Such a good boy 😌
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Such a good boy 😌
@thebigxo
my happy place
@thebigxo
Imagine how skinny you'd look next to a girl who looks like this 💀
There was a girl on here that was demanding AFFF and made me send her pics after binging at mcdonalds every day after work but she just deactivated her account 💔 she was SO mean omfg but so skinny come baaack 😭
Body contrast is so hot, especially with mild humiliation... I want everyone to double-take at me when my rail-thin feeder introduces me as their boyfriend. Most will try to be polite and hide their shock, but they don't hide it too well; I can see the way their eyes widen when my partner wraps their lean arms around my thick lovehandles and how softly they kiss my round cheeks. By avoiding my weight, they make it, and me, loom heavier and larger: I'm the big, fat elephant in the room next to my skinny little mouse...
Some are playful, giving my belly a pat, poking fun at how "it looks like someone's been eating good," that I'm "obviously very in love," and "spoiled rotten". My partner rubs my belly and smiles along. They have no idea how right they are. They'll never know how much hard work it takes to keep me constantly fed and growing for them. Only true love and dedication could keep me this fat, and happy to submit my body to their desires. My partner jiggles my belly and refers to me as their "big boy" with a wink, and I blush.
We see mean ones in every room too: the ones who point at my plate and ask if I really need to eat that much, when I'm planning to lose all this blubber, who grab my belly roughly to criticize my tight clothes... They tell me I'm ballooning, that I can't stop eating, openly wondering why my partner tolerates me being such a fatty. It's cruel, but ultimately petty. It could never get to us, not when this life makes us so happy. Certainly not while I still have so much room to grow... When my partner's worked so hard crunching numbers and preparing such delicious meals for me all day to ensure I wake up to my new heaviest weight every morning, what's one rude comment? What's one more bite?
When we're finally alone again, they they wrap themself around me tightly, squeezing me like their fat teddy bear. Between kisses on my chubby neck, they whisper that they're so proud of me, how well I eat, how happy I make them, that it won't be long until I'm as fat as I am in their dreams...
I want to sit on top of a skinny little thing, both of us naked in bed, as I eat and they lazily watch, squeezing my stomach