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These are some very crude sketches from an idea I have that ..
🕑 Added 2023-03-07 09:30:50 +0000 UTC These are some very crude sketches from an idea I have that is an adult play on the Roger Hargreaves story of Mr Greedy. In this case the giant ends up being a gay encourager who is aroused by Mr Greedy's display in eating his giant sized portion of food. He gets Mr Greedy to deal with his arousal before dumping him back in the food, landing in some soft mashed potato to carry on glutting. The original story was a moral allegory about not being greedy where Mr Greedy learns his lesson and slims down. In this version, with the giants encouragement, Mr Greedy grows even fatter. I may go back and rework these sketches into better quality images but I just wanted to get something down on paper while the inspiration was fresh in my head. Here is my altered gainer version of the story: Mr Greedy The Gainer Mr Greedy liked to eat. No, Mr Greedy loved to eat and the more he ate the fatter he became, and the trouble was that the fatter he became the hungrier he became. Then the hungrier he became the more he ate, and the more he ate the fatter he became and so forth. Mr Greedy awoke rather early from a dream he had been having. In his dream he had fantasized about food and eating until he was too fat to fit through the door. He was awake now with a rather raging morning wood and feeling quite ravenous. “Time to go about getting some breakfast, I’m starving@ said Mr Greedy. Mr Greedy set about preparing the most enormous breakfast. Here is what Mr Greedy had for breakfast: A full English with eggs, sausages, beans, hashbrowns and 6 slices of heavily buttered toast. A large bowl of chocolatey cereal, with full fat milk, sugar and extra cream. A stack of pancakes with syrup and butter and also waffles with hazelnut spread and honey. A large family sized tub of yoghurt with granola and fruit. More toast with jam and marmalade 6 boiled eggs with buttered soldiers. French bread with a board of a selection of cheeses and cooked meats. A jug of orange juice. A large shake fortified with cream and high calorie protein gaining powder. After this most enormous breakfast, Mr Greedy’s belly was round, firm and distended. He imagined this enormous feast making him fatter still. He rubbed his belly to relieve the pressure and enjoy the feeling of tight firmness under his fingers. This pleasant sensation left him feeling aroused. He imagined what a feast he would have for lunch but before then he thought he had better go for a walk to work up an appetite. Mr Greedy went out in jogging shorts and a hoodie that by now he had outgrown, leaving a large strip of exposed underbelly. He walked and walked for a great distance through the countryside surrounding his home. It was just then that Mr Greedy came upon a cave. “That’s funny” thought Mr Greedy, “I don’t remember that cave being there before”. Mr Greedy being a curious sort of fellow could not resist going inside to explore. Inside the cave he came to and enormous archway and inside the archway was a winding staircase. The staircase seemed to wind up into the distance as far as Mr Greedy could see. Mr Greedy began to climb. Not a great fan of exercise and being so stuffed with food this was a great exertion. Mr Greedy wondered if all this exercise would be worth it but somehow could not contain his curiosity to know where this staircase went. After some time, Mr Greedy came to a door. It was the biggest door he had ever seen in his life. The door was just slightly ajar. Mr Greedy tried to squeeze himself through. He was so fat that he ended up wedged in the gap. Stuck quite pathetically. He heaved his stuck body and pulled and pulled until eventually he popped out of the other side of the door. Mr Greedy found himself in what he thought was probably the largest room in the world. The room was the size of a football pitch. In the centre of the room was a table and chairs. The table was as big as a house and the chairs were as tall as trees. From the top of the table Mr Greedy could smell the most delicious smell of food that he had ever smelled. His mouth started to water and he felt he must taste some of this food he could smell. Though still quite tired from the stairs, Mr Greedy started to shimmy his way up a chair leg. No small feat for someone as fat and heavy as he was. Eventually after a long time and a lot of exertion he found himself on top of the chair. From here he could reach the tablecloth. The tablecloth was a coarse weave that Mr Greedy was able to climb up much like a rope cargo net. Finally, Mr Greedy found himself on top of the table. He passed salt and pepper pots the size of post boxes. At one side of the table was an enormous bowl of fruit. Mr Greedy produced a pocketknife with which he was able to cut into one of the banana skins. Mr Greedy, being Mr Greedy, then feasted on the rich oily and creamy banana flesh inside, finding the flavour exquisite. At the other end of the table Mr Greedy found the source of the smell of food. A massive plate filled with food. There were sausages the size of fallen tree trunks. Potatoes the size of great stone boulders. Peas the size of cabbages and a slice of meat pie, covered in gravy the size of a garden shed. Mr Greedy cast his hoodie aside and plunged his torso and face into the meat pie. Feasting without restraint. He couldn’t get enough of the delicious flavours. Also the potatoes and vegetables, drenched in butter. Mr Greedy entered a kind of feeding frenzy to the point of being unaware of anything around him beyond feasting on the food. He did not see a giant hand casting a shadow over him as it reached down to pick him up. Mr greedy found himself held up towards the face of a giant. An enormous, fat bearded man. Mr Greedy noted that the giant was exposed with no top on and his underwear and trousers about his ankles. “And who are you?” bellowed the giant. “Mr Greedy” said Mr Greedy. The giant let out a great, deep laugh that might have been like the sound of thunder. “Greedy by name and greedy by nature. The name fits you perfectly” said the giant. What do you mean by coming in to my home and eating my food?”. “I couldn’t help myself”, said Mr Greedy, “It just smelled so delicious!”. “Now I am going to have to teach you a lesson!” said the giant. “Oh no! Are you going to eat me?” said Mr Greedy. “Vore isn’t really my thing” said the giant, “I have something else in mind. I am an admirer of gluttony and fatness. Watching you gorge yourself on my food and grow so bloated as you are, has left me greatly aroused. After eating my food as you have I think you should deal with all this tension.” With that the giant pulled away Mr Greedy’s trousers and underwear and placed him down upon the shaft his engorged penis. Mr Greedy rode the shaft bucking and throbbing up and down as though it were a horse. Mr greedy rubbed the head of the giant’s penis to moans of pleasure. Climbing up further he managed to slip his toes under the giant’s foreskin. Then in went his feet and his calves. Soon the legs as he slid under the foreskin that was lubricated by the giants precum. Soon the lip of the giants foreskin was under Mr Greedy’s armpits . With his exposed upper body, Mr Greedy got to work rubbing, licking, kissing and otherwise pleasuring the exposed tip of the head of the giant’s penis. The rest of his body, belly and legs rubbed and squirmed around under the giant’s foreskin against the most, covered portion of the head of his penis. This whole body thrusting and rubbing of Mr Greedy was becoming as pleasurable for him as it was for the giant. Mr Greedy and the giant were both deeply aroused and oozing precum. “I am a creature of magic” said the giant. “Drink of my cum and the desires of your heart will come true”. With that the giant used his hands to assist in pleasuring his penis until he and Mr Greedy both reached climax. Mr Greedy got aa mouthful of salty giant cum and as he did he thought of the delicious food on the table that he wanted to feast on much more but his belly was absolutely stuffed. With that he felt the pressure in this stomach ease as his stomach capacity expanded to accommodate more food. The giant pulled Mr Greedy out from under his foreskin and reached over and dropped him quite unceremoniously into a pile of soft, buttered mashed potatoes. Mr Greedy began to feast again once more, eating his fill of all the delicious food until his huge belly hung down to his knees. “I could let you free now or you could promise to stay with me and leave behind the world where you are admonished for your greed and gluttony and stay with me, forever”. With that it wasn’t a difficult decision. Mr Greedy stayed with the giant, who fed him to his heart’s content. He made Mr Greedy a great soft bed to sleep on and digests his feasts as he grows fatter and fatter. Mr Greedy also looks quite different now. His huge round belly reaches all the way to the floor and he needs the Giants. Help to get around. Do you know someone as Greedy as Mr Greedy is? Tell them “Watch out for giants!”.
