sometimes it’s hard for us to say what we really want. as if wanting is selfish, or our wants in particular are embarrassing—because they say something about us.

and our culture gives us lots of mixed messages about food. pay attention to the calories - no, the nutritional content - no, how it looks - no, the ingredients - here’s how to make gourmet mac ‘n’ cheese - here’s how to meal prep on a budget - this one recipe will change your life…

we just don’t really talk about eating. it’s all prep and presentation and socializing, but sometimes you just want to eat because it tastes good. because it feels good. and so food exists at this beautiful intersection where being open about wanting more food isn’t crazy embarrassing, but it’s a little bit vulnerable and a little bit transgressive.

and that, babes, is what drives me wild about someone being very vocal about wanting more. “I’m full, but it’s just so good…” “I’m not really hungry anymore, but this feels good and I want more…”

this is just how you're meant to be. shoving food down your throat with no clothes restricting your growing form. eat, indulge, feel every bite add to your waistline.

rub that belly of yours. admire yourself over time as it hangs lower and lower. let it go unrestricted. your fat's supposed to keep you warm, you know.

let it jiggle and bounce eith every step. feel how your stuffed gut gets nice and firm while the loose fat continues to move freely around it. let your bare belly graze across things.

"oops, was that yours? my bad.. it looked so tasty, I just had to try.. and well, one thing lead to the next.."

Oh. You passed out.

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When I was starting my feedee journey yearsssss ago I blissfully found out lard is the best fat for infusions and also gains. Not only is it dirt cheap but it just makes you appreciate dessert on a whole new level. I rmb I was supposed to make a tray of brownies for a girls night but ended up eating the whole tray cuz it just made everything more gooey, more tasty, more chewy, more fattening…….

Like being high brings a stuffing to a whole other level like not only was a carton of ice cream gone but it also makes you realize chocolate is very much a beverage.

I love how greedy & hedonistic it makes you like it’s not good enough you just finished 3000+ cal in one sitting like you also need to order a family meal to really treat ur belly.

It’s like your belly is an extension of you while it’s extending from you. You get lost if the goal is to see how much you can stretch, how much you can eat, or how much you can weigh after your done. Like it’s challenging ur belly that’s it’s questionable if it’s a punishment.

The best part is when ur greed is accommodated in your life like carrying weed oil to sprinkle over your dinner with your friends also accompanying the shots of tequila that are so strong but goes down into the abyss that is your belly

So much food it feels like you’re carrying a small ecosystem. I also love the more high you get the more numb and relax your body is that you just have more cocktails or some smokes because you know it will create more room.

I love how when creating room and you stretch marks are throbbing the chair starts squeaking and it’s almost like you have to see what will make it break.

Creating more room it doesn’t matter if you have to be constantly belching or farting or ask your friend/date/partner next to you to help rub your gut cuz you can’t reach it and also your way too focused shoving more food in your face

Fatness is part of who I am, and part of the type of person I want to be with.

I love fat. I love being fat, I love other people being fat. I love food, and other people who love food, getting fatter, and everything that comes with it. I love it deeply.

I have a deep, deep, primal desire for fatness.

Everything to do with it. Rolls, stretch marks, jiggling, softness, roundness..

The shape and feel and look of body fat is erotic to me.

More than that, it's aesthetically pleasing in a very deep way even beyond the sexual. It just feels right.

It's inherently queer, feederism, for me, too.

It's outside what most cis gendered straight people even think about.

For me, I cannot seperate queerness from feederism. It's part of my queer identity. to be fat is to be queer for me. Fat is queer.

It's part of my identity.

Fatness is part of who I am, and part of the type of person I want to be with.