MadCom Feedism Interactive Game (#1?)
Welcome to this silly little game of mine! The basic premise is that you, the player, will be interacting with one specific Madness Combat character, except in a feedism-based type of setting. This game can take any sort of route, meaning that depending on the choices you make, that will affect how things turn out. This is for fun, but I'll lay out some rules...
>This journal will be updated each time there's a new poll/things progress,
>so if you're playing, please pay attention to whenever an update happens.
>Updates will happen either everyday or every other day, more than likely.
>You don't have to be into fats to play! Just be prepared if things get saucy...
>This is meant to play out like a story, so there should be more details to read.
>Things may or may not get romantic, depending on the character you choose.
>Don't be afraid to comment or ask questions here! Feedback is appreciated.
That's basically it! Now first, pick the character you wanna interact with! Let's go!!
Character Select: Who are you interacting with?
Tricky has won the first poll! Next, pick the character you will be playing as!
Player Select: Who will you be playing as?
Hank has won the second poll! Where is the setting that you will both be at the start?
Choose The Initial Setting: Where will you two meet?
The Food Court, perfect... One more thing: Will the clown start of chubby?
Initial Weight: What size is Tricky at the start?
Normal Tricky, and a chubby Hank. Alright! With that, we're good to go!
Game Start: You come to the food court, walking by yourself. Sanford and Deimos are getting their own food together, while Doc was busy working at home. You needed to pick up some lunch for the both of you, so you come in, looking around for something to get... when you hear this agitating noise behind you. You know who it is. That goddamn clown again.
"HAY! HANKY!! FUNNY SEEING YOU HERE! LET CLOWN GET A LOOK AT YA!!"
You pause for a moment, deciding to...
Carefully, you turn around, letting out an annoyed sigh. Tricky stares you over, before putting a hand to his mouth as he tries not to laugh. You figured he would react like this, considering how you looked now. You had ended up putting on some extra weight lately due to a special experiment that Doc had wanted to try, and you had offered to be his guinea pig. Not that you were upset about this development, it was actually lovely, but well... Tricky is... y'know.
"AW, DON'T BE MAD! IT LOOKS GOOD ON YOU!!" He steps over, "LET ME TOUCHY!!"
You stare at him, and end up...
You relent to the strange request, not wanting to deal with having him pester you about it. So you relax your posture, and Tricky takes this as a sign that he can touch you. He comes over, doing as he said he would as he examines you: poking your soft belly, squeezing it with his hands, putting his hands on your moobs... You sigh, waiting for him to finish his viewing.
"HUH! WOW!! YOU GOT SOFT!! LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE HANK J. WOBBLETON NOW, HUH?!"
Already flustered, you respond...
Seeing the way you grab and jiggle your belly with such confidence, Tricky smirks and moves behind you, grabbing your tummy as he squeezes it with both hands. Perking up, you look down, feeling his hands as they pressed into the soft flesh as if it were some kind of dough...
"AND HOW DID THIS HAPPEN, HUH?? YOU HUNGRY? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE HERE?"
Rather than being honest, you instead opt to lie to the clown, just to mess with him. With just a bit of sarcasm in your tone, you tell him how you had been lazing about more when not fighting, and eating more than you used to. That might have possibly been a mistake. Letting go of your tummy, Tricky smiles mischievously, and takes your hand without much warning.
"OH YEAH?? LET'S GO GET SOME FOOD IN YOU, THEN!!" he laughs, leading you away.
You don't make an effort to resist or fight back, deciding to just go along with it, lowkey hoping that Tricky wasn't planning anything nefarious. It seemed like he would just be buying lunch for you. That shouldn't be a bad thing. Not a cause for concern. Right? So, you watch as you're dragged over to an area that has a few different options for food. Tricky then stops.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT? AND DON'T BE MODEST! IT'S JUST LUNCH!!" he exclaims.
Which of these options sounds best?
Looking through the options, you decide to ask for pizza. Tricky seems pleased with your choice for whatever reason, and after telling him what type of pizza, he has you sit down at one of the tables to wait, rather than having you wait with him. You figure that he's going to get you one slice, so when the clown returns with two boxes of pizza, and some soda, it's a bit of a surprise, to say the least. When he sets it all down, you ask him why he got so much of it.
"REALLY? I THOUGHT IT'D BE OBVIOUS! YOU CAN FINISH AT LEAST ONE BOX, RIGHT??"
Not one to back down, you scoff and tell him that you could easily finish a box by yourself. Appearing to be happy with this answer, Tricky gestures to one of the boxes, allowing you to go ahead. He then pats your back, giving you a sneaky smile before pulling away. You give him a look, about to say something when you notice you suddenly feel hungrier out of nowhere. Putting a hand onto your belly, you feel it grumbling. Alright, maybe you should just eat...
Sighing, you open the box, starting to work on eating. The pizza was still nice and warm. After pulling your mask down, revealing your metal jaw, you take out two slices as you begin, deciding to eat two at a time. You easily eat the first two, followed by two more, before you stop to take a swig of soda. You're about to eat another couple of slices, when you glance at the clown, noticing that he was watching you eat. Raising a brow, you have a question to ask.
You ask him if he's hungry, and if he was going to get his own food. He seems to pause, and you suggest to him that he could go ahead and have the pizza in the second box if he wanted.
"AH, REALLY? WELL, I GUESS WE CAN GET YOU MORE FOOD," Tricky says, opening the box.
Confused by that statement, you tilt your head slightly, asking what he meant by that. He was about to eat his first slice when you ask him this, and he turns to look at you once again.
"DUH. YOU'RE HUNGRY, AREN'T YOU? OR IS ONE BOX OF PIZZA ENOUGH FOR YOU?"
Feeling a little annoyed, you tell him that you were positive you would have room for more after this, only for you to be met by the sound of your stomach growling again. You freeze, and Tricky just lets out a chuckle, appearing amused. Why did you feel so hungry still? "WELL, JUST KEEP EATING THEN. I CAN GET YOU MORE FOOD IF YOU NEED IT, HEHEH."
You sigh, touching your belly...
Grumbling to yourself, you try to ignore him as you go back to eating. Tricky eats along with you, although he seems to be pacing himself. He seemed to be keeping an eye on you as you wolfed down the last slices of pizza that were in the box, and yet, as you stop to drink some soda, you notice that you feel as hungry as you were before. Letting out a burp, you sigh.
Tricky turns his attention back to you, like he was waiting for you to ask him something.
You pause, shifting to face him...
Reluctantly, you tell him that you may need more to eat. The clown perks up, finishing the slice of pizza that he was eating before getting up. While watching him leave, you notice that your belt feels slightly tighter around your belly... Well, you did just eat a whole pizza... but...
Tricky soon returns, having brought...
Just as you were in the middle of pondering, Tricky finally comes back, having brought a bag with him as he sets it down in front of you. It wasn't hard to tell what it was as, when you opened it, the smell of warm hot dogs hits you almost instantly. The bag was full of hot dogs, and just the scent caused your belly to growl again. You could eat this many, couldn't you..?
Opening the bag, you start to work on eating the hot dogs, taking your pace at first when you felt like Tricky was keeping an eye on you. You pause briefly, before deciding to pick up the pace, going relatively quickly but not so fast as to avoid accidentally choking, getting ketchup on your cheeks and mouth while you ate more and more. You only stopped a couple of times to take a drink, and by the time you were done with it all, your belt felt rather uncomfortable.
Tricky took notice of how much your belt strained against your belly, reaching a hand out.
You notice him reaching, deciding to...
You don't object to what he may be doing, looking down at his hand as he places it atop your belly, seeming to be feeling how tight your belt was. Suddenly, you were both met with a surprise as your belt decided to burst right then, freeing your belly from the tightness. You both watched as it spilt onto your lap, causing you to blush at the sight. There was a moment of silence, before Tricky burst out laughing, giving your bigger tummy a few gentle pokes. Flustered, you react to this by...
Tricky continued to poke your belly, stopping when you suddenly let out a burp, feeling some relief as a result. Placing a hand onto your belly, you rub it, using your other hand to wipe the ketchup off of your face. Yet, despite having just eaten a whole pizza and about a dozen hot dogs, you both heard the sound of your stomach grumbling, asking to be fed once again.
"GEEZ, HANK! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE STILL HUNGRY!" Tricky teased, smirking a bit.
After getting out another burp, you sigh, still rubbing your tummy as you tell him that you feel as though you were somehow getting bigger. You knew you had just eaten a lot, but you just felt... heavier... and your belly looked that way, with it beginning to gently press against the table. You stop to tug at your pants, noticing that they were starting to grow tighter.
Tricky scoffs, getting off his seat and moving behind you. He places his hands onto your heavy belly, giving it a playful squeeze. "BUT YOU WANT MORE TO EAT, DON'T YOU??"
Your stomach growls again, and you...
When he does this, you groan, admitting how good it felt to have your tummy squeezed. There was a moment of silence before Tricky just laughed, letting go of your belly. "GOOD!! NOW YOU STAY HERE! I'M GONNA GO GRAB SOMETHING... SPECIAL!" he laughs, leaving.
You let off an exasperated huff, considering what you should do in the meantime, looking back at your stomach. It presses more into the table, and you swore you felt like you were growing, moving your hands to your plush hips. You give them a good squish, moving just slightly as you heard the chair creak a bit under your weight. You could feel your bottom slowly filling up more of the seat, taking space... What the hell did that clown do to you?
While the clown was still gone, you reach into your pocket, pulling out your phone, huffing a bit as you proceed to shoot Doc a text message. Unfortunately, before you could send it to him, you were suddenly met with something being strapped onto your head, with something else being stuck into your mouth. You then had your phone swiped from your hand by Tricky, watching him put it down onto the table, only for this to be followed by him suddenly binding you from behind, essentially strapping you to the chair, the belt pressing into your tummy.
He had quite easily strapped you down to the seat, a clear funnel sticking out of your mouth.
You look towards Tricky when he comes around, only able to watch as he presses his hand into your soft belly. He chuckles, a playful smirk spread across his face. That couldn't be good. "I HOPE YOU'RE READY TO BE FILLED UP LIKE A CREAM DONUT, HANKY!!" he laughed.
You were really in for it now...
In that moment, you tried to quickly think of someway out of this. You couldn't message Doc now. Sanford and Deimos were currently out of the picture. You wanted to attempt to wiggle about and break free of your restraints, but... you found yourself too lazy to put in the effort. Not only that, but you still found yourself to be feeling hungry as your belly rumbles again.
Tricky appears to notice both your hunger and lack of drive, which only causes him to laugh again. He gives your belly a good pat, watching it wobble a bit before turning his attention back to you. "WOW! THAT'S IT? NO FIGHT LEFT IN YA?! YOU JUST WANNA BE FILLED!?"
Do you really wanna be filled?
You simply nod, only letting out a small groan in reply. Even after everything you had already eaten, your stomach still demanded more. You were still hungry, and at this point, you just wanted to feel full, even if it meant you getting bigger as a result. More, you needed more...
Tricky hears your soft whines, chuckling a bit at your idleness. "FINE THEN. SIT TIGHT AND I'LL GET THIS BAD BOY STARTED FOR YOU, WOBBLETON!" He pats your belly again before moving behind you and out of your sight, and you soon heard the sound of something being turned on, turning your attention to the funnel as the liquid began to trail up to your mouth.
Once it reached your mouth, you had a hard time determining what it was that you were drinking. It wasn't milk, was it? It tasted like it a little, but it was still different somehow.
"HOPE YOU LIKE HEAVY CREAM, HEHEH!!" Tricky exclaims, answering your question without you having to ask him. It wasn't like you could ask him, anyway. You just give him a glance before turning your attention back to the heavy cream that was being pumped into you, gulping it down in stride, feeling the cool drink go down from your throat and into your growing belly. It pressed into the table even more now, the chair that you were sitting on beginning to creak more than before. All the while, Tricky kept watch of your progress, seeming impressed with how much heavy cream you were ingesting. He noticed how the belt around your body was already starting to strain, listening to the chair as it kept squeaking.
Some of the cream dribbles down your metal jaw, not that you seemed to really mind. What did bother you, however, was how tight your fat, tubby ass felt in your seat. It was getting uncomfortable. There just seemed to be no space left, your chub spilling over it's edges...
You wiggle your body just slightly...
Without really thinking, you wiggle just slightly... only for you to hear the sound of the chair groaning, and suddenly, with a snap, the chair gave way, causing you to fall to the floor. Your soft ass acted like pillows, cushioning your bottom from any possible pain, your chunky frame wobbling as a result of the sudden fall. Tricky, who had been watching, actually stepped back for a moment, before he came back over. He soon lets out a laugh, giving your belly a smack.
It jiggles again, and all you do is let out a small moan, your chubby cheeks blushing faintly at the feeling. The clown continues to prod at your body, playing around with your fat, while all you could do was watch and drink the heavy cream that was continuously being provided to you. You still felt your body growing, the belt around your body easily snapping off not long after you had crushed the flimsy chair. In spite of this, you felt like you could do nothing, besides filling your belly and growing... more and more... What else could you do, right?
You really couldn't do much else other than drink, which as what you did. The more you had, the bigger and softer it made you, the steady growth causing your clothes to slowly begin to rip, your plush fat spilling out. Tricky only continued to watch you, observing the way your body outgrew your clothes, occasionally poking at it and giggling. You let him, unable to properly respond as most of your focus was on drinking the heavy cream, taking it all in...
Until, finally, after a while of just gulping down the stuff, the last of it had finally made it's way into your mouth... and then, it was gone. You try to speak through the funnel, not really saying anything understandable, but Tricky notices your effort. He looks at you, coming up to you and pulling the tube out of your mouth. He pats your belly. "HOW DO YOU FEEL, HUH?"
Your tummy wobbles, and you...
You stare at him, before letting out a long yawn. It seemed as though your body stopped growing, and with such a full belly, all you can think of is taking a long nap. You mumble a reply to him, wiping off some heavy cream from your chin. Tricky doesn't say anything before he suddenly giggles, and without asking, he climbs onto your massive belly, getting himself comfortable. You feel your belly wobbling each time he fidgets, but you can't muster up the words, only yawning again. "I THINK WE COULD BOTH USE A NAP AFTER ALL THAT! HEH!"
You don't even reply, already feeling yourself drift off to sleep. To think that you started off just decently fat prior to this lunch session, only to end up dozens of pounds heavier: a belly large enough to be used like a bed, with massive thighs, a very plump rear end, and heftier moobs... not to mention everything else. Yet, you couldn't find yourself to care. Not yet, at least. Perhaps when Sanford, Deimos, and Doc saw your gains, you might come to care...
Maybe. For now, all you wanted right now was a deep sleep... and soon enough, you rest...
Goodbye, Rigs...
Our guinea pig, Rigby, passed away sometime last night...
He was about 4 years old. He just wasn't eating very much lately,
so when he seemed to be eating again, we were hopeful he was
okay. Unfortunately, we were wrong, but at least it gave us time
to emotionally prepare for what was going to inevitably happen.
Rigby loved to eat, we would take him outside to get some sun,
he ate a lot of produce and treat sticks, he was very soft and warm,
and I'm happy we had him for as long as we did. He was a good pig.
I'm glad he and Duncan, our dog, were able to bond before it was
Rigby's time. I just hope he sees Mabel across that rainbow bridge...
Emesis Blue
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Love on Hold
So... my datemate and I had a talk about our relationship... They said it was probably for the best we break up for now due to
personal things. (I won't go too deep into it.) While we do still love
each other, I guess it might be for the best for now, and I respect them.
We're still gonna be best friends, thankfully, we hold no malice or
vice towards each other, but I'm still quite sad about it. I'm just
glad that I have healthy ways to cope though, so I'm sure I'll be fine.
We don't know what the future holds for us for now. If I were to end
up dating someone else though, then they wouldn't hold it against
me, at least. If they were to date another, I would do the same.
I think we just want what's best for each other, so whether we end up
dating again once certain needs are met, or we happen to get with
other people, it helps to know that we won't harp on the other for it.
Will I date anyone else in the meantime..? No clue. I still love them
very much. They have done so much for me. Regardless, I'm currently
single. It's gonna be weird to be again, but... I'll be okay, don't worry.