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My weight is up to 329.5lbs/149kgs. Getting close to my intermediary goal of 350/159kgs
Looking for fun and feedings and new friends in the gloriously gluttonous community.
Remember, No Limits, No Regrets
Hey there everyone,
I posted a simple belly play video on my Patreon today. It was simply showing off how soft my belly is becoming.
Vimeo have deleted it stating they do t support sexualised content! If they don’t like a bellyrub they are going to fucking freak over the stuff I want to post to Onlyfans! 😜
Does anyone have other hosting providers that they could recommend, please?
Is this something I could do myself with a little patience and research?
I simply don’t know right now but I plan to do some research over the next few days.
Any recommendations would be gratefully received.
Remember, No Limits, No Regrets
Tummy Tuesday.
Getting softer and more jiggly.
Looking for a UK gay male feeder to help me get to 500.
I didn’t realise how much rounder and fatter I had become recently until a close dear friend of mine sent me this ‘then and now’ comparison.
The left image is from November and the right is from yesterday (23rd April 2024).
Had some fun at the workshop today. Thanks to my buddy for taking these.
Hey folks
I hope you are all well.
I had a play with the selfie stick today. Here are a few of the pix, the rest and a video are on my patreon
Remember, no limits, no regrets.
If you are a UK based feeder and want to help push me to 500+ drop me a message please. I need some hands on help to become massively obese.
Look at you fat piggy. You used to have some semblance of muscle. Hahahahaha no way. Not now right pig? I dont think anyone would look at you and say "i bet he goes gym" hahahaha i bet if you asked 100 people if you have been to the gym ever in your life, that no one would think you have. Look at you fat fuck. You have let yourself go. Do you care anymore pig? You deserve this fatass pig. It doesnt matter your history anymore. You can't turn back at this point anyway pig. Eat up pig. I bet you want me to quit the gym like you did fatass
Keep talking, you are only making me want to get fatter and fatter.
I’ve done my gym time, now I want to be nothing more than a gluttonous hog being fed and grown and show off for what an immense fatass I’ve become.
Come join me in the Lard Side. Quit the gym and live life the easy way. You want to be huge? Stop lifting and start gorging.
We can compete to see who puts the most weight on over a fixed period of time.
Hi,
I really enjoy watching you grow. Love the belly! I was wondering, I saw the post about you wanting a feeder to get to 500. I'm gay and live in Britain and I would love to help you and your belly grow
Hi there
I would love to have a UK based feeder to push me to greater levels of obesity and gluttony.
Drop me a DM and let’s figure something out
I’m supposed to be cleaning and clearing the caravan for selling but all I want to do is sit in front of the TV and gorge.
Scales say I’m maintaining at 330. No gains this week BUT no losses either. Is that what’s called a balanced diet?
Tummy Tuesday!
Sorry about the resting bitch face!
Still surprises me how soft and pliable my belly is becoming after being a solid ball belly for so long.
What do you guys think? Which do you prefer my old solid gut or this newer softer version?
Either way, it’s going to keep growing!
No limits, no regrets
It’s too hot today to get dressed. Best just to stay naked, drink shakes and order take out
Fun facts.
I’m off to have a full spine MRI on Sunday. Yeah, I know how to live it up!
Anyway, I kinda struggle with MRI machines, what with me being so svelte and limber. So I had to get some measurements together to that the MRI technician could see if I will fit!
I’ve had major issues not just due to my shoulder width but also the depth of my chest.
Here are the stats for those of you who like numbers…
Chest is 56”/144cm
Chest depth is 15”/38cm
Shoulder width 28”/71cm
Weight is 328lbs/149kgs
The technician reckons I should be ok but only because they have a WIDE BORE MRI! LOL
Now let’s hope I can stay still and my restless legs don’t kick off while I’m being scanned.
Happy Tummy Tuesday everyone.
Now, who wants to help make me massively obese? No limits, no regrets. Just added blubber and folds to f…!
This! Just…. This!
I'm going to make you so fucking fat that even standing will become a challenge for you. Picture it: your belly, swollen and stretched, dragging against your knees, so bloated from food and lard that you'll feel like you're about to burst every damn day. Your tits? They're going to become so heavy, so ripe, that they spill over that fat gut of yours. And your ass, ... it's going to balloon out, become this wobbling mountain of flesh that jiggles with every tiny move you make. That's right, piggy. And those thighs? Fuck. They'll be so thick, they'll rub together, each step you take a symphony of your blubber rubbing against itself. Every part of you will scream of overindulgence. Your face will fill out, your cheeks will become chubby, and those lips? Swollen from all the gorging. People will see you and know instantly what a greedy fucking pig you've become, how you can't control your appetite, how you've been fattened and stuffed like the insatiable pig you are. Your fingers, so thick and chubby, struggling to grip because of the added weight. And let's not forget your cock. It'll be buried beneath layers of fat, almost lost, a constant reminder of your endless gluttony. Eat up, piggy. You know you want to.
Hey there,
You ok down there?
Are you getting food ready to feed me?
I hope so because I want you to make me bigger than your horniest dreams.
No limits, no regrets.
Snack time on the way home for dinner!
Absolute goals!
Someone take me and make me so fucking obese I have to weighed on a farm scale like this beautiful mega obese god.
Such an amazing shape and size.
Just imagine being this huge! I’d be hard as a rock constantly but unable to reach my cock.
I want this. Fuck that, I NEED this.
Come on guys, won’t someone put me through this for a week, please?
I’m begging you, any gay feeders or chasers, guys who love fat guys, encouragers, lads in to fat humiliation - MAKE THIS HAPPEN and I’ll grow as big as YOU want
CW: Forcefeeding, kinda manipulation/corruption
You woke up late one morning to the feeling of my hands on your soft belly. You smiled at the sensation, slowly opening your eyes to greet me.
“Morni-”
As you were trying to speak, you were interrupted by a plastic tube entering your mouth. Swiftly after, you tasted the shake on your tongue. You weren’t expecting to get funneled first thing in the morning, and you were getting uncomfortably full very very quickly. But as you swelled with calories I leaned in to whisper encouragement into your ears. My hand caressed your gut, pressing in on all the right spots to relieve pressure and keep you gorging. Shutting your eyes, you submitted.
You were left groaning with discomfort, but I didn’t seem to care.
“Good job babe! Let’s watch a movie.”
Confused, you reluctantly let me pull you out of bed. I helped you waddle to the couch, where you plopped down with a huff.
You struggled to focus on what we were watching as I played with your belly affectionately, letting out soft coos when my hands relieved you. Then, the alarm on my phone went off. As I got up, you were confused. But you were worried when I returned with a plate of waffles.
“Babe please no, I’m gonna pop!”
I just chuckled and sat back down.
“Mmm, maybe~”
As I cut off a piece you whined softly. You knew pleading was pointless, but you were so fucking full. You just couldn’t.
For the first bite you obediently opened wide, chewing the mouthful slowly. I reached out and put a hand between your legs, gently caressing as a reward for your gluttony. After swallowing, you wheezed out a moan. Immediately, it was silenced by another forkful. I pleasured you further, rubbing your crotch faster as I forced the whole waffle in you bite by bite. You laid back, so full you could hardly breathe. And you watched, helplessly as I set my alarm for an hour. You realized exactly what I would be doing to you.
An hour spent in a stuffed stupor later, the phone alarm went off and I forced more food in you. For the rest of the day it repeated, ruthessly filling you so that your belly never shrunk from its round and turgid state. No, it swelled inch by inch as the day went on.
Finally, I permitted you to succumb to your food coma. The bliss of rest overwhelmed you, your belly finally getting a break…but it didn’t last. You woke next morning to a funnel in your mouth once again. You were still so heavy, but I was already forcing your stomach to stretch further.
For a week I made you my swollen food balloon, never allowing you the comfort of an empty belly. Your gut stretched further and further each day and more calories were pushed inside of you. You begged, afraid you were going to explode, but I just kept going. The only reprieve was when I pleasured you during your meals and when you finally passed out from food coma.
But after that week you woke up before me. You looked to me, so blissfully wrapped around your overfed frame, and gently tapped me awake. You were full still, absolutely bloated. But fuck, you felt so empty. I had made you addicted to being stuffed to the gills. If you weren’t on the verge of popping, what was the point…
“B-babe, can you get the funnel?”