DISSERVICE DOG @glutpuppy - Tumblr Blog

I'm Surge pup! I'm 26. Any pronouns except for she. I'm aromantic and like fucking my homies :) dogbrained 24/7. T4T 5ever

I'm bad at tagging, so just be aware i rb cnc, among other things. Please refrain from interacting if you post about detrans kink.

Some stuff I'm into: Pupplay, Primal play, Exhibitionism/voyeurism, Plushies, CNC, Kidnapping, Leather, Restraints, Newish to feedism

meowpuptummy

fat puppies playing in matching thongs 🐾🩵 @feedistbaby

junkyard-puppy

Feeling extremely normal about this comparison 😵‍💫

#woaah

queer-and-bloating

Happy Fatboy Friday™️

🐷🐷🐷

#always so hot

tumboodles

summertime tradition!!!

everybody-loves-to-eat

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thinking about enabling and coddling a big fatboy. Bringing him food and refilling his plate as soon as he’s finished one up. “Sit down babe I’ll go get you more.” Watching him eat past his limits, belly pushing out further and further into his lap. Him squirming in his seat so uncomfortable from his stuffed belly. “Oh no did you eat too much again honey? Does your poor belly hurt?” Hearing him whine and try to soothe his own bloated belly. “It’s okay you just got too excited I’ll rub your belly for you. Lift up your tummy I’ll help you unbutton those tight pants.” 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

overstuffd

Day two of stuffing @fatguarddog and here's what I'm feeding him for breakfast - chocolate chip pancakes with bacon, syrup, peanut butter and banana. A nice light start to the day before he really starts eating...

fatguarddog

Finished it all and then had some chocolate milk and got handfed crisps on the sofa btw 🤤🤤🤤

#wow<3

sanitymakesposts

Collar is a gateway drug. To gettin your tummy rubbbedddd

I sat on my phone in my pocket and broke the screen. New fat ass brag

#arf arf #transmasc feedee #gaining weight on purpose #nb feedee #get fatter now #trans gainer

tumboodles

the best cow everrrrr

#this rocks #art

chunkylilffa

grow so fat that it's pathetic.

people see you and naturally take pity on you.

you're so big, everything must be such hard work.

everyone knows you'll be panting and out of breath if you have to do things for yourself.

you're really meant to just sit there and look pretty anyway~

#dreamy sigh

tummywrites

person a and b both having a bit of an exhibitionist streak in them, especially when it came to eating with a group of friends.

they’d go out to a restaurant with their friends, sitting next to each other at the table. when the waiter comes over for drinks and appetizers, a orders themselves multiple appetizers, and a sugary soda to go with it. they eat and laugh with their friends, all the while throwing glances to b who’s next to them, watching them with a glint in their eye.

by the time a is done with all their appetizers, the waiter comes back over to take their orders. while the rest of the group orders lighter meals, a orders the largest burger on the menu, asking for extra fries and onion rings. before the waiter leaves, they ask if they can order another burger, too. b has to pretend they don’t choke on their water at the request, looking over at their lover who grins back at them mischievously.

they continue to talk like normal, catching up on work and vacations and pets, no one catching on to the tension between a and b. when the plates get brought out, one of the others at the table looks at a’s plate and laughs, asking if they’re sure they’ll be able to finish all that. a snorts when b grips their thigh, their own, much smaller plate paling in comparison to a’s.

a makes it through the first burger with ease, shoving fries and rings in their mouth along with it. b cant help but to glance over at them, then look around the table to see the way their friends were looking at a. occasionally, they’d let out a burp or a breathy moan, and b has to hold back their own moan at the way their friends look over at a, who’s busy shoving the second burger into their mouth.

by the time they’ve finished all their food, everyone else is long done and watching a eat, placing bets on whether or not they’ll be able to stomach it all. b shifts in their seat the whole time, their face burning red, watching their lover stuff their face, groaning around the food in their mouth. they lean back in their seat and let out a burp, a hand falling to rub at their belly, their eyes catching b’s, who was staring at them incredulously.

they push it a little further, whining a bit as they dig the heel of their palm into the crown of their belly, panting around a confession of how stuffed they are. one of their friends laughs, says they weren’t sure a could ever finish that much, while b burns with arousal beside them, their knuckles white from their grip on their own thigh.

as they all get up to leave, a turns to b and smiles as innocent as they can manage, asking if b can help them stand up, they’re so full they can barely move, and b almost trips over their own feet. they stumble through saying yes, as they help pull a to their feet. they walk out to the car together, one of a’s hands staying on their belly.

when they get to the car, b is on a immediately, leaning over the center console to kiss them, their hands falling to a’s stomach, rubbing their hands up and down their side, dipping under the shirt. when they pull away, a grins, “all that kissing got me worked up, i think i could do with a little snack.”