Lazy, hungry, slob

Theres just something so adorable about the idea of owning a bakery and the same guy comes in every morning for breakfast and you slowly get to watch him get bigger and softer and then in a perfect world he becomes your boyfriend and you get to leave hickeys on his belly

I love sitting on the same side of the booth as a cuddly person, where i can sneak my little hamster hands around their back and tummy -as if I'm giving a casual affectionate hug- but really I'm just looking for an excuse to get my hands in that general tummy region- so i can hold all that belly whilst they eat....and its sooo adorable to feel their tummy get more and more plump and i feel everything get more taut and round as they continue chewing happily:))<3 i start to gently rub their tummy in a circular motion without being too noticeable, careful not to embarrass them, signaling my pleasure and silent cheerleading for their consumption... then they exhale and say "wow that was good!" as they lean back, and i excitedly jump at the opportunity to sneak my hands under their full & protruding belly, poking out of their now too tight shirt. my cold hands surprise them, and i sheepishly smile while i squeeze my hands between their lap and belly where they are squished in the best kind of hand warming panini press way :3. #feederism #feedee and feeder #wheres the squish?!

Now

you seem hungry, baby. did you not eat lunch today? you know you can’t skip meals like that, love. no no, it’s okay, i’ll take care of you. ill get you something to put in that sweet little tummy of yours. oh baby just listen to it growl, you really should have something. look at you, you’re practically starved. don’t worry, ill get you nice and full in no time, love. ill get you full and then rub your belly afterwards, how’s that sound? next time i’m not gonna be so nice if you come home hungry like this again. you know i don’t like it when you don’t come home with this little belly full for me. i wanna keep you nice and round for me all the time, keep this belly stuffed for me, can you do that? imagine how good you’ll look, your belly all round and heavy on your lap, doesn’t that sound appealing? ill go get you some ice cream while i cook you something, okay? gonna make you nice and chubby for me. 

goalssss

The phrase the “physique is the receipt” is often used to honor the hard work and tireless dedication of gym rats and health nuts alike. Yet, when it’s applied to you my piggy it’s a reminder of the consequence of your actions. At this point, it’d be nearly impossible to total the exact amount of cheeseburgers, milkshakes, donuts, fries, extra large pizzas (and don’t forget all those extra toppings you begged for), candies, soda (never diet always full calorie of course), gallons of ice creams, entire bags of chocolates- I think you get the point. The times you just had to stop before dinner and binge an entire days worth of calories at any fast food chain to then drag your swollen gut to dinner and consume another days worth. While typically people consume protein shakes to later burn those calories into muscles at the gym, you often find yourself downing an entire pack in less than ten minutes to plop yourself down on the couch and digest all those calories into fat, while then continuing to greedily gobble down snack after snack. Not to forget the cartons of heavy cream you’d desperately consume eagerly trying to grow even bigger. Not that you could forget after all my piggy, the physique is the receipt <33

weight gain as a form of bondage🫦 the lard collar around your neck means you’re mine <3

I find it so fascinating the consistent urge you have to be a complete pig even when faced with any form of embarrassment. Whether through social humiliation the glares eyeing you up and down as you jiggle, your gut poking and bouncing out under your shirt, soaked in sweat as you huff and puff your way about. Even when faced with personal shame you eat your way through it. New pair of paints won’t fit? I’m sure it’s nothing that chugging a pint of ice cream wouldn’t fix. The way your face reddens as you realize the arms of the chair are entrapping you in, forcing your love handles over the sides. Most people would hate to be in your predicament. They would be revolted at the slightest sign of pudge. Yet the only thing that gets you off is a packed stomach and handful of fat to jiggle to get yourself off. The social disdain only fuels you and your desire to be an absolute slob. Humiliation is sexual gratification for you, piggy. A well conditioned hog not even oblivious to it all but entirely self aware. You love to be looked down upon and beg for me to remind you how much you’ve let yourself go. To be reminded how much of a pig you are as you promise me you’ll get bigger and bigger.

i lovee how feedism in a way reverses typical gender roles. mens bodies femininize, their chests softening into plush moobs, hips widening as their thighs thicken making their gait slow and laborous but in a manner that is just so utterly feminizing. they become so docile and pliable expecting to be stuffed way past capacity in a submissive manner. women have the potential to adopt more typically masculine traits, belching in an almost unlady like manner, becoming slow, lethargic, gluttonous; expecting and demanding more from their feeder. adopting a bratty like demeanor that is so needy and dominating it resembles masculinity in a sly way. just some ramblings about aspects i love about feedees <3

i lovee how feedism in a way reverses typical gender roles. mens bodies femininize, their chests softening into plush moobs, hips widening as their thighs thicken making their gait slow and laborous but in a manner that is just so utterly feminizing. they become so docile and pliable expecting to be stuffed way past capacity in a submissive manner. women have the potential to adopt more typically masculine traits, belching in an almost unlady like manner, becoming slow, lethargic, gluttonous; expecting and demanding more from their feeder. adopting a bratty like demeanor that is so needy and dominating it resembles masculinity in a sly way. just some ramblings about aspects i love about feedees <3