NO MINORS. Late twenties. A space to put my kink writings/ramblings and stories. Feeder turned feedee. SW: 135, Current: 148. GW 200. Mutual gainer. Always hungry. ask me anything!
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All I Can Think About Is Having A Fat Feeder Straddle My Hips And Play With My Tdick And Stuff Me Until
All I can think about is having a fat feeder straddle my hips and play with my Tdick and stuff me until I pass out 🥵
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I want you to eat so much for me today 🐽
Eat so much fucking food. Get so bloated and fat
Just lounge and eat. Get fatter and fatter..
You’re already so obese but I need you bigger.. an extra 100-200lbs will do..
Can you do that for me? Get nice and stuffed today
Go eat up pig 🐽
Cooling down by chugging weight gain shakes daily is having some permanent side effects 😳
More belly on of 🫃🏻
Fatten me up so much that I bust zippers with my fat pad. Feed me until you get out of breath trying to yank my pants over my fat ass. Feed me when I get stuck in my clothes, enough to burst right out of them. Feed me and fuck me until I can’t cum without you pushing me beyond my limits with heavy fattening food. I want my gut to grow down to my knees, slapping against my thighs as I waddle. I’ll get as fat as you like if you keep me dazed from how full you’ve made me. Feed me so my eyes are barely open as I slip into the rhythm of swallowing and opening my greedy mouth for more.
I want to be so fucking fat, and I want it to be obvious that it’s all your fault. Make me gorge in public in clothes so skintight that the seams dig into my fat. Force feed me in the car between drive thrus. Make me a wobbly burping mess, desperately trying to make more room to please you. Make me too fat to sit anywhere but the backseat, after the incident where my gut pressed firmly into the dash and it took you an hour to yank me free.
Take me out and encourage me loudly enough for people to look on in disgust. I want my gut to hang out of everything I try to wear, too heavy and too far out for me to even try and pull my shirt down for some semblance of modesty.
Fatten me up big boy. I’ll catch up to you soon enough.
Just eat for me. Keep fucking eating.
I need you to be full, painfully full. I need the numbers on the scale to keep climbing. I need you wider, and softer, and fatter. I need there to be more of you. More for me. I need each pound of fat on your body to be mine. I want to own you, to have you, to keep you. God, I want you to grow. I want to make you grow. For me... And only for me.
You love me, baby?
Well then give me more of you to love.
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