Can anyone send me like 20$ for food bc im STARVING 😵😵😵
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@fat-zone
Can anyone send me like 20$ for food bc im STARVING 😵😵😵
stuffed desperate piggy girl can’t reach in this position, will you help her?? 🥺
What 1.5 year does to a girl😇🤞
I love a put-together fat man with good street style. A leather watch wrapped around his chubby wrist, sausage fingers stacked with rings, maybe a chain or two decorating the collar of lard around his neck. Strong cologne that’s woody and addictive, so when I wear his shirts as nightgowns I’m bundled in his scent. Funky patterned button-ups straining across his stomach, layered textures hugging every curve. Hair in perfect waves, clean shaven, shoes polished. A walking (or waddling) thirst trap.
Until I get him home.
Until all that style is in a heap on my floor and he’s naked, flushed, and gasping for air between mouthfuls. Stuffing his face like he hasn’t eaten in days. Sauce on his chin, cream dribbling down the curve of his belly and settling into his rolls. Moaning through every greasy bite. His body jiggling with constant guttural belches he doesn’t even try to suppress. Rubbing his poor gut with cheese-dust covered fingers just so he can make room for more slop. Sweaty and sticky and gassy, a picture of pure hedonism.
God, I love a man who can do both.
fatphobic feeder bf that hates fat people except he says i’m cute and he force feeds me sometimes but gets weird and cries afterwards. he says he wants me fatter and lazier but he will make comments on random fat ppl and how lazy they are and how they let themselves go and how he can’t believe someone let that happen to them BUT he sabotages every one of my diet attempts and i’ve steadily put on pound after pound after pound because of him
I think I need to update my closet....
So cute when they complain about getting fatter but don't do anything about it. Awww, is Fatty getting fatter? Can't stop getting softer and bigger, can we? Gonna work out, maybe try to lose weight? No? Now, finish your dinner and let's have some dessert too, okay!
His legs look like that so mine can look like this 😈
2024 vs 2025
wasn't exactly tiny before buuut 180 vs 250 in a year 😌
250 🤟
I didn't realize when I outgrew every single one of my pants.
"Oh I'll just wear a dress today" I was telling myself for the past few months. Because it's summer and it's hot outside... Because they are pretty and "I don't even like wearing pants".
Right.
Till one day I realized that all of my dresses and skirts are dirty. And I still had to go out. Just for a quick walk to the store, nothing spectacular. I can wear pants... right?
Right...
One of them didn't even go through my thighs. Another one wouldn't button, because my soft, huge tummy was in the way. Finally the "fat girl" pants, the one that was always too big... barely buttoned. I felt the tension on my thighs. Fabric stretching to its max capacity. I felt my gut pushing against the zip, leaving red marks on the skin. Muffin top looked ridiculous. They were at least a size too small. Two, maybe.
Well, I need to wash my dresses real quick.
Tell me on anon how you’re going to fatten me up.
Tell me in detail how big you’re going to make me, how you’re going to do it and what you’ll do with me afterwards. ;D
Bonus points for creativity.
DMs open, begging!!!
fit to morbidly obese
There's something special about the idea that I used to be fit. I used to fit into regular sizes in stores and now there's no other option than shopping online and hoping for the best. I was able to run, swim or play basketball for hours and now I'm exhausted after going up a few stairs. I remember when I showed my ex an old photo of me and he was so shocked. "Is that really you? You looked so... different" he said, in disbelief that his 270 lb gf was once an 130 lbs athlete. He said that in pure shock and disgust but I couldn't help the fact that it turned me on SO MUCH. The shock I see on my old classmates or distant relative's faces when I enter the room does something for me. The subtle hints about my health or looks, "you've changed so much...", the humiliation and shaming... I love it. Like yes! I doubled my weight and there's no way I could hide it from you now.
"I never thought my clothes would stop fitting!!" says dumbass engaging in the clothes not fitting kink