Ask-Miss Feeder

An Indie Rp/Ask Blog involving feediism, Weight gain, slob, vore, and inflation. Miss Feeder [OC] is a kind, generous Feeder, who is a exceptional cook, cleaner and overal cartaker. She just loves to fatten up boys and girls. If one were to be in a close relationship with Miss Feeder, she may take part in being a part-time...

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So long Tumblr, it’s been fun.

When Tumblr goofed up. It goofed up royally.

If you darlings ever want to talk or roleplay you can find me on discord at:

Miss Feeder#2327

Chances are I’ll make a Twitter account or something, but when I do, you’ll know. :)

Take care everyone.

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So long Tumblr, it’s been fun.

When Tumblr goofed up. It goofed up royally.

If you darlings ever want to talk or roleplay you can find me on discord at:

Miss Feeder#2327

Chances are I’ll make a Twitter account or something, but when I do, you’ll know. :)

Take care everyone.

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Send “Treasure Chest Opened! You Acquired _____” Along with an Item My Muse would obtain by opening a secrete treasure chest, Make it ANY item you want and see My Muse’s reaction to obtaining said Item.

[sidestuiff]

Send ‘♠♦♣♥’ and my muse will attempt to flirt with yours.

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Thanksgiving Roleplay! (Open Starter)

Oh it’s one of the most Wonderful time of the Year! (Right next to Christmas~)

And you know what that means? PLENTY OF BOYS AND GIRLS TO FATTEN UP

Sooooooooooo....

ROOOLEPLAY STARTER CALL~

Send me a message on chat if you’re interested to RP!

*Thanksgiving Dinner bell rings*

[ydotome]

Karaage deep-fried chicken

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Here we go... STARTER CALL!

You feedee’s out there… COME AND GET IT!

Here’s your chance to get a roleplay with Miss Feeder!

Like or Reblog! Folks! *Ringers the dinner bell*

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Favorite Burp Scenarios - Part 3

And now for more scenario thoughts of the gaseous variety.  ‘XD

Casually Stuffed Burps - This is a simple scenario.  A big eater or even a regular eater has eaten a meal to the point where they’re stuffed, but their stomachs are only just slightly bloated.  Afterwards, they lean back, let out a burp and gingerly massage their tightly bloated belly.  The burp itself can be a cute little stuffed sounding burp, one where their gut is too tight to work up any real amount of pressure, or it can be a fairly impressive sounding one, depends entirely on the meal and the person.  Or hell, if it’s someone with manners, they may just compress the burp into their fist, grunt or excuse themselves, and tend to their aching belly as they lean back in their seat and gingerly massage it up and down.

WAY Overstuffed Burps - This is when a big eater has eaten weeeell beyond maximum capacity.  They’re just sitting either on the couch or at the dinner table a complete and utterly bloated mess.  They’re groaning, trying to rub their massive belly which is so stuffed beyond reason, it’s the size of a medicine ball resting on their laps and spreading their thighs apart.  That huge domed out belly is gurgling and burbling intensely and loudly, and as a result, a series of huge, drawn-out belches continuously explode from the big eaters’ mouth.  Their belly is so jam-packed that it NEEDS to make as much room as possible, whether the big eater likes it or not.  So, they just keep letting out one colossal, rumbling burp after the other, each one leaving them more dazed than the last, but God save ‘em, they just can’t stop.  Literally.  This can also apply to vore if their prey was a LOT bigger than they expected it would be.  Either way, this becomes a proverbial hell for whoever is suffering this gaseous discomfort.

The Belch of Completion - This can be for either stuffing or vore.  The big eater has just polished off a massive feast after not stopping once to let up.  And as soon as every last scrap of food has been picked clean, the big eater lets out a HUGE belch, one that rings throughout wherever they’re eating, just to let everyone know that the meal’s complete.  It can also apply to a predator who is slowly gulping down their prey, bit by bit, their throats bulging immensely, the struggle quite real as prey takes a while to go down.  But then, the pred dips their head back, gulps one last, thick gulp, and sends their prey down to the dank, cavernous abyss that is the pred’s belly, and is met with a massive, rumbling belch for all the effort.  If they’re contently, they’ll smack their lips equally contently and just give their bloated gut a couple of hearty pats, perhaps comment on what a feast that was.  If they’re stuffed, they’ll just groan, lurch forward and tenderly massage their aching tummies, commenting on how they should’ve stopped twelve plates ago…

Soda Chug Belch - This one’s a favorite of mine.  It’s basically when a big eater is slugging down a beverage heartily.  Their throats bob in and out rapidly with each audible, wet sounding gulp.  And after chugging down a surprisingly large amount of their beverage all at once in such a rapid amount of time, a great deal of air went down into their belly with their drink.  So, literally as soon as the big eater takes a breath, they almost immediately let out a big, hefty sounding belch, one that’s short but REALLY loud, like it came from the deepest part of their belly.   Once it ends, they exhale with relief and give their stomach a hearty pat of satisfaction, and utter the phrase, “Whew!  That was a GOOD one!”

The Thrashing Belly Burps - This one is specifically for vore.  It occurs when a pred has a sizeable and especially thrashy ‘meal’ in their gut.  The prey itself weighs the pred’s bloated belly down.  But the instant the prey starts fighting the thick stomach walls, the pred’s ample gut starts thrashing and sloshing around, with smaller bulges protruding from the surface of their domed out middle.  And as a result of all that rummaging and fighting, the pred finds themselves letting out these deep, wall-rattling belches, just boom boom BOOM, one after the other.  And at first they’re amused, maybe even impressed, both with their burping talents AND with how hard the prey’s thrashing.  For someone like, say, Killer Croc, he may burp, grin toothily and say, “BWWOOOOOOORRRP!!!  Phew!  Heh, quite the fighter, ain’tcha!”  But then Croc would lean down, grin menacingly and add, “Too bad it ain’t gonna help ya…” slapping his gut firmly and possessively.  It’s great for a teasing sort of pred, who’s amused by the efforts of their ‘snacks.’  But then, after a while, that amusement goes away, and the pred starts to feel sick.  Those burps start to really hurt their throat and make them look green in the proverbial or literal gills (depending on the pred).

Assisted Burps - This can be either a stuffing or vore related one.  Essentially, the big eater or pred has stuffed themselves to the point of earning themselves a nice, round gut for their troubles.  But at some point, they feel an immense pressure that needs relief, but no matter how hard they try, they can’t quite work it up.  So, perhaps a friend, a romantic partner, or whoever steps in by rubbing all over that ample belly, feeling around for tighter pressure points.  And the instant they find it, they start kneading firmly into those parts of the belly, until the pred / big eater rewards their efforts with long, LOUD, rumbling burps.  These ones tend to be a lot longer thanks to the added bonus of someone pushing into their belly to help work the pressure out more efficiently, resulting in lengthier eruptions.

The Showoff-y Burps - This could be any scenario really, doesn’t even typically need to be a feeding or voracious kind.  Basically, this is just for the competitive types.  Someone who wants to show off their talents to anyone, because they’re incredibly cocky.  Maybe they hear a friend nearby burp, and instead of getting annoyed, they just scoff and say, “Pfft!  That was NOTHIN’!  Here, check THIS out!”  Then they start gulping air down, holding up their finger in a ‘wait a moment’ fashion, then once the air has settled in their stomach, they thump their chest and expel a much louder, more impressive belch.  Or maybe even try belching the alphabet just because they can.  Afterwards, they then smack their lips, give their gut a hearty slap and with a smug grin on their face, turn back to their friend and add, “Now THAT’S how it’s done!”  Bonus points if they get performance anxiety and can only manage a pathetic little puff.

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this post tho🔥👍💯

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Reblog if you are willing to plot/RP via Discord/Skype, etc!

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I am!~

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Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them.

Definitely Not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes | There go my pants | Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

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i’m a paypig

mistress told me to send money to people because i don’t deserve it

ill pick a few people who reblog this post to send 1000€, i’ll post proof later today

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[joey-wheeler-official]

only “reblog for money post” that has a chance of actually working

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If my Muse was a Deity, what Offerings Would you Leave at Their Shrine?

My muse will react to whatever items you leave for them

[legendarymemes]

Send ‘*’ to kiss my muse full on the lips.

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Anon, The Match Maker

Go on anonymous(Or Not) and send me an ask with character from any fandom (Name - Series, Please!), that you picked out to be my muse’s ideal match, and I’ll rate it on the scale below:

One True Pairing! - ❤❤❤❤❤ Almost Perfect!     - ❤❤❤❤ I’d Ship It!             - ❤❤❤ Sure why not.       - ❤❤ Maybe…               - ❤ Neutral                 - (Explain why) Maybe Not…         - 💔 Yeah, No…            - 💔💔 Anti-Ship!              - 💔💔💔 Are You Nuts?       - 💔💔💔💔 OH HELL NO!        - 💔💔💔💔💔

Then I’ll follow it up with a few words from the muse, mun, or both, explaining why they think it would work out or not!

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“Guuugh…s-somebody…oomph…! Help me…uuurrrrp…” Kana laid against the floor as she was weighed down by a huge, gurgling belly, filled to the brim with greasy fast foods. “I-I need a tummy massage…agh…URP!” The little girl whined out with her voice drowned out by the harsh creaks and groans of her gut. Poor Kana held onto either side of her sauce-stained gut in fear it may just bust open. “I think I’m gonna…uurrp…explode…”

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“Never fear sweetpea~ I’m here.”

Miss Feeder approached the small Kana, noticing the girl releasing some rather delicious burps from being so full, as evidence of the defeated fast food boxes and trays that lay scattered on the floor. Amy knelt down and used both hands to gently soothe and caress the angered and tightly compressed gut. The motherly character leaned in to plant a few gentle soft kisses on the surface’s of Kana’s belly.

“There... You feeling better dear?”

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The slim MEKA pilot Hana Song turned up at Amy's restaurant, heading inside as her empty stomach growled loudly in hunger. She approached the front counter while licking her lips hungrily.

@sweetaddictedmuses

Amy was busy out at the back of her Restaurant which was disguised as a simple Bakery Shop. The combination of the door bell ringing and a certain belly growl was loud enough for the experienced feeder’s ears to perk up. 

“I’ll be with you in a secooond~”

Miss Feeder called out as she had just finished preparing a triple-layered strawberry cake with minute cupcake decorations around the base of the cake itself. Her eyes widened at the sight of Hana Song once she had placed the very edible object onto the counter.

“HANA! DARLING! Oooo, it has been so long~ How have you been!? Ooo, come here and give me a hug~”

[gluttondemon]

“That it has, Amy. It’s lovely to see you again.” The slim brunette made her way up behind the counter and draped her arms around Amy to hug her tightly. “It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other. I decided to drop by in order to sate my sweet tooth~.” Her gaze immediately turned towards the cake on the counter, licking her lips hungrily. “That cake looks so yummy!”

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“Well, my little Bakery Restaurant is your second home sweetie! So please help yourself to as much food as you want. Since you’re here and I had just finished this triple layered strawberry cake with the miniature cupcakes. It’s on the house! Enjoy!”

Miss Feeder snuggled deeply into the hug of Hana Song, chuckling merrily whilst she guided the Korean girl to a free table, placing down the rather heavy cake and offered sweet toothed girl a handkerchief just in case she was going to be a messy puppy~ 

[kinkofthegame-deactivated201903]

?? (Any girl~)

?? : write you a starter

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“Not to worry, ma’am! Everything’s clear now.”

The time hopper gave a cheerful grin as she walked her way over. The thugs had already scampered off, licking the wounds Tracer had inflicted on them. That’ll show ‘em for trying to hurt others. 

“Are ya gonna be alright?”

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“You missed breakfast? Darling, you should know full well by now to -never- miss the most important meal of the day! Well don’t you worry, I have you covered.”

With that being said, Miss Feeder retreated back into the kitchen as the room from around the corner would appear to have sprung to life! She was working on a glorious breakfast starter for the heroine Tracer, much to the expected pleasure of Amy Windsor it was going to be big, and a clear definite path to put on the pounds for the female speedster.

For the Breakfast feast, Amy had prepared the following: 

4 Egg Omelet with 150g/5oz Smoked Salmon, Whole Wheat English Muffin, Buttered, Bircher Muesli: 200g/7oz Greek Yogurt, 80g/½ cup Oats, 50g/1.75oz Hazelnuts, chopped, 28g/1oz Raisins, 1 Apple Grated, Oatmeal: 60g/2oz Oats, 250ml/1 cup Whole Milk, 28g/1oz Raisins, 2 tbsp Ground Almonds, ½ tsp Cinnamon, 2 slices Buttered Rye Bread, and two large fizzy soda bottles of fanta.

“I’m sorry. It tends to happen when you work with Overwatch.” There’s a lot of people who are in need of help and sometimes Tracer just had to go from place to place, skipping even the chance to eat so she could do what was necessary. 

The brit decided to take a seat elsewhere in order to get a good view of Amy’s penthouse. This place was really stylish and Tracer had to admit, she wouldn’t mind living in a place like this! Though nothing would beat the style of her old and simple home down in london.

When the meal was finally ready and Tracer got a good look of it, she was shocked! Now that was a big breakfast! More than likely it would be both her breakfast and her lunch. That’s just how much there was! 

“Blimey! That’s gotta be the biggest breakfast I’ve ever seen in my life. Amy, that’s real sweet of you to make this for me. Thank you.” A soft smile graced across her lips as she took a seat. Gosh, she couldn’t wait to get started!

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“Then by all means Tracer, please dig in!”

Amy proclaimed, standing to one side whilst pulling a chair for Tracer to sit down and begin eating away at the breakfast. The food was all freshly made and prepared, the aroma at such a close range was simply irresistible.