Grrrrrr

est.1996. Male. Handsomely Horrible🙈🙈

[missfeedeefairy]

𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔-𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

𝟐𝟏𝟗𝐥𝐛𝐬-𝟐𝟑𝟕𝐥𝐛𝐬🫦

[plushpapi]

[showmethefattie-deactivated2021]

look at this pig’s back fat! What good girl! She’s already too big to lose weight on her own. And it’s so nice coming home to a pile of lard i can put my cock in

[ussbhmfeedeetotheend]

i need someone to ruin me.

not in the fun flirty way. i mean actually, literally, take me apart. feed me until i can't walk without waddling, until breathing feels like a chore, until my body is nothing but soft, heavy proof of your obsession. i want to be swollen with indulgence, stuffed past reason, spoiled beyond recognition.

i want to wake up in a haze of hunger and syrup-sweet affection, only to be greeted by another round of force-fed breakfasts in bed. i want you to look at me like i'm your prize pig, your project, your possession.

i want the teasing, the pressure, the constant, creeping growth. i want the way you’ll sneer when i say i’m full, the way you’ll smile when the scale creaks louder every day. I want your hands everywhere, greedy and proud, shaping me like clay into exactly what you want.

no escape. no diet. no mercy. Just feed me.

i want to be broken—beautifully, thoroughly—by appetite.

i want to be yours in the most obscene way possible. a thing you keep fattened, pampered, and pumped full of calories until i’m unrecognizable. until i'm helpless. until my body is a bloated, quivering monument to your obsession and my surrender.

don’t just feed me. force me. hold me down and pour milkshakes past my lips until i’m whining and leaking and begging you to stop, even as my gut growls for more. make me cry from fullness, then coo in my ear about how proud you are. tell me i was made to be this soft, this greedy, this round.

push me to the brink. watch me struggle to lift myself from the bed you’ve made my prison. slap the side of my belly and laugh when it jiggles for seconds after. make me wear tight clothes just so you can watch them give out, seams snapping like they’ve finally admitted defeat.

you said you wanted a pig? then feed me like one. treat me like one. no dignity, no limits. spoon after spoon, bite after bite, until i’m gasping and drooling and too heavy to fight you. make me need you to eat, to move, to breathe.

make me forget who i was before you turned me into this.

just a swollen, spoiled, overfed mess made for your pleasure.

[stonerpiggy]

yesyesyesneedneedneeeeeeeed

[feedyouimmobile360]

A wonderful description of the perfect feedee and those who are this feedee if you arent successful finding a feeder, come and chat and see if we can brainstorm ideas. Every feedee deserves a feeder and vice versa (compatable goals etc of course)

[gluttonygirls]

Girl so fat she scares people into dieting-

[chubbychiquita]

i revel in getting too grossly obese for the tastes of chubby chasers and finally getting big enough to catch the eye of discerning blob girl enthusiasts

[bellylifter]

Classic Lexi

[brendakthedonutgirl]

#GOALS

[tubbybunnysblog]

Soda asmr + burps

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Enjoy!

[fatlesbianjoyer]

gainers admitting how afraid they are of how fat, dependent, and food addicted they’re getting, while continuing to stuff their face

[fatlesbianjoyer]

“everything is getting so difficult”, “I didn’t mean to get this big”, “I don’t think I can stop”, “I’m scared I’m too far gone”, “please don’t let me get any fatter” = dirty talk

[cutefatbabeee]

blob. 🐷🎀

[cutefatbabeee]

let’s add a third 🐷🎀🩷

[fatlesbianjoyer]

love when someone gains so fast that all of their weight seems to end up in their belly, creating an enormous ball gut that the rest of their body can’t possibly counterbalance. every spare pound hanging over their waistband, skin stretched to its limit trying to contain tens of thousands of excess calories greedily gorged on before their body could even begin to process it normally.

[livestockprincess]

Fast food apps make me so fucking horny. The building up insane amounts of points and reward systems, it’s so ridiculously greedy. I shove endless greasy slop down my throat night after night and get free greasy slop and discount codes for doing it so often. It’s not really my fault for ordering so much if you think about it. They want me wheezing obese and addicted

[softiegain]

day in the life of a morbidly obese girl: ate a bunch of slop, sat down and ripped my chair, and waddles to a mcdonald's after a doctor's appointment 🥰 my panties are roomy and are 6x btw

[stufffmuffin]

I always have the hardest time getting up from this

position @.@;;

P.S. Don’t mind my clothing bags in the background,pls!

Was trying on new fits beforehand~ >w<

[thecrownestt]

I want those real, jarring moments of realism with a fat partner. The splash of cold water. The dust settling. Being fearful of what this is all leading towards.

Watching her bend over, seeing how embarrassingly far her gut hangs. Those tense moments when she pathetically tries to stand up. Walking is a disaster waiting to happen. Legs barely able to kick forward. Hearing the panicked breathing. I can't carry her, I can't stop her from falling. An arm of support? As if that does anything?

Then waiting for her breathing to steady. Sitting in silence next to her, waiting for the gasping to stop. It's awkward. She can't speak yet, and she can't even process what I say. Always that fear that this is the time when she can't catch her breath, the time when you have to call that number.

It's no better from her viewpoint. Wishing and wishing her favorite features won't be the ones that stop her from independence. Not this soon. Legs that get too fat to lift, bend, or walk without slipping once the waddling gets too dramatic. A belly that keeps spreading further and further out. Too far to reach past. Too heavy to carry, to adjust. Imagine being unable to reach out for help because no support can come close enough to your hands? Or maybe it's your chest. Your arms. So heavy. Smothering. Holding you down. Unable to clasp your hands together.

She moans through a mouthful of food. Days go by where we ignore the problem. Other days, there's open concern. That number on the scale is getting higher than the ones you see on TV. We planned to get this far, we learned how to become more and more extreme. We never considered it would keep going.

The addiction is too engrained. I don't know how to stop bringing food. I have forgotten how to show affection, to become aroused, without the night ending with hand feeding you.

You eat because it passes the time. It forces you to ignore the dread. It is possible you'll stay in bed for the foreseeable future. The hours feel long, but they are shorter if you can eat.

[littlewhalegrows]

I'm obsessed. I love this so much!

[okiebabe1998]

I came reading this!

[stronglyloudbasilisk]

Get in piggy your new immobile life starts now, you were never meant to leave your bed and now you don't have to ... ever, your going to get so fucking fat

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