thick thighs save lives

came so hard thinking about being a domestic housewife femme feeder again…. overfeeding my partner and pretending that i’m just taking good care of them like a wife should!! making them enormous breakfasts every morning before work and putting heavy cream in their coffee and packing their lunch in two bags to fit everything and of course ending the day with an enormous dinner and then bringing them beers as we watch tv on the couch after. always baking. always insisting on giving them second and third helpings because they work so hard and their body needs fuel. and every evening they end up stuffed and belching, dozing off on the couch while i gently rub their belly. still never admitting how much i love watching it grow.

free use piggy handcuffed to my bed who i absentmindedly shove donuts into while i watch football 🥰 moaning n whimpering bc she’s soo overstretched with useless calories that it hurts, but still obediently opening wide like a good girl cuz she knows good pigs get cream when daddy’s game is over 🥺

ugh i love hearing a pig wheeze. whether it’s because i’ve just stuffed so much junk into them that their lungs are constricted by their overstretched stomach or because i’ve made them so obese that the slightest physical exertion leaves them panting. preferably both 😇 good hogs are always breathless and hungry for more