Hi, call me Celeste! I liked to be called alpha or pup, depends on the mood. Pronouns are she/they, I'm a Nonbinary lesbian so I may reblog majority women/femmes but always here for my queer and trans feedist. I will post my kinky thoughts here, but let this be known. This is an 18+ kink blog, and I do be re-blogging kinky shit. So, age in bio is a must or immediately block. I don't give a fuck how mature you think you are as a minor, if you're not a legal adult fuck off my blog and don't acknowledge my existence. Also this may be a kink blog but yes I will talk about fat politics and fat liberation on here.
Also Also, if yall don't know I'm black as fuck. So this will be a blog promoting black and brown feedists primarily cause I rarely see yall and yall are so beautiful and sexy 😍😘😏
DNI: Thinspo/ED/Incest/Waterplay or Bathroom play of any kind (scat, piss, farting)/Race play or fetish/Rape play or kink (I will not shame you if you have this kink but please DNI 😊)
Immediate block list: If you support any types of -ism (racism, sexism, classism, etc.) or phobias (fatphobia, queerphobia, transphobia, etc.) fuck right off. If you send me ANY unsolicited nudes (I care not your gender) blocked as well.
Now for the fun stuff:
All of my kink revolve around feedism and weight gain in some manner, so everything is connected to these two things:
Feedism, Soft-Feedism, Domestic Feedism
Weight Gain (magical, rapid, experiment gone wrong gimmie all that), Mutual Gain, Gender Affirming Weight Gain
Vore that results in weight gain Cannabalism
Breeding
FPreg/MPreg/NBPreg
Switch (Dom leaning)
Praise (Call me a good boy/girl/enby with consent)
Pet play (wolf or dog, cat, cow, bear)
Primal (Hunter)
Monsterfucking/Becoming the monster (especially werewolves)
Ovi (Not into this as much)
Hucow
Lactation
Praise
Light teasing
Wrestling
Biting/Marking/Claiming
Deification/God(dess) play/Worship
Roleplay
I'll add more when I think of more but enjoy my kinky little hovel!
I now proudly and gladly am the owner of @hunniehalo! She is the Morticia to my Gomez 🥰 That's the update, please send asks (I am begging for interaction at this point) and I bite with consent. On with the summer festivities!
you truly spoil me on here 😵💫🩷 "gushing"?? I dont think id have an ounce of strength to leave your side whenever we'd finish. now im sitting here rubbing my belly, imagining the day you *do* stretch me out with your babies. I have a feeling its gonna be soon
where else am I to spoil you, cara mia? Your whines make me throb and my blood boil. I have no choice but to breed you. You have bewitched me in all the entirety of your being. Keep rubbing that belly, soon as you get here for university, we can get you the family dorm plan. Because you'll be carrying my cubs and it's only the beginning of a very long for years.
it must be fucking breeding season because all I can think about is my thighs spread wide around my wife @hunniehalo fucking bloated belly and feeding her treats. Her brown eyes soft and gentle as I make her moo. I up the dildo vibrating in her pussy as a another macron enters her mouth. Soon, I can't take it anymore. I pounce her and take her from behind, taking out the dildo and shoving my t-dick inside. She'll feel so good. Her pussy wet and gushing and I'll slip out a couple of times. But I don't care. I like my girl loose, wet, gushing and messy. means she's having fun. Suddenly I feel my clit get engorged and I knot her. She'll whine and complain about me possibly knocking her up and I'll chuckle and remind her that's the point. Then to make up for breeding her, I'll feed her. Might as well get started on the prenatal weight gain.
*sigh.* I gotta breed this woman before I go crazy.
this the kind of fullness where my brain just shuts off and I feel veeeery cow-like. literally need a whole day where im pet, milked and bred. please dont let me feel empty even for a second ♡
I haven't been overly freaked out, nor have I written a longer post in a while, so to celebrate the great orgasm I just had, gonna go head and be horny lil sucker for a bit. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖
[cw: mentions of being bred and sliiiight cnc?]
Thinking about a scenario where I become a housecow owned by three dom feeders.
After recently becoming friends with one, I get invited to hang out at their place. They introduce me to their two roommates. After shaking hands, one stays in the living room to get to know me, while the third is busy in the kitchen. I can't help but get distracted by the smell of some sort of stew and what I believe to be brownie mix on the side. It smells amazing and I... could definitely eat.
As if to tattle on me, my belly growls loudly in the middle of a conversation. The roommate and my friend exchange concerned looks before asking when was the last time I've eaten. It's only been an hour and I half, I say. But deep down, I know a bag of chips and a Slim Jim wasn't a meal. I assure them I can make it til I go home. In fact, I've probably overstayed my welcome now and should get going.
But the moment I get up and start to gather my things, I feel a tug on my shirt by my friend. They insist I don't go yet. At least, not until I've had a proper meal. They claim the plan was to surprise me with a homemade dinner to welcome me into the family.
I lose track of time and I'm suddenly met with a large bowl filled with plenty of rice, steak, potatoes, and cabbage. I take a bite and exclaim to all three about how good this is. It was far better than what I'd whip up at home.
"Family" was... a little weird. But I didn't think much else of it. Maybe everyone here was just overly friendly.
They let me get a few more bites in before my friend offers to spoonfeed me themselves. In an attempt to not be rude and make things awkward, I let them. I'm not one to refuse being pampered.
I don't notice their roommate's hands gliding up and down my thigh for a while. I'm too focused on trying to finish all this food. The roommate unbuttons my jeans for me, claiming that they looked tight and I'd feel better with it undone. When did their hand even get under my top?
Their hand continues to make their way up my big, doughy belly and onto my breast. I let out a soft whimper as I feel myself getting fondled. They lean over, and before I can react, I feel their teeth biting down on my neck. I can't help but moan this time.
My legs naturally part, trying to make room for my growing gut but to also act as an invitation for more. All at once, I'm being stuffed, rubbed and bitten. It's enough to make my brain melt.
After two and a half bowls and a couple brownie slices, I'm a heavy, brain-foggy mess. I've been stripped to just my panties and I've been passed around for makeout sessions for quite some time. My friend eventually has enough, though, and pushes me on my back. They snicker to themselves as they investigate the growing wet spot I have down there.
"I always knew you were a silly cow just walking around pretending to be human," they say as they give my firm belly a good smack. "Fuck, you're huge. Wonder how much bigger you'd be with a calf or two in there."
"I bet she could hold four," a roommate chimes in. They look me up and down, probably fantasizing to themselves. I can see the growing bulge in their pants, too.
"We got you another surprise, big girl!" The third roommate returns to the room with a frilly pink dress and a collar to match in their hands. "We weren't sure about your size. This might be a little tight, but don't worry. We'll buy you another one if that's the case."
"I think she'd look cute with a little bow, too. What do you think, sweetheart?"
Right as I'm about to answer, I feel something vibrate between my legs. I look down to find my friend rubbing a toy against me, looking at me with a pleased expression. "Well? Give them an answer, cutie."
All I can muster is a nod. The tightness I feel in my tummy and the toy is far too much for me to handle.
"That's it, pet. Give in. Welcome home. We're so glad to finally have you."
Home? Wait, but...
As if one the roommates could read my mind, they bend down to kiss me and gently rub my belly. "Don't worry. We're gonna take good care of you. We'll make you forget what being empty feels like."
Please everyone I do need this 😔 even if I'm safe I don't have much? I want to live normally and get the help I need. Really need a truck so my mom can work and we can finally travel and I want a plane ticket to just live? Being homeless for 3 years stole alot from me and traumatized me. So please any donation could help. I can save it up and have hope that I have a reason to live. I want to know that I deserve to live. I'm more desperate than ever rn.
Sigh okay so I was told to tell the deadline so maybe that'll help. My friend is giving me up to a week or a few since she has her parents with her atm. She really wants me there to help her around the house (she too is disabled and need assistance. she will be living alone) her parents trust me to watch after her, I just need a plane ride there.
So I just need $500-$600 to find a ticket and buy some food on my way to texas (Orlando to Dallas texas) So if I can get that first, I might be able to help my mom get a truck later. I just need to be alone and be with my friend to help her around the house so I can at least heal. If I can get a plane ticket I would be so happy.
Again I have to a !!WEEK!! or I won't be able to go to her and I really want to, I want to get out of Florida.
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Asks welcome while I stuff my belly, help make me nice and fat tonight with praise or teasing or some light degradation 🐺🖤 DMs also welcome if you're 24+
pov: i ordered some ice cream, since my feeder homie sent the funds n i was VERY intimidated by the size n weight😳
it was bigger than my fucking hand . and im pretty sure it said it 8oz🫣
yup. you guessed it, i downed it all n now ive had a total of 4k calories today😭 and i wasn’t even trying!!
i feel so fucking bloated and stretched out . my belly is definitely growing n all ive been doing is smoking and stuffing my face while i have some downtime these past few weeks!
nooo, i havent weighed myself but thats bc the one i have isnt accurate! so im just like fuck it, im just gonna eat .
if you ever wanna send me 💰 for food feel free to dm me!! i wanna get to 215🫠
mmmm thinkling about being a hacker who sees a perfect target while tapping through unsecured webcams one day.
cute, curvy, a small belly peeking out from under her shirt. she doesn't know anyone's watching as she idly snacks on the open bag of chips on her desk. I decide to see how little prodding it takes for her to give in to indulging her every whim.
i start off by subtly influencing her social media feeds. delicious food and porn, side by side and one right after the other. she might notice something seems different, but the porn is welcome considering the selection of toys i had amazon 'misdeliver' to her house have been getting a lot of use.
once she's started associating her newly increased orgasm rate with food, it's time to start upping the portions. she gets her groceries delivered, so it's easy to make a few substitutions and editions. Extra-thick, honey sweetened yoghurt instead of her normal low fat brand. Her favourite diet soda was 'sold out' but luckily she's well stocked in the full sugar version.
she's sure she didn't add these bags of chips to the order, or this box of donuts, but the delivery guy shrugs and says they're free so it would be silly to throw them out.
i make sure the first thing she sees when she turns on her phone in the morning is something to turn her on and something to get her stomach rumbling. hot pancakes, oozing syrup. a plate stacked with greasy bacon and eggs with a mountain of fried potatoes. some upscale bakery showing off their latest cream stuffed pastries.
at this point i'll be tracking every like, every video she lingers on just a bit too long to know exactly what she'll be unable to resist. and it's such a coincidence that a coupon for that exact bakery appeared in her inbox just as she was looking at them. it's such a good deal, and it expires today, so it would be a shame not try all of the ones she's had her eye on.
doubling her order as it comes through is a simple, explainable glitch. still, most of these pastries won't be good tomorrow, so she might as well try all of them, it's not like she has to finish them all.
later that night, as she goes back to the fridge for the fourth time, she scoops the last blob of frosting up with a scrap of pastry and sighs. she's definitely getting a little softer around the middle, but she can't worry about that now - she's just found out she's lost her job by email. she's so lucky though, because later that day she gets offered a spot on a medical weed trial she can't even remember applying for. a few well placed changes on my part and she's getting paid to smoke up every day at home, fresh flower and vape carts carefully delivered every week.
the 'study' pays well, so why shouldn't she get most of her food delivered? she's too stoned to move most of the day anyway, and she has such good luck with ordering in lately, every restaurant seems to be throwing in free extra desserts and appetisers every time she orders.
that night, her large meat feast pizza (already more than she used to order) comes with garlic bread, wings, curly fries, soda and icecream and fist sized tubs of creamy sauces. you try and ask the delivery boy a question but he mumbles something about a promotion, and what, is she going to say no to free food?
as she sits down, she barely notices as i set the youtube on her tv to start a playlist of cute girls trying different fast food places, giggling as they took huge bites of rich, calorific foods.
the strain i picked out for her has already got her hungry and horny, so she flops down on the couch in her sweatpants and t-shirt. this shirt used to be loose on her, but it's definitely stretching tighter across her tits and slightly bulging stomach. she barely notices though, grabbing a slice of pizza and chugging soda straight from the bottle as her already hazy mind gets softer. she doesn't realise she's finishing what should be a meal for a family of four until most of it's gone.
her stomach feels uncomfortably tight, straining against the waistband of her now-tight sweatpants. she pulls the band down and her stomach springs out, angry red marks showing where it had bitten into her soft flesh.
my conditioning has been working, and she doesn't know why, but the feeling of her being so stuffed makes her pussy ache, and she slides a hand into her pants to find herself dripping wet. she starts playing with herself as she finishes the lst slice of pizza, forces a few more fries into her heavy gut. the more she eats, the better her fingers feel on her clit, her flabby brain well trained at this point to associate food with sex, being stuffed full with cumming what was left of her brains out.
she's on the edge now, but she's finished the food and even though her stomach is straining and sensitive she can't make herself finish without something to eat at the same time.
she's lucky she forgot to put the icecream in the freezer. she pulls the melted tub towards herself, too pinned under the weight of her bloated stomach to even lean over for it. the thick mix of cream, sugar, chocolate and caramel pour down her throat as she slowly begins to chug the mixture. her free hand is back between her legs, frantically fucking her needy pussy as her belly stretches beyond what she thought she handle. as the last of the icecream drips down her throat she cums, harder than she thinks she's ever come before.
she slumps back, too happy to care that she's surrounded by greasy pizza boxes and that there's melted icream smeared across her tits.
watching through her webcam, i'm already planning all the fun deliveries she's going to be getting in the next fes days.
