#fat teasing
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wiley22 · 17 hours ago
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The little fold above my belly is deeper than you would expect 🫣
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clearlyonhere · 2 months ago
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I was talking to one of my neighbors today when she reached up and patted my belly and told me she was liking the chunkier look on me! Then she said maybe not chunky maybe chubby is better. And I was a little embarrassed but it also excited me so much when I had a chance I funneled 2 sodas. The black and blue is what I was wearing when she said that. The dress is after my celebration! Someone finally noticed! I’m so big I look pregnant! How far along do I look??
lease enjoy the funnel video at the end!
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bellybuilder2023 · 7 months ago
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Butter.......pure fat......for a pure fat piggy.....so greasy, so messy, so greedy.......😈😈😈
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dumbfatpigyy · 2 months ago
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This belt is too tight on my pig belly mommy :)))
Please tease me for being a fat dumb pig
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squishy-squish-deathfeeder · 7 months ago
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So strong.
You were so healthy and fit back then weren't you darling?
Captain of the football team, stoic and rough. Your body was toned and so wiry, filled with muscle and vigor.
But that was 600 pounds ago.
Now when you stand the only firm thing about you if your swallowed member, buried beneath your swinging fat pad, growing harder as you shuffle your way through the hall.
Panting, wheezing. Your face bubbles with sweat and heat just from rolling your fatass off the mattress in the morning.
But you just keep trying, don't you?
Don't you see those giant hammocks thundering, undulating with every labored step?
Can't you feel all that heavy lard pressing down upon your greasy organs, crushing the air out of you?
Each time I see my hoggie struggle, I rush over, grasping up the hang of your belly if only to get some meager weight off your feet.
But you'd only get frustrated, swaying and swatting your sausage fingers at me.
"I can do it mysh'elf! Sh'top baby'in me!!" Your fat cheeks making your lisp all the more adorable.
"Oh? Let's see if you can, fatass."
I'd drop your hang. Watching your eyes go wide as the flop of your own stomach topples you over. Crashing your cellulite ridden asscheeks to the floor.
I'm surprised it hasn't busted underneath you.
Moaning from pain flustered, frustrated tears in your eyes as you gasped for breath.
I'd lean over you, tutting and rubbing your overworked chest, wondering how close you are to your fourth heart attack.
I'd smooth my hands down placing my palms against your pulsing belly, feeling each roll jiggle beneath my touch until at last I would dig into the reach of your crotch, burying my hand into your dripping fat pad.
"Looks like you were doing so fine by yourself, pig. Really, for someone who can't reach themselves anymore your really showed me."
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wiley22 · 5 days ago
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Wanted to feel fem today after work. Kinda think it may have gotten smaller though 😅
Do you think the dress suits me?
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clearlyonhere · 14 days ago
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I’ve been putting on a lot of weight recently and it’s getting obvious so I think I should go back to the gym. I have noticed I’m blowing up like a balloon with all of the fat piling its way onto my body. I don’t even recognize my body in the mirror anymore. I used to have high sharp cheek bones and a defined jawline, now I have rounded chubby cheeks and what will soon be able to be called a double chin. My neck is thicker. All the definition once visible in my toned arms is disappearing. If I don’t do something soon I know the muscle under the fat will make them look that much fatter. My once small but nice boobs have grown to be hugely round tits the size of cantaloupes…. My toned legs are softening and expanding at a rapid pace. My thighs have begun rubbing together. My ass used to be firm, but now it’s jiggling with every step I take. And my belly is the worst. I used to have defined abs. People would come up all the time and ask how I got my abs to be so defined. My abs have disappear under a thick layer of marshmallow like fat. I’ve had people say I’m so round I look pregnant. I have a roll of fat that hangs over the waist band of all my pants because they are getting FAR too small for my ever growing figure. I’ve gone from such a fit sexy girl into a round chubby piggy. The only problem is, I just tried on some work out clothes to go to the gym and they are all way too small! I can’t even pull them up over my gargantuan belly! They are squeezing my ass and thighs so tight I feel like I’m a bust can of biscuits. The other problem is I don’t know if I can stop eating. My belly is constantly demanding to be stuffed full of fattening foods. My old gym friends haven’t seen me in months. If I go they may comment on just how BIG I’ve gotten. I’m sire if I showed up in this I’d be stared at the whole time. Whispers would start. All the people who used to ask my advice and come talk to me would probably not even speak to me. And if they did they would probably ask when I’d gotten so fat. I can’t imagine even trying to run now. My belly jiggles when I walk. I can even feel my love handles jiggle! I don’t even know how to lose this weight! Maybe I should just accept my fat(e) and accept that I’m meant to be a chubby girl.
If you saw me in the gym now compared to last summer what would you say to me?
The before photo is me from last summer
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cowwench · 8 days ago
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I feel like when you are a feedee you find a couple foods that really encapsulate your fetish. At least I have.
I can straight up demolish two cheesecakes. I fucking love them. And honestly I would love to just eat the filling. No crust just served a huge bowl (or funnel) of cheesecake.
Another one for me is peanut butter. It is by no means my favorite food. But for a while the idea of someone taking a fresh jar and feeding the entirety of it to me is so hot. It makes me like peanut butter more. It is one of my favorite fantasies.
I want to be fed an entire jar of peanut butter. I’d be so submissive I wouldn’t need to be tied up. My belly could feel like it’s bursting but I’d fully surrender myself to my feeder. I’ll sit there in pain, full of lust and just whine.
Somewhere in there a joke could be made about a trans puppy girl
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dumbfatpigyy · 24 days ago
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I look skinny right now:(
Tease me for becoming a 210 pound hog pleasssse mommy
DMs open
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blimpixels · 1 year ago
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Omg they're besties
yeah I told you guys Martha was terrible. Expect stuff like this from her. I want people to love to hate her. I sure do.
Also I gave Rose curly hair in this one for funsies. I think she's really cute with it.
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wiley22 · 4 months ago
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Y'all ever go to the doctor, get told your 405 pounds and can't help but blush...
Jesus
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chubby-blue-boy · 3 months ago
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getting fatter 🤤🤤🤤
more beer and fast food please 🥺
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clearlyonhere · 2 months ago
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Gym clothes getting a lil tight miss gym bunnie?
Oh my goodness yes! Look how big I look in these!
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mdslvsft · 4 days ago
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Getting Teased By Family And Friends
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dumbfatpigyy · 6 days ago
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Can I be your good feminine fat piggy sissy mommy ? 🥺
Please dm me with teasing
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kilojulia · 7 days ago
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Feast of Defeat
👨🏼‍🍳vs👨🏾‍🍳 .... Lozer = 🫃🏼🐷
Two rival chefs compete in a high-stakes cooking contest to secure their culinary dream. The winner earns a spot as head chef at a prestigious restaurant, while the loser faces a drastic career change. To seal their fate, the loser must consume an "Ultimate Overindulgence Feast," a calorie-laden spread designed to instantly add 20kgs and leave them bursting out of their custom chef whites.
The loser, already reeling from their defeat, is forced to sit at the competition’s grand table as cameras flash and spectators cheer. The crowd watches intently as they’re pressured to eat every last bite, each forkful adding to their discomfort.
As the feast continues, their chef whites grow visibly tighter, buttons straining against the sudden expansion. The moment their clothes give way—buttons popping, seams splitting—laughter and gasps ripple through the room. With their once-professional image shattered, they’re left red-faced and struggling to cover themselves, a stark reminder of their failure.
Waddling offstage in borrowed, ill-fitting clothes, they hear whispers of mockery and see cameras capturing every embarrassing angle, ensuring the world will witness their fall from grace. This public humiliation cements their role as the defeated chef, forced to embrace a new, humbling path.
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