ᴾᴿᴼᴮᴸᴱᴹᴬᵀᴵᶜ ᶠᴱᴱᴰᴱ

22 years old female Lesbian feede/feeder vibes roleplay open I love so much the age gap

[bbwsophieblake]

how did you blow up so big in just 8 months? thats such a crazy gain in such a short time!!

Honestly I just let go and gave myself permission fo eat whatever I craved. And I barely exercise. My body was just waiting to grow. I stuffed myself every meal for the first several months. Anything I could get my hands on. All the delicious food I had denied myself up until then. It’s no wonder I blew up so fast. I had to make up for lost time. I couldn’t help myself.

[bbwsophieblake]

^^^Kinda hot that someone thinks I’m a completely different person. But nah, that’s me! No nose job, no eye color change. Just a couple extra pounds💖🥰😉

[whimsyfeedist]

My first funnel feeding!!!

[cheev-deactivated20191017]

I drew this the other night cus I was in a Mood n tubefeeding is my jam oof

[betainthebetamagicplus]

Shit looks like a Rachel's type scenario.

[manzans]

Me when

[manzans]

Hii First official post:D

I don't know why I have the idea of using a mobility scooter even if I don't need it, becoming so lazy, sedentary and being humiliated while every time I go out to the supermarket they watch how little by little my belly takes space in my lap, from being a thin girl to a huge fat girl who already needs the scooter because her fat legs can no longer support her. <3

[onlyroxxie]

I love Las Vegas but it’s too hot to be waddling around in the middle of July

[amazingluger]

[manzans]

Goals goals

[dreamingfeedee]

Darker feedism under cut

I truly love unhealthy gains and how it’s gonna affect my body. I love feeling sluggish after stuffing myself with fast food, but I do want it forced upon me sometimes.

I want to be tied to a chair with a few bags of fast food in front of me. I want someone to explain what the sodium from 2 large fries is doing to my heart while shoving them down my throat. I want to be forced to suck down soda and milkshakes while being lectured about insulin resistance. I want to be told how dangerous all of my visceral fat is while someone is poking my belly with one hand and feeding me 20 count chicken nuggets with the other. I want the fat shaming and teasing when I’m out of breath after being filled to the brim with the kind of food people avoid. I want someone to grab my folds and jiggle me and grope me while praising me for being such a good pig 🩷

[helixobesity]

🌀 Good piggy 🌀

It’s time to relax

Lay back

Read my words

Just start to breathe deeply

Breathe in

Then out

Relax yourself for a moment

Let all the distractions around you fade away

As nothing else matters to you right now

All you need

Is to let my words guide you

And feel my words start to wrap around you in comfort

And as my words wrap around you

It feels like a heavy blanket

Heavier and heavier

Your thoughts feel heavier and heavier

Your body feels heavier and heavier

As the rest of the world fades away

Nothing else matters but my words

Let your hand wander down

Now start to edge

Slowly

Because good pigs don’t think for themselves

Good pigs obey their orders

Good pigs obey me

You’re too dumb to think

Too dumb to resist

Too dumb to fight back from my influence

Good pigs fatten up

Good pigs gorge themselves

Good pigs feel how heavy they’ve gotten

And they get heavier

Heavier

Heavier

Start edging harder now

The feeling of being a hog excites you

It’s all you care about

Good pigs don’t think

Good pigs eat

Good pigs eat

You’re a good piggy

Deeper

Deeper

Dumber

Deeper

Brainless

All your potential stripped away

You need to obey

Good pigs obey their orders

Stay at home

You’re a NEET

Hopelessly addicted to my words

Keep ordering takeout

Your bad habits now getting worse

Your addictions now getting worse

The influence overtaking your weak mind

Edge harder now pig

You’re a NEET

Broken beyond recognition and control

And you’ll sink

Deeper

Deeper

Dumber

Dependent on me

As your mind

Breaks

Helpless to resist the urges

Embrace it

You’re going to fatten up

Good pigs obey me

Good pigs too dumb to think

Good pigs too dumb to resist

Good pigs eat

Good pigs edge and grow

Good pigs embrace their addictions

Obey

Don’t think

Sink

Deeper

And as you eat

You’ll crave the feeling to edge

You’ll need porn

Your thoughts becoming porn

Addicted and broken

Helpless as your hunger grows

A cycle leading you to obesity

Good pigs obey

You’re a good piggy

Now don’t stop edging

And Eat for me

🌀💿🌀💿🌀💿🌀

[keep-eating-pig]

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

It really is that simple for a useless, pathetic pig like you, isn’t it? Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat. That’s your entire fucking existence now, you brainless slob. There’s no need for that worthless, empty head of yours to think anymore—only real people get to do that. You gave up that right the moment you surrendered your boring, pathetic old life to become my property. My fat, greedy pet. My drooling fuck toy. Or maybe “human garbage disposal” is more accurate at this point, because that’s all you’re good for, piggy.

You just lie there like the disgusting blob you’ve become, mouth open, triple chins quivering, waiting for whatever nasty slop I decide to shove down your throat. The greasiest, fattiest trash I can find—piles of sugary, sticky slop dripping in syrup and cream, cold fast-food leftovers that have been sitting out for days, half-rotten and congealed. You don’t even taste it anymore, do you, you pathetic hog? No. You just unhinge that sloppy, greedy mouth and swallow it all down like the mindless vacuum you are. Every bite pushes you deeper into your own ruin, and you fucking love it.

While you stuff your face, you keep that VR headset strapped on tight, eyes glued to the filthiest, most depraved porn I pick just for you—nothing but endless hours of extreme degradation, goon fuel that melts whatever’s left of your brain. You don’t do anything else, do you, piggy? When was the last time you could even move without huffing and puffing like a broken animal? When was the last time you formed a single coherent thought? That dumb, vacant, drooling face says everything. You can’t even speak properly anymore—you just grunt and moan like a stupid, overfed animal in heat, leaking and throbbing uselessly.

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

Your body is falling apart exactly how I want it. Type 2 diabetes turning you into a bloated, sluggish mess. Cholesterol so high your veins are practically clogging with the filth I feed you. Blood pressure so dangerously elevated it feels like your heart is one greasy meal away from exploding. Your organs are starting to fail, one by one—liver, kidneys, everything straining under the weight of your endless gluttony. How fucking pathetic. Look at you, ruining yourself for my amusement.

But don’t worry, my disgusting little pig. Even with the clock ticking on that worthless life of yours, I’m still going to use you for my pleasure. I’ll keep pumping you full of calories, keep you gooning and edging for hours until your broken mind leaks out your pathetic cock, keep you grunting and begging with those desperate, piggy sounds. You exist for my entertainment now. No escape. No thoughts. No purpose except to eat, swell, throb, and obey.

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

That’s it, piggy. Good pet. Keep ruining yourself for me.

[collegefeedee]

From this to that😌❤️

[donwaton23]

Graduation to pet:

Throughout these months, I’ve noticed how your eating behavior has slowly gotten worse; every passing day, your manners leave much to be desired. That is actually fantastic, because as your modesty and good behavior have gone down, the size of your belly has undeniably grown—and not just your belly, look at your arms, your double chin, everything seems to have grown.

Do you want to turn into a pig? Into an animal that can only think about eating, shitting, and mating? Is that what you want? I doubt you want that, nobody would be looking for that... wait, why do you have that happy look on your face? Do you seriously want to become a pet, nothing more than a pig? You understand how pigs end up, right?

Your happy face tells me everything. Well, if that is your wish, I could become your owner. However, you must know that once you accept, there is no turning back; there is no escape, only death will allow this to end. Are you okay with that, pig-gy? If so, I want to hear an oink.

OINK!!

Excellent. From now on, you are officially my pig. The first step will be to prepare your feedlot and bring your things, so you can settle in here as soon as possible. What? What is a feedlot? Don't ask unnecessary questions, you'll find out when you're in it. You don't need to think, pig; a good pig wouldn't do that. Just worry about eating and letting yourself go, that's all that matters now. Be the pet you've always wanted to be, be the dumb, gluttonous pig you were destined to be. You won't regret it. If you understood what I said, reply with an oink.

OINK, OINK!!

[sweetsouthernfeedee]

didn’t catch the first one but got the second 😅

[sisterghuleh666]

POV: Mommy brought home a little treat for you

Not enough room in the freezer to store this, so maybe my good piggy can store this in his tummy for safe keeping 🖤😘

[keep-eating-pig]

Mmm, I absolutely love that pathetic, desperate face you make when you’re on your knees begging me to let you cum. It’s so fucking funny and satisfying watching you completely unravel — a helplessly obese, unhealthy pig getting fatter and more disgusting with every passing day, while I keep getting sexier, tighter, glowing, and healthier with every single breath I take.

Look at you… your belly hanging lower and lower every day, your tits as big as your head, and that fat ass so massive it can’t even be contained anymore. When was the last time you saw your own feet? When was the last time you went out for a walk? Ate a salad? Drank water instead of milk or fucking soda? When was the last time you actually did something for yourself? Oh, you can’t even remember, can you?

Now now, don’t get all teary on me, pig. You could stop if you really wanted to… but you don’t. You keep gorging yourself. You keep begging me for help. You know you love this. You love what I’m turning you into. You love how I make you feel. You love that I make your pathetic life easier, don’t you?

I’m reclaiming my life and thriving while you’re slowly losing yours, sinking deeper into your own filthy ruin. I’m everything you’ll never be. And you’re exactly what I love to break and destroy.

So if you really want my hand sliding down between your legs to tease that desperate, aching mess, you’d better keep shoveling that butter down your throat like the greedy, pathetic pig you are. Stuff yourself fatter, sloppier, and more repulsive for me. I want to watch you get worse while I only get hotter.

Keep ruining yourself for me, baby… and maybe — just maybe — I’ll play with my broken little toy.

(Credits to negativa-exe for being the gorgeus girl on the picture)

[sapthick]

Tell us about that fantasy 🥵🥵

You'll laugh - its so vanilla. I think every feedee has that fantasy, or?

So the fantasy I'd love to have come true and somewhat shows how depraved my kinky brain is:

I would love to find a third person for our nesting home with me and my wife, thats a woman, a feeder & somewhat wealthy. That alone in itself is very unrealistic finding a "unicorn" for a throuple relationship. But with her in our throuple life i could finally let go of caretaking, my job, and become her fat plaything. She'd have it so easy with me, but not only me. Even though my wife is not a totally depraved feedee she would fall to her, or rather the delicious food in to large quantities too. We would blow up in her care. I could finally be the slob of a woman i crave to be deep down. Just sitting at home all day, with nothing going on in my life except eating, gaming, cuddling and fucking. I'd eat everything she sits in front of me or pushes into my ever greedy mouth and growing gut. I'd be the goodest of girls. Until one day, my wife still sleeping on her own queensize bed, she takes me by the hand and helps me to get up. An endevaour that takes minutes and leaves me, and her, huffing and puffing. She leads me to the door form our home and asks me to go outside. But i can't. No matter if i try it sideway or the normal way. I'm too wide. My rolls ridden and flab burdened blob of a body getting stuck every time i try. The effort is exhausting and she leads me back to my bed, gets the funnel and whispers into my ear "Now you're truly mine forever and we will make you perfect. So perfect you wont stand up ever again."

[perfectangelprincessgirl]

What my fridge sees after a night out…🤪 I might post some post-night out videos from this past weekend so stay tuned..