My Little Paradise

getting to that point where having food packed in your gut turns you on is the point of no return. even if you manage to lose the weight, or have decent self control, you're always gonna think about "letting go" when you see all that delicious food. You imagine how good it'll feel, not specifically to relax about your weight, but the feeling of heaviness and warmth that comes with a full belly. it will always be a nagging feeling, waiting to be fulfilled.

I endlessly adore how a feedee’s belly looks when you feed them so much that their stomach is literally straining against their skin. Protruding straight outwards, absolutely rock hard and sensitive to the touch. Your feedee not being able to do anything but whine miserably nonstop, not able to get a good full breath in because of how much their overfilled stomach is pushing their diaphragm into their lungs, so stuffed that they can’t even get any relieving burps out. Standing up isn’t even in the question.

I <3 lifestyle kink