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Had to give the babies some fun and fresh air 😊😏

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VORE 😈🫃 see more on my o.f. @jakethegainer

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I’m in pure bliss being this large with my brood

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This guy has to go on paternity leave from being a referee due to being knocked up with the star quarterbacks octuplets. He’s still got plenty more growing to do 😈

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Seems like his belly has rapidly swollen with a litter

Suspiciously swollen 🎈

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Ate another date 🤭

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Hey, could you make a video showing your belly full to the max, I mean, have you almost burst? did

That’s as big as it goes

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A pregnant dumbass

Next part soon, I just wanted to give you this already ;]

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I love feeling my huge belly dangle beneath me!

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Concept: Being sssssoooooo full that belly rubs don’t help. In fact, they hurt. The slightest amount of pressure on your belly makes you feel extra uncomfortable, sick and ready to pop

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Another vore vlog, full 4min video available on Patreon.

Why is my appetite growing so much? Who the fuck did I swallow this time? Fuuuuuck, I'm afraid the whole team is gonna end up inside my gut, not like I can help it🤤

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If anyone wants to chat or roleplay with this extremely heavy preggo just shoot me a message!

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These babies won’t stop kicking but I love it 🥵

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Finally got a padded belly and I love it so much!

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The thin boy had a ravenous appetite. His youthful metabolism allowed him to eat whatever he wanted, and as much as he wanted, never seeming to put on much weight. At lunch, he’d often stuff himself with a packed lunch, and even getin line for the school lunch to eat after he’d finished his first meal. After seeing how his classmates gawked at his bloated stomach after lunch, the boy made it a habit to eat more and more, coming to class with a bigger and bigger gut.

The idea was that on the last day before break, he’d eat as much as he could as students would cheer him on. If a student offered him their lunch, he’d have to eat it. The lunch scheduled for the last day would be the personal pizzas, his favorite school lunch. It would be easy.

When the day came, he sat at the lunch table, and students gathered around to watch. He wore a small red t shirt and khakis. Not the best outfit for his feast, but he enjoyed the way his small shirt would stretch around his full belly. The students allowed him to get in line first for his meal, where dozens of students followed, only to give him their meal after they’d grabbed it. The lunch table in front of him was soon covered in dozens of personal pizzas, miscellaneous fruit cups, and pints and pints of milk, all offered to him for his spectacle feast. The boy began eating.

After the first 10 small pizzas, the boy reached for the cartons of milk to wash it down. His small tummy had already swollen outward into his tight waistband. But he wasn’t full. Not even close. He’d eat every lunch that was handed to him, and he knew the students would hold him to his word. He quickly chugged a half gallon of milk, carton at a time. The rush of liquid into his gut felt amazing. His shirt was getting tight, wrapping around his new belly. It left nothing to the imagination. His bloat was visible to all the students around him as they cheered him to continue.

As he finished a few fruit cups, and ate a few more pizzas, he looked down at his gut. It was huge; fighting against his small shirt. He’d never had a bloat this big, but then again, he’d never eaten 15 personal pizzas and a half gallon of milk. The weight of the food sat heavily in his gut. He held it with his hands and assessed the sheer size of it. He grazed his hands over the convex curve of his belly, accidentally tugging the shirt up a bit in the process. The exposed sliver of skin made him blush in embarrassment, but he didn’t pull his shirt back down over his navel. Instead, he continued his feast, determined to eat everything he’d promised his peers he’d eat.

He finished all the fruit cups, and most of the milk, before he started to slow down. He had 10 more pizzas to finish, along with just a few cartons of milk. His bloated gut had become so massive, he decided to lift his shirt over his mountainous belly, giving it more room to grow. His classmates jeered in amazement.

His classmates took photos and videos, and began posting them all over social media. He pushed his gut out as far as he could, making sure to look as big as he could for their posts, happy to have a break in eating. Little did he know, the posts soon brought even more students into the lunchroom, and soon he was given even more lunches to finish eating.

“Look at how huge he is!”

“How many pizzas has he eaten?”

“He looks pregnant.”

The murmuring of his classmates got him excited. He was into the teasing. He tried pulling his small shirt back over his gut before sitting down to continue his stuffing, now with even more pizzas in front of him. He chugged a pint of milk after finishing a pizza, the milk dripping down the corners of his mouth and onto his shirt. After a second carton, and even more milk spilling down onto him, he abandoned his shirt completely. The milk drops glistening on his tight, distended stomach.

He’d become a pig. He stopped wiping the pizza sauce from his face as he ate, and he let more milk spill from his carton as he chugged it in a crazed frenzy. His classmates wanted a show, and he was determined to give them one. His pace had slowed, but his appetite didn’t seem to budge. He shoved pizza after pizza down his throat, his gut becoming painfully full. He had to fight the urge to whimper in agony and pleasure as he continued to eat.

As the boy finished the last couple pizzas, the lunchroom erupted into cheers. He’d eaten it all. Scattered lunch trays littered the table in front of the now-shirtless boy. His gut had swollen to the size of a beach ball, stuffed tight with dozens of pizza and milk. Despite the pain in his engorged, groaning gut, he was in bliss. His classmates slapped him on the back in accomplishment, some even dared to slap his fat, bloated gut, sending shocks of pain through him and jolts of excitement to his groin. He slid his too-small red shirt back over his massive belly, and made his way to his last class before break. Everyone in the classroom stared as we waddled to his desk, with his red shirt looking cropped as it barely concealed his spherical gut. He spent the last class before break ignoring his teacher, his massive gut interrupting the class with groans and gurgles as it struggled to digest the pizza that sat inside.

When he got home, he fell onto his couch and allowed his fat gut to pin him down. He was in ecstasy. The memories of eating like a pig in front of his whole class had kept his dick hard since lunch. Finally able to appease his groin, he gently massaged his belly as he reached down to undo his pants and peeled off his shirt. It didn’t take long for his excitement to turn into an eruption that shot up onto his heavy belly. He fell into a nap, dreaming of stuffing himself again like a pig. His capacity would be even bigger if he kept eating like this over break. He would offer this challenge to his classmates again, hoping even more students would offer their lunch to watch him become a fat, stuffed pig.