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I feel like a 2 liter would pop this 👀
I’m getting round.
Literally. I’m actually spherical. My sides are starting to expand outward. The front of my belly certainly enters a room before I do, and it looks absolutely swollen when I stuff now. It’s so noticeable too. The rest of me is getting soft and thicker, but it’s not gaining in size at the same pace as my belly. It looks like someone drew a circle on me. And it just makes me want to draw an even larger one. The cutoff is no longer satiety. It’s tolerable pain.
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Very normal to have a crush and imagine her being an evil manipulative feeder who won’t stop fattening me until I can’t see my feet
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This is not a cry for help. This is screaming into a void. I know you’re gone now. And we waste away to nothing. I would still like to see you again tho
I’m off the meds that make me unable to eat so I think I’m the smallest I’ll ever be. The lack of appetite is still there, tho
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This only confirmed what I feared most: I am not a person to you. I am a fetish. Through and through. I cared about you tho
I’m off the meds that make me unable to eat so I think I’m the smallest I’ll ever be. The lack of appetite is still there, tho
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This could kill me. I’m having chest pains. My heart feels weak. I am only 25 tho
I’m off the meds that make me unable to eat so I think I’m the smallest I’ll ever be. The lack of appetite is still there, tho
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By lack of appetite I mean I have not eaten. My body is telling me the situation is bad. This will not kill me, I can’t afford the medical bills tho
I’m off the meds that make me unable to eat so I think I’m the smallest I’ll ever be. The lack of appetite is still there, tho
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I’m off the meds that make me unable to eat so I think I’m the smallest I’ll ever be. The lack of appetite is still there, tho
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bratty househusband who's only bratty because he wants the attitude fucked out of him 💓
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Pls help me get fatter
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Pull me from you’re pussy to ur tits
If I had a collar on I would love for her to tug it and pull me around. Especially between something else
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This but don’t let me cum
in the mood to jerk off a cute boy while he sucks on my breasts... need to hear him cry out when i make him cum for the nth time, shushing and comforting him without ever stopping my torture to his pretty cock..
Awe, my sweet baby... just keep sucking for me, mommy will take care of you <3
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Need a pretty boy to cuddle with
Need a pretty boy to bury his head in my breast and whine and hump my leg
Need a pretty boy whimpering and panting begging to be inside of me
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How come you're not eating?
Come on, how's a gluttonous feedee pig like you meant to grow if you're not constantly shoveling empty calories into your greedy face? Don't you want to be a big, fat, jiggling mass of cellulite and rolls? I thought so! Now go grab yourself a snack, like the good piggy you are :)
I'm not joking.
I mean it, go get something to eat. I don't care what it is - It can be a chocolate bar, it can be a bag of chips, it can even be a piece of fruit. The important part is that you do as you're told, fatty.
If you're not chewing on something tasty yet, then stop reading this post right now and don't continue until you've got something to mindlessly graze on while you finish reading. It'll still be here for you to read once you get back. Just like your desire to watch your figure swell with pound after pound of soft, squishable flab, this post isn't going anywhere. But do you know what is?
Your self-control. Your inhibitions. That voice in your head that tells you to slow down, to stop eating so much, to not bother getting yourself a snack if you're not even hungry. It's being worn down. Every week you spend on Tumblr, fantasizing about growing so much more voluptuous than you already are, reading other feedees talk about your progress and feeders encouraging them to fall even deeper into their sea of desire... It's chipping away at your ability to hold back.
And that's exactly what you want.
You want to be out of control. You want to pile on the pounds and get so fucking fat without even having to try. You want to know it's inevitable, that there's nothing you can do but accept the fact that you're nothing but a pathetic, broken feedee pig now who's only good for fattening up further. You want your mind to be overcome by your carnal desires, groping your thick, gelatinous rolls of adipose while touching yourself at the thought of them growing so much bigger because you can't keep a lid on your appetite any more.
You know that's what you want, deep down. So go on. Bring it one step closer. Get used to doing as you're told. Accept the fact that you should be eating whether you're hungry or not. Embrace those empty calories. Stretch out your stomach so that you naturally want to overeat at every opportunity. Make it impossible to go back, you greedy hog. Feed that voice in your head that tells you to overindulge.
Make it deafening. Make it impossible to ignore. Eventually, you'll forget you're even listening to it. It'll become instinct. And at that point, you'll be too far gone to ever think about turning back from your inevitable obesity, piglet.
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Waiting for the day my blog turns someone tf out.
Like I can just imagine a tiny little thing who’s so fascinated with fat women and wouldn’t mind plumping up, but is hesitant. They secretly follow this blog and like my posts… like really like them.
& one day I write a prompt or story that gets her so aroused that she decides to dabble into her fantasy. Indulging one time won’t hurt.
Maybe intox tickles her fancy, so she takes a gummy/smokes, reads “1,000 mgs” and “follows the script” (up until the MC is interrupted of course), which is really just her stuffing her face and playing with her tummy.
But remember, this is their first time really indulging. So they’re feeling everything. The tightness of their stomach, the soreness in their back, just how far their gut sticks out with all the fool packed in there. This is probably her first time seeing her gut stick out past her tits.
She’s so infatuated with her baby bulge. She’s poking her taut belly and trying her best to keep her grip on the little fat roll she’s pinching, but she doesn’t really have enough to hold onto yet.
She fails to stand up the first time she tries to, and she finally realizes how much she’s eaten. She gets up to go to the bathroom and is stopped in her tracks when she notices herself in the mirror. Her jaw drops, her pussy is pulsing and soaked, and her hands are glued to her stomach now.
She sets her phone up to take a video, so she can go back and use it for later. She’s sure this is a one time thing, so she needs all the footage of this erotic experience as she can get.
She decides to send me an ask with proof of her endeavors while she’s still high, cause she needs someone else to see her in this state, but she only has the courage to do it while inebriated.
She gets back to her room and cums herself sleepy to her videos.
When she wakes up, she’s back to normal. Stomach is flat, head is clear. No more back pain or weight in her gut. And she’s… kinda bummed about it.
She checks my page for almost a week, looking to see if I replied to her picture. Until one night she’s scrolling and there she is, on her own timeline, with me replying to her ask. I say something about how hot her little bloat looks. I didn’t encourage her to do it again, but she felt that familiar throbbing sensation and now she has to do it again.
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By squarewave29
I really love this kind of dynamic.
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