#piggy thoughts

[queer-and-bloating]

Currently whining loudly being very brave about how hungry I am 🥲

[sadhoglet]

Maybe I need to embrace my sadness more, idk

Sometimes it feels like it makes me more powerful when I own it instead of doing the old pretend I'm happy and fine thing

Especially when I use it for writing

Idk, it's been awhile

I'm just scared of getting too deep in it

[piggygirlpop]

you know you’re truly a hog at heart when the simple McDonald’s colour scheme of red and yellow is enough to make you horny and hungry

[jijibaby]

May 2024

October 2024

I think I gained a couple of pounds… 🤭

[thenewhogboy89]

Can you do another pants buttonpopping

I hope to soon! You guys should tease me and tell me how fucking fat you want me. It might happen sooner then ;)

But for now please enjoy my first button pop ever

[x-i-l-verify]

Something that I've noticed ever since the Smiling Critters were introduced is that they can so easily be paired off into complementary duos, ones that are specifically designed to teach children fundamental lessons about life and self-care from two different angles. It's really interesting to me.

Like obviously you have Dogday and Catnap, with their sun/moon, dog/cat dichotomy, that stress how important it is to have fun and get things done during the day, but also that it's important to wind down, relax, and get a good night's sleep.

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Bubba Bubbaphant and Craftycorn were introduced as a duo in the Smiling Critter show's intro, and their dichotomy is quite obvious. They are basically the right and left sides of the brain personified. Bubba is the left side of the brain, logical, analytical, focused on math and science. Craftycorn is the right side of the brain, creative and imaginative, focused on the arts and self-expression. They represent learning and academia in all its forms, the different ways people engage with and understand the world.

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Hoppy Hopscotch and Kickin' Chicken form the sportsmanship duo. They are both portrayed as enjoying sports and the outdoors, but in different ways that highlight the different ways sports can be played and enjoyed and also what it entails to be successful at them. Hoppy Hopscotch may be loud and impatient, but she is also a team player, shown in her willingness to slow down her fast pace to make sure none of her friends are left behind. Kickin' Chicken, on the other hand, is laid-back, relaxed, and chill, the described "cool kid" of the group, but he's also described as having a ton of perseverance, more of a "slow and steady wins the race" type of person.

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This leaves Bobby Bearhug and Picky Piggy as the last pair. Fittingly, these two are all about how to meet the fundamental needs of yourself and others. Bobby teaches children how to nourish themselves emotionally through showing and receiving care from others, while Picky teaches them how good food is important to nourish the body and soul. Depriving oneself of either of these things only makes oneself and therefore everyone around one miserable, because those fundamental needs are no longer being met.

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Like fr, this is some pretty genius marketing right here. You have enough characters that every kid will have their favorite, but not so many that any would get lost in the shuffle, because the lessons each one of them would teach would be integral to the group as a whole. It really makes me that much sadder we saw basically nothing of the Smiling Critters during the game itself, because Mob Games struck gold with this concept, only to ultimately do nothing with it. :/

But I guess that's what fandom is for, eh?

[paddlescuddlesbubblesgurgles]

Who is in control? 

I just love when they have a gigantic gut that weighs them down. I love when a nice, flabby belly hangs between their legs when they sit. I love when that same hefty sack of a stomach bounces off their thighs when they walk. I love when they have a massive, blubbery, sagging orb of flesh for a belly. I love when a meaty, hanging apron gut balloons into a solid round ball of lard on top, so fully layered and encased in fat it just starts blowing up outwards. I love when a little pinch-style belly button starts changing shape and squishing together, and then becoming a deep, dark belly hole. I just love when a feedee’s fat gut gets fatter. A big, tubby belly gets tubbier. A smooth, pudgy, floppy dough ball getting so heavy and bulged. Thick side rolls, deep overhangs, folds forming, little clefts and creases. I love when a big bouncy ball of blubber is also a massively squishy, thickened blanket of meat sagging over their lap and heading towards their knees.

I love when they’re so fat it’s clear their belly dominates their life. Constant eating, constant indulging, constant gorging. I love when a body has to bend to that decision. When someone’s frame is dominated by their gigantic hanging gut. Their posture changes. They look like they’re losing balance. Either they’re bent over, desperately trying to lift up the weight and the heft, or they’re leaning back, arduously holding that massive sack of a gut up to hang off their hips. 

When someone gets this fat, the level of fat when they can barely fit through doorways or on chairs or in cars, you must wonder who is in control: them or their belly? 

Are you worried that this is you? The answer is simple. Look down. Does your heavy, blubbery gut fill your lap and your vision? Does it keep your thighs warm? Does it make every outfit a game of stretch out or bulge over? Do you love to squish it, and lift it, and flop it onto things? 

Still not sure? Answer this question: what would you do if I left your favorite food unattended next to you? A pizza hot and ready. A delicious cake, cut. Unwrapped sweets. A bowl full of your favorite pasta. A large, cool, creamy drink. I didn’t say it was for you. I just left them there and went out of the room. 

How long could you wait? Would you wait until your belly gurgled and groaned for them? Would you persevere until your mouth watered and a drop of drool escaped your lips? Would you be able to stop yourself until the phantom taste becomes inseparable from the aroma of your favorite foods and desserts? They’re in arm’s reach. 

Just stop worrying. Listen to your belly. Reward it. It’s your monument to your gluttony. It’s your reward for being a devoted, dedicated listener. It’s your prize for being so good at eating. It’s your trophy, your badge of honor, your pride for succeeding in proving you really are in tune with your desires. 

It’s your life: a hungry, sagging, soft, meaty, lardy, blubbery gut. Just keep eating.

You’re really good at eating. 

[queer-and-bloating]

I've actually gotten my appetite back and it's back with A VENGANCE

I get *so* hungry and stuff myself stupid, take a nap, wake up starving again or I'm just hungry again 20 mins later if I don't nap

The literal only problem is how expensive it can get but I've been very lucky to have had food be pretty available to me lately and it's lovely!

[sadhoglet]

Many years ago, when I first moved to Louisville, I was on the receiving end of some incredibly transmisogynistic bullshit from a person, an AFAB enby, who is now a well-regarded local business owner. I lost several friends in the mess, and some deeply personal details about my trauma were exploited in transphobic ways to isolate and shame me into silence. This person, a long with several other AFAB queer people, leveraged disgusting stereotypes about trans women to ostracize me. The experience contributed to a shit storm of other things at the time which ruined my fresh start in a new city away from my abusive mother, and even today, I'm still struggling to break out of the depression and isolation I threw myself into after being hurt.

Years later, I often see products from this person's business at various local places around town. And a few days ago, I learned that this person stole wages from their employees, and I'm like....hmm. I wonder when folks are going to wake up and finally realize that this person uses their identity and activism as a cudgel to deflect genuine criticism and responsibility, all while stepping on other queer people. I'd speak more about it, but I doubt anyone would listen to a trans woman. No one did back then, after all. But I hope that one day, someone else figures this out. Maybe then I'll see this person deal with some real accountability.

[piggygirlpop]

excited for HRT very soon not only for the obvious changes but also for the prospect of my metabolism shifting so drastically that I start blowing up like a fat sloppy balloon of lard. hoping to grow like a pig stuck gorging in the feedlot

[thegayneapigs]

floor time snack 📦

[doublequaterpounder]

I’m for platonic weight gain and feedist talk

like yeah it’s hot as hell, very hot

but like we should be able to chat and talk about getting fat and fatter like everyone else gets to talk about weight loss and the gym

just causal and chill just like the majority of people get to discuss the ways they desire to change their bodies

anyhow my blog is such a safe space for chill platonic getting fatter cause you want to talk

like friendly vibes let’s get fatter hell yeah support

[mochistuffed]

Really wish I could be stuffed like this again right now 🥺🥺🥺

I want someone to look at me tenderly, grab my face and spoon feed me a gallon of ice cream. Like I wanna be a fattened up pet so bad, I look so so so cute with a huge tight stuffed tummy.

I started waddling a lil when i’m really stuffed 😅which is almost constantly, and I just love feeling so full and jiggly. Laying back rubbing my aching tummy and letting out little moans and burps as I shake and pinch my flab feels so good. Then the next day I wake up to a jiggly tummy and it’s exciting seeing how belly heavy i’m getting >w< Even when I stuff myself to my limit, my belly jiggles so much at the bottom. It’s so cute, tight and bloated at the top, and soft and flabby at the bottom.

Even now i’m thinking about what to stuff myself on next, maybe burgers, to see if I can eat more than my usual order. Or maybe some soup, so I can have a jiggly liquid filled belly ☺️☺️😮‍💨 If someone ordered food for me, and plopped it in front of me, and told me to finish it all, I would already be sitting in their lap digging in. Then afterwards they could sink their hands on my soft heavy tummy and feel it as I digest everything I stuffed on. Maybe even give my belly a lil slap just to feel how full I am, and then decide I could be stuffed just a lil more. I’d be such a perfect pet to keep this stuffed constantly, like I crave it sooo much. 💖💖

Anyways ohmygod I still wanna be stuffed so so bad 🥺🥺🥺

[jijibaby]

Did you miss me?

[thenewhogboy89]

You better stuff me some more. Hogs is made for growing 🐷

[pinkiepig]

It only took one trailer to get me silly again (tragic)