chubby and unbothered

24f | taken | love some good eats ;)

[ttuna--catt]

sometimes i wish i had the means to just be a spoiled housewife, y'know? i wish i had the life where i would have housekeeping at all times and a personal chef to make me my meals so i can focus on myself and my... self-care. it's important for me to take care of myself and make sure i'm completing everything my spouse asks me to do (and eat) for the day!

i would wake up in the morning with a nice, big breakfast made just for me and brought to me in bed. a fluffy egg and melted cheese laying on top of a toasted croissant, garnished with two thick slices of brown sugar bacon. some bouncy pancakes topped with a big pad of butter and heaps of syrup on top. maybe a bowl of strawberries on the side, doused in homemade whipped cream and chocolate syrup. to wash it all down: a large iced latte, packed to the top with gooey caramel, heavy cream, and topped with a dollop of whipped cream and drizzled caramel on top. i may even have a bong rip or two as dessert!

by the time i finish my breakfast, there's already a variety of treats to snack on to satiate my oncoming munchies. homemade buttery pastries and breads filled with a variety of jams and cheeses, cookies with a variety of toppings to suit my cravings (so i could get a taste of everything!), and platters of various fruits and dips to graze on every time i felt peckish.

of course, i would snack on whatever foods i receive while lounging around, taking care of my insatiable hunger and desire to soften up for my hardworking spouse. it's equally hard work for me making sure i'm soft and submissive for when they arrive home! between keeping myself high and fed, i'll have a lot of work on my hands!

though i'm already stuffed on the goodies that were given to me throughout the morning, lunch has arrived! my smoking will have me craving a greasy meal which would be translated into a giant burger, stacked with layers of cheese, meat, and condiments and accompanied by a mountain of fries and sauces to dip into. maybe even some juicy fried chicken on the side to cut through the richness of the burger. to top it off? a 2-liter of ice-cold coke to wash everything down after.

feeling stuffed and sleepy, i would indulge in some more weed and nap to prepare for when my spouse comes home and we eat our dinner.

the dinner in question? a sampling of every pasta you could imagine- plump ravioli filled with decadent ricotta, angel hair nested within a pool of creamy alfredo, lasagna stacked high with layers of sauce and cheese, creamy risotto in a rich buttery sauce. all of this accompanied with homemade garlic bread and as much wine i can fit into my aching belly. given my already-stuffed condition, i may need a guiding hand (or two) in making sure i get my fill of dinner!

we can't forget about dessert either! another glasss of wine, another bong rip (or three), and a dense cheesecake sectioned out with various toppings and sweet sauces drizzled on top, all being hand-fed to me by my spouse as they rub my bloated belly. groaning and aching as my panties cut into my stretched flesh, begging to be fondled and played with. soon, the whole cheesecake will be pushed into my plump belly, only further expanding the already taut flesh around my bloated midsection.

by the end of the day, i'll be stupidly blitzed and absolutely stuffed, only responding to a soothing hand on my belly and a joint put between my lips. it's a reward for being such a good housecow housewife and doing all of the tasks asked of me for the day! :)

[ttuna--catt]

fall's officially here! you know what that means?

the end of the year is near, so it's time to fatten up.

hear me out: as fall comes around and the holiday season is right around the corner, now is the perfect time to start upping the caloric intake!

first is halloween. they're pretty much just handing candy out to everyone! even if you aren't celebrating, november 1st comes around with deep discounts on massive bags of candy and sickeningly sweet treats. do you realize just how many fun-size bars you can pack away into an ever-growing belly?

then, in the USA, comes thanksgiving. a holiday devoted to food. a whole day solely devoted to stuffing yourself silly and not being judged for getting seconds (or thirds. or fourths). carb-loading on mashed potatoes and stuffing, devouring buttery mac n' cheese and juicy turkey, and then still trying to find room for the variety of pies and casseroles that are for dessert. still haven't had your fill? don't worry, there are ALWAYS leftovers for you to bring home and stuff yourself with for the rest of the week!

finally, we round out the year with the december holiday season. no matter what holiday you celebrate, it's the same theme: celebrating. how do you celebrate? loads of food. whether it's finger-foods, huge family dinners, or drinking your fill of eggnog- the joy keeps flowing (and so does the food). don't even get me started on work holiday parties. spreads of food, seemingly untouched by all of your coworkers, but beckoning for you to get your fill. not to mention, they'll probably throw the leftovers out when the party is over (and you can't let food go to waste)!

with all of the upcoming events, there's no excuse but to eat my fill! by the end of the year, with the amount i plan to eat, i hope to be unrecognizable. :)

[ttuna--catt]

the nuance (and beauty) in the small things while gaining

i feel as if there's a lot of focus on physical, structured results when actively gaining- especially if they're large and noticeable changes. you see the numbers on the scale move, the stark changes in appearance, and the clothes shrink on your ever-growing body. if you're public about your lifestyle, that's all people ask you about.

however, not many people take time to notice the... smaller, softer things that come with the lifestyle and just how equally sexy the can be.

for example:

making yourself a big meal and then still being hungry afterwards

the mental struggle of knowing you just ate, but you aren't fully stuffed, so your brain (and body) is still craving more

the light jokes and comments people make towards you about your gain (especially if the gain isn't that noticeable in your weight/clothes size)

the day after a heavy-calorie day and still feeling the heaviness and the bloat from the day before (bonus: eating a large amount on top of the fullness from the day before and feeling absolutely gluttonous)

being given more food by someone, without asking, because "you look like you wanted it"

noticing small, subtle changes about your appearance like a new roll, an extra layer of fat, or the rounding out of your body

the euphoric feeling of "treating" yourself or "celebrating" with extra food- especially when there's no reason to celebrate

ordering a huge meal and knowing that it's all being consumed by you (bonus: subconsciously knowing that the person who is serving you/giving you your food knows that you'll be the one to greedily eat everything)

the stark changes and "textbook" examples of gaining are indeed attractive and super influential to this community, but there's something so hot about the little things that make these big things happen.

[ttuna--catt]

my love language is having food ordered/made for me and being told that i should finish all of it because it's a gift from someone "thinking about me".

[ttuna--catt]

office jobs

going from a high-activity office job to a sedentary office job has been absolutely detrimental to my waistline.

i used to work in a fast-paced and physically laborious job, so snacking was always to replenish calories lost. not to mention, the times to eat were few and far between (running off of a sugar-free redbull is way easier than stopping and eating a meal with the little time i had).

now, i'm in a cushy office job where i take under 1000 steps a day and sit in front of a computer for my entire workweek. the only time i need to get up is to get my lunch and occasionally talk to my coworkers (though, most of them just visit me in my office).

additionally, office life culture seems heavily centered around food. mandatory morning meetings are always accompanied by breakfast pastries and donuts, lunches are plentiful and provided by managers, and treats are often being brought in by clients and coworkers alike. god forbid you eat breakfast before work or pack a lunch for the day- the office culture takes quite the offense if you don't participate in the breakfasts and lunches they provide. even if i make a breakfast or pack a lunch, that's just double the food that i eat in a day.

the sheer volume of food that I eat everyday, combined with the sheer lack of movement in my career, has turned my once-fit body into a soft, chubby image of my comfort and gluttony. my body has evolved into the endearing "secretary spread". my belly is constantly filled to its content and hangs over the waistline of my panties. my hips have developed large, soft love handles that hang lazily over my slacks. the buttons of my shirts and dresses strain as my workday continues, most likely due to me getting paid to stuff myself at my desk. my butt and thighs are slowly widening, no longer being held by the pants and skirts that i just bought a few months ago. by the end of the day, i struggle to hide my bloated belly from coworkers as i sheepishly say my goodbyes for the evening.

then, arriving home, i'm obviously going to follow-up with dinner. maybe even a dessert, because hey, i deserved it for working all day! you couldn't pay me to go and exercise after work either. i am mentally drained, so why would i have any energy to go to the gym?three square meals, snacks, and goodies all being packed into my body in one day with no caloric release. going to bed at the end of the night with a stuffed belly and then waking up in the morning to do it all over again.

i love having an office job. :)