
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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32oz Heavy Cream On The Way With Some German Chocolate Cake Mix. Im Gonna Be Downing Almost 4.5k Calories
32oz heavy cream on the way with some German chocolate cake mix. I’m gonna be downing almost 4.5k calories all at once 🥵
Ugh if only I’d wake up and see a massive gut blocking my view
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Had a dream last night where I finally gave it and decided to live with a feeder. As I struggled to waddle up the stairs to their place, I knew that I would never leave. All I could think about is how the moment I walked through those doors I was going to be fed and fattened until I was too fat to leave their bed and then fattened even more. That the weight I was waddling in there was the thinnest I would ever be and that they would have full control and honestly it was the most turned on I had been in a while.
I want nothing more than to waddle into a feeder's home and let them fatten me as much as they please. I want to be force-fed and fully controlled. When I eat, how much I eat, how fat I get completely up to them. I want to be owned. Their property to feed, fatten, and fuck. Forced to stay naked so they can see every jiggly pound and every new stretch mark they put on my flabby swelling body.
I want to be weight, measured, teased. I want pictures taken of me at every stage. I want to be forced to struggle to get up and waddle to the mirror to see and feel what they are doing to me. I want to stand there, wheezing and struggling as they jiggle me and taunt me for getting so fat then ordered to open up as they shove extra fattening donuts in my mouth and tease me even more. I want to be force fed right there, forced to stare at myself as I open my mouth for more like a good little hog. I want to be stuffed to my limits, measured, then forced to struggle back to bed. Then when I'm laying there, out of breath and moaning from how full I am, I want to be ordered to open for more. If I can think about anything but how painfully stuffed I am, I'm not full enough. Only when I'm laying there mindless and moaning do they stop and let me digest while they make more food. I want to be a prized hog.

How’s everyone doing this week?
Fuck make my belly stretch
Make it groan with how fast you pour shake into me
Taunt me as I blow up right in front of you
Tell me I’ll get covered in stretch marks with how fast I bloat
Then force feed me
Feed me past begging and tears
Feed me till I can barely open my eyes and swallow
Then turn up that vibe tucked far under my belly
I need it. Now
Sometimes you just need to crush your feeder after a big meal 🐷
Inspired by the beautiful @everyones-bean19 💕