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"Stop rubbing it," like he's not the one constantly showing it off hoping for some praise and touches. It's okay to just like you belly, Lud.
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I can’t take baths either. It’s a serious SERIOUS struggle to get back up. I always wish there was a rope so I can pull myself up. lol
I’ve always loved taking baths but rarely do anymore because it is such a workout at 350lbs. And I barely fit anymore (belly finally touches both sides of the tub 🥵), I ended up flooding half my bathroom trying to clean between all my rolls and folds.
The feeling of soaping up your own big, fat belly and slipping half your forearm under there to get everywhere clean? Amazing
It will be a sad, sad day when I’m finally too big to bathe in a standard sized bath at all anymore
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I have a tattoo that’s totally destroyed by my growing overhang.
As an inked fat guy...
Tattoos warping as the skin they're on stretches and grows with fat. Images distorting as the picture of you expands to funhouse-mirror proportions.
Stretchmarks running them like train tracks cutting through untamed landscape.
Further proof of your glutton-induced ruination
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I wish
Toxic feeder appreciation
Feeders who tell you you need to lose weight as they swap out your diet sodas for full fat bottles, your protein shakes for bulk gainer, and pack as much grease into your 'healthy' meals as they can. Getting off on how upset you are when the scale reads that much higher than it did the week before and knowing they're going to ruin you forever
Feeders who don't let you lift a finger, breaking down your independence by catering to your every gluttonous desire before you even know you have it. Lulling you into complete lazy dependency until before you know it you're a bed bound blob guzzling down anything they put in front of you
Feeders who see you as nothing but a vessel for fat. Who make sure you know you don't matter at all outside of the piles of lard cascading down your body. That you exist purely to eat yourself into obscene immobility and beyond for their pleasure
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This is what I struggle with all the time and I’m always in my own head about it.
Not certain but I think the girl sat next to me on the train tonight took a picture of me? Presumably because I’m (really) fat and was taking up some of her seat. Kinda very shitty thing to do to someone though. I get that it’s annoying having to sit next to someone big and be closer then you’d like but she saw the size of me and chose to sit there anyway :/
I love being fat but felt so ashamed in the moment. Having this kink and being in the community makes it easy to forget that the majority of ppl find fat anything but attractive, and ridicule you for it
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I read this and… omfg u got excited 🥵🍆
I’m getting so, so big…



… what am I doing to myself?
I’m over 350 pounds. I’m also only 5’7”. If I were 160lbs I would be overweight. At my height obesity begins at 190lbs. And I’m over that by more than 160lbs. I have the weight of an obese man and an overweight man on my frame. Constantly. My bmi is 55. I’m super morbidly obese. I’m only 24 years old.
[maybe don’t read further if you don’t like the darker side of feedism. I talk about the struggle and impact, etc. of obesity past this point]
My body is under duress. My health is being affected by this immense weight.
My knees and back ache. At rest. They scream doing anything physical. The slightest exertion drenches me in sweat. Like I ran a marathon. As if I could even run.
A shift has happened. Probably in the past 20lbs. My size is constantly in the way now. I’m a fat person. A really fat person. It defines me.
I don’t even entertain the notion that I can buy clothes in person anymore. XXL is so tiny on me. I have to sift through tacky “big and tall” websites, hoping to find anything with some flair or style to it. Unable to distract from my size, I look for things that complement it rather than drape over it. Like a tarp.
Chairs are a constant problem - Will it hold me? Will I FIT? Oh god what if it has arm rests? Car seatbelts are a gamble. Every uber is Russian roulette with public humiliation. I’ll soon need an extender. Every time.
And I waddle. Slowly. I’m always lagging behind. Lungs working too hard to maintain a conversation and walk. It’s pathetic.
Showers have become tiring, even with the help of a wand. A rag on a stick. Things are bad when you need to lay down for a few minutes after bathing. Stop the sweating, the pain, the thumping heart.
My anatomy is obscured under hundreds of pounds of fat. I’m becoming useless. Sacrificing biological function for fat. There are parts of my body I’m no longer able to reach with ease. Soon at all.
My body is disfigured by fat. A funhouse mirror distortion. I don’t even know how big my belly is around anymore. My tape measure only goes up to 60”. 5 feet and I outgrew it.
I’ve become a public spectacle. Not the fattest person a stranger has ever seen, not yet. But noteworthy, a point of ridicule. Of perverted interest. Perhaps lust if they’re part of this world.
Any normal person would take any one of these signs as a wake up call. Begin to lose weight. Actually - they would never let it get so bad as to reach this point. I’m beyond saving. The point of no return is in the rear view.
And I love it.
I’ve always been fascinated by fat. For as long as I can remember. It’s a beautiful thing. And part of that beauty, for me, is in the struggle of it. If it was easy, or painless, I don’t think I would be so taken by it. The sacrifice makes it all the more sweet.
I know the darker side of feedism, death feedism isn’t for everyone, but for me it’s the reality, I don’t want to shy away from it, pretending a 55 bmi is fine.
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Yeah, I’m into some real dark, messed up stuff*
* you jiggling my belly and calling me fat 🥺
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I love playing with my massive belly but 350lbs is far, far too small. I need to be so heavy I can’t escape it, so big I’m constantly aware of how it’s affecting my life. I need to feel the pull on my back whenever I’m standing, and the ache in my knees. Not just sometimes, but constantly
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This guy made me 🍆💦 four times in the past two months. 🤷🏽♂️ What can I say?


Been overfilled for the last 48 hours. I LOVE the feeling of my belly being fuller than full. The best „pain“ in the world.❤️
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Fuuuck me! 😵💫🥵🍆
More slowmo, not really from below. I‘m still way too skinny but I‘m gonna order 3 pizzas tonight so soon, that won‘t be a problem anymore!:3
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This 500 pound hog is always checking himself out. He can't stop squeezing those moobs in the mirror... If he's really feeling himself he might start to jiggle a bit ❤️
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Fat men, it is your duty towards society to wear shirt sizes too small so that the general public can see your belly hang out beneath the hem.
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Happy wiggles & creaking chairs?
Sounds like @kinghanzo enjoys another ice cream session!🥰
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I mean…y‘all probably already know that I love masturbating (who doesn‘t lol)
But the fact that my belly is in the way NO MATTER what position I‘m in, makes me want to masturbate even more… Until I need toys to reach down there.
A magic wand stuffed between my fatpad and d*ck for example…SO LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS DAY🥵
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you’ve been looking fucking huge🤤 weight check?🫣
I‘ve also been feeling fucking huge lately! I appretiate it!🤭🥰
Uhmm currently at 506lbs according to my poor lik scale🫡
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