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18+. mcfucking welcome to my sin blog. call me saphirette. i want death

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Mr Kat(Kid vs Kat)?

Mr Kat - Kid vs Kat

Yes - feed him

Yes - feed me

Yes - both/either

No

Voting ended onJan 9

[bellypotguy]

2 days of Christmas feast... And eating 9 burgers ontop tonight

[bellypotguy]

All down

[dont-follow-honey-jaw-archive]

I need that man FULL and MOANING!!

[wiskie]

Lots of fast food + beer = a very round belly 🥴

[ballbellieddaddy]

After the stuffing vids...

[fattythirst]

You would be so fucking hot panting. Strained. Too stuffed to function. Engorged beyond reason. Stretched out to be barely able to breathe. Eat well, won’t you? You can have an another treat.

[paticheri]

My favorite kind of fullness is when a person has eaten considerably past satiety, to the point of physically feeling their stomach having stretched out to accommodate all they’ve eaten, visibly tight and sticking out further than it does when it’s empty. Their breathing is shallower than usual, they’re unable to speak full sentences without interrupting themselves by burping and they sure don’t feel like moving, but instead of pain and nausea, they’re just blissed out and food drunk, the feast they’ve consumed slowly lulling them to sleep.

Just a person who’s stuffed to the gills, feeling huge and heavy but without regretting a single bite. Someone who will thoroughly enjoy having every inch of their sensitive, overstuffed belly rubbed and kissed by their loving partner while they pleasantly fall into a food coma. Someone who could definitely go for one (or more) extra pieces of dessert as soon as they digest enough to have some room for it.

[overstuffd]

No baby, of course you can't eat a whole cake.

Just have as much as you want now, and we can save the rest for later.

Here I poured you a glass of milk to wash it down with too.

I cut you a couple slices - well you always get a second one anyway, I thought I'd save you time.

Gone already? Let me grab another piece - no, I insist. You deserve to indulge yourself a little.

How much have you had? Why are you worrying about a silly thing like that. Here, this is just a small piece, I'm sure you have room.

Come on cutie, don't act shy - I know you want to ask for more. Here, I won't even cut a piece, just break off a little morsel and feed it to you.

See? That was easy to gulp down wasn't it? I bet you can eat another little piece like that.

And another.

And another.

Come on now, be a good pet and finish the last piece, you're so close now. It would be a shame to leave such a little bit left over. There you go, slump back gorgeous and feel your gut spread. You did so good for me.

I knew you could do it. That's why I got another cake for tomorrow - just in case there weren't any leftovers.

[iwritebigbellies-blog]

Listen, guys.

I love (love, love, 🥵, ugh, love) an overfed boy. It's the very best thing. Stuffed to the brim, swollen and heavy, absolutely destroyed by taking a good thing to far? I become instantly feral, incapable of any focus other than "fill every sense with this overladen man and see how many times you can cum."

But, look. The words "I stuffed myself" are intreguing but not the whole game, okay? I need to know how full you are.

I want to see you reclining, trying to give your belly space, clutching your tight, round gut as if it might explode if you don't hold it back.

I want to hear you panting, unable to draw a deep breath as your stomach crowds out your lungs.

I want you to look at me with pleading eyes, aware you can't unbuckle, can't get up, can't get off without my help.

I want you to burp and hiccup and moan, and squirm trying to find a position to sit or lie that doesn't ache.

I want you to complain about how you over did it. Show me how bloated you are and where it hurts. Demonstrate how much bigger you are than last time. How much worse the damage is. Tell. Me. Everything.

If you are just sitting there or standing there, posing comfortably with your little food baby? Darling, I am going to be so bored.

But give me even a taste of how gorgeously stuffed you can be, of the viceral experience I crave? I will help myself.

I am going to use every tool in my considerable kit to convince you to have another serving, another slice, another shake. I will tempt you, I will bully you, I will gaslight you, I will bribe you, I will reward you.

If you can stand, I will make sure you cannot.

If your belly has give, I will fill it until it is about to burst.

If you can speak, I will reduce you to moaning, groaning, and whimpering.

Want my help? Show me what I could have.

And p.s. don't tell me the next day how stuffed you were the night before. How dare you keep that to yourself. I want you the most when you are suffering.

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[judelee]

Getting so stuffed you can barely keep it all down. Afraid to speak because everything might come up, only separating your lips slightly to let out a small burp every few minutes or so. So full that anything larger than the smallest of breaths threatens to rupture your entire being. Unable to move due to the pain of your skin stretched so thinly over your swollen stomach. Your heart racing and your junk hotly pulsating from being simultaneously turned on and afraid for your wellbeing. Doing everything within your weakened state to force your body to keep it all in. Sweating... panting... immobile... And then your feeder comes up to you with the next meal. They lift the first bite to your lips and as much as your body is telling you you shouldn't, you shakily open your mouth to accept. You chew feebly, then swallow, feeling the food sliding down into your overly packed gut. You grimace in searing pain as your belly ever so slightly swells some more from the latest addition. This could be it, the final bit of gorging that does you in. But when your feeder offers you the next bite, you can't help but take that as well, and then the one after that, and then the next, stomach creaking as it continues to be pushed well past its limit. You don't know how much longer your body can keep it together, but you are going to savor the experience right down to the last crumb...

[boysaremytoys]

do you understand why i love good boys? it’s the combination of their uncontrollable lust and disciplined behaviour. like they’re hard and needy but they ask permission and willingly surrender control?! it breaks my brain.

[lyycoris]

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Recently my friend convinced me to buy a vibrator, and so I thought I’d record my first time trying it out. I hope you enjoy and are able to relax along with me. :D Any feedback would be wonderful!  by Steffem

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Edged for at least an hour before starting to record. Wanted to keep edging, ended up with a ruined orgasm. Still felt really good. My mind went blank as I kept stroking as much as possible. Watching porn while to keep myself going.