Hedone🖤

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[ch3rryflvrdcvnt]

🌹Hedone- Goddess of pleasure, enjoyment, and delight

Heyy i'm Ki, I'm 21 and this is my nsfw blog.

With that being said, leave now and do not interact with my blog if you are a minor.

Also do not interact with me if you're racist, homophobic, transphobic, ed/thinspo blog, ageless/blank blog, or into minors. You will be blocked.

🌹i'm into

feedism/weight gain

LIGHT humiliation/teasing

body worship/praise

body contrast

light burping

corruption

codependency

exhibitionism

hypnosis

hucow

warped praise

shibari

kn!fe play

masks

vampirism

more will be probably be added, these were the ones i thought of immediately

🌹here's some things about me

-I'm 5'8 and 270 lbs

-I grew up overweight, lost some weight a couple years ago, and now i'm trying to gain that weight back and more. My highest was 280 so i'd like see how i look at 300+ (if im comfortable at that weight/health permits)

-I post content on here but its what i want to post so dont message me requesting anything.

-I DO NOT like being degraded or the terms "pig" or "piggy", please respect that.

-I like watching tv shows more than movies though i have alot of favorite movies, right now im watching Yellowjackets 🐝

-I love music, all kinds really (honestly trying to find good country songs because ive hated it for so long til ive heard a few songs recently that werent bad so yeah)

-I love video games, right now im playing Silent Hill 2 remake but i do play other games

✧Dms and asks are open but please be respectful and remember im human. sometimes ill respond sometimes i won't, my communication skills are shit but please always know its never you. if you decide to message me, all i ask is that you dont be weird or disrespecful or anything of the sort. you will get blocked✧

[mszebracakes]

Eating and riding

[glavilio]

some of them want to amuse you 😺. some of them want to be amused 😸

[segamascott]

i have a being loved for who i am fetish

[amanda-gris]

That's disgusting İ'd never- *starts touching myself*

[kysluts]

ages in bio or dni

[growingellex]

guess who just bought her first air fryer 🙂‍↕️🩷🩷

[softservecatboy]

weight gain, feeding, immobility~

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i want to be so fat my belly completely covers my lap when i sit in the car, spills over the sides of my thighs, and my hands can’t rest anywhere but on top of it.

and over time i just get bigger and bigger until it grows past my lap and reaches all the way to the seat in front of me, or the dashboard if i’m in the passenger side. at this point the seatbelt can barely reach halfway over me, but i like it so tight that it cuts into me…. on any drive i just sit helpless and huge, taking up over half the back of the car, or the entire passenger seat and then some. the center console would dig into my massive hips and thighs, and i would complain about how uncomfortable i am with everything digging so tight, but of course i wouldn’t stop gaining. i’m too addicted now.

i would refuse to let my size stop me from riding in cars no matter how insanely big i get, so i just get fatter and fatter and struggle more and more to get in and out of them until it’s a several-minute ordeal of pushing and pulling my own fat into the tiny space.

someone would need to keep me fed on every single drive too, of course… whether that’s plenty of snacks and drinks or at least one stop for fast food each direction, even on just a 10 minute drive there and back.

you would say something like, “kitten, if you keep begging for food like that we won’t be able to get you out of the car, you know…”

and in response, i would just whine and shuffle my massive sprawling layers of fat around as best i can, knowing how ridiculously big i am for any vehicle already, and insist i’m just starving… even as i finish off some donuts you brought for me.

[feedvenus]

Lemme bounce on it ✨ (full video belowww)

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[kisseism]

my body is really warm and soft btw. if you even care

[backupboyfwend-deactivated20260]

“Come out let’s talk”😏

[bagelmiester]

This one’s a little on the darker side so tread cautiously~

I’ve been fantasizing about making a feedee just disappear, not because someone takes you, but because you’re so far gone that you can’t even remember or bother to answer your phone anymore in the rare moments you’re not eating, sleeping, or getting off. Your friends are calling, your family is texting, and you just let it ring while you shove another bite in, too deep in a greedy fog to care about anything but the way that food sits heavy and fattening in your gut. They file a missing person report, put your face on the news, but nobody recognizes you because you look like a completely different person now, all that soft blubber reshaping your face, your expanded body, your whole identity enabled into something almost unrecognizable. The pile of blubber and gluttony waddle around, spilling out of her clothes in public could never be you, it could never be the girl they once knew…

They’re out there searching for the woman you used to be, but she’s long gone, buried under all the fat you’ve packed on, the fourth dinners and third desserts, the sitting on your ass while I get it for you, the constant“oh did I really not leave the house this week?”s. Gluttony swallowed her whole, poisoned her mind with pleasure, and spat out this pathetically fattened, bloated, spoiled, needy pet who can’t stop eating long enough to even pretend she cares. She’s gone, and what’s left is this greedy thing with no thoughts beyond more, no feelings beyond the wet lust that comes with every pound, every meal, every moment you feel yourself getting heavier and more docile and more helpless.

And the best part’s after a few hundred pounds and a haze of hedonism soaked months blending together, you don’t want to be found…. you love being so so deeply lost. You love knowing that your old life is over, that there’s no going back, that all you have left is this endless cycle of eating and swelling and getting off on your own sweet ruin and decaying mobility. You’re a missing person who doesn’t want to be found, who really can’t be found because what’s waiting for you if you are? A life of self control? A life of moderation? A life of anything but constant consumption? No, you love the fat ghost haunting your own body, and the only thing that keeps your mind tethered to this world anymore is the next bite, the next meal, the next moment of surrender. The girl I began with hundreds of pounds isn’t out there anymore, she’s not even here…. She’s not coming back, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. So eat up, I’m going to fatten you until you can’t even recognize the yourself in the missing posters~

[grox]

Eat strawberrys and touch yo self disease

[roxxybunny]

feeders, i’m actually not gonna hold your hand when i say this.

if you cannot engage with fat people outside of a fetish context, you should not be engaging with fat people within a fetish context.

if you are unable to walk the line of differentiating a sexual fetish from how you fundamentally view & experience fat bodies & the vast complexity & deep humanity of fat people, you are not trustworthy with that fetish to begin with.

essentially: if fat people are so fused with fat fetish in your mind that it all blurs together & you can’t connect with us without the fetish being present (& we can always tell when it is, even when you think you’re being slick)…

then frankly you do not deserve access to fat people at all.

[unknowndairy]

You alllllll love chubby girls online but we still get bullied if we’re over 60kg irl . Do better guys. Do better

[bagelmiester]

Really horny and frantically typing so forgive me for run-ons and typos…

Recently obsessed with the idea of taking her to the county fair and dragging her overfed, overspoiled, and overweight body from stall to stall, making her waddle heavier and slower with every single stop. First it’ll be the deep fried oreos, then the funnel cake piled high with powdered sugar, then the corn dogs and the fried cheese, after that the chicken wings dripping with grease, and with each bite her belly getting tighter, her thighs rub closer together, her breathing gets a little more labored and it’s starting to be a genuine question of whether she can make it back to the car on her own two feet. People will start to glance our way, watching this waddling blob struggle from one booth to the next, and she’ll feel their eyes on her taking in every little ounce of lard the same way she’s inhaling every bite and she’ll feel a flush creeping up her neck, settling into a permanent blush that stays there the whole night like she’s completely drunk and subdued by the ecstasy of it all~

By the fourth stall I’ll have her in a flow state, a beautiful trance where her mouth just opens and her jaw just works and she swallows whatever I put in front of her without thinking, without hesitating, without even processing how full she’s getting. She’ll know her only job is to keep eating and keep waddling and keep trying not to let the sheer weight of her own growing, stuffed body get her off too soon in front of all these strangers. But I’ll see it, the little shivers when her belly bumps against a table, the sharp breaths when she feels how hard it is to get moving after standing still… how excitingly impossible it feels to get up off her ass when she’s done gorging at a picnic table like she’s gained 100 pounds since we walked in~

And the last stop won’t even be for food, I ‘ll waddle her to the pig barn where they’re judging the prize hogs, and I’ll make her stand in front of all the farmers and their families while she’s double fisting two giant soft serve cones, one in each hand, dripping down her wrists and onto a massive gut she can’t even hope to see past anymore. She’ll be so perfect for showing off~ hands full, belly full, willpower ruined, her mind gone, crushed under so much gluttony that she can’t form a single thought that isn’t about the ice cream sliding down her throat. And while she’s standing there, shoveling and swallowing and making a mess of herself, I’ll reach under her heavy belly and pin a blue ribbon right on the underside where she can’t even see it, but everyone else can, and their looks alone will get her off because she knows she’s the real prize piggy of this fair…. and next year she’ll be competing against the cows in weight <3

[ch3rryflvrdcvnt]

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[seasonofhorror]

THE CRAFT

1996, dir. Andrew Fleming