velveteer

this blog is NSFT!!! MINORS DNI!!!

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hi! im vel! (not my real name for obv reasons)

im a genderfluid + pan fat admirer (any pronouns) and enjoy writing little drabbles and scenarios from time to time. im a bit of a lurker!

im a switch, so i post from both sides of the feedism+fat fetishism spectrum.

send me asks!!!! i like hearing your ideas! :)

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boundaries/fyi:

i am on the ace spectrum! (aceflux/aroflux/platonicflux) this means i am not into intentionally gaining (though it will probably happen ^^;). i’ll post about it, and praise/mild degradation is more than welcome, but please do not frame any encouragement in a forceful/overly dominant tone.

i’ll do a bit of encouragement from time to time, but please don’t expect anything more from me.

i am not looking for any commitment or any relationship. i’m just here to hornypost lmao

that being said, ill interact with some posts every once in a while, but don’t expect daily activity from me!

also, i’m not into any sort of stonerisms/that genre of intox. i’m slightly more comfortable with alcohol, but i generally am not into intox!

thank you for reading!!! see you around!! ^^

(PS: i have a tag i post to, though I’ll forget to tag the stuff i post under it most likely lol- #redvelveteer !)

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i need more of you (us) fatties wedged in places you used to be able to squeeze through; turnstiles, doorframes, parked cars, narrow stairwells, all of it. i need you to get pinned in place by the steering wheel because you ate through your drive-thru order before you got home and had to turn around for seconds.

more of you need to pull a taft and get stuck in the bathtub. so excited to take a bath, only to overflow it with your fat, too weak and pudgy and helpless to squeeze back out. just whine and reach for the snacks you prepared beforehand.

or get so fat that your hips catch on doorways. fuck, please do that, actually. if you weren’t so out of shape i’d make you bend over like that, right then and there, and have my way with you. and when you get stuck going through sideways, an inevitability with how your greed overtakes you, i want you to grind against the doorframe, against your stomach, whining and begging for me to help free you. ill only really help you if you cum like that and/or your legs give out.

i’m not too strong, so i can’t necessarily help tug you out when you get stuck somewhere you’re not fit to fit in. but i can feed you and pamper you and make sure you’re as comfy as you can be while the stronger volunteers (of which there are plenty) do the heavy lifting (ba dum tss).

My father, almost a full foot taller than me and on the heavy side, STOLE MY SHIRT. he thought it was HIS.

It is MY SHIRT that I BOUGHT. and it FIT HIM.