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30s F | bi | encourager/baby feeder This is a feedism/weight gain kink blog. Minors DO NOT interact please & thank you!

[femanonfa]

Hello, all. I figured since I’ve finally decided to take the plunge and really start interacting within the online feedism community, it might be helpful and insightful to make a lil pinned post about myself like I see so many of you have!

First and foremost, this is a kink/fetish blog, so I kindly ask that no minors interact with me or my blog. Thanks!

A little about myself before I start rambling off my private indulgences: I prefer to stay relatively anonymous - as much as one can online anyway. You can call me whatever you want, I don’t mind - but if it helps, I’m a lower-30s cis woman and blissfully bisexual. I try to stay pretty fit myself, but obviously, I love bigger bodies, men and women alike. I love to write, which is the primary purpose of this blog! Expect to see plenty of horny weight gain encouragement and prose from me from time to time.

Tags:

#FemAnonWrites - my stories and flowery, usually horny weight gain text posts

#FemAnonAnswers - self-explanatory

#FemAnonChatter - other miscellaneous text posts not strictly related to feedism

Things you will find here that I love:

Weight gain, obviously

Beer bellies/slight intox

Belly rubs

Burps

Stretchmarks

Weight gain fiction & erotica

Stuffing/overeating

Lots of fattening encouragement!

Things you will NOT find here that I do NOT like:

Vomit (I am severely emetophobic!)

Vore

MPreg

Any other kind of gas other than burps…

Inflation

Blueberry? Just discovered that one recently. (Not trying to yuck anyone’s yum - do your thing!)

Death feedism

Rapid, magic, or instant weight gain (I prefer it realistic and gradual)

Since I’m still new(ish) to the community, I’m still learning, and as such, this pinned post will get updated!

Thanks for reading, and I hope you stick around!

[lmmmbh]

intox feedism is a dying practice you all should participate bring back beer bellies and the munchies

[tomatoesnradiowire]

Just gonna leave this here as I sip on whiskey and snack.....

[plushefemme]

fattening someone up but doing it in like. a masculinizing way. telling you “eat up, i like boys who look like they can handle themselves” with a coy little wink as i add another serving to your plate, grabbing your chub, “gotta make sure you can keep me warm.” squeezing your doughy arm the same way one would squeeze a guy’s muscled bicep, even more admiringly. saying things like “i need a guy with a little weight on him,” as i encourage you to order a second entree when we’re out to dinner, and on the way home i rub your stuffed belly, “hm, you’re still a little scrawny, but you’ll be a real hunk in no time.”

[kismetslut]

so unfair that a fat boy isn't finishing a case of beer right now while watching me cook him his fifth insanely high-calorie meal of the day 💔

[femanonfa]

The little details of someone gaining weight are so perfectly cute. What are your favorites?

Ooh, I like this question. This might necessitate a bullet point list:

Underwear beginning to dig into thickening thighs

That one specific little spot right on the underbelly that becomes more and more sensitive as it threatens to become a proper overhang

Bellies sitting into laps just a touch further by the day, warm and heavy and rather stimulating 😮‍💨

Straining buttons and seams, obviously. Denial at how poorly once-perfect outfits are beginning to fit

Gradual appetite increases. Growing fast food orders. Starts small at first but then snowballs…a burger and medium fries with a medium drink becomes a burger and large fries with a large drink when you realize you’re still hungry after your usual order. Then a 6 piece nugget gets tacked on. Then that becomes a 10 piece. Then a 20…

Getting lazier. Staying mobile is incredibly important, but good god it’s so enticing when exercise routines become less frequent in favor of movie marathons or gaming.

This is by no means an exhaustive list, and I invite anyone else to reblog and add to it as they see fit. I know I’d love to read more answers so I’m aware of more details to appreciate…🥵

[femanonfa]

How NSFW are you okay with getting, namely in regards to your kinks?

I suppose that depends on the person. 😊 though to be honest I don’t think I am interested in any “below-the-belt” conversation right now, so to speak.

[femanonfa]

What is a baby feeder anyway, I want to know because I want to learn

Basically just that I’m new at all of this, and am still sort of unsure how to label myself to make it clear where my interests lie.

I don’t think I can call myself a “feeder” in the truest sense of the term because, while I do love the idea of weight gain as a consequence of my encouragement/teasing/cooking/general influence, it doesn’t do anything for me to demand someone to eat like it’s my full time job. I also don’t usually engage in sending someone money specifically for a meal unless I’m in a relationship with them or something. (Tipping content creators and purchasing their content here and there notwithstanding 😅)

Hope this helps!

[femanonfa]

I’ve recently developed a slight beer belly, how do I make it bigger? Hehe

I suppose you could start by doubling the efforts that got you here in the first place! Snacking between meals is important too. And dessert after dinner each night 😋

[ajaxpilled]

something very very cute about when somebody is eating well and gains enough weight that when you slide your fingers along the waistband of their boxers or panties, you’re met with a bit of difficulty and resistance due to the new lil layer of plushness stretching the elastic a little further than usual. something very very precious about how nicely underwear frames a bit of extra chub <3

[femanonfa]

Shit…I did not need that, you hopelessly gripe to yourself, clutching a hand over your full stomach in the car. You just finished off a double bacon cheeseburger with fries after an annoyingly long day at work.

But god it tasted so good, you think to yourself absentmindedly as you unbutton your pants for the short drive back home. You stayed at work late today, knowing your beloved partner was home waiting for you, longing to join you on the couch for some much-needed vegging out.

You pull up to your humble abode, belly full, but not painfully so. You heave a sigh before you suck yourself in just enough to redo your pants button before wadddling inside. “Waddling” is the only way you can describe it at the moment.

Much to your dismay, as you open the door, the intoxicating aroma of a freshly cooked dinner hits you like a brick wall.

“Hi baby! I knew you were working late today so I -”

Their words stop in their throat when they see you. You like to think it’s just the joy of having you home with them at last that stops them, but you know the truth. Your tummy is stretching rather tautly against your shirt, much more noticeably than it had been when you left for work that morning. Your partner isn’t oblivious.

“Oh, babe. You look exhausted. You kick your feet up and relax, dinner is almost ready.”

Dinner? You just had dinner! But Jesus, the look in their doe eyes would make you rather disappear into the ground than refuse them. By the smell of it they’ve been working for hours on whatever they’re cooking up, and far be it from you to let that go to waste. You do as you’re told and take your seat on the sofa afront the TV, anxiously awaiting whatever they are bound to present to you.

And present they do. A short few moments later, once you’re fully relaxed and engrossed into an episode of your favorite show, a heaping bowl of creamy, decadent pasta is planted in front of your softening face. It smells…buttery. Impossibly decadent. Fattening.

A single second passes where you think, I could say no, but you don’t. You couldn’t bear to let their efforts go to waste. And so instead you say, “thank you, baby. This looks delicious,” before you shovel a forkful into your greedy mouth.

And delicious it is. You were right about the decadence, of course. Your arteries can feel the fat, even before you swallow. You’re attuned to it now. You’ve grown to crave this indulgence, this excess. No matter how much you eat, you feel you can’t refuse another bite. Of anything. Ever.

Forkful after forkful, you feel the top of your stomach expanding, growing tighter with each bite. But still you can’t stop. It’s addictive.

“What did you put in this, babe?” you question, feigning ignorance, pretending to be enamored by your beloved’s skills in the kitchen. You’re lying, though. Inside you know it’s just that you’re insatiable, unable to resist the temptations of a warm meal.

“Nothing new, hon, I just figured you’d be hungry since you worked so late.”

You know they’re lying, too. Both of you complicit in what’s happening. You’re getting fatter with every bite you take, and you both know it, and neither of you are upset by it. The itch of your growing stretchmarks betray your façade.

You finish the first bowl, full now beyond able to ignore, but you ask for seconds anyway.

“God, you’re such a great cook. How’d I get so lucky?” You say innocently, giving your rounded belly a pat. “I’m so full! My mouth wants more but my stomach is protesting.”

It’s true. Your gut aches, but you’ve grown to crave this. This overfull, overindulged sensation.

Your partner moves to you gracefully, adorably, nothing but love in their eyes.

“Doesn’t look like you’re that upset, babe,” they say, eyes perceptively locked on your crotch. Their hand moves between your thighs and begins to rub.

“I hope you saved room for dessert.”

[femanonfa]

Do you accept belly pics in your submissions? Asking for a very hungry friend 👉🏻👈🏻

Far be it from me to refuse such a thing 👀 but on a platonic level to stay respectful ❤️

[femanonfa]

I know it was for kinktober, but if you have any other wlw feedee stories in the works like “Nurses Office” please post them! There’s sooo little sapphic wg writing :,)

I know, isn’t it a shame? I’ll keep this in mind, maybe those two deserve a follow up! ❤️

[femanonfa]

How long have you been into feederism and would you like to dm?:)

I was definitely under 10 when I realized fat made me feel a certain way, but didn’t realize what that way was until much later. I think I firmly figured it out somewhere in my late teens.

My DMs are technically open, but fair warning I do log off tumblr from time to time and can’t guarantee timely responses. 😅 sorry! I’ve got a busy life outside of this realm.

[debaucheryandexcess]

having a belly outline while wearing a dress is a very beautiful and sexy accessory. anyone who tries to tell you otherwise is getting put in the shredder

[superspecialcherrysurprise]

it’s the overindulgence tbh. the unapologetic enjoyment of excess. it’s watching someone give in to sensual pleasure and then revel in the aftereffects

i love it when someone loves to eat and lets themselves enjoy that to the fullest (no pun intended). i love it

[oshafemme]

do u ever just feel ur libido rising from "turned on" to "about to make a bad decision"