Lardy Lan Party (POV, XWG) by SkeleSoda, literature
Literature
Lardy Lan Party (POV, XWG)
As you settle into the familiar comfort of your friend's living room for the much-anticipated LAN party, excitement bubbles within you. It’s been forever since you all could spend time together. Your eyes dart eagerly over the array of snacks laid out on the coffee table – big bags of crisps, candies, and various sugary delights. The soft glow of computer screens illuminates the room, casting a warm ambiance. The night begins innocently enough, with spirited gaming sessions and intermittent breaks for snacks. Laughter fills the air as you and your friends immerse yourselves in virtual battles. You reach for a handful of chips here, a cookie or two there, hardly noticing as the hours slip away in a blur of excitement. As the evening progresses, so does the temptation of excess. What started as casual snacking soon escalates into a full-blown feast. Pizza boxes pile up, each slice disappearing faster than the last. Greasy fingers reach for more, unable to resist the allure of cheesy
Buffet Bonding - (BBW, XWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Buffet Bonding - (BBW, XWG)
What's in this? A two part story about a girl being scolded for being a shameful fatty at the buffet, and the results of that kismet encounter PART ONE: “Wow. You are a terrible fatty.” Marina flinched. Behind her in the buffet line stood a tallish blond girl in a dark grey tank and a jean jacket. She was plump, a doughy, soft looking gut rolling over tight sweats that strained hard around her sausage legs, but nowhere near as fat as Marina. “I- excuse me?” “We’re at the fucking Golden Corale, and what have you got? Cottage cheese and a salad?” The girl scoffed. “Fucking, like, tragic.” “I’m just trying to lose weight! I’m sorry, do I know you?” The girl, plate loaded with fries, cake, fried chicken and a mountain of potato salad, slapped a pancake on top of all the disordered grease, then reached for syrup to drown it in. “No. But I know you.” Marina flinched again. “What? How? Are you like-” she got her voice down to a low, terrified whisper. “A stalker?” The pudgy brunette
Fattening Landscapes: The Frosting Fields (BBWXWG) by ExtraBaggageClaim, literature
Literature
Fattening Landscapes: The Frosting Fields (BBWXWG)
(What's in this? A fantasy explorer explores magically fattening landscapes, one at a time! Link to the first story in the description! Just a note: This one gets weirder.) Site Three: The Frosting Fields I am Mary Camretti, explorer extraordinaire, and I now set out to what may very well be the most ancient of the many locations I will visit. The magics which created this place were first cast at least three centuries ago—and likely far far sooner by some anecdotal evidence. There is a simple question that I set out with: If this is, as the reports suggest, a well known and recorded phenomena large enough to cover several dozen, if not hundred kilometers, why is this not a site of great civilization? A locale such as the rumoured Frosting Fields, if true, should be an infinite food source to prop up civilization. The preliminary research I did, reading a few dozen books taken from the Adventure League’s prime headquarters while on the long airship ride to the distant Northeast