Eat, Eat, EAT

just big n heavy 😵‍💫😵‍💫 fat pussy is soaked n kinda swollen over feeling too stuffed to get up plus seeing how massive i look in this pic..like fuck im really getting hugee, every part of my body is like covered in fat now n idk how to stop getting worse .. especially when it feels sooo good to rub with a full tummy, knowing that the food i just wnjoyed is only gonna make me fatter n greedier n hungrier?? ugh m soakedd

also took two shors to im rlly drunk now

Let me dispel this silly idea that you're getting "too big".

You can never be too big.

Sure, you can get too big for your favorite shirt. You can get too big for your once-loosest sweatpants. You can ware holes in your jeans and rip the seams of all your underwear. Nothing you own can fit anymore.

But there's always a bigger size, so you're not too big.

You can get too big to fit between armrests. You might spill over the seats of certain chairs. You may crack the frame of your couch and hear worrying creaks coming from your bed frame.

But there's always something lower, sturdier and wider that you can splay across, so you're not too big.

You can get too big for you car. You might push the seat back as far as it can go and find your belly is still pressing on the wheel. You may struggle to push your overflowing sides out of the way enough to buckle your seatbelt. The suspension might strain to one side as you plop into your seat.

But there's always the whole backseat for you to grow into when I'm driving, so you're not too big.

You can get too big to climb a whole flight of stairs. You might have to take a break after every few. You can get out of breath walking from your car to the store. Your balance might not be what it used to be. You might realize you're panting and breathless from how full you are after a big meal. You can feel your sides brushing the doorframes as you make your way wobbling from room to room at home.

But there's always the option of staying nice and comfy and relaxed on your bed, so you're not too big.

You can get too big to reach down and tie your shoes. You might need the occasional hand getting up after you've eaten. You've can have a few folds and rolls that you aren't able to scrub down without some help. You might need to ask to be rolled onto your side when you're too heavy and full to maneuver yourself.

But I'm always here to help you, aren't I?

So go ahead. Grow until nothing fits you. And you don't fit into anything. Move less. Depend on me more.

How do you feel about greedy girls that can’t stop stuffing their face?????

Your Crush's Thirsty Summer Plans: Boozy Beach Fail!!

Since she visited you and went back home, you’ve been sending your crush “Care packages” daily. It started with cases of her favorite drinks, then progressed to food delivery, and now even paying her rent. She didn’t ask for it, you just want to see what happens when you remove all barriers from her life, let her be as hedonistic as she wants to be. It’s working extremely well. You call her on a Wednesday morning (her day off) and find her already bloated and hiccuping, guzzling the last of her “Guest Beers”, the weak ones you send her so she’ll have something normal to share if people come over. Her consumption has gone up a lot. You’ll have to adjust the orders you send to match.

She’s getting ready for a beach day, outgrown shorts and bikini struggling to contain her.

She confesses that the friends she has left, the ones who still have fun with her, even they’re starting to talk. Say she has a beer gut, maybe a little problem. She doesn’t think it’s a problem. She likes it, and she knows you do too. She found partying and never wanted to do anything else, except maybe get the munchies and eat a ton. Her burps are deep and wet. When she slaps her gut, it sounds like a drum, clearly overfull and bloated under the thick layer of fat that keeps growing as she just keeps guzzling things down.

She says she noticed you’ve been paying her rent, and with all the care packages, she’s been pushing it at work, putting away more beforehand than ever before, and they may be starting to notice.

She asks the question you’ve been dreaming of:

Is it okay if she gets fired?

When you say sure, of course, she asks if you’ll keep paying her rent and sending as much beer and takeout as she needs. Promise?

She’s excited to do everything she always wanted to at work and see if it gets her fired. She’ll call you before she goes in to show you how far gone she is, then again when she gets home to tell you if it worked. She wants to drink your entire care package first thing in the morning and just waddle her way in there, stumble around, maybe bring some extras to drink in the bathroom during the day.

She decides she’d rather wait for another care package to drink at home than go to the beach. Perfect.

She puts her phone on the floor to try to capture how big she looks, the upshot is staggering.  She shows off the growing flab that pushes her thighs apart when she sits. Says she’s excited to be free to let herself go completely, not even holding onto that last little bit of self control she had to have to keep her job. Free to chug and get fatter.

She says she’s not sure about going to the beach. If you send her more she’ll stay home and drink it instead. She tries to do up her shorts again but can’t.

“I’m too fat. You’re making me too fat.” Her smile makes it clear she loves it.

my piggy brain has been eating away at me all summer.. and now i can’t control myself today 😩 i’ll keep eating for you all.. im so fucking overfilled but i can’t stop.. i can’t wait for the belly ache tomorrow morning from this big overfeeding..

no one loves cake as much as I do 🩷 🍰

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