My feedee tendencies have completely taken over.. I love losing all self control and keep force feeding my gut past its limits with the heaviest foods 🥵🐷 even after stuffing my belly with two large pizzas I couldn't resist the urge to try my incredibly fattening 3000 calorie shake 🥴 my poor stomach ended up getting so round and bloated 🎈
I know i keep saying this, but like… im *fat,* y’all.
Recently, probably without anyone noticing, I took the section of my bio out that had my start and goal weights. It was a weird moment for me, just dipping my toe into the 300s, knowing I wanted to be bigger but being terrified of the number and what it meant to be bigger and heavier than ever before, and to keep going. It still thrills me and scares me in varying degrees now — im eating whatever I want this vacation, right, and … I don’t know if im just imagining it. But regardless im feeling the extra weight, whether it’s the same that I already put on or new pounds since I stopped keeping track. Feeling where like, when I bend over I feel my belly press against my thighs. I feel round, thick, just. Big, all over. I jiggle so much. My thighs… y’all my thighs are CHUBBY. They’ve always been massive but they’ve got this super soft layer of pudge all over them now :)
Anyway, here’s me in some slouchy clothes — you know, so I can try to ignore how snug my leggings have been feeling.
(Part of me is always imagining the day these stretchy pants are too tight for me to wear anymore, of course.)
My bf laid his head on my tummy earlier. I asked him if he was comfy and it was a resounding yes. He knows that I enjoy being fat, but he doesn't really participate in the kink with me. However, I think he is a feeder subconsciously. He's always making sure I eat and he usually buys me food; he even knows all of my preferences and doesn't typically have to ask me what I want in my order. I feel so spoiled 🥺