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The feeling when you pad a tight zip up before stuffing 🥵 I can’t wait to actually be this huge. I’m wedged into this chair as is, I’d be hopelessly stuck if this was all fat…and it’s only making me hungrier

I woke up STARVING

Fuck I want fat juicy burgers, thick milkshakes, chicken sandwiches with extra aioli, ice cream with protein powder mixed in to chug, bags and bags of chips and pretzels…

My belly is growling fiercely…the restraint I had for not ordering food to the house is dwindling fast…

Please stuff me senseless, I need it so bad.

I want to make you so fat that I can fuck the indent in your fat pad where your dick will never see sunlight again.

Feed me please, this is body goals 🥵

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.

🥵🥵🥵 me and who??

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

Tags:  female feeder, dom/sub, intox kink, feedism, stuffing, light degradation

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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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

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Your greedy feedee's belly keeps growing fatter and rounder every time you see him.. you've made him so addicted to stuffing his doughball gut daily that he can't go to bed without his big swollen belly spilling out of his pjs and looking ready to burst 😩

More funnel feeding on of 🫃🏻

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

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 🥵🥵🥵

Too much to hold in

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 🥵

Fat boys moaning about how full they are.

Fat boys begging to be stuffed fatter.

Fat boys holding their belly saying “look what you did to me”

Fat boys groaning and burping and staring lovingly at their gut in awe.

Fat boys saying more as they gorge.

Belly to his knees 🥵🥵🥵

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. 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 😅