24M, feederism fan of all kinds, just looking through tumblr for my first time and seeing what's good 😌
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text

when you wanna go play sports in the park & ur obese gf wants to tag along 💜 (to watch & eat ice cream lololol)🍦
1K notes
·
View notes
Text


i love posting post-heavy cream pics bc dear god. look how fucking huge i am.. and i want more
4K notes
·
View notes
Note
Would it be possible to see a before and after? Im curious to see how much you've changed since you went from gym bunny to blob


:p
1K notes
·
View notes
Text

this time next year i must retake this picture and if im not fatter, something is DEEPLY wrong
4K notes
·
View notes
Text
things that feel cute to me as a fat girl:
crop tops and flowy clothes get caught in my back rolls
all shirts will ride up bc of love handles and sit at my waist
sometimes i get too full and can’t reach well enough to unbutton my jeans
t-shirts/crew necks ride up for boob reasons and expose tummy
visible belly button outline. in EVERY outfit
front seat privileges because i’m too fat for backseat seatbelts
when the drive thru people know my name/order and hook me up w extra food
being offered a place to sit when we’ve been walking a while and i’m obviously tired
belly. jiggly wobbly fat is the best thing on earth!
670 notes
·
View notes
Text
certified heavy breather post 😵💫✨
(alternate title: certified I’m a slab of fat post 😮💨😩)
2K notes
·
View notes
Note
OMG it’s so crazy seeing the picture of you standing in the mirror… you’ve fattened up so much. 🥹 it’s wild how much rounder you’ve gotten? like you used to have a bit of an hourglass shape but now your waist is the widest part of you by far…
could you maybe post a pic of you standing in the mirror like that now so we can see a side by side comparison?

here’s a side-by-side comparison!! ~120lb difference!!
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
various housecow gifs for your daily “i need to see a fat belly or i’ll die” moments!!
5K notes
·
View notes
Text
i need someone to ruin me.
not in the fun flirty way. i mean actually, literally, take me apart. feed me until i can't walk without waddling, until breathing feels like a chore, until my body is nothing but soft, heavy proof of your obsession. i want to be swollen with indulgence, stuffed past reason, spoiled beyond recognition.
i want to wake up in a haze of hunger and syrup-sweet affection, only to be greeted by another round of force-fed breakfasts in bed. i want you to look at me like i'm your prize pig, your project, your possession.
i want the teasing, the pressure, the constant, creeping growth. i want the way you’ll sneer when i say i’m full, the way you’ll smile when the scale creaks louder every day. I want your hands everywhere, greedy and proud, shaping me like clay into exactly what you want.
no escape. no diet. no mercy. Just feed me.
i want to be broken—beautifully, thoroughly—by appetite.
i want to be yours in the most obscene way possible. a thing you keep fattened, pampered, and pumped full of calories until i’m unrecognizable. until i'm helpless. until my body is a bloated, quivering monument to your obsession and my surrender.
don’t just feed me. force me. hold me down and pour milkshakes past my lips until i’m whining and leaking and begging you to stop, even as my gut growls for more. make me cry from fullness, then coo in my ear about how proud you are. tell me i was made to be this soft, this greedy, this round.
push me to the brink. watch me struggle to lift myself from the bed you’ve made my prison. slap the side of my belly and laugh when it jiggles for seconds after. make me wear tight clothes just so you can watch them give out, seams snapping like they’ve finally admitted defeat.
you said you wanted a pig? then feed me like one. treat me like one. no dignity, no limits. spoon after spoon, bite after bite, until i’m gasping and drooling and too heavy to fight you. make me need you to eat, to move, to breathe.
make me forget who i was before you turned me into this.
just a swollen, spoiled, overfed mess made for your pleasure.
595 notes
·
View notes
Text
Watching and feeling the pounds stack up everyday. Feeling my knees hurt more and more. Barely brushing the sides of my chair with my hips one week, and having them dig in deeper and deeper as the weeks go on. Alarm bells for most people, but I just sit absent-mindedly. Being fed more and more food more and more often. Louder and louder alarm bells go off and I just keep eating family sized meal after family sized meal. Shake after shake... 😵💫 I'm totally out of control. I love it.
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Woke up still full from last night. Immediately want breakfast like asap. Same as yesterday.
2K notes
·
View notes
Text

How the shirt used to fit versus how it fits now. I was already gaining and felt kind of big in the before picture, I had no idea I was going to get this out of control.
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Buy me food all day while we game and help me reach myself at night?
573 notes
·
View notes
Text

look how skinny i was… like obv i was ~220lbs but still!!! itty bitty!!!
1K notes
·
View notes