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April: Sweet Samples
🕑 Added 2023-01-28 09:59:01 +0000 UTCHere's the finished drawing for April (2020). As I had mentioned in my latest update post, I accidentally skipped the poll for that month and had already gotten pretty far while working on this piece by the time I realized it. Haha.
Somewhere out there was a bakery owned by a muscular man who had swiss roll cake-styled hair. He sold hats on the side and tasty baked treats for all the men in town. New travelers passing by would pass by and curiously eye the signs and flyers that were placed upon all the display cases.
"A private taste testing for overweight men? That sounds a bit absurd." Said a posh fit man sporting some trendy workout attire.
"Oh, if only you knew how good the owner is with those fingers of his! And that sweet voice of his, don't even get me started." The fit man looked to his side and glanced over the one who just spoke to him: a guy who seemed to weigh about 380 lbs, give or take. His outfit was just as posh as his, but clearly ill-fitting for his portly frame. "Once I just so happened to meet the weight requirement I paid for one of those sessions and... well...", he looked a bit embarrassed as he let out a delightful sigh, "I haven't been able to stop myself from coming back for more...". The man then pointed to the other side of the street at a jolly blob of a man, "See that studly chap over there? He used to be so thin when he moved to town last spring; he must weigh over 750 lbs by now! He's one of the most frequent customers~".
An odd sensation came over the fit man as he realized he was turned on by the conversation he was having. Noticing his own growing bulge a bit too late, the portly man looks back at him and whispers in his ear before he heads off: "You're a bit too small for it now, but once you double or triple your weight it'll be worth your while~". After one last glance at the portly man's round rump as he leaves, he puts his hand on the handle and slowly opens the door to the bakery. As the strong smells of sweets begin to waft through the air, his descent to fatness begins.
