If I've liked your post from this account and you notice that it's a kink blog, don't mind me. I'm not the type of person to be horny on main, rather one to be main on horny.
people got way more excited about this than i expected! but i’ll focus in on one lady in particular
Ruth Smith was born into a family of fat lady circus performers, with her mother Ada Smith being known as the Human Blimp.
Ruth was already fat as a kid, but also got a job at a candy factory, which definitely didn’t help. (or maybe it did who’s to say) Eventually, she followed in her Moms footsteps and joined the circus first as Ima Waddler, then Lady Beautiful, before settling on Baby Ruth
She worked with Barnum and Bailey earning $300 a day (over $6k in 2026!) and that’s where she met her husband Joe Pontico, a balloon salesman.
She only weighed 4-500 pounds but advertisers kept adding to it, which made her want to give the truth to her audience and she worked to gain 772-815 (sources vary) at her highest.
However, she wanted to be the first woman to weigh 1,000 pounds and seemingly her whole life was dedicated to this (seems VERY FAMILIAR)
“Smith) installed large three-way mirrors in her home and dressing room so she would be able to admire her body from all angles…She seemed to completely enjoy the process of gaining weight, from the eating of the foods to the appearance of new fat on her body”
Other fun feedist fic things about Baby Ruth
They had to widen to doors to her sleeping quarters on the train because she couldn’t fit
She had an operation to remove loose skin, but it had to be postponed when the bed broke and her pulse shot up (i mean that speaks for itself imo)
When she went to visit her sister, she fell through the floor and needed to be rescued by crane
She did pass pretty young due to (seemingly) a mistake in anesthesia administration to remove a fatty tumor.
Idk if she was a feedist or not but it’s cool to learn about fat people throughout history. She seemed full of joy and loved her job and body and had a family who loved her too. I hope in whatever life comes after this, she got to her goal weight and then some.
of course i had to include some of her measurements because im a FREAK
Sources
Baby Ruth was one of the most famous sideshow performers during the 1930s. The Fat Lady weighed 815 pounds & her goal was to get to 1,000 lb
Fattest human being ever known to medical science was the late Mrs. Ruth G. Pontico of Tampa, Fla., who was 5 ft. 5¶ in. tall and weighed 77
Three eggs, eight strips of bacon, four slices of toast, orange juice every morning- but that wasn't enough for Ruth Smith to tip the scale
shoutout to all the fat bitches whose fat distributes unevenly, shout out to the fat bitches with stretchmarks and cellulite and major fucking shoutout to fat bitches who are breathing heavy asf rn i see you i know you i love you
Learning that there are no rules when it comes to food.
The ideas that you "aren't hungry" or "shouldn't" are ones that can be broken.
Realizing that bloated, lethargic afterglow from stuffing yourself is allowed more than once a day. It can be constant, even.
Knowing that the answer to what you've been doing doesn't have to be a defined, certain statement for others to respect you by. Focused on food. Eating. Letting your attempts at having interests and interesting qualities go away. They were fake notions to begin with.
Time isn't something for you to measure accomplishments by. There isn't any "I can't believe summer is almost over," not in the sense that regret from a lack of living is the concern.
Food is a stimulus. It triggers an instinct. You need it. You survive because of it. It's a matter of safety. Security. Tethering your comfort and emotional needs to food is easy.
What happens when someone simply eats at any given opportunity and loses worry over how your behavior is perceived?
Stowed away in a dark room. Consuming. Mindlessly satisfying your needs. Selfish. Nothing compares to this. Nothing that wills you to go outside. It's a waste of your time on things that do not rank as highly as eating.
Normal becomes obscene. A rejection of any discomfort that isn't an immediate reward. Conversations that are dull, labored due to being overfilled. Losing track of your body. Thighs you can no longer reach. A belly hang that you'll never touch the edge of. Having such large, heaving breasts that you cannot see past them. A stranger to your own form.
Eating is all that's left. Your mind loses the ability to coordinate movement due to neglect. The world is not something to interact with, it's gradually become out of reach. Even something so trivial as moving your arms becomes a limited act. Rewiring your own brain to accept reality as eating, the only action left to your being.
This is what it means to become a blob. A one note melody. Losing touch with humanity. Closed into a single room. Confined by desire.
There is no such thing as private property on the internet unless you own your own server and domain, as soon as you upload anything it becomes public domain. Just because somebody made a porn website with a paywall doesn’t change that at all. If you’re making a lot of content then your current subscribers should have no reason to unsubscribe from you, even if people are stealing your content. I can’t begin to wrap my head around the entitlement it takes to call your fans leeches when you’re the one taking advantage of incels🤨 you don’t have to work because a bunch of losers are paying for your content with the desperate hope that one day you’ll respond to their messages what more do you want from them
You would think common decency and respect would be enough but people like you need laws in place in order to treat people with kindness and the respect that you yourself would hope to be given.
My content is just that. Mine. $8 doesn’t cover a single meal and we all know that. Considering I offer free subscriptions and 50% off consistently, your claim is weak. There’s no entitlement. Entitlement is me demanding you give me money. Demanding you pay for every little comment and question and dm. I don’t do that. All I’ve said is please don’t repost my content.
Also please don’t even try to make it look like I’m calling people here in my community leeches. You must be new here. You’re the one calling people incels. So let’s see who’s who here??? The only leeches are people who take what is nearly freely given without any consideration to the impact it has. You’ve relegated people with kinks to losers and incels but I’m the asshole here. Insane.
Erotic content is art. OP may not like it, but that's the truth. It does not matter if you take nature photos, fashion photos or erotic photos, it's still a form of art and it falls under copyright. It also doesn't matter who likes it, how many people like it or consider it worthy or beautiful, it is still paywalled and copyrighted. And it is work. It requires much more effort than people may think, but even if it didn't, you're still creating something and it deserves respect. I can't believe in this day and age we still have to reiterate that sex work is work, and that it's valid, and that it deserves respect, but here we are. You're a kind and beautiful person, Elle, your smile has always been a ray of sunshine on my dash, I'm so sorry for these arseholes doing this shit.
I just chugged a whole bottle of coke despite being a few milligrammes of glucose away from diabetes 🐽 I'm speedrunning it at this point, I wonder when I'm going to get it
Also, don't mind those red marks on my belly, I ended up laying on a towel lol
I've never been into bimbofication, but as of late I've been more and more tired of intellectual labour and becoming a dumb slut is more of a tempting concept. My head has just been so empty as of late, occupied only by food and silly light-hearted entertainment. I used to be such an intellectual and now I'm a lazy, empty-headed, slobby feedee slut. Thinking too much hurts my brain and I don't wanna do it. Maybe I should embrace it, just be a dumb and useless pig.
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