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Let me empty those swollen tits for you, you’ve already soaked through your shirt. Such a good fat cow. I won’t waste a drop, look how big and soft I’ve gotten on your milk already. We have such a good cycle going; I stuff you with everything you can handle, you feed me your milk and watch me expand, I give you my cock to milk, repeat. What will you do when you’re swollen with cum, milk and food? Don’t think too hard, just be a good cow for me and give me the other tit.
Sharing again since my fattening thoughts are resonating with all you fatties out there
Stuff me. Funnel feed me. Force feed me when I can’t keep up. Tease me about not fitting into anything I own no matter how I try. Fill every space I occupy with snacks. Hand me food when I’m distracted and praise me for finishing it all absentmindedly.
Make days where I must gorge every hour, the entire day filled with my belly packed to bursting. Stretch my gut with carbonated drinks, fill me with heavy cream, force me out in public in clothes two sizes too small.
Order for me at restaurants, whisper quietly that I’d better finish it or you’ll force me at home.
Fill me with beer and slosh my gut uncontrollably. Smoke me out and cover the bed with fattening snacks. Collar me and feed me until it snaps off the fat roll that used to be my neck.
Make me your fat pup, obese hog, house cow, I don’t care. Make me your personal experiment in how fat you can make someone. I want to see the flint in your eye as I beg you to stop feeding me.
Make me groan when you push on my packed belly hanging out of my shirt. Tell me how I’ll never drop the weight, how I’m controlled by my greed. Walk me around town and taunt me to keep up.
Stuff me in your car and stop at every single fast food place we pass. Make me finish before you teach the next one, and order double if I don’t. I want to feel so heavy that I’m stuck in that seat. Feed me until I can’t stretch the seatbelt over my gut even with an extender.
Remind me how I used to be the feeder, and how I couldn’t stop myself from becoming a greedy useless pig.
Make my gut stick out so absurdly far from my body that it almost looks fake. Feed me until I grow fat tits pushing up towards my chin. I want my love handles to be too big to grab in one hand, rendering them useless.
Fatten me up. Make me fatter. So so much fatter.