George Knopf

The Holiday Party: Chapter 1

December 2020

“Well well, someone is looking jollier this year!”

“Is that a seasonal slur to imply I’m getting fat? No need to remind me, my lower back is fully aware o...

New Story Tomorrow

I hope everyone enjoyed Thanksgiving Delight as much as I enjoyed writing it. Haven't gotten that riled up whilst writing for awhile. Next up we're kicking off another holiday themed story...

Big Rig

It was a slow day in December and I was ready to go home as soon as my shift started. My back hurt with the extra weight I was carrying around since starting this job. I was horny, tired, and yearn...

Thanksgiving Delight: Chapter 5

Graham and Mark were seated across from each other at the dinner table. Graham was flustered and struggled to maintain conversation with his guests. His full attention was on Mark. Just as in Graha...

Thanksgiving Delight: Chapter 4

It was Thanksgiving Day and Graham hit the ground running. Since he was hosting his friend group’s annual Friendsgiving he was in charge of the turkey. Plus, he was taking it upon himself to bake...

Thanksgiving Delight: Chapter 3

8 years later

Graham’s stiff morning wood pressed into his fleshy abdomen as he sat up in bed. Every morning Graham was filled with pride and satisfaction over the girth resting at...

Thanksgiving Delight: Chapter 2 (Expanded 2021 Version)

“Lighten up, babe. It’s Thanksgiving. Give your chubby boys a break,” Mark said as he slapped a big hand down on Graham’s meaty thigh.

This was met with a disapproving look and orders...

Thanksgiving Delight: Chapter 1 (Expanded 2021 Version)

Graham’s stiff morning wood pressed into his fleshy abdomen as he sat up in bed. Proud of his new found girth, he took a moment to caress his hairy stomach. Since the onset of puberty, Graham had...

Up Next: New Chapters of Thanksgiving Delight

Hello wonderful patrons. I am very excited to share that during the month of November I will be releasing new chapters of one of my oldest stories: Thanksgiving Delight. 

This h...

Dispatches: Holiday Season in Food Service

Little Rock, Arkansas / November 20th / Colossal Cookie

“I’ll take a baker’s dozen, please.”

A well-worn T-shirt hung loosely over the pile of belly fat hanging...

Baseball Bellies: Epilogue

Three months later

“Fucking christ,” Miguel mumbled to himself standing in front of the mirror. “Another one,” he said while fingering a soft white stretch mark on his inner ...

November's One-off Story

November 1st will bring a compilation of vignettes written from the perspective of food service workers during the holiday season. These range from an overzealous slob at the bakery, to a beefy reg...

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 7

Corrigan gnoshed down the slice of pizza in a few bites. Abram had the next slice dangling above Corrigan ready to go, followed by soda, breadsticks, and sweets. All the while he made sure to rub a...

In the pipeline this Holiday Season

I'm cooking up some very exciting things for you guys in the next couple months. The last couple weeks have been prolific as inspiration has struck me! In the works are a collection of vignettes fr...

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 6

June

“Fuuucck this heeeeat,” moaned one of the guys.

A cacophony of voices affirmed this sentiment. The majority of the team laid sprawled around the living room in various...

Holiday Stories?

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 5

May

It had barely been twenty four hours since Coach decreed a team-wide diet and exercise plan that he began to feel ill. A few days later he tested positive for COVID-19 and was qu...

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 4

April

Abram sat in his office chair wearing nothing but a jock. Facing the camera, legs spread wide, he looked at himself with a cocky confidence that had become his brand. His thigh...

Down by the Docks

Christian, a bit tipsy after a couple whiskeys at the bar, wandered around the pier. A strong breeze swept his oily brown hair and worn-in T-shirt back. He was reminded of the paunch hanging off of...

Story Plotlines

I'm not gonna lie, sometimes it's hard to continually conceive of fresh gainer scenarios to write about. So, I thought I'd engage you guys to see what fantasies, plotlines, or situations you'd like...

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 3

March

“Dude I’m so fucking hungry I swear to god.”

“Same man, same.”

“I can’t stop eating, I don’t understand it.”

“Yeah same here and you know ...

Baseball Bellies: Chapter 2

February

The new year kicked off with its fair share of drama for the boys. Not only were they struggling with money and about to begin a paid medical trial, but Miguel had broken qu...

The Quarantine 15: Epilogue

One year and 6 months since the first lockdown

“This food is delicious, what a great spot.”

“There’s no question we’ll be back,” Emilio said with his mouth full of ...

Baseball Bellies

January

Corrigan was stretched out on the couch casually watching a movie in his underwear and tank top. His hearty thighs were spread wide to accommodate the sizable package between...

Bleecker's Big Night

Bleecker’s stomach was already tight as a drum, but as long as he was being fed he wasn’t going to slow down. The feeder transported the last of the churros into his mouth. This was after he ha...

The Quarantine 15: Chapter 20

One year of Quarantine

Alex stared nervously at the jug of gainer shake in Emilio’s hand. He could tell from a distance there was an abundance of cream and chocolate flavoring insi...

The Quarantine 15: Chapter 19

One year of Quarantine

“What do you call it when you get a farmers tan but it’s not from clothes, it's from being fat?” Alex chortled. “Because that’s what’s happening to...

Coming September 1st: Bleecker's Big Night

Ask and you shall receive! Synopsis below for this very exciting story.

What sort of hi-jinks can a gainer get into on a Friday night? Fresh to New York City, beefy ex-rugby player, Bleec...