24, bi, and dying // feeder + feedee // sweetest and handsomest loml @thefoodballoon // nsfw blog - minors dni
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I love being a fat bitch and flirting with fat bitches like yes let’s fuck having our fat rolls slamming against each other. Like god I need sex and a full belly.
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I'm sorry, girl. The horny. It's terminal. The best thing we can do for her now is force her to listen to hours' worth of tummy noises as she holds a vibrator against herself fantasizing about tummy brainrot. She'll be at peace when she cums, I promise. She won't even know what hit her.
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wore this fit to the bar and DEFINITELY got some looks, and yes i did tuck my waistband under my belly whenever i sat so it stayed on full display
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I want to take a fat girl on a picnic. Have her put on a cute sundress, meant to be nice and loose and flowy. On her though it's a bit snug around the middle, thanks to her plush rear and chubby belly. It's so cute though, the way I can see her belly button through the fabric. How the hem of it sits higher on the front thanks to how much more material her belly takes to cover.
To just lie that adorable chubby goddess on a blanket and hand feed her delicious home made treats I made for her until she's completely full. Cuddling up beside her, as she lies there too full to move.
If we are in a secluded enough spot, I could reach up her dress. And tease her pussy a little. Whisper in her ear what a good job she did eating for me. How sexy she looks overflowing her sundress, her overfed belly straining the seams. See if I can get her horny enough to eat just a little bit more. Getting her off as she eats to the point of discomfort.
I want her to walk away so distended she looks pregnant. Resting her hand on her belly as she waddles back to our car.
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I want to hear you wimper and whine between mouthfuls of food but you've become so addicted to gluttony all you can do is helplessly shovel more into your pretty face while I rub and sooth your taunt, packed to the brim belly
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Keeping him so packed full of food/in a food coma so I can use him as my play toy all weekend.🧸💖
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Darling. Why so shy? This feels good, you know it feels good, so just...let go. Give in. Lean back.
There you go, was that so hard? Mmmh, and oh you're just so full! Naughty thing, you needn't hide it from me. Poor wretch, come here... there we go. That feel good?
Perfect...just there...oh, you jut out so far just here, you really had a good time tonight hmm?
If I just...ohhhh, my goodness! That was a big big burp wasn't it sweetheart? Is that better? Hehe, I bet it is. I could almost feel you deflate.
Well...just a little. You're rather rotund in the belly department aren't you? But no matter, I can feel where you're all packed tight. A little pressure, if I rub my fingers just so from both sides...there you go, oooh...again...mmm. I can feel you relax with every belch; you needed this, didn't you?
Well. Don't hide it from me next time. I'm here to help you unwind, digest, and work out those silly little burps. Ooh...and hiccups, apparently. Greedy thing. <3
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While it can be fun and attractive to gain weight as fast as possible, I think slowing down is as nice, if not better than the grind. Just admiring their current heft, rolls, pudge and stretchmarks, making them nice meals that are not necessarily the highest in calories, but rather something that my gorgeous feedee will enjoy eating to their heart's content and leaving them comfortably full, so we can go out and enjoy our day or stay inside sharing our own hobbies together.
It's the domesticity, the cherishing and spending time together while cooking or being ourselves that make those slower moments divine.
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I want your jeans to stop buttoning over that soft little belly.
The waistband digging in, zipper straining, that cute little pout when you realize they just don’t fit anymore. No matter how much you wiggle or suck it in, that belly’s taking up all the room, and it’s not going anywhere. You’ve outgrown them, plain and simple.
Then I wanna squeeze you into a cute little sundress, the kind that used to fit just fine …before you got all soft and greedy. Now it hugs every curve a little too tightly, rides up in the back and clings in all the places you can’t quite hide anymore. Especially that plump tummy pressing against the fabric showing off how well-fed you are.
You’ll tug it down, pretend it still fits, but we both know better. It was made for someone smaller, and you’ve been eating your way far past that size.
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Gaining gamers, perfect to feed while they are playing because they have their hands occupied and I just feed them snack after snack until their tummy is full, then by dinner I have them absolutely stuffed and beached on their favorite seat, just so I can rub their belly while they keep playing :3
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I wanna take you on a tour of drive thrus. Buying you a meal at each one. Trying my best to time it so we are getting into a new line just as you finish your food from the last place. Each bump in the road jostling a moan or burp from you and your overfull belly. The sounds of you greedily shoving the food into your mouth filling the car. So full by the time we are done, I need to help you heave yourself out of the car and help you waddle into the house.
Maybe we can make this a weekly game, each week we try to see if you can make it to one more restaurant. As your relentless stuffing balloons your capacity. New strechmarks streaking your belly as it creeps closer to the dashboard everytime we play. At least until you've gotten too fat to squeeze your piggy ass into my car.
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I can't emphasise how much I HAVE to take a feedee on an all-inclusive holiday. Just lounging and relaxing all day with unlimited food supply...
Encouraging her to snack constantly and bringing plates filled to the brim with food while she reclines by the pool. Blurring the lines between meals by letting her eat at any point of the day. Just grazing constantly with short breaks when she's a bit too full.
Encouraging to flaunt her constantly fattening body in swimsuits. Seeing her grow bigger, lazier and slower, succumbing to her ever-growing appetite, as she has lost all restraint. Getting her used to having access to high-calorie snacks on her slightest whim.
Taking her on a trip on the last day to show her how heavy and plump she's gotten. Poking her overfed, bloated gut when she walks. Hugging her while she's out of breath, whispering into her ear: you're so strong, getting around so much.
When she flies home, in barely fitting clothes, gluttony will become a new standard for her, and snacking her second nature. Next holidays, she'll need two plane tickets...
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Don't be afraid to show everyone what you've got. Puff out that gut and let that shirt ride up! Sit down and let that fat bum take up all the space it wants! Eat cake, donuts, fast food, and whatever the hell you want! You're beautiful, and no one can tell you otherwise! Don't apologize for being fat, don't apologize for eating too much, and don't apologize for taking up space. You're worth existing, and you're worth taking up that space.
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one of the cutest scenarios to me is when someone suffering an upset stomach holds their partner's head/ear (idk how to phrase this rn) against their belly so they can hear everything that's going on like

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If you weren't supposed to be fat, why do you moan so much when you're full? You think you're supposed to be skinny but you're eyes tell me "Feed me more until I can't move." You thought you were hot when you weighed 120lbs, but now here you sit at almost 300 and everything about screams "I love what I've become and I only want to get bigger." You used to think that being fat was bad but now you get turned on every time you see food.
So what happened?
You gave in.
You starting eating until that second plate turned into a third. You felt your body in way you haven't before. Soft and supple and more sexy than you could have imagined. Being hard and trimmed is what you use to work for before. Now the weight piles on you everytime you sit to eat.
It's consuming you, and you want it to.
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