growing bear

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Feeding the fat pig

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Gotta make em grow somehow 😈

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That tiny was delicious 😈 perfect pairing for that shot

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I had this French guy who was as greedy as me and who couldn’t wait to stuff me like a proper pig, he saw himself in me, and could not ordering me food

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Bro keeps stuffing that belly UP

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Competing for food at the truck stop is one way to end up in the belly of a trucker 😈

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Daddy's had so much food today, needs so many rubs!

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Latino performer couple (you guessed it, Colombian). Two years ago, the chubbier one started fulfilling feeder f€tish requests, mostly bloats and jiggles. Then he blew up.

His BF says he is gaining and he has grown 28 kilos / 60 pounds altogether (though I don't know in what period), reaching 108 kilos / 240 pounds. But the difference from two years ago until today is MASSIVE.

He does incredible bloats and stuffings, even.

The chubby one is open for more growth, he just needs feeders to contribute. Help them accomplish his destiny and grow that butter-ball!

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This performer once got caught doing some serious bloating.

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He just keeps growing and growing 😈

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What was in that shake, dude? I keep inflating 🥵

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Getting stuffed at a party 😈

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Eating on the job 😈

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He's so stuffed but you just keep on feeding him 🥵😈

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He ate so much 😈

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You see him in the side mirror first — uniform shirt riding up, hooked over the top of a belly that looks *painfully* full. There's a dusting of powdered sugar on the curve of it. A few stray crumbs clinging to the hem of his undershirt. He's not even trying to hide it.

He saunters up to your window, one hand resting on top of his gut like he's holding it steady, the other thumbing through his ticket book. His belt is doing heroic work. The button above it? Long gone. Surrendered somewhere between the third and fourth donut.

"License and registration."

You hand them over, eyes flicking — you can't help it — down to the bloated, crumb-covered swell pressed inches from your window. He notices. Of course he notices.

"Something distracting you?"

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