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[shandongcalvette]

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[socoje]

Automatic Bowl Feeder make let the springs stand upright

[tiancifertilizermachine]

In modern agricultural production, the quality and form of fertilizer have a crucial impact on the growth of crops. As a kind of efficient granulation equipment, Fertilizer Granules Compaction Machine is widely used in compound dry powder granulation. This paper will introduce the working principle, technical characteristics and how to ensure the high efficiency and safety of the production process.

Working principle

The working principle of Fertilizer Granules Compaction Machine is to force the dry powder material to be compressed by mechanical pressure. The material is added from the top of the equipment, degassed and helical prepressed, and then entered between two equal rolls. The two rolls rotate relative to each other, biting the material into the roll gap for compression. In the rolling process, the actual density of the material can be increased by 1.5 to 3 times, so as to meet certain strength requirements. The extruded finger mass enters the crusher and is broken by rotating knife row. The broken material enters the granulator and parts of the powder enter the Rotary Screening Machine and Vibration Screening Machine for screening. The qualified product is sent to the finished product bin through the conveyor, while the powder under the screen material is sent back to the raw material bin through the conveyor for secondary roll pressing.

Technical characteristics

The technical characteristics of Fertilizer Granules Compaction Machine are reflected in the following aspects:

1.No additives: The material is compressed by mechanical pressure, without adding any wetting agent, to ensure the purity of the product.

Direct granulation: dry powder is directly granulated without subsequent drying process, which is conducive to the connection and transformation of the existing production process.

High particle strength: through the rolling process, the strength and bulk proportion of particles are significantly improved, especially suitable for increasing the bulk proportion of products.

Wide adaptability: suitable for a wide range of raw materials, particle strength can be freely adjusted according to different materials, to meet different production needs.

High degree of automation: feeding and feeding device (Uniform Feeder) adopts variable frequency stepless adjustment control, which can realize one person and multiple machine control, low labor intensity and long-term continuous operation.

Security guarantee

Fertilizer Granules Compaction Machine is designed and operated in a variety of ways to ensure the safety of production:

Safety operation provisions: the operator must be professionally trained and familiar with the structure, performance and operation methods of the equipment, as well as possible failures and emergency measures.

Equipment inspection: Safety inspection is carried out before each use, including but not limited to the various components and control systems of the equipment.

Emergency stop device: The equipment is equipped with an emergency stop button, so that it can be stopped quickly in the event of abnormal conditions, to protect the safety of operators and equipment.

Automatic control: Through intelligent control system, real-time monitoring of key parameters on the production line to ensure the stability and safety of the production process.

[diniidjarin]

noticing a marked decline in fandom related posts on my blog this past month and while one might reasonably conclude this is simply because i am, as the kids say, between fixations, there is no small amount of signs that i gotta focus. i'm shifting into my government mandated rzucić to wszystko i wyjechać w bieszczady mode

[all-purpose-dish-soap]

im not sure what it ia, but i LOVE the little remora. i love it i love it i lvoe it

it makes me insane id love to groom ghosts scales, and everyone elses scales. i want to clean soap up, even if he see's poor ol remora as a toy to play with, i just wanna scrub them all up!

(i love this already. i love mer's)

the more shark mer Ghost pushes you away the more you wanna take care of him so so bad <3

you find yourself pouting a lot at Ghost’s surly attitude, darting up and down his big scarred body, as he tries to nap. tries to, but can’t.

it has nothing to do with you. he has these bouts of insomnia. but they make his temper real short.

regardless! you insist he needs to let you groom him. it’s been days. you get twitchy when he makes you skip your daily grooming with him. the rituals. the rituals are intricate.

“i’m trying to rest, you little pest,” he growls. "come back later. or not at all."

you tell him (tartly) that he said that yesterday and the day before.

“i meant it then and i mean it now. go away before i decide to chase you off.”

like he would. he hardly exists during the day as anything but a grumpy seafloor log. you swear you’ve seen bottom-feeders start nibbling on him he’s so inert.

(nibbling on him is your job.)

you settle down on the sand next to him on your stomach. you don't touch him yet, but he's just within reach. you stare at his pale, scarred sharkshin with bright eyes, practically vibrating in place.

he can feel your eyes on him. worse—he can feel the impatient flicking of your tail fin agitating the water as you stare at him. how can such a small creature be so terribly full of want, he wonders. your anxious energy is like too much salt in his gills.

“i will bite you," he warns. “i’m not in the mood.”

rationally, you know he doesn't like to be touched sometimes, no matter how you insist he'll feel better once he's clean. and still your anxious mind won't calm down until you're absolutely sure you've made yourself useful.

you lay your palms on the silt, fingers inching silently closer to him.

he growls, low and dangerous. the one that means he’s run out of patience and is about to make good on his threats.

you jolt and flatten yourself against the sand in instinctive submission. you’re not a threat, see? you’re harmless. you’re basically just a little piece of seaweed, c’mon.

your instant compliance does nothing to calm him. if anything, the sight of your immediate surrender drives him to double down.

he grabs you by the by the nape of your neck and lifts you up to eye level. “i warned you not to touch me.”

your stupid little heart leaps because all his attention is on you now. you want to wrap your hands around his eagerly, want to reach out and touch his chest. but you can only get close enough to skim his chest with your clawtips.

the sensation only makes him tense.

you quickly bring your hands in and wring them, trying to stop being a bother. "please can i—"

he glares down at you, teeth bared. “no,” he snaps. cold, firm, immediate.

but the more he tries to repel you, the more desperately you want to please him. to get back into his good graces. you feel every bit the creature full of anxiety and neuroses he thinks you are--always trying to figure out how to feel useful and stay on the other mers' good side.

he can see that in your eyes—the desperate need to be useful. it’s what he hates most about you. he can't stand how compliant you are at this moment. how desperate. how eager you are to please even after he's been nothing but cruel to you.

he squeezes you. your body thrums nervously in his grip.

“you little parasite. what part of ‘don’t touch me’ is so hard for you to understand?”

all of it. you stare up at him with big, blank eyes.

“you can't get the simplest instructions through your thick skull, can you?"

you shake your head (kind of, best you can) in his grip as a shameless display of agreement. he’s right, you’re stupid. so stupid.

Ghost scowls. eager, willing to degrade yourself at the smallest fucking thing.

"don't tell me you're getting off on this.”

okay! you won’t.

at that, you see the look in his eye shift from anger to something more devious. your response is so quick and willing that he can't help but smirk.

of course. of course you’d comply. no matter how hard he pushes, how cruel he is, you simply ask for worse. you're a little masochist. a nuisance. worse, you’re his nuisance. you insist on being around him, on seeking him out every bloody day.

he tolerates your presence. that's more than anyone else gets. and you take the precious little patience he gives you and wear it threadbare??

he can’t abide that. he can’t let your audacity go unchecked.

"look at you," he hisses. "eager to debase yourself at the first sign of anger. don't you think that's just pathetic?"

you nod enthusiastically.

mindless creature. willing to let him treat you any way he wants if it means attention. pitiful.

"say it," he growls.

you do. you happily tell him you’re pathetic.

“that you are. finally, something sensible out of that pretty mouth.”

you’re wired—fucking blitzed at the mere implication of good girl in his tone.

“and you're my little parasite. mine to do with as i please."

your whole body wants to curl in delight, your tail twisting like an eel in the sand below you as he eases you onto your back.

his eyes rake over you. you are the picture of obedience and submission, all pinned down and ready.

“look at you,” he rasps. “so desperate to please me. you’d do anything i tell you right now, yeah?”

yes. yes. anything.

he leans in and puts his mouth to your ear. "then let me sleep."

then he’s gone.

you lay in the sand in blank, sexually charged confusion.

by the time you slap your tail into the sand to twist yourself up into the water, half-flustered and hot-tempered, you see the ends of Ghost’s chewed-up tailfins disappear into his favorite dark cave.

before you can give chase, the familiar shape of Soap passes overhead, and he's chuckling as he dives down to you.

Soap’s grin widens as he watches your face cycle through frustration, confusion, and irritation.

you can’t believe Ghost would do that to you.

“of course he’d do it,” Soap says. he saw the whole thing.

you bluster and he coos a little teasing sympathy at you, ushering you up into his arms instead. poor wee cuttlefish, he calls you. lays it on thick because he knows you're looking for a place to expend all that pent up energy now.

he whisks you away somewhere more private so you can tend to him instead. groom him all you want. tell him your troubles. maybe let him make good use of your compliant nature. he tells you it’s a good way to make Ghost jealous.

meanwhile, Ghost is finally able to snooze contentedly, dreaming of you, maybe. he does owe you a little thanks for that small catharsis you gave him.

...

more mer au / more Ghost / masterlist tag

[socoje]

Vibratory bowl feeder make products turn around automaticly

[hungry-and-hornyyyyy]

My deepest fantasy is to never stop getting fatter, i want to lie around all day stuffing myself until i cant move. I want to live to get fatter, i need a dedicated dominant feeder who will force, tease and encourage my overindulgence. I want to break doctors scales, every year appointment turning up bigger each time, easily gaining over 100 pounds over each visit. I want to be humiliated, forced to wear too tight clothes because I've outgrown plus size clothes sizes, my enormous double belly slapping heavily against my equally jiggling thighs. The ripply of my growing rolls all over my body sends me crazy, the fat that so naturally shapes my bloated body turns me on like nothing else. I want you to tease me for being a lazy fat fuck pig, knowing every word edges me on. Force feed me weight gain shake whilst setting a vibrator between my legs, not letting me come until i finish every last drop. I will literally devote my whole life to only getting fatter. Im addicted, it turns me on so badly. This horny piggy is desperate

[listentoace]

If that was the mild version, what's the more intense version?

My feeder bucket list (more intense version):

Get a feedee from normal weight to immobility within a year

Put a feedee onto a 24/7 live stream, spending every donation on fattening her

Wrecking her brain with extremely high dopamine levels with dozens of forced orgasms, getting her severely addicted to porn & food with no way back

Adding enzymes, hormones, and other supplements for breaking down muscles, adding fat, keeping her horny, fucking with her brain, and making her addicted

Tying her up for months to get rid of any muscles and speed up immobility

Connecting a vibrator to a feeding tube that vibrates whenever she drinks weight gain shake

Giving her an IV that directly adds fattening substances to her bloodstream, also to circumvent fullness

24/7 monitoring, extreme pleasure when hitting calorie goals (30k+ a day), extreme pain when failing

Never allowing her to cum until she is immobile to keep her desperate and compliant

Literally counting how many days it takes to go from perfect health to diabetes, high blood pressure & cholesterol and a heart attack

Edging her with a vibrator buried under her fat while only fucking skinny girls in front of her. Everytime a girl cums, she'll get another 2,000 calories. Everytime I cum, another 5,000 calories.

Sell her pussy/whore her out to anybody who wants to fuck her. It's not like she can do anything against it and isn't desperate for pleasure and cock

24/7 porn and hypno tracks because her mind isn't broken enough yet

Monitoring brain activity until there is more activity while she is asleep than when she is awake

Use her to flood feederism platforms with extreme & hot content, using all the money to only fatten her more. It'll be the most insane, rapid gain ever

And that's just the more intense version...

I actually don't know if I can post my extremest, darkest thoughts on here. Maybe I'll make an audio about them if you're interested

[bestanimal]

Round 1 - Phylum Mollusca

(Sources - 1, 2, 3, 4)

The second largest phylum, Mollusca contains over 76,000 living species and somewhere between 60,000 and 100,000 extinct species, including the ammonites and helcionelloids. Living groups include the chitons, solenogasters, caudofoveates, cephalopods (octopuses, squids, cuttlefish, nautiloids, etc.), scaphopods, gastropods (slugs and snails), and bivalves.

Molluscs are highly diverse, living on land, in freshwater, and in saltwater, where they comprise over 23% of all named marine organisms. The most diverse molluscs are the gastropods which comprise over 80% of known molluscs. Due to their high diversity, the only things most molluscs have in common are a soft body composed almost entirely of muscle, a mantle with a significant cavity used for breathing and excretion, the presence of a radula (bivalves excluded), and the structure of their nervous system.

Many molluscs are endangered due to collecting and killing individuals for their meat and/or decorative shells.

Propaganda under the cut:

Cephalopods are one of the (if not the) most neurologically advanced of all invertebrates and are capable of using tools, solving puzzles, and play.

Masters of camouflage, many cephalopods can change color, shape, and texture to hide from predators, sneak up on prey, and communicate with each other

The largest molluscs are the Giant Squid (Architeuthis dux), with 12–13 m (39–43 ft) long females and 10 m (33 ft) long males, and the Colossal Squid (Mesonychoteuthis hamiltoni) which is estimated between 10 m (33 ft) and 14 m (46 ft) long. The Giant Squid has much longer tentacles, but the Colossal Squid is heavier, reaching a mass of at least 495 kilograms (1,091 lb). The largest specimens of Colossal Squid, known only from beaks found in sperm whale stomachs, may perhaps weigh as much as 600–700 kg (1,300–1,500 lb).

Mollusc shells make up most of the “seashells” washed ashore, and are created by the animal via secretions of chitin and conchiolin from its mantle edge. Not all molluscs have shells (ex: nudibranchs) and for some, the shell is internal (ex: cuttlefish). Mollusc shells come in many beautiful colors, shapes, and sizes.

Most molluscs have eyes, and all have sensors to detect chemicals, vibrations, and touch. Of the phyla we have covered so far, their senses are the most developed.

Conchs can look at you like this:

(Source)

All cone snails are venomous, and some of the larger species are some of the most venomous animals in the world. Even though some species’ stings are fatal to humans, their sophisticated venom has saved lives through its use in neurological research.

Humans don’t just use mollusk meat and shells, but also luxuries like pearls, mother of pearl, Tyrian purple dye, and sea silk. As stated above, many species are now endangered due to human use, but some are farmed for their meat, pearls, and shells. The farming of bivalves is more ecologically-friendly than the farming of chordates as, rather than create waste, bivalves like mussels and oysters actually clean the water.

As filter-feeders, bivalves are natural water filters. A single 5.08 cm (2 inch) clam can filter up to 10-12 gallons of seawater a day. They can even filter microplastics out of polluted water.

The largest bivalve is the Giant Clam (Tridacna gigas) which can weigh over 200 kilograms (440 lb), measure as much as 120 cm (3.11 ft) across, and have an average lifespan in the wild of more than 100 years.

Cover your ears, kids. Terrestrial slugs, which are hermaphroditic, have some of the most intimate sex on the planet. A pair of slugs will suspend from a chord of mucus, heads down, and intertwine their bodies in a tight spiral. They will then evert their penuses and entwine them as well, exchanging sperm while hanging in midair. Slug porn, narrated by Sir David Attenborough, for your viewing pleasure.

[shandongcalvette]

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[paddlescuddlesbubblesgurgles]

I watch your soft, graceful hands unscrew the clasp for the milkshake machine hose. 

Daintily, elegantly your fingers dance across the metal rings, your long pretty nails clatter against it. 

My stomach twists. I’m unsure if it’s because I’ve drank so much creamy dessert already, or if the mere sight of my feeder preparing to completely overfill me has me nervous. 

Next, she moves a chair underneath the machine. The hose isn’t very long.

I sit beneath it. The chair creaks and groans in protest. I’m already very fat you see. 

She slides the hose into my mouth. Maybe a bit too far, like to my throat. My tongue eagerly squishes and molds around it to allow this new straw to rest where it belongs. The metal is cold. It’s not meant to be directly in someone’s mouth. It’s unsanitary, obscene, hedonistic, taboo. 

One of her hands rests on my face, she’s looking into my eyes as I finally get what I want. Her grasp slowly, softly, kindly drops lower. Over my large double chin and then my chest, and my flabby, heavy gut. Her pointed nails threaten to scratch my delicate skin.

The other hand rests on the switch. I am at her mercy. She flips the lever. The machine turns on. The whirring and droning of the motor fills the room as it vibrates slightly. The hose stiffens in my impatient mouth. I don’t even have to suck before it starts filling me. 

I start gagging, and struggle slightly. I’m drooling around the nozzle. Thick, creamy, basic vanilla.  So much vanilla.

[socoje]

Handle vibration bowl feeder with visual inspection

[gilverrwrites]

Spicy* / Smutty**

Pre-2023 Master-list

I Don't Fall, I Fly Fluffy Headcanons One Bed Trope** Best friends to lovers** Memorable** Sex on the phone; beats orgasming alone** Meet Ugly Fake Dating A/C Teasing in public* Hands* Boxers First time vibrator (on him)** Pillow Princess** Ruined Mascara BirdFlash 3-Way** Clit slapping**

Asks:

X-ray** Make some noise** Sibling is dating Black Mask Railing Jasons BFF* Sionis!Reader: the forgotten child

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Coming out of retirement What I don't understand Meet Ugly [Part 2] Fake Dating First time vibrator (on him)** Seduction** Personas** Tan Lines* Teasing in public* Being interupted by the kids Character headcanons NSFW Alphabet** Clit slapping** Subby** Sex Pollen*

Asks:

X-ray** Roman Sionis' ex wife**

Say His Name* P2: Call me Tim** Dream a little dream of me** A kiss for the caged bird** Ice Cream Teasing in public* Boxers Fake Dating Orange-tiled shower Clit slapping**

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X-ray** Praise,** P2** Kink Headcanons** Sionis!Reader: Academic Rivals to lovers P2

Hands** Paddling Pool Teasing in public* First time vibrator (on him)** Clit slapping**

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X-ray** Pining

Gotham Men in bed** Fake Dating senarios with the birds and the bats Meet Uglies Bat Feeder Dickies Mom has got it goin' on (Wally West/BatMom) WIP Dump**

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