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🔞 MDNI, 25, they/them, irl wg blog. please be niceys!! art and reblogs at @loverspoon

[spoonf3d]

Uhhh hi!! Intro post.

Call me Spoon here, they/them pronouns. I am a feedee who just really likes to talk about their gain and post some cute belly pics too. I don't have a feeder or anything, or even a goal weight, I just really like being fat and wouldn't mind being even fatter. I'm gonna post tummy pics and wg updates here >:) grins.

Please DNI if you're into incest/loli/anything of that ilk.

Please feel free to send asks and interact with posts!! What else would this blog be if not for seeking attention LMAO

If you do wanna interact though, some rules:

Please don't use gendered language unless I ask for it in a post

Please don't use farm animal comparisons

Please do not degrade me (playful teasing is fine, but nothing too mean or intense)

Please do not repost my posts ANYWHERE else!! Reblog to other kink blogs only!!

Please respect fat people outside of kink. If you don't care about the wellbeing and rights of fat people, you shouldn't be in these kinds of spaces.

But um, apart from that please have fun!! I am also here to have fun.

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[spoonf3d]

Sometimes I DO want people to be mean to me about my gain,,, just a little,,, as a treat

[spoonf3d]

I kind of just want to feel like my whole body is swollen all of the time. Is that so much to ask

[teatimezz]

Aww dang guess it's too hot out to do anything. Guess you just gotta stay indoors for the next three months and do nothing. Guess you gotta doordash all your food and not move an inch cause of the heat. Guess you gotta get several cartons of icecream so you can stay cool. Guess you gotta move as little as possible so you don't work up a sweat. Guess you gotta unintentionally put on insane amounts of weight because of these uncontrollable circumstances. Awww shucks

[spoonf3d]

Uhhhh first post. Did you know ☝️I am Rotund

[spoonf3d]

These are kind of old but I love how round I look in them so you get to see them <3

[spoonf3d]

"you're so fat" as a compliment.... <3

[spoonf3d]

Do u ever just want to be a sphere with limbs. Consider it . Maybe it has its perks

[spoonf3d]

I generally do not like the word obese but sometimes I think about how I am obese and it makes me all blushy

[spoonf3d]

Reminder to self. Block liberally

[gain-stuff-eat]

You haven't noticed, have you?

Your meals keep getting bigger.

You keep getting bigger.

I know why. You've been too busy stuffing that face. Haven't paid attention to anything else in weeks - well, months now - and it's pretty obvious. So focused on satisfying those indulgent cravings and that constant, bottomless hunger, all you can think about is more. You eat to feel full and full for you means overstuffed. You can't even help it anymore.

I can't believe you haven't even noticed that double chin you've been growing, the way it pushes and spreads against your neck when you're bent over your meal and shoveling down all that food. How your belly jiggles with every step and spills into your lap a little more everyday. The way your arms don't quite touch your sides that well and your chest swells and your thighs rub. You're so fat now, you don't even realize, either sitting down too engrossed in gorging on flavors and textures, or too focused on making it to the door for delivery or into the kitchen because fuck, you need more, right?

Did you think that button flying off the other week was a fluke? Or needing to unzip your pants after every meal is a coincidence? The seams straining and groaning trying to contain your widening form. You must be completely unaware of the fact you're constantly tugging down your shirts and readjusting those clothes that used to fit you so well. They still do, actually. Maybe too well, from the glances and looks you get from friends and family and strangers after you surface from finishing your huge portions already asking for dessert.

But I get it.

That mindless haze that takes over when you eat makes it hard to notice how fast your body - and mind - is changing. You must keep forgetting those moments of surprise when you catch your reflection or see a recent photo. At how big and soft you look now. You obviously don't forget how it makes you feel. The throb that runs through you, the hunger it provokes, and the way you need to eat so much more later because of it. Before-you wouldn't recognize the behavior of current-you, not the way you've fully given yourself to the gluttony and hedonism.

Now, instead of worrying about how much you've eaten, you just sit back and pat your stuffed belly with a satisfied sigh. Rub the tender fullness in big slow circles. You don't even think twice, or at all, as your hand drifts lower and lower greedily seeking more pleasure until you're rutting and writhing as much as your beached body lets you, only realizing then how truly full you are - of how you only want more of it. Accepting with every bite and every orgasm that it's the only thing that gets you over the edge anymore. That it's the only thing you crave.

You're so heavy now. Sensitive. Insatiable.

You haven't noticed, not really. Because, well, that's how you are all the time. You're lost to the bliss of this. You want more. You need more. You get more.

You can't help it. You've conditioned yourself so well.

It's unlike anything else, isn't it? So easy, so simple, so rewarding to let go and give in to that growing pleasure.

Keep eating.

It all feels too good to stop.

[ssoftdesires]

my favourite is when someone goes from just “chubby” to actually fat. Sure, skinny to chubby is hot, watching that belly round out little by little and flesh puff up with indulgence, but when you’re truly fat is when you *change*, when you move about the world differently, when you start becoming too big for it. It’s hot.

[tummysmoocher]

I want your loose clothes to tighten on you, your baggy wardrobe pulling around your softening belly, hips, thighs. I wanna see the blush on your face when you realize that your shirt is straining on your tummy, your soft chub pushing out over the waist of your jeans. Bigger and bigger, slowly enough that you don’t even realize it’s happening until nothing fits quite right anymore. And above all else, I want the realization to turn you on. I want it to hit you out of nowhere. I want you to be a whimpering mess for me as I tease you about what you’ve done.

[yr-lady-fa]

plump little curve of belly pushing over a belt / waistband so unbelievably hot. and if the shirt's riding up a little bit. my god. anyone aware of this

[peachy-ffa]

Feed them until they are rounder and bloated.

Feed them until they are no longer able to suck it in.

Feed them until they are panting and unable to take a deep breath.

Feed them until their biggest shirts ride up over their belly.

Feed them until their jeans no longer button even if they try to suck it in.

Feed them until they reach their goal and feed them some more to celebrate getting to that weight you were both aiming for. Make them a feast to eat and gorge on, so they can be praised, encouraged and pushed to their bigger limits. All of that just to end with their now softer and fuller body can be caressed and fondled for managing to get to their highest weight and for being able to scarf down that much food in a sitting.

[gain-stuff-eat]

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

[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