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thebaroquerose

Just being pudgy 🥰

bagelmiester

Insanely doughy piggy~

doozyladydaisy

OOTD ;p

biggwomen

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hopefulbiterwonderland

A big fat slob at your service 🥵🫡

moomoomaruu

Also it’s easy to forget feedism is a two way street, the corruption goes both ways. I made bagels and got turned on in the kitchen by the thought of making one person eat them all…

#feedism thoughts

Really fixated on a slow corruption/training then testing you nonstop to remind you just how far gone you truly are. Like taking you through the bakery section with you when you haven’t eaten in the past hour or two just to watch you break. You can try to pretend you still have a shred of control left, but the moment the scent of glazed donuts and fresh buttercream hits us, your entire body completely betrays you. In the beginning I used to force you to walk through the grocery store with a vibe in… that was before you even waddled. Now you don’t need the vibe to become a mess the moment you take that first heavy step into the store, you don't need me to tell you what to do anymore, you don’t need to be trained to give into your lustful gluttony. Your eyes just automatically lock onto the rows and rows of food, from the salty, fatty snack aisles to the bakery’s thick, indulgent treats, and I can see the exact moment any remaining trace of your willpower vanishes. I can tell you’re going to get off from the amount of food we’re going to buy that’ll end up as more soft padding on your doughy, expanding body~

Just standing near the display cases makes you lose your train of thought, your mouth watering as you stare at everything you know is going to end up making you fatter, greedier, and more owned by the second. I can tell the fast food stop before grocery shopping is already settling straight onto your hips and waist~ there’s few places we go where you’re not fed on the way there and baxk anymore. You’ve become so beautifully ruined by this lifestyle that the mere sight of so much obscenely unhealthy, addictive, blissfully fattening food gets you completely overwhelmed, making your heart race just from the pure anticipation of the indulging you’ll do. You’re so far gone that you don't even care how shameless it looks when you’re practically drooling, begging me for every other little thing to be added to the cart, huffing as you waddle down the aisle. People thinking your face is red just because of the struggle of moving such a softened and weakened body when you’re also struggling not to touch yourself from the thrill of your own greed. Your outgrown clothes barely covering you while you mown and whimper, completely sedated by the thought of how soft and heavy we’re going to make you.

The conditioning has worked so well that I don't even have to tell you to get family sized food anymore… you grab handfuls of them knowing they won’t last the next day or so. You look toward me with wide, submissive eyes, silently begging for permission to overload the cart so much people stare. You jiggle your belly for me while you point out junk food after junk food begging me to turn you into something that concerns other people from how depravedly fat and needy you are. You’re completely addicted to the feeling of surrendering to your appetite, turning into a helpless little piggy who lives purely for the next bite, until you’re sought thighs squish together and you’re squirming from the feeling of being mind-numbingly full. These days, I train you further into corruption by not checking out until you’re huffing and puffing, eating out of the cart, while you do your best not to cum, until you’re stuff and cum so hard you need a scooter to leave the store on your own~ And when you do, I lean down to whisper in your ear that once upon a time, a nervous girl who was much smaller than you agreed to walking around the store with an empty stomach and a vibrator in her pants. All it took was one nibble of her most desperate desires, before she got addicted to the taste of her own gluttony and gorged on my influence like a farm pet. Now those same pants don’t fit and the girl doesn’t need any help becoming a puddle of her own lust from the thought of food. Now she waddles around for me, completely consumed by a hunger she isn’t even trying to fight, trapped in the absolute best way possible, and we both know she’s going to enjoy every single bite of her descent into depraved obesity ❤️

#feedism thoughts #feeding you fatter #weight gain #feedism writing

baileysbelly

before…

after…

a few hours later (currently)…

enjoy my belly’s progression thru out the night 🙂‍↔️

is it obvious that i ate enough for 3 people plus dessert… 🫣

baileysbelly

7 months later…

the-lavender-cow

🔮

softnyummy

i think i like this angle.. :)

honestly, i've been loving this summer. being in shorts, tank tops, etc.. is so sexy. like, omg, going out in shorts? the looks i get? it's like a dream come true