i had a dream i was at least 100lbs fatter than i am now…. it’s a sign of something…
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@fattenmeup1
i had a dream i was at least 100lbs fatter than i am now…. it’s a sign of something…
Of course it is...
Why wouldn't I love myself? It's been a struggle, but I'm there now and everyone else can pound sand.
The mirror reminds me everyday that I’m almost 500 pounds .
it’s imminent …
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pls let me overfeed u ❤︎
pls let me overfeed u ❤︎
pls let me overfeed u ❤︎
pls let me overfeed u ❤︎
Having to buy size 50 jeans makes me feel a certain way 🫠
Reblog if you're a fat boy who loves getting fatter.
I can't be only one getting addicted to stuffing my face and feeling my belly get bigger and bigger, craving feeders to spoil and grow me into a big piggy.
I love my own obesity. I did this to myself and I’m going to make it worse. I live the life of a fat man because skinny me got curious about a weight gain kink and now I waddle instead of walk normally. My own libido means I have to reach around my own fat belly to even be able to get off, and the thought that I soon might not be able to even reach anymore makes me want to go even harder. The only post-nut clarity I get anymore is the realisation that I need to pig out for dinner. I’m going to be this way forever.
Insanely relatable
I love my own obesity. I did this to myself and I’m going to make it worse. I live the life of a fat man because skinny me got curious about a weight gain kink and now I waddle instead of walk normally. My own libido means I have to reach around my own fat belly to even be able to get off, and the thought that I soon might not be able to even reach anymore makes me want to go even harder. The only post-nut clarity I get anymore is the realisation that I need to pig out for dinner. I’m going to be this way forever.
Insanely relatable
who will help me get my gaining journey to the next the level? 🐷
Body positivism - follow my journey!
REBLOG IF YOU'RE DESTINED TO BECOME BED-BOUND
My biggest fantasy
i need fatter if i’m honest
i need someone on my fat tits if i’m honest
i need someone to kiss my big round belly if i’m honest
It's so funny you thought this wouldn't change you. That you could eat like this. That it wouldn't change your brain chemistry. That you're aren't biologically programmed to want this exactly.
To grow fat. To crave more.
Now everyday you're growing. You can't help it. You can't turn it off. You can eat so much now you don't realize with every bite past your lips that you're only making room for more, increasing your capacity for gluttony.
You only notice when you're outgrowing something—your clothes, furniture, a space you used to fit in comfortably—to an embarrassing degree. Or you sit back stuffed after a meal and see the mountain of empty containers, the stacks of plates and bowls ...
Suddenly, you become aware how heavy you feel, how you couldn't stop, how your stomach pushes out more than you last remember, maybe you've spiraled more than you think, you have been accidentally stuffing yourself multiples times a week lately because you need to be full these days to be satisfied and normal meals don't cut it anymore, but who cares because eating just feels so good, and are those new stretchmarks?
You're aching and tender and sensitive, exploring and touching your body to these thoughts. You don't even know when you started doing that, it's so automatic at this point. Squeezing, hefting, gasping, belching, whimpering, moaning.
You're definitely bigger, softer. There's more to heft and grab—it's so addictive, the sensation rubbing and playing with your belly, of jiggling with every move. The way it's all your fault. There's no one to blame but you, your appetite, and your desire that's gotten you here.
... and it only makes you wetter for dessert.
You thought greed could never control you. That it couldn't trap you in a cycle that you were so sure you could leave whenever you were done, once you thought you had your fun with your feedist tendencies and be ready to leave them behind.
Look at you now, huh, fatty?
When did you realize you would never get away?
If we happen to vibe, I‘ll most likely gain weight for you!
REBLOG if you need to be teased, praised, reminded of how fat you're getting 💕🐽
You deserve it!
I said what I said🙂↕️
Getting extremely morbidly obese for you is my lovelanguage🤍