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This belly is getting had der to hide… and of course I’m sitting here with another bag of McDonald’s like I’m not the reason I keep outgrowing everything. There’s just something about fast food that hits different when you can feel it adding to you.

Burgers, fries, nuggets, sweet tea… I love it all way too much, and my stomach is starting to show exactly how often I give in. Every meal makes me feel softer, wider, and more addicted to watching myself grow.

treatfedprincess

Look at this heavy, overflowing belly in red lace 😈

Your favorite greedy Domme Feedee is getting fatter on purpose and I’m craving even more. I want to be stuffed, worshipped, and spoiled until I’m even softer and more dominant.

My Throne is open for all you devoted subs who get off on feeding and fattening me. Send me calories, lingerie that barely fits, or whatever else helps this body keep swelling.

The more you spoil me, the meaner, heavier, and hornier I get for you.

Link: https://throne.com/treatfedprincess

Let’s make me massive. 💋

gutsluttsbelly

mm fuck it feels so good to be so big and packed 😵‍💫 i can’t believe how big she’s gotten 😫 but i need more..

gutsluttsbelly

just one overfed piggy being kept awake by her insatiable belly.. all i’ve done the past 12 hours is stuff myself and rub my swollen belly as i feed.. burritos, enchiladas, queso and chips, fried chicken and veggies, fried ravioli, two cheeseburgers, fries and ice cream all mixed up with a diet coke and mentos bloat from somewhere in the middle of all that food. my poor stomach feels so achy and overfilled 😵‍💫😵‍💫 now im gonna lay here and rub her until i get sleepy

tightbellies

doing-swell

Literal goals

overlystuffme

vacation mode: ON😌

pudgybun

Always either eating, cumming, or thinking about eating and cumming. Sometimes all three 🥵

housecow

cute and soft and round and fat 🙂‍↕️

housecow

another part of getting incredibly fat… you stop doing certain things, and then you forget how to do them.

i was trying on a bathing suit bottom with these cute strings to tie on the side, and i just. couldn’t for the life of me remember how to tie them? and it got me thinking—i haven’t worn shoes i had to tie in well over a year.

i could barely reach with both hands to make the knot—my tits were in the way, my belly filled the space i had to reach over… i got exhausted just trying to reach

i wear things that’re easy to get on and easy to get off. i can’t bend over too well because my belly is in the way. it’s starting to hang so, so low.. and i can’t even reach my feet anymore—if i tried to paint my nails it would be exhausting, i’d be out of breath in seconds

it makes me wonder what’s next. will i forget the little trick i use to get bras on? will i forget how to hoist myself up off the floor sometime in the next 100 pounds?

and then, when i finally get to those “too big to live alone without a caretaker” sizes, what will be next?

clumsy, fat fingers unable to button up shirts. the same overly softened hands struggling to hold a fork, eating without utensils is just so much easier.. can’t reach around my belly enough to button any pants, either, it’ll have been years (and hundreds of pounds of lard) since i could even see what i’m doing, anyways

it’s motivating, it makes me hungry. just thinking about these possibilities makes me want to eat. i want to be useless, dependent, so fat and soft and hungry it scares everyone around me