#fattest cow

[chubbybritboi]

Who wants to ruin this body and turn me into their personal fat cow, I'll do everything I'm told

[thatfattytoni]

What am I thinking in this pic? 🤔

[cosmogenous]

[yumenosakiacademy]

eternal cycle of i feel violently uncomfortable in my body bc of my added weight/being immensely chubby recently vs repeatedly eating bc its the only thing tht makes me feel anything other than empty yippee yippee [kills self]

[housecow]

Ever thought about the possibility that you were born for the cow life? Like you were gifted with massive udders, a bottomless appetite, and a propensity for endless growth and greed and gluttony all for the sake of becoming the biggest fattest softest breeding cow who ever lived for your feeder? No worries, no responsibilities, no pesky adult thoughts, just moo? 🐮🐮🐮

i’ve considered it often… why else is it so easy for me get bigger? my first thoughts waking up each morning are about what i’ll eat that day, how i’ll fill myself and how much softer i need to get… my feeder needs to take advantage of this, i was born to be a cow after all!! look at how im built 🥰

[ginggain]

The urge to grow in to the fattest boy eats away at me every day… the more time I spend away or trying to hide it the more I want to dive in to a table full of food and eat all my problems away. I want my morning belly to look far more stuffed and bloated than most people���s biggest. I want my hips to grow wide enough to keep me trapped in doors forcing me to move out sideways. I want to struggle to roll out of bed and to be told that I don’t need to do anything else but lay and pile on the pound. The only future I see myself having is one of struggle, and a food addiction that slowly and surely brings on so much weight added to my thighs and making sure my ass needs a minimum of two chairs. I want to make you so proud knowing I could’ve had a normal life and a sexy body, but instead I chose a life of overstuffing and being a fat sexy cow meant for feeding and growing. Come make me so much fatter :) you know you want to

[estrogen-and-adderall]

There's something so hot about gaining weight on E as part of an mtf transition. It's like the ultimate act of self-affirmation.

You used to have enough muscle mass for everyone to say that you carried extra weight well, but now the estrogen is taking your muscle mass and it's all going flabby. Even at your heaviest, your arms never used to jiggle and now they're becoming big, wobbly pillows. Pretty soon you'll have to go up a shirt size just to accommodate how big they're getting.

Your calves used to be strong and defined, but now it's getting harder to tell where your calf ends and ankle begins. And those thighs! They've always rubbed together when you walked but never like this. They've gotten so huge you can't help but waddle a little bit when you walk, and people are starting to stare.

Finding chairs in public is getting harder and harder, because just when your hips were finally starting to fill out a bit, you got in the habit of eating everything you can get your hands on. Now your ass has gotten so wide that chairs with armrests are quickly becoming out of the question.

Your breast buds that were small and pointy not too long ago are getting round and starting to sag. They're going to start looking like udders in no time, seems fitting for the prized cow you're transforming into.

And who could forget, your once-proud cock has shrunk down into a cute little clitty, only for it to be buried in an ever growing fupa. There's almost no usable length left there. You'll be bottoming from here on out now, babe.

All your favorite outfits from when you first came out are way too tight for you now. It doesn't really matter anyway, because you're almost never dressed at home anyway. You just walk around in your underwear and a heavily stretched out t shirt most days. And when you need to go out, well, there's always sweatpants.

With every dose and every calorie, you're transforming yourself into the image of feminine decadence. Becoming smoother, and softer, and growing into your fattest, most womanly self and eating all the foods you love every step of the way .

[fartquen12]

~Daryl's Girl~

Yandere!Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Trigger warnings: yanderes (obviously), mention of weapons, abuse, unhealthy relationships, kidnapping, overprotective Daryl.

During the apocalypse Daryl meets the love of his life... and it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks.

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You woke up out of your bed. Another day, another terror and to be honest you weren't very excited. You had found another group of survivers to hang with until you were on your feet again. Atleast thats what you thought. You felt sad knowing you'd leave... you had kind of built a bond with these people. You climbed out of your tent to see Hershel's farm an old man who had agreed for you all to stay with him until things were better. You zipped up the tent and stood there to take in the sights of the farm. The apocolypse was depressing but seeing horses galloping and cows grazing the fields made you forget it all for a minute...-

"Shutup Daryl thats a horrible idea!" Yells out Rick.

Rick and Daryl fought a lot... you never really payed any attention to the two considering the argument was always about something irrelevant.

"Everyone come over here!" Rick shouted.

You sighed as you ran over to Rick and the others who were standing around.

"Everyone, me and Daryl have to head out to the city... we need another person... any volunteers?"

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You, Rick, and Daryl were all sat against the wall hiding from walkers.. you were in a building on the bottom floor. There was walkers in the stairwell and surrounding the whole entire building. You sat horrified looking at Rick for any instructions. No one trusted you with a gun.. not even a pistol considering you took off one of Glenn's balls with one...

"RICK.... RICK..... RICK!!!.... RICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shutup mahn we got walkers walkin' around all over here." Daryl yelled in a whisper.

"I wasn't even talkin' Daryl that was you." Rick replied in an annoyed tone.

"SHUTUP RICKY!" Daryl yells.

"dayummm..." You whisper considering how loud he was.

"HUH!?" yells Daryl.

"you know why don't you go ahead and brush your teeth emo boy." Rick replies.

"I thought we were buddies Rick." Daryl replies before knocking Rick out with the head of his gun and grabbing your arm.

"DAMN BOY THE HELL YOU DOIN!!!!" You yell at Daryl.'

"SHUTUP HO WE GOIN!" Daryl yells shooting through the walkers and throwing you into his truck and speeding off

"WHERE ARE WE GOING!!" you yell.

"SHHH..." Daryl says

"DARYL THIS IS NICE AND ALL BUT I JUST SAY.. I GOTTA GO SEE MY BOYFRIEND NOW..." you say

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?!?!?" Daryl yells pulling over and slamming the brakes.

"I said I needed to shit." You say letting out the fattest most juiciest dear diary diarrhea ever.. I mean it was so juicy and stinky!

"DAMN GURL U SMELL LIKE THE COWS!" Daryl yells giggling and driving off.

"I SMELL LIKE YOUR MOM?" You yell

well that made daryl very angy and he whipped out a whiner and knocked you out.

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You woke up in some random room.

"you 'wake?" you hear daryl say.

"Im fahtin." you say crying.

Daryl rolls his eyes and uncuffs you.

"Your mine and you can never leave." he says.

You look down and see your clothes have been changed..? You see a mirror in the room and as you look in it daryl says

"You like?"

you are wearing a shirt that says "Daryls property" on the front and "Daryls Girl" on the back.. you begin to die of cringe and start crying laughing and fall on the floor.

"WHAT ARE YOU ON BOUT' GIRL!" He yells

"CRINGEEEEE!!!" You yell. You then run up to Daryl and kick him in the balls and just as you were gonna leave you realise the door is locked...

"uh oh..." you say. You whip around and Daryl is standing next to you with a gun.

"If I can't have you... no one can." He says pointing the gun at you.

*farts loudly*

"what the-" daryl says.. and in this moment it gives you just enough time to grab his pistol aim it at his head and *SHOOT* but the kickback on the shitty gun aims it at his balls instead of his head and you shoot off not one but TWO balls off his ballsack. you grab his balls off the floor and shove em in yer pocket.

"more for my collection fuck it up." you say skipping over daryl who is crying and holding his non existant balls on the floor. However once you bust down the door... you see you are still on the farm and the whole group is there saying "PRANKED YOU!!" but daryl comes stumbling out crying and saying

"fuck you guys."

You felt so bad you had to shoot shane in the balls and grab up his balls to feel better about what happened...

You threw the balls in a jar and added some water you found on the floor (probably shanes wener or pee pee water) but you added it to the jar and chugged it for what you call "ball power"

"YIPPEEE I GOT EM BALL POWER!" You yell

you run out and steal someones horse.....

"YOW FOKER GET ON GET ON FATASS!!" you yell and the horse begans to gallop and kick and buck

"YOU ACTIN LIKE RICKY YA BUTTFUCK!" you scream biting ur shirt.

You run out into the city and gallop over walkers and shit... but shortly.. with every gallop this horse is throwing you up and down and with every throw you are shitting out so much poop and the walkers are smelling it and-

"WAKEY WAKEY SUCK MY TANKEY!"

you wake up to shane in your face with his poop in one hand and a shovel in the other-

"I HAD AN ACCIDENT MOMMY." he says handing you the shovel.

"goddamnit."

[chubbybritboi]

I want to become the fattest cow possible

[lisaloutwo]

You make such a good cow. You're already one of the fattest women I've ever seen, and you're still sharing posts like "haha what if I was twice as fat and literally couldn't cum unassisted"

Okay.. but like what if? 🥰🐄

[lilcowzia]

im making my selfsim and idk i couldnt resist giving her cow ears and the fattest ass imaginable

[sundove88]

Can ya give me some headcannons on each of the watchers?

In general:

They have a hankering for hot and piping foods!

They all see each other as a found family.

Whenever Dark Cacao falls sick, they often bring him blankets and stuff like that so he can feel better.

Caramel Arrow:

She has an entire pile of empty boba cups at the bottom of her watchtower.

She does 10 push ups, 10 sit ups, 10 pull ups, and an entire 5 mile run each day.

She was the one who suggested the idea of the boba machine for her and the watchers’ vacation home.

Crunchy Chip:

His accompanying Cream Wolf has the name of Snowball!

When he was just a baby, he was raised by Cream Wolves- yes, actual Cream Wolves.

He has a plush of a rice cake hound that he carries everywhere for good luck.

Second Watcher/Choco Chunk:

He’s Caramel Arrow’s dad. Enough said.

He taught her how to wield a bow and arrow when she was just a little girl.

He’s got that dad bod from eating so much comfort food over the years!

Bittersweet Dark Cacao Watcher/Bittersweet Coffee:

She enjoys gardening in The Cookie Kingdom, and can walk on a tightrope without fail.

Her favorite hobby is probably writing in her diary and creating beautiful art.

Since she is from the Coffee Tribe, she’s also a skilled baker!

Sugary Dark Cacao Watcher/Swirl Choco:

Just like Choco Chunk, he has a dad bod as well! But he’s also scared of heights.

Cow Choco and Candy Melt (Young Cookie From The Mountains) are his kids.

He also enjoys doing embroidery and making beautiful patterns on pillows.

Swift Dark Cacao Warrior/Cow Choco:

One of his favorite sports is soccer, and he is pretty skinny for a watcher his age.

Whenever he visits the Cookie Kingdom, he tries his best to find healthy options.

He often turns to Gianduja for advice when things get muddy.

Cautious Dark Cacao Watcher/Gianduja Choco:

The eldest of the watchers, and everyone sees him as a grandpa or dad- especially Bittersweet Coffee.

The other watchers and even Dark Cacao turn to him for friendly advice.

Despite his age, he’s still as strong as he was when in his youth!

Gatekeeper Cookie/Couverture Choco:

Arguably the chubbiest of the Watchers, and probably one of the fattest cookies on Earthbread.

Whenever the weather gets cold outside, he often lets the other watchers cuddle up to him.

And he’s actually got quite the gut when his armor is removed!

Peanut Butter Choco:

He’s childhood friends with Cow Choco, and both of them enjoy playing video games from time to time.

His favorite food is spicy peanut noodles, which is obvious.

He is a surprisingly good gymnast, and can often squeeze into tight spots.

Cube Choco:

The second eldest of the watchers, and he often likes to comb out his beard.

He also loves being called Grandpa or dad by the other Watchers.

He loves making beautiful toys in his spare time for the kids of the Dark Cacao Kingdom.

[excitementshewrote]

[housecow]

Who says you have to be one or the other? I think you could have lots of fun transitioning between a housebound cow on oxygen and the fattest soccer mom possible. Maybe it’s all in the timing, maybe start out as a housebound cow and shift into soccer mom mode later.

okay, this is hot as fuck. getting to experience the limits of what my body can handle and then losing a portion of the weight—not too much, just enough to be easily mobile again, managing my health as well. but i’m still, what, 350-400lbs?

the whispers i’d hear from the other parents… “she’s such a fucking cow,” “how much do you think she weighs?” “there’s just so much… flab!”

and little do they know this is my lightest from the last few years. that i’d been 600lbs at some point, needing help up from bed and from anywhere i’d plopped down to feast. that my husband had plumped me up to obscene numbers, reveling in the fact i was dependent on him for almost everything.

my present soft, full, wobbling figure is the result of hard work. not only to get active, but in denying both myself and my spouse. we know what we want, but it’s for the kids now! they need a mom that can keep up with them. sure, i get winded easily, can’t see my feet or even past my tits, but this is an improvement!!

others just see my huffing and puffing as a failure, when it’s the opposite. it takes dedication. the extra wide folding chair i pull out at every soccer game was bought with pride, and the way my husband squeezes that back roll he gifted me is comforting.

sure, it still takes a lot of food to keep up with being 400lbs… i still eat like a pig. sonic shakes at every game and countless fast food runs before 3:30pm school pickup. i RSVP to neighborhood/school bbqs and they have to spend double the amount on food (we chip in!) but it’s all a labor of love!

plus, when it’s just my feeder and i, he gets to tease me about it all. talks about how hot it was when i needed the walker. how much of a shut in i was compared to now—“remember when you couldn’t even drive because your belly was in the way?”

he’d lay a hand on my still-formidabile tummy, stretched out from the hundreds of lbs and a few of his kids. i know he wants so badly to get me back there, i can tell what he’s thinking. and if he started that process—funneling every night, telling me what to eat and when—i wouldn’t be able to stop him. but we’re responsible :3

[sterekchub]

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Sterek Mutual Gaining Gluttony Demon Feeder to Feedee

Feeder!Derek & Fat Stiles: Helping Him Grow Too Fat too F**K An Alpha’s Mate Personal Trainer Outgrowing the Office Buurp Sugar Baby Stiles’ Gains (5 Different Prompts) ERR MAX WEIGHT Fattest Intern Ceo’s Boyfriend  Santa’s Fat Elf Pushy:  Date Night

Feeder!Stiles & Fat Derek:  Grease & Gains Favorite Customer Pear Shaped Your Highness  Feeder For Hire Fast Food Addict Sabotage  Cafe Claudia: Derek develops quite the taste for Stiles’s baked goods. WIP with @chubby-derek-and-friends A Hefty Hale (9 different prompts) Eat More Than you Can Carry Biggest Cow in the Barn Barnyard Ready 

[thesmallestpotatto]

Spiderverse headcannons

Hobie is a sucker for babies (he considers anyone younger than 18 a baby) he saw gwen struggling with her dad, miles bumping heads with authority, and mayhem causing mayhem and was like "damn, i don't remember being a father of three, but okay."

Noir has a patch made by Hobie and Hobie has a patch made by Noir. They both say "F*ck Nazis"

Miles is bad at dancing but has fun

Gwen is a trained dancer but has grown to hate it

Penny is a foodie and always has snacks in her mech suit

Pavitr can't cook for shit

Peter B is allergic to peanuts but too proud to say anything

Miles often times crushes phones/pencils because he isn't used to his strength

Noir sleeps upside down

Peter B uses 12 in one shampoo

Spot's favorite show is the big bang theory

Pavitr refuses to drink milk from a cow

Peter B is not gay but $20 is $20

Hobie will often "offer to pay" and then just steal (only from big corporations)

Hobie escaped prison six months ago and nobody from his universe has notice yet. (His cellmates didn’t tattle cause he does so much for them)

Hobie tips server ALL service workers

Miles volunteers at his mom’s hospital

May is convinced Miles is her brother and no one has the heart to correct her. She's even picked up spanish from being around him so much

In Aaron's will, he left Miles the FATTEST stache of weed and art supplies that Miles isn't allowed to touch till he's 18

Miles likes B99 and he's like "dad. It's you!"

It's not that Peter Porker CAN'T read, but he refuses to read anything without pictures. His favorite books are those with only pictures and no words

Noir carries a rainbow Keychain on gis belt loop for good luck

Mrs. Morales is not in the least bit scared of villains, nor should she be, she could beat the shit out of them

Peter A was infertile because of the spider bite