Anonymous-belly reblogs❣️

in the mood to gorge until i feel my stomach stretching to accommodate everything i ate

date with intention (of making her completely unrecognizable, severely obese & codependent on you for everything)

Being fed just about to your limits, panting for breath, movements beyond cradling your gut or shifting your weight slightly seem comical to even attempt, but you're not done yet, your feeder is standing in front of you, patiently, firmly rubbing the most full part of belly, the press of their hand eliciting the moan that let's them push in another bite. With every moaned protest another bite forced in, pushed to your limit then beyond it, growing more deliriously needy as you feel the dull ache of your stomach slowly stretched further than you ever thought it could be, the drumlike tautness of it as your feeder pats your belly approvingly, the quickening of your breath as they ask if you've got room for one more bite