My Kink Blog

having an online feedee is like fattening up a video game character in real life to me 🫦 i hate seeing hate about it i just love it so much let me be your irl sim that you fatten up whenever you want and make me smoke / drink / dress up as you request (tip) 🐮

gainers admitting how afraid they are of how fat, dependent, and food addicted they’re getting, while continuing to stuff their face

“everything is getting so difficult”, “I didn’t mean to get this big”, “I don’t think I can stop”, “I’m scared I’m too far gone”, “please don’t let me get any fatter” = dirty talk

gainers admitting how afraid they are of how fat, dependent, and food addicted they’re getting, while continuing to stuff their face

“everything is getting so difficult”, “I didn’t mean to get this big”, “I don’t think I can stop”, “I’m scared I’m too far gone”, “please don’t let me get any fatter” = dirty talk

stuffing in jeans is soooo… you have to undo the button and unzip almost immediately as you start to eat, with a sigh of relief and a few burps, freed from the soft gut now spilling out onto your lap. you’re still aware of the friction on your hips and thighs, that tight, snug feeling. denim just doesn’t have enough give. you keep eating, and pretty soon even the pull of the opened zipper is digging into your soft underbelly, cold and sharp, forcing you to wiggle your jeans further down your hips, exposing your underwear. maybe you discard them completely as you continue to eat, but not without the nagging thought at the back of your mind that soon you won’t be able to button those jeans ever again.

mindlessly putting snacks constantly in front of you while I read my book not realizing how many bags of chips, plates of cookies and desserts, and sugary drinks I’ve put in front of you to polish off because I’m too into my book until the sound of your moans from being so full pull my attention from the book and my occupied hands shift from the paper to your flesh.