looking down at me. I looked akin to a beached whale. Meanwhile, I was looking up at his abs and chiseled jawline as he spoke. “I know we didn’t think it would happen so soon,” he patted my belly, resting one hand on my giant tit, “but Eli… bubba… think of all the times I asked you to walk with me. Think of all the times I said you should walk to the corner store for your snacks instead of relying on DoorDash. You kept putting it off, ignoring the possible consequences.” Tears began to well in my eyes. He was right. I knew what was going on, but didn’t want to admit it. “Tal, no. Look, just roll me to the side of the bed and then I can—“
“ELI,” he cut me off. “It’s done. Let’s get you comfortable as best we can. Look, it’s the next step in our journey! You wanted this, remember? Now you don’t have to worry about a thing! I make enough for the both of us. Hey, we can set you up on a pay-per-view livestream and even make you a little spending money. People would love to see you in your new life.” I began to cry. “Tal, I’m scared!” He laid down in the bed next to me, rubbing my belly, watching it sway in circles and jiggle back and forth before coming to a stop. He comforted me for close to 20 minutes before speaking again.
“You’ve got nothing to be afraid of, bubba. I’m not going anywhere. Just relax. One day at a time… one day at a time… you know, if you ever want to lose weight, I’ll support you. You know I will.” We both knew that Id never choose that, especially after my initial fears were quelled.
Through some sniffles, I asked my next question. “What’s for dinner?” Tal cracked a huge smile and chuckled. “Whatever you want, Big Guy. Whatever you want.”
I always forget about the pigtail butt plug I got him. Always good to shove it up that fat (and getting fatter) ass after I shoot a load deep in there. Make sure he stays bred and fed like the fat piggy he is. Oink! 🐷😈
Fatboy was craving dick when I got home from work and I was more than happy to fuck that wobbling fat ass of his. Of course, had to stuff him a bit first. Shout out to @xlevix for the Moon Pies. He finished off the last of 24 double-deckers today. After working him a bit, I shot my load up his soft warm ass, gave it a smack for good measure, and headed out to get him dinner. Coming home to a 500+ lb gainer at the end of a long day and having him beg for my cock and food never gets old, folks.
Fatboy in his natural habitat, waking up from a food-c*ma. Gotta get ready for a Mother’s Day get-together at his family’s house. I just wanted to spread this cheeks and fuck that fat ass… fuck! Speaking of, new video tomorrow 😈
Thank you to whoever sent the fishnet stuff. And the robe. Fatboy said he wanted to do a “RuVeal” and was adamant I spell it like that and said “a lot of them will get it.” I gotta say, seeing all that creamy fat jiggling inside black lace was fucking hot. And of course our buddy Dane sent us some BDSM accessories, so I tried those out on him too. He was looking too much like a bitch not too 😈
I was just on LIVE and was having a nice conversation with a person whose name I didn’t catch and their username was just numbers and my phone died abruptly 😫 Whoever you are — you were cool and message me so I can tell you what happened with my nipples.
Lol y’all gotta hop on these. I’ll schedule the next one.