#any umm butch4femme feedees out there? asking for me 👉🏻👈🏻

[plushefemme]

i used to never have feeder thoughts BUT recently i'm really vibing with the notion of being a cute lil femme housewife feeder in my frilly apron who pretends to be completely innocent, "of course i'm not trying to make you fat, honey! i'm just taking good care of you, now finish your dinner so i can bring you dessert" *bats eyelashes*

there's always a fresh batch of cookies or a cake for my partner to snack on, and i pack them huge lunches to take to work. forget going hungry, i make sure they're never not full, with a constantly rotating menu of hearty stews and fresh-baked bread, ribeye steak basted with butter and herbs, chicken wings, pot roasts and mashed potatoes with thick gravy, heavy casseroles and trays of mac 'n cheese from scratch, not to mention bacon, hashbrowns and eggs cooked to order every morning because "breakfast is the most important meal of the day!" plus homemade biscuits lathered in butter and jam, coffee with cream and sugar.

i pout and act all hurt if my partner doesn't clean their plate, so of course they always do, and accept seconds and thirds, and pretty soon they're unbuttoning their pants after every meal and asking me sheepishly if we can go shopping because they need new clothes. and i'm like "of course baby, those pants were looking a little worn out anyway 😇" as if i'm not beside myself with pride and satisfaction and lust, to see all my love and hard work manifested in each pound added onto their softening body