Official Curvyliz BBW @curvylizzie - Tumblr Blog

What is something of yours that you don't like being big?

Something that I don't like about being big? I think that's the question....

Nothing really about my body, I love how I look, but I hate how the clothing industry gives little to no fucks for bigger women.

Women size 10 under get a lot of very flattering clothes and dresses, meanwhile If I go get a dress, I either have the choice between what looks like my mother's curtains or a sack of potatoes 😑

Sorry for calling you sweetheart and your belly got me turned on

It's okay! It's a thing with me, but don't worry, and I should probably explain why I've been absent.

I had time to think, the discovery of that website where people were teaching each other how to rape kinda shook me and I felt dirty.

I didn't feel okay making content anymore, at least for a while. Although I like it, this kind of business (because I do get money from this) can be very rough and weird.

I don't do commissions often because everytime I put them out, somebody has the weirdest requests that makes me incredibly uncomfortable. I did try live calls for a bit, but it also got very very weird and I just couldn't.

I'm not made to do this full time, I like it as a side gig where I can show you guys my gains while I enjoy myself, but sometimes it does get to me.

Right now, I hope to slowly come back. I am going on a family vacation soon and I will be absent, but I am working on my backlog so I have something to post.

Most people that message me too are incredibly supportive and sweet, and I always get people asking me how I'm doing. True I also get people that creep me out, and that may ask something or send pictures of things I do not want to see.

I love being a feedee, and I hope to be one for a while longer, so stay tuned ❤️🖤❤️🖤

you look like an absolute fucking retard. kill yourself. now.

Must've been hard to type this with your left hand only

Have you heard from Preggofleur lately?

Oh yeah, she's retired, basically moving on to new things

Alright back to a hiatus a I guess. Fuck this bullshit and fuck the men who visited that "rape academy".

And if you somehow find a way to defend this situation, fuck you too.

Alright I've been quiet about this enough; why, in all of the Holy fucks, is there a rape academy, and why is nobody doing fuck all about it???

These women are being drugged and violated on camera by their husbands who post the video of them raping their wives, and they do this for other men who get off to this shit.

Does nobody else see what the fuck is happening??? Or do y'all think that I as a woman and a sex worker, that I should just shut my fucking mouth about and just eat?

I have my morals and my values. I am not a fuck doll on the internet. There were 65 million views on that fucking website. And don't you fucking dare say "not all men" because it sure as fucking shit was a lot of them.

I am pissed, I am angry, and I am sick and tired of this system that exploits us for men's sick fucking fantasies.

I may be a feedee, but outside this I have a life, and I am extremely outspoken about all this. If you don't like the occasional rant like this, fuck off right now. I don't want you here, much less looking at my content.

#I'm gonna fucking lose it.#“not all men” it sure as shit was a lot of them #don't you fucking dare call me a misandrist for this

I got this one fantasy where my partner and I take a trip to whichever location in the world, and the first thing we do is find all the buffets in town.

In this fantasy, I always see myself wearing panty hose and a tight cocktail dress, with my makeup done and high heels.

As we go from one to the other, my partner goes around getting the portions for me, and giving himself way smaller, manageable portions.

He comes back to the table, and I start eating like I haven't eaten since we left home.

I finish the plate and then he gets me another, and another, and another, until I am on my fifth plate, all stuffed and looking like I'm about to burst under my dress, and as I sit back and moan, he gently grabs my hand and says "come on tubby~ we got at least 6 more buffets to go to"

I nod my head, and as I stand up, now looking like I'm carrying a food baby, he whispers in my ear "if you finish five plates at each buffet, I'll make sure to fill you up with more than just food tonight~"

That motivates me, and so we go to the next one, and the next one, and the next one after that.

By the 4th one, people are starting to stare as I stuff my face with food, I can be seen visibly larger at this point, and my stomach is so full, it grows with each bite. "Isn't this her 4th plate?" Whispers a woman, "wasn't she smaller when she got here?" Whispers another man.

By the end of the 5th buffet, I am having trouble lifting my arms, and my partner starts feeding me instead, my dress is visibly stretched at the seams, and with each bite it becomes tighter and tighter until *rip*

The middle seam right on top of my belly rips apart, revealing my fat stomach to the world, making me blush I'm the process, and my hands move to hide my face out of embarrassment.

My partner looks at me and whispers "we still have one more buffet to go fatty~"

He finishes feeding me the fifth plate and drags me to the last buffet, at this point my belly sticks out from my body like a giant beach ball, my thighs are visibly bigger and my panty hoses are decimated. My breasts are overspilling and my face is rounder. I've become a spectacle, a heifer, a cow for everyone to stare in morbid fascination.

He starts feeding me the last t plates, he makes sure to make them twice as big this time, and asks for a booth just to add to the experience.

As he feeds me, my belly gets closer and closer to the booth, ripping my dress further, which also starts ripping by my breasts.

Suddenly, I feel something; the table is pressing against me, and I'm slowly getting stuck.

My partner doesn't pay mind to it and keeps feeding me despite my pleas. When he's done, my belly is stuck, and as he congratulates me and tells me that we're now going back to the hotel for my price, I try to get out of the booth.

To my shock and horror, I am stuck, and I cannot move. The tables are bolted to the floor, and there's no way for me to move.

It gets to the point where my partner looks at me and kisses me "look at you tubby~ you got yourself stuck by being such a glutton, don't worry we'll get you out"

The restaurant manager gets called eventually, and as he examines my conundrum, I can't help but blush hard out of embarrassment and horniness.

He eventually asks one of the servers to unbolt the table, as it seems like it's the only way for me to get out.

Finally I am free, and I waddle back to the hotel with my partner.

As we enter the room, he spares no time, and knowing how weak I am from eating so much, he just pushes me in bed, holds me down by my belly and starts kissing it all over the place "you did so fucking good~ you're gonna eat for me just like this for the rest of our vacations, won't ya?"

I now start shivering from just being horny, and as I try to pleasure myself, I find myself incapable of doing so.

My partner laughs and says "poor little piggy~ she can't reach herself?"

As he says it, he grabs his cock, and slowly pushes it inside me, making me moan and jiggle as he fucks me. He does so for the rest of the night until we both fall asleep.

I came being a girl weighing only 200 pounds, by the end of our vacation, I went back being 450lbs instead.

As we come back, I start feeling sick and weird during the mornings, so I take a pregnancy test, and as I see the result, I can't help but want to eat even more so now that it says positive.

I show it to him, and he looks at me, holds my chin and makes me look at him and says "well~ now you gotta eat for two~..)

I gain 1 pound for every fatphobe that tells me to lose weight 🙂‍↔️

#I gained most of my weight out of spite #I love being a fat girl #cry about it

Dammit I want to wear something cute and slutty but it's still too cold outside 😭 let me wear fishnet stockings, a mini skirt and a friggin tank top! I'm tired of friggin jeans!

The only reason why terfs hate trans women, is because a lot of them look a lot better than them

I mean seriously, have you seen trans women??? They're all goddesses that could pick me up (please pick me up)