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Cheeseburgersinparadise's Summer Eating Challenge: Eat a whole watermelon in 4 hours

Well, I almost managed it. I ate 7/8 of a 14.66lb watermelon. I weighed the rinds after to see how much actual fruit I was cramming inside my belly, and.... I consumed just shy of 8lbs in under four hours 🫣

And I think it looks like that's exactly what I did lol. Look how far my gut juts out even when I'm laying down 🥵

Vid below the pictures!

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And the final part 🤭🤭🤭❤️ I felt huge and I'm craving more and more. Anyone who wants to tease me about how far and gassy is welcome hehe. I can't wait to do a stuffing video fully ❤️🤭🥵

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moments that are just another level of gluttony:

🥗 preparing yourself dinner while your belly is in the way, still bloated and gurgling from lunch

🧁 eyeing dessert even though your stomach is so tight it feels like a drum, convincing yourself there’s always room for something sweet

🤰🏼 unbuttoning your jeans for relief, but still reaching for another bite because "it’s too good to stop now"

🍽 snacking nonstop while cooking, so by the time dinner is ready, you’re already stuffed—but still finishing a full plate anyway, absentmindedly rubbing your stretched belly

🏠 eating at home before meeting friends, then acting starved as you order—hoping no one notices how ballooned your belly ends up by the end

💫 feeling your stomach actively churning and gurgling, stretched to its absolute limit, yet still considering just one more bite because "it’s already this full, what difference will it make?"

🧋 feeling really thirsty but unable to sip even a bit of water because you'll just burst right away

🍒 finishing a portion meant for two, then leaning back as your belly, now doubled in size, presses firmly against the table

🫧 swallowing air on top of an already full stomach, feeling it pushing further outwards

📍 wearing slimming underwear that's hugging your stuffed middle tightly, making you feel like you're on the line between hurt and comfort

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A force feeding video, tied up, stuffed and bloated until i burst 🎈🪡🍩🍩

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The Stages of Fullness

I enjoy mindless eating / accidental stuffing as much as the next guy, but paying attention to the sensations in your belly as a meal progresses is part of the allure for me. You start out hungry, and feel needy. Hollow. Sitting down your midsection is soft and pliable (cute), but firms up as you eat, the weight settling nicely where it belongs and you get that satisying "hit the spot" feeling.

It's not hard to keep going from here, especially if you're eating something particularly tasty or are wrapped up in conversation with good company - but like your waistline, the sensation of fullness starts to grow. "I'm starting to slow down" is a phrase I often hear my friend admit when we visit a restaurant and order too much (accidentally I swear! For him amyway). Eating starts to feel like walking uphill, and the bites come slower, take longer to chew.

Then you're full. Your hormones and nerves tell you that you can stop, as your stomach can still comfortably handle what you've given it, but it pokes out over your jeans a little more proudly than before. It might lure a hand or two to the bolder curve of your figure, the area above the belly button has a lot less give now. And it feels good - until those rogue thoughs come-a-calling: "I could probably fit more."

It's a choice from here. Deliberate. Decadent. The pace slows like you're on a steep hike, every mouthful is another step past a finish line that no longer holds relevance. This is the time of loosening belts, leaning back to get comfy, occasional deep breaths in the form of a sigh as your lungs fight for the space you've denied them. That's when you start to near your limit.

The ache is subtle at first, teasing its arrival every time you try to breathe in. Your belly is so swollen by now, and even your sides feel tight as your body tries to spread the pressure out anywhere that isn't caged by your ribs. Then you hit the climb. No matter how you shift position, there's just no more room inside you to give, and it hurts. But you like it. Every mouthful of food or drink feels feels like you have to stretch to accommodate it. Your midsection doesn't jiggle like it used to, it's much firmer to the touch - if you're on the thin side you might be hard as a rock, if you're on the softer side you could press a hand to your midsection and feel a taut ball of food hiding beneath your belly fat. Even your navel changes shape slightly, with your skin spread out over your poor stomach. It's mind over matter from here until finally, you just can't make yourself eat another bite.

But if you're lucky, there's someone else who can.

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the mic isnt even on my tummy..

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please someone give me a cute boy who is skinny now but just wants to get huge and plush and soft so i can fatten them up

i want a cute boyfriend who i can tease and cook tons of food for and always order them takeout when they want it and get extras of their favorite sweets and make sure they’re stuffed at every single moment they wish to be stuffed

like this has just been on my mind so often the past few days i want an adorable boy to admit to me all blushy that they wanna be all big and soft, and i will jump right into feeding them until they ask me to stop

i wanna watch as their belly pokes out, and gently rub it as they take in deep, labored breaths, and i can give them gentle little kisses all over and let them sleep off their food coma, only to wake them up with dozens of possibilities for more food throughout the day

i wanna watch them get bigger and bigger, measuring their weight every day just to see their progress, and watch how turned on we both get when they gain several pounds in a single day after a particularly fattening day of stuffing

i want to see what parts of their body gets bigger. will they have a big belly? big ass? large thighs? big tits? pillowy arms? how quickly will they develop a double chin? no matter what, i will kiss it and touch it and watch as it grows more every day

i want to play around with clothes, and see them try to get on an old pair of jeans or an old shirt, only for it to rip or be unable to even get halfway on correctly. i want to have them wear a button up shirt one night and stuff them till they lose a button or two, and then let me play with their big round tummy

i want to feel how plush they get, and knead their doughy belly and thighs and play with their nipples and belly button and love handles and kiss the sensitive skin of their inner thighs. i want to grind against their belly as we make out, as my hands feel up as much of them as i can reach. i want to feel them on top of me, and feel their weight press down on me as they kiss up and down my body to return the favor of all the kisses i lay on them

i want to cook them extravagant meals at home, and buy them fancy new clothes to take them out to a fancy restaurant where they can eat as much as they like while i quietly urge them on with compliments and praise, until the button on their waistcoat snaps and we take the rest of our dessert to go

i want to feed them until they get as big as they so desire, and compare our sizes every day, and watch as they waddle and huff around the house, bumping into me and into the furniture every now and then. i want to help them up after they break a few legs on a chair, and buy them new, sturdier chairs that they can continue to stuff themselves on, and make them feel as comfortable as possible so they can gain as much weight as they want

ugh i just want a cute boyfriend i can watch and help get fatter and fatter and feed them as much as they like and just admire and love them constantly

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‘He ate a ton at dinner and was noticeably rounder leaving the restaraunt. I was squirming in the car watching his big belly bounce with every bump we hit. He stifled a few burps to my disappointment. I wanted to let him know he can be comfortable with me. So when we got home I assured him to let that belly hang and get comfortable. He responded by taking off his shirt, unleashing a gut that I was determined to get my hands on’

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“you’re so mean” sub vs “you fucking love it” dom

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things that drive me crazy: 

when someone pats their belly while they’re eating

belching in the middle of a sentence. especially while talking about how much they’ve eaten

hiccups, especially when they visibly shake the belly and tits

being visibly stuffed; eating so much that clothing strains; undoing a button and the belly forces the zipper down

belly pressed up against table

gleeful overeating. the enjoyment of it. watching someone else’s pleasure

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i like the little muffled burps people try and hide after they’ve eaten too much. the kind that tells you they’ve overindulged way too fucking much and now their stomach is punishing them for being so greedy. i like it when they shift around uncomfortably, tugging it makes me so feral knowing that they’ve made a fucking gluttonous pig of themselves, that they were so greedy their body was literally telling them to stop but it tasted so good that they couldn’t help it. there’s just something about teasing an overstuffed person. they’re too full and sleepy to properly protest so they just flush and stammer about how hungry they were. it’s fucking awesome.

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I love being a slut so much. I love being naked and having my legs spread and playing with my nipples. My pussy is constantly wet like a a good little fucktoy. I’m always ready for cock, constantly thinking about getting my wet holes filled by cock. I spend my day rubbing and edging my little wet pussy like a perfect cockslut.

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I endlessly adore how a feedee’s belly looks when you feed them so much that their stomach is literally straining against their skin. Protruding straight outwards, absolutely rock hard and sensitive to the touch. Your feedee not being able to do anything but whine miserably nonstop, not able to get a good full breath in because of how much their overfilled stomach is pushing their diaphragm into their lungs, so stuffed that they can’t even get any relieving burps out. Standing up isn’t even in the question.

There’s no way they could do anything. Just writhe and whine and wince in pain as you marvel at them, a strong sense of pride and arousal bubbling inside you as you realize you did this to them. There’s no way they would’ve gotten this debilitatingly stuffed on their own. They’re reduced to this pitiful state all because you pushed and overfed them well past their limit. And now you get to take such good care of the mess you’ve made them into…

There can’t be a more exhilarating feeling than that 😮‍💨

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"Ugh, my shirt keeps riding up no matter how far down I tug it, look."

"I'm looking, babe. It's cute. Adds to the whole picture."

"The whole 'beached whale pinned to the bed' thing, you mean? Oof. I'm too full to sit up."

"Lucky you've got me here, then. To rub your belly."

"And get me another beer? I can't reach."

"Okay, okay. As much as I like to watch you struggle..."

"Thanks. Uurp. You really do, don't you? You're blushing."

"Am not."

"You definitely are."

"Shut up. Keep drinking."

"Whatever you say. Mmm. Not a lot of—hic!—room left."

"Nope. Hardly jiggles."

"Oof, go easy, I'm—ugh..."

"Almost done, come on. I'll be gentle."

"I can feel my gut getting bigger. Unnf. Oh god..."

"Poor thing. Look what you've done to yourself."

"I'm so full. I feel huge."

"You're going to have to retire this shirt. It's indecent."

"I don't know if I can finish this."

"Just this little bit? Finish. I'll take care of you, I promise."

"Ugh, I'm starting to feel...helpless. And useless. Just so heavy..."

"Mmm. I don't know why that turns me on so much."

"Ha, you just like having me at your mercy, when I'm weighed down like this and can't move."

"...Do you mind?"

"Do I mind that it turns you on? No, honey, I don't mind."

"I just mean...the fact that I like it when you're helpless. That I like seeing you struggle. I push you pretty hard sometimes."

"It's worth it."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Don't stop, I need your hands."

"Here?"

"Ah ahhhh, yes. Mmmf yes—uuuurp. Feels so good, being this full."

"Maybe you should have more, then."

"I don't know if I can."

"Do you want to?"

"Oh, fuck. Yes. Please stuff me more."

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I want to get you so drunk that I can take all your clothes off in front of my friends. They can watch as I undress and tell you it's okay, that I'm gonna take care of you. All the while my perverted friends are watching me as I stretch you open on my fingers for them. One by one they all get to fuck you. Each one taking as long as they want with your cunt. Filling you up with insane amounts of cum because that's what you need, and I know what's best for you. But don't worry baby I'll record it for you cuz I know you won't remember any of this tomorrow anyway. <3.

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Free thinking on feedism

 “So gluttony turns you on huh?”

You have no idea. So let me give you a taste.

I can think of few things hotter than someone who can’t stop eating - who won’t stop eating - until they can’t move. Someone whose breathing quickens at the sight of food. Someone who just can’t help themselves.

Someone whose body bears the marks of their indulgence - belly softened and distended by countless huge and heavy meals, hips and thighs padded with the richness of millions of calories. A face rounded by bingeing, chins multiplied by lack of self control.

Stretchmarks make me weak in the knees because they show me that person will gorge themselves until they’re literally splitting at the seams.

Give me an eater so eager their world shrinks to the size of a laden table, who doesn’t see beyond the edge of their next plate. I want someone I can feed into a stupor, until they think only about the feel of one mouthful hitting their stomach as the next hits their tongue.

If you really want to impress me, get on all fours and eat until that belly touches the ground.

What is eaten doesn’t matter as long as it’s eaten enthusiastically and to excess. Restaurant plates piled high or bag upon bag of greasy fast food. Sweet, fattening treats or healthy, homecooked meals made for four. Eat it all for me and top it off with a gallon of melted ice cream gulped straight from the tub.

Eat until you’re panting from the pressure of your overstuffed stomach against your lungs. Until your belly bloats out into your lap, your skin stretched taut and shiny over all that you’ve stuffed into yourself.

Eat slowly, neatly, savoring every bite and letting not a single crumb or calorie go to waste. Take the time to revel in the knowledge that your gorging will only make it easier to eat more down the road. 

Or cram handfuls into your face like you can’t fill that growing belly fast enough. Stick your face right in your plate like a pig at a trough, groaning in gluttonous ecstasy.

Let yourself moan in pleasurable discomfort even as you continue to eat as though you’ll never stop.

Loosen your belt, two notches then three, until the tongue slips through the buckle. Undo the button of you pants and let the weight of your heavy gut push the zipper down.

My ideal relationship is one in which there are never any leftovers.

Show me the glutton that you are and I will tease you for your lack of self control and remind you that your unchecked greed is exactly why you got this fat. I can see exactly how much of a pig you’re making of yourself in every roll of fat hanging from your frame.

Show me the size of your appetite and I will worship the bulging belly you’ve built with it and sweetly coax you to keep going.

Eat like every meal is your last, as if the food will disappear if you don’t stuff yourself fast enough. Eat like a bear fattening up for winter. Eat up. Eat more. Eat it all.

Eat for me.

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Okay but a belly that is constantly being fed and grown is naturally going to be in need of CONSTANT attention too, right?

Like you really thought I was gonna let you enjoy a movie and let you shovel down an entire pizza without my hands splayed across the soft orb of fun, jiggly fat growing on you? You honestly thought you could hug me when I got home and I'd resist a chance to grope your side rolls and love handles?

I wanna keep you perpetually full so that any time my hands are free, you're gonna be begging me to rub soft circles around your gut, applying gentle pressure to help you digest everything I've been filling it with. I wanna hear a moan at the end of each burp that my hands coax out of the lovely gurgling gut you and I are growing together 💚

It's the least I can do and I'm so happy to do it.