Maybe Its The Fall Breeze Or The Autumn Vibes But I Cannot Stop Thinking About Holding Your Soft, Chubby

maybe it’s the fall breeze or the autumn vibes but I cannot stop thinking about holding your soft, chubby hand while walking down a busy sidewalk. You look so cute in your baggy orange sweater, your round cheeks pink from the cool air. Your eyes light up when we pass the fall display at the bakery - every sweet combination of pumpkin and apple and carmel and hazelnut line their shelves and the smell floating from the shop is so perfect for this moment. You squeeze my hand and look at me with such pleading eyes. As if I’d ever say no to you.

I want my body to always be its own obstacle. Struggling to do anything because of my ever increasing weight. My blubber filled legs push against each other as I maneuver them around one another just to waddle to my next meal. My doughy arms pulled down by their heft, restricting my coordination further. Fat around my joints taking away all flexibility. Soon enough I won't be able to move my head much as my chins bunch up against my chest. All because my appetite got the best of me.

i am convinced there is /nothing hotter/ than men fucking whimpering while their bellies cramp up; especially if they’re being filled up, and their stomach is taut and hurts too much to touch

You’ve been such a good boy, letting me fatten you up like this. You’re so adorable when you open your mouth so obediently, allowing me to feed you spoonfuls of pudding and cream. You’ve been gobbeling up everything I put in front of you, like a really good boy. Just like you should. And you’ve gotten nice and fat as a result. Mhm, you like it when I squeeze your belly roll like this? Mhm. You like being reminded of how much I fattened you? I really put my mark on you, didnt I tubby…. God those buttons are holding on for their dear life, arent they! And you were so slim when we first met… When people see you now, they will see how well I’ve fed you. How I made you mine by fattening you up, slowly but steadily. They will see that you belong to me now.

This is your daily reminder that you look your hottest when you've eaten so much that you can't even sit up. If you aren't that full, then you still have room. Eat up, babe. We can't have you wasting away!

Feedist Kinktober 2024 Day 1: Farmers Market

Word Count: 457

Thank you to @fatguarddog for the theme list!

This is just something quick cause I found the list late

Feeder POV, gender neutral, nothing explicit

As you're driving slowly through the gravel lot you can't help but keep taking glaces at your partner between scanning for parking spaces. The uneven ground and your cars shitty suspension was causing a lot of... movement despite them being packed tight into the overalls from last year. They didn't seem to notice your glances as they were down to the last few sips of soda, the breakfast sandwiches from the drive thru were long gone.

You both had been coming here for a few years now, always eager to try all the tasty treats made by locals and take new pictures for the fireplace. They had really grown over the last few years, going from XL overalls to nearly spilling out from their 3Xs, you not so secretly hoped they would rip today. Pulling into a spot now your partner lets out a small sigh

"is this really the closest spot?" They say with a frown

"unfortunately babe, but it's not too far, besides were gonna be doing a lot of walking today anyways"

With that you shut off the car and got out, stretching your legs as your partner shuffles out of their seat, you swear you could hear the cars sigh of relief. Now waddling on uneven ground you knew to go slow, don't want them to trip and fall before the day even begins, but you both march forwards being pulled in by the familiar scents of autumn.

By the time you reach the entrance your partner is breathing heavily, you slip your arm around them slowly rubbing their lower back, still surprised you can't reach their love handle anymore.

"hey do you want a break? I can go get some water for you"

*huff* "yeah that'd be great,,, I just need a minute"

Spotting a bench you both head on over and they drop onto it hard, you were scared for a moment but surprisingly it held strong. Walking to the nearest food stall, the scents around you are drawing you in, already cataloging all the different stalls you'd be stopping at today. After waiting in a short line you get to the counter and order a funnel cake and water, your baby needs the carbs if they're gonna get through today.

On the way back to the bench you spot a rather large man leaning back sitting next to your partner and a woman to his side, with a kiss on the cheek and caress of his belly she walks off and you realize that y'all aren't the only ones with this tradition and it's time to make some new friends

It dawns on you that if this goes well, your baby is definitely gonna be ripping those overalls today