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From the bustling streets of the internet, amidst the crowd of mouse cursors leaving the video theaters was a guy dressed in green, brushing his black with green highlight hair with his hand, sighing, “that movie wasn’t that good, I’ll have to find another one for our next date”, looking at the time, he figured it was time.

Turning to the alleyway next to the theater, Mardaku’s right hip bumping against the side of the wall, feeling a sharp pain from the contact, dusting the side of his black pants, he continued through the alleyway, "Guess that cleanup I did before I left did a number on me, those hips are kind of wide.", he said making his way through, unbeknownst to him, from the wall his hip had connected to, there were screens, each with it's fair share of clickbait articles, among them however, there were the shadier ones, those claiming you had won a raffle and that you needed to claim your prize, and one of them had a large imprint, covering the Yes option, the screen lit up as weird little wisps made their way to that alleyway.

Mardaku continued walking, feeling his hips somewhat brush against the sides of the alleyway, puzzled, he lowered his sway as to avoid any further collisions with the walls, chalking it up to simply being updates on the computer, he simply continued his way back home

Squeezing slightly through the door, he saw, to his shock, that the computer had a pretty high amount of junk data, all of which taking the form of junk food, things like hamburgers, hot dogs and large packs of fries, all littered the desktop in an abundant pile, “What’s all this now?”, he said, puzzled and slightly worried at the surge of junk that appeared on the device, “When I left it was spotless, it never usually goes that high by the time I’m back! Ok, ok, it’s not a big deal, I’ll just take care of it.”, he said as he approached the desktop and took a hamburger. As he was about to toss it away, the powerful smell made him do otherwise and he proceeded to eat the burger, his free hand reaching for a pack of fries and upon finishing the burger, ate the fries as his now free hand went for more junk food.

Mardaku couldn’t stop, eating more and more of the junk data, going with bigger bites and mouthful as it went on and his body showed this gluttony, his sudden gluttony ballooning his body in fat. Mardaku’s face had 2 soft cheeks he arms starting to gain a visible layer of fat, his belly pushed outwards as his gluttony continued, pushing against his dark green jacket as it started to peek from underneath said jacket, but his lower body suffered the most for it, his thighs stretched the pants out, making them look like they were simply enveloped in the same material, with barely any visible crease, his calves followed shortly behind them, looking more like small pillows.

But his ass was the one taking center stage, having received the most out of the growth, it jutted out so much that the pants were riding downs slightly, exposing the top of the two cheeks. He stopped eating the last of the food to readjust the chair he was sitting on.

Taking the last bite out of the hot-dog, he started to regain control of himself as he assessed the damage, but that was interrupted by the sound of more food hitting the other side of the desktop, turning around, he saw the pile, just as big as the last one, not wanting to get closer, he got up and tried to clear them remotely, but his thoughts were interrupted by another pile landing right in front of him, and just like that, his hunger came back.

Sitting on the fleshy beanbags that were his butt cheeks, he proceeded to eat more of the junk data in front of him, eating fries by the handful, not noticing a cursor having taken some food from the pile behind him and bringing it to him, he simply continued eating, unaware of what was happening. It wasn’t until he felt stuffed that he managed to regain control, not able to eat anything more, he just sat trying to understand what was going on, but the cursor came back and instead of dropping the food in the pile, proceeded to bring it directly into his mouth, as he hadn’t reacted in time, he didn’t a choice but to swallow the content. Right as he swallowed, he saw the cursor going at it again, this time he had time to avoid, but his attempt was in vain as another cursor stuffed a hot-dog to his mouth.

No matter how he tried, he couldn’t get away from the accursed cursors, now feeding him at an increased pace, a burger here, large handfuls of fries there, he kept getting bigger and bigger, fatter and fatter as time went on. His attempts were interrupted as a large *RRRIIIP* could be heard from behind him, his pants had ripped turning to taters as he continued to bulk up, his green underwear in full view, not long after, the jacket’s zipper started giving out, teeth by teeth, each popping out as the pressure became too much, exposing his belly and his tight tank top.

Another cursor popped up, then another, each increasing the cadence of feeding that Mardaku would go through, but he wasn’t afraid, he was thinking of a plan and figured that something could be done, the junk data never stopped appearing, seemingly popping out of nowhere on the desktop, but as the cursors were busy stuffing him, he figured out a plan to stop this, lulling the cursors into a false sense of security in the meantime. Once he managed to get in a “comfortable” position, he clicked on the network connectivity icon and disconnected the network interface and just like that, the cursors stopped and floated in midair, a tiny hourglass appearing on each of them until they disappeared one by one.

“Phew, glad that’s over.”, he said as he got himself up and saw all of the junk data that wasn’t eaten turn from junk food to simple files, “All right, let’s to this… again...”, he said while grabbing a broom, he proceeded to try to clean up the system.

With a sigh of victory and relief, he puts the broom back in the cleanup tools folder and proceeds to lounge for a bit, waiting for the scan to finish, his eyelids growing heavy, he figured he could use some rest.

He woke up to a series sharp pokes on his humongous booty, as he woke up, he saw a notepad file, along with the completed scan having removed a whopping 5 threats. “Didn’t know you wanted to put on a show when I got back ” was written on the notepad, chuckling a bit, he stayed seated and simply let his lover enjoy what could be seen for a little while. Stretching a little, he gets up and he felt something push against his butt, safe for a small square area, feeling a slight breeze from it, he tried to take a step forward, but his belly collided with the other side of the desktop, giving him little to no movement possibilities within the confines of the screen.

“Think I’ll need to get out through the big TV?” Mardaku said with a chuckle, seeing the notepad’s content get replaced.

“At this size, we might need to use a stadium screen, and that’s just for your big butt alone ”

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Here's the raffle prize for LItzalova on Twitter and his character Mardaku.
Lovely story made by the great

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Description

From the bustling streets of the internet, amidst the crowd of mouse cursors leaving the video theaters was a guy dressed in green, brushing his black with green highlight hair with his hand, sighing, “that movie wasn’t that good, I’ll have to find another one for our next date”, looking at the time, he figured it was time.

Turning to the alleyway next to the theater, Mardaku’s right hip bumping against the side of the wall, feeling a sharp pain from the contact, dusting the side of his black pants, he continued through the alleyway, "Guess that cleanup I did before I left did a number on me, those hips are kind of wide.", he said making his way through, unbeknownst to him, from the wall his hip had connected to, there were screens, each with it's fair share of clickbait articles, among them however, there were the shadier ones, those claiming you had won a raffle and that you needed to claim your prize, and one of them had a large imprint, covering the Yes option, the screen lit up as weird little wisps made their way to that alleyway.

Mardaku continued walking, feeling his hips somewhat brush against the sides of the alleyway, puzzled, he lowered his sway as to avoid any further collisions with the walls, chalking it up to simply being updates on the computer, he simply continued his way back home

Squeezing slightly through the door, he saw, to his shock, that the computer had a pretty high amount of junk data, all of which taking the form of junk food, things like hamburgers, hot dogs and large packs of fries, all littered the desktop in an abundant pile, “What’s all this now?”, he said, puzzled and slightly worried at the surge of junk that appeared on the device, “When I left it was spotless, it never usually goes that high by the time I’m back! Ok, ok, it’s not a big deal, I’ll just take care of it.”, he said as he approached the desktop and took a hamburger. As he was about to toss it away, the powerful smell made him do otherwise and he proceeded to eat the burger, his free hand reaching for a pack of fries and upon finishing the burger, ate the fries as his now free hand went for more junk food.

Mardaku couldn’t stop, eating more and more of the junk data, going with bigger bites and mouthful as it went on and his body showed this gluttony, his sudden gluttony ballooning his body in fat. Mardaku’s face had 2 soft cheeks he arms starting to gain a visible layer of fat, his belly pushed outwards as his gluttony continued, pushing against his dark green jacket as it started to peek from underneath said jacket, but his lower body suffered the most for it, his thighs stretched the pants out, making them look like they were simply enveloped in the same material, with barely any visible crease, his calves followed shortly behind them, looking more like small pillows.

But his ass was the one taking center stage, having received the most out of the growth, it jutted out so much that the pants were riding downs slightly, exposing the top of the two cheeks. He stopped eating the last of the food to readjust the chair he was sitting on.

Taking the last bite out of the hot-dog, he started to regain control of himself as he assessed the damage, but that was interrupted by the sound of more food hitting the other side of the desktop, turning around, he saw the pile, just as big as the last one, not wanting to get closer, he got up and tried to clear them remotely, but his thoughts were interrupted by another pile landing right in front of him, and just like that, his hunger came back.

Sitting on the fleshy beanbags that were his butt cheeks, he proceeded to eat more of the junk data in front of him, eating fries by the handful, not noticing a cursor having taken some food from the pile behind him and bringing it to him, he simply continued eating, unaware of what was happening. It wasn’t until he felt stuffed that he managed to regain control, not able to eat anything more, he just sat trying to understand what was going on, but the cursor came back and instead of dropping the food in the pile, proceeded to bring it directly into his mouth, as he hadn’t reacted in time, he didn’t a choice but to swallow the content. Right as he swallowed, he saw the cursor going at it again, this time he had time to avoid, but his attempt was in vain as another cursor stuffed a hot-dog to his mouth.

No matter how he tried, he couldn’t get away from the accursed cursors, now feeding him at an increased pace, a burger here, large handfuls of fries there, he kept getting bigger and bigger, fatter and fatter as time went on. His attempts were interrupted as a large *RRRIIIP* could be heard from behind him, his pants had ripped turning to taters as he continued to bulk up, his green underwear in full view, not long after, the jacket’s zipper started giving out, teeth by teeth, each popping out as the pressure became too much, exposing his belly and his tight tank top.

Another cursor popped up, then another, each increasing the cadence of feeding that Mardaku would go through, but he wasn’t afraid, he was thinking of a plan and figured that something could be done, the junk data never stopped appearing, seemingly popping out of nowhere on the desktop, but as the cursors were busy stuffing him, he figured out a plan to stop this, lulling the cursors into a false sense of security in the meantime. Once he managed to get in a “comfortable” position, he clicked on the network connectivity icon and disconnected the network interface and just like that, the cursors stopped and floated in midair, a tiny hourglass appearing on each of them until they disappeared one by one.

“Phew, glad that’s over.”, he said as he got himself up and saw all of the junk data that wasn’t eaten turn from junk food to simple files, “All right, let’s to this… again...”, he said while grabbing a broom, he proceeded to try to clean up the system.

With a sigh of victory and relief, he puts the broom back in the cleanup tools folder and proceeds to lounge for a bit, waiting for the scan to finish, his eyelids growing heavy, he figured he could use some rest.

He woke up to a series sharp pokes on his humongous booty, as he woke up, he saw a notepad file, along with the completed scan having removed a whopping 5 threats. “Didn’t know you wanted to put on a show when I got back ” was written on the notepad, chuckling a bit, he stayed seated and simply let his lover enjoy what could be seen for a little while. Stretching a little, he gets up and he felt something push against his butt, safe for a small square area, feeling a slight breeze from it, he tried to take a step forward, but his belly collided with the other side of the desktop, giving him little to no movement possibilities within the confines of the screen.

“Think I’ll need to get out through the big TV?” Mardaku said with a chuckle, seeing the notepad’s content get replaced.

“At this size, we might need to use a stadium screen, and that’s just for your big butt alone ”

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Here's the raffle prize for LItzalova on Twitter and his character Mardaku.
Lovely story made by the great

Posted using PostyBirb