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Holy. Fuck. I need someone to crush me like this

Straddling someone smaller than me (Not hard) and watching as they disappear, engulfed on every side by overflowing belly. Seeing them struggle under all that heft sitting atop of them. They realise then just how much weight I actually have to carry around all the time. No wonder half a mile is a marathon these days.

Relaxing and letting all 350lbs of me press down on their chest for as long as they can handle it. It isn't long, i'm enormous, and I soon need a lending hand to get upright again, to support my own crushing weight myself once more. I'm not strong enough, my centre of balance too thrown off by my belly, to do it on my own anymore. Even upright my belly rests on them. Pouring off my frame like an avalanche of soft, pliable, disgusting fat.

It's there because i'm too greedy, too lazy, and a little too dumb to know when to stop. Too undisciplined to do anything about it. Too enabled, too encouraged, too distracted to face the consequences.

Every part of me is getting huge. I have thighs so big I waddle. That isn't normal. In moments like these, crushing someone so much smaller than me, I'm reminded of my place as a massive, fat-filled pleasure-pig. I can't hide it. I'm way passed that point now. Everybody knows I'm enormous, it shows on my face chins, in my encumbered gait, in my fat-friendly clothes, and so much more. I'm sending out a signal to anyone that sees me that I am a fat fuck growing for your pleasure.

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Isn't he just so cute?💜

Fatter hehehehe

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Was very inactive this weekend lol, but goodness all I could think of was having a lardy pig walking around with me, while I look like this next to him🤭 just imagine me stuffing you relentlessly fatties 🫶🏼🫶🏼

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🤭🫶🏼🫶🏼

Can you feel that fucking lard?

Do you feel weighed down?

Do you feel is pushing down on you?

Jiggling.

Do you feel it rubbing against you as you move?

Good boy.

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Who wants me to do this to them?🤭🫶🏼

Goals

Hello!! Sorry I have been very busy with wedding planning and earning extra money for the future. My fiancé has met his goal of 400 pounds about a month ago and he’s still growing! But with everything that has happened Recently he’s working with me.. so he’s not staying home full time anymore…

Thankfully I’m the boss of the company so I get him to do the least amount of physical labor. Instead he helps me with paperwork and computer work. So I can keep him nice and plump.

He’s struggling with his movement and now he can’t get up off the couch without needing help because he broke the couch.. I even caught him trying to put his socks on by himself , he got embarrassed and said he was trying to impress me by being able to dress himself… he’s so cute

He’s grown out of his 4XL shirts and now wears suspenders so he doesn’t always have struggle to pull his pants up. I love that I have grown him out of 3XL-4XL clothing and he’s still stuffing his face every chance he gets

I even had to buy a different scale because my old one maxed at 400 so I got a 500 pound one and he’s now 408ish. I loved putting the old scale away because he maxed it out.. felt so accomplished for reaching my goal for him.. now I’m waiting until I need to buy a 600 pound scale..

He’s been filling out nicely

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Very late to the kink jars lol, but I did it💜

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I want to make a fatty wear clothes that used to fit just fine, have everyone wondering what happened 🤭🫶🏼

“Do you think it still fits?”

“ I mean… No, not even in the slightest… You look like rising dough trying to stay in its container and failing miserably.” 

“So you don’t think I should wear this to the show?”

“Oh no, no. You should absolutely wear it.”

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All I need in life💫💜

I love the idea of a feedee becoming dependent on me. Sure baby, you can spend your days lazily stuffing yourself with the fattening food I bring home, touching yourself to the feeling of all those calories turning into lard. Don’t worry about waddling to the fridge, you wouldn’t want to waste any of those precious calories, would you? I’ll bring your meals to you. I’ll rub and jiggle that growing, softening gut and tease you for being such a needy piggy. I’ll pretend to be shocked seeing you become fatter and more dependent on me, all while hiding how much it turns me on seeing you like this. A once independent, fit person becoming such a heavy, horny, fattened pig under my care.

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Hi piggies 🫶🏼 don't you just want to be huge compared to me?

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I just want a feedee to make all mine and too big for everything ☺️🫶🏼

I truly won't be satisfied until I you get stuck in something because of how much you have grown in such a short amount of time.

Until you've misjudged your new proportions, the realization taking over that it's really happening and you look at me in frustration while all you see in my face is excitement and glee.

Maybe it will be in a doorway. As you tried to waddle to the kitchen for yet another snack. Your love handles refusing to let you indulge. Trapping you until I can successfully help you suck-in enough to get you free and onto more treats.

Maybe it will be in your car. Belly having grown in the drive thru just enough to finally encompass the steering wheel. I'll be in the passenger seat poking your belly lovingly and giggling as you struggle to free yourself, in shock at how incredibly plump we've (I've) managed to swell you.

Maybe it will be in a chair. In front of the TV where I've fed you meal after meal after meal (even though it's barely lunch 🤭). You try and get up to use the bathroom, realizing you are completely wedged in.

Maybe then we decide the only solution is to make you heavy enough to break it entirely...

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Hi piggies 💜

This is my first time really posting but I figured I should do an about me lol

•I'm an 18yo FFA and Feeder, I'm 5'6 and 110lbs. I'm looking for a man that will be my good fattening feedee 🫶🏼

•My turn offs are;

Farts, air inflation, popping

•My major turn ons;

Size Contrast, Stuffing, Burps, heavy breathing, tight clothes, extreme weight gain, forced weight gain, honestly what isn't there to love about making a man fat?🤭🤭

•DMs are always open to anyone! Especially obedient piggies 💜

If you want to know more about me, guess you'll just have to message me!🥰

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I think my "bad" habit is anyone that goes out with me always puts on weight🤭🫶🏼

i find the idea of enabling and manipulating someone into getting fatter in a way that they can’t even tell it was all my doing so extremely hot<33

like yes darling ill load up your plate and always make sure to get you off after meals if you ate enough to my liking so you subconsciously understand that being stuffed = pleasure<33

i got you your favorite pastries on the way home, and i drove by the takeout shop you like so much, and let me refill your drinks and snacks while you game<33

you will pile on the pounds and not even know where they came from

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Omg the things I'd do to a bratty feedee

Imagine spanking the belly of a bratty, misbehaving feedee 👀

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I need this so badly 💜

Every day his walking speed gets slower and slower, by a tiny bit.

Every day he takes a tiny bit longer to climb the same flight of stairs.

Every day his shirt tightens a tiny bit more.

Every day his frame has to carry a tiny bit more fat.

Every day his moobs get a tiny bit bigger.

Every night I’m pushed a tiny bit more to the wall, when we shower together.

Every night I make his dinner a tiny bit bigger.

Every night the bed wobbles a tiny bit more when he gets in.

Every night his double chin gets a tiny bit bigger, when I ride him.

Every day he snores a tiny bit louder.

And that’s because of me.

And I fucking love it.

He’s my fatty, he’s my feedee, he’s my boyfriend, he’s my future husband, he’s my possession.

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A dream 🤭🫶🏼

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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I want to do this to someone so badly🤭💜

The urge to condition them to eat (and overeat) under almost any circumstance. Oh your day was stressful? No worries, I got a nice warm meal for a family of 4 and dessert for you! You made a small or big accomplishment? We need to celebrate, let's go to the buffet you like so much! You're sad? Let me bake you something you'll love, just sit there all pretty and eat these snacks while I get this. You're just happy or content with life right now? Aww cutie, let me spoil you! It is my treat 💖

And of course it is my goal that your current wardrobe stops fitting you~

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plump little curve of belly pushing over a belt / waistband so unbelievably hot. and if the shirt's riding up a little bit. my god. anyone aware of this