big boy

butches who like fat greedy girls where are you,, sniffles,,

i need a butch feeder to keep me as his food disposal puppy so badly. he simply can't ignore how ravenous i am on our first date, and thus temptation quickly turns into need. suddenly hours later after drinking myself to sleep, i wake up to my hands tied behind my back,, his boot rubbing against my crotch while he forces the first tub of melted ice cream down my throat. of course im terrified, but with edibles and alcohol in my system 24/7 for the next few days, im barely lucid...no longer waking up every morning to be a person - merely his toy. his dog. his glutton. what was once a life of independence is now completely replaced by a slurry of time, only comparable to the shakes my owner guides into my maw,, all day,, every day,,

getting fatter as a femme is one of my duties because my butch deserves to grab all the tummy and titty he could ever ask for while he breeds me.

ive been getting more fat butch posts recently which is super pawesome because the world could use more butches who spill out of their clothes methinks. more butches on T who wear old undershirts and scruffy jeans that barely contain their figures. more butches who scoff and snarl when their femmes grope their overgrown fuzzy guts as if it isn't what they've been waiting all day for.

I'm a simple girl. I just wanna bake him cookies and stroke his hair while he sucks on my nipples.

A butch gym bro who hates me but can’t stop shoving me into the lockers and making out with me.

Groping femme tummy over a pretty dress.... possessive hip squeezes as I suck on her neck... little kisses peppered on her soft tummy before going down on her.....

Butch hands on femme hips, femme hands on butch face. Femme hands on butch arms, butch hands on femme tummy. Butch hands on femme thighs, femme hands on butch shoulders. Femme fingers in butch hair, butch fingers in femme pussy.

fat femme worried she’ll crush her butches face if she sits on it x butch who needs to feel her weight on them

normalize taking your top's face in your hands when they're visibly trying not to lose themself in your cunt and cooing little just barely condescending questions in a sweet tone while you hold them like "doesn't that feel good?" "you must have been so pent up, was that hard for you?" "is this what you needed?" until they start nodding and shaking and tearing up against your palm and rutting too frantically to catch their own breath so they just have to give you dumb breathy little "uh huh"s for every reply

imagine an old vampire countess with a sweet tooth. now obviously she cant satisfy her desire for sweets by eating candy, it has to be fresh blood. so what she does is lure cute young things into her mansion, maybe by hiring them as maids, and turns their life a sweet dream. her vampire powers make that less of a metaphor and more of a fact. all they have to do on their shift is eat sweets and sit around all tasty and docile and ready for drinking. then their shift is over and they can come home to rest after such a hard day of draining work. their cute black and white uniforms get tighter and tighter after each shift, soft bellies pushing over the tiny aprons, stockings squishing the tender thighs and blouses losing buttons one by one. it doesnt matter though because the kind rich lady is always ready to buy them new ones. not only is she kind she is also very gentle. she gently holds their hands, gently caresses their love handles and ever so gently cranes their necks to sink her pearly white fangs into their supple necks.