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28 | male feedee | 18+ | minors dni | straight

[fatbellyboy23]

Feeling heavy in this shirt 🐖🫃🏻

[sillysoftie]

Okay but uhhhhhhhhhhhhh what if I gained another 200 lbs..? 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

[sludgebitch]

"🥪" is shorthand for "🍞🧀🍅🥬🍞"

[sludgebitch]

can you people stop reblogging this my notes look like lunchtime

[superspecialcherrysurprise]

forever weak for the belly jiggle

[fatbellyboy23]

Weekend of gluttony 🐖🐖

[domfeedergirl-deactivated202002]

Reblog if...

You are a piggy who just wants to be stuffed like a Turkey 24/7 so that you can achieve massive proportions. You want to be so fat that you can't move, your body being nothing more than a overblown balloon ready to burst. You want to see every ounce of flesh on your body jiggle, even at the slightest of movements. You want a feeder who can fill you up and pleasure you like the porker you are and give you well deserved belly rubs.

You know who you are piggies 🐷🐷🐷

[rosita40]

[escuerzoresucitado]

[thefitwitch]

I wrote this to one of my favorite piggies but I think this applies to all you tubsters eagerly waiting my next fattening post that you can eat yourself into a stupor to...

So anyway, enjoy the promises I make to my ever expanding hogs...

I promise you'll be my fat little bitch boy, eating food off the top of the massive gut that forces your enormously lardy legs apart and droops between them onto the bed.

I promise your pathetic, nonexistent cock will be suffocating inside your fupa buried behind your thick slab of belly fat, relentlessly leaking as you feel the pressure build as you swell with more food, making your entire gut tingle with every touch.

I promise you'll want your whole body so encased in soft, thick, lard that every movement, every quake and ripple, everything reminds you what you did for me, everything reminds you that you're my piggy bitch and it'll only make you want to keep eating and pleasing me.

I promise you'll cum from belly touching alone because you've lost all other options and you'll only ever want to loose it even further so you'll eat even faster just to feel your body pile on more lard in real-time.

Now go have the most fattening weekend youve ever fucking had, okay? God it would be SO hot if you put on like 4-5lbs

[forcefedpiggy-deactivated201712]

Reblog if you want to be/already are a fat pet piggy who wants to get fatter. Also reblog if you want/have a fat pet piggy who wants to get fatter.

[rosegold1920]

*picks petals off a daisy flower*

Leather corset for me.

Leather harness for him.

Riding crop for me.

Funnel feeding for him.

Leather boots for me.

3 layer cake for him.

[bigboyloveseat]

Need someone to do this to me…

[allbellyoopsie]

I love this ngl, a little diagram of what you like most about my belly with some teasing☺️

[chubby-ronnie]

Helpless

You want to be so fat you are literally helpless to do anything without me. You want to be so fat that walking is a memory; so fat that the only use for your feet is as extra storage for the results of your constant gluttony. You want to be so fat that your upper arms have the size and cushiness of pillows; so swollen that they overcome your elbows. You want to be so fat that even your wrists have rolls; so fat that counting your chins takes both hands. You want to be so fat that your arse acts as your cushion and your anchor, melting over the sides of the king size mattress you call a home. You want to be so fat that your belly surges forward, spreading your legs permanently while making self-pleasure impossible. So fat you are helpless to indulge even that primal need, without me.

You want to be so fat that you become simple. You want your mind to forget about everything difficult and complicated - anything that isn’t about pleasure. You want to forget social niceties. You want to become lost in a constant cycle of gluttony and lust. You want food and sex to be so strongly associated in your dumb mind that even the sight of a meal makes your nethers start to tingle.

You want to be so fat that it consumes you. Not merely physically - you want it to consume *you*, your mind, your life, your personality, everything you are, as thoroughly as you consume meal after meal. You want to be so fat that the things normal people have - friends, hobbies, a job, a life - shrink away while you grow ever wider. Right now your desires are secondary to your life, your work, to social expectations. But you want to be so fat that your desires overwhelm everything. I know you want it. You know you want it. So why don’t you take my hand, and let me help you to be helpless.

[fatbellyboy23]

In my rotund era

[fattributes]

Cuban Sandwich

[crypticbutch-deactivated2021020]

fat girls are hella pretty reblog if you agree

[laaauraeve]

been thinking about someone's fat husband recently 💕💕

"it's not even worth going in," he whines. he had collapsed on the couch immediately after coming in the door, now half out of breath and working with chubby fingers to free his gut from his tightly stretched buttonup and work pants. his spouse comes over, carrying a beer and his first plate of the night. "thank god, i'm starving."

they immediately finish unbuttoning his clothes for him and work on rubbing his gut. it's already swollen--he must have stopped for food on the way home.

"i'm so sorry, honey," they coo, pushing back his hair and planting a kiss on his cheek as he starts inhaling the food like a starving man. "it's okay. you're home now, big boy."

he lets out a groan. "fuck, this is so good." his spouse giggles in response, continuing to rub his fat.

"i'm glad you like it. i'm so glad you're home. i made lots of treats for--"

he doesn't hear them. "it's not even worth going in to the office. i hate it," he complains between bites and labored breaths. "every time i do, they just comment on how big i've gotten. they call me fat. can you believe it?" he lets out a quick belch, and his body jiggles. "sure, i've gained a few pounds. but i'm a married man now. it's not like there's anyone i'm trying to impress." he reaches around and grabs his gut, lifts it and lets it fall back onto his lap. he pats it once before continuing. "and it's such a chore. i'm tired by the time i get there, and then i'm so hungry all day long i can barely get anything done." he pushes the now empty plate towards his partner. "i'm still hungry." he turns on the tv.

"of course. i'll get you another plate." when they return with a plate piled higher than the first, they sit down beside him and resume rubbing his gut. "poor boy," they lay their head on it, looking up at him, watching as he shovels food past his thick double chin. "you shouldn't have to work so hard."

"i know. thank god i have a husband/wife who knows how to treat their man. something nice to return to."

his partner smiles up at him. at their man. big and thick and needy. growing fat off of their cooking, addicted to their attention.

poor boy. it's so unfair.

they'll make him feel better, though. they always do.