Carbz

Sw:200 Cw: 463 Feedee.

[food-in-the-morning]

[feedercassidy]

I think you can do better than that baby.

Take another bite, then another, and another.

Keep it going fatty.

Good feedees like you don’t stop until I tell you to.

I’ll let you know when you’re finished.

Eat🖤

[carbz752]

Still feel bloated from the buffet but thinking what to get for dinner

[nycfoodieblog]

[nycfoodieblog]

[dietkiller]

Cinnamon Swirl Cheesecake

[fattributes]

Brown Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies

[orb-ponders]

you shouldn't even have to ask the question.

"should i eat more?"

are you kidding? of course. yes, every time - i want you to keep funneling as much food as you can take into that belly of yours. You should be painfully overfed, your belly should jut out so much from the food that I can barely see the fat hang off of it from how stretched you are.

but also.. ask every time, so your feeder can have the satisfaction of telling you "of course."

[carbz752]

I’m so hungry

[bagelmiester]

It’s always so hot to think about the psychological rot that comes with rewiring a feedee, dragging you into more and more depraved gluttony until even I'm almost scared of how chemically altered your brain is. Watching you reach that point where you're completely dependent on eating and growing, where you can't even get off unless you feel the massive, overbearing weight of your own greed jiggle and shake around you. But there’s a much darker, underplayed fantasy in rewiring every single person and remaking every environment in your everyday life to encourage your ruin. I want to warp your entire world into a giant feeder pen, conditioning everyone you know to expect your growth and push you deeper because you look so pathetically needy and dependent on what you’re able to cram in your mouth~

Imagine an environment where food is constantly available and no one ever tells you no. Even when you're out of my sight, I want the people around you to subliminally register your size and offer you whatever they can't finish, sliding their leftovers your way because you just look like a girl who needs to be kept full. I'll slowly encourage them to give you bigger portions without even thinking, bringing things directly to your hands instead of letting you struggle onto your feet and waddle for them yourself. Watching your friends slowly change plan suggestions into ones that require little to no walking and plenty of time for food or snacking during. Going shopping with them as they don’t even attempt to take you anywhere that doesn’t sell plus size or maternity clothing, because they already know you won’t fit. Being the first one everyone looks at when food is mentioned because they know you’ll agree and whine for even the smallest chance of gorging your gut. I’ll rebrand you in their eyes from whatever you used to be into a growing, dependent piggy that won’t turn down food and needs help with the smallest struggles because you’re just so big now… They won’t even notice or care when it’s obvious you have a toy in while you eat, because you’re doing your best to overdose on pleasure. They’ll watch you squirm while you’re in a blissed out stuffed state, and be unable to resist rubbing your belly, massaging more space into you so you can keep choking down calories as the group piggy. I’d ensure that you never have a single second of peace or a moment to settle into the size you've already ballooned to. Every space you enter should be a trap designed to fuel your gluttony, making sure you're always being pushed further into the grease so can’t even process how scarily fast you’re piling on the lard~

Until you're finally a permanent, penned up farm pet at home, I want every social interaction you have to be laced with corruptive encouragement. You'll be at a dinner or a meeting and realize that everyone is watching you eat with a morbid, sexual curiosity, silently competing to see who can make you swell the most. You won't ever be able to forget how much you've grown because the world won't let you… it'll just keep offering you more until you're so saturated with lard and dopamine that you've forgotten what it feels like to have a limit. I'd turn your whole life into a 24/7 stuffing session where everyone is an accomplice in your disappearance into the fat, leaving you with nothing to do but swallow and swell until you're too big to ever leave and the thought of you being any less than an absolute mess of a blob jarring to everyone in your life <3

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Brianna

[gainerfinn24]

You’re not done growing fat boy

[cantstopstuffing]

🍔🍟🍕🌭🌮🍗🍦🍫🍨Reblog if you’re a feedee, feeder, or general fat admirer. I know y'all are out there.

[queenyaya]

[alaskanffa]

Open up, piggy

[feederihardlyknowher00243]

Gonna eat all of them for me, baby? Be my good gainer and stuff all 12 in your growing belly 💝

[fullcravings]

Triple Strawberry Tiramisu