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bbwstoner

hucownikki

Ugh

Really hoping to pack on some pounds this year 🐷

thequeenjigglypie

discord kitten (behemoth)

celluliteangel

🤭🤭

walker9000

Feedism and app controlled vibrators

My partner and I started experimenting with her wearing an app controlled vibrator. Specifically the lovense lush model. We’ve been using it for about a year now and after some technical kinks (pun intended) we have fully integrated it into this lifestyle.

I control the device through an app on my phone and my partner earns stimulation/orgasms when she overeats. She initially set the rules of the game. She was sitting at the kitchen table hand feeding herself slices of cheesecake when she said between bites that she was wearing the device snd for me to turn it on if she eats all the cheesecake. When she did I turned it on. She orgasmed multiple times and later said it was one of the best orgasms of her life.

But now we use it a bit differently. I decide when it gets turned on snd she earns it through being a good 🐷. 4000 calories by noon and she gets her first orgasm. She earns another with a major stuffing at night. Even when we are miles apart i csn activate it. We’ve joked that she’s become Pavlov’s pig because she now associates overeating with earning an orgasm.

when we started this she was chubby at 5’3 185 lbs. But now a year later she’s 240. Poor girl has become a butterball. The other day she was shoving in donuts so fast knowing that once she finished she would start feeling the buzz and just breathlessly said “fuck I’m such a horny pig.” I’m starting to wonder. How will she ever be able to give this up? 🐷

thatfatgoth

Thinking about an intox and immobility play combo. Getting a feedee too stoned to move, then just feeding and fucking them to your heart’s content

housecow

another part of getting incredibly fat… you stop doing certain things, and then you forget how to do them.

i was trying on a bathing suit bottom with these cute strings to tie on the side, and i just. couldn’t for the life of me remember how to tie them? and it got me thinking—i haven’t worn shoes i had to tie in well over a year.

i could barely reach with both hands to make the knot—my tits were in the way, my belly filled the space i had to reach over… i got exhausted just trying to reach

i wear things that’re easy to get on and easy to get off. i can’t bend over too well because my belly is in the way. it’s starting to hang so, so low.. and i can’t even reach my feet anymore—if i tried to paint my nails it would be exhausting, i’d be out of breath in seconds

it makes me wonder what’s next. will i forget the little trick i use to get bras on? will i forget how to hoist myself up off the floor sometime in the next 100 pounds?

and then, when i finally get to those “too big to live alone without a caretaker” sizes, what will be next?

clumsy, fat fingers unable to button up shirts. the same overly softened hands struggling to hold a fork, eating without utensils is just so much easier.. can’t reach around my belly enough to button any pants, either, it’ll have been years (and hundreds of pounds of lard) since i could even see what i’m doing, anyways

it’s motivating, it makes me hungry. just thinking about these possibilities makes me want to eat. i want to be useless, dependent, so fat and soft and hungry it scares everyone around me