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You can call me Myki! Your friendly local queer cryptid trying to eat themselves into a blob… Just here to have fun and share my gaining journey :3
Proposing to your Feedee with this adjustable Piggy ring!
I cannot overstate how horny I am for the fact it’s adjustable!
Slapping this on my ass and trying to hit on couples
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.
Losing weight? ❌
Losing control of your weight. ✅✅✅
Struggling to lose weight is already one of the most common and difficult things people do, and life is already so hard as is, why make it harder? Just give up.
Accept that you just aren’t meant to be able to fit into regular clothes, aren’t meant to be able to stop after one portion, aren’t able to walk a mile.
Take the easy path. Give up. Don’t push yourself to be anything more than the lazy glutton you are. Forget restraint or self betterment. Reject anything uncomfortable and hard.
Do you really want to work a soul draining 9-5 every day until you’re too old to enjoy life? Wouldn’t you rather be a pampered pet, fed and allowed to bed rot and scroll TikTok for as long as you want, your only responsibility hitting new weight milestones? All you have to do is give up.
Stop worrying so much about your health and mobility. Just stop caring. Empty your brain and fill your belly. Don’t fight it, get as huge as your feeder wants you because it means no working, no bills, no thoughts, and no cares. All you have to do is give up on yourself.
‘overfeeding’ is a concept that has way, way too much power over me. envisioning having my tummy lovingly patted while being told ‘sheesh, might be time to lay off the treats a bit’ is making my head spin
"Woah sweetie, might be time for us to cut back a bit, look at the size of this GUT."
*pat pat pat*
"Like it's just hanging so low and heavy. I might have to put a lock on the pantry, huh tubby?"
Kinda wanna get forced onto my back and have cream poured down my throat
Let's eat enough to feed a family and then get really handsy and horny about it after (:
he is extremely pleased that he has gained weight (because it means he has gotten bigger, which is one of his life goals)
There is a significant amount of eople I have here who both like Sanrio AND someone getting bigger, so I feel it is my duty to reblog this.
I love sanrio and I love seeing someone get bigger 🙂↕️💖
Reblog if you're into soft XWG. Wholesome-but-extreme, extreme-but-wholesome. Scalebreaking weights celebrated with praise and caresses. Playful flirtation during gigantic all-day binges. Extreme sizes as an opportunity for tender caretaking. The warmth and intimacy of getting really fucking fat.
Often it seems like the line of division is between option 1, wholesome soft feedism with plump round tummies, and option 2, extreme weight gain and supersizes accompanied by degradation and shaming kinks. Neither of these are "wrong" ways to fantasize (as long as option 2 doesn't involve real life fatphobia), but I'm a fan of option 3.
yes, here for all of it, but soft xwg is perfect. absolutely fucking enormous bodies deserve to be treated with softness, too!
This is me, I’m not so into the degradation, but softness and tenderness and gettjng really enormous are great!
Thinking a lot about the different stages of being full.
When you first start to feel it. At a normal meal, you would have stopped eating by now. It isn't hard to keep going, but you're aware of the food travelling to your stomach, in a new way; stretching gently. Maybe your sides feel a little bit tight, or your waistband does. When you put a hand on your stomach, it feels denser, heavier. A pleasant overindulgence. You could stop, now, and drift into a thick, comfortable doze. Or– you could keep going.
You hit a point where the next bite's not so easy, anymore. You're thinking about swallowing, each time, instead of it happening automatically. Maybe you put your food down, for a moment, to catch your breath, and find it a little hard to pick it back up. Your belly doesn't just feel dense- it feels rounder, pushing out of its usual frame to spill into your hand, bulging out to accommodate your indulgence. The taste of food lingers in your mouth, at the back of your throat, even after you swallow. When you stand, your belly is a weight. It pulls at you, heavy, starting to get in the way when you move. Your body doesn't want you to keep going- you would have to do it by sheer force of will.
And then even will isn't enough. You're half-lidded, sprawled back to make room for your bulging stomach, breathing shallowly. You can't force the fork to your mouth. Chewing is a horrible chore. Swallowing is almost impossible. Your skin is tight, stretched thin over the massive ball of food beneath. It's not just your breath that's shallow- not just your lungs being pressed on by your massive belly. It feels like everything in you has been shoved aside by the sheer amount of food– even your thoughts. They're distant and fuzzy, consumed with the weight and roundness and tightness of you, the fullness, how your belly aches at the top, where new food is piled up, strains at the sides and bottom, where everything that came before is sitting, leadenly... it feels so good, and right, to be this way, even as you groan and pant and burp, stomach struggling audibly. Maybe you can force down just one more bite....
just saw a youtube short where a guy made a burger at 1 am and then woke up his wife to give it to her. and idk that made me feel A Way.
feeding you feedee all day and then waking her up in the middle of the night so she can sleepily swallow more. slowly expanding because of midnight feeding sessions that she barely remembers. was it a dream or did i really make her eat a whole pizza while barely conscious?
I keep thinking about reverse weight-loss drugs. Drugs like pills or injections that slowly make you gain weight. And then I keep thinking about manipulative doctors subscribing them to me, telling me that it’s just a new version of those glp1 injections or whatever and that “it’ll help with my weight”. Maybe they slow my metabolism or increase my nutrient absorption or something like that, but either way it ends in me gaining weight much more easily. Each time I go back for a checkup, my numbers keep going up until I’ve gained over 100 pounds in a year…
routine
This is just how it goes now.
You eat, you slow down, you think you might be done. watch you notice how full you already are, the way you shift in your seat like you're testing whether you really have room left.
"You're okay" I say. "Keep going."
Not sharp. Not a command you have to brace for. Just a reminder. You pick your fork back up. Refill your plate without making a thing of it. You sigh a little when you see it, not annoyed, just aware.
Full doesn't stop you anymore. It just changes the way you eat. Slower. Heavier. Like each bite settles in before the next one follows.
I like seeing you work through it. I like that you don't rush just to get it over with. I like that you actually enjoy my cooking.
"Good," I tell you when you hesitate. "I know it's a lot."
By the time you're finished, you're quiet in that way that only comes after you've eaten past comfort. Past fullness. You don't move much. And you don't need to. I sit with you, hand resting on that stretched, full belly, absolutely pleaser in seeing you glut yourself. This is what taking care of you looks like. Full, warm, and resting exactly where you're supposed to be.
We'll do it all again tomorrow.
theres a certain kind of,, power, in taking up space
I used to be fit-ish,, stretching long n sorta slim,, But now? I spill over anything like a cream puff, my pants, my shirts, my bed, the couch,, just all,, fat draped lazily over anything,,
I gotta tell you, it feels divine
theres something so,, delicious about being a lazy kitty who's mastered the art of indulgence;
I wake up when I want, eat what I want, do whatever I want :3
I stretch and purr and let my body grow however it wants too,
Heavy,
soft,
lush,,
Every extra pound I gain feels like a badge of honor, proof that I care for myself, im cherished, and never deny my hunger,, my tum is round and squishy , my cheeks always flushed from how warm and heavy ive gotten. Even my steps have slowed into a waddle!! (who would've thought?)
I love being a fat lazy kitty who eats whatever she wants whenever she wants