This Is The Money Dog, Repost In The Next 24 Hours And Money Will Come Your Way!!

this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

Pay me to write random kink or fluff stuff!

I'm a bit desperate for cash rn so at the moment I'm saying I'll write just about any kink you tell me to.

$1.50 for every 100 words and if you want smut, it's plus 20% of the price!

DM me to give me the details of what you want written and we can discuss further.

I take half the payment upfront and then I'll take the other half when I'm done <3

Kofi/PayPal is the payment method 👍

https://ko-fi.com/aint_that_a_fine_smile

Requesting a piece about fattening up your totally obedient and loyal pet, please~ Especially if you can do it from the pet’s pov~

You feel them ruffle your hair as they praise you for another swallow of the food they pushed past your lips. A groan in your stomach signals the stuffing session might be reaching it's end, but you still enthusiastically open up for another bite.

"Look at you. Y'look like a puppy with worms. Don't even know how you'll fit in your bed like that."

Your stomach rests heavy on your thighs and you watch them reach forward and begin to rub your belly while repeating the words "You're just a good dog, huh?"

The mostly skimpy outfit they asked you to change into is on its last threads, the tights riddled with holes from your swollen thighs, a that has ridden up to hug around your collarbone, and your waistband seems fit to snap. Though every bite you take makes your owner happy so you don't think you'd have it any other way. They look over the remainder of the food on the table before pulling a large gainer shake towards you. You go to reach for the glass but are stopped when your owner tips it back to your mouth instead, startling you for a moment before you start obediently chugging as the fattening shake drips into your mouth.

Another groan from your stomach and their free hand is back on it, massaging around the naval as they tell you how good of a pet you are. As the last drops fall into your mouth, and they wipe any of the dribble that had begun to make it's way down your double chins, they focus their attention on your stomach. Kissing it, rubbing it, massaging the taut skin as they showed you with praise. "Such a good pet." Is the most common one. And while your excitement is unmatched, it's hard to do anything but pitifully squirm as your stomach weighs you down in your chair. You're such a house pet.

You're such a good writer, sweetie~

if it's not too much, would you be so kind as to do another on the immobile pet~?

Thank you, pup~

A rumble leaves your stomach as your owner sits perched on your mountain of fat, practically sinking into it as they lean forward to feed you another slice of cake. They've gotten into funnel feeding you for ease, and it's only served to make you look seconds away from popping nearly perpetually. Which is to say, exactly what you wanted.

The day before, you'd had an entire freezers worth of melted ice cream funneled into your mouth as you kept swallowing like a good pet. Each bob of your neck fat brought a pat to your stomach as your owner praised your hard work.

They'd chased down the ice cream with liters of soda, and then a mix of milkshake and donuts blended into a sludge that slid down easily and rested in your stomach like a stone.

A groan left your throat as your stomach gurgled in distress from your owner's weight on you, but you were less than willing or caring enough to accommodate. Your owner said to finish that cake, and you would like a good pet. They pressed another slice to your blubbery lips as you opened your mouth to accept the dessert.

As someone who hasn’t dated much, I look forward to having normal, healthy relationships.

I also look forward to the relationship weight each will bring.

holy hell, your stories are HOT~

Thank you so much! I'm glad you like them, anon! <3