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idk but like the fatter you get the more I want to fuck you into submission

my darkest feedism interest is continuing to get fatter even after immobility 😵‍💫😵‍💫 being a massive puppy blob and feeling the excess flab pinning me down onto the bed, until the attempt to even lift a limb makes me whimper and pant, and eventually not being able to move anything other than my little fat paws 😰 and having my feeder have full control to do anything they want with my body, speaking to me softly and doing anything that would please them, while i just lay completely still, a big wobbly ocean of flab, so enmeshed in fat that she can't do anything at all 💗 feeling all the fat of my body squish into my chest, making me pant helplessly 😵‍💫😵‍💫 slowly finding it harder and harder to breathe, endlessly struggling to get air and gasping for breath, to feel my chest aching from all my fat, my heart racing so fast it hurts, just to keep my helpless fat enveloped body alive 😰

all my muscles becoming so weak and useless, feeling them struggle under the hundreds of pounds of extra fat, the constant feeling of being unable to handle all the blubber accumulated on my body, the inescapable struggle of my body being on the edge of giving up 😰 and only continuing to get fatter 😵‍💫💗

mettatonisbest

Fuuuuuckkkk

r3volv3r98

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cybernaiad

getting stoned makes me feel like suuuuuch a big belly bimbo (* ´ ﹃｀*) i get so slow and stupid and hungry!! my feeder could feed me sooo much more than i usually could eat if they just sat me in front of a tv.. and when i’d eaten everything for them and all i can do is lean back against the couch and whine, they’d shush me and rub my stuffed tummy with one hand while the other raises the weed pen back up to my lips for another hit.

“there you go, baby. take another hit for me and i’ll make it all better.” they’d coo, finding a spot on my belly and pressing down until a heavy burp forces its way out. i look to them in surprise because i’ve never burped like that in front of them before, but they just smile sweetly at me and give my belly a couple of solid pats that knock another burp loose. “big, growing girls like you are supposed to sound like that, angel. don’t worry about it.” they’d say, and i’d believe them, happy to be their good, big, growing girl. <3

chubby-dutch-feedee

Food disposal

The idea of becoming a living food disposal system is so hot to me.

Imagine applying for a job where your only goal is to eat all of the excess food that is left. Shakes, burgers and so much more. Each day they strap you to a feeding tube. All you do is eat till the day is done. Within months you develop rolls of fat. Mobility becomes an issue. But that doesnt matter to you because your only goal is to get as FAT as possible.

teatimezz

I’m gonna bully you bigger. Berate and chastise you for the needy fuck you’ve become as I can’t help but laugh at your lack of restraint. I’ll remind you how much calories are in each meal you consume and I’ll comment on how greedy you act day to day. Each inch will be pointed out on your gut and every pound will be accounted for. Yet the worst part is that this will only fuel your hedonistic desires more. Any insult thrown your way will only cause your lust for consumption to grow like the hunger you harbor. The shame and pride of each pig like decision brought to your attention is the only thing that can match the pleasure every bite brings you anymore.

chubbening

it's so wild that some people seem unable to imagine a fat feeder when the notion of a fat girl stuffing my face while telling me she's gonna make me bigger than her is the

chubbening

sorry, i had a nosebleed

anyway it's one of the hottest things i can think of

insipidorange

Me when I get the random whim to attempt stuffing…… it never goes well (tummy issues :/) BUT won’t stop me from trying again this weekend 🫡

herrdonism

giving him a hand job after feeding. jerking the burps and groans out of him to make room for more food

biggestsoftestpuppy

currently feeling super desperate to be so much fatter 😵‍💫😵‍💫 have another few hundred pounds of excess fat, my belly hanging to my knees, not being able to walk a few steps without panting heavily, not being able to walk at all, just being a huge blob that only exists to look pretty and have her fat body played with 😰💗 genuinely lightheaded at the idea of being too fat, too fat to climb stairs, too fat to fit into a plane seat, too fat to stand up, too fat to lift my flabby limbs 😵‍💫💗 gosh i feel desperate to wake up tomorrow double, triple, quadruple, my size, wouldn’t I be such a pretty little helpless lady?

hungry-void-star-deactivated202

What is a waistband for if not to have a soft, heavy belly hanging over it at all times

pitch-black-angel-of-death

So fucking horny I wanna rail an obese cutie on the kitchen work surface. Us both lit up by the light of the open fridge I discovered them raiding at 1 am. Their belly slapping on the counter top, their fatpad ramming into the drawers and getting wet within the folds. Panting for both my dick and more food to recoup their energy as I wear them out. Their wobbling legs shaking from being stood for so long.

Their whole body mine, inside and out.

chubbybunnytgirl

"potentially mature content" yeah, because you have to be mature to appreciate a fat woman. anyone who doesn't clearly hasn't done the work yet, do better you immature losers

chubbybunnytgirl

sorry, I will never not be bitter about having my body considered sexual just because it is big. like that's so fucked up, man

keeping-soft

Idk 😝 feeling a little plump today

extremedeathfeeder

Big stuffed belly full of food and heart clogging lard. Playing with that belly knowing how unhealthy it is and how it's only getting bigger gaining thru all the risk and consequences is just the best.

stuffedsounds

I want you full.

not “a little bloated.” I want your gut to be hard to the touch. i want it to sound solid when I slap it. I want to feel your skin stretching under the pressure from inside. I want your upper belly protruding out of you like you swallowed a brick. I want your lower belly soft but filling itself up as your body strains to process what i’ve given you. I want you panting as your stomach presses on your lungs and your heart races as you try and digest. I want you moaning in discomfort with every little movement that shifts something around inside you. I want you begging me to stop when I press more to your lips. I want you to choke it down anyways and whine and writhe as your beach ball of a belly strains and distends even more. I want to press myself into your bulging body and grind on you while making you moan with pain. I want to take my time pressing my hands into your gut where it looks like it hurts the most and pushhhhh. I want to watch your face fill with agony masochistic delight.

then you’ll get a break, you’ve been so good for me anyways. I might even let you watch me please myself in front of you while you lie there unable to move, pinned down by the anvil in your gut. maybe i’ll rub your poor belly a little nicer. see if I can’t get it moving down through your system. that’ll provide you some relief as the pressure spreads itself out from your upper gut. but then your lower belly will start to grow. slowly it’ll all settle in, shepherded along by regular, firm but gentle rubs of my hands on your belly.

once I hear your panting and whining subside, I know you’re ready to go again. this time, I put a tube in your mouth. you turn your head and see it attached to a large tank. I smile and tell you this’ll help wash it down ;) I open the valve and liquid fills your mouth. it’s a slow, steady stream. the liquid is bubbly and you can taste the sting of alcohol in it. it’s sweet and the bubbles feel kinda nice in your belly, so you swallow it down steadily in big slow gulps every time your mouth fills with it.

“you like that, babe?” I ask, carefully wiping a small drip from your chin after pausing the flow to check on you.

you finish what’s in the tube then open your mouth. you moan, this time more with pleasure than pain as you feel the food I fed you earlier settling deep in your guts. your upper belly is filling with this sparkly liquid. it feels warm inside you and the bubbles seem to dislodge some of the food stuck in there. let let out a long, deep belch and sigh with blissful relief.

“yessss….. ughhh” you manage to get out as you pat your belly to shake out some more gas. “more, babe. please.” you beg.

“of course, love”

I stick the tube back in your mouth and open the valve again. this time, though, the liquid rushes in faster, harder. you can’t get it swallowed in time and it splashes all over you. I stop the flow, help you put it back in place, and we try again. this time, you open your throat more. you let the liquid flow straight into you. you can feel it landing in your belly like filling a barrel from a spout. the pressure of the gas builds as more gets in. I let this run until the liquid spills out of your mouth again. by this point, your lower gut is packed tight with food, your upper gut looks like a massive water balloon, and I can see on your face that the alcohol is taking its effect….

(part 2 coming someday?)