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☆ABOUT ME

age: 22

sex: female

sexuality: straight

height: 5'7"

weight: 120lbs

☆STATUS/ACTIVITY

i am currently attending college and majoring in studio art, and i'm looking for a job, so i will not be able to sustain conversations here for too long. so yes, that means i may very likely ghost you. sorry in advance!

☆INTERESTS

art, musical composition, philosophy, psychology, anthropology, body building, and dissecting stories/symbols. i also love cartoons!

☆STANCES

radical leftist, feminist, and an atheist. as being a feeder, i also stand firmly against weight discrimination and medical fatphobia

☆DISCLAIMER

no, i am not interested in gaining weight myself. and yes, i am sure i am completely dominant. i am also taken (and loyal). i will leave you on read if you "try to change my mind"

☆KINKS

i am into everything under the sun of weight gain except for vore, mutual gaining, and inflation (bloating is great though lol)

#femitalks #female fat admirer #inbox

sigmaleph

every day i am thankful to ancient humans for the domestication of the cat. fucking genius idea. agriculture was a good one too btw but you really outdid yourselves with the cat thing

whyenn-reader

''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.

zewik7-2

Ugh... my belly hangs lower than the stool I sit on... 🥵🥵

bellypovs2

feedees who sneak away during their lunch break to stuff their faces, trying to act nonchalant upon reentering the office. wore black to hide the damage, buuuttttt it isn't quite working. now they have to sneak lil' pants unbuttoning breaks to breathe 😉

bellypovs2

Every time someone ditches 'feederism' for 'feedism', an angel gains their wings 😇

amph1tr1t3

What do you want in a feedee? I want to be the next

Controversial: I don't want a feedee.

I want a partner. I don't know how to do casual in real life - I want a real relationship. With someone who actually loves me. With someone who cannot fathom the idea of being intimate with someone else. With someone who thinks I have value as a whole person, someone who wants to be loved and looked after and supported (and who is willing to tolerate needing to do the same for me.)

I want someone who is excited to tell me about their day. I want someone who remembers my friends' names. I want someone who smiles when they see my number on their phone.

I want someone who wants to build a life together, work toward sharing a home, plan for something that looks future-shaped.

And if at all possible, I want weight gain to be a mostly organic result of that - of date nights, overindulgence, weekends spent snacking and cuddling and having silly little adventures...and yes, plenty of kinky play in between, but real gains don't happen during one sexy stuffing.

I guess I want what I thought I had and maybe I should stop talking now.