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@beachmaster5000
Look, you can’t fight science.
sex is cool but have you errored out a scale yet?
Just one so far, working on my second!
Waking up to 40+ likes, follows, and reblogs was pretty cool, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten that much validation here or on other platforms. If you beautiful perverts keep this up you might make me even fatter. You’ve certainly helped me to keep going with this, I guess I’ll just have to repay this kindness with more photos soon ❤️
How’s that belly nowadays? Bigger than ever?
It’s getting bigger by the day, so much so that I had to buy shirts from built different and my belly still hangs out of those. I’m getting to a point where I either need to wear super long shirts I can tuck in or I might have to consider wearing my pants over my belly because belt buckles cause me immense pain. 😳🫣
Me when I get home after eating 2 lunches at work
Brushing my teeth with my belly on the counter is one of the few times of the day I get true back relief , this thing has gotten so so heavy.
Reblog if you’d get massively OBESE for a hot girl like me🥰
*casually awaiting the tumblr anti-fat police while I watch my TV disappear behind the growing mound in front of me*
To the people that reblog or make AI images of fat people, can you like, oh idk
FUCKING NOT!?!?
AI is so fucking cringe. And you should feel bad for jerking off to it. Jerk off to regular porn. There's someone who can make your fat blob proportions out there that uses actual fucking skill. Or the rare model who might be what you're actually fucking looking for. Im so sick of all these fucking AI gooner chuds following me. Or better yet, change yourself to fit your fucking mold. Get fat and look at yourself in the mirror like goddamn Narcissus.
Reblog if you want to get fattened up by a girl like me😈
Reblog if you’re into XWG (extreme weight gain)
Maybe a lottle 👉👈
Share this if you like cookies🍪
Or if you want a fit girl to fatten you up like a pig🐷
Reblog if you’d become a PIG for a cute girl🥰
I might not be an immense Chad, but I am a chunky goblin that will make you laugh and bring you trinkets.
I love the sensations of being stuffed, especially when it's more incidental than intentional. Eating while occupied but also while very hungry. It doesn't quite register at first. You're pretty sure you've eaten a lot, maybe even too much, there's a dull tightness, maybe it's not so easy to take a deep breath but otherwise you don't pay too much attention to it. Until all that food settles and it hits your brain like dominos falling. That dull tightness growing in clarity to ache of being overstretched, forget deep breaths, you're panting, you can't even think about changing positions, the weight of your gluttony has you pinned, your belly feels enormous, seeming to bloat up under your hands as you desperately rub it seeking relief. By the time all those dominos have fallen you're halfway into a food coma wondering how you managed to do this to yourself without even trying but it won't be long until all these nights add up and once your belly is filling your lap, truly pinning you in place, then you'll be wondering how you aren't even more enormous.
Men have one job in life and it’s to become a dangerously obese fuckpig for the woman they love.
💓💗💞💕
I want my belly to be her project. The thing she cares most about. The thing she checks on multiple times a day to make sure it’s growing. I want her to know that every pound I gain is because of her. It may be on my body, but it’s her fat belly.