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obesogen · 2 days
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The Back Room
contains: voyeurism in a public setting, degradation/humiliation (of the FA, not the fattie) fluids, Feeder/feedee, gender unspecified, 2nd person/reader insert if ya want
You are just an innocent bystander. This is not your fault.
It's Friday. You're out to dinner with a good friend at the fancy all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet in town.
Your buddy just put in their two weeks notice and you two you are celebrating in indulgent fashion. The plan is well underway when you can't help but notice a couple walk into the restaurant.
Well, one of them walks in. The other waddles.
The skinnier of them is about 5’8” or so. They appear somewhat haggard but strong, a works-with-their-hands type. Their companion is easily twice their weight and significantly shorter, a fluffy, soft marshmallow. They are wearing bike shorts that are catastrophically too tight, causing a hill of insistent chub to crest the waistband. The fabric of their shorts has been stretched so far as to become translucent. Silky arm fat bursts out of the strained crease of their crop top's armpit and side boob is dripping out of the bottom of it. Chunky calves threaten to envelop their proportionately delicate ankles and feet.
These two have to be a Feeder and feedee, they just have to be. You silently pray that they are because you're not at all sure you can stop trying to get a look, even if they're not.
The Feeder greets the beaming Host warmly and it is immediately clear that all three know each other well. The two of them must be regulars. You watch with mounting arousal as the Host and Feeder carefully lead the slow-moving feedee along the path of least resistance through the dining room. It takes a quick eternity for them to cross it gracelessly, through the tittering and disdain of fellow diners, unconcerned.
All the while, you're trying hard not to obviously, hungrily devour the stolen glimpses of swaying soft you catch out of the side of your eye while badly pretending to be listening to your friend. You're appalled by how sweaty and riled you are, how fast you were gripped with monstrous lust, all hunched and tense over half finished crab legs (or whatever you would eat. I would be eating crab legs). They disappear into the back room, usually reserved for parties.
You are by now having serious trouble hiding your predicament. You haven't even been pretending to pay attention for the last minute.
"Hello?! Anyone home?" your friend snaps their fingers in your face.
You laugh a little too quickly and make appropriate eye contact with them, flushed. You apologize sheepishly. You just got caught… off guard, you say. Momentarily. Sorry. "I bet, you fucking perv" they laugh at you pityingly, but not entirely unkindly. They know you have a type and that type is legendary. They know it's just so difficult for you to be painfully hard under the table pretending not to watch an enormous person struggle to walk 150 feet across an all-you-can-eat buffet. A horny mess like you can’t really be expected to listen to them talk about whatever shit Danielle in Accounting did last week. You couldn’t possibly stop imagining that stranger’s upper arm in your teeth for 20 seconds and let them finish a thought. You have never been able to be an appropriate amount of horny, how could they expect anything else from you. You eat your food in shameful, steaming silence.
Though the feedee remains behind closed doors out of your sight, you see their Feeder get up to start fixing plate (s) for them. By the time they return to the back room they're carrying 4 plates, balancing them expertly in fine dining style. The plates are laden with various treats which you definitely were not watching them lovingly select.
One plate is all fried: crispy egg rolls, spring rolls, crab rangoon, chicken wings, juicy fried pork and chive dumplings, scallion pancakes, the works. Various sauces.
The second plate is heaped with sticky sweet bbq ribs, sweet and sour chicken, a mountain of white rice, and a landslide of mixed veggies with a ton of extra baby corn and snow peas. Their feedee clearly has good taste.
Still another plate is all seafood: the aforementioned buttery snow crab legs, shrimp, steaming mussels, spiny little rock lobsters, clams… more shrimp, but tempura this time.
The last one isn't really a plate, its a bowl. The bowl is filled with vanilla soft serve (of course) and fresh fruit. Just for good measure, there's also two shiny, glazed roast pork buns balanced precariously on top. You bet a little bit of vanilla ice cream getting on a sweet, doughy pork bun is good as hell. No, you can’t be horny and hungry. You are already full and still have food. You are considering trying it though. Not to try to get a look, of course not, but just to get some dessert.
While you are deliberating and “talking” to your friend, you spy a busboy running towards the back room holding an extra-wide, high weight capacity folding chair. It's clear that this hefty cutie isn't their most comfortable on even the armless chairs that are as used to accommodating heavy people as any chair at a buffet should be. They still need something wider.
You’re dying in here. You need to wash your face and think of the least sexy things you can imagine: hairless plastic abs, taxes, etc. You excuse yourself to use the restroom and ask your friend if they want anything from the buffet on your way back.
“I want you to make sure you wash your filthy hands when you’re done, you useless degenerate” they snap. “C’mon, man, Jesus Christ—” you look around as you get up to see if anyone heard your friend, who has since lost all patience and good humor towards you and your inability to get it together.
You get up from the table and it’s as bad as you feared. You’re so aroused, not to mention full of crab legs, and just need to cool down long enough to make it home. Or at least to the car after you drop your friend off.
Your underwear is tight and rubbing your poor swollen dick. You’re so overstimulated that each step towards the bathroom is somewhat labored. Thankfully, labored movements toward the bathroom are not uncommon here so you fly under the radar for the most part.
You almost reach the bathroom door when out of the corner of your eye you realize that you suddenly can see them through the glass doors of the back room as you pass.
The Feeder is indeed lovingly in the midst of hand-feeding the feedee an egg roll dripping with sweet duck sauce. They have one hand under their feedee’s belly, which is pulled out of their shorts, nude and sumptuous under the long banquet table. It hangs heavy between their knees when fully unfurled with two massive lobes comprising the bottom of the apron and a pronounced dip in the center; 3 shaped.
You accidentally make eye contact with the feedee briefly, as you turn to enter the bathroom, sweaty and collapsing from fevered arousal. They just slowly lick their lips, staring into your very being, hungrily, menacing, devouring you with their eyes, daring you to keep looking.
You almost make its to the stall, but unfortunately for you,
You bust in your underwear, untouched, and now facing the long walk back to the table, wetly covered in yourself.
Worth it.
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bellyfairy · 4 months
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Let me be your bed bound princess
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biggothbelly · 6 months
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My belly looked like it was ready to blow here 💥
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smudje-blog · 3 months
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tianastummyy · 5 months
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still adding up 🤭🤭nonstop
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xjust-thatguy · 4 months
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I just want to make someone so fat they struggle and fail to touch themselves because that big problem of fat is just too heavy and cumbersome to reach around
Watch them pitifully beg and whimper and get out of breath humping for any sort of release until I decide to take care of it for them
Definitely need that
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famousheartphantom · 4 months
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Missconception
you seem to think that my personal objective is to fatten you up. To enjoy seeing you gaining weight as fast as possible by my hand.
And although that helds some true, it isnt really the process im trying to do.
You see, im not trying to fatten you up. Im trying to make YOU fatten yourself up.
Im just enabling you, im giving you the tools. Im giving everything you need to become an increasingly unhealthy blob of lard. And you fall for it every single time.
I buy extra food? You eat it
I bring snacks? You devour them
I take care of the house? You dont move from the couch
I bring you bigger clothes? You grow to fill them up.
The one burying that body of yours in fat is not me. Its you. It has always been you.
My true objective was to see your path to absolute decadence. To see you becoming a lazy, weak, unhealthy blob all by your own hand.
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thatguywhofedme · 2 months
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💕🐷 Goal sets for greedy piggies like you 🐷💕
- Have trouble looking down because of your double chin
- Have an ass so fat you need at the very least two chairs to support you when stuffing yourself
- Have a belly so big it makes it impossible to see the scale no matter what you try to do
- Speaking of which, make your bariatric scale say "error" to celebrate all the new lard engulfing your body
- Have a mobility scooter or a bariatric wheelchair to save the calories you would have lost while waddling around
- Condition yourself to oink when you need more food or fucks
- Suck down on at least 2 sticks of butter per day, it can only do wonders for you
Those are only a small number of goals to set yourself as a growing piggy, don't be shy to add more in the comments, every feedee needs inspiration to push themselves to their limit 😉
Let's normalize 600lbs and show everyone how it's done you magnificent piggies 😘
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heavyhand61 · 7 months
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Get in piggy your new immobile life starts now, you were never meant to leave your bed and now you don't have to ... ever, your going to get so fucking fat
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bellyfairy · 3 months
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I love the look of pure greed and contentment on your face. Like you deserve more and more. Watching you grow is an absolute pleasure.
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I feel this so much lately. All I do is think about food. Even when I'm eating
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biggothbelly · 4 months
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No neck✅ huge gut✅ 🐖
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adiproseprose · 5 months
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Don't get me wrong, being crushed by your feedee is great, but have you ever made a larder so weak that if they ever try to stand up without your help, they just *plop* back down to wherever their sitting like the blobs they are? Too heavy to get up without building momentum, watching their bellies swing and right when it grazes the floor, the slightest push to their wobbly chest sends them crashing backwards, cellulite dimpled ass spreading out beneath them? Pinning them to the bed with nothing but your grip around their swollen wrist and the weight of their belly pressing against the muscles in their back?
Pretty soon gravity will take over the job of keeping them pinned to one spot anyways.
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iowahog · 1 month
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Everyday this belly drops lower and lower 🐷
I literally cannot wait till it drags the floor as I sit and stuff myself. I cannot wait till it pins me to the bed and I’m no longer able to sit up, walk, let alone barely breathe. Get the oxygen tanks ready and cart in the calories. Hog wants to be huge no matter the costs and I want you there for it all. Through your hands and into my belly we will grow me into a gluttonous work of art. 🐷
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feedernurse · 17 days
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Imagine, if you will, a nice feedee cow at home during the day. I work 12 hour shifts as a nurse so to keep her entertained, I door dash her as much food as I want. And by the time I come home and she hasn't finished it all, I'm going to force feed her the rest and then some more as a punishment. I don't want her to be able to move after. I barely want her to have room to breath. Then and only then when she's too helpless to do anything or stop me, I'm gonna lift up her monstrous gut and eat her out and fuck her till she finishes. Then I'm gonna let her sleep it off only to repeat the process tomorrow. I want her huge fast asap
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