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Heya peeps, this blog is mainly for reposting stuff I like but you can find pics of me on @uwm2003pics (https://www.tumblr.com/blog/uwm2003pics), If you want to see more, iām more active on other socials such as instagram and ones including grommr and such under the same username! Donāt be afraid to send me asks or a message.
Got the boys lined up to show off at the bbq, look at all that sexy BHM man meat! š
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Iām too Fat
āPleaseā, I plead, as my blubbery ankles begin to swell over my feet, and my wrists over my hands. āIām too fat.ā I cry.Ā
āYouāre not fat enough.ā Gary says, poking my soft doughy thigh, which is over two feet wide. His finger sinks in a few inches, and fat quickly grows around it.Ā
āNo, please. My hands and my feet are nearly buried in fat. Iām becoming useless!ā Instead of speaking, Gary grabs a handful of my belly and bites his lip, grunting as it swells and outgrows his hand.Ā
At this point I must weigh at least a thousand pounds, probably closer to 1500. It could be more. When youāre this fat itās hard to tell.Ā
Itās a good minute of silence before my curiosity gets the better of me. āHow fat do you want me?ā I ask in a worried and frightened tone. He puts a hand on either side of my massive belly and thinks for a moment.Ā
He looks up at me, a seriousness in his glare. āDouble this size.ā Gary says, squeezing what little he can of me. āAt least.āĀ
I donāt know what to say anymore. I just want to cry and scream as loud as I can. I think he likes it when I beg, and when I complain. Nothing Iāve said thus far has helped me. Calling for help? Gary lives in the middle of nowhere. Running out? Well thatās just what landed me here on the floor beyond immobile. He just wanted to pack a few hundred pounds on me but I refused. Though now I feel heād always intended on making me this big eventually. And as I pleaded for him to stop, it only made him harder. He doesnāt care what I want. All he wants to do is make me fatter. So fat that I canāt move anything but my head, if that. What choice do I have? There is no point in asking to be let go. This man has some sort of magic abilities and a very dark side.Ā
āTwo tons.ā He says aloud, now humping my fatā¦ well Iām not even sure what body part that is anymore. 4,000 pounds, huh? Well, fuck. Here we go.
Youāve gotten so fat...
Youāve gotten so fatā¦ but its not enough. You want to get fatter. 400 pounds seemed like a lot to youā¦ now youāre thinking about fattening up to 800 pounds. Youāre pretty sure by then youād be immobile, too fat to walk. But that gets you hard. You get off to that. So fat that your thighs become too heavy, pressing against one another as you walk. Your butt is getting pretty fat now, which is making things harder, like sitting comfortably in normal sized chairs or squeezing into small bathrooms. But fuck that, you want it to get bigger, fatter, heavier. The idea that your own butt is too big and heavy gets you hot, but the thought of it aiding in your immobility makes you even hotter. Itās getting so hard just to get yourself off. Its exhausting isnāt it. Pretty soon you wonāt be able to reach down there, nor will you be able to touch your belly button. Your belly needs to reach your knees. Noā¦ past your knees. All the way down to your feet. Which will already be buried in the fat of your two-foot thick thighs. Noā¦ four-feet thick. Youāll be as wide as a king sized bed. Beyond 800 pounds and beyond immobility. A thousand pounds. Two thousand pounds. You canāt move your thighs at all and your arms are almost a hundred pounds each. Your cock is buried so deep in fat that itāll never be touched again. Your fat pad bulges out under your belly, probably weighing close to 80lbs. It keeps growing, burying your cock deeper and deeper and deeper in fat. You want more. So much more. Thousands more. 3,000 pounds. You canāt lift up your arms anymore. All you can do is wiggle your fingers and toes around, but even those are becoming swallowed by fat. What one might call your wrists and ankles have swollen over the base of your hands and feet. Fatter, fatter, fatter. 4,000 pounds. No, 5,000. Your hands and feet are gone. Sunken into your fattening body. All you can do is eat and eat while you get fatter and fatter and fatter. Your body hangs off the sides of the bed. The frame snapped a couple hundred pounds ago meaning youāre closer to the ground and your love handles and thighs have reached the floor, spreading across its surface. You struggle to even open your mouth. Your neck and cheeks have grown so massive that they have become too heavy to move. You donāt care. You want to get fatter. So much fatter. 6,000 pounds. 7,000? The bed is completely hidden by your fat. You fill half of the room already, but itās not enough. I think you can get fatter. Say it. Say it, you fucking pig. Fatten me up. Make me fatter. Please, make me so much fatter. Iām not fat enough. I want to get fatter and fatter and fatter and fatterā¦
Yes, please YES!! I hope I do find myself to be enjoying my new size so much so that I continue gaining past my current size at the time.
Make me fatter, make me fatter, make me FATTER!!!
Im fat enough i could blur this and if would make no difference šµāš«šµāš«šµāš«
come and grab a handful, darling.
Is that a double belly or is that a fupa? šš i need someone to play with it.
I promise you - we love that fat pad of yours, and absolutely want you to show it off more.
Thank you. Iām not comfortable showing more and the more DMs I get about it, the less I want to show. Kinda backwards right? Hereās one I took this morning. Iāll likely never show skin , especially here. Iāve had pics of my belly taken down for violating tos even tho itās just the bottom of my belly.
Is fatpad Friday a thing?
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Iāve given up a significant amount of mobility to be over 500 pounds at only 5ā6ā. I used to go on multi mile hikes and loved riding my bike around town. Now I canāt walk more than a couple hundred feet without needing to sit down for a rest.Now I have to use the mobility carts at stores even though a lot of times I donāt fit in them very well or they arenāt powerful enough to carry me through the whole store without dreaming the battery super fast. Now I canāt really handle stairs anymore. Now I struggle to step up or down curbs and use the curb cuts as much as possible unless there is someone who can give me a hand. Now I canāt get up from the floor on my own without help from a couple people. Now itās a struggle for me to get up off the couch to slowly waddle to the fridge. Now if I have to be in the office for work my legs and feet are so sore I have to work from bed the next day.
Writing this out it feels like a lot, maybe even a little overwhelming. This didnāt happen all at once. It was gradual as I got bigger and bigger. And I donāt regret any of it. I love being this big. I love being fat. Losing so much of my mobility has just been a price I had to pay to enjoy being in the kind of body Iāve always felt I needed to be at home in my own skin. Itās worth it. And I want to get even fatter. Even if that means my mobility gets even worse. I just need to be fatter and softer and heavier and bigger.
if ur cankles dont touch the ground dni
The tingling sensation of your body grows more intense as you see and feelnyou once toned muscular body slowly swells with fat. Your feeder witch girlfriend is trying out a new spell on you, the hornier you get that fatter you become. She buried her hand under your massive growing gut, and is stroking the head of your cock that is slowly being engulfed by your fupa. Your hands struggled to reach your belly grabbing what they could, everything was so soft. Finally your cock fully disappears in to your massive fupa. You feel her applie lube to the hole and insert a vibrator, your her her giggle devilishly as she switched it on to full. Your suddenly surges bigger as the instant increase in pleasure, the vibrator placed directly on the head of your dick as it to quickly sucks into your fupa fat. Your stuffed sausage finger aggressively stimulates your nipples .your moobs force your arms apart as they swell making it harder to play with your nipples, your fat arms finally flop to either side and and dangle of the arms of the chair. Your massive love handles over flow the arms of the chair as it creeks and groans in protest. Your hips and ass threatening to demolishe there leather coated prison. Your feel your climax building, her hands and lips feel like heaven as they sensually squeez, groap and kiss your massive belly, black and blue hickeys scatter over its massive surface. Your almost there so close to cuming, you feel the bottom of your belly finally make contact with the floor and finally realize just how big you are, the thought was the breaking point. Your body rapidly heats up causing your tightening skin to blush,then a flood of pleasure and blubber surges from you as your ass and hips burst from the cair crushing the back and sides. Meanwhile your fat swallowed cock pumps a massive load. But the vibrator is still stuck in your fat, you continue to cum over and over, as your body continues to swell even fatter. You flap your hands against your massive side moobs in blissful agony. Your gf pays no minde to your moans of helplessness. She continues to make her way around your growing body playing with every swelling inch. Through your pleasure clouded mind you muster a thought, how long will this last, I guess its up to her...
I've had a weird lust for fat boys lately
It's only weird because I'm mostly straight. But it makes sense for how I'm feeling it
I'm not talking 'a guy who's pretty fat"
No, that's not right for me
I'm talking a man so fat that all he is is fat, and anything else he was doesn't matter any more
I'm not attracted to a man until his tits are fatter than any woman I've been with, his dick is invisible when fully hard, and I can fuck his fat pad like a pussy
That makes it feel so much hotter
The fact that he has to be so far gone for me to feel it
Think about what it says if I feel lust for you
My dick getting hard for you says you're so overwhelmingly obese that my sexuality can't even recognize you as a man.
Me being attracted to you becomes hotter itself because that means you've so completely buried your gender in excess flesh- I couldn't feel this if you were still shaped like a human being any more. I couldn't feel this if you were more than a blob of lard to me
I couldn't be with someone like that and not compulsively feed them. Seeing you de-gender yourself in obesity? I just need to see how much further I can push youāwhat it looks like to be even further gone
belly dangerously close to spilling out of the frame
I always looked at pup play and thought it was interesting and cute, but I wasnāt sure it was for me. Now Iām researching gear and thinking how sexy it would be to be someoneās 1,000lb immobile pup. I would want to be forced into pup gear permanently, and constantly begging for treats and belly rubs as a handler makes me too big to go on walks and tries to burst me out of my gear. Who wants a pup with a mounting and dangerous weight problem?
