Don’t eat for hunger. Eat for lust. Eat for pleasure. Eat for bordeom. Eat for comfort. And eat for orgasm.

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Don’t eat for hunger. Eat for lust. Eat for pleasure. Eat for bordeom. Eat for comfort. And eat for orgasm.
Girl so fat she scares people into dieting-
”I’m too fat to-“
Say no more, I’m already hard.
That ring of fat around your neck makes a nice collar.
it's actually okay that i'm a disgusting pervert because my heart is pure and i have a very pretty face
Sexting is one of my favorite forms of creative writing
Smart, cute girls that go all dumb n subby when you turn them on😵💫😵💫😵💫
The “pretty girl that loves food” to “submissive obese pig slut” pipeline is very real
Gods, I want to be addicted to someone getting fatter. All I can think about is kissing and kneading your fat, daydreaming stuffing you until you're fit to burst, knowing that it'll make you larger and softer. Just have your gains and your hedonism consume me until it's all I can think about, all I'll ever be service to
Holding a hand over your mouth not because I care whether you make a noise but because I don’t want you to have an outlet for overstimulation to be expressed. I want you to have to stew in the intense electrification, and never forget how it felt to be mine,
It's called pound cake, because I'm going to feed it to you as we fuck
You make the cutest noises when you're trying your hardest not to make a sound.
It's ok...I know you just can't help yourself~
that's it, give in
i want you bigger
i want to see how much you can eat, glut yourself, having so much you can barely move
so much that you surprise yourself
i want you insatiable, gorging and mindless, feeling how heavy you're becoming with every bite and swallow you cram in
i mean it, feel yourself
how fucking fat you are.
the way your belly curves and bends, the way your pudge gives beneath your chubby fingers. don't stop eating while you do this, keep stuffing yourself as you explore your body and what you're doing to it, to yourself, squeeze where you've grown, where you want to grow more
it's intoxicating, letting go, isn't it?
no longer holding yourself back from desire and pleasure, embracing softness and wobbling fat, edging and expanding your concept of fullness until it takes so much to satisfy you
making all those noises. can you hear yourself? the moaning, the panting, the pleased sighs, the grunting, the burps and the overfull groaning. greedy, needy sounds. all coming out shamelessly as you put more and more in
i want you to get fatter
be good, keep eating
until fullness and pleasure, just the thought of food, makes you wet and wanting and desperate
until you're spilling out of all your clothes. until they're ill-fitting, your navel indent obvious and deep. until pulling and tugging and readjusting is futile. your body barely contained by straining fabric and struggling buttons, your gaining undeniable with every riiiip and pop
i want to see the aftermath of your hedonism
you struggling to sit up. short breaths and satisfied exhales as you rub your overtaxed tummy. the only evidence of your gargantuan meal being empty containers and cleared plates. you, shocked at your uncontrollable appetite, that you ate all of this by yourself, that you're clearly so submissive to being filled and only slipping deeper into gluttony
barely able to process how turned on you are, pinned back in your seat, slapping and jiggling your fat as you get off to how tender and sensitive and fucking heavy you are
and after all that?
i want you to ask for dessert
Unf 🥵
it’s the overindulgence tbh. the unapologetic enjoyment of excess. it’s watching someone give in to sensual pleasure and then revel in the aftereffects
i love it when someone loves to eat and lets themselves enjoy that to the fullest (no pun intended). i love it