Happy Tummy Tuesday. So Im Back To Gaining In A Big Way . Ive Even Got An Only Fans Thatll Support Me

Happy Tummy Tuesday. So I’m back to gaining in a big way 😂. I’ve even got an only fans that’ll support me through to immobility I hope. https://onlyfans.com/fattyed

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Just keep chugging. Don’t stop. Everyday. Force it it. If you want fat to rule your life. Open it up and pour it in. Let it settle and take over!

All of my thoughts are consumed with gaining.

I’m actively checking calorie counts on everything and getting hard knowing I’m way over my daily for my size.

Just make me fatter. I need to be fucking massive. I want to take up space, rounder and fatter than anyone I know.

I want to be soft and heavy and constantly stuffed to the brim. I want to be fed and jiggled and taunted for how I’ve lost control over my gluttony.

Make me bust out of every last scrap of clothing I own, make me so fat so fast that I waddle heavily and clumsily trying to adjust to how fat you’ve made me.

Feed me. Feed me. Feed me.

Fuck what do I have to do to live this life 🥵🥵🥵

Currently obsessed with the idea of having a community hog roommate. A big bottomless pit of a boy just lazing around the house.

Whenever me or any of our other roommates have leftover takeout, want to try a new recipe, or took some extra donuts home from work, he'll be there ready to greedily devour it. We might even start buying snacks to feed to him just for fun.

The best part is casually grabbing a roll of fat as we pass him in the hall or jiggling his belly after bringing him some delivery. He loves getting belly rubs after a big meal when we cuddle up with him on the couch in the evening. The perfect end to his day of gorging, gaming, and growing.

🥵🥵🥵 me and who??

Ugh I need thissss, I’d get morbidly obese so fast.

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Out at a bar, right. With friends. Ordering a little too much food but nothing crazy, you keep trying to steal fries from me and complaining you’re still hungry, saying I never share with you and how rude it is - you’re joking, of course and everyone laughs, but there’s an amused smile on my face as I push the plate towards you telling you to be my guest. I get pitchers of beer, mostly just for you, eyes twinkling as I watch you eat and drink everything I put in front of you.

There comes a point where you become full enough in public it’s hard to suck in, you’re starting to feel the effects of all I’ve given you. normally I’d stop, that stuff is private, but tonight you’ve been a little too bold, asking for more and making comments about how I never treat you, etc. so I order more food, more drinks. I see you start to struggle, already full belly pushing against your waistband and shirt, harder to hide than usual. (And believe me, you usually don’t hide it well to begin with).

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