#fatplay

[butchbabe30]

Hello here’s my fat belly being wobbled in all its glory. Looking for FAs to chat with. Not gaining but just a big fan of having my big belly being wobbled and squeezed. Let’s have a chat 😈

[bydmsr]

**Cold Storage: The Weight of My Hunger**

I stand in front of the fridge, everything there just for me, and I can feel the weight of it all. Each bite fills me up, stretching my belly out, heavy and swollen. My skin tightens as my body grows more substantial. With every mouthful, I feel myself slowing down, sinking deeper into the pleasure of indulgence, and I can’t help but get hard. My stomach rumbles, desperate for more, and I’m drawn in by the sensation of filling myself, knowing the consequences will come but craving it all the same.

The scent of me fills the air, sweat, food, and the deep, intoxicating smell of my expanding body. It’s harder to move now, my weight pressing in on me, each step more noticeable. My belly’s expanding, and I can feel the space it’s taking up, the effort it’ll take to even think about getting up again. The fullness, the weight, it’s all consuming, but it only turns me on more. I’m aroused by the thought of being this heavy, knowing the more I eat, the less I’ll be able to move, and the more my body will demand care.

I want to feed until I’m so full, so heavy, that even the thought of moving becomes impossible. I want someone to feed me, to make sure I never go hungry, and to help me get even bigger. The consequences don’t scare me, they excite me. I want to feel every inch of my body expanding, every ounce of weight sinking into me, turning me into something more. The pleasure of growing, the weight of it all, is overwhelming, and I’m addicted to the way it feels.