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the way the bottom of your belly gets just a little more soft than the rest? often more sensitive? shit like, thats the best there is. who wouldnt wanna play with that and experience that bliss

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Feeders are hot and all but so are “bad influences” and enablers. Big fat superchubs that are so ingrained in their gluttonous, hedonistic lifestyle of obesity that they can’t help but rub it off on anyone who happens to end up in their presence for any real amount of time. They’ll have you over just to game and order pizza and get high, maybe they’ll just order an extra pizza just to leave out for you to subtly coax you into indulging, and with a little more weed and nudging you’ll be wolfing it down before you know it.

Soon this one-off hangout becomes a regular weekly routine, then bi-weekly, then 3 or 4 nights a week, because you’d rather hang out with your fat foodie buddy and get high than waste time at the gym - and he’d much rather prefer that you did that as well. In fact, although he doesn’t say it, every gym session you skip gets rewarded with an extra pizza and tub of ice cream. This routine starts taking its toll on your body but your fat bud doesn’t mind. He’s started reaching out and rubbing your rapidly expanding belly lately, and you can’t help but return the favour. He’s giving you his old 4XL tank tops and sweatpants to wear since you’re getting too big for your own lately, and these are much more comfy for your widening ass.

And then, before you know it, you’re over there every night, getting high, shoving greasy burgers and pizzas and fries into your flab-filled face, outgrowing all your clothes before you even have a chance to wear them in for long, and now you’re making out with your massively obese friend who enabled you to get this fucking fat, while he plays with your tits and gets you grunting like a genuine pig. You need to be over there regularly anyway - the fatpad he’s pushed on you is now too big and deep for you to be able to reach that buried nub anymore, so you need him to reach in and help you finish.

You move out of your old place, which you pretty much never spend any time at anymore anyway, and move in with your new superchub boyfriend. Now the only place he lets your gigantic rump waddle to anymore is between the fridge, the bed, the bathroom and the couch - he takes care of answering the door with your food deliveries. You’ve forgone even the most basic of oversized tank tops and sweatpants and are just lazed out on the couch in the 8XL overstretched fat guy briefs that barely contain your swollen fatpad and oversized fat pig rump.

He’s pulled you out of the real world and brought you into his hazy, obese, decadent life of hedonism and gluttony, and you’re never getting out. Not that you could ever want to. Who needs a gym and a normal life when you can rub fatpads with the 500lb fat man who quietly made you even fatter than he is.

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Grab me by my belly fat and tell me how much bigger you're going to make me

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Please please please let some witch cast a weight gain spell on me I dont even care why they did it, if they knew or if its punishment or something.

I just want to feel myself swell instantly, to feel all of me fill up. For my thighs to thicken and touch completely, To feel my arms puff up and push against the sleeves of my shirt, My ass pushing me up further and messing with my center of balance The new gut im growing to ride my shirt up And for my new udders to turn that shirt into a crop-top

To completely in a short bit go from light and spry to all heavy jiggle and lumbering

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things may seem bleak right now but fat transgender furry art has never been this accessible in human history so who's to say

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Oh, poor thing, you're so fat you can't get up from your seat? So stuffed you whine about your belly being tight and achy? So heavy it pins you to the couch and spreads your thick thighs apart? You need help standing up? Let me help. What are you saying? That you can't bend over anymore? Aww, poor thing.

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Okay but what if they were fatter

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Fattening someone up with the goal of making them so perfectly fuckable >>>>

Forcing rich, decadent treats and greasy, fatty meals between their desperate lips, both of you knowing that it only ends with those calories sticking to their already chubby frame, swelling them so helplessly with luscious lard

Watching them grow more docile and gluttonous as time goes on, finally giving up any resistance they once had to your incessant, constant feeding and depraved attempts to funnel them full of the most fattening concoctions you could conjure. Their eyes, once panicked at the sheer flow of calories pumping into them, now so relaxed and blissed as they gulp down mouthful after mouthful of the sweet shakes you seem to never stop pouring down the funnel they so eagerly wrap their fattened lips around.

Giving up any attempt at tying them up or restraining them, because you know they’re going to chug, chew, gulp, and swallow their way into temporary bondage anyways. Pinned to the couch by their swollen mound of a gut, panting and whimpering like they’ve just finished a workout, as if you’d ever let them expel that much energy on anything that isn’t inflating into your doughy toy.

Watching them make a total pig of themselves while your gaze pierces through them, dragging your fingers so gently along the swell of their stretchmark ridden underbelly. Knowing that your sweet pet making a pig of themselves today will make a wide, billowing cow of them tomorrow, next week, next month, next year. So desperate and needy for your touch. So enamored with everything you’re doing to them, with how you’re blowing them up with creamy fat, all for your pleasure. Making them so irresistible, so docile, so helpless, that you can’t help but press your body into theirs and sink into their expanding form. Having your way with them each and every time you lay eyes on your glutted plaything. Making them so perfectly fat, so perfectly fuckable.

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As much as I love direct praise ("good boy" "you did so well" etc.) soft teasing is a perfect form of degradation while maintaining the caretaker/helpless feedee dynamic. Words like, "look at how big you've gotten, you just can't stop eating, can you?" as they approach from behind, watching you try to pull a too-tight shirt over that ever-expanding frame. Hands tracing the stretchmarks on your gut and teasing you for how fast you're putting on weight. Grasping onto your fatpad and begrudging how hard it is to find your privates lately beneath all that blubber, even though having to dig between your fat thighs and overhang makes it so much more sensual. Or watching you workout, all that fat jiggling around and heavy breathing in a pathetic display of unhealthiness ("poor baby, you used to be so fit, but now you can't even manage one push-up").

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tummy autism is such a good term for it. like it's not always a sexual thing for me, im just real jazzed about tummies

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Hey, I just saw your post, and I have to say it seems obvious you're going to keep getting fatter.

I mean it's cute that you're acting like you don't already know it yet. You came to this fetish once, indulged, put on a few pounds, and tried to walk away, but you were never able to get back down to your old weight.

Now you're back because you can't help yourself from wanting more. That first time ruined you forever. You lost your cute, petite body, and you couldn't get it back. You never will. But something amongst the shame and embarrassment felt good. Beyond just the free indulge in good food. The feeling of being over-full The growth and new softness. Something indescribable. Something got stuck in your head. Now you're back here because you realize you need more. You need to see what it feels like to really be chubby, and then you'll need to feel what it's like to really be fat.

Gradually, you're going to ruin yourself. For now it's just 10 extra kg, because that won't be too much, just one more little experiment to get it out of your system. But by then 20 won't seem so far off... then 30... and so on. And you know - even when you try to shove it to the back of your mind - that the more you grow, the more you'll need to be satisfied. The more food it'll take to get that hedonistic, oddly-erotic, fully-indulged feeling that kept you from losing any weight. Each new milestone and you'll be deeper into the inescapable gluttony. You will never stop wanting more. You've already been ruined. Stop pretending you have any chance of being cute and skinny again. Just enjoy being the pig you've made yourself into.

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an insatiably horny fatass getting frustrated because they need to lift their belly to reach between their legs, which makes it nearly impossible to glut out and gorge while they pleasure themself. they’re beginning to notice it’s getting harder and harder to reach at all…

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Feedee who is too full to do anything but let you grind on their bulge while they sit back in their chair and cradle their belly 👀

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Nice moobs, can I suck on them?

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I endlessly adore how a feedee’s belly looks when you feed them so much that their stomach is literally straining against their skin. Protruding straight outwards, absolutely rock hard and sensitive to the touch. Your feedee not being able to do anything but whine miserably nonstop, not able to get a good full breath in because of how much their overfilled stomach is pushing their diaphragm into their lungs, so stuffed that they can’t even get any relieving burps out. Standing up isn’t even in the question.

There’s no way they could do anything. Just writhe and whine and wince in pain as you marvel at them, a strong sense of pride and arousal bubbling inside you as you realize you did this to them. There’s no way they would’ve gotten this debilitatingly stuffed on their own. They’re reduced to this pitiful state all because you pushed and overfed them well past their limit. And now you get to take such good care of the mess you’ve made them into…

There can’t be a more exhilarating feeling than that 😮‍💨

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fat people in crop tops

fat people in tight shirts

fat people in short shorts

fat people in tank tops

fat people in sheer clothing

fat people in bikinis

fat people in binders

fat people in everything