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[nothingbuttazz]

[hardhatjim]

Grade A Heifer with fertile hips!

[fedcar273]

https://instagram.com/kawaiiprincess2221?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

[ssbbwchan]

My kinda legs

[fatlifeshortlife]

Woof.

[gluttonousrosy]

Love this 😍

[massivelyovergrown]

Makes me want to buy her a feast

[massivelyovergrown]

A moment wouldn't go by when she didn't have food in front of her...

[massivelyovergrown]

I want to be the one to feed her until she makes this face.

Then lean in to tell her this is only the first course...

[swedishfeeder]

This is the exact moment Jae finally realized that she’s gone too far and there is no turning back, she finally understands that she’s nothing but a worthless fat hog - only good for stuffing herself and make perverts horny by being a helpless mountain of lard.

[gravitationalfeedism-deactivate]

Woah… Jae looking good and almost bedridden

[massivelyovergrown]

If she doesn't look like this after a stuffing session then ur not doing it right.

Out of breath, eyes glazed and rolling back, chest heaving, shirt rolling up over her enormous overfilled belly...time to take a short rest before round 2.

[moomoomaruu]

✨POV I’m ur sweet pudgy angel🩷

[softnsweeet0]

the way I jiggle is just hypnotizing 🥴

[sometimescozy]

hey everybody. it's been a while

[sometimescozy]

worth the effort

[sometimescozy]

cowgirl gf giggling and kneading the the overstretched tummy of the mewling catgirl gf who was entirely too confident in her ability to stomach unprocessed milk

[sometimescozy]

a certain sheepish cat goes to a newly opened ‘dairy bar’ where the patrons are strongly encouraged to sample straight from the tap

[sometimescozy]

the only thing hotter than a girl that feeds you is a girl that feeds you while condescendingly pointing out every new roll, every ripped seam, and every extra inch on your waistline just because she likes how flustered you get when she does

[sometimescozy]

"i mean like, why are you even surprised those pants gave out so quick? you'd think this would be expected given how quickly you ate your way out of the last pair"

[sometimescozy]

been swirling this pairing around in my head for a bit: the rapidly ballooning heir to a family with all the means to allow her desires to run completely unchecked, and her very sympathetic maid that attends to her ever-increasing needs

[biggestsoftestpuppy]

I love being teased in a way that is sweet and tender but also a little condescending 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“poor thing, you’re just too big, aren’t you?”

“sweet pet, getting so fat, you can’t even dress yourself anymore, let me help you.”

“aww, did puppy eat so much that she can’t walk anymore?”

“look at you, so unhealthy and out-of-shape that you’re out of breath just from waddling a few steps”

it makes me feel extra big and helpless 😵‍💫💗

[indulgentcupcake]

I Think All The Food I'm Eating Is Starting To Show On My Figure 🥺

[kittenwithabelle]

Enjoying my partners scent is way more than just kink for me.

Don't get me wrong, being pressed into their armpit after a long workout makes me absolutely feral with desire for them.

But it also calms me down if I'm feeling stressed, it slows my thoughts when my mind is racing. They smell like home, like love, like belonging.

For me having a scent kink is about experiencing the people I love in every way I can.

And also about having every conscious thought crushed by how awful they smell and how much Im obsessed with it.

[kittenwithabelle]

Thinking about butch mechanics, or blacksmiths.

Hard manual labour. Coming home in her stained and torn tank top, reeking of sweat, metal and oil. Her socks fling across the room for me to bury my face in while she gets ready.

After what feels like an eternity of heady musk and sweat clouding my brain I get yanked up by my hair, eyes glassy as she presents her armpit to me and shoves me in, the stray oil and grease smearing on my face. But I don't care, it's too late to care. My entire world is in front of me right now, nothing else matters, nothing exists outside of this smell, this taste.

And at the end of the night. When we're worn out and we stink of each other. She'd lay her head on my chest, and I'd run my fingers across her greasy hair. My heartbeat a song to soothe her worries. The silence broken by three simple words as we drift off.

"I love you"