High As A Kite

Hi, I’m Gen 22 // Intoxication and Feederism Enjoyer // Fat Queer Extraordinaire

[wormus-squirmus]

I don’t wanna be responsible, I just wanna be a stoned puppy

I need someone to sneak thc tincture into my food or give me a gummy and tell me it’s candy. I’ll be so confused why I feel so fuzzy and sensitive but it won’t matter because whatever you do to me always feels so good when I’m high

[high-kite]

Happy 4/20, babes~!

Like all of you lovely folks, I am celebrating the holiday~ I am taking hit after hit and feeling my brain melting~ I can feel myself grow more dull and giggly. I am in absolute love with being high~ I love feeling like such a stoner slut~

[feedernurse]

Imagine, if you will, a nice feedee cow at home during the day. I work 12 hour shifts as a nurse so to keep her entertained, I door dash her as much food as I want. And by the time I come home and she hasn't finished it all, I'm going to force feed her the rest and then some more as a punishment. I don't want her to be able to move after. I barely want her to have room to breath. Then and only then when she's too helpless to do anything or stop me, I'm gonna lift up her monstrous gut and eat her out and fuck her till she finishes. Then I'm gonna let her sleep it off only to repeat the process tomorrow. I want her huge fast asap

[whorebl00d]

We're both high. I'm giving you bad head. Pausing to take a breather and laughing way too often. You're giggling and clumsily messing with my hair.

[high-kite]

Okay, this actually is so sickly sweet. I’m too high and emotional for this. Deadass crying. This is fucking beautiful.

[deathskitten1]

I have known of you through a few friends in common for a while, but have never really spoken to you. I feel nervous when you approach me at a party and start talking, but also excited. I don't normally get noticed by hot guys like you. You invite me to go smoke with you, I enjoy weed but know I can be a lightweight. I giggle and agree, following you upstairs to an empty room. You close the door, sit on the bed and pull out a fat joint. My nerves increase but I push them away not wanting to ruin this chance. I sit on the bed next to you, but you scoot closer and light the joint. You blow the cloud into my face before turning it around and holding it up to my lips. I try to grab it with my hand but you shake your head slightly. I stare at you as I open my mouth and take a hit, coughing hard. "I think this is stronger than I have had before" I mention, already feeling it go to my head. You chuckle and take another hit before undoing the button on your pants. "If you can't handle the weed I have something else you can suck on". I am unsure if he is joking and awkwardly laugh. He hands me the joint and I take another hit, before I can exhale he shoves me down onto his cock trapping the smoke in my lungs. "Good bitch, choke on that cock" he grunts and holds me down. I get up and cough, worried I will vomit. My head is instantly dizzy and I don't even try to resist as you start to touch me. "Such a high little slut, smoke my weed and tease me? Might as well let me use some of these holes while you are dazed out." He put the joint at my lips and I reluctantly take another hit. He removes the joint from my mouth before stripping me down. "Perfect little doll for me now" he comments before raping my pussy as I lay there barely conscious.

[meren-mindgames]

It feels Good to be Good.

So be Good and take another hit.

The higher you get, the less you think.

Thinking is too hard.

You’re too Pretty to think.

Inhale…. More…. Deeper….

Such a Pretty Grope Dolly. Now just lay back, and feel my touch…. Your body is for me, isn’t it. Do your best and give me a bark. Maybe you’ll earn my fingers in your mouth

[vividly-untidy-deactivated20240]

I don’t want to stop at “just” controlling your diet. I couldn’t, because I want more than that. I want to control your habits—design every single day around you and your waistline. I’ll control what you wear, how you act, how you think. All of it. Your body is a temple of my design, as are your thoughts. As the wight piles on with no end in sight, you’ll lose focus on anything that isn’t getting you fatter and dumber. Until you don’t think at all. Until you can’t think at all. It’ll be scary at first, adjusting to this new life. You’ll shock yourself every time you pass a mirror and see your reflection. You’ll think “is this really me?”. News flash—it always was—and if you don’t believe me, just give it some time. With some good old fashioned re-wiring of the brain, I’ll erase all memory of your life before giving into the livestock lifestyle. And you’ll always live in the present, yet also aching to live in the future; aching to live in your bigger and slower body. You’ll be my incompetent slob, dedicating every second to filling your mouth and filling out your curves. And you’ll enjoy it as the pounds and years get faster.

[kinky-kitty-fantasies]

[high-kite]

are you stuffed? bc if not, you reaaaally should be

i want that gut crammed absolutely full- nothing else you should be thinking about other than food, right? no room for any other thoughts in that silly little head!

This made me sooooo hungry~ Gonna take a few hits and start to absolutely stuff myself~

[high-kite]

Hi guys~ I’m gonna be getting high for the next few hours~ Any interaction I get I will take a hit for~ already a bit high~ Need y’all’s help ~

[high-kite]

I’m still doing this lol~! Would love to be told to get absolutely stupid for you guys! Send me asks or suggestions or literally anything! Love being a stoned slut for y’all

[high-kite]

fuuch should i take more edible?

Of course you should ~! Get sooooooo fucked up!

[high-kite]

Hi guys~ I’m gonna be getting high for the next few hours~ Any interaction I get I will take a hit for~ already a bit high~ Need y’all’s help ~

[vividly-untidy-deactivated20240]

idea: ur my housewife and i feed u daily with pastries and cakes - u eventually get so wide that ur hips cant squeeze out of the front door, leaving u stuck inside the house like the fat little housewife u are for me:)

[leyspin]

Hehheh my brains all emptyy… maybe binging weed all the time isn’t such a good idea lolll (said with no intent of stoppoing)

[kaionyx]

Oh to get a precious bunnyboy all dazed and high on my lap and coax him to rut his little hips against my bulge. Dumbing him down more by pressing smoke filled kisses into his lips to distract them from all the bloody marks my teeth made on them, guiding and cooing at him to keep going until he soaks through my boxers and tries so cutely to beg for my cock through his pretty mewls with whatever mind he has left.

[quantakisses]

Get them so high they literally can’t see straight or make out a sentence

So high they keep spacing out

So high they just start grinding their hips into your leg

So high they start to whimper and moan from just a little friction

So high they start drooling on your shirt when you tell them how good and stupid they are for you

So high they beg and cry to cum

So high they don’t notice your hands wrapping around their neck

[falltothesun]

"C'mon man, just another hit. You can take it." He practically shoves the bong towards. I lost count of how many times I've ripped off it.

I stumble. "Woah, feeling a little woozy? Why don't you sit down?" He grabs my hips and sets me on his lap, and blows a mouthful of smoke into my face.

His hands start to roam, and I whine- unable to form any coherent words- and try to push his hands away. My movements are lethargic and weak. "You don't want me to touch you? You're such a pretty boy, I can't help myself. If you really didn't want me to, you should just get up." But I can't. I'm not sure my legs even exist anymore.

"Are you sure you don't want this? Your cunt is dripping wet," He says, voice in my ear. I only dimly understand what's happening as his fingers slip into my boxers and stroke my clit. The sensation, while this high, makes me see stars. He brings his fingers to my open mouth and shoves them inside. I can taste myself on them. "See? You're soaking."

He shuffles me around, I can hear a belt clinking. My pants are part way down my thighs, and I can feel his cock pressing into my cunt. He groans as he eases me down onto him. "Fuck, you feel so good."

I squirm, but he holds firm. "Let it happen, baby. Just let it happen. Fuck you're tight."

It starts slow, a sensual guiding of my hips up and down his shaft. Then he grunts, spins us both until I'm pinned beneath him on the couch, and starts plowing me into the cushions. His grip bruises and his hips snap against my ass. His weight presses onto me and his rhythmic breathing and occasional moans are right beside my ear. "Fucking take it. That's it, take my cock like a whore. Cunt so good, I'm gonna fill you up."

I'm not sure if he does, but he's still thrusting into me as I pass out.