#fatty on scale

[fluffybellyhog99]

Stepping on the Scale always make me feel like a extra unhealthy gluttonous Hog

[chubbycarebear]

14/08/24

“Stop going on about my weight, mum! I’m only 5lbs, chill.”

[d1et-cok3]

Starting no weigh October at 156 lbs! Honestly wayyy better than I thought lol this Gabe me motivation to not binge rn🤭 I thought I was gonna be in the 170s again idk bro😭🙏

October 1st 2024 17:00

[omgcatboi]

I want to sit on top of your belly and stuff you. I want to massage your bloated, overfed, beautiful tummy and sprinkle it with kisses. I want to feel your belly on top of my smaller one and on top of my face. I want to bury my face in your belly and moobs. I want to dig around in your navel with my finger while kissing your moobs and and jiggling your tummy. I want to stick my tongue in your bellybutton and swirl it around violently. I want to praise you and love your body. I want to eat food off of your tummy and out of your bellybutton. I want to kiss your double chin and rub your belly. I then want to lay on top of your stomach and hear your food digest and fall asleep on you

Absolutely love the energy of this anon. They're about to implode from my sheer existence. Wait until u see how big I've been getting

[paddlescuddlesbubblesgurgles]

so horny I’m in a daze shopping for a higher capacity scale, pants extenders, and a belly support band

[lumioluna]

questo è un blog da clown quindi non posso esimermi da raccontare la mia clownaggine. non ne avevo ancora scritto qui ma altra cotta storica veramente consistente mia, è stata quella che mi sono presa per il figlio del vicino questa estate, che è tipo un paio d'anni più grande di me e ogni tanto viene a stare dal padre, ragion per cui ci incontriamo. sostanzialmente io, il clown, non ho nemmeno il coraggio di reggere il suo sguardo quando mi saluta per le scale o di osare aggiungere una parola oltre a un timido "ciao" di ritorno (perchè il mio cervello va in corto circuito quando mi piace qualcuno), ma questo non mi ha impedito di passato l'estate a cercare di farmi notare (alcune delle mie rocambolesche avventure includono ricordarmi improvvisamente di dover controllare se c'è qualcosa nella cassetta della posta proprio quando sento lui aprire il cancello d'ingresso, casualmente sfoggiando un vestito carino che di norma non indosserei in casa ma guarda caso... + una scena ICONICA da film che mi è venuta troppo bene e di cui ho parlato per mesi alla mia migliore amica, veramente assurdamente ben riuscita se ci penso arrossisco ancora).

insomma ormai me la sto facendo passare perchè sono arrivata alla conclusione di non essere il suo tipo (e perchè sono troppo fifona per espormi senza neanche sapere se c'è un minimo di interesse o se magari è fidanzato o che so io). resta il fatto che, con tutto il rispetto, me lo magnerei e ormai lo sa tutto il condominio tranne lui secondo me - inclusa mia madre che non smette di fare battute a riguardo, crudele.

comunque, stamattina esco dal letto che sembro un pulcino uscito da una centrifuga (ho pure perso un calzino che ancora non ho trovato - sì, dormo coi calzini, denunciatemi), vado in bagno, saluto il mio cane (con più enfasi del solito perchè avevo fatto un incubo che la riguardava), faccio per uscire sul balcone (è una giornata soleggiata) e: nel giro di 0.5 ms metto il naso fuori, il mio cervello registra una voce provenire dalla mia sinistra, giro la testa; in altri 0.5ms lo vedo, parlare a telefono, a petto nudo (è novembre!!!), faccio un salto disperato all'indietro pestando la zampa del mio cane che, ignara di tutto, voleva uscire a prendersi un po' di sole, sbatto la porta-finestra con la forza di tre uomini provocando un rumore tale da coprire l'urletto sorpreso della povera creatura che ora mi guarda piena di risentimento e confusione. chiusura dell'atto con me che mi preparo la colazione intonando "porca di quella puttana zoccola" e "non si fa così" a mo' di cantilena.

anche oggi mi sono guadagnata il mio naso rosso. buon sabato.

[allgremlinart]

where's that post thats like "dont ask for my snap contact me through rituals" its relevant to me rn

[prurientpuddlejumper]

Sooo does someone want to explain to Larian how snake sheds work, or should I?

[thefatterthebetter97]

Feeling fat in the sun ☀️

[alldayeveryday-candycandycandy]

I don't care if rabbits don't have beans give the rabbit beans

Hell, give the chicken beans! 🐻 🫘 🐰 🫘 🐔 🫘 🦊 🫘

[fluffybellyhog99]

Weight myself because we all see FattyNina made me grow like crazy lately and I really want to show you what the scale show

[d1et-cok3]

Ok so i weighed myself on the 3rd or smth and was 160... and I tried to do this in October but failed so here's my second chance! Plus I have family coming in like 3 weeks or less for thanks giving so I wanna be skinny so they can be super shocked since they haven't seen me:)

November 11th, 2024, 23:10

No Weigh November

it is finally here!! every year i participate in No Weigh November and it helps so much more than you think. do not weigh yourself for the entire month of November and see your results on the 1st of December.

this works. it has been proven it works. since you have no clue how much you weigh, you are more likely to be motivated into your fasts or workouts because you are constantly worried of disappointing yourself. every year i lose 10-20Ibs or 5-10kg just from this challenge.

well, are you put up for it or not?

[d1et-cok3]

Ok I'm doing bad but I'm getting back in the headspace and I'm eating less, not low enough but still less. Plus I've gotten back to counting my calories and I don't eat at school or before it so I'm at least fasting from dinner to 2 30 at LEAST I don't always snack after school either. But I have to eat with my meds so I can't just not eat yk. I'll weigh myself later

November 5th, 2024, 18:37

[westrnhippie]

9/26/23

I haven’t weighed myself in idk how long. But I can’t. I know the numbers haven’t moved. I’ve been trying. But nothing. I feel like I’m cursed or something. It was easier before. So easy. Now? It’s impossible. I don’t want to give up. But why try when nothing works. I might as well eat what I want and be fat then eat restricted and still be fat.

This sucks.

[killiandestroy]

HERE WE GO AGAAAAIN

[auxfeed]

Ok, piggy, I will remove your blindfold now, so don't be afraid. Well, much better now, isn't it. Oh, I see: piggy wonders, where I've brought it. Piggy isn't sure about why we are at a farm. Well, it's because we need to get you weighed here, fatty.

Yes, you've heard me right. Remember the last times when we weighed you at home? You couldn't see the numbers on the scale because of your huge gut hanging infront of you nearly to your knees. So I read your weight for you - or, at least, estimated it. Why? Because our 700lbs-scale at home read "ERROR", piggy. And that was some months ago. So I brought you here to the farm. Why? Because they have a cattle-scale here. Yes, you heard right: a cattle-scale. A scale, that isn't made for humans, but for livestock. For pigs, greedy, fat, overfed pigs. They usually weigh them to control their fattening progress or to check if they're ready for beeing slau... well, you certainly now, don't you? So... no big difference to you, pig, huh?

Why so scared, big hog? Did you really believe me, when I told you, that you plateaued at 690lbs? Come on, just look at you. All this blubber on your heavy, jiggly belly, those big thighs or your wide wobbly ass - didn't you recognize how you ballooned for me? I bet you did!

So, move forward, piggy! Better hold your balance on the walk to your destiny: being weighed like lifestock, ready to be fattend like a real pig. Move your blubber, hog, and step onto that scale. I bet, it will read a four-digit number soon...