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Feederism Buffet

Unlimited food

Waiters are feeders

Customers are feedees

Waiters give encouragement to customers and teasing to those who want it

Customers who eat past a certain limit get coupons for free future visits

Feel free to add ideas. I’ll need a bit more for my Shark Tank pitch

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Goals

2017-2018

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Closer to 200...

197.2 this morning! Encouragement welcome!

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*flirts with you by getting fat*

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195.2

Sooooo close... and only 2.5 days left in the month...

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And research the hell out of different payment platforms' TOS, and pretty much every TOS on any platform you think you might want to use - including your own bank. People have been getting their shit shut down and losing all their money because of SESTA, FOSTA, etc.

do you have any advice for someone that wants to be a sex worker, but doesn’t know where to begin?

Do some research!! Nobody is gonna hold your hand through your development as a sex worker unless you pay them to (and most people going into SW are trying to earn money, not spend it).

I recommend figuring out what content you want to make, and if you’re not sure then experimenting with different services and types of content until you find your niche.

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Also apparently I've gained 6lbs in the past four weeks. I know I can do better than that! Wonder if I can gain 6 more in six days? (Doubtful, but hey, I can have fun trying 😜)

How close to 200 can I get by the end of May?

I weighed in at 194.6 this morning, which means I have just over 5lbs to go!

If anyone wants to send me encouragement, they can feel free to do so. 🐷

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How close to 200 can I get by the end of May?

I weighed in at 194.6 this morning, which means I have just over 5lbs to go!

If anyone wants to send me encouragement, they can feel free to do so. 🐷

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I saw on reddit you were going to do a multiple drive thur stuffing. If you did it do you have any advice for someone looking to do it?

I’ve done it before!! I was commenting on the post of somebody ELSE who was planning one with some advice.

best to start with a combo meal and a medium drink from every stop until you can’t anymore! better to go at a set pace than overload yourself too fast with too much liquid or food from one place - I think it’s more hot to finish complete meals from 3-4 places than order impressive amounts from like 1 or 2 stops and then give up… but both are fine imo it’s personal preference I guess~

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Only when I'm stuffed... for now

Reblog if you got so fat you have to adjust your fat to get comfy.

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That was a lot of Taco Bell

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Especially if you've been sitting and then you stand up and feel it all shift downward because gravity.

When you can feel your belly stretch when you breathe after eating a ton 👌🏻

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Why thank you! 😁

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I hit 190 the other day!

Finally. Next goal, 200. Wonder how quick I can gain those 10lbs?

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All good pointers!

Real facts about weighing 500 pounds

If you’re curious about what it’s like to tip the scales over 400 and 500 pounds, you’re not alone. If you’re on the fence about gaining or wondering but have never been brave enough to ask, here are some points to ponder.

1. People won’t care as much as you think.

The #1 worry-question I get asked all the time is wrapped up in fear. There seems to be a lot more worth wrapped up in people’s value judgements than we are prepared to accept. I can’t tell you everyone will be nice about being obese, but I can tell you that most people won’t care at all.

2. You will be fat all the time

Being supersized, or having a partner who is, isn’t a weekend fetish thing. Airline economy seats are out. Ladders, bending into tight spaces for repairs, or long mountain climbs aren’t going to happen. When you must hoist 500 pounds every time you get out of a chair, it’s going to have some restrictions.

Some people are OK with this, and some not. It’s no different than any other choice people make for themselves-for example, lets say: some people have cats, some people have kids, some people gain weight. There are elements that are annoying with each of these choices. You have to make life changes around them and spend money but you get to choose what’s right for you. (I know they’re not mutually exclusive. It’s just an example. Try to not overthink it.)

3. You could be really happy

Nobody tells you this, but being attractive is not dependent on the size of your waistline or size of your bank account. There are going to be over 8 billion of us in the near future. You really owe it to yourself to find someone who supports you and you’re attracted to and v.versa. It’s not about being picky, it’s about having standards.

4. Read the stoics

Because you should. They are the best.

5. Maths, contrasts and cooking

If you don’t learn to cook, if you don’t stay on top of physicals, you are probably going to be surprised by a health crisis no matter what you weigh. Some people do run into heart trouble and diabetes at 400 and 500 pounds. It’s mathematically more probable. But some don’t. My partner is over 40 years old and over 500 pounds and all he has is sleep apnea. (That’s an anecdote, not data, for those of you who understand how science works.) Your milage may vary.

Learn to cook and be mature about yourself at any size. That’s just good advice and will keep you better prepared for making decisions whatever comes your way.

6. Being over 500 pounds isn’t cheap. Talk to a good financial planner.

For all the worry and medical questions I get, I’m going to add the one nobody is asking: How do I afford to be over 500 pounds?

I travel quite a bit but I haven’t encountered a single place yet on this planet where the cost of living is going down. Talk to someone who can help you plan financially for the future you want. You might be surprised by how even a tiny monthly contribution can compound (fancy word for ‘build’) over a lifetime.

7. Being authentic can be a chore

There are some things you can hide about yourself but tipping the scales over 400 and 500 pounds isn’t one of them. There are no two size 5XL/16XL that are the same measurements so clothes can be a challenge. There is no way to stop people passing judgements when you don’t fit in a tight spot. It’s not right for people to feel free to make shameful judgements about a person’s body but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.

Remember that you don’t need other people to approve of your eating habits or body size. You don’t owe people an explanation, and when you do choose to explain, try to do so with care. Understanding isn’t an equally distributed resource.

8. Squishy bodies are for loving

Packing on pounds doesn’t happen overnight. Some bodies genetically run larger than others. (Genetics have ruined more diets than the pizza delivery guy.) Having a generous layer of fat is a feature many people find very loveable and sexy.

Socially, most people who agree feel the need to keep their feelings quite introverted. I think with a little care, we can remove a lot of the freak stigmatization around ‘chubby chasers,’ explain that fat partners are wonderful partners, not ‘Meh, the best they could do,’ and fat relationships are just as sexy as any other.

9. Restrictions vs. immobile

There are a lot of factors that go into mobility issues. Most people don’t like being quite that vulnerable. But there’s a place for everybody on the spectrum. When my partner was recovering from a knee injury at 400 pounds, he was far less mobile than he is now over 500 pounds. My friend in her 30s at 130 pounds with RA is less mobile than my partner.

Know that weight is in no way the single factor on mobility. Despite what reality TV shows would have you believe. Facts vs. fantasy.

Yes, at 500 pounds you will get winded with simple tasks. Yes, you will eat out of your clothes and into larger sizes. Yes, your fat will grow in places you expect and places you don’t. But most people don’t eat themselves into immobility.

10. Should you get fat?

Only you can know the correct answer to this question. What does success look like for you? How much are you prepared to do to achieve your goals? (It’s easy to find a cheeseburger in America. It takes more effort to talk with your partner about how good your fat rolls make you feel.)

Think and be honest with yourself. If you choose to gain weight, do it for the right reasons.

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I'm gonna be late for my appointment

I have a huge fantasy of creating a conditioned sexual response in a feedee to food and stuffing where none previously existed. In this fantasy I’d be manipulating the subconcious through encouraging sleep-eating (like sleep-walking) or hypnosis. The feedee couldn’t help but become aroused when eating because I’ve sexually teased them while feeding them in this state of altered conciousness. Ultimately this would lead to the feedee’s constant binging because it would just feel way too good to keep gorging themselves. (With consent of course.)

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The Voyer Feedress

I love watching him stuff himself, especially when he thinks no one is there to witness his extreme gluttony. No one else would ever suspect that he’s totally obsessed with binging, and his behavior would be shocking to anyone that might think they know him. But no one really understands the depth of his urge to consume such massive quantities of food and drink just to see how full and bloated he can force himself to become. But I know his secret — I’ve been keeping my eye on him for some time now, and I think he knows just how turned on I get watching him do this to himself.

Seeing him hurredly cramming and pushing in huge bites into his mouth and guzzling sweetened fizzy drinks to increase the size of his bloated belly is the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. I’m so completely turned on by him I can hardly contain myself, but I still watch from a distance, aroused by what he can do to himself of his own accord. It’s like he can’t get the food into himself fast enough, almost as if he’s afraid someone will discover him and make him stop. Of course, I could never do that, I love watching him gorge himself too much.

I especially love seeing him eat more than anyone could think was possible, it’s not like he’s all that big to begin with (yet) — he just has a really, really big appetite. But it seems like he’ll never be full enough, he keeps eating and drinking such huge quantities seemingly without any conscious effort, it’s absolutely one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. And the best part? It’s obvious how much he really enjoys it too, way more than he should.

I can’t help but notice how hard he gets as he continues to eat more and more, and it causes an ache deep inside of me, a yearning to feed him myself as I’m sitting on his lap straddling him. I desperately want to feel his hardness increasing as I proceed to feed him even more food, filling his massively distended gut that’s slowly taking up all of the remaining room on his lap. But in my imaginings I don’t mind being pushed out of his lap by his gut, in fact it turns me in even more.

The thought of his manhood inside of me as my clit is pressed against the expanse of his stomach is so arousing that I am completely wet. I’m daydreaming, and I want him inside of me more than I’ve ever wanted anything before. I want him to keep eating, gorging himself as I’m on top of him, letting him enter me. I want the pressure of his binging to fill his stomach to match the explosive pressure of his impending orgasm, where the two become inseparable in his mind, the pleasure/pain of fullness and delayed sexual release. But still I wait, watching him from a distance, just so I can see what he’ll keep doing to himself unaided.

It takes a while, but he finally starts to feel the pressure build as his stomach becomes tighter and heavier from the rigorous demands he’s placing on his now hugely bloated belly. He’s now keenly aware of the impending huge satisfaction when he senses that he’s reaching his limit. It’s possible that he may not be able to continue to keep eating for much longer, but he keeps up the pace of his voracious binging anyway.

This is the best part — when it becomes almost impossible to continue eating because he’s getting way too full. But now this stage is elusive because the more he’s been stuffing himself the more difficult it is to truly feel this level of overindulgence. He can’t help himself now, he keeps pushing past his so-called limits, to experience this amazing feeling of a new “never before realized” limit.

It becomes so difficult to lift the food to his mouth, to chew, and to swallow, but he continues on regardless of these difficulties, pushing past the point of pain because it tastes so good and the pressure is a masochistic pleasure from the pain of his massively distended abdomen. It feels good to have his hands on his belly, rubbing the huge roundness of his stomach which was once so fit and defined, but is now so full that his body is barely recognizable. He looks like he actually might split right open if someone were to give his belly the slightest touch.

He’s noticeably slowing down, and I can’t help myself any longer. He’s almost in a stupor from all he’s eaten, so it’s easy for me to approach him now, and to basically just “take over”. But I don’t want to simply take over here where we’re at in public. He’s in such a self-inflicted helpless condition that it’s easy to take him home with me, luring him with the promise of several varieties of homemade desserts. I mean, who can resist my famous cheesecake? Or my sexy lingerie collection. ;)

At my place he begins to eat again in earnest, his sexual appetite increasing his desire to eat as I undress for him, revealing my seductively curvaceous figure. And when he can no longer eat for himself, I can’t help but to bring the food to his lips for him, pushing just a little more into his mouth, encouraging him to take just one more bite, just for me. I can definitely tell how increasingly turned on he is by just this simple act of insistent feeding.

Out of breath and groaning from the exertion, he now cannot move from the immense pressure built up in his stomach, and he realizes he’s lost all track of time and has been gorging for hours. Every possible space in his massively distended abdomen has been filled with the heaviness of all of that consumed food — he must have eaten pounds and pounds of it! He is more bloated than he’s ever been before, and the shape of his belly is completely arousing. Almost as arousing as his state of utter helplessness, binging himself into a full blown food coma, and pinned down by the weight of his bloated belly.

I am amazed — it is truly breathtaking to have seen him do this to himself, to have watched him gorge himself to a state of helplessness, and then to have encouraged him to keep pushing himself just a little bit more. My reward is seeing the damage I’ve helped to inflict after his self-destructive efforts to eat more than he has ever eaten before.

His full hard stomach is the sexiest thing I have ever seen, and I can’t keep my hands off of him now. I love feeling his belly, softly carressing his roundness and feeling how heavy and huge it has grown in such a short amount of time. His pants were already unbuttoned and unzipped, but I can’t help myself any longer, I’ve been so turned on by at first watching him, then feeding him, and now feeling his round tight belly with my hands. I pull his pants down just a bit further, releasing the engorged state of his manhood from the constraints of his clothing.

I move myself over him, straddling him as I had imagined, and lower myself onto his erection. I let him enter me as I rub my clit simultaneously on his huge stomach. I rhythmically ride his cock, bringing us both to an explosive orgasm as we satisfy our deviant sexual desires. No ordinary orgasm could possibly rival the intensity of our shared feedist sexual release together.

I collapse on top of him, making him groan again from the added pressure I’ve put on his abdomen, but he doesn’t mind. He knows I’m completely fulfilled and satisfied, and I smile to myself, thinking what a perfect way to have introduced myself to my new feedee.