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Reblog if you’re into XWG (extreme weight gain)
Bella Begins *or* How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Embrace my Feeding Fetish
I had a substitute teacher in 4th grade who was a nice, busty, fat apple shape, and very strict. I found out she had a boyfriend, and imagined no woman that confident would date anyone who didn’t like her fat. Then I thought, if he likes her fat, maybe he wants her fatter.
At this point, I had already thought many times when being denied treats or seconds “Or I’d get fat” that I couldn’t wait to be a grown up, so I could get as fat as I wanted. I thought maybe she wanted it too and had found someone who liked it, and helped.
I started drawing cartoons of her and him together, her eating on the couch with a massive gut hanging between her legs, him coming in with more pizza and chips and milkshakes for her. No joke, I drew a feeding machine.
This was in the mid nineties and we didn’t have internet or a computer, so there was no way I could know I wasn’t completely alone. I came up with most of the components to common f.e.e.d.i.s.t fantasies in a complete vacuum, which I can’t explain except to say I am born wired this way. These fantasies about my teacher and her partner sparked my sexual awakening. I started padding my clothes to get excited and get off. I fantasized about famous beautiful women I admired getting fat at the hands of partners.
I made a promise to myself that I would never, ever tell anyone what I had to think of to push myself over the edge, because I thought I must be broken somehow, but maybe I could just keep it a secret forever and attribute the closed eyes to being lost in the moment.
I grew curvier and curvier, and got exposed to more and more messaging about how I was too fat and the wrong shape. I worked out and dieted to get family off my back for being, in retrospect, a perfectly healthy weight.
I did this partially to try to balance out my stuffings. I always loved to eat, but living at home, I rarely had the chance to really go crazy without someone at least noticing food missing, so aside from a few times when I snuck some groceries home, I didn’t get to ever experience the fullness I craved. When I moved out on my own, and had access to late night city food, I had my first real stuffing. I ordered 2 double cheeseburgers, double fries, and a large soda on my way home from a pub, and devoured it like it was nothing. I then went out to the corner market open late and bought a loaf of bread and herbed cream cheese, and finished the whole thing in my dorm room. I felt shame, I was already gaining the freshman 15, but I felt compelled to eat all of it, and afterwords I felt so, so good physically. Heavy. Stuffed. Glutted. I got off and passed out.
I started boxing training 4 or 5 days a week, 2 hours a day, to offset the food when I changed schools, which was lots of fun, actually, I enjoy physical activity and being strong. It also allowed me to have massive ice cream binges at least once a week without gaining too much weight.
At this point I had discovered online f.e.e.d.i.s.t communities and knew I wasn’t alone, but I was reticent to try gaining, due to social pressure mostly, and also because I didn’t have a partner to play with.
I still filmed myself before and after stuffings though. I loved the contrast. I loved the overwhelmed bloating and belching. I deleted all the videos as soon as I was “done” with them, because I didn’t want anyone to find them ever ever. In retrospect I was creating amazing content that I should have been proud of, but these things take time.
I made a couple friends in the community, one of whom I am still very close with. I met a friend who casually mentioned that she used to be a feedee model, and was still a feedee and sometimes gainer. We hung out one day and she gave me a huge meal and let me enjoy it and just be open about the pleasure I felt. She talked frankly about the benefits and detriments of gaining to over 400 lbs, which she had done, but by this time had lost weight and was closer to 275. Society likes to play things like once you get fat, it’s over, and your life will never be the same. In some ways, that’s true, your skin will not shrink back past a certain size, and once you’ve gained enough to make moving less comfortable, you will struggle to go back to some intense workouts. That said, taking care of yourself and making regular choices when you’re not engaged in play (stuffing for sexual gratification) is not actually that difficult. I found it much more difficult when I was in a constant state of self denial, because it was always “I’ll do this once more, then never again”.
I do still like to plan for a stuffing. Give myself time to chose everything I want to eat, plan the menu, pick an outfit that will turn me on to try before, during, and after. Now that I’m gaining, I get the pleasure of feeling my fat move, swell, and bounce on top of the massive binge, feel how the texture changes as I fill my gut.
I’m born this way, I love being this way, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. #feedeeforlife
Lock me in my bedroom and feed me 20000 calories a day until I’m too wide to leave my room 💕
This big boy turned himself into a really huge boy, at least 200+ pounds of fresh pure blubber! I love how far he's come from being a small chubby to a superchubby! Will he keep going? We'll find out soon enough!
would you look at all that pudge
Piggy needs to groooowwww 🐷🐷🐷
I want to come home every day to a piggy like this. Blissfully fat and eager to grow.
I’m sorry yall but in case you haven’t guessed by now, part of this kink for me is folks doing stuff to grab and keep my attention. i get messages on the daily asking me “how do i get you to encourage me?”, or “how do i get you to interact with me more?” and the answer is to literally put in the work to command my attention.
I get on average at least 8 new dms a day (in addition to being no where near clearing the 99+ i have already) , I have 2 jobs, a social life outside of this kink, a body still recovering from covid, a mind that goes 1000 mph, and the attention span of a gold fish. I’ve got a lot on my plate.
SO, if you want me to give you the attention you desire, why not show me that you’re worth my while? Be proactive. I joke around saying things like my “dowry is 50lbs” but uhhh i’m really only half kidding. You want me to encourage you? Prove that you’re worth encouraging. Tag me in new posts that undoubtedly show how dedicated you are to eating and gaining for me. Stop hiding behind anons and hypotheticals and dm spamming. Make me obsessed with you by showing me how much you can do without me. Show me that there’s potential.
(but also pls be of age. I’m not interested in engaging in this kink with anyone under 21)
Literally it’s insane how the laundry never stops. There is always laundry
Wait till you hear about dishes
STRAWBERRY FROSTING
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Is this how you roll?
your manic hedonistic neon cyberpunk fat pixie dream boy?
Wanted to see what I could accomplish going all out for a drawing, and also wanted to draw a fat princess being spoiled and doted on by a well dressed serving staff. This is what we got from that.; Hope you enjoy!
Which feedees getting the stamp rn?
hmm well no one has eaten for me lately so.... 🤷🏾♀️😤
Working on it!
Uhh someone take my phone away pls🥴
Holy shit those are neat!! Congrats on the cool stamps/brands! Did you make them yourself?
currently thinking about:
A feedee hell bent determined to be absolutely MASSIVE. Constantly pushing their limits and stuffing themselves silly. Completely impatient for their gains and doing whatever they can to gain as much as they can as fast as they can. Their belly being constantly swollen and hard to the touch because they haven’t known hunger in months. Them literally bursting out their clothes from week to week because even sizing up is not enough to keep up with the demands of their rapidly expanding body. Them flustering their feeder because even they hadn’t anticipated how dedicated their feedee is to literally blowing up before their eyes...
Oh man, if I had someone cheering me on, I'd definitely be *this*
🤤😱😍
Let's play a game.
You put on your tightest, TIGHTEST outfit.
I want it to be suffocating you, so close to giving out.
Then we'll go to dinner.
You are going to eat the biggest appetizer, the biggest entree, and the biggest dessert.
You already looked red-faced walking in, with your pants ready to break open, so here's the fun part.
After you finish, if your clothes stay intact, if your belly isn't hanging in your lap all round and stuffed, then i'll give you my jacket to hide while we walk back out.
But, if your button pops
If your shirt rides up too far to pull down
If you stuff yourself beyond fitting back into those clothes
You are going to walk out and let everyone see.
It was already obvious you cant control yourself around food
But i'll make sure everyone can see just how much you've let yourself go
If you even have to undo your pants just to fit more into that big belly, you lose
You'll have to walk out, desperately pulling your shirt down
Trying so hard to hide that hanging, wobbly gut.
Trying to hide your face so that while everyone there is staring, whispering about how fat you are, they don't see how flustered you are about it.
They already watched you stuff your face, they already know that you have quite the appetite
Then once we're in the car, just to make sure you know it's obvious, we'll go through a drive-thru
I'll order so much food they'll think we have a party in the car
But when we pull up, they'll just see you
Shirt too small
Pants wide open
Clutching your stuffed, fat belly in the passenger seat
And they'll know it's all for you, fatty.
I fucking love when chubby girls lay on top of me.
Whether it's snuggling or sexual, I love feeling that soft belly against mine.
Being thinner, it's so fucking hot to feel it hang over my sides from how much wider they are.
Fucking lord, pushing those overflowing parts up and feeling them bounce back down around me.
Shaking those love handles and feeling the ripple.
Dick against jiggling belly? Shit's sexy as fuck, oh my god.
I noticed your last pair of jeans getting a little too tight.
The minutes you spent trying to get them on.
How badly they squeeze your fat hips.
Since they're the last, why don't we send them off with a bang?
We'll go out to eat.
Order two of your favorite appetizers
Double up on sides
Desserts too.
I want to watch that button strain harder and harder as the night goes on.
I want you to be uncomfortable.
You'll feel just how fat you've gotten.
Tighter and tighter
They'll suffocate your gut as you eat more and more.
No way to relieve the pressure without everyone knowing, your shirt can't possibly go that low.
You know i'm watching
Waiting
For it to burst.
To see your face go bright red as you try and act natural.
You always tell me you haven't gotten THAT big.
But haven't you?
I see you try to eat slower, although you know the consequences.
You either finish, or I order more to go, along with all the leftovers.
You'll stop eventually, saving yourself from the embarrassment.
Your button creaking with every breath.
We lock eyes, you know what happens next.
I tell the waiter to start another appetizer, another main dish, another dessert all to go.
And I make you box up all that's left.
You know you'll have to finish all of it.
Once it's done we get to the car.
You finally let your massive belly loose.
Poor thing, so shocked by how round you are.
So surprised what you've done to yourself.
You better start eating now
Once we get home, you'll only get even bigger.