Zenny the Bullfox
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Zenny the Bullfox
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26/He/Him/AR/Lots of reposting 🔞/Single/Wanting to make some friends so DM’s open!
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Okay, got this out of my system. Rare that I'm ever in the mood for TF, Size-gain, AND a bit of mild reality warping at the same time. But here you all go. I'll leave your feeds in peace now.
November 27, 2025 at 1:16 AM
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Whatever the reason, the why didn't matter. You are who you are, and what you are is big. And more relevant to the present, you were hungry. And those two plates of dessert that you piled high a moment ago weren't going to eat themselves.

So you sit down, and hear the bench groan beneath you.
November 27, 2025 at 1:15 AM
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You've been the biggest in the family for a while now. Your sheer girth at least double the next largest member, not to mention the extra couple inches in height. A quirk of genetics, some say, though most attribute it to your very sumptious and nutritious diet, to put it politely.
November 27, 2025 at 1:12 AM
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You lumber slowly back to your table, each step ponderous at your weight. Doesn't help with a gut that hangs down to your knees, and being multiple feet wide. Your multiple cheeks and chins wobble as they pool over your shirt collar as you look down and give yourself another confused once-over.
November 27, 2025 at 1:10 AM
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Your cousin does as he's asked, and you notice there's a lot more slack in the belt than you expected. He gives you a firm pat on the shoulder before going on his way, and you turn to grab your plate and make your way back to your...

Bench. The one the family moves out when they know you're coming.
November 27, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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You hastily put down your plate, quickly try to fix the issue. You grunt and fumble with your buckle again, just out of reach even when standing. One of your cousins asks if you need help. You turn red, and awkwardly accept. You tell them to just fix it to the last hole so this doesn't happen again.
November 27, 2025 at 1:04 AM
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You politely excsue yourself from another conversation with your aunt, who wants to recommend the diet plan that worked for her, for you. Again. Same as every year.

Before you can get to your table, one of the kids points out that your belt is...undone. Odd, you thought you fastended it.
November 27, 2025 at 1:01 AM
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You pile on a plate of desserts, reaching over your gut to get at them.

On your way back you run into folks. You talk about the football game with one of your cousins. Your uncle asks how office work has been treating you. Well, you say, with a hearty chuckle and a confident pat on your middle.
November 27, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Mooo!
November 27, 2025 at 1:32 AM