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Just a friendly reminder that "gordo" in Spanish translates to "fat" in English. 🥰🧸👨🚀🚀🌖 Which means that Gordo's weight gain was totally fat(e).
#for all mankind#gordo stevens#michael dorman#fam#weight gain#chubby love#chubby teddy bear astronaut boy#teddy bear gordo stevens#chubby gordo stevens#chub appreciation
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gonna be real guys. my least favorite part of the gaining process is that i miss my leftovers 🥲
every time i sit down to eat, i eat all of it. i don't leave anything behind. it doesn't matter how much i order, i'll just keep going until it's all gone. trust me, i've tried to order enough to save some for later, but i just can't stop myself 😭 leftovers used to be my favorite midnight snack, but now i need so much more to be able to feed myself that late too
#uhitsum#asexual gainer#ace gainer#gaining fat#gaining weight on purpose#gay gainer#teen gainer#gaining kink#belly gainer#chubby boy#bloated gut#getting bigger#gaining#belly k!nk#belly appreciation#boy belly#full belly#cute belly#fat belly#chub kink#chubby#soft feedism#fatty
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fat mermaids save me
save me fat mermaids
#its amazing how much better your mermaids look with weirdly shaped fishtails#when you let them have fun shaped human halves instead of sticking skinny bitches on blubbery chub fish#skinny bitch fish have their place#but a sunfish aint one#shire screams#this is in a way that appreciates and likes fat bodies and is not about fetishizing them#i am also a fat mermaid
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Romeo's very slow and gradual interest in chubby bodies begins with that Taiga gains a few pounds while on probation since he can't run around after anomalies like normal and instead he sits around and eats and gambles and then goes back to his room
And he's still strong and muscular but he's also getting quite soft and since they're in probation they're starting to be a little close again so he keeps noticing that Taiga's a little. Squishier. And he tells him but Taiga doesn't give a shit he's still hungry actually and still can't go on missions so he isn't getting as much exercise hunting anomalies on campus(and going to the gym is boring working out is boring--)
And Romeo likes Taiga you see. So even if Taiga is a little out if his usual shape he likes Taiga and he starts to like that because it's part of Taiga. Also since he can hug Taiga again it's kind of nice to hug him when he's a little softer than normal.
And yeah Taiga's gonna go back to running around on missions like a wild animal when their probation is lifted and he'll lose the weight again but also consider Romeo's eyes a little opened. Let him reconsider a little bit that perhaps the body isn't the problem but the way the clothes fit that body. Then he can start to see things a little differently.
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It's gonna be really funny if this gets like 40 billion notes cuz I made the blonde white boy fat this time LMAO /lh
#it's somewhat ok cuz CJ is my dearly beloved#chubby guy#weight gain#chub art#noodle art#soft feedism#had to add that lil lightheatered tag so people don't think I'm actually pissed rn#but also I see yall. y'all aint slick xD#It's just 10000000000x worse on Twitter which is why I simply do not get on Twitter anymore <3#but also. Appreciate feedists of color or die by my sword :)
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btw, I love Oda for all the big boobs. female boobs. male boobs. boob paradise boobily breasting everywhere.
he's a man of culture and size kink, and I'm here to eat well at his table.
#yeah some body diversity would be cool and very appreciated but I really don't intend to complain on the big chests#and tbf Oda's highly stylised artstyle never bothered me that much#the constant usage of the same few body types: yes#but not each type itself#I know irl almost all those breasted ladies would need serious chub to keep the proportions and this thought makes me v happy :))#bas mumbles
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big thank you to @bongwaterfrank for making this initial post for chubby frank appreciation <3
i’ve seen some folks making their own versions of this post and including frimages where he is not bigger and is in fact still a skinny little twink, so maybe we don’t do that :) when we’re talking about appreciating him when he gained weight :)
anyway! here’s my chubby frank appreciation post and some photos that i love where frank looks soft and squeezable and oh so bitable :)
enjoy! <3
#ive seen too many inclusions of photos from the knitting factory and i’m SICK OF IT#yes i agree knitting factory is so so good but also if you’re considering that as chubby or fat frank! it says something!#cause he’s still skinny in that!#like!!! hey!!! if you think anything other than super skinny twink is fat!!! just say that!!!!#say you don’t actually like when he was fatter!!!!#if you’re gonna make chub appreciation frank posts maybe pick pictures where hes actually bigger and just as bitable#like there is so much more to use as a chew toy#anyway maddy ily thanks for making the initial#mWAH <3#frank iero#mcr#my chemical romance
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I thought people gained weight when they stopped paying attention.
But i have fun on a small family vacation and actually eat less :(
Guess i gotta practice being the fatty i am in my heart
#get me fatter#mtf feedee#trans feedist#gaining weight on purpose#feedee encouragement#feedee girl#queer feedee#queer feedism#trans feedee#fatty#fat appreciation#fat k!nk#chub kink#feederism kink#weight gain kink#female feedee#feedee feeder
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Can't wait until this is big enough to rest in my lap ☺️
#male feedee#make me fatter#muscle chub#fit to fat#emo belly#soft feedism#getting fat on purpose#soft belly#feeder wanted#feed me fatter#Feedee encouragement is appreciated
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I love him skinny. I love him chubby.
I. Just. Love. Him. 😍💙😊
(But lbr I do prefer a cuddly chubby teddy bear 🐻)
#for all mankind#gordo stevens#michael dorman#50 ways of saying fabulous#my chubby teddy bear astronaut boy#chubby gordo stevens#i love him always#but i do prefer a cuddly teddy bear#chub appreciation
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decided to try on one of my shirts from 2 years ago as a special treat 🤭 i don't have many comparison pics, but DAMN, did this put it into perspective 🥵 90 pounds in 21 months, i'm nearly double my starting weight of 120, and it's got me feeling hot as fuck xD
currently stuffed and digesting a donated meal from a generous sponsor, who just loves watching my belly creep forward. he's already got a few pounds on me, i wonder what his end goal is 😳
#uhitsum#asexual gainer#ace gainer#gaining fat#gaining weight on purpose#gay gainer#teen gainer#gaining kink#belly gainer#chubby boy#belly k!nk#belly appreciation#bloated gut#boy belly#full belly#getting bigger#cute belly#fat belly#soft feedism#fatty#chub kink#chubby#tight clothes#tight clothing try on
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Ever bury your face in some soft thick cuddly thighs? So cozy and warm as you just love the feeling of your partner’s wonderful body cuddling you, the feeling of those squishy thighs around your face and their pudgy belly on the back of your head helping you fade into a nice nap and they relax on their phone?
Wish everybody who wants to feel this will
#cuddles#chubby appreciation#appreciation for chubbiness#chubbiness appreciation#chubbiness#chubby#chub love
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Daily chubby appreciation post!!!!
If you're chubby I LOVE YOU!!!! DONT LET ANYONE PUT YOU DOWN!!! YOU ARE SO FUCKING GORGEOUS!!!! MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!! ❤❤❤❤💞❤💞❤💞❤❤❤💞❤💞💞❤💞❤❤❤❤💞❤
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What if it’s thanksgiving?
I am calling for a total and complete ban on tiktok pop psychology until we can figure out what the hell is going on
#did I not get to eat enough on a regular basis?#did I not ever feel appreciated so when we did a little circle of thanks it made me happy?#did I like cooking with my family cause we didn’t get to spend much time together normally#did I only ever see my parents at dinner usually so I love dinner and thanksgiving is just a big dinner#there are a lot of options#or is it simply because I love to eat food#because I got a lil chub on me bones#who knows
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you go to get your clit pierced and simon riley's your piercer
when you first came into his shop, his ears perked up at the sound of the little bell above the door that signaled a new person had entered. when he glanced up from his current client, he wasn't sure what to expect.
maybe he was thinking a returning customer, or a person already adorned with piercings and tattoos ready to add onto their body mods, or someone who fit into the dark, low-light theme of the parlor.
but you. you were the opposite of what he was picturing.
he thought his eyes were deceiving him when he shot a quick glance to where you stood, door barely closed behind you. he had to do a double take because you just looked so out of place with your frilly white shorts and big doe eyes.
his eyes had skillfully scanned your appearance—your skin clear and void of any visible tattoos, no obvious piercings visible to his keen eyes. you even lacked piercings on your ears as he eyed the way you tucked your mousy hair behind them.
he studied you—the way you seemed to be nervous, anxious. by the way you looked, he assumed you wanted a basic piercing. something on the ears, maybe a nose piercing, or as far as a belly button piercing.
luckily for you, he had just finished up on the current client in his chair when you had arrived, just about finished with cleaning them up before charging them and sending them on their way.
you watched the way he approached the counter, peeling the latex from his massive hands as he slipped behind it. he tossed the gloves into the bin under the desk before his arms crossed against his chest—he didn't mean to be intimidating, it was just second-nature at this point.
it didn't help you were exactly eye level with his tatted forearms, the way his tight, black shirt stretched around his beefy biceps, clung to his chest and abdomen. his head tilted at you, narrowing his eyes in a watchful, curious gaze. he watched you rock on the balls of your feet under his eyes.
"what can'i do f' ya today, lov?" his voice was deep and gruff, a slight rasp in the way he spoke. in every way, he matched his environment.
when you muttered quietly about how you hoped he had time to do a piercing for you, a smug smile rose on his lips.
truthfully, no. he didn't have time for anyone else, but for you, he would. so he simply nodded, dropping his arms down to his sides, "'course, 've got some time. what'cha lookin' to get done?"
he was waiting for something along the lines of 'an ear piercing,' or 'a nose piercing please.' so when you shyly looked up at him with those big eyes of yours, telling him how you were looking to get a clit piercing, his eyes betrayed a look of surprise and shock.
he raised a brow, clearing his throat, "is that right?"
he watched your small nod and he hummed, nodding back to you as he thought it over in his head. his heart thumped in his chest, certainly not expecting a pretty thing like you to be asking him for such a piercing.
but who was he to say no?
so he nodded his head to follow him before he guided you to a room in the back for some privacy. he gestured for you to get situated on the little table in the small room while he grabbed a sterile needle and new gloves.
but you were nervous, so you stood awkwardly beside it as you watched him, his back turned to you as he finished the prep.
when he turned around, seeing your nervous stature, his gaze softened and posture relaxed as he waved you over with his fingers, guiding you to sit at the edge of the table as his gloved hands came to rest on your hips.
he pushed you onto your back with a gentle hand on your stomach, muttering to relax as he tugged down your little shorts around your plush thighs.
he hummed appreciatively at the damp spot on your panties, feeling his cock chub up at the sight, twitching in his grey sweatpants that already showed too much.
he leaned closer, glancing to the needle on his little table beside him before looking back between your legs. carefully his gloved fingers peeled aside your little lace panties, exhaling shakily at the slick that stuck to the fabric.
he carefully thumbed over the sensitive flesh, hearing the small gasps from your lips and the way your breath hitched at the contact, the way your hips unintentionally rolled closer to his hand.
he hummed again, nodding as he examined, "got some perfect anatomy for it, sweet'eart," he told you, glancing up at your face before pinching the sensitive bud, reaching over with his other hand to grab what you thought was his needle, "gonna look all nice and pretty when 'm done with ya."
you let out a strained noise in response, the sound shaky in your throat as you prepared for the needle to pierce your sensitive clit. you flinched at the feeling of something cool rubbing your glistening pussy, a huffed chuckle escaping his lips. the deep sound did nothing to sooth your nerves.
"relax, lovie," he cooed, tossing the little sanitizing cloth back on the table, "i'll give ya a countdown if yer feelin' nervous 'bout it, 'kay?"
he felt you relax under his hand as he reached for the needle. his fingers were steady as he hovered over your cunt, watching the goosebumps on your thighs at the feeling of his warmth breath against your skin and wet pussy.
a smirk etched on his face as he mumbled a countdown before plunging the needle into your sensitive flesh, expertly piercing it as he felt your body shudder under his hands. the involuntary moan that slipped past your lips was better music to his ears than the band that blasted over the speakers, and it didn't take an expert to know the piercing had given you an orgasm—that he had made you come so easily.
he shushed you, now adding the little jewelry as his thumb caressed your inner thigh, that trembled under his palm, to distract you as he grabbed another little sanitization cloth to clean up any blood spilt.
he let you sit like that, panties pulled to the side in consideration of the new sensitivity to your poor clit—though you weren't sure the cold air that blew against your sopping cunt would've been better or worse than having put your panties back on properly. he stood up and peeled the gloves from his hands.
he watched the way your chest heaved up and down, a smug smile still etched his features as he cleaned up the station, a hand on your hip as he caressed your skin softly. soon after, he pulled his hand away and disappeared out of the room, temporarily leaving you alone.
a frown made its way to your face as he left—how rude of him to leave you after he just made you orgasm from a piercing!
but that thought was quickly changed when he reemerged with a cold bottle of water in hand and little package of sweets—he wouldn't tell you that they were originally his so you wouldn't feel bad.
he set them by your head, his hand trailing across your hip before resting on your plush tummy—occasionally slipping further up under your shirt—as he kneaded the fat under his palms, muttering praises to you as you calmed down.
once you did, you slowly sat up and fixed up your panties and shorts, hissing at the sensitive feeling of the fabric rubbing against your flesh, causing his eyes to crease with a smile.
simon picked up the bottle of water again and opened it with ease, holding it out to you to take, which you did. you muttered a small 'thanks' and he just hummed in response as you gulped down nearly the whole bottle.
while you sat, recovered, and ate his sweets, he went over the aftercare for your piercing—he even offered to check up on it himself! how sweet of him, really!
but of course he was sweet with you, considering how much of a doll you were to pierce! and no way would he let you pay, as long as you let him take you out to dinner tonight?
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Simon Riley x Reader
Can You Ride?
Summary: Simon can’t wait to get home
CW (MDNI): Established relationship, car sex, riding, unprotected PIV, messy, fingering, squirting, praise, lovey dovey sex, semi-public sex?
Word Count: 1,477
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Your fingers interlocked with Simon’s, smile adorned across your face as he led you back to the car. “Y’ enjoy lunch?” He said, voice naturally gruff as he squeezed your hand.
“Mhm, was good. Did you?”
He mumbled a ‘yeah’ as he opened the door for you, the hem of your dress riding up slightly, his gaze fixated on the exposure of your plush thigh. He coughed as he walked to the driver’s side.
It was a decent drive, around 45 minutes as Simon’s fingers fumbled with the CarPlay before you shushed him away and jabbed in your address.
“I had it,” he said, eyes darting to you as you laughed.
“I’m sure you did, baby.”
His hand fell on your thigh, thumb rubbing it soothingly as you stroked up his exposed arm, gently scratching with your nails. He liked that.
You were both quiet, but it was never awkward. You knew that Simon wasn’t a massive talker, and you were both secure and comfortable enough to know that you didn’t need to talk 24/7, even if you were together.
You pulled down a long road, trees aligned on both sides, minimal cars zapping across the other way as Simon’s eyes occasionally darted down to your exposed skin. He felt himself chub up slightly.
Did you wear a sundress on purpose? You know how he felt about them.
His fingers itched for more, trailing up your leg slightly, and if you realised, you didn’t show it. His touch got more wanting, burning up your thigh as it slipped under your dress. You looked at him, eyebrow cocked as he shrugged, yet didn’t hesitate to spread your thighs, an appreciative hum passing his lips.
Being around your boyfriend was difficult. Everything about him turned you on. His height, his build, his muscles, his tattoos, when he wore his mask, when he didn’t, him being in the military and a Lieutenant and that. It was all too much, so it wasn’t a surprise to him when he finally reached your panty-clad pussy, that there was a damp spot.
He let out a huff off a laugh, his eyes not leaving the road as another hand pushed your undies to the side, pussy now exposed as you lifted your legs up, spreading them. It was taboo, if a truck drove past you they would know what was going on but you think Simon liked that, knowing someone was watching how he was making you feel and only him.
You gasped, clutching his hand as you felt a rough finger pinch your clit before teasingly rubbing it in slow, small circles. Long middle finger dipped into your slit, running through your folds as he turned to you, cocky smile on his face as he felt your wetness.
You rolled your eyes at him before stuttering out a moan as a finger plunged in, massaging the gooey walls of your sex as soft pants fell from your lips.
His strokes were painfully slow, almost like he wanted you to break and tell him to hurry the fuck up. You gasped at the fullness when another finger breached your entrance, slowly pushing in as he somehow managed to focus on the tangling depths of the tar.
“S-stop teasing me,” you gasped out, breath jammed in your throat as he let out a laugh before his fingers began to work up their speed, hitting your spots deliciously as you moaned.
Your own finger came down to toy with your clit as you noticed his eyes flicker down to it, a groan leaving his lips.
“Eyes on the road,” you teased as he shot you a dirty look.
Your breathing sped up, his fingers pumping in and out of you at the perfect pace, your walls contracting to the thick digits and squelching appreciatively at the sensation that was building.
It never took Simon long to make you cum but every time still took you by surprise. You could feel the slow build up beginning as you stuttered out a moan, your own finger rubbing desperately against your hardened bud as you dug your nails into his arm, hard enough to leave crescent shaped marks but not hard enough to draw blood.
You were a moaning mess as you gushed around his fingers, juices spluttering across his hand and onto the leather seat in-front of you as you whined at the sensation.
“Jesus Christ,” Simon practically growled before he was pulling down a dodgy side road, dirt grumbling against the tires.
You looked at him as he lowered his seat down, veiny hands instantly tugging off his belt as he shoved his pants down to his ankles, cock leaking precum as it slapped against his stomach, a soft trail of hair leading down to his heavy set of balls.
“Get on,” he grunted as you looked at him, before you were ducking down to avoid hitting the ceiling. Car sex was difficult with Simon, his massive thighs barely giving you any room but somehow you managed, wedging your own next to his as he held the base of his cock upwards.
No matter how many times you guys had sex, it always took you a minute to grow accustomed to his cock, the sheer girth and length stretching you to the max.
You straddled his lap, tits flush against his face as he pulled the straps of your dress down, tongue flicking out to wrap his laps around a puckered nipple whilst you lowered yourself down his length slowly, hands reaching out to grab at his massive shoulders.
He watched your face scrunch up, both in pleasure and pain as you slid slowly down him.
“That’s it baby, you can take it,” he encouraged, rubbing a small circle on your back as you whined at the fullness, his cock still not all the way in.
He pushed up slightly, bottoming out in side you as you let out a pornographic moan, his hands reaching out to grope at your tits while you sat there, growing comfortable with the staggering girth inside you.
You began to move, hips raising slightly before lowering, growing your confidence as he continued rubbing your back, mouth sucking at your chest like he was starving.
“Good girl, hm? Taking me so well.”
His words were like a fire inside you, taking over your entire body and setting it alight as your hips began to move faster, his cock disappearing and reappearing as your pussy swallowed it with each thrust.
The squelches and the slaps of your sex were obscene, the windows beginning to fog as Simon began to meet your thrusts, hitting against your g-spot as you cried out, wobbly legs barely able to take him as you tried to keep up with his demanding jabs inside you.
“Fuck,” you swore, “I love you, Simon.” Your hands planted on his cheeks, foreheads merged together as you matched each other’s pace.
“I love you,” he grunted, his hand pulling on the back of your neck into him as you kissed. There was no tongue, just gentle touches between your lips, savouring every breath you both shared, your bodies becoming one, being as close as you could possibly ever be to another person.
Your thrusts became more lazy, your stomach spiralling again into a bundle of blistering nerves ready to pop.
“I’m gonna- gonna cum, Si.”
“Me too, angel,” he panted, voice thick with both lust and love as you held onto him, your skin slapping against each other, his hands grabbing at every part of you before you staggered your movements, a loud moan passing your lips as your pussy convulsed, squeezing and throbbing around his length as you orgasmed, the muscles in your legs throbbing as they vibrated against his owns.
His pace became sloppy before he let out a guttural groan, hot pumps of semen seeping into your exhausted cunt, the remainder of your orgasm milking his length as you both moaned in unison.
You slumped against him, body sweaty as he kissed your forehead, whispering praises in your ear as he rubbed your back. Your legs wobbled as you tried to sit up, his hands reaching out to grope your tits once more before pulling your straps back up.
He placed a gentle kiss on your lips as you craned your neck to the side, laughing at the fogged up windows before his index finger reached out, drawing half a heart before you copied him, connecting the two.
He gave you a pat on the ass as he helped adjust you back to your seat, digging in the compartment for some wet wipes before gently wiping you and the seat down and placing it in the tiny bin he kept on the side of the door.
“You okay?” He whispered, holding your hand.
“I’m perfect baby. Let’s go home.”
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