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it’s nice seeing other people starting to open their eyes to what i’ve been saying for a while in that the current use and proliferation of the term “gooning” is an outright tool of fascism

the second “gooning” stopped referring to a specific sexual practice and started to be used as a replacement for “masturbation” we needed to kill it immediately and sadly we didn’t

demonizing human sexuality and treating masturbation and sexual activity as deviant and disgusting are straight up fascist tools and it’s startling how successful this aspect of it has been the last few years

the ocean is so scary but... a cruise... i cant stop thinking about how fat i could get with two weeks of unlimited access to endless food... eating enough bacon at breakfast every morning to start the day off painfully bloated already, downing a dozen "little" ice cream cones before lunch, waddling from my room to the buffet three times a day getting stuffed enough to be unable to move dozens of times before i get home... ten, twenty, thirty extra pounds of fat on my frame... and of course i dont buy more clothes, i let my touristy vacation clothes seemingly shrink by the day... floral shirts ride up on my bloated tummy, my fat udders spilling out of the tiny strappy sundress that fit me so perfectly when i left, jeans unbuttoned and unzipped because after i popped the buttons on two pairs i just gave up on covering up my blubber... or something idk!! also unlimited bar... anyways!!!

thinking about doggy style but I'm so fat I can feel my overstuffed belly rub the floor with each thrust

Reblog if you're not fat enough yet

Not even close baybeeee

eating so much together we fall asleep 💜

Unrestrained summer fun

That’s so hot 🥵

Can someone take me on a 1 month cruise where I will eat so much delicious food and come back unrecognizably fat?? 😩

Mutual stuffing is so hot. Watching someone shove food down their throat while you watch and do the same. You’re not only turned on by them getting rounder and rounder, but also by your own belly filling up. You both want to please each other by eating until you can’t, and then afterwards rub each other bellies.

Yes.

Oh, look at you, struggling to button up your pants. It’s no surprise, really. You’ve been eating like an absolute pig lately. I bet you love it, don’t you? Stuffing yourself full of food until you’re practically bursting at the seams. It’s no wonder your clothes don’t fit anymore.

half-asleep rn but all I can think about are the words “you ate so much” being said in a warm, concerned murmur while a gentle hand reaches out to rub reassuring circles over an achingly overfull stomach