#feedism fic

[belliesgettingbigger]

A Victorian era nurse that runs a rehabilitation clinic for misbehaving young women. She delights in breaking their wills, tying them to their beds and stuffing them with bread, butter, and cream round the clock. Because your daughter can't get into trouble if she can't even stand.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Sadie Roberts, Carter Owens, Mr. Owens Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Feedism, Feeding Kink, Belly Kink, Stuffing, Emotional Manipulation, Manipulation, Intoxication, Feeder/Feedee, Boss/Employee Relationship, Workplace Relationship, Dark Romance, Dubious Consent, Corruption Summary:

Sadie just wants to live a normal life.

After her ex discovers her online feedism fetish work, leaving her ashamed and broken, Sadie moves away from her old life and rebuilds herself through discipline and restraint. Her new job at Westvale Wellness seems like the perfect place to keep her fragile new life intact, too.

But temptation continues to find her in the office. Leftover pastries, work-provided lunches, small temptations that make it easier and easier to give in to her cravings.

And as Sadie starts losing control again, she begins to wonder how much of the temptation is accidental—and how much her handsome boss really knows.

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That Sadie/Mr. Owens story was one of the hottest things I’ve read in a goood while. I will be checking out your AO3 *promptly.*

I loved how attentive he was before she even knew he was doing it, I loved how realistic her whole thought process of how she kept trying to talk herself out of what she wanted was, I loved them at the end… Fuck dude it was so good.

A character who’s a big shot in health having a secret feedee pet? I might need to play with that fantasy, holy crap.

Thank you

Oh my gosh, no, thank you!!! Y'all have no idea how much I thrive on reading asks and comments like this UGH 💜💜💜

❗️Shameless plug for the fic in question❗️

Go give it a read if you like spicy office feedism smut 🫵

[belliesgettingbigger]

I want to write a college story about a health-conscious jock who falls into glorious, gluttonous hedonism after being assigned a dorm with an aspiring pastry chef

Imagine it. He's never had a grain of sugar in his whole life, but one bite and he's overwhelmed, hooked forever. A monster has awakened inside him, and it demands sweets. He expands at a rapid rate as he can't stop himself from eating himself into a food coma every night. But the more he grows, the more his game suffers, until he is a wheezing, wobbly mess on the field. Even then, he can't bring himself to stop eating, can't stop himself from stuffing his gut full to bursting.

Of course, his roommate is always there for him, always ready with another plate of pastries to sate his endless hunger

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Original Work Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Original Female Character(s) & Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Serena Winters, Julie Vidal, Lucas Keller, Alexis Harper Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Feedism, Feeding Kink, Psychological Drama, Slow Build, Belly Kink, Stuffing, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Intoxication, Slice of Life

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Jesus... It looked like a horde of raccoons had torn through the place, snatching up any little scrap of food they could find. There was no way she’d gone on that hard a binge without realizing. As she leaned back against the fridge, trying her damndest to remember, she noticed the clutter on the kitchen counter.  Wrappers, containers, and empty soda cans were strewn about everywhere. And in the middle of it all sat the ice cream container—empty, of course. But it wasn’t just the kitchen counter. The mess extended into the living room too, covering the coffee table, parts of the floor, and the couch next to where she’d been sitting. 

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hot and heavy (in the guest room of salesa's place) (one shot, finished, 3.45k words) by rebelskyguy

Martin has known capital-T Things about himself that he hopes upon all hope that no one else knows. Mainly, that he’s a big guy because he likes food, likes eating, likes the outcome of how the food and the calories settles on his body. He absolutely loves how his body looks, and he knows that’s okay, but he hasn’t had a second to bring his… feedist, weight-related sexy thoughts up with Jon to see if there’s any alignment between them but– If the way Jon’s bulge is pressed against his belly is anything to go by, Martin might not need to worry about rejection as much as he thought he would. “Is it alright if I… take care of you, Martin?” Jon murmurs, a not-exactly-small wedge of cheese in his hand. Martin’s mouth waters as he eyes the lattice pattern of what must be wine soaked cheese and, fuck, that’s more than okay. Or, The Upton Safehouse proves to have good food, a safe bed, and… shenanigans ensue.

Oop I wrote another smutty feedy TMA fic hehehehehehehehehehe title of fic a play off of a line from Hot and Heavy by Lucy Dacus

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@jigglypuff323 I hope you don't regret your decision. Mrs. Woodhouse is not a gentle nurse