Dr-Black-Jack

End of the Sakuya short series finishing off with @ThePervertWithin’s colored piece! (From the year previous!) *********** Sakuya’s phone buzzed against the soft mound of her belly. She cracked one eye open in the dark. The screen’s glow lit the underside of her breasts and the deep crease where her

Big shout outs to @kipteitei @thepervertwithin and @alphavitus for the kind birthday wishes! Now we’d like to share them all with you! ************** Sakuya Izayoi occupied the entirety of the white sofa like it had been built for her new dimensions. The maid dress had given up weeks ago trying to c

Teto could not get her bikini top done up. The custom swimsuit had been made last week. Tonight it sagged either side at the lower swell of her breasts, insurmountable milky mountains that continued to spray. Her belly hung in heavy, cream-pale folds over the waistband of the skirt, the navel a deep

Teto sprawled across the couch in her tiny blue bikini, the pink straps already biting into the heavy swell of her tits and the deep crease beneath her belly. The fabric had given up hours ago. Her thick thighs spread wide, the bottoms vanishing between rolls of soft, pale fat that jiggled every tim

Hatsune Miku perched herself on a stool during the concert’s brief intermission, her long teal pigtails framing her flushed face. The striped bikini she wore clung desperately to her chubby 180-pound body—the soft curves and plush belly her fans had been craving for months had paid off big time as e

That’s a whole lot of nothing right there

You don’t tell her what not to gorge on

Midnight Heist By: Dr-Black-Jack Art by thepervertwithin Gotham City slept under the veil of midnight as one shadow moved with purpose along the rooftops. Catwoman, the infamous feline burglar clad in a sleek black catsuit, dropped down to the quiet street where Gotham Bakery stood. The bakery was d

(Based on true events) The Tight Black Dress I pulled the old black dress from the back of our closet, the one my wife wore on our very first date. It’s been years since that night, and in that time my wife’s figure has blossomed beautifully. I run my fingers over the sleek fabric and remember how i

Dressing Room Inferno Captain Hibana prided herself on always being in control. As the leader of Company 5, she’d stared down Infernals without flinching and kept underlings – “gravel” – in line with a single glare. But tonight, alone in her quarters, she faced a very different challenge: her own re

She’s not your skinny little Mary.

Anna Yamada was like a book at the library which Kyotaro Ichikawa visited. It wasn't love at first sight, but with each page of their story she grew on him until she became his big favorite. [Yamada wants to ask] [And Ichikawa want to ask her]

"In my restless dreams, I see those goblins. The scars which still adorn my body may never fade but I pray that I might some day forget. When I tell people what had happened to me, most of them just say "i'm sorry. People are...I am...such a weak and powerless creature..." *************************

"My friend Tomie is dead. Pieces of her body were found scattered everywhere." "I hear some are still missing as she was chopped to bits." Those were the words heard around the school as they had mourned the shock loss of the most beautiful girl in school. What a surprise it was for everyone to find

Wolves still can’t stop eating thanks to Belkadog once again!

Introducing Mochi! As designed by Belka-dog! She runs a shiba-inu cafe near the Harajuku trainstation. Not everyone can visit however, as her store only caters to a special sort of guest. This is a place where you can visit your childhood pets one more time.

As the self-declared pride of the naval fleet, why shouldn’t she have another helping? Murakumo’s magnificent frame rocked the comparatively tiny stool she subjected her girth to which caused the metal to groan underneath it. Such complaints of structural warping went unheeded as she considered anyt

Special cross story reference with the legendary Kipteitei for his rendition of Chiyo-chan from "The Oneechan of the Woods with a Thousand Young" Do support his patreon too if you can! *********************** During a particular time in my life, I lived with my “Big Sister”. Her gentle voice, the fl

Sakuya had been eating again. Meiling could feel the very walls shudder as she lumbers down the hall, her flabby legs pumping ponderously to reach waddling speed. She had become the fattest of the girls within household by a country mile. Her clothing barely fit her anymore no matter how often any a