#feedism rp

[rp-partnerfinder]

🍦 Hello out there! I’m 21, use any pronouns, and looking for 18+ individuals interested in a OC based fxf feedism roleplay. I write on Tumblr in the third person and ask you do the same. I would prefer to write the feedee. Interact with this post anyway you see fit if you’re interested!!

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[heavycupcakes]

Still considering doing RP here. Or muse related asks at the very least.

[lukas-expanding-waist-blog]

// Like/reblog this if you're a weight gain/feedism rp blog!

Ill more than likely shoot you a follow//

[milkshakefiller]

I made a rough collage to try and get my ideas across. Ignore the fact it says going instead of gooning at the top my devices hate me

Unfortunately the assets I used literally don’t have any diverse body types (I used Love Nikki Dress Up mobile game and cocoppa play. I don’t play cocoppa I just use assets I find on Pinterest for inspo) so just try and imagine a morbidly obese man snuggly fit into that suit and BARELY fitting the pajamas lmfao

More details on his slobbery below cut

As it says in the pic he is able to hide is rolls in his outside clothes, but it’s not at all hidden that he’s a very fat man. With the suit on he has the silhouette of a broad shouldered business guy yk

He also doesn’t wear underwear because none fit him right. So hes commando all the time

His hair is a shiny kind of greasy. People just assume he uses gel when they see him in public.

The only dead give away of how disgusting he is, is the smell. Hes too fat to clean every fold so there’s always some part of his body odour that lingers

Hes naturally very grumpy and arrogant but he can turn on the charm if he’s hungry enough and is either trying to get food from you, or make you into food.

He knows full well how to dress himself and be “proper” he just chooses to not bother with it most of the time.

Given hes a vampire people generally don’t question it when he takes people home. Since vampires are high class it makes sense. It doesn’t seem to click that the people he brings in never come back…

If he can only find thin prey he will try and take them out for dinner to plump them a bit. His appetite is no longer satisfied by one thin human.

Hes had run ins with feedists and vore enjoyers, he appreciates them more over other prey because they seem to understand just how important he is. He’s been offered for them to be a servant, but his cravings make it nearly impossible for him to keep someone around long enough to serve him. But he is still open to it.

[rp-partnerfinder]

🔍 i'm twenty-two, you must be at least eighteen to interact with this post!

hi! i'm looking for a feedism kink centric rp in which i muse a female feedee! either f/f or m/f is fine! i'm hoping to use OCs, but i'm open to canon characters, though i'm not interested in OCxCanon.

my main fandoms include: my hero academia, homestuck, and scott pilgrim (vtw & to mainly)

if you're interested, give this a like and i'll reach out!

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[rp-partnerfinder]

Hi! I'm 18, go by they/her and I'm looking for 18+ people to roleplay feedism. It can be with original characters, or with Forsaken's Characters (I'll roleplay as 007n7 as feede, in that case). Soft feedism and more darker scenarios are okay with me! Mutual Gaining is also appreciated, and the only specific thing I won't be fully comfortable writing is FxM where the F is submissive and feede (but i love any variations on that). And I prefer to have platonic or queerplatonic duos! Tho I'm okay with romantic parings. Short and medium replies are good too, but i can be slow with them. I usually roleplay in discord, but I can try tumblr msg. If you are interested you can interact with this post <3

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[biscuitsandrolls]

So many delicious meals out today... Has the human population gotten fatter? I’m finally being compensated I see.

[teamshirofatso]

"A new shipment, huh~?" Dorothy MacBean trills as she takes the box from your hands. "It's a heavy one!" She giggles, blatantly already inebriated. With a wink, the girl turns away from you, letting her meaty backside do the talking as she waddles away.

With every step, Dorothy's entire body sags, one half at a time. Her butt, and the handful of handles above it, slosh about like pendulums. Hardly constrained inside of her green dress, Dorothy's curves are all convex, now. She gives you another wink as she goes, smacking one of her love-handles with a plump, gloved hand.

"Oh come on," she muses, halfway out of the door as she catches you staring. With a little huff of pretend-frustration, she indulges you. "You wanna know what's in these things, don't you?" Licking her lips, Dorothy leans forwards until her belly is squished hard against the doorframe. She's carrying an entire crate of somethings, and her stomach is still significantly larger than it. Your intel was perfect; she does have a beer-belly, without a doubt. "It's a secret, but I'll tell you if you promise to stay quiet, babe~..." Using her trademark seductions on you without pause, Dorothy cinches herself back up, letting her belly bob about under the crate's underside.

"They're upgrades." With a tease, Dorothy puffs her belly out as far as it'll go. It strains against her dress' fabric, until you can hear the tortured tearings from across her hips. Her dress is pulled so tight that you can see her squashed navel, taut against the front. It looks entirely defeated; pummelled into place by a hundred-or-more kilos of tummy meat. "For my special weapon, here~!"