#bhm in bed

[fluffybellyhog99]

Oink oink piggy still laying lazy in bed

[heavysambino]

I could barely get these pants on, I swear it makes my belly look bigger than it is.... Definitely isn't the 4 burgers I just had <3

Here is my cashapp if you wanna support! Again, no pressure <3

$Sambinoo1

[deathfeedee7162]

Hey guys ,art work of me and morphs are more than welcome, i genuinely want somone to fatten me up, dms always open

[wonderingsoftly]

what she sees

i just wanted to write something soft...softly admiring a big, beautiful, fat body, and who better to do this than with theo and charlotte?

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Charlotte watched quietly, contently as Theo’s breathing slowed and his eyelids drooped closed.

She had fed him a hefty dinner from his favorite barbecue place, warm pulled pork smothered in sauce, creamy macaroni and cheese, soft mashed potatoes, and several other sides Charlotte could not recall–having been too enamored with the sight of his feasting–leaving his huge belly bloated even larger than normal.

They were both seated on the couch, Charlotte resting her head on Theo’s large, soft arm. He had started rubbing slow circles on his tight, packed belly–Charlotte had pulled his shirt up to reveal the globe-like majesty of his full stomach, and took over when Theo’s movements inevitably slowed.

It was remarkable, watching him eat and then settle into himself, head propped up by his fat neck and shoulders. He began to drowse to whatever they had put on the television, a pleased smile creeping across his fat face.

His belly hung out and down between his wide legs, pale, fading stretch marks scattered across his skin. Charlotte remembered seeing the stretch marks appear when he started gaining weight and growing so quickly, almost shockingly red. She fondly recalled diligently rubbing lotion all over his expanding belly, hoping to soothe his straining skin.

Years had passed since then, and the stretch marks had settled into his skin like a natural part of the landscape of his belly and thighs. They were almost unnoticeable unless you were looking for them, but Charlotte was intimately familiar with every curve and slope of his big, fat body.

And he was beautiful.

Theo had always been warm and soft, both literally and metaphorically. But as Theo allowed himself to indulge and overstuff himself regularly, and to be overstuffed by Charlotte, he embodied it more and more.

Charlotte chuckled as she remembered how stressed he used to get sometimes, little things bothering him immensely and letting himself spiral–but now he was almost endlessly patient, gentle, and in good spirits.

She rubbed a large, slow circle over his warm, tight flesh. A sleepy, content moan drew Charlotte’s attention to Theo’s face.

Still smiling, eyes closed, as if he was floating aimlessly through the clouds. His short, curly blond hair was a little like a halo, Charlotte thought, and cherubic was her favorite way to describe him.

Her breath caught in her throat as she admired him, her hand still drawing circles on his belly.

Beautiful. Soothing.

A near-indescribable feeling of contentment welled up in Charlotte's chest. It was warm and filling, but she wanted it to inhabit every inch of her insides.

His peaceful smile and radiant warmth made everything feel right in the world. She gently nuzzled her cheek against Theo’s belly, flattening her palm across his soft skin.

Her hand was so small, and he was so big. She couldn't help but press a slow kiss on his belly, enjoying the sensation of his warmth and softness against her lips.

A surprisingly loud gurgle rumbled near Charlotte’s ear and made her giggle. She pressed herself further into Theo’s belly and wrapped her arms around his huge, soft middle as best she could.

He was softer and more pleasant than any stuffed animal she had ever cuddled with, and her heart was full of adoration for the enormous man she loved. She felt safe, loved, and warm in his presence.

As Charlotte got lost in her admiration of her big, fat, husband, she felt a wide, warm hand gently rest on the top of her head.

Butterflies flooded her stomach and lungs as her personal moment of delight had been discovered by the very object of her affections. She looked up at Theo, a serene, angelic smile on his face. His eyes were full of affection, cheeks warm and pink.

Their eyes rested on each other, comfortable and adoring. Charlotte slowly draped herself over Theo’s belly and chest, amused at how far out his stomach protruded to give her a lovely place to recline.

“Everything okay?” Theo asked gently as he softly, lovingly thumbed at her temple.

Charlotte smiled and nodded slowly. “I was just admiring…thinking about how far we've come…” she trailed off, leaning her cheek on his skin again. “I love the way you feel.”

Theo hummed thoughtfully. He slowly traced his finger along Charlotte’s hairline from her forehead to her ear, then brushed his thumb over her flushed cheek.

“I love the way you feel, too. I love seeing you resting on me…” He chuckled pleasantly, the sound delectably warming her from the inside out.

Theo let out a yawn, making Charlotte rise and fall on his big, round belly. She laughed, feeling like she was riding a wave on the ocean.

“You wanna go to bed?” His arm began lazily trailing down her arm, his pudgy, warm fingers giving her bicep a squeeze.

Charlotte was surprised by a yawn of her own eagerly escaping her mouth. She guessed Theo’s soothing warmth and softness was quietly calming her–much like it always did, she had to admit to herself.

She nodded, taking an extra moment to relish Theo’s body against hers before getting to her feet. Theo chuckled, recognizing Charlotte’s thoughts, and gave the top of her head a gentle pat.

Charlotte, now standing, held her hands out to Theo. He smiled, placing his plump hands in hers and gently curled his fingers around them.

Theo let out a sudden moan, making Charlotte think he just remembered how full he was. She bit her lip and gave him an apologetic smile.

A resigned laugh made Theo’s belly bounce, giving Charlotte’s hands a squeeze. “You do good work, little lady,” he mused, letting out a preparatory sigh. A few determined wiggles of his hips, Theo planted his feet firm on the floor and moved to stand.

Charlotte pulled with a grunt, and Theo made it to standing. His belly rolled down, jutting out and hanging low. He flashed Charlotte a knowing look, making her pull her lips into a tight smile to hold back a giggle.

“Come on, big boy,” Charlotte cooed, releasing Theo’s hands to grab handfuls of his belly, soft fat spreading through her fingers.

Theo looked back at her, pleased, as he placed a hand on hers.

Charlotte let out a happy noise, admiring his huge body one more time before leading him to their bedroom, where she would continue to enjoy him.

[blubberwhalebelly]

When the ENBY is FAT 😈

[softcitrus2345]

I love the "woke up fat" trope so much, it's just fun to explore how the character would adjust to their new body and all the new weight, and how they would react to such a drastic and sudden change- >:3 I also love the aspect of others, like their partner or close friends finding out, and how they react to that, maybe even the now chonky person trying to hide it somehow and it all just falls apart all of a sudden, leaving them and the other party completely flustered- Vanessa is very much enjoying this new development....

[merevide]

hiiiii i have returned from the depths of the underworld (self imposed hiatus) (3 week break that felt like 3 years)

[fluffybellyhog99]

Laying down on my bed felling fat and enjoy a unhealthy life as a hog

[thel0v3hashira143]

❝𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐔𝐏!❞

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ eren armin jean reiner n levi ☆ various aot men as dads!!

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ fem!reader (referred to as mom or mommy), black aligned reader but as per usual anyone can read

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ notes: y'all thought i was playin when i said had 2 other pieces huh...well anyways heres my 2nd official revamp entry!! erm i hope u guys like it cause i lost like 3 hours of sleep over this. (its bhm you have to like it or else) stay hot!! 🎀🎀

eren yaeger 🌸

2 words. girl dad.

this man was born to have an army of girls surrounding him at all times (but he's not necessarily complaining in this case)

you two's daughter is a very passionate and outgoing child and eren totally embraces that

he's deeply involved in his child's life, sharing stories about the world and instilling a sense of curiosity (aka giving her bad ideas)

he was an outside and play in the mud kid so he is all for letting her have free range to express/play how she wants

and he's a sucker for your little girl so he usually gets roped into her shenanigans

when you come home and the house is quiet you know those two are up to something nefarious 😭😭

"eren, why the hell does my kitchen look a hot ass mess?"

"she wanted to make a cake, babe!"

i can see your daughter playing sports (soccer specifically) and he is 1000 the dad that yells at the ref.

"did you see that [name]!? that brat just pushed her over l, why didn't that bastard call it!?"

will get down and dirty for his girls. no matter what

emphasizes the importance of freedom, encouraging your to pursue her dreams no matter what.

actually the most supportive ever??

your daughter wants to play 10 different sports? he's buying all the equipment no matter the cost. she wants to be the next picasso? he'll buy her brand new art supplies and be her model.

just hes so just....*sigh*

armin arlert 🌸

my man, loml, my day 1, my soul mate my everything (he was my first anime crush i will be projecting on this one argue wit ur mama)

he is definitely a gentle parent to your little boy who's just a shy little dude

armin knows what it feels like to be that shy and quiet kid so he's very patient and understanding

him and your son are practically carbon copies of eachother minus his curly hair (which he got from you) but you think its adorable

speaking of hair HE TOTALLY LEARNS TO BRAID/DO TWIST

he knew taking care of your son's hair was going to require extra effort because of his texture but he doesnt care and learns anyway (sob sob)

him and your son are attached at the hip and wherever one goes you typically find the other.

they spend many quiet moments together and obviously armin reads him multiple stories before bed.

i can totally see y'alls son being an artist/artistically gifted

you can find him and armin sprawled out on the floor with paper and various art supplies as armin nods along to the nonsense coming out of your son's mouth

"mhmm, oh i see! i think that color looks great there too."

meanwhile you're in the corner just sobbing and dying of cuteness in your house

much like eren he teaches his son the values of curiosity and freedom, even if his son is a little more reserved

he wouldn't ever force him into doing anything he doesn't want to, but encourages him in the small things

i also fantasize about living by a beach with armin so ik he takes y'all to the beach at least 3 times a month.

every single time he goes he carries his son on his hip as the explore the beach in search of shells and other treasures to take home.

"you like this one buddy? why don't we give it to mommy as a nice present, yeah?"

i can't write too long or imma short circuit but i will be expanding on this because i love armin so much

he's so neat :]

jean kirstein 🌸

jean, as a dad, is like a mix of cornyness and seriousness

on the one hand i can totally see him making the stupidest dad jokes while you and your daughter are just like 🧍🏽‍♀️🧍🏽‍♀️

like the irl personification of "im not a regular mom, i'm a cool mom"

but on the other hand he's just like my dad where he can turn anything into a life lesson and you have to sit while he scolds your daughter for at least 30 minutes

it's all out of love tho

he thrives in a lighthearted atmosphere at home and spending time together is a huge thing for him

he is a bbq/camping dad and no i will not take criticism on this

jean takes pride in teaching life skills, from fixing things around the house to imparting practical wisdom (even though it isn't always wanted 💀)

your daughter will likely be well-prepared for the challenges of the world. he likes to think he's the reason she has a good head on her shoulders.

speaking of which, your daughter is very much sassy...(jean swears she gets if from you but we know the truth)

shes the first one to have something smart to say and its gotten her in trouble quite a few times with jean...but theyre besties.

balances tough love with genuine affection, cause he definitely mellowed out as he got older but knows when to put his foot down (unlike eren. what who said that??)

your daughter knows she can always count on him. ♡

reiner braun 🌸

AURGGYGHH I LOVE THIS MAN

anyways as soon as your son was born he only knew one word.

panic.

specifically timeskip!reiner. i can only imagine him as a worrier and a helicopter parent up until your son is like 6-7.

"rei, if you don't let that boy go play with the other kids!" "[name], i read that a slide has 82 times more germs than a kitchen sink. i won't let him be exposed to that."

it's just like *sigh* but thanks to you he eventually mellows out.

y'alls son is a really kind boy. like stupidly nice. damn near a pushover. (but we love him)

while you're ready to fight the other parents (or kids) who hurt your baby, reiner is actually more gentle in his approach

he's clearly a big strong guy but he's very gentle in his approach when it comes to seeing his son cry or just in general

reiner, as a dad, is the protector. he's vigilant and caring, instilling a strong sense of security in your home

your son feels safe knowing reiner is there to shield him from any harm.

seeing talk all soft to y'alls son makes you go sksmwkwmwka he's so man...

"hey, me and mom love you very much. you got that bud?"

balances strength with gentleness. offering a listening ear and encouraging open communication.

he wants his son to know he'll always be there for him since he never really had a father growing up

safe to say your son grows up feeling understood and supported by both parents ♡

levi ackerman 🌸

for sure the strictest dad on this list.

from the moment your daughter was born he had her on a schedule that was planned meticulously.

like hour by hour he knows what's going on and you're just there like🧍🏽‍♀️

"i read a consistent schedule helps with her brain development." "...."

as she gets older he calms down a little. but like only the smallest little bit.

however! levi, although strict, is a fiercely devoted dad

this just came to me but he's the dad where if you our your daughter syas you like a snack one time he'll buy a lifetime supply until you tell him otherwise

despite his stoic exterior, Levi has a soft spot for his child's well-being and takes pride in their achievements, no matter how small

your daughter is a dancer. fight me.

even if you can't make it, you see him in the audience at every recital with a soft smile.

"you did great. yes, i recorded all of it for mom to see too."

ngl he is very rule oriented but 9/10 he bends begrudgingly for your daughter (she looks like you, so he can never say no.)

he values discipline and order but also knows the importance of showing love and appreciation.

like reiner he didn't grow up with the best father figure (if one at all) or anyone to really give him confidence growing up.

your daughter never doubts that daddy loves her and thinks she's the best ♡

he also is so skilled at doing hair?? probably better than armin.

ponytail, bun, twist, braids, you name it, he can do it. (has put you shame on multiple occasions)

teaches self-reliance and responsibility, ensuring his child is well-prepared for life's challenges.

expects excellence but also provides unwavering support

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ 2nd piece done!! why was i fighting for my life during jean and reiner's....but i actually really wanna expand on dad!armin and dad!levi so maybe i'll give all the kids names sometime in the future. i tried to finish this is my ap chem class and my teacher almost took my phone 💀💀 but expect more soon cause i am on a roll! 🏃🏽‍♀️💨

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐲 ♡

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𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚!

𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙡0𝙫3𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙖143 2024

[zewik7]

Whats your fat story? like waht made you want to get so big and fat?

Okay buckle up because it’s REALLY effed up as a story.

BE WARNED!! THIS IS A REALLY LONG POST!!

I was JUST 4 years old when, in the solitude of my little bedroom, i played pretend within myself in my toddler crib: i was a little piggy and was destined to be fattened up.

Flash forward: i was 7, i was playing pretend still with that setting, and weighed myself before drinking as much water i could, and weighing myself after that too. I enjoyed seeing the little numbers on the scale go up so fast.

Flash forward: it was early 2000 years, i was 10 and a bit chubby, and the social fashion and new norm was being thin, too thin, so thin you could see ribs. I was regularly called fat, lardass, fatass, even tho i was of normal corporature. I was always angry about this, i didn’t felt fat!

Flash forward: i was 12 and EVERYONE called me fat because i developed early and already had big tits. The rest of my body was thin, i could feel the inter-ribs space with my fingers, but for the culture fo the time i was FAT. I started doing A LOT of sports, like swimming half week and karate the other half week, and that made me bulky, not thin at all. Fat-related bullying intensified at the point that at 13 years old i requested to my mother if i could go to a nutritionist for becoming thinner. She complied, but i got so stressed from the bullying, too much sport and trying on the top of this to be the best in my class, that i actually gained weight… the “wrong” kind of weight. The FAT weight.

I was 14 when i put my fingers on the minimal curve of my belly, the littlest pouch of fat i had when i was like 7 and never again, and pushed and squeezed it. And i loved it. I searched on google, in my mother tongue (italian): “what does it means if i like being fat?”. And it found a single 100ish people forum on BHM and BBW in italian, and i spent a week reading it, watching the SFW photos, i even requested access by registration to the forum.

And THERE. THERE i asked the fundamental question: “everyone i know wants to be thin… but i like being fat. I’d like to be fatter, even. I am wrong? Am i a bad person for feeling like this?”.

And response, gentle and welcoming and kind, was immediately: “no, you’re not a bad person for wanting to decide for your own body in your own way. You’re little for now, but one day you’ll get to choose for yourself what to do about it”.

But i was 14. And any 14yo ever existed believes they know everything in the world.

So i started using my allowance. Normally i’d store it in a box under my bed until i really wanted something (at the time i already spent like 200€ for an ipod touch, but i still had a decent sum remaining), but now i planned and invested my money in my fattening.

I started buying food on the way from home to school and returning, every place selling food knew me by name for the end of the school year. And i packed kgs like my body was so thirsty for them!!

In just two years (2!!) i went from 14 yo per 55 kg (155 cm height) to 16 yo per 115 kg (160 cm height).

I bumped into things with my body because i wasn’t used to being so large! And i was so effing soft!!! I loved it!!!

It was… interesting, from an external point of view, for sure.

My parents couldn’t wrap their minds around HOW i doubled in weight in just two years, for example.

And of course they had to stop me.

They stopped giving me allowance, reprised making me do sports (this time, swimming and modern dance), put me on a strict diet… but I LONGED for that freedom, that big quantities of food and sugary carbonated drinks, even the fatigue and short breath from running briefly… but more than anything… i hated i was losing my physical softness.

In other two years, from 16 to 18, i went from 115 kg to 75 kg.

Then my mother died and she left me some money, so i could go away from home (never loved that other parent too much) in 2015 and start my TRUE gaining.

Since then, I gained more than 125 kg (280 lbs).

[thecurveygoddess]

What Type Of Feeder Am I?

I'll take you out to dinner and tell you to order whatever your hungry heart desires. Two appetizers and two entrees? Do it babe. Make sure you leave room for dessert!

I'll give you tiny kisses and tell you how good you are doing for me as I watch you put away enough food for a family of 4

If you still look hungry, I'll order you 1 or 2 more desserts

I'll help as you struggle (unsuccessfully) to pull down your shirt to cover that soft hanging flab of belly that always pops out after you've gorged yourself on a big meal

I'll help you carry your heavy belly as you waddle to the car

I'll pull up your shirt and give you gentle belly rubs as we stop at your favourite fast food drive thru for your after dinner meal which you will devour in the car

Once we get home, I'll take off all your clothes for you- I love to see all of our hard work on your stretchmark riddled body

I'll sit you down and straddle your lap, giving you kisses to distract you from the fact that I am binding your hands and tying you down to the chair

I'll tell you to open wide as I shove a funnel in your mouth, full of a pint of your favourite ice cream or weight gain shake and watch you swallow it all down

I'll slap and tease your swollen, ballooning, overfed gut as it swells and swells with more cream and calories

If you make a mess, I'll wipe the liquid from your chubby cheeks, double chin and whatever other rolls need cleaning

As I loosen the binds, I'll praise you for being an absolute greedy, overstuffed glutton for me, pushing your limits and making yourself grow for my pleasure

I'll roll you into bed as I whisper in your ear how much fatter and rounder and heavier you are going to be when you wake up

I'll put my arms around you (as much as they can reach) and remind you that you've gained 100 pounds since you met me and I expect you to gain at least 200 more

I'll ask you if you want to reward your feeder for treating you so well as I climb on top of you and spread my plush thighs around your head

When you've worn me out, I'll tell you all my plans to keep you growing for me as you fall into a deep, happy sleep

Some happy little musings about a perfect evening with an eager feedee 😇

#feeder #fa #femalefeeder #feedism #bhm #belly #feedee

[pretty-weird-ideas]

Why did Black, Jewish, Asian, and disabled people literally get hit in the face this week in this fandom? ARE WE GOOD????

We went from slurs against disabled people to "Affirmative action is the only real discrimination" to "discrimination against Jewish people is antiwhiteness so I'm right!" and then I turned around and found out that a bunch of blogs are defending this. If you were affected by this you may be in need of financial compensation.

I'm gonna get in bed and hope that by tomorrow racists sort themselves out because we are on day 13 of BHM and a day before Valentine's.

Also, keep the names of a bunch of racial and ethnic minorities out of your mouth if you feel inclined to say things like this. Like genuinely, the need for a bunch of ethnic minorities to catch a stray bullet so that a racist who believes that Black people are oppressive can prove antiwhiteness is systemic is sick.

[blown-up91]

Chris' Healing (Part 1)

(This is a story of a man fattened up unwittingly by his feeder girlfriend. It contains stuffing, humiliation, and a bit of physical description of a BHM. This is the first part of a multi-part story!) It  was 10 months since Chris’ injury, and he had became a whale of a man. He had always been a big guy, but his work had always kept him active, after a workplace accident he was left on the mend, and at the mercy of his doting partner. They had been dating for a few months prior to his injury, but the moment he got hurt she pounced. She did everything for him, feed him, clean his house, he never had to lift a finger. Every morning, huge breakfasts and a ‘nutritional shake’ while leaving him with enough snacks you’d think there was a house party going on, before swinging by after work and making sure he had a feast for dinner. He never complained, honestly for the first time in his life, it was a chance for him to take a break from always pushing for more. His workers comp claim was handsome, he was probably making more injured than he was working, and with all the help she was providing him, he opened his accounts to her. She had practically moved in, sleeping over every night, feeding him, massaging his body from neck to toe. He never noticed how she focused on his belly, it just seemed to hurt a lot, and she knew what to do to make him feel better.  At first he was a bit resistant, wanting to help out and maintain a bit of decorum, but the combination of having her around him constantly and the literal stream of food entering him, he became more and more gluttonous. He would burp in front of her and she would encourage him “that’s good babe! You should do what makes you comfortable.” Or “it just means you’re digesting” she said with a knead of his belly. As his gut grew it would stick out more and more, the shirt would ride up so high he would forget he’s even wearing one sometimes, being too focused on eating and relaxing to realize what was happening. There was no time inappropriate for eating, in bed, in the bathroom, even in and out of the showers he would take, there was always food, she made sure of it.

                Finally, the day came, Chris felt had been pushing to get back to work, and today was the day he was going to put his foot down with her. He was sitting at home, waiting for her to come home from work with more food. She entered the front door and called out ‘Hey Babe, I’m home’ he responded with a mouth full of chips “In here” she came in to see him sitting on the couch in all his glory. His giant, globular belly forcing his sweatshorts down, they had no drawstring, frankly they were so tight on his waist it’s a surprise they could stay on. His work of the day was obvious all around him, several bags of chips, a bucket of fried chicken he ordered off doordash, three different soda cups sitting next to him, a tub of ice cream sitting on it’s side, and that was just the few hours she was gone. He shuffled in the chair, sitting himself up a bit from the position he had sunk into the couch during his gluttony. “so… honey. I have my back to work physical scheduled for tomorrow” She fluttered her eyes at him “oh, really…” she let out a sigh “you think you’re ready?” He stifled a belch before replying “well… yeah I think I can swing it” (I had to cut the post down a bit since it wouldn't let me post it.)

[fluffybellyhog99]

Laying in bed after a good day of eating and drinking as unhealthy as any possible making me feel amazing

[shawtythatluvsurgut]

do you have any feedress fantasies? also favorite bhm/bbw?

I love your blog ! 💕

Thank you for the love :3 And yes, I do definitely have fantasies. Like taking a feedee out to eat and squeezing them into a booth only for them to struggle to get out when it’s time to go and they realize they’re stuck. Or stuffing a feedee so full they struggle to sit up, but they’re trying. Just writhing around on the bed or in a chair and trying to sit up past their distended, full gut but they just can’t. I have so many. Someone asked about them in a separate post, so I’ll go more into detail there when I get around to answering more asks.

Favorite bhms: @spikebhm @jabathegut @feedjeezy and Robert Frankton on YT/Patreon (and my feedee ofc because he’s already blown past 220 😳 and he’s only 5’9)

Favorite bbws: @satanthiic @couchqueenie @lesbian-gainer LaylaBBW, Carmen Lafox, reiinapop, I could go on forever cuz I reallllllly love fat girls and I am in love with these women

[pumpkinsy0]

I REMEMBERED WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY EARLIER

i was saying that bc its BHM pony is currently feeding curly grapes while lying in bed 💀💀