AlyssaDotJpeg

Working my way across your gloriously vast stomach - hands sliding left to right, and then in circles around your deep navel. Then i'd eagerly slide my hands down your sides to get SPF between those squishy side rolls. And lather your back fat from top to bottom, no crevice left behind. Now you're a glistening goddess, if you weren't one before!

A dedicated post for @shesochunky !

Gluttonous, greedy and overfed are some words that best describe this fat pig. She has completely glutted herself out, becoming a rotund, morbidly obese, well rounded fatass! She just cannot stop herself from stuffing her fat face on the most fattening and high calorie foods until she’s beached like a whale, moaning and groaning whilst she rubs her overstuffed gut. It’s actually crazy to think that she was once skinny and slim before! She was highly active and healthy, exercising regularly and eating good! But it appears that after some time, her appetite began to grow, causing her gluttony to increase. She was fast becoming an overweight hog, utterly addicted to food and completely greedy. I don’t even think she quite understands just how insane her weight gain is, going from a slim cutie to an obese, docile cow! There is quite literally no stopping this ever growing piggy. Every single day she is shovelling food down her throat, adoring the feeling of being stuffed to the brim and packed tightly

This fat pig is completely covered and caked in an absurd amount of lard. She is fat all over, and it makes sense when you consider how much she eats! Her tits have gotten so much heavier compared to when she first started gaining. They’re pumped with so much lard, overflowing and spilling out of her bras, tops and bikinis! Nothing seems to hold them anymore, sliding down the sides of her gut. Piggy also has a huge, thick double chin, soon to be a third! She loves the feeling of drinking large amounts of ice cream and soda, feeling it slide down her throat, eventually dribbling down onto her mass chins in the process! Her arms have gotten increasingly jiggly too, wobbling and shaking whenever she’s forcing food in. But I think it’s clear and obvious that her belly has seen some major changes. What was once a slim waist is now an ever growing ball of lard. There is so much belly to grab and rub. She is a real butterball, never giving her belly any rest at all. This pig is the true definition of ‘rotund’. No one has a belly as round and as wide as hers! And would you be surprised if I told you that she’s outgrown her entire wardrobe? Of course you wouldn’t! Look at how much belly spills out! She’s reached that point of obesity where she makes large tops look like belly tops or size smalls! She is one true gluttonous, greedy, helplessly huge, mindlessly fat pig! 🐷

I want you to constantly feel that you're taking up space. You know, that feeling where your brain hasn't quite adjusted to your new size; where you find yourself bumping into furniture or doorways... that you could swear were wider just two days ago. I want you to start noticing that your kitchen counter seems higher than it did before... Or maybe, your gut finally hangs so low that it kisses the countertop when you're looking for a snack. I want you to wonder why all of your clothes suddenly seem to have shrunk in the wash. After all, the nice pair of jeans you just bought must be poor quality... The button flew off the second you sat down, but it's not like you've been eating enough to stuff a stoned linebacker, right?

You haven't been eating much at all, have you? Some avocado toast for breakfast... Followed by two mcgriddles and a huge iced coffee. A salad for lunch... accompanied by a triple decker burger and a massive basket of cheese fries. And dinner, since you ate so healthy and light during the day, you treat yourself to a pizza... Or two... Or three. And fuck it, why not some ice cream too? You've been good, you deserve a treat, don't you? You couldn't possibly have outgrown your clothes eating like that. That's crazy!

But yes, I want you to feel heavier.

Not only in the sense that I can fit my entire head beneath your massive tit, but in the sense that you can *feel* yourself growing... Stretching... Spreading wider. You can feel your supple, cellulite dimpled flesh getting softer, bathing you in a cozy blanket of lard. I want you to feel weighed down by your body, to question why you should ever have to get off the couch... To ever have to do anything beside eating and getting fatter.

Yes baby, I want you to feel heavier.

What do you mean, you had four? Four whole ones? Uhhhhh, well, so you should lie down immediately and, um. Well, I hope you don't mind me– who am I kidding, you're not going to mind anything for a month minimum. Goodness, that's hitting you fast!

how am i looking? 😏

What are you going to do, sit on me?

y'all a bunch of babies shouting for attention.

Okay now you’re starting to piss me off. I’m saying this and then I’m done with this shit. First of all, saying I like contrast is not “preaching” about it. Second, seeing as my boyfriend is about 3.5 times my size, I’m not too worried about maintaining contrast. Third, who the fuck cares if a ffa is thin, fit, fat, or ssbbw? I’m not in competition with anyone here. The only opinions about my body I care about are my husband and my boyfriend and they seem to be perfectly satisfied. I could gain 100lbs and they’d still be into me so you wanna call me fat? Cool. I’m still rockin that shit.