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Tease the pig šµāš«
From gainzšļø to gainsš
Last night when I was happy vs today where Iām hungover and binge eating to fill the void of the world cup being over for usš at least Iām growing!
Everyone Knows You're Fat
You're fat now. Everyone knows that you're fat.
Maybe you could play off the first few pounds as an accident. Weight fluctuates, everyone knows that.
But an unwavering gain like yours? Your weight climbing pound after pound, month after month, every inch of you softening and rounding out as you ate and ate and ate yourself from chunky to chubby to fat. That paints a different picture. People tend to notice that much weight in such a short time.
Still, you could've settled into your fatness. Just been someone who "enjoyed eating" a little too much. Blamed your metabolism, chalked the pounds up to stress or work. These things happen, everyone knows that.
But you just couldn't help yourself, could you? Not when there was food around. You order more than everyone when you go out, you take a second helping at every meal. The way you eat, it doesn't exactly go unnoticed.
Somewhere along the line, everyone just decided you were a Fat Person now.
Maybe you've always been bigger, maybe this was a real surprise, but now you've been permanently classified with the irrevocable, extra-large label of fat. Showing up heavier than your last visit doesn't draw as many comments. Extra food finds its way to your plate.
Still, you can feel eyes on you when you eat. You're somewhere between a cautionary tale about what can happen if one doesn't exert total discipline over their appetites and a lost cause; a complete casualty to gluttony. You're not going to lose weight at this point, everyone knows that.
Do you think everyone can tell that all this weight wasn't exactly an accident?
That you've been regularly stuffing yourself to the point of breathlessness, gawking and grabbing at every softening inch of your body as the number on the scale grows and grows.
The countless moments you've spent with your hands on your plush belly, feeling it growing heavy and round as all the extra calories started to stick and mold this fattened, truer version of yourself. This greedy, outward manifestation of your hunger for more made unmistakable for everyone to see.
You're not fooling anyone. You're not hiding all that weight.
You're fat. You're going to get fatter. Everyone knows that.
He wonāt stop filling up the tubešµāš« Iām going to burst out of these ropes soon š·
I want you to make me unrecognizably fat. I want to see people staring at me as I waddle around grocery stores piling my cart high with junk food and desserts. If itās unhealthy- itās In my cart. I want people to be concerned about how fast Iām gaining. Feed me so much that my doctor is constantly lecturing me about the scale rising faster and faster. About how my diet is so horrifyingly bad. I want you to force me to stuff myself with fast food and butter and entire cakes in front of my family and friends, listen to them all discuss my size in disgust, or grab handfuls of my flab as they tell me about diet routines and exercise. I want you to tell them to try to get me to lose weight, I just donāt seem to listen...and then when we leave, drive me straight to a drive thru. I NEED to be that fat pig. š·š½ the one strangers stare at and point at, barely fitting through doors and aisles, burping constantly in restaurant, getting humiliated and teased about her weight but still becoming a fatter and bigger blimp....
I didnāt write this but itās like it came directly out of my brain š©š©
āReine de Franceā
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i lovee when feedees get off on how much weight theyāve gained. Touching themself while jiggling and slapping their gut, fantasizing about how much fatter theyāre gonna getā¦orgasming to the thought of becoming even more unrecognizable under all that fat.š®āšØ
Priest who believes masturbation is only a sin because you're wasting seed. However he understands it's natural for young men to have urges and needs. So in order to denounce the use of masturbation and pre marital sex to a degree, what better way than to simply allow boys to donate their sperm to a willing holy body?
So when you step into the confession booth and confess to your Holy Father that you've been bad. Masturbating late at night when temptation strikes you. Thinking about scantly clad women as you stroke and stroke....hours going by in the night until you spill droplets of your seed. Your priest winces in horror at your description. When you tell him you still feel lust even now, he tells you something. How spilling seed is bad because it's a waste of that which creates life. "I understand young men like you have cravings and urges. Allow me to show you a method for...relief"
He lifts the confession booth barrier and comes over to you. Pressing a hand to your chest. His breath got against yours. Before you know it, your pants are off and your cock is throbbing in his face. "Its perfectly acceptable for you to spill your seed in me. My body is blessed and holy, therefore God can take your seed from inside me and put it towards another use. In fact don't think of it as spilling. .with me you're ..donating"
His hand wraps around you as he explains. Once he's done, he stared down your throbbing meat. Praying slowly as he begins to slowly stroke you. Making you twitch subtly as his warm breath blows on your dripping tip. Your arousal is so much more intense now, before you know it you're gritting your teeth. You watch as his tongue slithers out, the tip of it pressing just under your tip. Angling you directly into his mouth. His mouth gets closer as his tongue gives your tip a few good snacks and teases along its underside. Finally you blow ropes into his holy mouth, they pool up as you orgasm. A small puddle forming in his mouth as his tongue licks you clean. You watch him close his mouth and eyes and gulp down your hot semen.
How aware are we of gluttony examples that occur within the church? Do you eat like a glutton only at youth group activities?
"Maybe the next thing we need to address is the pigging out we enableāand the gluttony examples Iāve set for students. Because itās true: I eat like a glutton only at youth group. " Father O'Brien felt embarrassed reading this ... But he also was looking forward to the next after mass coffee table and to all the leftovers that he would enjoy together with his always hungry altar boys ...
aw hell i'm thinking about fat priests again. straining cassock buttons. double chins drooping over clergy collars. cinctures fastened too tight in a vain attempt to diminish the appearance of a plump belly. the ungainly struggle to squeeze in and out of the narrow doors of a confessional. broken fasts that begin with one innocent little lapse - just one small bite, no one will know - only to snowball into a shocking display of desperate gluttony done in shameful secrecy. uh. miserere mei āļø
This video shows my journey from ājust trying gaining out, maybe Iāll gain a few lbs and be done with itā to full on fat addicted pig who needs to constantly be growing š·šµāš«
Training these tits to become more milkable
Training these tits to become more milkable
Twink destruction
Fat Gooner hog
Hog tied and force fed šµāš« screenshot from my a video Iāve just filmed š·