UPDATE!: CURRENTLY LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO DO A FEW WEIGHT GAIN ROLEPLAYS WITH ME. THERE'S A GOOD CHANCE YOUR FURSONA COULD BE IN ONE OF MY STORIES! PLEASE READ MY JOURNAL FOR DETAILS.

Thought I'd write tonight since it's storming and I can't sleep. It's not like i need to sleep anyways, seeing as tomorrow's my day off of work. :P I've decided posting my writings gives me such a self-esteem boost that i desperately need, i'm just going to make a new story every few days or so. uwu <3
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Jackson was a skinny panda, about 7 feet tall and only 200 pounds. He spent his days either snacking on unhealthy treats or being lazy around the house. Oddly enough, neither activity packed on any pounds on his slender frame as it would to a normal bear. Sadly, his funds were running low and his snack stash was beginning to shrink. "Ugh... let's face it. I'm just going to have to get a job..." he mumbled, getting up and moving to the computer. The first ad for jobs he came across read in neon letters, "Need furs willing to gain. Must have a webcam and internet connection. Will provide food." His jaw dropped. It was just too good to be true. Moving his fingers as fast as he could, he sent an email with his short resume to the company. "Wow...imagine that. Being paid AND getting free food, just for sitting around and eating!" While he waited for a response, he scrolled through the furs already on the website. "Jeez, this one's nearly 1000 pounds and he's not even the biggest one!" He noticed the bigger a fur got, the more followers he tended to have. "Psh...If I did nothing but eat and play video games 24/7, I could totally be bigger than that." His ears twitched as he got a message. An email sat in his inbox. "CONGRATULATIONS! You're hired! Your first shipment of food will be there in less than 24 hours. Shipments will be brought to your door every day, so please finish off every last bit of the product before the new shipment arrives. You must take a video and post it to your personal blog stating what you're eating today and how much you've gained since starting with our company every day. Good luck!" He grinned wide, immediately getting up to scoot the computer chair out of the way and moving the couch with a pull-out bed in front of it. "Not going to need much else than my couch and the computer anymore!" He smiled excitedly and decided his best option was to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow with a shipment of food at his door.

The bear yawned sleepily, shuffling over to the door. The shipment had come while he was asleep. A large crate sat in front of him. He heaved it up into his arms and noticed it was a lot heavier than it looked. Could he possibly eat all the food inside this huge crate in 24 hours? He sure hoped so... With a pop of a few nails, he wrenched the crate open. Still frozen pizzas, bags of chips, huge bottles of soda and containers overfilled with candy lay inside. His eyes grew wide and he had to keep himself from drooling. Hurriedly, he threw the pizzas in the oven and sat in front of the computer with his junk food surrounding him on the sofa bed. With a click, the green light on the webcam switched on and he started recording. "Hey guys, I'm Jackson! My weight starting this program is 200 pounds, roughly. Yeah I know, I'm tiny for a panda, but I'm working on it. Starting today I'm doing nothing except laying here in front of the computer, playing video games and eating all the food I can. My goal weight is 1000 pounds by the end of the year." He rattled off all the promotional mumbo jumbo about the food he was eating today and shut off the webcam, running to get the pizzas out of the oven. "Oh god, they smell amazing..." he mumbled, grinning. He took them to the couch and laid down, taking a piece of the pizza and chomping down on it. Within a few hours of non-stop eating, his skinny belly was bloated and he had to unbutton his pants. About half the food was gone, but he pushed himself to continue eating, burping inbetween meals to make room. Netflix and food induced comas became his best friends. He finished the food late in the evening and passed out, 30 pounds heavier than when he started.

A few weeks into the diet, he began to see his waistline grow. Every inch of him was softer and he had developed a decent sized belly. He finally looked like a stereotypical panda and he was loving his job. He only got up to cook whatever food he was sent and to go to the bathroom. He started getting around 20 followers in his third week of the diet, when they started to see that he wasn't giving up on gaining and reaching his goal. "Hey, it's Jackson again! As of this morning, I am now 350 pounds and have gained 150 since I started the diet. Is it just me, or are the crates getting gradually bigger? I found it hard to finish my crate yesterday but I did it! My body is starting to get squishier and fatter by the day and I'm absolutely loving it!" He finished up his webcam and immediately started grabbing handfuls of chips and candy, shoving them into his mouth greedily. It was starting to become hard for him to get through the webcam session without snacking on something during it.

A loud burp thundered through the room, almost making the windows rattle. A few months had passed since he took on his job being a food disposal and he no longer looked anything like the thin panda he started as. His rump was almost massive, rivaling his belly which actually WAS a massive mound of lard. He got up slower now to get the crates, not because he wasn't hungry, but because it took all his strength just to get his huge body off the couch. His thighs ground against each other as they competed for space. Every inch of his body shook and jiggled with every movement he took. His crates were almost triple the size of when he had started the diet. His heavy paws thumped across the floor as he moved from the kitchen and from the bathroom. He noticed his hips began to have a sway to them but he hadn't developed a waddle yet. The couch had an imprint from his rump being constantly on it. Flopping down on the couch with a loud thud, he set his huge feast on the couch, flicking on his webcam and taking a handful of chips. "*munch* Hey guys. *crunch, crunch* Guess what, I hit 600 pounds today! *munch* I seriously couldn't be happier. Well, I'm starving, so I'm going to dig in to today's crate, see ya! *BUUURP!*"

Loud, thundering footsteps shook the windows in their panes. The massive mountain of panda fat waddled out of the kitchen with his belly on a metal cart with wheels. It was all he could do to keep himself mobile, at least for now. 20-30 snack packs and meals sat on top of his belly, balanced as he waddled to his couch. Winded, he panted as he sat down, spreading the meals out in front of him. He sat his keyboard on top of his belly and turned on the webcam. "Hey, Jackson here. Hit 725 today. *wheeze* Only 5 more months until I need to hit 1000. S'cuse me now, I'm starving." He didn't even wait until he turned off the webcam before chowing down on a stack of 3 pizza slices.

Wrappers and boxes littered the floor now. His boss brought his crate of food directly to him every day now, since he became immobile. Fan letters and packages of food from all around the world were sent to him from his many followers and he gladly ate all the food that was offered to him. He didn't even fit on the couch anymore. It was folded out to be a bed and his gut spilled out each direction, threatening to reach the edges any day now. His multiple chins held food residue and drool and he really couldn't care less. Each meal made him slobbier and heavier, which made him and his followers happier. He turned on the webcam, in the middle of eating a super greasy burger. "*munch* Oh hey. *BURP* made it to 1000. *wheeze* 3 more months left. *FRRRT* must keep eating... *BUUURRRRP!*" He flicked off the webcam as fast as he could and ate whatever he could reach next to him. His arms were almost too heavy to even lift to his mouth now, which made him miss his chubby maw quite a few times, only to splatter grease and condiments all over his stained fur.

Luckily, his gaining experience did not end there. A fan offered to come and feed him every day, in exchange for her being allowed to cuddle with the massive bear. He overflowed the huge couch, taking up most of the room. He spent most of his time either eating or sleeping. He didn't even bother to play video games anymore. His biggest fan was a chubby cat with an enormous feeding fetish. She absolutely adored feeding him until he went into a food coma. She smiled as she pushed a wheelbarrow full of all kinds of food towards him. He flicked on the webcam, "*UUURP!* Hey. *wheeze* 1500 now. *FRRRT* Must keep gaining... *BURP* must...keep...going..."