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Still looking to be someone's eye candy 😅🙈

boys are meant to be eye candy and get fat.

i don’t make the rules

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Becoming bedbound gets a completely different meaning when this is your bed✨

I’ll get this for you piggy. I’m sure you will never want to leave (not that the opportunity to do so would last forever)✨

Your life will revolve around mindless eating, watching TV and/or playing games. Causing you to take up more and more space on the bed✨

Slowly falling deeper down the rabbit hole of feedism, from being chubby to being obese, from obese to morbidly obese, until one day you find yourself unable to get up.✨

You’ll be like my little butterfly that I caught in a net, unable to escape its fate of ending up pinned and framed🦋

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I can’t stop thinking about stuffing you right now, pig.

I see you standing there in your cute little outfit, with a top so tight, and shorts so tiny that all anyone notices is your massive heaving gut jutting out over the waistband.

And I just want to stuff you.

I just want to grab you by the belly, pull you into a kitchen and force any food I can find into you.

Standing there, dazed and confused, you won’t know what hit you. You’ll just feel your mouth getting filled and your tummy getting touched.

Then the only thing you’ll feel is the pleasure of being forced full by me.

And just keep shoving more and more into you, never satisfied by your current weight.

I want you bigger.

I need you bigger.

And bigger you’ll get until you get so full you need to just lie on the ground and pant like the fat pig you are.

I’ll look on in pride and give you belly rubs, knowing that you’ve gotten so much fatter for me.

And just like that…

I think about stuffing you again.

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I already had an undying obsession with jinx but this us something else 🥵❤️❤️

https://x.com/bitchasta/status/1769746278722707778?s=20

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Look.....

if you're into death feedism like I am and your life goal is to fatten someone until their lard ridden body stops being able to pump their clogged heart to life and the defibrillator doesn't do the trick anymore OR you want to get fatten up by someone until you fall into a permanent food coma while the oxygen gave up on keeping your immobile body alive

Well, you know exactly what your life is going to be and I'm sure you're just as excited as I am

So.....

If you're a feeder : you will need to find the perfect piggy who has absolutely no limits whatsoever and wants to grow as fat as possible no matter what happens

You'll need to do EVERYTHING for your feedee, whether it's scrubbing their beautiful rolls as you give them a sponge bath in the bariatric bed, cooking or ordering absurd amounts of food to be 110% sure your feedee is satisfied and ready for another stuffing in a couple hour and speaking of satisfied, your most important task is to make them satisfied every second of their life, whether it's by feeding them an entire buffet or fucking no matter what, it doesn't matter where you are or with who, if your feedee wants something, it is YOUR responsibility to care of your feedees every needs, especially at the stage where they'll be immobile, unable to do anything than eating and fucking, you'll be their caretaker and they will need you 24/7, but I'm sure it won't be a problem if this is the life you truly want

If you're a feedee : you will need to eat everything in sight, it doesn't matter if you're "too full", you'll need to get that belly of yours so full you won't be able to move your morbidly obese body from the place you decided to park your fat ass on, which is why you and you're feeder need to invest on a mobility scooter, this way you'll be able to move around no matter how stuffed you say you are while your feeder keeps on feeding you, you'll also need to listen to your feeders needs, whether it's when he tells you to eat a couple more plates at the buffet when you're ready to explode or when you can clearly see how horny they are for you and need to fuck your fat body as soon as possible, you better be ready to get your rolls, belly button, fupa or any part of your body to get played with as you get fed even more and then funnel fed while they fuck you senseless and of course, be ready for when your final days of mobility arrives and your feeder ordered your your new bariatric bed with a built in scale to see how long it'll take to get you over a 1000lbs, that is, if your body can handle this much lard of course, but don't worry, you'll always have your feeder to make you feel loved and take care of your every need like the perfect growing piggy you are

To conclude this topic, no matter if you're a feeder or a feedee, there's always going to be goals for you to accomplish to make your life fulfilling, enjoyable and full of love with your partner beside you no matter how far into obesity you want to be

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I want to rest my head on the softness of your belly.

I want to hear your stomach digest all the greasy food you ate.

I want to feel the heat emitting from you.

I want to hear your heavy breathing.

I want to smell the mixture of junk food and sweat from you.

I want to be crushed under your massive body.

I want the bed to creak for each movement you make.

I want you to never feel hungry.

I want to explore all your stretch marks from the faded one to the angriest red one.

I want to have handful of your fat.

I want to kiss those round cheeks and all the chins you have.

I want to feel the plumpness of those hands and sausage fingers.

I want to massage every inches of your body.

I want you to feel cared.

I want you to feel special.

I want you to feel loved.

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I need to get my shit together to be a plus sized goth girl ❤️❤️

Reblog if you’d date a plus sized tgirl 🥰

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Why do I want to get fat?

Because I want to let go and allow myself to have the body I dream of. To be the object of a partner who finds fulfillment in the overindulgence and fattening of others. I love fat bodies and have dreamed of having one of my own for the longest time.

I want to feel my skin stretch as my body grows softer, fatter and larger. The feeling of clothes tightening and stretching, tearing and bursting is an exhilarating reward that lets me know I’m reaching my dream body. To feel rolls rise across my body, pushing outwards against my clothes, forcing me to seek out a larger size.

Food, eating and binging is an activity that makes me happy. Not because of guilt or shame, but because I enjoy it and cherish every bite. Because I love the thrill of a person encouraging me to meet my limits and push myself a little further. The feeling of a bloated belly and seeing how large it’s become in front of my eyes is blissful. Becoming incapacitated and vulnerable is beautifully intimate. To feel loving hands poke and rub my distended stomach, the teasing and marvel, the desire and lust.

To give in to laziness, gluttony and obesity is comfortable, relaxing and peaceful. Slowing down to a waddle due to cumbersome thighs and the momentum of a backside that has it’s own center of gravity. To feel the excessive weight on my frame as struggle to get out of bed and the extended time it will take to wash my overgrown body. Knowing that sitting at the table isn’t as hot as sitting in front of an open fridge and binging like a ravenous pig. Having my body develop rolls where I never thought I’d have them, a fat pad or fupa, arms that sag, ankles that swell and bulbous breasts that should be flat, yet arouse me to no end. I want to feel my belly hang out of tshirts and to force shirts open. To feel my body jiggle as I make any slight movement. So that I can have a fatter face, with thick chin rolls. And to widen and take up more space, with a fat back that has rolls that resemble breasts sagging to the side. Most importantly to have soft, flabby belly, extending in front of me, becoming the largest part of my body. A belly so big, that it forces my thick legs apart when I sit. I want my belly and thighs to be so round, that they bury my parts giving rise to extra care of my own wandering hands and the lustful hunt for of an enamored partner.

Because we only live once and I would rather allow myself to live the life I fantasize about. Bodies are fluid, they shrink and they grow or they stay the same. But for me, I want it to expand, to bloat and grow softer. Because I’ve realised that I’d rather be happy and fulfilled than frustrated and unhappy. As I grow fatter and rounder, I become jolly and sensual. My fantasies and kinks are important to me, I want to live them and to experience them without shame. I need to let myself become a glutton and sought out by an encourager, who would fatten me up and help me set the best worst example for myself. Because I want someone to share my desires with and to experience theirs. I want to be pushed to the point where I can consensually submit and feel myself get fatter as my inhibitions are broken, as I become the obese version of myself I lust for. To double in size, then triple - my thighs being bigger than my torso used to be, my breasts bigger than my head and my backside as wide as a family couch.

Because this is who I am and I WANT to get fatter.

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i mean sure trans women are beautiful thats a fact but you are also aware that even if every single trans woman in existence was ugly wed still be deserving of love and respect right?

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Yeah weight gain is great but i wanna be FATTENED, intentionally stuffed and bloated so tight my belly is solid, then to feel all of that melt into pounds of soft, jiggling fat, all for you.

I don’t want to chose, I want you to take control and make sure I don’t stop eating until you decide i’m done.

Make sure I don’t stop growing until you decide i’m done.

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You wonder what would happen if you let someone have full reign to indulge their feedist desires. You wonder how they'd convince you, influence you, manipulate you to get their way. You wonder how they might secretly and deviously change your mind, convince you to fully let go, and grow into the fattened figure they've always craved.

That's the thing about this kink though. They don't have to be manipulative. They don't have to convince you. This is all about your own unbridled desire. Your own pure hedonism. They don't have to do anything. Your insatiable lust for it all - and hunger for more - would be your own undoing.

After all, what's not to like about this? Imagine having someone who cares about you. Wants you to be happy, pleasured, doted on even. Takes you out for fancy dinners, cooks wonderful meals, indulges you with treats of any and every kind. You are given every pleasure and want for nothing. You are brought to a world where you can simply lie back and enjoy. And it's not like they mind - they like you pampered. Satiated. Happy and satisfied and full. They don't seem to worry about how sedentary and lazy and gluttonous you're becoming. So why should you?

It's everyone's dream. A life of luxury gifted to you by the perfect lover.

And as soon as you realize that, it's already too late.

Because now you crave it. You can't help but want more. After every meal you're aching for the next. Every treat leaves you pining for another. You're no longer eating out of hunger – now you're just eating for the absolute pleasure of it all. And they make you feel oh so very good when you're kept full. You begin to associate food with lust and lust with food. All of it is so very indulgent, so very sensual, that you become practically addicted to this feeling. You can no longer get enough. There will never, ever be enough.

By the time your lean figure is gone, you will no longer care. Every part of you is now a conduit for pure pleasure. And the bigger you grow, the more the pleasure grows too. There is only more softness to squeeze, more curves to be worshipped, more flesh to experience all this ecstasy. You wonder how you could have ever enjoyed the firm skin and toned muscles of your former self. Now you dream of how wonderful your hips would feel if they were even wider, or how enjoyable your butt would feel if it were even fuller, or how delicious it would feel if your belly were even rounder. Going back never crosses your mind. Now, all you want is to be bigger.

You see? It's that easy. They wouldn't make you fat. You would. And you'd be so desperately in love with it, that you'd only want to make yourself even fatter.

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Yeah weight gain is great but i wanna be FATTENED, intentionally stuffed and bloated so tight my belly is solid, then to feel all of that melt into pounds of soft, jiggling fat, all for you.

I don’t want to chose, I want you to take control and make sure I don’t stop eating until you decide i’m done.

Make sure I don’t stop growing until you decide i’m done.

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I’m going to stuff you again tomorrow. It never stops. 🦄

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Make me fat on purpose

For what purpose you might ask, darling? Stuff me, so I can be a better pillow for you to rest your head on as we whisper sweet nothings to each other. Thicken me up, so I can keep you warm at night. Feed me, so my growing belly becomes a testament to your sweet skills. Put weight on me, so I'm a heavy anchor that you can hold onto when the seas of life get rough. Fatten me up, so I'm a teddy bear to comfort you. Make me an ocean of flesh that you can dive into and get lost in when you want an escape. Grow my love handles and other rolls so you have lots to grab onto when we are intimate. Make me bigger so you feel safe and protected in the arms of my wide frame Get me to outgrow my clothes, so you can customize my new wardrobes to your liking. Give me plumper cheeks and a thicker double chin, so people can instantly see that something has changed dramatically in my life -- that I've fallen for you. Soften my body, so I can press it more thoroughly against yours as we embrace. Put a big, hanging belly on me, so that those parts of me that are exclusively yours to behold are well hidden, even from me. Make it so that every time I look down, all I see is this part of me that you have created. Let me be reminded that I'm taken by you, and am yours alone. Do it all on purpose, dear!

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Reblog if you are LGBTQ+ 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ and part of the feedist community… I need to be around more of y’all. 🥺

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Please please I don't want I need this 😈😈😅

i want you so fucking fat i don’t even know where to start with you…

your massive and overflowing belly, looking so heavy and squeezable

your huge cellulite filled thighs and ass, your enormously wide and fat filled hips

your sagging & dropping double chin from what a pig you’ve turned yourself into

your hanging rolls just oozing off your soft thick back

your calves slowly turning into cankle triangles from how how utterly obese you’ve become

your massive flabby wings flapping with every motion you make

your chunky sausage fingers barely being able to grip anything from how greasy you are

your deep and massive lardy side rolls always begging to be fucked and grabbed

just your pure lard on your body is so attractive to me, i want more of you, i want you to be a pile of absolute gluttony and obesity for me, never knowing when you’ll be able to get up next. Never knowing just how many thousands of calories your next feeding will be…. Never knowing your limit, being controlled and told what to do at every bite

You’re turning into such a good piggy for me, I know you’ll get so much bigger all for me, my fat growing hog 🥰🥰🐷🐷

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Feedee asks! ❔🥄

1. Do you have a goal weight?

2. Do you have a weight limit?

3. Where do you jiggle most?

4. Do you have cellulite?

5. Do you have stretch marks?

6. Do you waddle?

7. Do you find it easy to gain weight?

8. What’s sexier, weight or size?

9. Do you enjoy a stuffed belly, or just wish it was fat?

10. Is food sexy or is only fat sexy?

11. Favourite cuisine?

12. Favourite binge food?

13. Do you eat because you love gaining or gain because you love eating?

14. What’s the sexiest food?

15. Do you want to be funnel fed?

16. Into mutual gaining?

17. Do you prefer a skinny feeder or a fat feeder?

18. Would you rather be fatter than your partner or skinnier?

19. Do you like to be on top?

20. Favourite bit of fat for a partner to play with?

21. Into public displays of feedism?

22. What are the sexiest clothes to be fat in?

23. Would you rather be worshipped or teased?

24. Do you enjoy friends and family reacting to your gain?

25. Do you enjoy strangers reacting to your size?

26. Do you want fat friends?

27. Do you wish you were fatter already, or is it all about the gain?

28. Any aspects of gaining that you’re not a fan of?

29. Most underrated fat body part?

30. More food or better food?

31. Sweet or savoury?

32. Soft feeding or forceful feeding?

33. Even gain or disproportionately fat?

34. Fat with muscle or soft and flabby?

35. Active fatty or lazy fatty?

36. Do you want to stay fit or let yourself go?

37. What is something that surprised you about gaining weight?

38. Have you ever broken furniture?

39. Have you ever burst out of your clothes?

40. Have you ever got stuck in a tight spot?

41. Has your gain brought any new struggles?

42. Do you like to be measured?

43. Being tied up while fed?

44. Are you into squashing?

45. Are you into bloating?

46. Do you burp a lot?

47. How messy are you?

48. Do you wish everyone was fat, or would that make it less exciting?

49. If you are what you eat, what have you been eating?

50. Ask anything!