Gettin Chubby

Sw: 98 Cw: 125 Female, 24

[amberstubby]

Psa: Dont call me pig

I dont like being degraded 👍🏼

I much more like soft feedism and encouraging

Thats it also no blank accounts dming me i wont answer

[meowpuptummy]

fat puppies playing in matching thongs 🐾🩵 @feedistbaby

[hungrilywrathfulsabotage]

Packing it away 🥴

[feedistwerewolf]

[fufufeedee]

POV im sitting on top of you after eating myself a few pounds heavier and you can feel it turning to fat as I play with myself 💛

[devilishjade]

I just love before and after

[amberstubby]

Pizza+Soda=

[bellyaz]

Neuron activation

[growingellex]

Sooo guess what.

FeedeeMedia is owned by a management company. Among other things I’m sure, they’re basically looking to automate model interactions, aka you’ll be talking to AI in DMs and not real people. They’ve paid to hide their owner name, they’ve built themselves an entire platform with AI slop, this is round 2 with the same exact design they’ve used before. They’re using models photos without permission to advertise. They don’t have age verification which means there are more than likely minors on both the website and the discord. Theyre offering paid promos to white models and begging for free promos from black models. They’ve only been online for a month. Mind you myself and a few others connected the dots a few days ago.

Starting up a website that’s kink forward without any of the safety guards in place is asinine. There’s no safety in a community that’s put together with slop.

[amanda-gris]

That's disgusting İ'd never- *starts touching myself*

[amberstubby]

Pizza+Soda=

[male-burps-n-belches]

[amberstubby]

God bless you I’ve been looking for this video

[shakes-and-cakes]

You were always a bit of a shut-in. That's why it was so exciting when you finally moved in with them. They made more than enough money for both of you and promised all you would have to do is eat and enjoy yourself at home.

And eat you did. Staying home all day after you had worked full time as long as you had was surprisingly boring. They constantly kept the house stacked full of the most delicious snack foods you could think of, and you found yourself mindlessly grazing while watching tv, playing games, even as you tried halfheartedly to be productive by starting new hobbies like writing or drawing.

Because of how sedentary you were, it was easy to overlook when your weight began growing out of control. You could tell you were growing wider, every part of your body wobbled a lot more and your fingers sunk deeper and deeper into every inch of your soft fatty flesh. You were pretty sure you had never felt tired walking around your house before the way you did now too. But then they would get home from work, hand feed you as if you hadn't been eating all day, and tell you that you were the most gorgeous person they had ever seen and your fear would melt away.

If this were really something to worry about, they would tell you, wouldn't they?

You held firm in that belief until the first day you had to try more than once to swing yourself out of bed in the morning. You cried to them about how scared your declining mobility was starting to make you and begged them to support your new goal to lose weight. They smiled so softly as they said they would do anything for you. Before noon they came home with a dozen donuts "to comfort you after your hard morning."

The dream you were living in began turning into a nightmare as you noticed your partner's relentless feeding for the first time. You were spending more and more time in bed, stuck there by the ever growing amount of plush fat that hung from every inch of you, and they would bring you massive quantities of the junk food your body had grown reliant on while telling you they cared and were worried just like you were.

By now you always felt so hungry it hurt anyways. It was like your stomach was a bottomless pit that demanded more food, even as you constantly felt sick from eating more junk daily than most families in a week.

You were trapped by their pampering. It would be easier for you to just keep eating, and they gave you what both of you wanted right? After all, they cared for you, more than anyone else ever had.

[queerfatlife]

Need🥺🥺🥺

[teatimezz]

Oh how easy it would be to pile the weight on you bit by bit without you ever noticing. Offering meals, snacks, treats, and little desserts through the day without prompting. Making your portions larger day by day while watching you dig in with glee. Denying you gained any weight whenever you comment on your clothes digging into your plush flesh or struggling to catch your breath when going up stairs. As the pounds get packed on more and more you pay even less mind to what I’m doing to you. Too dumbed down and well fed to even worry a second about what I’m doing to your stretched round body. You won’t even notice how your thighs push against one another because you’ll be too busy eating your second dinner. You’ll ignore the fact you stopped wearing jeans entirely because for some reason the buttons won’t fit anymore. I’ll help you waddle through your day completely forgetting on how you used to be able to walk normally a year prior without breaking a sweat. Oh the things I could do so easy with just a little enabling :)

[gamertechchub]

Please, man, just let me put your card in my doordash. I promise I'll only use it when I'm really hungry, man. I won't use it every day, I swear.

[amberstubby]

Hehehe

[fat-puppy-femboy]

Honestly? The whole “cutting the tags out of your feedee’s clothes so they don’t know when they go up a size” thing would totally work on me. I’m so oblivious that, even if I compare to an old picture of me, I don’t usually realize exactly how big I’ve gotten. If I didn’t know I wear a 2xl now, I’d say I’m not too much bigger than I was five years ago.

[natalieffa]

Ugh I’m at work and feeling so horny. I should be at home eating and gooning until I pass out, I’d much prefer that