fat lesbian enjoyer

If you're trying to gain and stuck at the same weight for long enough, I think you should get, like. a free 30 pounds in recognition of your efforts.

My state-assigned feeeder-gf caseworker sent to push me past my weight plateau, you know?

I actually genuinely don't care if people wear fetish gear out in public like I don't care. This is one of those things people always want you to be outraged about but I genuinely don't give a fuck I'm sorry

it's so wild that some people seem unable to imagine a fat feeder when the notion of a fat girl stuffing my face while telling me she's gonna make me bigger than her is the

butch with a gut so big it hangs completely over their belt and strains against their soft outgrown shirts

butch boyfriend who used to be a talented track athlete in high school. after graduating and relaxed after a anxious and pressured senior year, he puts on a massive amount of weight while courting a secretary from the local law firm. he is somehow in denial about his weight gain despite putting it on rapidly—he doubles his size in three years, rendering him embarrassingly unrecognizable. he still lives in his hometown and makes it a habit to remain inside as often as he can. he takes a remote job due to his humiliation because on some level, he understands he’s gaining far too much and does not want to acknowledge the fact he can’t stop. it all comes to a head when he finally finds an opportunity to fuck that femme secretary and realizes he no longer fits into his strap harness. although he is beyond embarrassed, he tells her he’ll grind on her, let her put her pussy on his thigh while he cages her in. it lasts a few moments before he runs out of breath, wiggling and jiggling on top of the smaller woman. she can hardly breathe under his weight and he can’t feel anything aside from his flabby gut smothering her entire body. once he’s too fat to fuck, it’s far passed the point of no return, and he reluctantly accepts that he will never be that fit butch stereotype again.

concept: pulling you closer by your belt loops but it’s kinda hard to slip my fingers through them because your rounded gut is pressing so heavily against the fabric and the pudge across your upper belly is spilling over the waistband and if not for how those jeans squeeze at your new softness i might’ve guessed they were painted on and oh god that poor zipper… what were we talking about? come here baby. let’s get those off of you; they look so uncomfortable.. ;)

her fat stomach pressing into the curve of your back while she fucks you from behind anyone?