im an evil gay wizard

Who wants to go to the natural history museum, get a pastry, and then fuck nasty style back home

i love u tboy feedist i love u tgirl feedist i love u nonbinary feedist i love u genderqueer feedist

taking them out to eat and planning to spend 70% of ur budget on their food and watching them gradually get fuller and fuller and ordering them a drink halfway thru and watching them get tipsy and decide they can stand to be even fuller and and and

Who needs bondage when I can pin you down and immobilize you with fat. Make you a brainless, helpless, super morbidly obese plaything completely incapable of resisting my desires. Impossibly fat little arms reduced to nothing more than implements you use to further ruin yourself with fat and hasten your demise. So laden with fat you can only just barelyyy muster the strength to lift them over your head, so immense that even at their smallest point they are still bigger than my waist. An ass too wide to fit through a normal sized door, a belly just as wide, thick, soft meat spilling down to your knees. Back rolls so immense they envelop my arms when I wrap them around you. Tits so fat you can barely breathe laying down. Soft red stretchmarks tearing across your endlessly growing body. Succulent biteable cellulite ridden lard covering every inch of you, a texture so impossibly irresistable to me. Endless flesh to sink my hands into, squeezing as hard as I can, enjoying softness of it all along with your cries of pain as I dig my fingers into you. A fuckable ball of fat solely useful for bringing me pleasure. 500, 600, 700 lbs of fuckable meat all to myself.

Making my partner so fat their friends tells them I'm a bad influence on them ><

Not enough cow girl images are fat. It's cows. Be fatter

praise kink & cnc kink combo bc i want to be desired & beloved to the point of insanity

Preds always saying stuff like "You stay as long as you want" or "You only come out when you're ready, okay?" They're expecting like, a couple hours. Maybe a day. How do I tell them I never want to come back out

in the mood to have my weight gain monitored. my body poked and prodded, my flabby rolls lifted up, my gut measured in heft and circumference. I wanna be a test hog subject to see how far I can be plunged deeper into morbid obesity

i’m sorry but i need to have sex. i need to feel a cock throbbing deep inside me while i ride it desperately or get pounded as hard as possible. i need to clench helplessly around something pulsing inside me and feel it rub against my walls with every thrust until i’m shaking.

your kidnapper loves playing games and coerces you into round after round of cards or board games or video games or whatever they like. when they win, they reward themselves by taking use of your body however they like for the rest of the night. when you win, your “prize” is being tied up and made to come over and over until you beg to stop

the 'fantasizing your crush breaks into your room' to free use/cnc kink pipeline