allyallyoop89
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Feedism side blog of @peonysweety / female / early thirties / feedee/fa, so if it's from a feeder pov I want to be on the receiving end / 18+ only
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Let's play a game.
You put on your tightest, TIGHTEST outfit.
I want it to be suffocating you, so close to giving out.
Then we'll go to dinner.
You are going to eat the biggest appetizer, the biggest entree, and the biggest dessert.
You already looked red-faced walking in, with your pants ready to break open, so here's the fun part.
After you finish, if your clothes stay intact, if your belly isn't hanging in your lap all round and stuffed, then i'll give you my jacket to hide while we walk back out.
But, if your button pops
If your shirt rides up too far to pull down
If you stuff yourself beyond fitting back into those clothes
You are going to walk out and let everyone see.
It was already obvious you cant control yourself around food
But i'll make sure everyone can see just how much you've let yourself go
If you even have to undo your pants just to fit more into that big belly, you lose
You'll have to walk out, desperately pulling your shirt down
Trying so hard to hide that hanging, wobbly gut.
Trying to hide your face so that while everyone there is staring, whispering about how fat you are, they don't see how flustered you are about it.
They already watched you stuff your face, they already know that you have quite the appetite
Then once we're in the car, just to make sure you know it's obvious, we'll go through a drive-thru
I'll order so much food they'll think we have a party in the car
But when we pull up, they'll just see you
Shirt too small
Pants wide open
Clutching your stuffed, fat belly in the passenger seat
And they'll know it's all for you, fatty.
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Do it for me
Please, baby, eat some more. Do it for me. I know you are stuffed, I know it’s hard to breathe and your stomach is so bloated you are bursting. But you know you have to eat more… Those calories will stay inside you. All this fat in burgers and pizza will grow around your belly. Open your mouth and let me take care of you. Please, baby, let me feed you more and more. Let me see you bloating and greeting wider. I know it becomes harder and harder to do things, that your fat makes you slower but I don’t care.
Do it for me. Eat some more. Eat a lot more.
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I love thinking about sitting on my feeders lap and being soft and heavy but having him continue to stuff my overfed belly with donuts and cream and teasing me for being such a glutton while he fingers my belly button and play-shames me for getting wet over it
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Getting so fat I waddle + my feeder making me wear skimpy outfits that show off my wobbling hips and big belly every time we go out for food or just pick stuff up, that way they know I'm a good brainless cow that drinks down all my shakes and let's my feeder be in control of my diet. Standing with my belly squeezed into a tight dress while my feeder asks for us to be sat at a booth just so he can watch me jiggle my way into it and see my tummy pool onto the table as I eat. Having all my softness on display and knowing everyone can tell it's from how good I listen when he says "more" and how good he is at keeping me obedient ♡
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Ok so tummy rubs get talked about all the time but what about tummy pats
Just like pat pat on a full tummy 💕💕
Like omg just as cute
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Feedees trying to push down their shirt cause it's riding up. Acting all embarrassed.... You weren't embarrassed when you were shoveling all that food in piggy.
Why try to hide it now?
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you don't realize how much weight you've been gaining until one night you sit down with your snack and favourite movie, but something seems different; there's a warm, gentle sort of softness on your thighs, cozy and comfortable. looking down, you quickly become flustered when you see the source of this pleasant feeling is your belly, which you've kept so well fed it now sits nicely on your lap.
embarrassed, you ghost a hand over the curve of your stomach, second guessing whether you should have that slice of cake after such large helpings at dinner. you knew you were eating a little extra, becoming a bit too lax with your lifestyle, but this weight seems to have come out of nowhere - you should probably start watching your waistline a little more carefully. cut out all the snacks and treats during the day, as well as the extra plates of dinner you'd begun to consider the norm. your appetite had clearly gotten the better of you without you even noticing. the most embarrassing part being nobody had even pointed it out to you, or if they had, you hadn't registered what they were really saying.
leaning forward to grab the remote, you're reminded that the the feeling of your tummy resting plumply on your lap is actually rather enjoyable. you slowly lean back and rest a hand on your stomach, palming deep circles into your sides and letting your fingers run along the curve where your belly meets your lap. hesitantly, you let your mind wander how it would feel if you pushed it a little further, if you rounded yourself out a little more. to have your belly resting heavier, more softly, on your thighs. you glance at the slice of cake you had taken out earlier and give your full tummy a little rub, preparing for the task ahead. it looks like you'll have to eat a lot more than one slice if you want to see how that feels.
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Thinking about what would happen if I weighed myself, got fed constantly for a short period of time (maybe a week?), and weighed myself again. How much weight could I put on if I really tried? I feel like I'm going to have to test it out eventually
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I want to take my feedee out on a date, a nice date at an exclusive restaurant where I wine and dine them - letting them order as much as they want regardless of the price, never ceasing to be amazed at how much food they can eat and still keep going. and after their belly is filled up, I help them waddle out of the restaurant, praising them for how much food they ate and how swollen their belly looks in their nice clothes. As we head back home, they sit in the passenger seat moaning at how full they are and they can’t keep their hands off their belly as we drive home - but as we’re in the last mile to our house they beg to stop at their favorite fast food place “just to make sure they’re not hungry later”. And I order all the food they desire, so impressed (but not surprised) that they have it all devoured before we reach the house. I help them waddle into the house, moaning from how tight and round their belly is. They fall into the couch, clutching their belly. Their eyes lock with mine, longing and pleading. “Please” they whimper, their hands clutched to the sides of their expanded belly. And I oblige, happy to provide them pleasure and relief
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“I made your favorite.”
“You must be starving.”
“I made your favorites! At least, as many of them as I could think of…”
“Are you sure that’s all you want?”
“Here, this is for you.”
“Don’t be shy, there’s more in the oven.”
“Oh, that? That was just an appetizer.”
“I can get you seconds.”
“I can get you seconds… thirds?”
“Looks like you like my cooking, huh?”
“Wow, somebody’s hungry.”
“Want a refill?”
“Relax. Eating is about enjoying yourself, right? And you deserve to enjoy yourself tonight.”
“Don’t worry, babe, no one will notice a missing button.”
“Don’t worry, babe. Better out than in, right?”
“Don’t worry, babe, we can get you a new pair of jeans. And a new shirt…”
“Ready for dessert?”
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okay I love drastic weight gain as much as the next person in this community but I firmly believe slight weight gain is an underrated treasure; just enough new pudge to force you to go up a size or two bc now your belly is pressing into (or against) more of your clothes and pants aren't zipping close anymore, enough to have caused your appetite to increase and lead you to more times with a stuffed bloated belly poking outwards shamefully, but in baggy enough clothing, maybe, just maybe you'll be able to hide those extra 10-20 pounds...
...but not for long~
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You know they're looking.
It feels like every eye is making your clothes feel tighter and tighter.
You're starting to realize that your actions do have consequences.
You've been awfully lenient with your diet.
Too many snacks
Too many "cheat days"
You thought nobody would notice.
But, you've really lost your self control.
Everyone already knows
They see every roll
They see that muffin top being squeezed by your brand new jeans.
They notice you having to pull your shirt down frequently.
You just can't hide it anymore.
You've been so greedy, and it's really paying off.
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I really want to be teased and tormented for how fat I've become lately.
Being told I’m fat, while hot, isn’t the only thing that gets me going.. Talk about all the food I eat. Describe how hard it must be for me to put down that cheeseburger. “You know you don’t need that..”
And I know I don’t. But holy fuck if i dont WANT it…
Addicted to food, addicted to being so massively soft and fat. Just help me keep eating and enabling myself to become even fatter.
My clothes are getting so small. What can I even fit into anymore? Dress me up. Choose my clothes and laugh as the shirt doesn’t even go over my navel. Thoase basketball shorts look painted on.. Obvious I haven’t actually used then to exercise in a log long time..
I’ve gotten really damn fat.
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“packing on the pounds”
“putting on a few”
“pigging out”
“eating well”
“letting yourself go”
“over indulging”
“making a pig of yourself”
“losing control”
😩😩😩
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