Vi

23 FFA feeder <3 minors DNI!!

[finalfemmetasyy]

the only muscle i want you working is your jaw

[finalfemmetasyy]

i lovee how feedism in a way reverses typical gender roles. mens bodies femininize, their chests softening into plush moobs, hips widening as their thighs thicken making their gait slow and laborous but in a manner that is just so utterly feminizing. they become so docile and pliable expecting to be stuffed way past capacity in a submissive manner. women have the potential to adopt more typically masculine traits, belching in an almost unlady like manner, becoming slow, lethargic, gluttonous; expecting and demanding more from their feeder. adopting a bratty like demeanor that is so needy and dominating it resembles masculinity in a sly way. just some ramblings about aspects i love about feedees <3

[finalfemmetasyy]

the arch of my back is the perfect fit for your gut piggy don’t you agree <3

[finalfemmetasyy]

I find it so fascinating the consistent urge you have to be a complete pig even when faced with any form of embarrassment. Whether through social humiliation the glares eyeing you up and down as you jiggle, your gut poking and bouncing out under your shirt, soaked in sweat as you huff and puff your way about. Even when faced with personal shame you eat your way through it. New pair of paints won’t fit? I’m sure it’s nothing that chugging a pint of ice cream wouldn’t fix. The way your face reddens as you realize the arms of the chair are entrapping you in, forcing your love handles over the sides. Most people would hate to be in your predicament. They would be revolted at the slightest sign of pudge. Yet the only thing that gets you off is a packed stomach and handful of fat to jiggle to get yourself off. The social disdain only fuels you and your desire to be an absolute slob. Humiliation is sexual gratification for you, piggy. A well conditioned hog not even oblivious to it all but entirely self aware. You love to be looked down upon and beg for me to remind you how much you’ve let yourself go. To be reminded how much of a pig you are as you promise me you’ll get bigger and bigger.

[finalfemmetasyy]

weight gain as a form of bondage🫦 the lard collar around your neck means you’re mine <3

[finalfemmetasyy]

I love the feeling of my body having to physically accommodate someone of a bigger size. My legs have no choice but to spread open to straddle your gut. My back arched as you fill the space between us enveloping me in your softness. My arms sink into your love handles as I widen my embrace to be able to feel all of you. Your own thighs even force your legs apart into a waddle. I love how much space you take up and how your size commands attention. Every aspect of fat is just so beautiful to me truly

[finalfemmetasyy]

POV you’ve finished a fattening dinner now you get dessert (plus cake, ice cream, any assortment of calories to add to your ever growing waistline 🫦)

[finalfemmetasyy]

The phrase the “physique is the receipt” is often used to honor the hard work and tireless dedication of gym rats and health nuts alike. Yet, when it’s applied to you my piggy it’s a reminder of the consequence of your actions. At this point, it’d be nearly impossible to total the exact amount of cheeseburgers, milkshakes, donuts, fries, extra large pizzas (and don’t forget all those extra toppings you begged for), candies, soda (never diet always full calorie of course), gallons of ice creams, entire bags of chocolates- I think you get the point. The times you just had to stop before dinner and binge an entire days worth of calories at any fast food chain to then drag your swollen gut to dinner and consume another days worth. While typically people consume protein shakes to later burn those calories into muscles at the gym, you often find yourself downing an entire pack in less than ten minutes to plop yourself down on the couch and digest all those calories into fat, while then continuing to greedily gobble down snack after snack. Not to forget the cartons of heavy cream you’d desperately consume eagerly trying to grow even bigger. Not that you could forget after all my piggy, the physique is the receipt <33

[peachy-ffa]

I don't think most feedees realize the power that they hold and how easily it would be to turn a feeder (like me) into a subby mess. It is as easy as pressing your feeder against a wall so they can feel your belly encapsulate their abdomen, feeling every inch of softness and having nowhere else to go.

If you want to be bolder (and if your feeder can handle it) make them feel your whole weight, sit on their lap or pin them against the bed. Let them know how every single pound they have helped you gain truly feels.

Be a tease, wear that too small shirt around them and when they point out how part of your belly is out, grab their hands and push them towards your belly, ask them "You mean this belly that you helped me grow?"

I'm not joking, feedees seriously underestimate the power they have since they are just gorgeous and irresistible 🫠

[moobappreciation]

The transcendental beauty of a skinny girl pegging a morbidly obese man ✨

[finalfemmetasyy]

Every overindulgence is a permanent reminder on your body of your greed. Trying to move your body around leaves you in a state of breathlessness as you are simply too weak to carry the burden of your own gluttony. The people around you could not possibly imagine the sexual arousal fueling your food (fat) addiction, getting turned on at the mere thought of overstuffing yourself far beyond your limits. Every time you eat you always manage to overdo it and you’re left in a moaning, whimpering comatose-like state, stuck to the spot you began in as you couldn’t possibly manage to stand up on your own. But nothing else turns you on, now doesn’t it? Addicted to being my greedy “little” piggy jiggling about in ill-fitting clothing practically bursting at the seams, never having anything that fits quite right. Such inconvenience is worth it for the beauty that fat brings 🫦

[finalfemmetasyy]

leaving hickeys all over your fat thighs to show you are mine💋

[finalfemmetasyy]

i ❤️ moobs

[finalfemmetasyy]

i love the way every part of you jiggles when i’m riding on top <33

[badcholesteroll]

It’s bad manners to not finger the person hand feeding you

[ketsudan1-deactivated20260416-d]

It is …Since you don‘t need your hands anyways, fatty!

[finalfemmetasyy]

(flirting) you got soo fat you really have been letting yourself go haven’t you?

[finalfemmetasyy]

A stuffing sesh that ends up like this:

I let out a grin as a deviant thought crosses my mind. You look docile, stuffed beyond your limits groaning as you take in another bite of cake. The next bite I hold the fork inches away from your lips. “Beg for it.” I say. A hint of red appears on your chubby cheeks, humiliated yet aroused. Your lips have bits of frosting along the side and your double chin is as prominent as ever. “Please baby, please keep stuffing me-“ I cut you off with a laugh, I say “Wait a minute how could I be so stupid? Pigs don’t laugh they only…” trailing off allowing you to piece together the rest. Your face grows an even deeper shade of red, stomach painfully distended but eager for more, you reply simply with an “Oink.”