Challenge idea: ten maccies meal over 12 hours. Expensive. Maybe a different sponsor with name and caption for each meal? It’d be £80-90. But it would be 15000+ cals. And an almighty bloated belly play. 🤭
Sept 1st I started my regains officially at 219 lbs. On Sept 3rd I consumed 12000 cals. Watch how my belly becomes unbelievably tight and bloated as I drink the final 3000 calories.
Sept 1st I started my regains officially at 219 lbs. On Sept 3rd I consumed 12000 cals. Watch how my belly becomes unbelievably tight and bloated as I drink the final 3000 calories.
Just a quick preview. The rest is on my onlyfans. Belly play and shoeing off the angles of stuffed gainer. Regaining. Fatter now than when I was actually heavier!
I’m back. I’m regaining. And with your help, I want to do some rapid gaining experiments! Up 14 lbs in 2 weeks. September I want to try 14lbs or more in one week. Who’s in?
Hi. How are you doing today. Sorry for invading your privacy. Your blog looks fascinating and kindly Dm if you’re interested being in a sugar relationship 😊
Long story. Lost 60 lbs due to cost of living budget troubles. Flat got flooded with sewage. Moved to hotel. Insurance pays for accommodation and food. I regain 25 lbs in 2.5 weeks. 230. You’re welcome 😂
Just laying helplessly on a pile of soft blankets and pillows while you fall victim to the hands of your feeder. Who is without a doubt, completely in control of everything you do and eat. Not hungry? Too bad, eat. Starving? Good. Now eat. Imagine being so hopelessly obese that you can’t even roll over without assistance. Just being so stuffed with lard from consuming millions of calories that you are shamefully fat. No more “My 600 lb life” more like “My 1000 lb life”. But theres no turning back. Just your feeder rubbing your vast piles of fat while you suck down pure lard from a machine. Adding more lumpy cellulite to your asscheeks daily. Imagine your life purpose is to grow and grow and grow. Wider and heavier is your new goal. There is no end goal, just to be bigger than the day before. To please your feeder. To let yourself go. Your only chore is to swallow and swallow. Filling up more space with your profound gluttony.
Is that what you desire?
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