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Putting this post up because I was worried I looked like part of the ongoing bot deluge - I'm human, I'm just here to chill

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Looking for a feeder(s) so that this dress won’t be fitting me too much longer 😘🥰
Mindless snacking that leads to a growing waistline, a soft layer of fat coating your body. The red hot embarrassment as you try in vain to button your jeans, your soft hips and belly eventually winning the fight. The shame leads to comfort eating, and your body swells rapidly with more fat.
Your constant grazing leads to embarrassment at how much you've eaten. The comfort-eating binges that follow gradually increase your appetite, causing you to snack even more on a day to day basis. Then the embarrassment hits once again so you binge to comfort yourself once again. You're stuck in a cycle of weight gain now, struggling against your shame and your clothes.
You start trying to hide your eating habits, leading to secretive binges until you're too stuffed to move. Waking up with a surge of embarrassment as you remember just how much you ate. The embarrassment fuels your hunger until suddenly you're stuffing yourself again. You eat more and more in secret now, trying to hide all those extra calories from yourself more than anything else. But of course you can't hide them from your body which struggles to find new places to store all this excess fat.
And of course you can't avoid eating in public completely, no one would believe a fatty like you if you said you weren't hungry for lunch. So you end up eating double your meals. Privately stuffing yourself at your desk before you can publicly eat a regular sized meal and pretend that that's enough for you. Acting like you always eat well proportioned meals like that. As your body and appetite grow rapidly, your pre public meal stuffing becomes bigger and bigger, until you're struggling to waddle your body towards the canteen.
Your weight is spiraling and you have no control over it any more. Perhaps if you could just accept your size and your appetite, you'd be able to stop eating out of shame. Gain back some control and reign in your binges.
But until then, there's nothing you can do except grow fatter.
can we get a reluctant ok for dubcon

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i need to be so fat that i’m entirely unrecognizable
cheeks so big and chubby that my lips look almost puckered constantly and my eyes are slightly squinted
a neck that’s entirely hidden under fat and the only indication of my chin being a little ‘u’ shaped line where my actual chin ends and my fat begins
back and side rolls so large they keep my arms elevated slightly but noticeably at all times
obese fatty upper arms that fold over my elbows which have now been reduced to dimples
and forearms which have ballooned so much that not even my wrists can contain all that fat
big, pudgy hands and sausage fingers that will no longer allow me to use my phone’s default keyboard to text or post, forcing me to enlarge the screen
so fat that i’ve given myself fat folds above my stomach because my body doesn’t know where to store all this lard anymore
an ass that’s basically become a shelf, every time i sit down it’s almost like i’ve gotten taller because of my gargantuan ass pushing me up in any industrial made chair i sit in
a fupa that will no longer allow me to pleasure myself because i can’t reach my pussy anymore with neither my hands nor a vibrator, fully reliant on the help of others in order to get off
chunky thighs and elephant legs with rolls upon rolls of fat
huge cankles that will inevitably spill over my swollen feet one day
and don’t even get me started on my stomach
i want my belly to spill out over my thighs
be in my way whenever i walk, forcing me to waddle
my fupa completely hidden by my greed
i want to struggle under my own weight
i want people who haven’t seen me in a few years to have to double check whenever they see me just to be sure that the ball of lard that just waddled by them was me
I never stopped sipping my sweet drinks but took a lil break from eating for a bit. But not for long lol, bc now is time to tackle the rest of my feast, just marking it with a nice shake 😋😇🐷
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There was a discussion about Eli fretting over him and keeping him fed and I was extremely normal about it. He's vague on elezen physicality and overfeeds him. I like an 'oops lol' approach to weight gain.
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Haurch and his men notice that your elf is kind of fat and offer to help him get some exercise. (Was not intending him to be so much fatter in that second image, but. well. You know.)

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It’s kind of pathetic how weak I am when it comes to stretchmarks. I’m fucking obsessed with them. Obviously getting fat is already a physical manifestation of how much of a piggy a person is but stretchmarks are different. They’re a tangible symbol of how *desperately* greedy a piggy is. You ate so much and so quickly that your skin couldn’t even keep up with your swelling body. Bursting at the seams — literally. When my feedee started to scratch her belly more often I knew what was about to happen even before she did. I saw faint little red marks that could’ve been scratch marks but sure enough — a week or two later they were little red lightning marks. Once the first ones appear they’re almost always followed by more, and sure enough again, a month later she had them all over her tummy. It’s fuckin magical. Don’t even get me STARTED on when a new feedee stretches, raises their arms up, and that shirt lifts up justttt enough to reveal those cute little jagged lines on the bottom of their tummy 😩 I’m a big fan of stretchmarks if you couldn’t tell. Please DM me your stretchmarks!! Haha just kidding. Unless… 🥺
A lot of things happen as you gain.
Your appetite grows. You can't resist any kind of food.
Your clothes start getting tighter. Everything feels uncomfortable to wear.
You start bumping into things more. The narrow movements you used to make don't account for your widened frame.
You can feel the weight of your stuffed belly with every step. You've gotten into a bad habit of overeating.
It gets harder to bend over. Your belly gets in the way.
Food seems to go more quickly. Packages with multiple servings become an afternoon meal.
Shirts stop covering your growing gut. Your pants have no hope of reaching around it either.
Everything starts to become more exhausting. Just walking to the fridge is a workout.
You begin to get lazier; not just physically, but mentally too. You begin to worry less about the outside world and worry more about your next meal.
Your wardrobe shifts to only loose shirts and slacks. They're the only clothes that fit you anymore.
Your belly starts to weigh down on your legs. The way it bounces between your legs turns you on.
The chair you spend most of the day in starts to feel tight. The narrow armrests can't support your widening ass.
You start to become more docile and dependant on your partner for things. Even the littlest things, like getting a tv remote you dropped on the floor.
Your partner begins to spoil you rotten. Nights don't end without you stuffed to the brim.
Your appetite becomes insatiable. Even without your partner there, all you can think about is eating more.
Even getting up on your feet starts to knock the wind out of you. Your partner seems to want you doing as little as possible.
Your body finally blimps beyond the largest possible clothing size. No normal shirt could cover the belly hanging far past your knees.
Your muscles start to feel weaker. You've given up on ever getting up again.
Your partner praises you for every pound you gain. They really seem to care about you. Perhaps after all this time, you're finally big enough...
...
Yet, even after all that, all you can think about is what you'll stuff your face with next.
Too many failed attempts to return to the gym // little weight gain sequence
there's nothing quite like eating when you're not even hungry. when you just have a taste for something and you want to satisfy it. crave something. need it. especially when you're already so full but can't help yourself
going back for another plate. remembering there's more of those cookies and cake and pies and sweets, or maybe a savory dish. thinking about how a certain food would be perfect to have right now. daydreaming about your favorite flavors until you have to have them, until you have no choice but to stop by that drive-thru or heft yourself off the couch to the kitchen or reach for your snacks or make a run to the grocery store or open that delivery app with such single-minded focus you barely register anything until whatever you desire is in your mouth and you're moaning around every bite
there's nothing quite like realizing you've rewired your brain for this pleasure. that you're weak to it, insatiable and greedy for it. when you eat past the fullness for just a little more. when logic or hunger has nothing to do with when and how much you want to eat, that they don't dictate you, not anymore
your stomach does. desire does. indulgence does. the constant siren song of more and now does. no matter how dominant you think you are, your relationship with food is a submissive one. you are powerless to decadence and pleasure, your appetite suggestible and unruly and bottomless, impossible to tame - and you don't want to and couldn't if you tried - thoughts and scents enough to turn into pulsing need until you satisfy it
everything is just so tempting
besides, what's just a little more?
You need to eat. You can't stop yourself. You struggle to get out of bed in the mornings, your massive belly desperately trying to keep you stationary, but your drive for food is stronger. Your urge to eat will always be stronger. As you finally heave yourself out of your bed, panting from the exhaustion of such a simple task, you waddle towards the kitchen, towards good. The swaying of your belly slows you down, the fat on your thighs rubbing against each other as you struggle to move one leg in front of the other. But the growling and rumbling from your stomach drives you further. The hunger to eat more and more helps you find the strength to keep moving your big wobbling body further, until you finally reach the kitchen just a few metres from your bedroom. You open the fridge and cupboards and grab whatever snacks you can, however much you can hold in those chubby hands of yours. Then, you make a beeline for the couch. You try your best to sit down as gently as possible, but at your size it's impossible to really do anything other than fall ungraciously onto it, silently praying it holds your colossal weight for another day. Once comfortably seated, you rip open the packet of biscuits you found in the cupboard, forcing them into your mouth with such speed you could almost convince people you'd been starving for days. If it weren't for the giant flabby body you've so carefully tended to, breaking any illusion of you ever going hungry.
As you polish off the biscuits in record time, you scrabble to find your phone. Your snacks might tide you over for now, but you know you're going to be hungry even after eating out your cupboards. It's time to order breakfast for yourself.
You spend your whole day only getting up from the couch to retrieve food deliveries or grab more snacks.
Every day, spent stuffing yourself more and more. Your feeble willpower being crushed by your appetite each day. Your body growing fatter and fatter, simple movements getting more and more difficult
Yet everyday, you force yourself out of bed and towards the couch, surrounded by as much food as you can carry. Every day, your food orders get longer and more frequent
Every day, you just need to eat, and eat, and eat.

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Kink isn’t shameful because of the weird sex stuff. That part’s rad. It’s shameful because it is technically improv.
all these plush rolls and no one to grab them 🙂↕️