Star 💫

that’s why it’s so hot to be told how fat i look. how big i’ve gotten. how huge i look sprawled out on the couch as i reach for another bite.

pat my belly and tell me how easy it is to see that i’ve grown. how you can tell that my belly is getting heavier as it hangs down lower. that when you see me walk by, you notice my ass jutting out just a little bit more. the way you’ve noticed a slight waddle as i walk to the fridge for another treat.

sitting in your feeder's lap and getting your belly stroked, squeezed, and played with while you eat. weekly morning weigh-ins before breakfast (which is served in bed, of course). letting your belly hang and your love handles poke out of your shirts and pants around the house. your feeder gently feeding you with one hand and pleasuring you with the other. letting them bury their face in your gut--belly rubs and kisses galore!