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twiggy-boy

"what is this BABY doing in space!???"

-Rocky, probably

weightgainworld

Need more evil feeders to make encouragement content.

bagelmiester

Taking her on a little ‘field trip’ to a farm just so she can see a literal example of the goal weight I’ve set for her. Making her watch the cows lazily grazing in the field while I whisper in her ear that their mindless constant eating is the exact behavior I expect from her now. Watching her face flush as she realizes I’m comparing her soft growing body to livestock, not caring that I can see her getting wet just thinking about becoming that massive and that cared for. All this just to set the tone before I take her through three different drive thrus on the way home and start piling the bags of greasy addiction into her lap~

I’d spend the whole ride calling her my pretty good girl while I watch her struggle to breathe under the weight of everything she’s desperately swallowing. Both of us getting turned on watching her gorge herself uncomfortably past her limits and so swollen with salt and fat that she can barely even shift in her seat while she mindlessly keeps reaching for more fries... She’d be too deep in that heavy overstuffed fog, to realize I’m making it physically impossible for her to ever stop grazing until she’s finally caught up to the cows in the field... and even if she realizes, she wouldn’t care anyway. We have the same goal and it’s to make her so ruined and docile that she starts to crave the comparison because she knows that the bigger she gets the more I’m going to worship her and keep her blissfully stuffed to the brim, the more she’ll find hickeys and bite marks mixed in with her stretch marks, and the more my lust and devotion intertwined will be poured into her and her growing body~

By the time we pull into the driveway she’ll be reminded that she’s nothing but a gorgeously heavy pile of greed who’s ready to be bred and fed until she’s too heavy to even remember what it felt like to be anything but an angel of gluttony turned into a cow. <3

catchymemes

Subsequent hump matched Cosplay

jesterafterdark

One of my most selfish desires as a feeder is to have someone find out what I'm into and immediately devote themselves to getting fatter to impress me. The idea of a girl I've been talking to sending me pictures of gainer shakes she made herself or little shots of the number on her scales, turning herself into a plump little piggy without me having to do anything at all.

I love being a part of the process, of course, but the idea of someone doing it to themselves just to excite me? There's something utterly intoxicating about that. Such a pure act of devotion, to reshape her life and body around her love for me.

grossbaddie

“BAABBBEURRPPPPUHHH- did you get more ice cream when you were out I’m craving sum sweet right now” she burped/whined/moaned as she threw the popsicle stick from her ice cream bar into the pile of the 20 other ones that were in the box she just finished. She made an absolute pig of herself today but honestly that became her daily norm ever since living with Chad. She never felt more comfortable and relaxed until she decided to move in with him about 2 months back 6 months into dating.

It seemed sudden to everyone else, even to her but honestly she’s been trying to practice allowing good things to remain in her life, as well as her stomach. She never has felt so much relief coochie out, in a crop top sprawling on her sectional being surrounded by crumbs and take out boxes being completely consumed of her own gluttony shocking her but felt completely natural.

Tbh Chad normalized alot of it ever since their first date regardless of where they went he always wanted her just to be completely comfortable. He found her beyond beautiful but found her completely breath taking with a double chin, thicker thighs, fatter titties and a belly that looked swollen with pounds of food weighing in down; not to mentioned a rounder ass he loved dicking down feeling her cheeks clap on his girthy fat cock. To him having someone completely comfortable and honest with him was perfect and he didn’t mind feeding it .

He found it cute when she would bubbly and energetic when she would be at work, or when they’d go on new experiences together but entirely out of breath huffing, moaning, and whining to go home and sleep with the demand of getting some drive through and ordering in some extra treats when the midnight munchies hit. She thought it was just a side effect of her new strength training, but it was more being able to not have to hide her piggish girl habits if anything they were being enabled.

Chad always told her how much of a good burper she was. It brings back fond memories to their 3rd date where they got wasted on a jar of pink kush and back to back shots of tequilla and extra fruity cocktails causing her some point of the night to let her belly out so her belly could comfortably bloat from all the alcohol. She always got so round everytime she got wasted, it didn’t help how her McDonald’s cravings always coincided with them. That same night they left the party they went to, to grab the new mchicken Big Macs. She ordered 3 of them with 2 large fries, 4 apple pies and a large sprite. She was halfway through the first Big Mac when she remembered she didn’t order a McFlurry and ended up gobbling half of Chads “just to try it” while letting out 3 back to burps while looking completely relieved and her stretched mark ridden gut was starting to be in pain. They both haven’t realized how round she’s gotten but it both started turning both of them on she saids nothing but Chad just started rubbing her belly with one of the ice cubes from her soda to cool down her overworked belly getting completely warmer and warmer with each new bite of food it was digesting.

She was so high out of her mind the thought to hold back any burps was not even in her mind but lucky for Chad he wanted them in his kinky greedy mouth. She never realized how much she loved getting her belly rubbed u too Chad started doing it. It felt nice being so vulnerable, but also so sexy, and so in control yet helpless at the same time she just wanted more. “Baby can you feed me one of the pies!?!” Chad grabbed two of them ripped opened the box in one tear pushing them both between her lips. They were both so thick being rammed in her mouth and incredibly yummy/calorific but she couldn’t help but to think how much better some frosting or ice cream between them with some caramel and sprinkles would taste almost moaning on how her taste buds would light up she engulfs both pies in 3 bites, chewing to what felt like hours but only mere minutes to her until he fed her more of her soda to which he continently got a 2L to add to her growing mound.

Even by their 3rd date it was hard for her to hide how much more comfortable she was with him he started to notice some of her belly hair growing as her belly continued stretching. He never stopped rubbing her belly, continuously massaging it like a stress ball without getting too crazy. His dick was pulsating and her pussy was ready for him - she basically looked like she was carrying his babies - that’s when he softly braced her down on her fluffy rug and couch pillows and shot his cum inside of her. She felt so much pressure inside she couldn’t stop burping which made him unable to stop cumming. It crazy how much they’ve both reached euphoric heights maybe it was the drugs but honestly it was the desire they had between them they both couldn’t let go.

fmypuppydoglife

come over we’re having girls night xx

hungryhungry-himbo

Chocolate and affection, what more could a gal ask for

gothredy

peenutbuttjelly

Employee party where Bonnies drinks and eats too much <3 (the baker is exactly where he wants to be don't bother him)

achillesinhighheels

The Lovers by Jef Joseph Marie Thomas Lambeaux (1852-1908)

t4tbulkybull

Taking that cow out to the family dinner and watching her squirm as her family tries not to talk about the obvious changes to her body. Bloated tits that practically cover the spot of the table in front of her as well as the impression of nipple-piercings pushing through her sweater. A stomach that's nicely rounded to show how well she's been fed since coming into my care. Thighs as big as either parent's waist and an internal clock that now demands she be milked soon. As we sit at the table, we notice she's begun to leak, and she whimpers for my attention, though it also brings all eyes on her as the wet spot grows and leaks onto the smooth wooden table her breasts are resting on.

It's clear her parents blame me, but it's not my fault their kid wants to be livestock.