Just a fatass 🐷🐽 and her feeder bf
With this man I swear I get everything I want and then some😅
Feel free to tease in messages or asks👀
h
Mike Driver
untitled
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
$LAYYYTER
EXPECTATIONS

Discoholic 🪩
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Fai_Ryy
The Stonewall Inn
Jules of Nature

#extradirty
todays bird

Love Begins

Product Placement

Origami Around
cherry valley forever
Stranger Things
The Bowery Presents

No title available

seen from Malaysia

seen from Brazil
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Vietnam
seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from Iraq

seen from United States
seen from Thailand

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Laos

seen from Pakistan
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Canada
seen from Oman
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from Australia
@purplepumpkin01
Just a fatass 🐷🐽 and her feeder bf
With this man I swear I get everything I want and then some😅
Feel free to tease in messages or asks👀
Not to be an evil feeder on main, but man, there is something about the phrase “the diet starts tomorrow” when uttered by a struggling fatty when you know damn well you will do everything you can to make sure that diet never happens 😏
Clearly I don’t have many spaces where I can speak freely based on my most recent reblog. So to sum it up: I love my body and think fat people deserve all the respect, love, and pleasure their thin counterparts receive but I will forever hate how I’ve been treated as a fat black woman by society, friends, family, and love interests. If losing weight would relieve a portion of the oppression I experience on a daily basis, it’s worth attempting.
TW for sooooo many things:
Ok, I am gonna say something really vulnerable here. Many might not like it, but fuck you.
As much as I’ve achieved body acceptance and neutrality for everyone else and will love you and support you and never knowingly do a thing to hurt you. And I have accepted that i have a fat fetish, stuffing kink and intox kink and whatever else and participate in these things myself once in a while, i do not like being fat. I’ve accepted that I’ll never be anything else than fat. I have never been anything else. but the abuse I’ve received for it from society and individuals alike from an age waaaay before my brain could even begin to process it or form a personality or identity, has pretty much made it so that I will never be able to truly love or accept myself fat. I’ve been doing work on this for years. I have clawed my way out of constantly being on a new diet and weighing myself every day and obsessing over it, just to save what’s left of my sanity. But that seems to be as far as I can take it. At least I’ve learned to call out people’s abuse to their face and harshly at that. Wouldn’t have been able to do that a few years ago.
I relate to this on many levels but I would like people who are struggling with the self love piece to consider this: do you truly lack self love OR is the fact that society is grossly fatphobic and vain a constant reminder that causes you to doubt positive thoughts you may have about your body? Is the awareness of existing discrimination and bias in the workplace, medical spaces, among friends and family, and even in the dating scene make you fear for the quality of your life? Once you answer those questions, you then have to find ways to cope or change your life.
For me it’s knowing multiple things can be true at once: I love my body, food is a gift and can be a celebration, fat people deserve respect, fat people deserve pleasure and joy, being fat is not a moral failing; however, I still wrestle with the following: people show me less respect and interest in me as a person, I’m often fetishized by love interests and discarded due to their own assumptions and fears of my image, I may not be taken seriously in medical spaces (especially being a black and fat woman), I will have anxiety around traveling abroad and being made a spectacle as long as I am fat, even anxious when it comes to getting on a plane or taking a physically demanding class or activity, and I have to put forth more effort into appearances and personality and work ethic to make up for being fat.
I think I’ve accepted that I actually like my body. I’m still extremely obese despite losing 50 pounds and since I’ve remained fat since I was a child, a dream body only exists if I have the willpower to lose 50 pounds at least two more times AND have $15-30k for cosmetic surgery to not look melted from loose skin. On my “health journey” I’ve been able to reframe certain thoughts, I believe food is fuel and to have a relationship with food gives it too much power. I’ve learned that exercise is a celebration of what our bodies can and be conditioned to do rather than being a punishment. Even in terms of overeating, sometimes portion control means sitting with disappointment of not finishing the meal/ bag/ dessert instead of sitting with the disappointment of overeating (especially since post nut clarity is too real with this kink).
It’s okay to indulge in this kink and still fantasize about a life in which your friends and family become invested in your life. I often dream of losing more weight and obtaining a straight size in clothing to express myself more without fear. I also think of how bittersweet it’d be to reinvent myself and the respect that would come from former classmates, colleagues, and those who wronged me. Sometimes when exercising is hard, I slow the pace, do less weight on strength training machines, and even leave early if I’m not feeling it. But then I remind myself of small wins I want to accomplish for reasons that will ultimately bring me joy. I remind myself every cardio session that I’m walking longer to equip me for my next trip to Disney world. I’m taking dieting a bit more seriously by finding healthy recipes and foods I like and incorporating them into my grocery runs. I’m actively trying to lose weight to now prepare myself for wedding dress shopping to relieve anxiety and make the experience more enjoyable.
In conclusion, it’s okay to want more for yourself than the kink has to offer and anyone can achieve it with the right mindset and consistency. Even if you were to lose 50-100 pounds, partial regains would be just as fun and pleasurable. That being said, live the life that makes most sense to you because we only have one life to live!
I’m thankful for my feeders that keep blowing my gut up 🐽 🙏 💥
A week straight of bingeing until I’m about to blow. This can’t be good for me?? Can it??
I think my appetite is ruined bc now I can’t stop thinking about food. I always need to eat and blow myself up. My belly is getting bigger god even my face and neck have blown up. My double chin is getting huge.
Guys… I think I have a problem… You’re going to make me 300 pounds.. then 400 pounds…. Then…? 🐖
C*shapp: $hvnkrock
V*nmo: hvnkrock
BLOW UP THE COW<- 18+!!
ate my jawline away :3
I love sweet toothed fatties. Anyone who's so addicted to sweets and pastries and cakes and ice cream. A fatty that can never ever say no to dessert. They can be stuffed full of pizza, fried chicken, burgers, chips, enough pasta for 4 people, burritos, all smothered in thousands of calories of cheese and sauce, and still they can't say no to that little sweet treat.
A warm piece of pie, a thick slice of chocolate cake, each layer filled with a healthy layer of buttercream, fresh cinnamon rolls, a batch of cookies straight from the oven, rich squidgy brownies, a pint of ice cream to help it all go down. Snacking on sweets and chocolates throughout the day, regular trips to the nearest doughnut store, sweet coffees and milkshakes to wash everything down. Cupcakes and muffins, everything paired with sweet cream or covered in melted chocolate or icing.
Just a flabby round fatty that's as sweet and soft as their dessert addiction, growing doughier and more addicted every day.
I guess this is what you call fit to fat 🫣
Fit, strong, athletic dancer turned into an obese, lazy, addicted feedee only wanting to grow even bigger...
Would you believe me if I said these photos were less than three years apart? 😬
being lovingly yet helplessly trapped under someone’s massive weight as they sit in my lap…helping them shovel cake into their mouth while I touch and squirm. doing anything I can to make the weight on top of me even more profound. doing anything to get my fat girl fed.
Pics from your thinnest or from when you used to be a stripper?
Me at my heaviest a few months ago vs me 2 years ago as a stripper gym rat 🤭🤭🤭
Oh how things have changed. Oops
how did I grow this much in just a couple of months?
We need to start seriously treating the concepts of "obesity" and "weight loss" as a dangerous pseudoscience and I'm not kidding.
It's some shit that everyone thinks they can understand based on vibes but science just doesn't work that way. Real scientists have proved time and time again that it doesn't work how people assume. Many medical conditions where it's assumed weight is a "cause", something to blame the patient for, it's often actually a symptom.
Body size is based on so many individual possibilities. genetics, upbringing, wealth, what type of food you eat, what type of work you do, where you live, etc etc etc. it is impossible to control for all of these.
I was a child born to fat, impoverished, labourer parents, and I grew up doing farm labour, gaining muscle - I will never ever be thin. It's just how my body developed. And no matter how much weight I were to hypothetically lose, doctors would still push me to lose more. Family would push me to lose more. Society would push me to lose more. It will never ever ever be enough. You will never be thin enough, there is no bmi low enough to satisfy them, there is no "progress" that won't just make them pity or shame you even more. Your personal circumstances aren't important to a pseudo-scientific practice, the variables don't matter that much, it must be a one-size-fits-all solution.
Every weight loss pill, every low calorie shake or meal replacement, every weight watchers frozen meal, it all contributes to the pseudo-scientific cult of thinness. Every ad that says you're not good enough, it pushes you to drop your critical thinking skills. We have created a world where people think shitting themselves into thinness using potions with untested ingredients is healthier than having some fat on their bodies. But it's not! That's absurd! You're sending your body into a constant state of gastric shock!! And one day, when you get bored of eating tasteless nutrient paste and decide to eat something with some flavour in it, your body will react with a starvation response and store every little bit of fat that it can, because it's so used to being fucking starved. Which sends people into a panic response, buying up more pills and trying to crash-diet and lose their meagre protective layers.
Your body stores fat because that's your reserve energy. Fat is protective. I thank my body every day for storing so much energy for me, fuck knows I need it! That's your blubber!! You are a large mammal. Your body is designed to keep energy in reserve so you can sleep and stay warm and keep your brain alive. You should research the human metabolic process. You should research the cow metabolic process. You should research bear metabolic process. YOU NEED FAT!
And just like so many other pseudosciences, fatphobia and all that it entails is deeply rooted in racism and specifically antiblackness. It is not a mistake that the ozempic-chic era is coinciding with one of the biggest waves of open, globalised white supremacy we've seen in decades. Whiteness needs to perform & police whiteness constantly, maintaining appearances is THE way to stay part of the ingroup.
You must commit to removing yourself from that ingroup. Do not allow it a single toe in the door. A pseudoscience, no matter how comforting and easy to digest it may be, is not your friend. It is feeding you lie upon lie upon lie.
stuffing like crazy, I wake up like this 🥴
not wasting any calories
Same mini skirt from before …except now I’m a bit fatter can you tell? 👀 🤭
@tianastummy - Weight Gain Comparison