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The Aftermath of my sponsored all day stuffing 🥵 i was so fucking massive i was sweating just trying to film. genuinely have never packed that much into my gut before jesus fuck

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I got an idea for a mutually beneficial relationship.

You're my stay at home feedee, whose only job is to eat and gain weight. No other obligations. Your existence is only gluttony, lust and hedonism. While I'm working, you're stuffing your face for me, so that I have a fat, warm body to play with in the evenings. In return, you're given all the food you can eat, hands to rub your belly and feed you in the evenings, an ever-growing wardrobe, a bed to sleep in and an environment to compensate your obese body. You could go all out, because who would judge you for gaining weight? You're not working, so there's no embarrassment fueled by coworkers witnessing your ever-expanding belly popping dress shirts. There's no embarrassment about what or how much you eat, because I'm doing the grocery shopping. You'd be in your own little bubble, praised for growing fat, constantly adored for habits that other people would find disgusting. There would be no shame, only praise and pampering. And when you're too big to do things on your own, that's no issue. I'm already taking care of you, and you're still fulfilling your duties; You're becoming softer, becoming cuddlier, getting fatter for me. Would there ever be an end? A stopping point? I don't think you'd even want that for yourself, to go back to the life you had before.

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two friends having a sleepover, one of whom, decides it might be fun if the other put on a couple pounds. Just in good natured intent though, honest.

So during the night, she grabs all the cans and bottle of soda that she can find, getting around a quarter of their contents to fit in a large punch bowl she had laying around. She dips one end of a funnel hose into the bowl and slips the other into her friends mouth, taping her lips to the tube to prevent it from slipping out. She begins pouring the soda into the funnel, watching her friend choke for a moment before instinctively swallowing, breathing through her nose as her throat bobbed. In all honesty, she's surprised her friend hasn't woken up yet, but she won't complain. By the end of the first bowl, she gently pried her friend's shirt up to inspect her handiwork, and she's met with the sight of her friends bloated belly, rounded as though she's gorged herself on a hearty meal. She smiles and gently rubs the curve of it, admiring the slosh and give that the soda provides, alongside the gurgles of the carbonation trapped inside.

She prepared the second bowl, pouring slower this time considering how tight her friends belly already seems. She hears her friend grunt, the occasional whimper leaving her lips as she continues chugging. What brings a smile to her lips is when she sees her friend's shirt begin to lift up, clinging more tightly to her friends chest as her belly domes, swaying gently with each chug. When she finished the second bowl, she crouched at her friends legs, noticing how her belly now blocked her friends face. The skin is obviously straining, a bright pink gracing it's surface as she reaches forward and begins rubbing it again. The churning of soda in her friends guts is a nice choir as she watches the show of her friends stomach.

She's onto the third bowl, watching her friend begin to struggle. Sweats on her brow, stretch marks on her stomach as the soda fights for space inside an already cramped stomach that must be nearing its full capacity. She hears more whined and grunts, before the bowl is finally empty and her friend is left laying on the bed looking nearly double 9 months pregnant with a quivering and sloshing stomach.

What else are friends for, right?

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morning belly update, day six of having a sick, upset belly. this is my record for not being able to go to the bathroom, and my tummy seriously aches. everything i’ve eaten for six whole days is just sitting in my guts like someone pumped me full of concrete.

i took some laxatives yesterday, but it didn’t help. there’s almost an entire pizza in here, along with several bags of candy, a ton of salads, half a pan of enchiladas, two ice creams, and various other meals and snacks. usually when i’m stopped up, i only eat once a day, so this is definitely the fullest i’ve ever been in my life.

it’s so heavy. i can’t stress that enough. my tummy is so absurdly full that i can’t get any air out of my intestines. every bubble and gurgle my belly churns up is just twisting through my guts, bloating me up bigger and bigger. it’s so round and swollen, it feels like my tummy is gonna explode. i just wish i could lay my head in someone’s lap while they rub their hands all over my aching belly. i need little circles massaged into it’s taught surface, feeling all those rumbles and groans.

this tummy ache really just won’t go away, huh?

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Tgirl puppygirls who have never gotten good tummy rubs in their silly little lives are SO. GODDAMN. CUTE.

You can always tell cuz as soon as your hands sink a little into their flesh as you rub beneath their ribs, over to the other side, down, rubbing just above the hem of their panties, and back up ... their eyes roll into the back of their head. The NOISES. God. They make such cute little moans and whines as you work on relaxing the muscles just under the skin and then really help the organs underneath really start to work ...

Fuckkk, nothing like taking a puppygirl's tummy rub virginity away 😌🤤👉👈

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the sound of 2L of diet coke sloshing around inside of my rotund belly.. 😵‍💫❤️