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Hey farmer, this cow needs milked 🐮

You have such a lovely voice. Now let me hear it interrupted by a guttural belch pitched an octave lower than your speaking register. I love the contrast between a meek little whimper and a deep, growling belch. A high, musical giggle and a burp that sounds like it came straight from the depths of your stomach. Enormous, bassy burps rumbling up before gentle sighs. Wet, growling burps churning out before breathy gasps. What a gross sound just came out of such a pretty mouth.

lovely-ari

(Im in a mood...)

You're feeding and getting off your feedee. They're allowed to cum but under one condition...Eat everything. Simple, right??? In front of them are two combo meals, light work with all the stuffings you've had them do. However, as they finish up their meals, the doorbell rings. An order of pizza and wings arrives at the door. They're confused but don't question you. They're so well-trained and obedient they just proceed to grab a slice.

Soon they catch on when the doorbell rings again. This wasnt going to be easy. You weren't going to allow it to be. They needed to work for that orgasm. They're worried, but you give a pat to their semi-taut belly and remind them.'You wanna cum for me, right piggy? Then keep eating💕'. With a loud gulp and whimper, they obey.

Minutes pass. Empty bags and boxes scatter the floor. Loud desperate moans and whimpers escape their grease covered lips while they belch from the pressure. Grinding and wriggling in their seat.

'Please *huff*...please let me cum I cant-'

'Uh-uh piggy. Swallow that last bit and then you can cum.'

They grunt. Shoving the last bit into their fat maw. Which each chew their moans get louder as the pressure builds up inside. The heat rises inside of them and with one final swallow, they release.

Its so strong that their hips buckle and they damn near convulse. Panting and huffing afterwards. Poor pig winded themselves out by coming. You tidy them and the house up and proceed to tend to their full belly. Their cute little snores feel like a reward to you.

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softiegain

so everyone's been talking about the McDonald's CEO and how their food isn't real food, how he called it a "food product" and how he barely ate it

I have to be honest, the thought of that is so hot. The fact that I'm literally just eating the most fatty digestible slop designed to make me addicted is so hot.. 😩😵‍💫🥺

i'm doomed aren't i? 😩

feederpapi

🥵🥰

softnyummy

chugging soda, getting off, all while growing this big belly and these bigs thighs. this is the LIFE.

sp96fat

I can’t stop thinking about it anymore.

I want it so fucking bad. I need a feeder who doesn’t give a shit about limits, who sees how pathetic and greedy I already am and just… keeps pushing.

I want to be trapped under hundreds and hundreds of pounds of my own soft, useless blubber. I want my belly to sag so heavy it pins me to the bed, rolls cascading over rolls, sweat pooling in every deep crease while I wheeze just from existing. I want stretch marks like lightning bolts splitting across my skin, red and angry at first, then turning silver as proof of how much I’ve surrendered.

I want to feel the tube shoved down my throat when my jaw gets too tired, thick calorie sludge pumping straight into me 24/7—shakes so dense they feel like cement, heavy cream, melted ice cream, oil slicking everything. I want my body to forget what hunger even feels like because I’m never empty. Ever. Just constantly bloated, aching, leaking, my heart hammering against layers of fat like it’s trying to escape before it gives out.

I want my legs to fuse into useless pillows of cellulite, my arms too swollen to lift, my chins multiplying until I can barely turn my head. I want to be so immobile that the only movement is the jiggle when someone slaps my gut or forces another funnel session. I want my feeder’s hands sinking wrist-deep into my sides while they whisper how much prettier I’ll be when I’m closer to the edge, when every breath is a struggle, when my body is finally giving up exactly like I begged it to.

I’m already ruined for anything else. Normal life? Gone. Thin? Laughable. I don’t want escape. I want to sink deeper. I want to be their perfect, disgusting, dying pig—swollen, sweaty, horny and helpless, cumming from the pressure alone while my arteries clog and my organs drown in lard.

Please.

Make me so fat I can’t come back.

Make me so fat I stop breathing under my own weight.

I’m begging for it. I’m dripping just typing this.

I’m not leaving this path. I’m already too far gone. 🐷💦🍰

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feederpapi

Dreams 🤤

fattythirst

Cock cage via obesity is such a… fuckibg turn on. Oh my god. Too fat to do it yourself? Poor bubba… just too much fat in the way? Need me to get you off?

I’ll consider it.

ssbbwleighton

Wanna watch me eat a tripple patty burger with a large bacon shake?🤭

yummyfatskins

sillysoftie

daydreaming abt having my tummy hang squeezed from behind and feeling how hard it makes you SIGH 💘

weightgainworld

Wouldn't it feel better if you spent your night forcing your gut to be as big as possible? How about you start scrolling through all those photos of huge feedees and get bigger.