Bigger every day 😊

Is this my thing now? Am I the burp guy?

CW: Burps

Feeling so full of gas

Oops do you think my neighbors heard this one? 😳

Who knew chugging the entire bottle of coke would turn me into a bloated burping mess 🥴

Now I need some help rubbing my swollen keg belly to make room for my second dinner 🐷

15+ minutes of burping uncontrollably on of 🫃🏻

from today (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

Is it just me, or has your tummy gotten bigger? it’s already starting to peek out from under your shirt, your clothes are starting to tighten this fold at the bottom... it’s time for you to go on a diet. just not the usual one, but the one that I recommend to you. you will now eat cakes and pastries to maintain your beauty✨🥰 I will hand feed you, baby~ you will begin to gain weight faster and soon that little full belly will become even softer and bigger~ but we both want that, don’t we?

You’ve been such a good boy, letting me fatten you up like this. You’re so adorable when you open your mouth so obediently, allowing me to feed you spoonfuls of pudding and cream. You’ve been gobbeling up everything I put in front of you, like a really good boy. Just like you should. And you’ve gotten nice and fat as a result. Mhm, you like it when I squeeze your belly roll like this? Mhm. You like being reminded of how much I fattened you? I really put my mark on you, didnt I tubby…. God those buttons are holding on for their dear life, arent they! And you were so slim when we first met… When people see you now, they will see how well I’ve fed you. How I made you mine by fattening you up, slowly but steadily. They will see that you belong to me now.

as you heave your heavy frame towards me, i gaze lovingly at the rolls and curves that make up your silhouette. plopping down on the couch, i watch as your body jiggles. my eyes are filled my fire, passion igniting within me at the sight of so much movement and so. much. fat. 'what do you wanna watch tonight?' you huff. you reach forward slowly to the coffee table, nuggets arranged in a huge pile with several sauces available for your dipping pleasure. 'you, honey.' i murmur in your ear, stealing a kiss on your cheek and grabbing your lower belly. 'i want to watch you eat.' you dig in. 'good piggy.'

rubbing biiig circles around someone's overfed belly, emphasizing the curve of their stuffed gut, and they moan because the massage feels so good on their poor tummy and because for the first time they can feel how truly round and heavy they've gotten

I bet they don’t know what a pig you are behind closed doors.

I bet they don’t know that you let your petite, sweet-as-pie girlfriend tie you up and pack you full of rich, greasy food and beer until you’re belching and moaning pathetically, throbbing for my touch.

I bet they don’t know that you go straight to the drive thru and order enough food for a family to messily stuff your face with as soon as you’re out of their sights.

I bet they don’t know that you’ll get on all fours for me and devour a cake face first while making all kinds of slovenly piggish noises, all at the snap of my fingers.

I bet they don’t know that you were touching yourself while you purposely stuffed your gut full right before you met them for dinner, already planning to order the biggest thing on the menu and abuse that gut some more.

I bet they don’t know that during every second of your conversations, the only constant thoughts running through the back of your mind are food, when you can eat again, what you’re gonna eat, getting fatter, getting too stuffed to move, and making your feedress proud.

I bet they don’t know that you like how tight your clothes fit you now, or how you had to desperately hide your arousal when you burst your button at dinner and then excused yourself to go feverishly masturbate in the bathroom, feeling the blood rush between your thighs as you fantasize about me feeding you even fatter.

I bet they don’t know that the cute, sweet, delicate girl on your arm at your office party is on a deliberate mission to intoxicate you, watch you slur and burp and stumble and embarrass yourself in front of all your coworkers, then drive you home, tease you, force you to drink more, and force feed you mercilessly later on until your poor overfed belly destroys all those fancy clothes you have on.

And I bet it all makes you so unreasonably excited. Imagine what they’d think if they knew what a desperate, horny, messy, obedient, greedy hog you are for me. How you want nothing more than to be my ever-growing, overfed, massive, dumb, full-time, personal hog.

I love ordering a heavy bag of fast food to the office, hearing someone call out "who's is this" and seeing the immediate recognition of exactly who ordered this big bag of fat-building burgers and milkshake as I waddle into view; my round gut audibly growling as I get the first scent of greasy calories, every supple inch of lard on my middle wobbling back and forth as I shuffle back to my cube, eager to stuff my face with more calories than anyone here will eat all day. Of course it was for me. I'm the office pig. 🐽

Burping orgasms. Like stomach orgasms but with burping instead. People feeling their eyes roll when they burp, people teaching themselves how to belch on command so they can cum to it, burping contests being used frequently as a form of non-contact sex. I need this so bad

i want you to swell up so fat and round that you jiggle with every single step 🥰

heavy tw

I want you to get fucking ruined for me, just grow so grotesque big you can't function like a normal human being, fry your brain with junk food and hors of porn daily that you're just a shell of a person, morbidly obese, always wheezing, always eating, always consuming, shell. Get so fucking fat you can't reach below your fat pad, get so fat your belly and thighs make it hard to move, get so fat you back rolls are tit-sized. always edge, always watch porn, minut don't go by where you aren't stimulating your brain, 3 monitors, 2 playing porn, 1 tiktok, 24/7, frying your brain with endless pleasure, dopamine overdose, slowly making you dumber and dumber. To that it's also helping you're always smoking weed, or eating edibles, or drinking booze, being intoxicated most of the time, just be pathetic obese fuck cow for pleasure ~

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I think his tank is getting full! I wonder if he’ll stop…

don't talk to me if you're not drunk high and eating your second pizza