Lilly

Ffa, 23, always up to chat :)

[xoffaox]

Thought I’d leave this here :)

[superheavy-eclaire]

BOYTITS RAAAAAGH

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[tubbylittleslut]

Things I Love as a Female Feeder

when they send me pics of their food or snack haul

seeing bellies in clothing, not necessarily tight, I just think it's cute when they can't hide how fat they are anymore

chubby fingers, chubby necks, omg

the underside of their belly peeking out from the bottom of their shirt

when their belly bumps into things, especially me

when they ask me to get them more food because they don't wanna get up

when they're a little embarrassed to ask for seconds or thirds

but also when they aren't embarrassed at all

me rubbing their belly in public (in an affectionate, gentle way)

them rubbing their belly in public (good lord help me if I saw this)

when they need a little nap after eating

men with hairy bellies. This might be more of a physical preference than a feederism one but still worth noting

when they're squeezed into a chair/booth (bonus points if their belly touches the steering wheel when they drive)

if they lick their plate clean

or lick food off of my fingers (oops sorry, getting a little unhinged again)

playfully playing off comments about gaining weight or being fat (feel free to blame me for spoiling you)

pinning me underneath you (playfully or otherwise... ahem)

excitedly updating me after a weigh-in

sneaking off to send me belly pics when they're out to dinner without me

when they're bigger than me (I need to be able to steal your hoodie)

when they lift their belly onto a table or counter

if they need a snack while waiting for another meal

any little noises they make (or the furniture makes) when they get up or sit down, omg

men with prominent love handles

when they casually mention eating a lot like it's no big deal

[biggestsoftestpuppy]

feedee that is too big to touch themself because there is too much fat in the way so they need to ask their feeder so sweetly to 'take care of them' but their feeder teases them by withholding pleasure and watching their helpless feedee grow more and more desperate as they realize how restricted they really are by all the excess fat on their body, and only offer relief after their feedee starts pleading for their touch

[teatimezz]

Not being able to reach properly to masturbate is actually so so so so so fucking hot. Like the gluttony you’ve brought on yourself is now the same reason why you can’t reach over that soft gut and it’s so good. It’s like those old myths and tales of how one’s greed can come back to bite you in a much more hedonistic horny way. Its poetic and hot and I love it

[bacchusbride]

Half a Ton of Love: 500 for 500

You promised your followers a reward for hitting 500, but the real celebration is sprawled out across your bed....five hundred pounds of pure, shameless indulgence. 

Your man fills the mattress, his belly heavy and gloriously soft, resting off to one side as one plush, round love handle swells out from his side, begging to be squeezed. His thick chest rising and falling as he looks at you with that half-starved, half-devoted gaze.

“Think you can handle all this, gorgeous?” his voice low and teasing, but with a tremor of anticipation as he slides his hands over his massive gut, squeezing the thickest roll between his fat fingers, offering it up to you. 

Your mouth waters as you watch his belly wobble and jiggle under his hands. The glint in his eye tells you he knows exactly what he's doing to you...how wet it makes you when he touches himself like that.

“Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea.” You reply, not able to keep the huskiness out of your voice...you grin wickedly, crawling up beside him, balancing a tray loaded with slices of cake, brownies, fudge, and a bottle of thick, sticky chocolate sauce. 

You set the tray on the bed and let your hands roam. His skin is flushed, warm, stretching taut over the roundness of his belly; hes already full from the decadent dinner you fed him...now its time for dessert. 

You graze your hands over his nipples and feel them harden under your hands...

You roam lower and grab a thick handful of him and bite him hard ....he groans loudly, his cock twitching beneath the mountain of his gut.

“First bite’s for me...and now it's your turn" You purr as you shove half a slice of cake into his mouth. He takes it eagerly, eyes fluttering shut as he chews, moaning softly. You drizzle chocolate sauce on both of his swollen nipples and lick it off..then suck hard making his gasp. He’s trembling, already short of breath, but you can tell he’s aching for more.

You feed him bite after bite, alternating between sweets and filthy, whispered promises. 

“Let’s see how much you can handle tonight, baby. You gonna make a mess for me? You gonna show off what a greedy, hungry boy you are?”

He nods, mouth too full to answer, eyes blown wide with lust.

You slide down his body, kissing and biting your way over rolls and folds, worshipping every inch of him. You wedge your hands under the heavy swell of his belly, lifting it just enough to expose his cock—thick, hard, flushed deep red, almost swallowed up by his size. You lick a long, slow stripe up his shaft and watch him writhe, his hands gripping the sheets.

You stroke him slow, then faster, using both hands and your mouth, teasing the sensitive head, dragging your nails over his hip and under his gut. He’s helpless, moaning, panting, his whole body jiggling with every movement. “Fuck—oh, god, babe, I’m—”

“Not yet,” you command, pinning his hips with your weight. “You’re not done for me, are you?”

He whimpers, shaking his head, but you see the desperation in his eyes. You climb back up, straddle his chest, and place a bit of chocolate sauce on your clit and then lower yourself onto his mouth so he can taste you—his tongue greedy, sloppy, eager to please. You ride his face, grinding against his mouth, his hands kneading your ass as you shudder and gasp.

Your throbbing, swollen and so wet you're dripping as you open your legs as wide as they go to straddle his hips.

You lift his heavy gut out of the way and slowly sink down onto him, the friction from his fat pad and his heavy belly settling into you almost pushes you over the edge again....

You remember when he was half this weight...you can't believe how fucking fat he's gotten. It was almost surreal....

You ride him hard and he lays there helpless under the weight of his belly, trying to grab you but you just shove a brownie in his mouth...slowing down until he swallows for you.

"I want you to finish them for me...every bite. Do it for me baby...you already how hard I can make you cum..." 

He wimpers as you squeeze him inside you, pump your hips, and then slow down. You pinch his nipples when he takes another bite...he's rock hard inside you.

You tell him how sexy he is, you massage his belly and watch it swell between you until its almost all you can see...you tell him you want him even fatter as the massive mound bounces and shakes between you as you fuck him senseless...

When you finally let him come, it’s explosive—his cock gets impossibly harder and then hot cum fills you as you keep riding him, milking him as he gasps for breath, sweat pouring down his face, the bed creaking under his weight.

You collapse beside him, tangled in frosting, crumbs, and sticky satisfaction, both of you laughing, spent, and happy. You press a kiss to his lips.

“Happy 500, babe,” you whisper, and he grins, utterly wrecked, utterly yours.

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[kinkyssbhm]

🥵😍🥵

[kismetslut]

date idea: you agree to "taste test" my gainer shake recipe and i end up funnel feeding you the entire pitcher

[feederprincess]

please get hopelessly addicted to fast food, eat with both your hands and ask for more in between bites

then beg me to pleasure you while you are eating because your brain is so fried you need excess of all kinds to feel any sort of pleasure💞

[xoffaox]

Today’s my birthday:))

[kismetslut]

dream date: we go on a 2-week vacation and you come home 20 pounds heavier

[laylafeeds-deactivated20260505]

It’s time to embrace being fat.

You’re not the fit athlete anymore. Muscular gym guy. Toned gym bunny. You’ve gotten chubby. And there’s no stopping now.

The gym is for fit people like me. You belong on the couch, surrounded be snacks. Mindlessly watching tv as you binge on nothing but empty calories.

Your belly pushing further and further over your waistband. Love handles poking out. Ass pressing against seams on your pants.

People will be confused. A fit hottie like me walking around next to a pig like you. My toned tummy on display. Your fat belly hanging out.

A perfect example of our contrast.

So go on pig.

EAT.

Make mommy happy🥰

[xoffaox]

Okie I’m rly shy about this but this is me :3

[carolinequinnx]

no one gets fatter faster than someone in love

[fattythirst]

Look at that big, fat, round thing… so beautiful and perfect. How heavy it is, how encumbered it makes you.

How it jiggles when you move, slow rolling of flab from side to side.

How it makes you waddle.

So gorgeous.

So feed the gut. Stretch out. Make yourself fatter.

[ketsudan1-deactivated20260416-d]

If you suck in your belly and you still can‘t see your 🍆 no matter if it‘s hard or not…you can be very proud of yourself🙂‍↕️

[jcksn1jpg]

Wanna sit on top of you straddling your hips, your belly is spread all over my lap. I feed you by hand with your favorite chocolate cake. I hear your moans from fullness and pleasure, but I can feel your boner, you’re getting aroused by your own helplessness and greed. Will you ask me to stop and get into your pants, or will you continue to enjoy the incredible chocolate taste of the cake continuing to be a weak-willed glutton?

[thicklyforbiddenriddle]

Saw a college friend after almost a year, and well, here’s the story while it’s still fresh haha.

I went out today and had a pretty good time. A couple of weeks ago i was texting with a friend from college. We graduated last year and well, it´s been over a year since I saw her for the last time. We made plans to eat something today and it went pretty good. When she came out of the elevator her eyes did a double-take, scanning me up and down. The thing is, in the last 2 years i packed up some good weight, especially in this last one. Since i joined this community i have just gotten a lot heavier. Also, the conversation wasn´t in english but i´ll do my best to write it down as exactly as my memory allows me to. Also, quick context, we are really good friends, but we have made up in parties and we were friends with benefits for a short period of time.

“Wow! You look… uhm, chubbier haha."

I got red and laughed it off nervously. I was wearing a t-shirt was feeling a little tight, especially across the chest. My moobs have really rounded out lately, and the fabric was straining. You could see that button just fighting to keep everything together haha.

“Seriously,” she continued, poking my stomach through the shirt. “Your belly looks so bigger haha. And look at these!” She gave my chest a playful squeeze. “You’re gonna pop a button haha!”

After catching up for a minute, we went inside a restaurant. It is a wings and boneless reastaurant, and today they had an all you can eat promotion. Maybe that´s why she suggested it. I should have known what was about to happen. We got a booth and she ordered the first two plates for us. We kept chatting a bit to catch up, about the typical stuff, relationships, work, parties, you know.

“Come on, you can finish that,” she’d say, nudging the basket of wings toward me. “A belly that big has to have more room than that.”

I listened. I don’t know why, but the combination of the teasing and the command in her voice was intoxicating. I finished the first two orders, the spicy sauce already staining my shirt.

“See? I knew you could.” she said, and immediately flagged down the waiter for two more orders.

This became the rhythm. Eat, order, repeat. By the eighth order, I was feeling incredibly full. My gut was a solid, heavy sphere pressing firmly against the edge of the table. I had to sit back slightly. She noticed immediately. Without a word, she slid out of her side of the booth and came to sit next to me, on the outside, so I was trapped against the wall. “There, now we can push the table back a bit. Make more room for that big belly.”

She didn’t just push the table, though. As the next basket arrived, she put her hand on my belly. At first, it was just a warm, steadying weight. Then, as I reluctantly started on the new wings, she began to rub it. Slowly and firmly over my stomach. I gasped around a mouthful of food. The pressure was intense, almost too much, but it also felt amazing.

“Look at you,” she whispered, her mouth close to my ear as her hand worked over my distended gut. “You’re so full, but you’re still going. Your poor shirt is losing the battle. Just one more wing. Come on. Stuff it in. I want to feel it get even tighter.”

I don’t know how I did it, but I finished that order and part of another. I was in a daze, focused only on the feeling of the food piling inside me and her hand massaging it, encouraging it. Finally, I had to admit defeat. I raised my hands in surrender, a deep, fullness making it hard to even sit up straight. She just smiled, a lookof sasfaction on her face. We paid the bill an she and helped me out of the booth.

Walking to her car was a journey. I was waddling, my belly leading the way, feeling heavy and incredibly sensitive. We got to her car and she threw herself over me. I was a bit shocked but also really turned on. She opened my t-shirt revealing my bloated stomach adn she went down on me like she have never done it before. It was one of the best blowjobs I have ever gotten. She kept going wuile trying to lift my bloated belly, and played with my moobs every now an then. I was looking around to see if there was no one close, but that made it more exciting. After we were done she drove me home, her hand resting on my stomach the entire time, giving it little pats and squeezes.

She dropped me off with a kiss on the cheek and a final, meaningful grope. "I can’t wait to see how much more you can hold next time.”

Now I’m lying on my bed, still bloated af, like for real, my belly looks so huge. And it was an amazing experience. I have never done something like this before, but now i´m thinking about doing it again. stuffing my face and letting someone feed me. I´m seeing her again next week, allegedly just for have some drinks, but who knows, i would love it if we do something similar again. Also, i had no idea she was into this. We talked a bit about some kinks and sex experiences so maybe that was what made her do that today. But anyways, that´s all for today. Goodnight. Also, sorry for the poor redaction or mistakes, English isn’t my first language.