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there's something so special about finding someone you're willing to get soft for.

you live your life with this crushing need to be full and content and big but feel so self-conscious of any inch of flab on your body. but then you find someone who runs their hands over your tummy and grabs your love handles with such reverence, like they're an otherworldly beauty and you just know you have to give them more to hold, more to grab, more to love and worship.

you finally have someone to open your mouth for, someone to push your limits for, someone to get soft for.

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Aww look at you… you ate so much that you can’t get up, right, baby? Did you get too full? Don’t worry, I’ll help you. I’ll be gentle with your big, heavy belly. You gave yourself a tummy ache eating all those sweets, didn’t you? Do you want me to rub it? Of course I will, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you. You did such a good job for me. You ate so much, and look how much it shows. You’ve been doing this a lot lately, stuffing yourself. I can tell. You’re getting bigger. I think if you keep eating like this we’ll have to size you up again at the end of the month. What do you think; do you like that? Mhmm…I thought you might.

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wagging my tail whenever someone calls me big or fat or round

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what i would do for someone to stuff me and then give my belly a firm lil pat like they’re satisfied with their work

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everyone talks about how cute 'relationship weight' is as a concept and i agree. the way someone's love can literally change your being, make you softer because your partner can't resist making you smile and you look so cute full and content, but what i love thinking about is...well, how far does relationship weight go?

a lot of people think it's normal, even endearing, for people to gain a couple of pounds when they start going steady with someone, but how much would you have to gain before it became obvious that it wasn't just a cute little coincidence, but a calculated move? a consistent effort to get you fatter?

would people start joking about how well taken care of you are at twenty pounds heavier? would they joke that your partner must be trying to fatten you up at fifty? would it be too awkward and too obvious to mention at a hundred?

i wanna be so big and soft that onlookers can't deny that it's no longer relationship weight, it's a lifestyle. and that my partner loves nothing more than having more of me to love.

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pretty boys with eyes bigger than their stomachs. who lean back and whimper as they look up at you with tearful eyes, cradle their swollen belly and whine that they got carried away, they couldn’t help it, the food was just so good.

you’d think that they’d learn their lesson. it’ll happen again tomorrow night.

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i did a crazy liquid bloat yesterday and i swear it's stretched my stomach out...i ate so much for dinner and now i'm so tight and full. mfhfhgf i need to be called a good chubby puppy asap

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imo, there's something about funneling that's wild in the best possible way. It strips away all the niceties and foreplay, which can be great, but sometimes you just need feedism in its purest form. As many calories as possible, as fast as possible, through the cold, almost clinical vehicle of a literal feeding tube.

It's just the effectiveness of it all. A nice, big shake, once or twice a day, and you can swell up fifty, maybe a hundred pounds in a year...

Just imagine that; your partner straddles your legs in an all too familiar way. Although with those couple dozen extra pounds on you, their stance is significantly wider than it was when you two started this routine. They lift up your shirt and lightly trace your stretch marks with their nails, admiring all their work, and making sure to point out any changes they've noticed. Flustered, you try to look away, but they grab your soft chin and make you look them in the eye. They stroke your cheek with their thumb while they tell you all the ways your face has changed since the two of you met; how your cheeks had puffed up, how your strong jaw had turned into a soft double chin, how the look in your eyes had become almost docile. Then they lean back and grab their supplies.

"Open wide"

They place the tube in your mouth and start pouring. The mix of pain and ecstasy makes the ten seconds it takes for you to gulp down the thick, heavy liquid feel like ten minutes, but you know it'll be worth it. When it's finally over, they take the tube from your mouth and plant a kiss on your quivering lips. They place one hand on your tight, sore upper belly and use the other to wipe a bit of extra shake off your chin. They slide their thumb into your mouth for you to lick up the remaining cream.

"Can't have you wasting any, sweetie"

They climb off of you and lay across your lap as you slump back into the couch. As you drift off to sleep, you both anticipate doing it all over again tomorrow...

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i love watching my puppy sitting there and filling herself up on water. she hasn’t even gone to pee yet today and she’s pushing her bladder to the limit. her belly looks so bloated and round, i love it. i love how desperate she looks, love how easily she goes to get more water and gulps it down so obediently. i want her to be this full all the time. i want her to be groping at her belly and fucking her pussy right in front of me. i want to ruin her. i want to jerk off to her as she’s struggling to sit up from all the water weight. i want her to be my fat pet.

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mfghghfh i need to pee so bad but i don't wanna get up...but i'm also sooo thirsty and that pint glass by my bed is looking real tempting

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Beached

when i stuff myself to capacity, that's my favourite word, my favourite feeling. i had two dinners today with snacks in between and now i'm chugging down a soda, feeling it settle heavily in my gut. every second i remain sitting up is exhausting. trying to suppress burps to retain this feeling of fullness, the tightness in my gut.

i'm playing to an invisible audience. no one's here to see how big i'm getting, how much i'm stuffing myself every day, how i touch myself and moan in delight as i fondle my stuffed gut.

but i want to be seen. i want people to see the effect on my waistline. i want there to be an effect on my waistline. i want to soften up, be visibly chubbier to those around me. i want to gain. and i want everyone to notice.

god, it aches when i take a breath, the food and soda all mingling together to make a heavy weight in my stretched gut.

i just need to figure out what i'm having for dessert.

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i don't usually post abt gas or anything but i'm on dinner number 2 and got a soda with it and i'm burping after one sip...it's kinda hot knowing it'll get me so bloated so fast

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oh my god i can't believe myself,,, i just ordered takeout twice in the same night because the first one wasn't filling enough for me...

i can't even tell if my appetite is just like that for some reason or if the thought of eating more is making me so horny that it's clouding my judgement...mhfhghf i just wanna get heavier

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Cute boy who rolls over to show you his belly

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*gasp* why’d you manipulate me into getting fatter?! You’re so mean! 😳

Do it again? meaner? 🥹

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lying here touching myself while thinking about my puppy drinking lots of water and soda over the course of a day, not letting her pee, encouraging her to keep on drinking and filling up that cute belly of hers.

thinking about it getting to a point where she’s so desperate, squirming and pressing her soft thighs together to stop it from all gushing out before i give the command. she’d try her damn best to be a good, obedient puppy for me. and she’d also love to put on a little show.

imagining the little noises she’d make if i pressed on her bladder, pushing her ever closer to just letting go and soaking herself.

after a whole day, i’d finally let her pee, but only if she stands in the shower and lets me watch her drench her jeans.

and i’d of course make fun of her for pissing herself ☺️