Things have definitely changed, I never knew how much I loved and needed it till I gave into my desire. I'd love for someone to pile on the fat for me, make me fuller, plumper and rounder. All this soft squish is so nice and I definitely can't help but rub or play with all this added fat.
For the last day or so I've been wearing some older clothes of mine to really see how much they squeeze, and hug my body. I've been wearing an old bra, jean shorts and an old button up work shirt. I'm desperate to make them rip and have the buttons pop. They dig into me, my boobs spilling over - and I have the most incredible muffin top !
I love the teasing and making me feel embaressed about how much food I can pack away or how big I look.
I've been thinking about gaining / stuffing for a while, and I've been doing it occassionaly but with the break I considered why not. And I just dove right in. The funnel is so addicting, I love how I can feed myself until I'm stuffed and then suck down some shake down the funnel no problem still, which then pushes me into being completely overstuffed and unable to really do anything except sleep while I digest. Sometimes I really think I was made to be a good piggy.
With the body contrast, I think both a combination of your posts and consuming more feeder/feedee artwork made me more and more into it over time. I'd love to see myself next to a lovely in shape lady and watch as hands and arms try and wrap around and rub my belly from behind.
Also fantasy confession thingy :
I'd love for a sweet feeder to be taking care of me and after a stressful day at work on a Friday they offer me a larger than normal plate of food which I eat, not noticing how much there is. After eating it all and expressing how full I am, they take me to the couch or bed offering to belly rub me, then sweetly they tease me and my plump figure, saying they bet I could eat more if I really wanted, calling me their sweet little pig. Telling me how I said that I wanted them to take care of me and help me with my weight. After a little bit they grab more food out of the kitchen and the funnel, telling me I need to finish the leftover food they made. They then spend plenty of time force feeding me until im so bloated and stuffed and all the food is gone and I pass out into a food coma, only to be stuffed full again when I wake up, the cycle continuing for the whole weekend. :3
I would be in absoloute bliss.
Look at you, darling, so much different from the shy little thing that asked me and wondered if they should try and gain some weight, to perhaps stuff their belly during a couple of weeks. And now you're much fuller, plumper and hungrier than ever, even wishing that some feeder came into your life to simply pile many pounds on you, you don't just desire to outgrow your clothes, you need to rip them with the new layers of fat that you keep adding to your body, so greedy, you're slowly burying that shy little thing under soooo many calories.
That anon full of doubts is long gone, you now seek this pleasure, you probably eat in a sit way more than I could ever eat in a whole day, yet for you it's not enough, you simply need to feel like you're ready to burst, so you funnel feed yourself something that will fill up every inch and corner of your greedy belly. You're no longer reaching for well fed, you want to be overfed, how adorable, I don't think you would have believed me if I told you a month ago that you would eventually be gaining this much thanks to your funnel addiction, very cute.
How does it feel? Did you ever think you could be this greedy? Or perhaps this gluttonous? Did you ever imagined yourself desiring this as much as you currently do? Does an overfed piggy like you want me to rub their stuffed belly after the funnel? Ah so many questions, yet I already know most of those answers, darling, so you should keep enjoying your time and just happily stuff yourself silly, in fact, I don't think I need to tell you that, you've probably already done that, so you should just grab the funnel and think about me while all those calories go down your throat to rest heavily inside your belly.
And what a cute fantasy, being taken care of by a sweet feeder who only wishes to really expand your waistline and constantly keep you stuffed for a whole weekend. You've become very indulgent with yourself, to the point in which you even desire to get some help in order to be as stuffed as possible every single moment you can, it's cute to see how much you've changed. All your beautiful experiences make my feeder heart swoon, it's always pleasant to read your sweet updates.
Hoping you can be in absolute bliss this weekend 💖
