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your local extra sleepy asexual fat4fat bearpuppy in the making 💕💞🐶

I like:

- soft & dark feedism

- realistic & unrealistic wg

- bloating

- fat ppl of all genders

- blueberry stuff (once in a blue moon, not generally my thing)

- mpreg wg

- Light slobification

- cute domestic feedism

I don't like:

- scat/messes

- air or water inflation

dni:

- minors

- bigots (and yeah that includes fatphobes, duh!)

#pinned post draft so far #queer feedee #queer feedism #feedism #nonbinary feedee #trans feedee #trans feedism #transmasc feedism #transmasc feedee #weight gain #fatty getting fatter #gaining weight #need to be fatter

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ohhh piggy 🐷

gainerpignic

My outfit from working at the office doesn’t fit anymore

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bigfatbob4you

Holy cow! That’s an impressive level of dedication to eating and getting fatter. Look at that belly!!

gh0stbelly

Going to bed feeling spherical :3 be honest, does morbid obesity kinda make me look cute? I think it suits me pretty well

Felt like a pretty good fatty today, but I kinda wanna try and do even more tomorrow >:3

If you wanna help me stuff myself even more tomorrow, here’s my ko-fi

fattenthefeeder

A yawn, a heave, and a wobble later...

"Good lord... I've created a monster!"

avari20

Broke af?

But still interested in feeding yourself? What if I told you that there’s a woman with a blog who had to feed both herself and her young son…on 10 British pounds ($15/14 Euro) per week?

Let me tell you a thing.

This woman saved my life last year. Actually saved my life. I had a piggy bank full of change and that’s it. Many people in my fandom might remember that dark time as when I had to hock my writing skills in exchange for donations. I cried a lot then.

This is real talk, people: I marked down exactly what I needed to buy, totaled it, counted out that exact change, and then went to three different stores to buy what I needed so I didn’t have to dump a load of change on just one person. I was already embarrassed, but to feel people staring? Utter shame suffused me. The reasons behind that are another post all together.

AgirlcalledJack.com is run by a British woman who was on benefits for years. Things got desperate. She had to find a way to feed herself and her son using just the basics that could be found at the supermarket. But the recipes she came up with are amazing.

You have to consider the differing costs of things between countries, but if you just have three ingredients in your cupboard, this woman will tell you what to do with it. Check what you already have. Chances are you have the basics of a filling meal already.

Here’s her list of kitchen basics.

Bake your own bread. It’s easier than you think. Here’s a list of many recipes, each using some variation of just plain flour, yeast, some oil, maybe water or lemon juice. And kneading bread is therapeutic.

Make your own pasta–gluten free.

She gets it. She really does. This is the article that started it all. It’s called “Hunger Hurts”.

She has vegan recipes.

A carrot, a can of kidney beans, and some cumin will get you a really filling soup…or throw in some flour for binding and you’ve got yourself a burger.

Don’t have an oven or the stove isn’t available? She covers that in her Microwave Cooking section.

She has a book, but many recipes can be found on her blog for free. She prices her recipes down to the cent, and every year she participates in a project called “Living Below the Line” where she has to live on 1 BP per day of food for five days.

Things improved for me a little, but her website is my go to. I learned how to bake bread (using my crockpot, but that was my own twist), and I have a little cart full of things that saved me back then, just in case I need them again. She gives you the tools to feed yourself, for very little money, and that’s a fabulous feeling.

Tip: Whenever you have a little extra money, buy a 10 dollar/pound/euro giftcard from your discount grocer. Stash it. That’s your super emergency money. Make sure they don’t charge by the month for lack of use, though.

I don’t care if it sounds like an advertisement–you won’t be buying anything from the site. What I DO care about is your mental, emotional, and physical health–and dammit, food’s right in the center of that.

If you don’t need this now, pass it on to someone who does. Pass it on anyway, because do you REALLY know which of the people in your life is in need? Which follower might be staring at their own piggy bank? Trust me: someone out there needs to see this.

his-quietus-make

Reblogging for all the impoverished students. Jack is the breadline queen. And if you don’t need this - donate to your nearest food bank, stat.

breelandwalker

Reblogging for students, working folks, and everyone who’s ever had to choose between essentials at the store because you can only afford milk OR bread, not both.

sonicskullsalt

Her blog is called Cooking on a bootstrap now

Here’s an up to date link

by Jack Monroe, bestselling author of 'A Girl Called Jack'

goneahead

reblogging and adding another very useful website of cheap recipes: budgetbytes.com

markingatlightspeed

Sadly the updated link now auto-redirects to something called sonsanddaughterslondon.com which looks like some kind of Indonesian gambling site???

Jack’s site is now a wordpress, which can be found here:

by Jack Monroe, bestselling author of 'A Girl Called Jack'

gutsluttsbelly

sitting here smoking a couple bowls before i stuff myself but my fucking belly is driving me insane 😵‍💫 fuuuck

fatfindings

This is part 1/2 of WolfgoneWide’s “The Curse of Doughnuts” weight gain comic. This was one of the first weight gain comics I found and got me into learning what gaining is. I just love how all the characters are drawn and even though I’m not a furry these characters are hot as hell and I hope you guys can enjoy them just as I do!

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Toner whimpered. He knew he couldn’t get up without help and there was still gravy and crumbs on his muzzle and chest from his lunch stuffing. “Hey The Boys are coming over for dinner tonight” Toner gulped. “No! Don’t invite anyone over! I’m a mess…” “C'mon the boys are big fans!” Then Toner’s breath caught in his throat. “F-fans? You posted pictures of me like this?!” Suddenly there was a knock at the door. —————————————————————————————————- A Few Hours Later> —————————————————————————————————- “Wow he’s getting BIG!” Toner could feel his body struggling against the immense load of food he’d been fed. His paws couldn’t reach past his massive chest anymore to soothe his swollen mountain of a belly. He whined a little but they didn’t seem to hear. “S-Stop…please?” He groaned to them, only drawing laughter in response. There was nothing he could do. “Hey! Lets order Pizza!” ————————————————————————————————— Thinking this will be the last installment of this little jaunt into the darker gaining scene. Hope yall enjoyed it!

savourandswell

Why I Am So Fat-

I am over 400lbs. Many people think that being this fat is the ‘easy option’ in life, or a product of sheer laziness. It is not. It takes constant mental and physical effort, it is a kind of warped dedication that most people cannot understand and would not endure. I keep eating more when I am already uncomfortably full, I restrict my activities because I wouldn’t have the energy to do them, I have sacrificed parts of my social life because I can’t keep up with my friends. Sure, a lot of it comes naturally at this point, but I am still making choices every day that my body does not want me to make. I have chosen to be fat. I make no excuses or mindless decisions, I have no delusions or medical conditions.

Why then? Why choose this struggle? Because it’s worth it. Obviously, I get to enjoy delicious food in quantities and combinations most never will. Yet, it’s about so much more than the pleasure of eating (though I love it dearly). I get to feel the ecstatic satisfaction of a stuffed stomach every day. I get to feel the soft, doughy goodness of my body everywhere I go. I get to be a warm, cuddly blanket for a partner everywhere we go- I get to embrace and envelop them with my fat, to feel our heartbeats fuse together as their vibrations send ripples through my jiggling body.

Everywhere I go, I am forced to live with strangers looks of judgement or disgust. That doesn’t bother me though, I am not ashamed. They mean nothing to me, they are strangers to me. And what are a strangers thoughts worth compared to those of an admirer’s? The look of longing, love, joy, and lust in a partner’s eyes will never not be worth it to me.

brendakthedonutgirl

THIS!

fleetwoodbigmacs

Immobility is hot, but what really gets me going is a seriously slow, heavy, lumbering waddle of a fat man that is well past the point of no return from severe obesity. The sweating, the huffing and puffing, the awkward gait, puffy lardy arms hanging by the sides, red faced, attention grabbing, exhausted from the sheer effort of waddling from the car to the McDonald’s counter. Because once you’re that fat, you don’t walk anymore - you just waddle and you always will now.