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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.

Oof my boxers are getting tight 🥵

Just makes me want to absolutely glut myself until they dig in so bad I can’t stand the pressure. Maybe until they tear at the seams 👉🏼👈🏼

Won’t I be the cutest growing piggy with my belly hanging out of all my sweaters? My fuzzy gut hanging over my sweatpants?

Fuck just feed me. I can’t focus on anything besides stretching my gut absolutely beyond belief

Stuff me. Funnel feed me. Force feed me when I can’t keep up. Tease me about not fitting into anything I own no matter how I try. Fill every space I occupy with snacks. Hand me food when I’m distracted and praise me for finishing it all absentmindedly.

Make days where I must gorge every hour, the entire day filled with my belly packed to bursting. Stretch my gut with carbonated drinks, fill me with heavy cream, force me out in public in clothes two sizes too small.

Order for me at restaurants, whisper quietly that I’d better finish it or you’ll force me at home.

Fill me with beer and slosh my gut uncontrollably. Smoke me out and cover the bed with fattening snacks. Collar me and feed me until it snaps off the fat roll that used to be my neck.

Make me your fat pup, obese hog, house cow, I don’t care. Make me your personal experiment in how fat you can make someone. I want to see the flint in your eye as I beg you to stop feeding me.

Make me groan when you push on my packed belly hanging out of my shirt. Tell me how I’ll never drop the weight, how I’m controlled by my greed. Walk me around town and taunt me to keep up.

Stuff me in your car and stop at every single fast food place we pass. Make me finish before you teach the next one, and order double if I don’t. I want to feel so heavy that I’m stuck in that seat. Feed me until I can’t stretch the seatbelt over my gut even with an extender.

Remind me how I used to be the feeder, and how I couldn’t stop myself from becoming a greedy useless pig.

Make my gut stick out so absurdly far from my body that it almost looks fake. Feed me until I grow fat tits pushing up towards my chin. I want my love handles to be too big to grab in one hand, rendering them useless.

Fatten me up. Make me fatter. So so much fatter.

My smooth horny brain is stuck on having a fully functional feeding farm.

I desperately need stall after stall full of horny hungry pets. Bulls, bears, cows, pigs, hogs, I’ll take em all. Just fattening up each greedy pet until the stall presses tightly against their sides.

And tbh, I’d like to be in a stall too, force fed with all of my greedy pets.

And at night, after barely squeezing out of the feeding stalls, all of my wonderfully soft pets piled around me snuggling together on the blanket covered straw….ugh pleaseeeee

It’s fat fall y’all, I expect BIG things from all y’all greedy fatties.

It’s the season to get fatter and fatter, the season to grow out of your fall sweaters before winter. The season to stuff yourself sick in front of family and friends. Let that stuffed gut hang out, no one will bat an eye.

Better get working then. Eat up.

All fat boys deserve a snug singlet to hang out of 🥵🥵🥵

Blubber boy 😇

Goals 🥵🥵 peak male form

🚨 NEW STATS 🚨

Height: 67”

Belly (Standing): 66”

Belly (Sitting): 71”

WEIGHT: 343.3 lbs

REBLOG IF YOU WANT YOUR GUT STUFFED REALLY TIGHT

I’ve never been so bloated and full.

I gorged myself on a box of pierogi, drank almost a gallon of egg nog, my gut looks comically round against my frame and I’m fighting with the idea of stuffing myself even more or letting this belly rest. My skin feels too tight, my belly won’t stop making protesting gurgles, I feel like I might pop with every breath.

But I want more. To wake up feeling and looking fatter. To get stuck in my old hoodie with my gut sticking out the bottom. Fuck I want to be fat. So grotesquely obese that I don’t even pass for a person. Just a heavy blob of greed, only functional to eat and grow. How fat can I get with my own brain encouraging me like this 🥵🥵🥵

So as a response to @futurefarmersamerica suggestion, I made a feedism edit of that one color ask game! I might be missing some stuff but I think it'll still be fun. Feel free to share and have fun hehe

I hit 3.5k calories in Nutella and bagels alone 😳

That’s not counting the large pho, large sub sandwich and about a half gallon of water.

I Hope I wake up feeling as heavy as I do now 🥵

“Umm it’s really obvious you have a fetish for fat people” okay i think that’s fine actually. I would prefer to be open about being attracted to fat people rather than tell other people not to be so openly attracted to fatness, something which people do to me with a strange amount of frequency

New Year’s resolution? To gain as much fucking weight as I can. I’m adding gain shakes to my daily diet, gotta make sure I go to bed every night stuffed right.

Ugh I can barely focus on anything else I just want to be so fucking fat.

Fuck it. Today I’m going to try and really make this gut swell. Plans for food are heavy buttery pasta, cheese pizza with Alfredo base, and if I can make it successfully a whole pumpkin pie 🥵🥵 if not I’m downing the pie filling mixture full of condensed milk like the fat hog I am.

Feed me. I want to be the fat community hog so badddd

Fuck. I just crammed pasta bolognese into my gut till I couldn’t breathe. 32oz Tupperware is scraped clean. Oof I need some belly rubs.

And of course it’s always at like 3-5am 😅

I want to get so fat that I start having feeders interact with me on the street.

I want to get so fat that I have to sell my car because there is NO WAY my fatass will fit in a coupe.

I want to get so fat that when my belly growls people just shove a snack my way in annoyance.

I want to get so fat that I get stuck in everything. Changing rooms, new clothes, things hallways, cars, shower, bathtub, escalator, elevator etc.

I want to get so fat that the flab around my neck is mistaken for an airplane pillow when I sit.

I want to get so fat that I have to be rescued by the fire dept after gorging myself in a restaurant booth.

I want to get so fat that buttons fly, seams tear, belts snap and my massive gut bounces out for everyone to see.

I want to get so fat that I can’t fly on a plane without buying the whole row of seats

I want to get so fat that my gut is a foot wider than I am tall.

I want to get so fat that no shoes fit my fat feet.

I want to get so fat that three gallon tubs of ice cream won’t satiate me.

I want to get so fat no one recognizes me until they hear my voice.

Please. Feed me. I’ll be the perfect fat pet I promise. Just blow me up to your hearts content

Just filled up my biggest water bottle with ice cream sandwiches. 11,150 calories in one bottle. Woof I’m gonna get round from this for sure.

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

Oh god.

There’s no stopping the feeder to feedee pipeline. I just got down a container of heavy cream and it tasted like ambrosia.

Gods I’m gonna be so fucking fat in no time

This cake shake has me so round 🥵🥵🥵 I was throbbing and leaking the entire time I was mixing it up and now trying not to touch my fat little cock is driving me insane. Well, not as much as this painfully round belly