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[m0ttif-cool-deactivated20260510]

Make me THIS

Wide.

Huge.

Big.

Enormous.

Fatter!

[weetathiccs]

A fat camp where you can only leave after gaining 100lbs. After stuffing yourself silly for weeks on end, pushing past all your limits, you’ve finally done it; there’s the door. But as you waddle through something stops you. You try again, but your waist is caught. Those new wide jiggling hips, the big round butt you’ve gained: they can’t fit through the door frame. You hear laughter, and feel a resounding swat as a slap on the rump sets your new fat in motion.

“So pleased you’ve decided to stay a little longer. Don’t worry, there’s a simple solution to your predicament.”

You sink to your knees, still stuck, as a trough is pulled toward you. “Just eat til you burst the frame. We’ll keep you entertained in the meantime.”

You feel a pleasant buzzing behind, as you pitch face first into the trough.

🤤

[cowgirl77667]

Plz degrade me for being fat in my dms 🥺 need a reminder of what a worthless cow I am

[bigrbelly]

So I'm around 6k calories into a stuffing, I may need some encouragement to finish the rest of my snacks (total calorie count around 8k), if I do finish it all I'll post some belly, but my like 10 followers gotta help me out.

[bigrbelly]

So minor update: I could not finish it all, so no belly, maybe later though if I decide to chug a second two liter of soda today.

[bigrbelly]

I'm really bad at being convinced to eat more, I need someone to force more food into my mouth until I can't chew and then pull out a funnel to make sure I'm packed as full as possible.

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[pillowforprincess]

The view of you laying on your side is my favorite. The edge of your belly sagging off the couch. Your stretch mark riddled skin pulled taut doing everything it can to keep it close to you. You’re so lazy after that stuffing you just needed to lay down for a moment. Almost falling asleep. Strained breathing and occasional burps sending small but consistent ripples through your entire mid section. I’m on my knees on the floor facing it. Pressing my face into your crater of a belly button. Rubbing my hands all over to aid your digestion. To make room for more.

[laylafeeds-deactivated20260505]

I want you to be a PIG this weekend. Do everything I say. Obey.

Eat everything your little heart desires. Answer every craving with more food. I want you nice and full at every opportunity PIG.

Be nice and lazy for me. Only get off the couch for more food, nothing more.

I want your swelling gut exposed. You’ll eat shirtless, or at the least with your shirt pulled up. “Oh my family” or “oh my roomate” Did I ask fatass? You’ll do as I say.

Fattening up is your purpose now. Your life should revolve around food. About laziness. Greed. Being a complete and utter PIG at all times.

I want my inbox full of fat, stuffed GUTS today, is that understood PIGS?

If you oinked, that means you’re a good PIG.

[thedeathfeedistshandbook]

At what point is it too much? At what point will you say nope we've gone too far?

When even getting up from the bed leaves you breathless? No

When everyone else around you is worried about your rapidly expanding waistline? No

When you've outgrown all your clothes for the 3rd time this year? No

When driving simply becomes an impossibility because your belly is simply too big to fit behind the wheel? No

When the doctor tells you that, you're clogging up your arteries one greasy filled mouthful at a time? Still no

Truth is it's simple, you can't stop and won't stop, you might protest a little here and there, maybe even decide to change your ways but it is inevitable, you're going to continue to gain because maybe you like the feeling it gives you in-between your legs, or rather maybe it's because my approval is what actually makes you feel that way, and you'll do anything for it, including ruining your body even further than it already is all, eagerly scoffing down high calorie meal after high calorie meal and washing them down with double cream and weight gain shakes.

And what will I say to that? Good piggy, have another!

[kismetslut]

dream date: you get down on all fours and eat an entire cake while i tease you for being such a greedy piggy 💋

[cowgirl77667]

Plz degrade me for being fat in my dms 🥺 need a reminder of what a worthless cow I am

[plushcow]

i loveeeee attention for being a fat food slut 🫦

[moomoomaruu]

how you just gonna scroll & ignore THE Smokey???

[laylafeeds-deactivated20260505]

I want you to be a PIG this weekend. Do everything I say. Obey.

Eat everything your little heart desires. Answer every craving with more food. I want you nice and full at every opportunity PIG.

Be nice and lazy for me. Only get off the couch for more food, nothing more.

I want your swelling gut exposed. You’ll eat shirtless, or at the least with your shirt pulled up. “Oh my family” or “oh my roomate” Did I ask fatass? You’ll do as I say.

Fattening up is your purpose now. Your life should revolve around food. About laziness. Greed. Being a complete and utter PIG at all times.

I want my inbox full of fat, stuffed GUTS today, is that understood PIGS?

If you oinked, that means you’re a good PIG.

[laylafeeds-deactivated20260505]

It’s time to embrace being fat.

You’re not the fit athlete anymore. Muscular gym guy. Toned gym bunny. You’ve gotten chubby. And there’s no stopping now.

The gym is for fit people like me. You belong on the couch, surrounded be snacks. Mindlessly watching tv as you binge on nothing but empty calories.

Your belly pushing further and further over your waistband. Love handles poking out. Ass pressing against seams on your pants.

People will be confused. A fit hottie like me walking around next to a pig like you. My toned tummy on display. Your fat belly hanging out.

A perfect example of our contrast.

So go on pig.

EAT.

Make mommy happy🥰

[laylafeeds-deactivated20260505]

I’m in the mood to fatten someone up.

Put plate after plate of delicious fattening food in front of them.

Watch them swell up from all of my cooking and treats I’ve been feeding them.

Sit at home and rub their belly while I tell them what a good fatty they are.

Come back home from work, the gym, or the store and find them in a food coma on the couch. Empty wrappers all around. Chocolate stains on their belly and lips. Just a big fat mess.

Watch as they swell up while I maintain my perfect figure. The fat to my fit.

Now if only I could find mine.