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That boot is pressed soooo deep in there and there’s still a foot of belly left

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He knows exactly what Gabby likes. what she wants. She won't stop, will feed him further and further, to his limit and a little further. oh sweet Gabby. so delicate and small and yet so demanding and kinky 🍰🧁🎂🥮

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Well someone’s lit up my desires again after a period of trying to be sensible..I knew it’d only take a little push! I haven’t even met her yet..

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Feeding dreams

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But, how did he get so fat?✨

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Craving someone soft and comfy

- “Baby have you eaten today? Let me order us some pizza or make you some soup!”

- “Aweee honey you look so cute eating!”

- “Don’t worry darling, I’ll rub your tummy to help you feel better.”

- “I know you just finished dinner but I made some cookies for you to eat while you play your games tonight :)”

- “Honey come here I need to cuddle my big teddy bear <3”

- “You’re getting so big baby!”

- “I know your feeling full, but I have some desert for you if you’d like!”

- “I brought some snacks for the road incase you get hungry!”

- “you look practically starved! Can I get you something to munch on?”

-“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you tonight.”

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Reblog this if I can ask you a whole bunch of inappropriate questions.

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With a little relief and a little shame, been signed off sick from work and prescribed Valium..so have time to laze around and relax which after five years hard work in mental health is so needed! Just saying, in case a feeder feels like taking advantage of my lazy time 😂🍀

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“I shouldn’t eat another plate. I’m starting to gain some weight” You tell me, even though you are practically drooling at the sight of food.

Your weight gain is undeniable, your clothes have been fitting less and walking upstairs has become a chore. You spend most of your days at home playing games and snacking on stuff, all it takes is for me to leave them out and refill your drinks when you’re running low because you are so absorbed playing games you don’t notice you are on your third bag of chips.

“Oh, really? I could barely tell,” I act surprised , as if I’m not the cause. “Food tastes best when still warm though, are you sure you don’t want more?” at this point I can tell you are fighting against your own desires. To make matters worse I’m already holding up the spoon to your mouth, sitting down on your lap and leaving kisses around your shoulders.

“Well maybe one more day of indulging won’t hurt…” At this point I can’t help but smile, once again I have made you do exactly what I wanted. I push the food in your mouth and hear you moan under your breath, groaning at how painfully stuffed your belly is.

“Let me help you” I tell you with a smile, rubbing your overstuffed gut as I keep feeding you plate after plate, you don’t even notice you finished the entire thing before falling into a food coma.

But it never stops after one day of indulging. Before you know it three servings has become your regular portion. Asking me to feed you more even though you’re painfully full happens almost daily and you get whiny when your snacks don’t refill themselves. Sweatpants have fully replaced your regular ones and you never bring up holding yourself back anymore.

At this point your weight has become undeniable, I pinch your growing sides while you are laying on the couch one day and you unconsciously moan. “Baby you seem to be getting fat, what happened to you?” I smile at you innocently, while feeding you more sweets… “Look at how much you’ve been eating, you will only keep getting bigger if you keep going like this.” I rub the underside of your belly hang, and try lifting it up, which makes you aware of how much weight you have actually put on

This would make anyone reconsider their own gains, but it has the opposite effect on you, you get more aroused than you thought possible. You start craving it, you want to get bigger, gluttony just feels undeniably good. “More… Please feed me more” You moan, almost beg. And who am I to say no? I’m the reason you are like this after all.

Don’t worry baby, I won’t let you go hungry. Open up for me💕

By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be able to get up anymore ~