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Weight gain progression before and after pictures are my FAVORITE type of way to show off. The feedee is showing off confident, loving how she looks and how big her belly has gotten, and really brings everything full circle

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Eat, Pray, Love: The Yoga Instructor who realizes she loves eating and being fat and creates a new type of yoga

In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the cacophony of car horns and chattering crowds, lived a yoga instructor named Anya. Her studio, "Serenity Space," was a haven of tranquility, its walls painted a soothing blue, the air thick with the scent of incense. Anya, with her lithe figure and graceful movements, was the epitome of yogic perfection.

One sweltering summer, Anya discovered a tiny bakery tucked away in a quiet alley. The aroma of freshly baked bread and sweet pastries wafted through the air, beckoning her inside. She indulged in a warm croissant, its buttery layers melting in her mouth. It was a revelation.

Soon, Anya's visits to the bakery became a daily ritual. She savored each bite, the rich flavors a stark contrast to the bland health food she usually ate. Her body, accustomed to rigorous yoga and restrictive diets, began to change. Her once-taut muscles softened, her curves rounded out.

At first, Anya was alarmed. She'd always prided herself on her discipline, her control. But as the weeks passed, she noticed something else - a newfound joy in her practice. Her movements flowed with a new ease, her breath deepened, and her connection to her body felt more profound.

Her students, however, didn't share her enthusiasm. Whispers followed her through the studio. "She's let herself go," they'd say, their eyes lingering on her fuller figure. One day, a student even approached her, concern etched on her face. "Anya," she said, "are you feeling alright? You've... changed."

Anya's heart sank. She'd always preached self-acceptance, but now, faced with judgment, she felt a pang of insecurity. It was her best friend, Lena, who snapped her out of it. "Anya," she said, her voice firm, "you're still the same amazing teacher. Your body doesn't define your worth."

Lena's words ignited a spark in Anya. She realized she had a choice - to shrink herself to fit others' expectations or to embrace her new reality. She chose the latter.

Anya rebranded her studio as "Nourish & Flow Yoga." She encouraged her students to bring food to share, turning post-yoga gatherings into potluck feasts. She taught them to listen to their bodies, to honor their hunger, and to find joy in movement, regardless of size or shape.

The change was gradual, but profound. Students who had once judged her now reveled in the studio's inclusive atmosphere. They learned to celebrate their bodies, to find strength in their curves, and to nourish themselves without guilt. Anya, once a symbol of unattainable perfection, became a beacon of self-love and acceptance. And as she looked around her studio, filled with laughter and the aroma of shared food, she knew she'd found her true calling.

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Bellybutton popper

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BIG. BLOATED. BEAUTIFUL.

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FAT LOVE EVER AFTER

As time passes, Emily's love for food starts to show. Her curves become more pronounced, and her growing belly becomes a topic of interest. At work, colleagues exchange whispers and curious glances whenever she tries to squeeze into her uniforms. Her family, too, begins to notice the change, asking her questions about her eating habits and encouraging her to adopt a healthier lifestyle.

Despite the attention, Emily finds herself drawn to an online community of fat admirers. These individuals celebrate and appreciate larger bodies, and Emily discovers a sense of belonging and acceptance among them. She comes to terms with her deep-seated desire to be fat, embracing her curves and growing belly.

Over the next couple of years, Emily's weight balloons to 300 pounds. Her body undergoes significant changes, and she starts to notice the way people react to her new shape. Some stare, others whisper, but Emily finds solace in her online community, where she's celebrated for her size.

It's in this online space that Emily meets Ryan, a kind-hearted individual who shares her passion for food and appreciation for larger bodies. They bond over their love of cooking and indulging in rich meals, and Emily finds herself falling for Ryan's charming nature.

As their relationship blossoms, Ryan becomes Emily's biggest supporter, encouraging her to indulge in her favorite treats and showering her with affection. He lovingly refers to her belly as his favorite part of her body, and Emily feels seen and appreciated in a way she never thought possible.

Together, Emily and Ryan explore the city, trying new restaurants and enjoying each other's company. Emily's confidence grows, and she learns to love herself, unapologetically, at every size. She realizes that her worth isn't tied to her weight or societal expectations but to her own happiness and fulfillment.

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When you connect with someone who loves showing off his neutral loving BLIMP. She didn’t start a blimp….she started as a normal blonde Barbie, yet deep down she couldn’t help herself. Deep down she absolutely LOVES EATING WVEEY BITE AND BEING FATTER SND FATTER…So, in turn she slowly became a big bellied blubber filled blimp that waddles throughout their house and eats whatever whenever she’s wants. She is the fattest in her skinny family. She’s past the point of no return now though. Can’t undo the blimp. Irreversible. Once a blimp, always a blimp. The pillsberry dough woman.

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Soccer Captain turned Fedee

The squeak of sneakers on the polished gymnasium floor used to be Maya’s favorite sound. As a midfielder for the Crestwood University soccer team, the rhythmic friction was the soundtrack to her passion. Lean, agile, and driven, Maya lived for the burn in her muscles and the thrill of a perfectly executed pass. Food was fuel, something she meticulously tracked to optimize her performance. Salads, lean protein, and the occasional energy bar were her staples.

But something began to shift during her sophomore year. The rigid discipline around food started to feel… restrictive. After grueling practices, the small portions left her feeling unsatisfied, a gnawing emptiness that water couldn’t quench. One evening, after a particularly tough loss, Maya found herself wandering into an off-campus burger joint. The aroma of sizzling beef and melting cheese hit her like a revelation. She ordered a double cheeseburger with all the fixings, a side of crispy fries, and a thick milkshake. As she devoured it, a new kind of satisfaction washed over her, a deep contentment she’d never experienced after a kale salad.

That burger was the first crack in the dam. Soon, cravings became more frequent, portions grew larger. Pizza nights with the team turned into personal pizza feasts. Study sessions were accompanied by bags of chips and family-sized candy bars. The thrill of scoring a goal began to be replaced by the anticipation of her next meal. Her once toned physique started to soften, her uniform feeling a little snugger each week.

Her teammates noticed. Whispers turned into concerned glances. Her coach pulled her aside, gently suggesting she might be losing some of her edge. Maya knew they were right. Her stamina on the field was decreasing, her speed diminishing. But the pleasure she found in eating had become a powerful force, eclipsing her dedication to soccer.

By the end of the semester, Maya had gained a significant amount of weight. Her once trim soccer shorts strained at the seams, and the number on the scale had climbed past 200 pounds. The realization hit her with a strange mix of shame and a defiant sort of acceptance. She loved to eat. Truly loved it. The textures, the flavors, the sheer abundance – it filled a void she hadn’t even known existed.

She made the difficult decision to leave the soccer team. The disappointment of her teammates and coach stung, but the thought of restricting herself again felt unbearable. She continued to indulge her cravings, exploring new foods and savoring every bite. Pasta dripping with creamy sauce, mountains of fluffy pancakes drenched in syrup, warm cookies straight from the oven – her world revolved around the next delicious meal. The scale eventually tipped past 300 pounds. Her body was round and soft, her movements slower, but a certain contentment radiated from her.

Then came Liam. He was a gentle giant she met at a local pizza place – her new favorite hangout. He wasn't a jock, wasn't concerned with calorie counts or miles run. He noticed her easy laugh, the way her eyes lit up when she talked about food. He saw her, not just her size.

One evening, as Maya happily munched on a slice of pepperoni pizza, Liam confessed something. "I love how much you enjoy your food, Maya. It's… infectious."

That was the beginning of their unconventional romance. Liam didn't try to change her. Instead, he embraced her passion. He’d surprise her with her favorite double cheeseburgers, loaded with extra cheese and bacon. He’d bring home boxes of her go-to pasta from the Italian deli. Their dates often revolved around food – trying new restaurants, baking elaborate desserts together, and having cozy nights in with overflowing bowls of ice cream and stacks of cookies.

Liam loved to watch her eat, the way she savored each bite, the satisfied sigh that followed. He found her enjoyment intoxicating. He’d often ask, "What are you in the mood for, my love?" and her requests were always met with enthusiasm. He became her willing enabler, her devoted feeder.

Life with Liam was a constant culinary adventure. There were no guilt trips, no restrictions, only the shared joy of delicious food and each other’s company. Maya had traded the roar of the crowd for the quiet satisfaction of a full belly, the thrill of the game for the comforting weight of her expanding body, and in Liam's loving gaze, she found a happiness she never knew existed on the soccer field. She was no longer the lean, driven athlete, but a happy, well-fed woman, loved for exactly who she was, and exactly how much she loved to eat.

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I love fat girls im a feeder wanting a woman to fatten up

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Dating a fat girl

Once upon a time, there was a young man named Max. Max had always been drawn to confident, outgoing women, regardless of their size or shape. One day, while attending a mutual friend's party, Max met a woman named Emma.

Emma was a vibrant, energetic person with a quick wit and infectious laugh. She was also a fat woman, but Max didn't notice that at first. What he noticed was her sparkling eyes, her bright smile, and her captivating personality.

As the night wore on, Max found himself drawn to Emma more and more. They talked about everything from their shared love of music to their favorite books and movies. Max was smitten, and he couldn't believe his luck.

As they started dating, Max was nervous about how his friends and family would react. He knew that some people might make snide comments or judgments about Emma's size, and he worried about how that would affect their relationship.

But Emma was confident and self-assured, and she quickly put Max's fears to rest. She told him that she had dealt with her fair share of negativity and criticism, but that she knew her worth and wasn't going to let anyone bring her down.

As the months went by, Max and Emma's relationship blossomed. They went on long walks, had deep conversations, and explored the city together. Max realized that he had never been happier, and that it was all because of Emma.

One day, as they were cuddled up on the couch, Emma turned to Max and said, "You know, I was really nervous about dating you at first. I thought you might be one of those guys who only dates thin women."

Max was taken aback, but he quickly reassured her that he had never cared about her size. "I love you for who you are, inside and out," he said. "You're an amazing person, and I feel so lucky to have you in my life."

Emma smiled, and Max could see the relief in her eyes. "I love you too," she said. "And I'm so glad that we found each other."

Max and Emma's relationship continued to grow and flourish, and they proved to themselves and others that love comes in all shapes and sizes.

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The last few years I’ve really become interested in being a feeder and helping a woman gain and meet her fatness goals and be the beautiful fat queen of queens she can and reach her full fatty potential.

I’m a classy, normal, athletic guy who happens to be a feeder and love all things bbw fatness! Shout it from the rooftops and I have no shame about it. I truly appreciate fatness and bigger women. It’s not just a fetish but a good hearted appreciation and passion for all things

fatness.