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RP Call

RP call

Looking for someone to do a taboo RP. Preferably a father/step-father x their daughter/step-daughter, sibling x sibling/step-sibling etc.

I'm looking for someone to do the more dominant or older role in the pairings.

The situations I'm thinking are:

The younger is antsy about not having much experience in any promiscuous situations so the other tries to help. One thing leads to another.....

Maybe on a school sports trip and they decide to get physical in the back of the bus.

The younger is trying on clothes and they tear so the other comes in and again, one thing leads to another...

I'm also up for just about suggestions you may have!

Like this post or shoot me a message if you're interested.

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6 months ago

Thoughts on letting me straddle your lap as I feed you so I can feel your stomach push against me in protest as it gets packed with more calories than it ever should? Gurgling when I gently funnel you liters of soda and gallons of milkshakes? Rumbling after I'm done feeding you a few sheet trays of brownies, cakes and cookies? Letting me gently rub it for you after you get too big to do it yourself?

I’ve been eating nonstop lately and don’t really have much of a lap to speak of tbh

Thoughts On Letting Me Straddle Your Lap As I Feed You So I Can Feel Your Stomach Push Against Me In
Thoughts On Letting Me Straddle Your Lap As I Feed You So I Can Feel Your Stomach Push Against Me In

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6 months ago

Gf slowly feeding bf yet he doesn't notice until it's too late and he now loves being fed

"Taste this for me."

"Tell me if it needs more salt."

"is this too sweet?"

These were the comments you were used to hearing on an almost daily basis from your overly zealous, self-proclaimed chef of a girlfriend. It had seemed like every day now there was maybe half a dozen things that you needed to taste for her, and that she'd gently feed to you so you could give your verdict. She'd insist that her hands were already dirty with food and yours weren't so that was why she needed to feed it to you.

Though she knew exactly how it tasted, she would always purposefully over or under season it so she could call you over again and hand feed you another bite. It was a habit she was well aware of, but one you didn't seem to pick up on. The affects had appeared nearly a month afterwards, a shirt that was too tight now or your chair squeaking in protest when it hadn't before.

As time went on, a dozen taste tests turned to twenty, then thirty. And pretty soon you were sat on a stool next to her as she worked, eagerly awaiting for when she'd turn to you with an entire tray of brownies, bowls of pasta, entire cakes or any other number of treats to feed you. Shirts that had been too tight now barely seemed like crop tops considering your bulbous gut that seemed fit to pop or rival an expecting mother of twins.

Even if the meal seemed like too much, she'd always whisper sweet nothings to you and encourage you further. Wiping crumbs and sauce from your face before gently massaging the straining skin of your gut.

"Just one more bite for me, big boy."


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6 months ago

Girls who ask you to cum on their face are keepers ♡

6 months ago

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Hi Hi 👋

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Call me Micah or Confetti<3

Adore the pet names "sweetie, honey, cutie, baby, pup(py)" and a whole lot more.

She/her they/them

I'm 19 and a bisexual

Anons and DM are always open <3

You can toss whatever you want in my anon box! Fantasies, kink rants, etc. If you give me a prompt, I'll write a short blurb of it

This is a side blog so don't be mad if I don't follow you back

Looking for an older guy or gal to spoil or pamper me.

Just as eager to find someone who's chubby for me to fawn over.

Astoundingly eager if the two happen to coincide.

I like the idea of wearing a collar or harness alongside some animal ears and a tail for you. You'd get to hold the leash so people know I'm your pet<3

I'm willing to be your good little girl, your rebellious ward who needs to be put in place, your feeder, someone for you encourage to put on a few pounds, and a few more roles.

I like RP! And I'm almost always open to do it so shoot me a DM!

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Here's the main things I find interesting and as such, what will mostly be on my blog:

•Bre•ding

•Eggpreg

•Monsterfvcking

•Wg/inflation

•General stomach noises or distress

•Emetophillia

•I've got an insane praise kink

•Petplay

My little writings are marked with the hashtag: "bread and a circus writings"

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6 months ago

A trip to an amusement park. Near noon you start insisting you're hungry for lunch so I start making breaks to accommodate. At every stall I toss out a couple dollars and buy you something to eat till you're mumbling about your pants being tighter than they were this morning. But it doesn't seem to slow you in your eating. Turkey legs, churros, bubbling sodas, tacos, burritos, burgers, fries, candy bars, cheese fries, funnel cakes and more. Your fingers are coated in grease and crumbs and I help you lick them clean, gently rubbing your front as I ask if you're full yet. We sit on a bench in the shade and we hear it creak under your weight, a sign that we may be going to far with you, but neither of us want to stop yet. Instead, I walk over and get you a few ice creams which you quickly devour with your seemingly insatiable appetite. Near the end of the day, we decide to go on one more ride, and we quickly find that your swollen and engorged belly seems less than eager to let the lap bar come down. You're barely contained in the already squished seat as it is, but your belly refuses to give up the space it occupies. Your shirt rode up long ago and now we both just stare and sheepishly blush at the worker who insists that the situation of the bar pressed tight into the fat of your gut isn't safe. You're about to fight your way out of the seat in defeat when the button on your jeans finally gives way, allowing your stomach to lurch forward and shoot the safety bar back even further. I chuckle nervously at the situation but in all honesty I'm just thinking about how I want to straddle your rolls and ride you way more than any attraction at this park.


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