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20s, 18+ account

[peenutbuttjelly]

Heehee the fee in feedism stands for fée

[fattythirst]

You did so good, baby, ordering all of these things. And I know you say you’re already full. So beautiful… so round. What a beautiful gut you’ve made, all stuffed and fattened up, soft, round thing.

Run your hand over it. Feel it, baby. Good. Doesn’t that feel good? The way you’re all stretched and heavy.

Yeah? You’re full? You’re sure? We’ll see.

Push a little for me, baby. Feel that hand sinking in? Yeah? Can you say yes for me, baby.

Good. Good boy. See? You can still talk. Do you know what that means, baby.

Mh… that means you still got space, doesn’t it? Yes it does. Yes. Say that there’s still space. Say it.

Good boy. Beautiful. You’re doing so good, baby. So well. Been filling up this gut. It’s such a hard task, isn’t it? But it’s right, what you said. That there’s still space. You said that. You feel that.

It’s okay. We’re in this together, aren’t we? You got this. We got this. We’ll get you all good and as full as you need to be. You need to be full, don’t you?

Good boy. That’s right. You’re right.

You know what to do, then. What you need to do. Spread those legs some more. Recline if you need to - it’s alright, if you need more space. I know. If you need to lay down, that’s alright. I need you to be comfortable, baby. In whatever way you can.

All good? Good.

Take your food, baby. You don’t need to worry about anything else. I got you. Go on. Eat up.

In your mouth.

That’s right, baby. Good. Chew. Mh. Tastes good, doesn’t it? That’s nice. Swallow.

Good. Breathe. There you go. See? You got this. Just a little more.

Take some more. There you are. There’s my man. Good. Open mouth… chew. Good boy. You got this. Swallow.

Feels pretty tight, doesn’t it? That’s good. Keep going, baby. You got this.

Eat. Swallow. Good.

Good.

Good boy.

We got this. Together. Just a little more and we’re all done. Swallow for me, baby.

Well done. Eat.

Beautiful. You’re so hot. So fucking hot, all round and pathetic. Wheezing. Good job, baby.

Eat, eat for me.

I got you.

There you are, darling. Eat.

I love you. You’re so good to me. Eating your fill so well. My beautiful man. Mine.

Eat, baby.

You’re gorgeous, just like this. Whining. Panting. Heavy breathing.

Eat.

Fucking beautiful, love. Pushed so far. Can’t be undone any more. My gorgeous goner at this point. Glutted out of your mind.

Good boy. Eat, love.

You’ll digest, right here in my arms, love. Make all of this… into more of you. Stretch out. Make yourself fatter.

Eat, baby.

Stretch your capacity more. Fatter, needier.

Eat.

It’s okay, love. Relax.

My precious glutton. My darling. My gorgeous big guy. My love. My adorable gem of a man.

Eat.

Eat until you stretch up, stretch out, again and again. For me. For you. Like you need to be. Like your stomach needs to be.

Good boy.

[fatty-lit]

I want to show you off. Show the public how well I've been taking care of you. Show them how fat pampering can make a person. Show them how big you are, how you got there, and most importantly that you're all mine.

Take you out to eat and order appetizers and entrees. I place the order and make sure the waiter knows it's all for you. "Oh, you can set that in front of her." "Oh, no that's not to share. You can set that there." "Yeah, she said she was pretty hungry tonight." And then feed you from across the table while people shoot side eyed glances at our display.

Then when you've finished it all like the good girl you are, I'll help your heavy body out of the booth. My hand around you soft widening waste, squeezing you closer to me as I help you waddle out of there. A victory lap of sorts, showing everybody how much my baby likes to eat.

We obviously got desert at the restaraunt but no date night is complete without ice cream. Kisses and PDA while waiting in line and discussing what you're going to get. Everyone loves seeing a fat girl in an ice cream shop, and I need them to know this fat girl is mine. I make sure to order you and extra scoop on top of your cone.

Kisses and squeezes while you eat it as strangers pass by and see. I made you this fat, and I couldn't be prouder.

[skipperafterdark]

series of photographs where the person’s tummy visibly gets fuller and fuller and covered in more and more lipstick kisses

[eatforcherry]

Hey, so do you maybe wanna get so stuffed that you have to beg me to touch you because you’re too full to do it yourself?

[bigolbadblog]

"you're taking it so well for me, baby" and the "it" in question is an entire pie

[teddy-bear-lover]

That's it baby, you just keep eating for me. No no, don't worry about how big you're getting. Just keep eating, it tastes so good right? I'll help you with the last few bites don't worry, you just focus on your breathing and open that pretty mouth of yours for me. You're getting too fat? What do you mean sweetie, you look underfed! You haven't lost control of your weight! You just handed control over to me, and now I get to choose just how fat you'll be. And let me tell you, you are nowhere near fat enough yet. So let's stop wasting your energy complaining and instead use your mouth for what it's for:eating. There's still so much food you have to eat for me today.

[teddy-bear-lover]

That's it baby, you just keep eating for me. No no, don't worry about how big you're getting. Just keep eating, it tastes so good right? I'll help you with the last few bites don't worry, you just focus on your breathing and open that pretty mouth of yours for me. You're getting too fat? What do you mean sweetie, you look underfed! You haven't lost control of your weight! You just handed control over to me, and now I get to choose just how fat you'll be. And let me tell you, you are nowhere near fat enough yet. So let's stop wasting your energy complaining and instead use your mouth for what it's for:eating. There's still so much food you have to eat for me today.

[gothicccglutton]

I love seeing overstuffed feedees with such pouty faces because their little bellies hurt so so bad. I mean you knew exactly what you were doing and you could've stopped before you got that adorable little pouty expression on your face. but you didn't stop, did you? and now you're so pathetically pouty and begging for tummy rubs.

[would-you-like-some-soup]

date idea you do your own business and I bring you a different snack every few minutes until a couple hours in you try to adjust yourself on the chair and that's when you notice how heavy your belly feels

[at--capacity]

Thinking a lot about the different stages of being full.

When you first start to feel it. At a normal meal, you would have stopped eating by now. It isn't hard to keep going, but you're aware of the food travelling to your stomach, in a new way; stretching gently. Maybe your sides feel a little bit tight, or your waistband does. When you put a hand on your stomach, it feels denser, heavier. A pleasant overindulgence. You could stop, now, and drift into a thick, comfortable doze. Or– you could keep going.

You hit a point where the next bite's not so easy, anymore. You're thinking about swallowing, each time, instead of it happening automatically. Maybe you put your food down, for a moment, to catch your breath, and find it a little hard to pick it back up. Your belly doesn't just feel dense- it feels rounder, pushing out of its usual frame to spill into your hand, bulging out to accommodate your indulgence. The taste of food lingers in your mouth, at the back of your throat, even after you swallow. When you stand, your belly is a weight. It pulls at you, heavy, starting to get in the way when you move. Your body doesn't want you to keep going- you would have to do it by sheer force of will.

And then even will isn't enough. You're half-lidded, sprawled back to make room for your bulging stomach, breathing shallowly. You can't force the fork to your mouth. Chewing is a horrible chore. Swallowing is almost impossible. Your skin is tight, stretched thin over the massive ball of food beneath. It's not just your breath that's shallow- not just your lungs being pressed on by your massive belly. It feels like everything in you has been shoved aside by the sheer amount of food– even your thoughts. They're distant and fuzzy, consumed with the weight and roundness and tightness of you, the fullness, how your belly aches at the top, where new food is piled up, strains at the sides and bottom, where everything that came before is sitting, leadenly... it feels so good, and right, to be this way, even as you groan and pant and burp, stomach struggling audibly. Maybe you can force down just one more bite....

[thexplicitdomme]

ownership but it's just me reassuring you that there's nothing you must worry about in this world because I take care of what's mine

[yikes-belly]

Aww look at you… you ate so much that you can’t get up, right, baby? Did you get too full? Don’t worry, I’ll help you. I’ll be gentle with your big, heavy belly. You gave yourself a tummy ache eating all those sweets, didn’t you? Do you want me to rub it? Of course I will, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you. You did such a good job for me. You ate so much, and look how much it shows. You’ve been doing this a lot lately, stuffing yourself. I can tell. You’re getting bigger. I think if you keep eating like this we’ll have to size you up again at the end of the month. What do you think; do you like that? Mhmm…I thought you might.

[moved-to-irradilux]

You're cute but you'd be cuter with a full stomach

[somethingweirdatmidnight]

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[would-you-like-some-soup]

the phrase well fed is so hot to me it makes me dizzy yes I'm taking such good care of you and it shows .oh god

[overstuffd]

It's about always encouraging you to have that extra treat.

Stopping at every bakery that catches your eye to get you a little something sweet.

Bringing you a comforting coffee in the morning, and maybe another as a pick me up in the afternoon.

Fixing you a hefty plate of cheese, crackers and grapes when you finish work to keep your strength up.

Pouring that second glass of wine at dinner, and topping it up for you.

Cutting you an extra- large slice of cake afterwards, then encouraging you to finish mine.

Making sure you're always taken care of, you're always spoiled and you're always full.