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the best cow everrrrr

being polyamorous and having no game is so humbling. yeah im poly but i don't have any girlfriends. im just in love with all my friends and nobody wants me

misspetbait

well evidently it doesn't work since I don't have any girlfriends

puppygirl-slut

Most relatable thing I've seen all month

gingik

mousegirlheart

what misfired in my brain to make exposed tummy more erotic and sexy than genitals?

mousegirlheart

NOTHING MISFIRED. FAT TUMMIES ARE INCREDIBLY SEXY. ALL IS AS INTENDED.

deityofplenty

I want to be fed. I want to be the object of desire. Of obsession. Fill me and fuck me and love me over and over and over. Make me swell with the raw attention.

big-thighs-cute-eyes

Its been said a million different times by a million different people more eloquent than me but I really don't just want to get fat, I want to be fattened. I need someone to look at me and decide that there should be more, for someone to grab at my softness and admire the fruits of their labor, to coo into my ear about how pretty I'm getting for them as they force another morsel between my lips.

I want to be able to look in the mirror and run my hands over every stretchmark, knowing that every new pound is a mark of their desire for me. To look up into their eyes and see that it's not enough, that they need even more as I swell past my wildest imaginations. I want to show them my devotion, my overwhelming need to eat and grow and bury myself in ever more lard all for them. I want to be someone's perfect little toy, softened up so nicely that everyone knows that they take care of me. More than anything, I need someone to make me theirs. To feed me and shape me to their whims, to layer me with soft and doughy affection. to show me just how pretty I am to them.

eatformelove

reblog if you'd eat yourself 100+lbs heavier for a slim gym girl~

eatformelove

im on a calorie deficit trying to slim down some more.

you're beyond morbidly obese and funnelling yourself my entire daily calories down in one go.

we are not the same <3

tummysmoocher

I think more people should get turned on by eating too much and being full and noticing their clothes don’t fit the same anymore and

tummysmoocher

I think more people should whimper and moan after they stuff themselves too full, so turned on you can see it thru their panties or boxers. I think more people should feel their brains go fuzzy when they walk and feel their fat wobbling and bouncing. I think popping buttons or seams on clothes should get them close to cumming I think that

themfatal

oh?

you don’t… you don’t want to finish eating this?

i have to… stop?

oh.

oh…

oh well…

i believed… sorry, those were my expectations.

of course you can do anything you want, darling, it’s just…

yeah, yeah, i’m fine. i swear, i’m perfectly fine.

so… i’ll have to… just trash the rest?

are you… are you completely sure you don’t want to finish it?

i mean, what a waste. the food? aah, yeah, i was totally talking about the food, ahah

oh, don’t worry about me, piggy.

no, i’m not making “that face”.

i just thought we were waaay past all of this ordeal.

you know how it works, don’t you?

i go to work, i make money, i buy the food, you eat the food.

it’s so simple that even an animal would happily comply.

but not you, uh? because “you’re too full” now.

listen to me… i’m gonna trash this.

and since this specific food is too filling for your poor piggy body, you’ll never have it anymore.

yeah, you heard correctly: i’m never buying it anymore.

are you ready to give it up forever?

…what a good girl.

eat it up.

fill this lard sack you have as a stomach… you know you need it.

see?

it wasn’t so difficult, after all.

#dream #craving a feeder so baddd

meep9898

Fatties that whine about how big and hungry you’ve made them.~

bagelmiester

You don’t need to know how gluttonous and fat you’ve gotten as long as it feels good, right? You don’t need to know what I’m doing to you as long as there’s another bite after the one you just swallowed. I’ve made sure that you couldn’t possibly keep straight just how far you’ve fallen and how much weight you’ve really gained so why try? I’m surprised a fatty like you that gets winded just waddling has the capacity for even mental gymnastics anymore~

Your pants still fit so you must not have gained… Wrong! I started swapping them out months ago, buying the exact same brand and style in progressively larger sizes so you’d never notice the numbers creeping up. You just think you’re maintaining, but you’re actually bursting out of clothes that are three sizes bigger than what you wore last month.

The portions are small so a fourth plate isn’t unreasonable… Wrong! I keep you so blissfully stuffed on snacks and treats throughout the day that normal meals stopped filling you up long ago too. Your stomach has stretched so much that a mountain of food feels like a light snack, and you just keep clearing plate after plate, begging for more because your body doesn't even know what being full feels like anymore.

Those healthy shakes I give you once or twice a day surely help with staying thin, right?… Wrong again! You suck down a heavy shake every hour or you feel like you’re going to waste away. I’m loading them up with calories designed to coat you in blubber, and you really think they’d be so addictive otherwise? You’re drinking thousands of liquid calories before the sun even goes down, and your body is just soaking it up, turning it into thick, heavy rolls that jiggle with every breath.

Everything I’ve done has fattened you and kept you sedated by gluttony to the point you can’t function unless you’re getting bigger. The more questions you ask, the quicker I’ll gaslight you even more before stuffing you so much you forget your own name. Part of me thinks you knew the whole time too. You just didn’t want it to end… and now it never will. ❤️

verytinybun

"Embarrassingly fat" is the mood of the day. Feeling your face flush as you feel eyes watching your overhang wobble from your too-small shirt, hearing people whisper about how huge you are. Your cheeks hot pink as you make a last-ditch attempt to pull your shirt down, only to have it spring back up, cool air breezing over your exposed belly hang.