After wearing only leggings for the past month I decided to wear jeans today... I can not belive how much tighter they are. Soon I wont be able to button them. Or maybe after a long day of stuffing today the button will pop 😈
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After wearing only leggings for the past month I decided to wear jeans today... I can not belive how much tighter they are. Soon I wont be able to button them. Or maybe after a long day of stuffing today the button will pop 😈
April 2025- May 2026
FUUUCK i have a real gut now
I remember being told the old after picture would be a new before someday. I didn’t believe it at the time 🙃
What do I want? Well.. I mean..
For starters, I’d like to get you nice and comfortable, like on a comfy couch kinda vibe. Blankets, pillows, something nice on the TV. Then, I’d like to go get some of your favorite yummy treats and put them in front of you. Except instead of ‘some’ I mean ‘a lot’. And while you’re munching away, I wanna make — or go buy — your favorite meal(s), which I will happily serve to you while you keep relaxing. And when you’ve nearly finished that, and you’re leaned back into the cushions, starting to feel full, I wanna ask if I could get you some dessert; maybe ice cream? I’ll bring you a huge bowl, sprinkled with toppings, and some cookies; I know you didn’t ask for cookies but we do have a bunch of your favorite kind so.. It’s okay if you start slowing down as you fill up, just make sure you’re satisfied and are enjoying yourself. But keep going — I wanna start vocalizing some mock dismay over the size of your appetite; surely a girl can’t be this hungry, right? There’s no way you can really be such a glutton — presses on full tummy, eliciting a soft groan — you haven’t actually been this much of a greedy lil piggy, right? You must be hiding food somewhere, like under the couch.. right? It’s just not actually hard to believe you’ve really eaten all this food so far, and are still going. Oh, speaking of… getting so full it’s hard to keep lifting more yummyness up to your lips? That’s okay, I can help you. Just open your mouth and let me keep filling it with more bites — be the greedy, good girl we both know you are. I just wanna see you keep eating n’ stretching out your stomach til you’re about to burst is all.
I mean.. You do crave the feeling of being overfilled — knowing that deep, encompassing fullness is gonna lead to you gaining, getting fatter — you can’t help but get wet thinking about it. And I love that. I love enabling you, teasing you, praising you; it’s not my fault that your tummy looks so fucking good when it’s filled to the brim with calories.
It might be a little bit my fault that you’re so fat, though. Oops.
For my closing thoughts — after you’ve done all that hard work eating way more than a day’s worth of calories, I wanna play with you. It wouldn’t be any fun if I didn’t, right? I wanna feel that belly that you’ve done such a good job filling up for me. I’ll lay my hands on it, press on it, rub it; really just enjoy how heavy and firm your belly is, trying my best to help the fullness feeling that has you practically comatose. Of course, I’ll touch everywhere, not just the tummy. I wanna feel those fat thighs and hips, your titties, maybe your arms or that chubby neck. And your pussy. I’m going to make you feel really, really good. I’ll make you cum, as many times as I can. I’ll use my hands, I’ll use toys, I’ll fuck you. Breed you. I will make you feel so good, so much more than good, that you can’t wait to stuff yourself again for me. Knowing that every single time you do, I’m gonna make you feel a level of ecstasy that you can’t get ANYWHERE else — it’ll just be too tempting.
But ya know.. maybe definitely not really I could want something else.. just theorizing is all. Thanks for asking, cute stuff 😋
How was Taco Tuesday? Has that beautiful tank burst yet?
I don’t know how it hasn’t fucking exploded yet. You know even when I’m eating these I’m still getting full at 18 tacos. Like uncomfortably full. To get the next 6 down I really have to push myself to force them all down into my big stuffed gut.
But tonight the kitchen was closing so I said fuck it and bring me one more taco. It got brought out and I was struggling to gulp it down, I remember being too embarrassed though to ask for an entire extra taco at the end up not finish it.
I just ended up taking a big bite and chewing it without intending to swallow until finally a little belch would escape or I’d build up enough courage to gulp some down. It took over 7 minutes to eat that last tacos with how long my bites were.
But I fucking did it, holy shit 25 fucking tacos at this point. Why the FUCK am I EATING THIS MUCH!
I had to leave bent the fuck over and as soon as I got outside I started fucking groaning loud as fuck in the parking lot. I had to like I seriously felt my gut shaking and stretching if I walked too fast.
I had to lay my seat back a good bit just so I could sit in it because my big fat gut was so fucking full I couldn’t sit up straight. I wouldn’t be able to breathe if I did.
I’m typing this now still stuffed beyond belief, I can’t believe I actually cleared 25 tacos. At a restaurant in a booth! I just hope I don’t look like I’m struggling too hard when I’m on these last ones. I wonder if they can tell I’m maxed out but just see me struggling to force the rest of the food down anyway 😮💨
Also look how much my sides are bowing the fuck up now, after 25 tacos that most extreme side bulge I’ve seen on my gut so far. Bellies are supposed to swell up like that on the sides right? 😬
a bloated goth is a good goth
burping on fansly ^3^
Five years, two home office chairs, and 135 pounds separate these photos. Was looking back at some of my old photos and figured I would share this before and after.
The clothes I used to workout in have now become the clothes I stuff my belly in…. I love how this top has turned into a bra and my abs have turned into a chubby belly 😉
can't wait for taco Tuesday... eat up, big boy!
I did 21 tacos and 2 giant margs this time. I think 2 margs is good enough to not make me feel too sick but still got too bloated to get through them all. Fuck 25 may be a stretch goal after all.
God getting back to my car after all that I feel so fucking stuffed. Fuck I’m groaning over my fat stuffed gut cause I can feel all the food physically pushing my round belly out onto my lap 😩
Fuck I feel so fucking massive with how far my fat gut sticks out. All because I just shovel down food like an animal. Seriously my gut feels fucking gigantic after all that food. No one can miss how far my gut sticks out on my lap afterwards. Those tacos and margs just blow me the fuck up wtf 🥵
yall im kinda embarrassed abt this but i literally sat on my couch this morn and BROKE it.....
when i first sat down, i started hearing all these slight wood crackling noises but i just chalked it up to nothing, before i could even get up the, the legs collapsed 😭
I have been eating so much
We need to be real about how big you’re getting - the heaviest we’ve seen you so far. There’s a layer of fat over your abs, sloping down to a soft, round belly sitting in your lap. You’ve got a side roll and a double chin coming in.
You used to play around with a few pounds, putting on a little tummy and then going back to a flat stomach, but now, I’m not sure you’d find it so easy to work off that flab. You’ve blown right past that little pooch that most women have. And if you keep going, pretty soon you’re going to wake up with the realization that you’ve grown a potbelly.
Let’s face it. You’re getting fat.
this is so hot I reread it like 3 times 🥵 it's just so hot when my body is actually really truly getting bigger than ever and I don't plan on stopping any time soon I feel like I just started
Scenario
Would you be okay if I came stumbling home after happy hour looking like this?
I told you it was just gonna be a couple of drinks and I’d come home for dinner, but then that led to more drinks, and some appetizers, and then I might as well get an entree or two as well. Also some more drinks and then just the apps that are left. Me being so buzzed may have also got me to have the uber driver stop at McDonalds too.
Ugh you’re not mad right? That I’m coming home shit faced with my gut so bloated I can’t even suck it in. Baby I just kept eating and drinking and eating until I just ate so much my big fat BELLY couldn’t fit in my shirt anymore. My shirt buttons can’t wrap around the girth of my engorged GUT and I ate so much my pants blew out. I just lost control.
I was just insatiable baby you understand right? I promise it won’t happen all the time, I can’t keep stumbling back through the door fatter each time or eventually I’m not gonna fit through the door.
Would you scold me for coming home from the bar looking like this? For leaving in such a well dressed and professional looking way only to come back looking like a gluttonous drunk mess of a fat guy with his belly so big it can’t even fit in his clothes anymore? To see how I tried to fool everyone by looking so well dressed when deep down I’m a gluttonous hog. A gluttonous hog that spent a ton of time eating when he’s supposed to be eating when he gets back home.
Or would you punish me by toppling me onto the couch and then MAKE me eat 3 plates of the delicious dinner you spent so much effort on. Feeling my overtaxed stuffed gut, knowing that I’m packed to the brim with food. But you’re determined to make me regret my binge. Making me say I’m sorry over and over to you as you stuff me fuller and make me drink more as I beg you that I’m too full to eat anything else, but you just ignore my pleas and keep stuffing it in.
You’re teaching me a lesson, so I don’t get to say when the food stops. Only you do 😩
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.
I love it when a feedee starts getting a fat back😏
Seeing your t shirts just get filled out from the bottom up. Seeing you gradually just widen out. Taking up more space. Letting yourself get fat
Seeing your defined torso and slim curve of your sides become all fluffy and fat. Seeing your V Shape back gradually lose its shape, getting filled in with chunky rolls and back boobs overflowing onto flabby love handles that now kinda hang over your sides where your Defined waistline used to be.
The cutest thing of all is that you’ve let yourself get so chunky that now you’re even getting a chubby lil cute roll above your ass crack, and you almost have an orgasm when i grab at it x
I love how easy it is to get fat and how it’s soooo hard to get skinny again.
And the cute thing is that new feedee’s always ‘know’ that they’re different than the other girls on tumblr, that they’ve got willpower, that they can totally just lose the weight and go back to being skinny again
Aside from how hard it is to go from the constant pleasure of the fattening, spoiled, pampered feedee lifestyle -> Counting your calories, always being hungry, having to quit tumblr, constantly being exposed to the fast food joints on every corner.
But even if you do successfully lose 20 pounds, what then?
Your diet ruined your metabolism and now is just gonna fight to pack on the pounds faster than ever, and before long you’ll be back on tumblr, 10 pounds heavier than your previous highest weight.
It’s just so easy to get fat these days. But it’s ok to be fat, almost everyone is getting fat now. It’s ok, just loosen up your belt for me and get comfortable while i order your favourite food, ok?
CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS