#this is a meaty sandwich

[rungssparemodelpieces]

Human, blaster in hand with Ultra Magnus and Megatron, staring down two Rodimus’

Rodimus #1: “I’m the real Rodimus!”

Rodimus #2: “No, I’m the real Rodimus!”

Megatron: “Alright, which one do we shoot?”

Human, finger in the trigger: “Only one way to find out. How do you spell bananas?”

Rodimus #1: “B-A-N-A-N-A-S!”

Human, shoots Rodimus #1 in the face: “Wrong answer.”

Ultra Magnus: “Woah, that is how you spell bananas.”

Human, looks at Magnus: “Yeah, but Roddy sings the song.”

Rodimus #2, singing the tune: “It’s bananas! B~a~n~a~n~a~s!”

[sauntering-down]

next part of 'quiet nights' coming Wednesday. :)

[macabrecake]

and i call this, ✨a blessing✨

[lovelyghst]

just thinking about how big simon riley is.

like him fucking you in missionary; the way his shoulders completely block your field of vision and his large hand planted right by your ear dwarfs your own by the masses. his meaty, veiny arm leading up to his panting chest, usually pressed fully against your own as it gets him so worked up to feel your tummy and tits, hard nipples and soft skin grazing his calloused build. the big man comes with big scars!!

speaking of scars, he gets so fucking weak in the knees and heart when you pay attention to his various marks scattered on him. he never tells you the full stories—rarely even a spec of the truth, most often—but he still gets a little flustered when you kiss them better.

simon can usually hold it together, but sometimes (all the time) he gets sooo hard and blushy when you touch and squeeze his biceps and feel up his abs. call him your strong and impressive man and he’ll have you on your hands and knees in the matter of seconds, shoving his dick in you from behind to cover up how pink his cheeks turned.

he loves coming up behind you in the bathroom while you’re getting ready, putting on your pretty lipgloss or adjusting the bow in your hair while he watches through the mirror like a quiet, curious dog.

seeing how the width of your shoulders only reach his pecs when you’re centered at his front, and christ, the height difference.

placing his large palms on your hips, one of them maneuvering to flatten out on your tummy and pull you further into him. he wraps his arms around your entire frame for the tightest bear hug ever.

call him cliché, but he has such an evil habit of comparing your hand sizes. it turns him on and makes you giggle, each and every time.

the one time you asked him to slip his arm around your waist and head in the crook of your collar for a mirror picture had resulted in your neck being sandwiched between his bicep and forearm, and long lasting marks on your hips from where they hit the counter repeatedly as he fucked you hard in a chokehold.

you just get him so riled up! but it’s okay, because he kissed your temple a lot throughout and afterwards apologized with cuddles for ruining your nice outfit and makeup <3

[satsuki-yumizuka]

best sammich toppings go

i like slammy and pepperoni and like........ that kinda stuff ....

[swampstew]

Mars came in hot and heavy with this FEAST of a fic!!! Delicious and sinful and OOOOHHWHHEEEE!

Push and Pull.

Trafalgar Law x Eustass Kid x Fem!reader CW: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Threesome, soft!dom Law, mean!dom Kid, established relationship, dirty talk, canon typical banter ig, tiny bit of butt play (F! receiving), 1.2K words, not proofread

You had no idea how you ended up in the middle of this. One minute, Kid and Law were arguing about something that didn't even involve you, and the next? Here you were; face down in the lap of the doctor with the engineer plowing into you from behind. The three of you had been fooling around for some time now, but this? This was new.

"You're a brute, Eustass-ya. I don't know how Y/N even puts up with you bullying her pretty pussy all the time." Law said with a frown, running his long fingers through your hair trying to soothe you. Of course, your enraptured moans were in a competition for who can be the loudest against the slapping of skin as Kid pounded into you.

A breathless chuckle came from behind you, his flesh hand tracing the dip in your spine as thrust after thrust met your ass. Kid admired the fingerprint shaped bruises on your hips that were left from previous sessions and the newer, redder ones that were currently being imprinted on your skin. His lipstick was marked all over your skin too, like a treasure map. Starting at the nape of your neck, down your spine, over your hips, to the fat of your ass.

He took a second to admire his work as you clenched around him and he hummed, flicking sweat-stuck hair from his forehead. "Never had a complaint yet. Want me t' be more gentle, darlin'?"

You shook your head, in turn nuzzling yourself against the tent in Law's jeans. "N-no! More...please..." You gasped, digging your nails into the denim and feeling the strong cords of muscle flex under your fingertips. That answer was apparently sufficient enough for Kid seeing as he gave your ass a satisfied slap in return. You keened and began to match his thrusts, hand snaking down to rub circles over your swollen clit as you tried in vain to unbutton Law's pants. The glassy, pleading look in your eyes was enough for him to help you out.

As soon as his pretty cock was free of its' confines, your plush lips were wrapped around it with such an eagerness that moans and sighs were expelled by both men. Law watched with an enraptured gaze as your tongue swirled around his leaking tip, licking up his weeping essence with vigor. His jaw was clenched and he was gritting his teeth as the hand that was gently running your your hair just moments ago was now weaved in between your locks guiding your movements along his painfully hard dick.

"Look at 'er...fuckin' cockslut. What makes you -fuck- think that she wants it nice an' gentle?" Kid muttered out between rough thrusts, hissing at the way your sopping wet pussy was drenching the front of his thighs. "Should fuckin' see how wet she is right now. Like a pretty lil' waterfall."

You moaned around Law's cock as Kid gave one particularly hard thrust, the tip of his dick pressing against your cervix. The redhead leaned over, his chest pressed snugly along the planes of your back. His teeth sunk into your shoulder and he soothed the mark with a wet kiss. Law shot Kid a glare as his ministrations caused you to pause your sloppy blowjob for a moment and the redhead snickered in return. "Go on, babe. Finish 'im off before he cries."

If looks could kill, Law would have annihilated the other captain in a second. The surgeon wiped the drool from your bottom lip and you sucked on his finger, making him smile softly. "Take your time, Y/N-ya." You'd have smiled in return but you could just give a feeble nod as you held onto his cock with one hand and sucked at the tip before taking an impressive amount of him into your mouth. You gagged a little and felt the spit pool in your mouth and leak from your lips, running down his shaft and over his balls.

Law shuddered and closed his eyes, his head lolling back. His long fingers against your scalp encouraged you to take him in all the way and you obliged. Tears fell from your eyes as your did your best to pleasure him and heavy sighs and quiet whimpers fell from his lips. His gorgeous sounds spurred you on even more and you pulled back a little to run your tongue along his shaft. You could tell he was close by the way he was tensing up. Looking up at him through tear-heavy lashes, you bobbed your head until his hips stuttered and he flooded your mouth with his hot cum. "S-swallow." He commanded hoarsely.

He slowly removed his cock from your lips as you tried to prevent a single drop from leaving your mouth. You swallowed and stuck your tongue out for him to see. "Good girl." Law complimented, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.

Seeing this happen before him, Kid gripped your hips even tighter than he already had been. He nudged your legs open a little wider and he massaged your ass again, spreading your cheeks open for him to get an even better view of him entering and exiting your body. He spit and the glob of warm saliva landed on your asshole. Kid gently eased his index finger inside and a low string of curses left his mouth.

"Cum on my cock, pretty. Know you're close. C-can feel ya squeezin' me so tight." He muttered, angling his hips so he kept hitting that spongy sweet spot within you. A high-pitched whine ripped through your throat and your hand was immediately brought to your clit, rubbing it in jerky circles as you tried so hard to focus on your impending orgasm.

That warm fire that had been stoked in your belly had burst into an untamable wildfire. You came so hard, you saw an explosion of color behind your eyes and you could swear that your ears started to ring. Kid gritted his teeth and swore loudly as you clamped around him, leaving a creamy ring around the base of his cock. His thrusts faltered, pressing into you as snugly as he could and filled you to the brim with his seed. After a moment, he began to pull out of you and replaced his dick with his finger to ensure that not a single ounce of his cum left your pussy.

You whimpered at the slight overstimulation, bucking your hips against the bed. "Eustass-ya..." Law said in a tone with warning behind it. Kid just rolled his eyes and frowned. He carefully removed his finger from you and wiped it off on your ass and muttered a quiet apology.

You were limp and completely spent as the two of them took the time to clean you up and ensure you were okay and unhurt. It took a bit of convincing, but both of them agreed to spend the night with you. The aching muscles and sore love bites would serve as a pleasant reminder of this encounter, and it certainly wouldn't be the last you would have with these diametrically opposed captains.

[seaslugandscylla]

I don’t have Roblox or know lore, but I love the design of this fishy bastard. So miserable, so irritated, so sassy, so fishy in the most fishy way. However, my brain infected with biology overthinking forces me to think too much about his inefficient way of nutrition. Too long digestive track, two stomachs, too many intestines, two digestive enzymes sets, two metabolism rates and two absolute different dietary needs. But only one teeny-tiny human mouth through which he can eat his fill. No way to satisfy the sea serpents belly when the maximum size of his bite is a big sandwich, yet even if they have the jaw like a snake the snack must be small enough to pass his esophagus and to fit in the human belly. Probably his constantly hungry and slightly malnourished. Poor guy. Also the very human side yearns for greens and their fancy vitamins, delicious chlorophylls and carotenoids. Still needs them though, avitaminosis is not cool or pleasant. He hasn’t eaten a broccoli for who knows how long and dreams about it hoping some idiots sent to him has one to give away. But not sure if the rest of the body is as keen on leafy goods. Maybe it would demonstrate against? Who knows? I only know that the menu of fish part includes only meaty dishes in XXXXXXL size. The orange carotene might not be welcome down there. The true irony of the fate. He’s so tragic character…so I gave them an ability to cook soup and a big pot. Now he can keep the semblance of normality and safe warm meal in the abyss

Here are some of my thoughts about most interesting notes cause my brain

[sensitivegoblin]

I'm having a bad day cus I slept all day and no one's on a schedule here so autistically speaking I'm fucked up

Vent below

[2-dsimp]

I want to tie up Temothy and ride him until his balls are empty, maybe tease him by edging him a little bit here and there

『Featuring how to prep up your yandere bull hybrid for a rodeo』

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Cw: NSFW 🔞, Fem reader! Titjob, blowjob m! Receive, praise, overstimulation, Temothy being a messy stud, copious amounts of precum,

PSA Reminder: Before you get to riding your Assistant Temothy you must first go through the precaution of pregaming your bull for maximum performance✨

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"Fuck y-yes…You're driving me i-insane with how p-pretty you look s-struggling to fit my cockhead inside that t-tiny mouth of yours b-buttercup!”

Temothy whimpered under the sensation of your lips barely wrapped around the leaking head of his penis. The feel of your tongue sliding along the underside of his oozing bulbous tip. Caused the bull hybrid’s hips to jerk erratically against your tits of which you sandwiched his monstrous cock around.

And he was tearing up from the softness enveloping his pulsating length. Barely refraining from tossing his head back and groaning since he’d much rather fuck into your breasts. While looking down at you in a teary sinful manner to spout bold filthy praises as opposed to how timid he usually is around you.

"Y-you're sucha sweet cowgirl…. Always takin care of your Bull~ Makin sure t-that my h-heavy balls are e-emptied out of all the precum I’ve got backed up in my s-system first. before milkin me of every drop of my thick bull cum!"

Without warning the Bull Hybrid rocked his meaty dick forward sharply pushing past your mouth. So that his cockslit rubbed against your small pilant tongue. Coating it in rivets of sticky fluids, the amount he was spurting inside of your mouth damned near made your cheeks puff up like a chipmunk.

His breath hitched into a low pleased moo from the sight of his precious darling boss. Before he begrudgingly pulled his hips back from your plush lips not wanting to drown you in his spend. And instead opted to shower you in a translucent spray of his thick congealed pregame.

“Mmh—Shit I’m so sorry darlin, f-fer makin such a big mess in your office b-but you like having your gorgeous s-skin covered in my m-milk right? My little heifer?"

Temothy apologized unevenly, sniffling from how fucking overstimulated he was from the revelation. That his throbbing shaft was actively covering you, his boss, in his creamy pre-spunk. The Assistant’s heart hammered loudly within his heaving chest in a rambunctious rhythm. As shaky pants escaped his lips, while he stared unblinkingly at your body.

Getting painted all over in ropes of glistening pre-ejaculate. His swollen testicles twitching violently as his every nerve ending release seemed amplified by ten fold. With every splatter of his seminal fluid against your breasts, face, thighs, and hair. Leaving you utterly dripping from the sheer backlog he possessed.

[phantomluck]

for gender affirmation reasons, I will be making a giant sandwich and eat it while smoking a cigarette

[coryosbaby]

Alternative Payment <3

♡ content warning! Mdni, 18+ , innocent! Reader, manipulation, dark! Coryo

The guards of the cage are too easy to impress. As Coriolanus zig zags his way to the exhibit, he catches sight of you at the farthest corner. Your back is against a nearby rock, your eyes wide open unlike the other Victors. When you see him, you scramble to the bars. He smirks, watching your doe eyes look up at him through fluttering lashes.

“Did you bring food?” You ask your mentor desperately. Coriolanus nods, reaching into his bag to pull out a bottle of water and a sandwich made of wheat bread and ham. You take it, and begin to nibble on the sandwich eagerly. Coriolanus watches with something quite unclear in his gaze.

“Have they fed you at all?” He asks.

You shake your head, wiping bread crumbs off the corner of your plump lips.

“No. They didn’t give us water, either,” you explain, and begin to open the bottle that was graciously gifted to you. “Thank you, Coryo!”

Oh, so sweet. A girl with manners. Coryo looks back at the other victors. They’re all heavy sleepers.

When you finish up the sandwich, you chug the rest of the water down and hand the empty bottle back to him. He puts it back into his bag. You wipe your mouth, looking up at him with an almost happy grin on your face.

So innocent.

“Mmm..” Coryo takes in the sight of your pretty face, caked in dirt and twigs and god knows what else, and something twitches in his pants. “Got you something else, too. For my favorite victor.”

“Really?” Your eyes shine with curiosity. “What is it?”

Coryo chuckles. His fingers reach through the bars and smooth back your hair.

“Close your eyes.”

Your brows furrow, but you obey. As your lids flutter shut, you hear the sound of something clacking together.

“If you’re good and do what I say,” Coryo continues. “Then I’ll give you something else to eat. Okay?”

“Okay..” you say innocently, the grumbling of your tummy ever so prominent.

You jump. Something wet and warm touches your lips, and you hear Coryo let out a shaky sigh.

“Open up,” he breathes. “And don’t bite.”

Confusion riddles your face, but you obey simultaneously. The thought of food is heavy on your mind.

When the mysterious, meaty thing slides onto your tongue, your taste buds explode with something musky and salty. You hear coryo let out a whine, and the thing moves farther to the back of your throat. Your tongue brushes over it curiously, and Coryo lets out the loudest moan. Fear courses through you at the thought of the other victors waking up and seeing that your mentor is giving you something extra, but you swallow it down— sort of like the way you swallow down this mysterious wet thing in your mouth.

“God,” Coryo heaves. “Such a pretty little face.”

The thing in your mouth moves out, then back in again roughly. You let out a gag, your eyes welling with tears. You lave over the tip of the thing when it’s pulled back out onto your tongue again. Something slaps against your chin each time that it presses flush against your lips.

“Fuck,” Coryo says from above you. “Open those eyes f’me. Cmon, don’t you wanna see your present?”

You do want to see what’s inside your mouth, so with fluttering eyelids you obey.

It’s hard to see at first. You vision blurs, then clears. Coryo is above you, as you can see through the bars.And the thing in your mouth is…

Attached to him?

Okay, so you know basic anatomy. You know what it is— only, you don’t know exactly what it’s used for. Your eyes widen, seeing the look of bliss on his handsome face, the way his big hands grip each side of the prison bars like his life depends on it. He’s thrusting his hips into your mouth— that thing, a cock, as you heard the boys in your district call it, is slamming against your throat at a rapid pace. Looking up, Coryo’s eyes connect to yours and he laughs. It’s unsettling, a tiny giggle in the back of his throat, and you can’t help but feel something. Tingling, perhaps. In the same spot on you that Coryo’s cock is connected to.

“Suck it like a lollipop.”

Coryo’s words make you mewl, the remembrance of sugary sweets making your stomach swirl.

“Oh, honey,” Coryo continues, as you begin to lave over his aching cockhead. “Y’want one of those, don’t you? I’ll give you one, a special little treat. Tomorrow, before the games.”

You want to cry, just from the thought of a cherry flavored lollipop. You suckle him, just like the boy had asked, desperate to please him and get your stomach full. It isn’t long before his hips are stuttering, abs tensing, and his mouth is letting out quiet degradations.

“Dirty girl. Yeah, ‘m gonna cum. Gonna fill up that little tummy, baby.”

He demands that you pull off, let him move his hand up and down his shaft while your tongue lolls out. When his cum hits your taste buds, you let out a whimper. Not that good tasting, but not bad, either. However, the spot in between your legs begins to tingle more— and hurt. God, it hurts, and you can’t stop squirming to try and get relief. Looking back, you pray that no one had saw your endeavor with your handsome mentor.

When he tucks himself back into his pants, you’re still waiting impatiently.

“Sir?” You question Coryo softly. “Can I have something else to eat, now?”

Another unsettling giggle.

“Silly girl,” he says. “You already did.”

[the-cosmic-cauldron]

Astrology Observations 08/14/2024

 

 

Your Moon Sign and Favorite Food

 

Aries Moon: fast food, snacks, children’s food, steak.

Taurus Moon: Old-fashioned home-cooked meal, hole-in-the-wall restaurant, baked goods

Gemini Moon: snacks, frozen food, pizza, ethnic cuisine

Cancer Moon: baked goods, soul food, curries, pasta, breakfast food.

Leo Moon: Chain restaurants, pizza, fruit, quality meat meals

Virgo Moon: Tea, coffee, seafood, mothers infamous dish, savory foods, chicken

Libra Moon: steak, high-rated restaurant food, fruits, soups, sandwiches, ethnic dishes

Scorpio Moon: Fried food, meaty dishes, fast food, spaghetti, orange juice, seafood

Sagittarius Moon: ethnic cuisine, hole-in-the-wall restaurant, savory, chips and salsa/guacamole, burgers, soda

Capricorn Moon: coffee drinks, pasta, spicy foods, BBQ, pizza,

Aquarius Moon: Candy, fast food, ethnic cuisine, fried food, cereal

Pisces Moon: Chocolate, baked goods, meats and cheese, your family cooking, spaghetti

 

Your Venus Sign and Toxic Trait

 

Aries Venus: Liking someone because you haven’t interacted with them yet.

Taurus Venus: Catfishing in the beginning and then looking homeless throughout the relationship

Gemini Venus: Talking to people because of boredom

Cancer Venus: Acting unbothered by your interests even when you feel so deeply

Leo Venus: Punishing your person when they don’t give you enough attention

Virgo Venus: Being petty when your person can’t read your mind (all the time)

Libra Venus: Falling in love with two people at one time

Scorpio Venus: Convincing people they’re crazy when you actually are

Sagittarius Venus: Wanting to cheat or fuck around when boredom sets in

Capricorn Venus: Making up for your mistakes with gifts

Aquarius Venus: Trying to convince other people to not have any boundaries

Pisces Venus: Saying love is unconditional and then putting conditions on your love

 

 

Why Your Friendships Ended By Your Mars Sign

 

Aries Mars: They tried to outdo you.

Taurus Mars: They tried to get you out of your comfort zone.

Gemini Mars: They were too clingy.

Cancer Mars: They tried to use you as their punching bag.

Leo Mars: They tried to outshine you.

Virgo Mars: They tried to make you do everything.

Libra Mars: They were causing you too much internal conflict.

Scorpio Mars: They couldn’t connect with you after awhile.

Sagittarius Mars: They were too boring.

Capricorn Mars: They were a user.

Aquarius Mars: They wanted you all to themselves.

Pisces Mars: They made no effort to be your friend.

[letternotekisses]

Hey, so I see you write for my husband Mauga a lot, and you did something for hazard…

I literally CANNOT STOP thinking about being sandwiched between them. Just crushed in those tits. The threesome that would LITERALLY break the bed

ohhh anon, your beautiful, beautiful little noggin!! this was a bit rushed but omg such a hot idea💞

Being in a relationship with both Mauga and Hazard would be the threesome that breaks EVERYTHING, let alone the bloody bed! Even just while messing around, jokingly wrestling each other over who gets to go first has the sofa legs creaking in agony. Hazard is admittedly a little more considerate of the furniture, but Mauga takes it as a challenge to bend you over every single surface until he can get it (or you) to break.

Also, the amount of food those two eat, you’ll be cooking seconds and thirds and freezing the fourths in case they get peckish again later. No need to make dessert, though, when they’re both looking at you over the kitchen island with heated gazes that tell you just what they have in mind for pudding. (Spoiler alert: it’s you.)

Not only are their appetites large, their libidos are just as insatiable. Both of them typically catch you off guard, sharp grins splitting their faces and bearing their pointy canines until your back is met with a wall of solid muscle, smushed comfortably between their humongous badonkadonks until you’re dragging them both into the shower with flustered grumbles. Works every time.

(A lot of your trysts happen in the shower, as those two fuckers know how to make a mess.)

You’re often on your knees, their huge, hulking bodies blocking the light and most of the hot water. Heavy cocks resting over your face as you tentatively stroke one and lathe your tongue leisurely over the other, their breathing loud and hungry, chests heaving hedonistically as Mauga cups your head to coo down at you, guiding your movements. Hazard’s hair is slicked down by the water, giving him a deliciously disheveled look as your fingers struggle to connect around the girth of his meaty cock.

If not that, then you’re hoisted up by their conjoined strength and stuffed to the absolute brim. One on either side with their cocks bullied deep inside your soft, inviting holes, their movements so perfect in tandem that it has you drooling against one of their chests, all fucked out. And yes, both of them whisper sweet nothings into your skin, growling and grunting about how they’re going to breed you so fucking full.

Life with them is just as sexy as it is fucking expensive. 💞

[lovelyghst]

something about the way könig wraps both his arms around your entire frame and cages you in as he fucks you in prone…

something about his meaty biceps, which have surpassed the width of your skull, constricting around your own as his equally impressive forearms are pressed tightly to your front, sandwiched between your bared chest and the mattress. occasionally palming at your cute tits greedily, maybe even coming up to wrap around your exposed neck and dig two fingers into your racing pulse point.

each snap of his hips pushing all the remaining air from your lungs in sharp huffs that turn into whines the harder he goes, causing you to claw at his arm in some attempt to urge him to slow down as you drool all over your pillow. sometimes it works, and other times he snickers sweetly before cooing to his pretty girl that he knows you can take it.

you always immediately change your mind and pout about it when he does listen to you, anyways.

something about the manner in which he pants and grunts in your ear so shamelessly with every time he bottoms out in your tight cunny, sucking him in and treating him so well despite the painful stretch. his groans mingling with your strained, soft whimpers so prettily, and so pornographically. next time, he murmurs into your temple, he’ll have to put this on film for when he’s far away from the home which is your sweet, sticky cunt and pliant body beneath him.

and finally, there’s just something in the idea that he could crush you where you lay, so easily. the fact that you’d be helpless against his strength not fleeing from your thoughts no matter how fucked-out you become, the knowledge that he’s far past the achievement of strong enough incessantly swarming your naive mind. the mean-sounding german he mumbles against the back of your head making your tummy flip in its place, reminding you that he’s in power, and that anything is a possibility when he’s in this sort of headspace.

but maybe that’s why you like it so much; he doesn’t, and he never has, even when he could. and that makes you all the needier for more, and he utterly adores you for how much you trust him.

instead, he snakes a hand below your belly and wrings you dry of countless messy orgasms, forcing your overworked body to convulse and come around his cock until you’ve ultimately lost your voice and he can fuck his warm spend deep into your waiting core.

because he’s a sweetheart like that, but only for you.

[thecrownestt]

"How do I gain weight"

Darling, you fuckin eat.

"What do I eat"

Does it fuckin matter? Are chicken wings more magical than pizza? I don't know, what do you like? Why are you eating? Is it fun? Are you reacting to your heart's desire?

"Butter and oil?"

Yo. A 600lb individual probably eats around 5000 calories a day, roughly. Why make it miserable?

Hit the cravings. Hit the sensations. If you like French toast and some meaty flavor like bacon or sausage, crush it.

Like carbs? Go sandwich and chips.

It can be hard to eat a lot, but don't be dumb about it. Are cheeseburgers and cheesecakes fun? Go that way. You like chicken and chocolate? Steer that way.

Do they get old and run down after a while? Craving mexican, Chinese, or grilled cheese? Then do it.

Let's not get into the dribble drabble of macros and food genres. Eat a lot. Eat anything you want. Eat until it hurts because you really wanted a pork roll, you little pork roll.

Diet science is easy. Fit people eat garbage they like, they just eat 2000 calories of it per day.

You want to get fat? Get fat on what you likeeeeeee. Why weaponize your food choices when you can weaponize your greed? Blow with the wind, let your instincts guide you.

[pequins]

all of chuckle sandwich is packing, all of em. thick and meaty as fuck. 7 inches, 5 inch girth, bends to the left with a large vein on the underside. thx.