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Also, I feel it’s time to cleanse my page

I am pro-choice pro LGBTQ pro black, pro healthcare, pro free education pro POC I am pro freedom of religion anti-assault weapons. Fuck Trump fuck his administration fuck ice free Palestine Sudan Ukraine congo. Sex work and porn should not be criminalized. Weed is not nearly the most dangerous substance on the streets and capitalism is the root of all evil.

Now if you agree, feel free to enjoy my page if you don’t get the fuck out 😊

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Uhhhhhhhh that seems bad

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Reblog if you’re into XWG (extreme weight gain)

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Cow print, like if you agree, reblog to be turned into a milk machine,

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Crushing Weight

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Something In The Water

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SFW Positive Feedism Questions:

I made these for a more soft feedism approach! Reblog and see what asks you get in your inbox.

Are you a gainer, admirer, or both?

Sweet or savory foods as a preference?

What weird food combinations do you really enjoy?

Favorite nonsexual thing about feedism?

Burping is cute: yay or nay?

Describe your perfect date.

Stuffing/feeding at home or in public?

Something you think all big people should hear is ___.

If you had an endless supply of any food, what would you choose?

Best piece of advice for new gainers would be___.

The scale: important to you or just a number?

Where would you rather the fat to go, to the belly or the butt?

When cuddling, do you like being the big spoon or little spoon?

Favorite piece of clothing to outgrow/watch someone outgrow?

If you owned a restaurant, what kind of food would it serve?

Favorite type of food?

How would you deal with family and friend's comments about you or your partner's weight?

Country you'd most like to take a food tour of?

What do you typically have for a midnight snack?

What was the best meal you have ever had?

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I want to make you fat and have it be all my fault.

Your friends and family would whisper their doubts about me, saying that you’ve gained so much weight since you met me as they watch me from across the room handing you yet another plate of food.

Your coworkers would stare at you in disbelief and gossip as they watch you walk in even fatter than last week, with your clothes fitting you less and less appropriately as you take out another donut to eat from the bag I sent you off with.

The staff at your favorite fast food places would start to recognize you and listen in shock as I add even more food onto your order than last time, running off to snicker to their coworkers about how that one customer looks even fatter every time they see you in the drive through.

I want to watch you struggle one day to pull your jeans over your fattening ass and thighs and then try again and again in vain to button them, and then look up at me with a face that says, “look what you did to me 🥺” And I wouldn’t be able to keep a smile from spreading across my face. You don’t know just how much I love that I’ve done this to you.

I would make you gain so much weight that everyone would know it was me who was making you so fat. And it would be All. My. Fault. 🤤

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Reblog if you’re a gainer who welcomes anonymous teasing and encouragement!

I want them ALL

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Ideal bod!

hyper butted wolfe

her own couch?!?!?!?

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Your alarm goes off. You roll out of bed with a grunt. You slowly lift up your lard, spreading your thighs, letting your belly rest in between. You feel groggy, your stiff muscles already protesting. Sitting on the edge of the bed, you feel like a mountain of rolls. They billow, hang off you in waves, folding in on themselves. So heavy and useless, so pathetically weak.

Your turn-on has come and gone; the stuffing ended; the kink scene is no more. And yet, you are left with the attributes of your kink. In the beginning, you were able to separate it from your life; after all, it only existed in your fantasies. But then, you gained the first 10 pounds; the monthly stuffing became weekly; meals increased; the number of steps waned... 20 pounds packed on, 30, 50. Your lard got in the way of your every move.

And your kink became your life.

You can't put the collar away - it encircles your neck in a ring of fat; you can't hide the costume - it is a permanent fixture of your body. Your kink, you perform in the privacy of your bedroom; but its effect, you haul around in public.

It electrifies you like nothing else. Any time you struggle to walk upstairs; any time you're out of breath; any time you eat a third helping of lunch. You risk getting a turn-on when you can't button your pants or when you sit down on your office chair and hear it creak. You even managed to get your revenge for fatphobia: that first time someone snarled "fatso" at you, you almost moaned.

You want to be responsible; you can't be turned on in public. What will you do, then?

You try to think about something else, but sooner or later, your belly growls. It demands its sustenance almost every hour now. So you eat to shut it up, and that turns you on, too.

You are so fucked. Turned on by your own body, and by functions that are necessary to keep it alive.

No wonder you can barely stop yourself from fondling your gut in public. From exploring your rolls. No wonder it's the first thing you do after you get back home, along with a good sip of a weight gain shake.

Can you see how this is inevitable now? Your kink isn't going anywhere. And since you're already fat, you have sentenced yourself to an endless hedonistic loop.

How terrible for you! A life of breathtaking pleasure awaits you, fatty.

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Happy anniversary, Stonewall riots! Stay revolutionary!

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Queer 👏 people 👏 are 👏 not 👏 all 👏 fucking 👏 activists 👏

Stop quizzing us on queer history and asking us questions we aren’t qualified to answer about the world and about politics and about our identities

Stop trying to back us into a corner so you can justify your discrimination on the basis that we don’t know what we’re talking about or can’t “defend” ourselves to you

Stop treating every queer person that stands up and says “I want to be treated like a person” as if they’re an activist

Cut that bullshit out

Marginalised people just want to exist and be happy

I don’t know everything, and that doesn’t make me undeserving of your respect or my human rights you fucker

I don’t even owe you the stuff I do know- I still am entitled to basic fucking respect

TLDR; Queer people shouldn’t have to be historians or scientists for you to not be a fucking dick

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did y'all know that being fat and getting fatter on purpose is really hot and fun

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Im thinking about turning a mild mannered businessman into a cute catgirl with huge tits and big fluffy paws that can’t use the teams app again

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Someone anonymously messaged me to tell me that writing about detrans folks makes me a traitor to trans people, because all detrans people want to push conversion therapy on us and forcibly detransition us.

That’s precisely the kind of narrative that ends up pushing detransitioners into the arms of TERFs and the religious far-right.

There’s nothing inherently wrong with detransitioning. Sometimes people realize that transitioning no longer suits them, or never really did. And that’s fine.

When we systematically push them away regardless of their politics, we make people feel like the only places they can get support are among transphobes. That’s not a good thing. Building de/trans solidarity is an critical tool for disarming anti-trans movements.