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cherrycherish · 17 days ago

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shibari ropes squishing into fat stomachs and thighs. you agree.

#! fat #! bondage

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cherrycherish · 20 days ago

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Would you be willing to share more about your relationship with movement even while gaining? Struggling with an ED kind of ruined my relationship with exercise and I just don't know how to fix it. I know I need to get back to moving more, but I have no idea how to work out without feeling like I have to punish my body for being fat or like I have to exercise in order to earn food.

Ngl you gotta sexualize that shit. That honestly was a huge game changer for me when it came to getting back into movement and going back to the gym. Like even though I have that background as an athlete so I know -what- to do and don't have as many hangups around exercise (because I used to genuinely really enjoy it and do it for fun) just the effort of getting back into moving in a body you aren't as familiar with is definitely a big hurdle!!

So honestly, I kinda had to go with a two pronged approach -- sexualizing the feeling of being "out of shape" while simultaneously focusing on goals that had nothing to do with my body or its ability. So instead of saying "I want to lose weight/I want my body to look like this" or even saying "I wanna walk a mile under twenty minutes" instead I had goals around activities or things I wanna do in the future that felt more attainable. "I want to go on adventures with my partner and not exhaust myself" or "I wanna have an all day stuffing at the fair which means I'll be on my feet all day" or "I want it to be easier to go out dancing." Does that kinda make sense? I found things so much more doable when my motivations had to do with activities that I was looking forward to that brought me joy. Honestly a big push in my most recent fitness journey was majorly motivated by my upcoming trip to Italy with my partner and how much walking I know I would be doing.

And then, honestly the biggest help for me to try to overcome the hurdle of the effort it takes when you're first starting is to take it to a kinky place. Even when things get discouraging. It might not work for everyone, but instead of focusing on how hard or exhausting an activity is, I tried to reframe the thought as a positive thing. I would think "omg it's so hot how out of shape I am" or "god I feel sooo heavy, it takes so much effort to lug all this fat around." For some reason that like re-wired my brain to become less discouraged and turned it into a kinky activity. It's an opportunity to see how your body isn't used to all your new weight! I know that it might be difficult, especially with a past in disordered eating because so much of our conditioning is about ascribing morality with mobility. But think of it like CBT (not that one - cognitive behavioral therapy lol [shout out to my therapist for real]). Instead of focusing on negative thoughts, find a different perspective that reshapes the experience into a positive one.

And, surprisingly, when you're already getting excited about the struggle or the effort, somehow it makes it more fun to push yourself? And then it's that much more exciting when you go to the gym or on a walk the next time and realize how much easier it is now! The difference is almost more noticeable because you didn't shy away from the initial struggle or the amount of strength it took to start!

And of course, the obvious advice is you gotta do what is fun for you! Yes, cardio is good for your heart health, yes weight lifting is good for supporting future gains, yes yoga or Pilates or swimming is lower impact and good for flexibility. But don't choose a particular activity based on that -- do whatever is going to be most fun that you can stick with. And mix things up if you need it! And if you have fat friends or feedee friends who are interested in working on fitness or moving more, trust me there is strength in numbers and it's sooo much more fun to do things with other people. Other people who are not tapped in to diet culture that is lol, that's key.

This is what has worked for me especially recently so I hope that can help somewhat! Also progress isn't linear and it's okay if you're not super consistent! Don't beat yourself up for not going to the gym a certain day but instead celebrate when you do go by getting a little treat or two afterwards!!

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cherrycherish · 24 days ago

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HAPPY PRIDE TO MY QUEER FAT BADDIES!!!1!!!!!! FREDDIE LOVES YOU 💖🌈🍑💕🏳️‍🌈💖

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cherrycherish · 25 days ago

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Opinion on magic preg? A curse that causes the user to be endlessly craving bigger and bigger pregnancies, unable to resist getting filled up with more? Or a curse that transfers babies into the individual, so they have no idea how they're getting so huge? Or maybe someone casts a spell that causes their partner to make too much cum and ends up with dectuplets as a result? I just love when the magic consequences turn the user on instead of teaching them a lesson. -🍒

oh cherry anon i LOVE magical pregnancies. i definitely like it more than like science or alien ones to be honest. whether it be the magic user who accidentally casts something onto themselves or maybe they wander into a magical person/creature who inflicts the pregnancy onto them ughhhh i love it. like whoops, im in a magical forest ive never been in and im hungry let’s try this fruit! and uh oh now im suddenly pregnant with third trimester triplets. or maybe a user trying to use a skill that makes the land more fertile and then accidentally casts it on themselves and they get unimaginably horny and go sleeping with their partner or anyone they can if they’re single only to be end up knocked up with a giant brood growing in their womb. oohhhhh i love it so yeah i understand you cherry anon

#mine #! magic preg #! multiples #! monster preg #i can't believe i didn't see this sooner #! likes

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cherrycherish · 27 days ago

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Feed me by the pound

#! stuffing #! tiddies

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cherrycherish · 27 days ago

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Some cow bikini stuff :)

A knight gets taken prisoner and stripped down naked besides his helmet, before being forced into a skimpy cow-print bikini. It's on the big side, and barely holds onto his body.

He's about to hurl insults at his captors, when he curls forward, clutching at his belly. His stomach growls hungrily, but that isn't what shocks him - no. His belly is swelling, bubbling outwards under his palms. He presses harder against the growing, as though he might stop its progress, but it continues outwards.

His hunger is unbearable, swaying as his eyes dart around for something to eat. He's begins stepping towards the door, when two of the guards step in, lugging in a cart of large barrels. Before he can react one of the guards has pinned him to the bed, tying his arms and legs to the frame posts. With that done, he helps the other lift one of the barrels up, pulling out the cork and shoving the spout into the knight’s mouth.

The knight's mouth his filled with thick, heavy cream. He wants to spit it out, deny his captors the pleasure of force-feeding him, but his hunger gets the better of him and he begins to swallow. It sits warm in his belly, seeming to fill the space, though his hunger refuses to be sated so easily. He can feel his belly swell faster than before, as though having waited for this moment.

When the first barrel empties, it's pulled away from his mouth, one of the guards setting it down as they grab a new barrel. The other guard begins roughly pressing against spots on the knight's growing belly, massaging it with his palms. Before the knight can compose himself to speak, a loud wet belch rips from his throat. "Good cow," the guard says, "make some room, we got plenty more cream for that bottomless belly of yours."

The knight jolts as suddenly the next barrel is being poured into his mouth, almost inhaling it before he manages to start swallowing it down. Now he can feel its not just his belly swelling out, it seems every part of his body was swelling. He could feel his ass widening underneath him, squeezing around the string of the panties. His pecs were filling out as well, slowly filling out the cow-print top. He could now hear the cream beginning to travel down his intestines, how they squelched and gurgled with the thick liquid.

As the barrel was pulled away, he looked down at himself and couldn't help but groan. He had certainly fattened up, the cow-print bikini now barely loose against his body. Pecs plumped and almost perky, the little triangles of cloth tented by his now quite plump nipples. Before he can lift his head up to see past his growing belly another barrel is shoved against his lips.

The knight swallows noisily as he drinks in more of that sweet cream, hunger drawing him onwards. His stomach groans loudly as it continues to swell, the weight enough to make the bed dip underneath him. Ass and thighs thickening as his body takes it all in, pecs softening into tits as they begin to sag off the sides of his body. He can feel the panties begin to finally fit properly against his waist, strings no longer loose against his body.

When the third barrel is finally emptied and pulled away from his lips, one of the guards grips at the knight's large underbelly, fingers sinking into the pooling fat, and begins roughly shaking it. The knight lets out a slew of belched moan as his stomach releases pained glorps and gurgles from the jostling. "Two more barrels left, heifer. Think those bra and panties still gonna fit by the end," the guard says, slapping his hands on the sides of the knight's belly.

Once more the knight has a barrel's spout shoved into his mouth, swallowing down the cream poured in. The bikinis strings begin to dig into his fattening body, bra straining tight into the knight's swelling tits, while the panties bite into the underside of his love handles and sink into his growing fat pad.

He isn't even given a moment to look at himself before the next barrel is pouring down his throat. Strings of both the bra and panties dig hard into his skin, body growing fat and heavy. The beak creaks underneath his growing bulk, beginning to struggle to support all the weight he'd put on. His nipples brush against the cold steel bindings on the barrel and he can't help but moan, they're starting to ache, and the chill makes his cunt throb.

As they put down the last barrel, the knight belches a moan of dismay - he's huge! His belly blocks any view of his body behind it, but he can feel how tight the cow-print panties are, the way the cloth only covers the lower half of his cunt, how strings strain against his fat ass. His aerolas bulge around the little triangles of cloth, thick nipples the only thing they cover now. The skin bulges against the strings, fighting against their restraint.

"And the finishing touch," one of the guards says somewhere behind the knight's belly. The knight gasps as he feels a cock ram into him, quickly setting a rough pace. Every thrust in causes the knight to let out noisy belches, belly gurgling as it continues to work on the heavy cream. Skin slapping noisily, tits bouncing along with the rhythm set.

Finally, the guard's hips still as he cums deep inside the knight. The knight only has a moment to relax before his belly groans, suddenly and rapidly swelling outwards. The knight burps as pressure builds against his guts, womb rapidly expanding as untold litter of babies stretch it out. His navel finally pops out as the growing stops, like a kettle that whistles as it boils. He had thought his belly massive before, now it truly was gigantic, it was all he could see in front of him, the taut skin shifting with life.

His tits sloshed, which was their only warning before the swelled out. The straps of the bra snapping with a twang, letting them sag under their own gravity. Milk poured from his nipples in stream down the sides of his body, so thoroughly filled and tight they were.

Both guards chuckled before they finally untied the knight, watching for a moment as he uselessly palmed at his tits and belly. "Let's get how in position, heifer, else we won't be able to milk ya," one of the guards said, both of them heaving the knight onto his feet.

The knight belched a moan as he was rocked upright, body straining against the new weight. His belly slapped down onto the floor before he was fully upright, a loud burp breaking out along with it. Now he was upright not from his legs, but his own gigantic belly, knees pressing into the expanse of flesh as he stood there. Even in this position he could hardly see, tits pressed up high from his belly.

Pumps sucked onto his nipples, causing him to belch and wobble with surprise. They tugged in a rough, rhythmic pattern as they sucked away the milk his tits were eagerly producing. "God, what a fat cow you are." The knight moaned as a pair of hands grabbed at the folds of fat on his back, while another pressed against his popped navel. "Don't think you'll ever get out, big fattie you've grown into. Hardly waddle, let alone squeeze out that door."

#! stories #! stuffing #! hucow #! immobility #! dub con #! lactation #! tiddies #! burps #! preg #! hyperpreg

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cherrycherish · 27 days ago

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enough only calling thin waists grabbable. put your hands on love handles as god intended

#call them love handles cause I love the handles #call them love handles cause I handles them with love

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cherrycherish · 1 month ago

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Good times make soft men? Good. Soft men make me hard.

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cherrycherish · 1 month ago