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Sol 🔜 MFF
@lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
560 followers 320 following 2.2K posts
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26, he/they
tired moth, fat writer, frequent hornyposter

pfp and banner by @aspiffygoat.bsky.social
stories + comm gallery at https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lunarsol11/
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increasing amounts of delphi tummy (🎨: @/sussykoboldad.bsky.social)
November 11, 2025 at 2:44 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
another character gushing thread! this time we have epi. they're their world's god of hedonism, a compressed continent-sized bunny blob who doesn't particularly understand mortals but loves indulging them anyway

(first three by @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social, fourth by @/princesscarnival.bsky.social)
November 7, 2025 at 10:53 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
i need to gush about my characters more because i love them a lot but my writing speed is so ass it's hard to do anything with them besides get art

anyway here's toren. he's a paladin who retired to run a tavern because trauma. he has a protogen boyfriend from space. (🖌️: @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social)
November 6, 2025 at 5:52 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
i do have a massive plushie character that will eat you... unfortunately treaty would be much more smug than comforting about it
art by @wiishyishii.bsky.social
November 6, 2025 at 5:28 AM
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November 2, 2025 at 11:39 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
New story! 3k word trade with @orbyssey.bsky.social!

Synopsis: Elliot is tasked with gathering potion ingredients. But when he's tempted by a patch of unusual fruits, he takes a slight detour in his task. Which involves transforming into a dragonblimp.

Read here: www.furaffinity.net/view/62797775/
October 29, 2025 at 1:01 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
would be honored! comfortable with anything
October 27, 2025 at 5:05 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
cw gas fart farting

the journey from mothseat to fartcushion isn't a hard one. it's actually very soft and bouncy

🖌️: @/moffballoon.bsky.social
October 25, 2025 at 9:50 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
ended up becoming a mothseat for @teacyn.bsky.social as they bloat up bigger and bigger. at least i'm a comfy seat...

🖌️: @/moffballoon.bsky.social; alt in replies
October 25, 2025 at 9:48 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
NEW SONA ALERT

rounding out my trio of sonas is celeste! PSI-powered giegue, slightly toxic feeder, will softly coax you further into immobility with claws scratching so gently under your chin rolls and more food than you can possibly cram into your overstuffed gut

🖌️: @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social
October 24, 2025 at 7:23 PM
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October 22, 2025 at 4:46 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
congrats!! would be cool to see my plush dragon treaty go full kaiju
art by @wiishyishii.bsky.social
October 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
cw slob gas fart farting

don't mind the rumbling or squelching while you scale my gut, that's normal. and it's only going to get more intense

🖌️: @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social
October 19, 2025 at 7:19 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
mrrrmmphhh. just... hhhHRRPPP... having a light snack. feel free to climb my belly and join me, by the time i'm done with all this my arms will be too blubbery to shovel down more

🖌️: @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social; alts below for slob enjoyers
October 19, 2025 at 7:17 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
oh nooooo being gulped down into colossal demon boobs... how tragic... (unironically would be really fun, love your art a lot)
art by @/featherycrimes.bsky.social art by @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social
October 17, 2025 at 3:52 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
providing Moth for anything you feel like. slob, vore, tf, pooltoy stuff... any of the above, a combination, or whatever other kinks you're in the mood for
art by @/featherycrimes.bsky.social art by @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social art by @/aspiffygoat.bsky.social
October 10, 2025 at 8:04 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
doing their best brawl bulborb impression
October 10, 2025 at 6:13 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
GARAMA
October 1, 2025 at 4:47 AM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
printing him out
September 30, 2025 at 7:58 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
let's chill on the reddit energy please... i just wanted to do a shitty little design sketch for the artist without knowing anything about art at the time. have drawn him (slightly) better since

also i don't think sol has ever been drawn as thin as he is in his ref LMAO. i may have to update it
September 30, 2025 at 5:51 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
How could you do this to me.
September 30, 2025 at 5:28 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
don't you just love turning into a farting ocean of slime, hungry for more mass to add to your corpulent bulk? i think yuki does
"Urgh..." Yuki staggered, the glass bottle she had just drunk from almost falling from her hand. A wave of dizziness hit her. What was happening? She had thought the concoction she had gulped down from the chest she had found was a simple healing potion, but it felt like her very self was being rearranged, squashed around, and reshaped. A belch rippled up from the depths of the Au Ra's gut, relieving some of the building pressure and making her feel a little better despite the rudeness. Then another. And another, erupting out of her with enough force to send her whole body quaking... Wait. Quaking? Yuki didn't have enough mass to quake. She looked down. Every part of her she saw had thickened up from scaly litheness, the cornerstones of her agility, to softly jiggling piles of pillowy lard. Even as she watched in panic, she grew. Those waves of dizziness had turned into ones of warmth washing over her whole body, and with every belch and tingly pulse, what must have been fifty or a hundred pounds of blubber melted onto her to fatten her up further. To make matters worse, her entire body was tinging blue. It had to be a trick of the light, right? Every part of her felt damp and sticky, increasingly a deep, vivid cerulean. Her clothes squelched against her sweaty flab as Yuki shifted, trying to examine herself. Except it was biologically impossible for her to sweat. This was too much for her overwhelmed mind to handle. "This can't be... I... HRROOURRPP..." And then the potion bottle in her hand seeped through the surface of her body. Too shocked to react, Yuki just watched it, the glass bottle halfway inside her thickened hand and sinking deeper. The parts of it inside her bubbled and fizzed. It was like she could taste it. Glass like spun cotton candy, the cork like the finest cheese, and the lingering traces of the potion she had drunk. The bottle was delicious. Filling. Pleasant. A deep part of herself wanted more. Her clothes were next to sink into her growing mass. Yuki was already bulging out of them, her heaving, floor-dragging belly turning her shirt into an attempted bra for her colossally flabby breasts, but now she absorbed them. Entirely nude, her form spilled outwards, revealed to be an ocean of jiggy, flabby blue slime, fizzing with gasses. Fabric sank into her slimy gut to be consumed, and she bit back a moan at how good they tasted. BRRRNNNTTT. What wasn't possible to hold back was a fart that sent herself wobbling. Her face lit up in a blush at the eruption from her jiggling, cart-sized rear, blue slime turning pink with embarrassment. But... that same deep, instinctual part of herself wanted more. More gas, more farts, more food, more mass. Hesitantly, like she was standing at a precipice, Yuki let herself erupt. FFRRRTTTTTTT, PFFFRRTTTT, BRRROOUURRRPPPP. That part of her swelled, fed by her indulgence. Purposely, she put her gooey hands to her wagon-swallowing gut, shaking up the gasses inside. Then she groaned with strain, moaned in pleasure, from the resulting tremendous BBFFFFFFFFOOOOOOOOUURRTTTTTTTT. Yuki was unrecognizable from the thin Au Ra mercenary that had walked into the dungeon. A farting mountain of flowing, oozing blue slime, too enormously fat to even hope of moving were she still made of flesh. But she still wanted more. Squelching, she slid forward through the halls in a tide of slime, picking up any stray moss to add to her swelling mass as she glorped onwards. More belches and farts erupted from both ends, and she welcomed each burst of gas. There would be more treasure further in. Rubble. Perhaps even real food. Yuki licked her lips with a dripping blue tongue. She wanted all of it. She would grow larger as long as there was more for her to absorb. And she wanted to grow larger so badly.
September 23, 2025 at 8:04 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
bunny mood you say.
art by @aspiffygoat.bsky.social
September 22, 2025 at 4:47 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
good news! i think every universe might have an ascending gluttonous godblob soon. or actually, he might have them...
"MPHHHRRRNNNN... MOHHHHHRRRRRRRPP..." Jay's lard billowed through the streets of the city, gurgling with unrestrained, overflowing power. Divine light shone from his eyes to bless whatever he cast his gaze on, but he only looked at one thing: more food to join the river being shoveled into his sloppy, greedy maw. The purple-scaled eel had always been fat. He had always sought to grow larger. But he had been normal, containable, until today. An eleven-foot hulk with a barrel-sized gut had become a living tidal wave of fat, capable of swallowing everything up beneath his jiggling bulk. One chance encounter had changed everything for him. Jay had been pulled aside into the door of a shop that hadn't been there the day before, to discuss something in hushed tones over a meal, to have secrets whispered into his ear. Once Jay had staggered out, he simply started eating- and never stopped. Now he grew. Belches erupted from his mouth as he gorged, farts quaking his rear with divine thunder. Food stained his mouth and front from the pace of his feasting, but Jay was single-mindedly focused on two things: eating more and growing more. Making a mess was not a consideration for him. In fact, he was vaguely pleased by how many stains there were. It signified how much of a glutton he had become. But there was still so much more to taste. "NOT... ENOUGHHHH... MOOHHHRRR... FASTERRR... BIGGERRR..." Food obeyed the burgeoning god. Jay opened his mouth wider, ate meals so colossal they would outsize buildings, and his blubber spilled outwards. The city was buried under purple flab in a few moments, all its residents pressed under the softest tons of sweaty flab they had ever felt. He was a mountain range, a landmass of fat. Still not enough. The planet was the next to be overcome. Jay was perched tall on his throne of rear as he swelled higher than the atmosphere. Land buckled under his obscene weight, crushed. Before long, though, it was granted some reprieve. Instead of being sat on by the bloating eel god, the planet was pulled into his gravitational field. An abyss of ass loomed over it, and the world disappeared into a blubbery eel rear that would replace its atmosphere with divine gas. Not enough. NEVER enough. Jay's drooling maw opened wider. Flab smothered the solar system, then the galaxy, the Sun being sucked down into the endless river of food like a spicy amuse-bouche and the Milky Way being slurped up like its namesake. Fat flooded everything. There was no stopping it, no containing it. This was the rise of a new god of gluttony, and Jay would not be denied a single morsel. Planets were sucked down or lost in his endless sweaty rolls. Nebulas were tangy, giving Jay a little variety in his ceaseless feast. Black holes couldn't compete with the truest example of their kind, the one expanding to swallow existence. Then there was only Jay. Belching with a rumble that shook reality, ocean of flab wobbling from the force, he opened his mouth expectantly to find there was nothing left to eat. It couldn't be true. There must always be more for him: it was a universal truth. So Jay simply had to find it. Concentrating, he felt himself constrained by metaphysical walls that pressed into his flab. All he had to do was shake his endless bulk, and they ripped apart like a thin layer of plastic covering up the rest of his meal. Jay beheld what laid beyond the universe. Endless stars, endless colored points of light, each signifying another universe. An endless multiverse full of potential and life. That meant more food. Jay's belly gurgled, and the eel god allowed himself a brief smile before his feast continued forevermore.
September 17, 2025 at 7:52 PM
lunarsolmoth.bsky.social
September 17, 2025 at 4:14 PM