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Damn the news is crazy

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I was at the coffeeshop in the village and someone asked me how my llamas are doing, and a woman overheard and told me that when she was a kid, her parents used to have a couple of llamas in their sheep farm, and every single sheep in their flock imprinted on one of the two llamas. Each sheep chose the best most charismatic llama according to mysterious sheep criteria, and never wavered in their ovine loyalty. Each of the two llamas was worshiped by a small sub-flock of devoted sheep who followed him everywhere like Jesus’s apostles and only left their field for transhumance when led by “their” llama. The funniest thing is the way this woman overheard the word “llama” and immediately came to sit next to me to tell me this, like she had waited since childhood to share her bewilderment about the two religious congregations of sheep led by rival llama prophets in her family farm.

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What're some of your favourite things about stuckage?

Getting so fat that you can't fit into things you used to. I think that it ties into weight gain denial really well.

Being so fat that you reach a new threshold of society is pretty hot. Chairs, rated for "normal" sizes can only bend so far/withstand so much and that fact that you push past those warnings? Very hot.

Chairs are one thing but entire doorways? Hot damn! Entire car seats/cars themselves? *swoons*

Not to mention fabric stuckage - barely squeezing into too small of clothes, knowing you're playing a dangerous game but then getting stuck midway through? Yessss

There's plenty to like, I think ����

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Anthony Bourdain (sexiest thing you can do on a date)...

“...you learn a lot about someone when you share a meal together. If your date makes the experience uptight and restrictive, well, the sex is going to be horrible too. ...I don't have much patience for people who are self-conscious about the act of eating, and it irritates me when someone denies themselves the pleasure of a bloody hunk of steak or a pungent French cheese because of some outdated nonsense about what's appropriate or attractive. Stop worrying about how your breath's going to smell, whether there's beurre blanc on your face, or whether ordering the braised pork belly will make you look fat. Eating with abandon couldn't be more of a turn-on: it shows that you're comfortable with yourself.

A perfect date is with a person who eats without fear, prejudice, or concerns about his or her appearance. I remember one of my first dates with my wife (Ottavia): She ordered a six-pound lobster. I sat there, enraptured, watching her suck every bit of meat from it—she got a standing ovation from the floor staff. She's the kind of woman who will order filet mignon as an appetizer followed by a T-bone steak. Her fearless, open-minded approach to food is completely alluring. For a dinner date, I eat light all day to save room, then I go all in: I choose this meal and this order, and I choose you, the person across from me, to share it with. There's a beautiful intimacy in a meal like that. It's about exploration and taste. And kissing after dinner. And maybe there's a little wine and curry on your breath... and that's nice.”

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I know that every five minutes someone makes a post in praise of their favourite niche chub area (usually that someone is me), BUT how cute is it when someone fills out just enough for the slight intimation of back rolls to start showing up?

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Imo, the feeders who are least likely to end up feedees or gainers themselves are the ones who feel entirely indifferent about weight gain.

It can't draw you in if you don't care.

But some feeders feel a little tug.

Some feeders insist they only imagine indulging others and feel their insides twist when they say it.

That tight, nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach every time you think about how you don't need to join the indulgence is a slippery slope.

Any shame or worry of tension will pave the path.

After that, all it takes is one good experience and joining the feedees becomes inevitable.

It could be popping a button, or it could be something simple, like getting full and melting into the warmth and comfort of it.

Now that you know how good it feels you can't go back.

You can only repress or embrace it.

And it feels so good to grow, doesn't it?

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Look at how soft and doughy I am! I really want to know how it feels to have someone else slap and knead and jiggle my belly 🥺

Also I know it's probably annoying reading this on almost every other post, but I really don't know what to revors for you all. I feel bad just posting stock standard belly play so I really wanna hear what you want to see! Please let me know in asks or dms or whatever what kind of content I should post and I'll try to do it

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When your feeder says, order as much as you want 🤤 (I am getting so much bigger this week)

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am i wearing underwear in this? it is simply a mystery

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Oof, size 20 jeans and my XL button down are getting awfully tight. I couldn't quite pull off a button pop but I'll imagine it won't be long now

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Man, sometimes I see someone irl in a non-kink context who has gained weight and I think "that's hot. they're hot" for a minute and then the next thing I do is simply not put pictures of them onto an online kink space

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Cancelled Socialite now lives as a recluse and has gained almost twice her weight.

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this outfit doesn’t fit like it used to…

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there’s literally nothing hotter than when fat girls let themselves be comfortable

when i see a fat girl in sweatpants, or with her shirt lifted up, leaned back and lounging i get so flustered. not even in a feedist way really, i just like it when fat girls especially let themselves be comfy before they worry about things like being pretty or handsome. i think comfort is pretty, and i think comfort is handsome.

for us fat folk especially, there’s a pressure to be especially performative in appearance, something that pushes fat girls into hyperfemininity & fat guys into hyper masculinity, and all the fat folk in between into a dilemma of presentation. or there’s the pressure to hide in clothing as big & shapeless as possible. i get this giddiness in me when other fat people, fat girls especially just exist. when they’re comfy in their fatness, and they don’t need to hide it or dress it up. it’s authentic and sexy. i hear people commend the confidence of fat people when they’re dressed to the nines, but a fat girl who knows she’s hot in her basketball shorts and ratty t-shirt? that’s breathtaking to me.

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Story idea:

Character A is a sickly Victorian goth guy who doesn’t eat enough and character B is a baker who’s seen him around town and decides to bring him lots of food everyday and they end up falling for each other😳💕

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I'm so fucking stuffed I'm panting for like the 4th time since yesterday morning but I'm gonna have some more jerk chicken and a ice cream tea drink my friend made me (: