Scarlet Saint

Life is better when you're bigger!

[scarletsaint96]

Hi everyone long time lurker first time poster, I'm scarlet! Absolutely no under 18's sorry but not about that life. This blog is NSFW don't like it move on. Feel free to find me on feabie same username a lot more content on there but I will cross post for you lovely lot.

[gain-stuff-eat]

me, as a youth, watching a tv character get fat from eating too much or expand suddenly from rapid weight gain: huh, this sure does seem like it's unlocking something deep and lifelong within me

[scarletsaint96]

Post buffet then extra at my hotel holy fooook I'm so full it's hard to breath definitely need belly rubs

[big-thighs-cute-eyes]

Taking Care of the Leftovers

When we moved in together, they told me that they wouldn’t mind cooking most of the time. I couldn’t get enough of what they made so I didn’t argue, but despite their protests I insisted that I do the dishes so I could help out a bit. They would always make way more than either of us could hope to finish in one night, always leaving leftovers for me to take for lunch the next day. Every night after dinner I would clean and they would take care of the leftovers.

Domestic bliss hit me hard. They seemed to love cooking, and I loved what they made. After every meal they would ask what I thought and do their best to encourage seconds and thirds, but no matter how much I ate there was always plenty leftover. I didn’t notice the way portions seemed to grow even as my wardrobe shrank, nor the way they learned my tastes so that I couldn’t resist another bite.

The next year passed quickly, and our little routine started to show cracks. First I would be so full after dinner that they would sit next to me and rub my belly for a few minutes before I could stand to begin cleaning. Next, standing at the sink became too much of a workout so I began to pull a chair in front of the sink every night. They made sure I never felt bad about needing extra help, always telling me how happy they were to see me enjoying their cooking, always cooing sweetly into my ear as they helped me deal with the consequences of my gluttony.

Every day there would be some new task they took over for me, soothing my anxieties and making sure I knew how much they loved to help. My weight skyrocketed under their care. Before I knew it, they were doing almost everything for me, except for the dishes.

On a night like any other, I had just come out of my feast induced daze and began the slow shuffle towards the dishes, using the chair I would need to sit in front of the sink as a walker. As I eased my bulk onto the creaking chair and tried to get into position, my belly pressed against the cabinets and my arms spilled over the countertop like normal, but no matter what I tried I couldn’t seem to reach the faucet. I could see them watching predatorily out of the corner of my eye as I desperately tried to shift and wobble my way closer, but after a few breathless attempts I felt their hand on my shoulder. “You must be so exhausted trying to do all that work by yourself tubby, why don’t you just let me take over?” They whispered in mock sympathy. They help me stand and lead me back to the table, glibly talking about how hard I’ve been working even as I barely make it back to my seat. “How about we switch things up? From now on I can do the dishes. Do you think you could take care of the leftovers for me?” They ask in the sweetest voice they can muster.

I nod and look for the Tupperware, but they just chuckle and walk to the sink, calling back over their shoulder to me. “Oh you wont be needing those, piggy.” They say with a wicked grin as they nod at the table, filled with enough food for a family. “You must be starved after all that exercise. I’ll be done in a few minutes if you need help with that too.” They say with a wink before they get to work. I stare down the plates stacked high with my favorites, and my mouth waters despite the fullness of my stomach. As I pull another place towards me and reach for my first bite, they hum in satisfaction. I could never say no to them anyway.

[scarletsaint96]

Been so poorly the past few days so here's an old pic from feabie to keep you going

[plush-b0y]

It feels so good to overeat 🥺

Encourage me? 👉🏻👈🏻

[expanding-belly]

hey there, I’m EB! I used to post on instagram a fair bit, but my accounts got taken down one too many times, so now I’m here!

I have a big belly, and I want to make it bigger! that’s the most important thing to know lmao

here’s just a few pics to get started, but I’ve got plenty more of this gut to show off in the future. hope you like it!

[balloonfat5]

3rd night in a row of stuffing consistently each day, just got done with a big portion dinner of 5 potatoes cut into home fries, with 1Lb of ground beef and cheese. And followed it up with 1L cake shake with 2L water, now im drinking margaritas to help me push through even more cake shake. God I cant get fat enough quick enough.... the sides of my belly are throbbing as we speak

[scarletsaint96]

Figured I'd do my jars

[scarletsaint96]

Well this gut broke my desk chair at work today

[renlxvee]

Feeling yourself getting fatter turns you on, doesn’t it? Noticing how soft your gut has gotten, how it jiggles when you walk. Getting horny when you notice that you can’t fit into the clothes you bought a few weeks ago, your gut now hanging past the waistbands of your jeans. Getting out of breath over the simplest tasks because of how out of shape you’ve become. Shocking yourself when you walk past the mirror, noticing how much wider you look than you remember being. Spending your days stuffing yourself past your limits, touching yourself to the thought of those excess calories turning into soft, jiggly fat. Finding pleasure in knowing that there’s no one to blame for your weight gain but yourself and your insatiable gluttony.

[rosesandbellies]

gf stuffed me FULLLLL,,,, she kept stuffing me even after I felt like it was enough and made me alternate between drinking cream and eating leftovers,,😵‍💫😵‍💫 my stomach feels full to the touch and lost any jiggle it had before we started eating,,, lord help please

[garden-hose-obesity]

Is this inappropriate to wear at work?

[garden-hose-obesity]

POV: you told me to “get comfortable”

[scarletsaint96]

[scarletsaint96]

That hang though

[scarletsaint96]

Feeling round