Feeder Turned Feedee - Tumblr Posts
The slippery pipeline š„µš„µ
Feeders who turn into feedees are my ultimate fantasy hands downš„µš„µš„µ
Sharing again since my fattening thoughts are resonating with all you fatties out there
Stuff me. Funnel feed me. Force feed me when I canāt 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 Iām 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 Iād better finish it or youāll 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 donāt 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 Iāll never drop the weight, how Iām 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 donāt. I want to feel so heavy that Iām stuck in that seat. Feed me until I canāt stretch the seatbelt over my gut even with an extender.
Remind me how I used to be the feeder, and how I couldnāt 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.
Itās fat fall yāall, I expect BIG things from all yāall greedy fatties.
Itās the season to get fatter and fatter, the season to grow out of your fall sweaters before winter. The season to stuff yourself sick in front of family and friends. Let that stuffed gut hang out, no one will bat an eye.
Better get working then. Eat up.
āUmm itās really obvious you have a fetish for fat peopleā okay i think thatās fine actually. I would prefer to be open about being attracted to fat people rather than tell other people not to be so openly attracted to fatness, something which people do to me with a strange amount of frequency
Fuck make my belly stretch
Make it groan with how fast you pour shake into me
Taunt me as I blow up right in front of you
Tell me Iāll get covered in stretch marks with how fast I bloat
Then force feed me
Feed me past begging and tears
Feed me till I can barely open my eyes and swallow
Then turn up that vibe tucked far under my belly
I need it. Now
Additionally;
Fat boys getting so fat they canāt reach below their gut to jerk off
Fat boys begging to be fed in the middle of the night
Fat boys groaning as their eyes roll back from how tight their gut is.
Fat boys so hopelessly addicted to their own weight that every slight jiggle makes them hard.
Fat boys on their knees trying to heft their belly up high enough for their cock to be sucked
Fat boys gorging all on their own, hoping youāll notice how much they ate for you
Fat boys moaning about how full they are.
Fat boys begging to be stuffed fatter.
Fat boys holding their belly saying ālook what you did to meā
Fat boys groaning and burping and staring lovingly at their gut in awe.
Fat boys saying more as they gorge.
Feeders who turn into feedees are my ultimate fantasy hands downš„µš„µš„µ
You can call yourself a feeder all you want : deep down, you know exactly what's happening.
Everyday, you open Tumblr to get off to fat bellies. You stare at dozens if not hundreds of softening bodies.
Slowly but surely, desire has turned to awe. You've grown hypnotized by these thousands of young, attractive people packing on the pounds to become obese. It's become your new normality.
Not so long ago, you were just a fit lurker.
Unfortunately, that's not the case anymore.
It's too late, you won't get away with this.
It's starting to show.
Take it from me. The hours I've spent on this website looking at growing bodies have made my once slim body ridiculously pudgy.
It's gotten me a slight double chin, enlarged hips, growing love handles and a cute yet substantial pouch. I've put nearly 30lbs of pure fat onto my body without even realizing it.
But most importantly, it's made me crave more. And even though you won't admit it, it's already started to do the same to you.
Let larger bodies inspire you.
Let your gluttony take its toll.
Let go.
Sometimes at the peak of my horniness, there's something about watching 300lb fatasses jiggle their bellies that makes me wanna gobble down a gallon of weight gain shake to look just like them. Fattened up nice and plump. My whole body wobbling with every step I take. Hips too large to fit narrow doors. A lard-laden gut so comically large that even trying to suck in would be out of the question.
Right now I'm considering wiping out an entire tablet of hazelnut milk chocolate out of sheer horniness - which would equate to about 1200 calories - although I've never publicly admitted I was anything else other than a feeder, whether that be on apps or irl.
I'm definitely down a slippery slope ... š„“
Tonight I wanted to go take a walk out of guilt for my overeating but I had to stop before I even left the building because I was so painfully full šš„“ I must've eaten 1000 to 1500 calories over my daily recommended supply and I won't be able to sweat any of it off. My pigging out wasn't even deliberate, but I guess my subconscious has other plans for me š
Today I was wearing a pair of jeans I really like, and I had ajusted them with a piece of lace because I don't own a belt. They're definitely much too large for me (34s) and so I showed my questionable ploy to my friend, who knows about me being a feeder. She teasingly asked if it was a goal of mine to fill them out in a near future, and I can't stop thinking about itš„“š„µ
I can't help but daydream about being 60lbs heavier these days... My feedee fantasies have been getting more and more invasive these past few months š One day I'll give in and start blowing up. It feels like that day could be closer than I thought it would...