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Jiggling my husband's huge belly in a tight 6 XL shirt, watch me try on his clothes and see how much bigger they fit on me 🤭

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There is soo much ~junk food~ in there.😮‍💨

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Thoughts on my gain??

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I bet you can’t wait… can’t wait until your old clothes don’t even pull up past your thick thighs. Don’t button up when it gets to your protruding gut.

I feels nice doesn’t it? Stuffing your face constantly, waiting to reap the rewards of your hard work by stepping up on that scale and seeing another 30Ibs has been added onto your already fat but small frame.

Waking up with one thing on your mind, eat. You’ve got no self control. You see food and you can’t stop yourself from eating it, stuffing yourself with it. Just such a gluttonous girl.

I’m proud of you yk. You’ve come along way since we met. When you were pretty fit. Still a bit soft but nowhere near as obese as you are now.. you’ve done amazingly well.

Destroying your body for our pleasure and it doesn’t seem like you’re gonna stop anytime soon. You’re always pushing your limits to see how much you can break that scale every month.

You love it when I play with your belly whilst you eat, slowly making my way down to your fat pussy, eating you out whilst you stuff yourself and I know your getting more and more wet and horny with every bite. Knowing what you’re doing is so wrong but yet so fucking right..

Making yourself morbidly obese all because you want to cum.. you want to please yourself. So… you eat and you eat and you eat until every month that number on the scale increases and you get closer and closer to your goals.

Fuck it’s hot right? Well keep it up and carry on bby your doing great so far

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We are getting ready for our date. I hand you the shirt from when we first met, it fits you like a second skin now. The date itself is almost a ritual at this point, we go to the buffet where I first fed you, and have you eat until it's a struggle for you walk or the buttons pop off. So far the buttons have won everytime, maybe today is the day they finally let go.

I can't help but marvel at how huge your gut is getting, feeling my excitement growing as I watch you struggle with the buttons as you try to crane your neck to see over your growing belly.

Suddenly your voice snaps me out of my trance "You know, I think maybe you should wear the clothes you wore on our first date too. Just for fun" I freeze, looking up at you with your playful grin. All I can manage to stammer out is a meek "what do you mean?" I know I have been gaining weight spending so much time with you, but I had been perfectly content living in denial. I was terrified to find out how much I had let myself go.

"Come on, I just think it would be fun." Your eyes gleam mischievously as you speak. I reluctantly get up and pull the clothes from the closet. I put on my top and immediately feel the sleeves digging in to my upper arms, I pull the buttons toward the hole and there's about a half inch gap. I suck in as hard as I can and just barely manage to get it buttoned. I let out my breath and my fat is trying to poke out between every button.

"My my my." You say in mock disapproval. "Someone is getting awfully fat aren't they?". I blush unable to form a response. "I thought I was the piggy here not you!"

"it's only a few pounds" I protest weakly, I can feel arousal building alongside this humiliation.

"It's way more than a few pounds..." You grab my hip and shake the chub beginning to accumulate there ".. and I think it's going to much more too, I've been watching you eat. So distracted by how much I'm eating and growing you don't realize how much your stuffing yourself. Your appetite is getting so greedy you won't be able to stop. Will you fatty?"

Flushed I stare at my feet, but all I see is my fat oozing between my shirt buttons. Why does this turn me on so much, I'm the FEEDER. I'm supposed to be saying this to you, to be the dominant one. You lean down and whisper "Now wiggle your chubby ass into your skirt. The buffet awaits."

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Who likes seeing size differences 🤭 god I’m so big, I wonder how much bigger I can get 😋

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oh nothing just me on my hourly walk to the kitchen. dont u wish i had more to jiggleee?

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moaning/whimpering audio during vibrator time

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It tastes too good.

Just one more bite. Just one more snack. Just one more order of takeout. Just one more stuffing. Just one more day of gluttony.

It feels too good.

Just one more hit of dopamine. Just one more edge. Just one more pound. Just one more orgasm. Just one more joint. Just one more gooning session.

What's one more anyways? It's not like it'd change anything, right? It requires no commitment, just a one-time excuse. You can't go wrong with one more time. You feel the craving, the burning desire to just give in one more time. It'll be the last time, then you'll stop, right? What's the harm? One more

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Gamer girl is getting fat…

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Doing what I call the “600 pound pig project”

I’ve started trying to eat 10k calories a day and will continue for 6 months, I should gain roughly 300 lbs.

This the plan:

Wake up, chug a tub of ice cream, sleep it off, gorge myself on a 3k calorie breakfast, sleep it off, wake up starving for my 3k calorie lunch, sleep till dinner, sit down to 3k calories of fast food, a tub of ice cream and a cake if I’m feeling gluttonous.

I’ve honest to god stretched out my stomach so badly gaining my first 180 lbs that 10k - 12k is achievable. I’m noticing my belly completely covers my pussy, I’m painted with sore angry stretch marks, and my gut is so huge I have to wear maternity clothes. I feel, lethargic, swollen and bloated.

This isn’t a fantasy, this is a genuine project to see how fast a true hog can put on the pounds. I’m serious about fattening myself

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Everyone wants to be a feeder till they need to get me more pants 💋🍒

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Everyone wants to be a feeder till they need to get me more pants 💋🍒

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Truly one of the most beautiful women in the world ❤️❤️❤️

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I saw a post somewhere about ‘feedee firsts’, which got me to thinking - about the opposite.

Feedee Lasts.

Last steps, last unassisted breaths, last time you’re able to reach to get off, last time you’re able to feed yourself, last time your hoist can lift you off the bed…

How many feedee lasts have you ticked off? And what feedee lasts are you hoping to achieve? 😉

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I want to get home from work to see you sprawled out on the sofa, completely full and stuffed, gently rubbing your own belly

So I can come and eat you out and feed you more and more as a treat for being such a good glutton.

I wanna be able to see your pussy get so much wetter the more tight and full that belly gets

Knowing your doing this to yourself, ruining your body, adding countless amount of fat to your once small frame

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I wish I could find a feeder who would want me to be atleast 600 pounds.. maybe even immobile. I want him to make sure I’m constantly stuffed to the brim stretching my belly out as much as it can go. Pushing past the limits everyday. I’d always make sure to finish any food given to me never wasting it. I wanna become someone’s fat cow..