fat-n-nerdy

[fat-n-nerdy]

🍩This🍰Person🍕is🍔A🍟glutton🍭and🍬not🎂ashamed🍫

[fat-n-nerdy]

[fat-n-nerdy]

Me af

Somedays I’m like idk what I want but then there’s moments like rn where I look at 300-400 pound women and feel intense gender envy like fuck I need to turn into a SSBBW I want to be part of the fatties 🥺

More than anything tho I’m waiting to take hrt and then gain weight bc I deserve fat tits 😤😤😤

[fat-n-nerdy]

reblog if you support:

• pre- or non-hrt trans people

• genderfluid/non-binary people who want hrt

• genderfluid/non-binary people who don't want hrt

• pre- or non-op trans people

• tall transfems

• short transmascs

• fat/plus size trans people

• fem trans men

• masc trans women

• transmascs who don't/can't/won't bind

• transfems who don't/can't/won't tuck

• transfems with wide shoulders

• transmascs with wide hips

• genderfluid/non-binary people with facial hair or tits

• genderfluid people whose presentation is static but their gender is not

• non-binary people whose desired presentation is how society says their agab should present

• transmascs who bind but still have a visible chest

• non- conventionally-attractive trans people

• non-conforming trans people

• non-"passing" trans people

• non-stereotypical trans people

We don't all fit into cisnormative society's bullshit stereotypes!

I'm trying to prove a point to some transphobic relatives. Back me up tumblr.

[fat-n-nerdy]

I just wanna be this obese.

USSBBW Eco 😳

Way too much fat?

[fat-n-nerdy]

those velvet track suits from the 00s but they say "wide load" on the ass and "oversized" across the belly

[fat-n-nerdy]

Something that a lot of people here in this community don't understand (usually men for some reason and from my experience) is that being a feeder is more than just buying a ton of food or cooking and being a feedee is more than being fat or eating a lot. Feedees have boundaries, a whole personality and life outside this small kink world and feeders don't think all day about fattening up someone with junk food, they don't necessarily wanna give encouragement to every single feedee or to fat chat all the time.

Feedism relationships are way more outside this kink, it is about complimenting each other, making the effort to create an emotional connection and taking into account all the boundaries that each one has while knowing they are their own individual person who also develops apart from you and this kink.

But it seems like a lot of people are not ready to accept that fact. Sorry for the rant, but I have seen many asks to feedees and feeders that strip them out of their autonomy as people.

[fat-n-nerdy]

*this user can’t stop eating*

[fat-n-nerdy]

Reblog if you are LGBTQ+ 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ and part of the feedist community… I need to be around more of y’all. 🥺

[fat-n-nerdy]

Reblog if you're not fat enough yet

[fat-n-nerdy]

Reblog if you want me to get fatter 😈

[fat-n-nerdy]

"If you're not sure, just ask someone."

Ah, yes. You see, you've now entered the space of my Autistic brain that requires further information to proceed.

Ask who?

Ask what? No. I need a script. Actually, I need a few scripts because what if they say this thing or this other thing? I need to be sure what to say.

And what if they do not know? So, I actually need to know if there is a chain of command on who I can ask.

What tone do I use? How much do I smile?

Do I joke? Or keep it serious?

And since they've now helped me, do I owe them anything? Yes, I know it's their job but that doesn't answer the question.

Just look it up on Google?

Ok... Well, now you've entered the-- where are you going?

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Me: The exclusion of fat people from public spaces by catering only to smaller-bodied people with things like chair sizes, and the ‘fat tax’ superfat people have to live with when daily objects like mattresses and furniture are not built to last when used by heavier bodies are examples of structural fatphobia, and while we can draw from the field of disabilities studies and acknowledge there probably isn’t such a thing as universally accommodating designs, we as a society need to do better to not relegate fat people to the sidelines of our communities. In this essay I will-

Horny me: Hnnhggggh you got yourself so fat you need a seatbelt extender? 😳💦 You can’t sit at a booth? 😍 You broke your bed frame?? And you’re turned on about it??? 🥵🥵🥵😩👀👀

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Please someone make me look like this. Make me a helpless ball of fat that's only good for eating and fucking.

Imagine coming home to your 750lb blob of a girlfriend waiting for you like this....

@fatmisstssbbw is honestly something else what an absolute goddess 🔥🔥🔥😍🥵🐷

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Reblog if you remember this scene. What first got you into weight gain or belly kinks?

[fat-n-nerdy]

Heaven

Trapped and Hungry

At this point, the restraints on your wrists and ankles really aren't necessary anymore. Any muscles that you would use to escape or even move have atrophied to uselessness. Your huge body is now pure lard, sagging and jiggling and heaving with fat. Your arms and legs are useless bloated protuberances of lard incapable of exerting any effort whatsoever. Your huge belly rises up in front of you obscuring most of your view of anything below your giant tits. New angry red marks cover your body from your skin stretching and expanding against the hundreds of pounds of excess lard pushing it apart and forcing your body, ever so slowly, to expand towards its limits.

Your breathing is ragged and heavy, wheezy from your lungs having trouble coping with the sheer mass of fat pressing down on them. Every movement requires intense exertion from you, leaving you sweating and panting even from the slightest twitch of your bloated limbs.

And as uncomfortable as slowly being crushed to death by your own obesity is, there is one feeling that overwhelms everything else: HUNGER.

You're always hungry. Not that this is new, of course. You don't get a body like yours without being hungry but it's always getting worse. As your body expands, slowly crushing itself under its own excessive fat, it demands more and more food to survive. You can't seem to ever feel full anymore, always feeling a gnawing, aching hunger deep within your fat belly.

This hunger consumes your thoughts almost constantly, haunting you. Images of food, fantasies of eating. The taste of food on your tongue, the sensation of grease sliding down your throat. The feeling of chewing, of swallowing, of satisfaction. The warmth of food filling your belly. All these images and sensations cycle through your mind constantly, driving you mad with hunger.

Every moment feels like an eternity of starving as you wait for me to return with more food for your ravenous body. Every second feels like torture as you desperately wish I was there to feed you.

And all this thinking about gorging yourself like a pig, of eating and growing fatter only triggers another sort of hunger within you.

Thoughts of food quickly turn to thoughts of me feeding you. Of my hands gently pushing food into your greedy mouth. Of my fingers gently caressing your body as you eat. Of my teasing voice, praising you for being such a gluttonous pig. These thoughts send tingles throughout your fat body, triggering a burning heat within your core. Thoughts of food quickly turn to thoughts of sex as you fantasize about me touching and pleasuring your huge, useless body.

These fantasies keep your mind occupied as you wait for me to return with more food. You fantasize about me rubbing your huge belly, squeezing your flabby arms, fondling your huge tits, caressing your soft face. You fantasize about me kissing and licking and fucking your countless fat rolls. You fantasize about me worshipping your huge, obese body.

And as your fantasies reach their peak, your daydream is interrupted by my arrival with more food, and the immediate knowledge that those fantasies will once again be made a reality as I quickly began feeding you.

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Someone please turn me into this

I have always wanted to be a pig.

Always.

There was never a point in time where I didn't want to surrender myself to food, to fat; to gluttony. And so I eat, I eat and I eat and I eat until my gut cramps and food physically can't fit in my stomach, sitting at the bottom of my throat while I groan and struggle to make more room for more food. I need more food. More fat. I need to be the biggest hog alive, and it's not a want. I need it.

To be pumped full of fat until all of my features are swollen to extreme proportions, sagging with heavy fat and obscuring every part of my immobilized body until all I am is a pile of lard and flesh, waiting to be used by any random person who pays my feeder enough to fuck me and make me oink and squeal. I just need made into a sweaty, wheezing spectacle while I guzzle more lard from a tube suspended to my tank. I want to surrender everything in life to not even just eating. But to pure fat.