Thinking about somebody who reaches for me without me asking for it. A hand on my waist as they pass by me, two hands on my hips and a kiss on my shoulder as I’m cooking for them, twining our fingers as we hang out with friends, one finger slid into the rip in my jeans to touch the warmth of my skin, a hand sliding up the back of my shirt as we stand at a concert.
Just those little moments that remind you that you are wanted, and they find comfort in your touch.
I dont think we talk enough about how hot it is when feedees talk about their major “fatass” moments with pride.
like yes, please brag about how you ate everyone’s slice of cheesecake at a conference. Please do tell us about how you broke your brother’s couch with your fat ass. The people want to know that you’ve consumed 5,000 calories before dinner 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
I don't have the same inhibitions, the same restraints, the same polite boundaries, when somebody has confessed that they like a firm hand ensuring they finish their bites.
Since the first time my hand met the food to someone else's lips, I lost the part of myself that ever wanted to repress that desire. I can't stop it, and I don't even want to anymore.
I need to witness a greedy mouth claim pleasures that I hand it in the form of food and drink. It makes my body warm, my chest flutter, my thighs twitch, just to see the eyes of a hungry feedee both beg for and thank my handfuls of calories and calories beyond any recommendation, that is until they finally drift off into the tranced gaze of managing stuffed pain and indulgent pleasure.
I want to see the cheeks struggle to hold all that I lovingly, and so assertively, assist down your throat into a stretching stomach, now familiar with the sensation of reaching its limits daily.
Ive watched a gut, overstuffed nightly, tear at its skin over time, developing stretch marks. A testimony to the lifestyle of the glutton, and a sensitive new trigger on the touch as a reminder to pursue those goals of fattening up past any imagined limitation.
I need to watch a refined tummy soften out into a stretched, soft, pillowy mountain. I need to take that little desire you battle in your head to blow up, and make it your life-long reality.
Don't dare hesitate to eat. Don't just eat you fill. Don't stop at the first feeling of fullness.
You want to be fattened right? Accept every little morsel that lands in front of you. Do not stop until you cannot recognize the sensation of self control, and then let yourself loose into the world, a fattened sow, with an aura of gluttony that will draw a helping, feeding, hand.
Get hungry. Get eating.
And when that's not enough, come get me. I'm ready to hand you more food when your heavy, heavy arms finally grow too tired to lift its own bites up.
NSFW Audio TEASER | Too Fat to Touch Myself (Feedee Perspective)
You’ve fattened me up so much and made me so dependent on you for everything—including jerking off. My belly’s gotten so big that I can’t reach down there anymore, so it’s up to you to do it for me, just like you've always wanted.
Okay, the Q&A video poll had a 90% "yes" rate, so that'll be happening. I'll probably film the answers toward the end of the month and release the video toward the beginning of May.
NSFW Audio TEASER | Too Fat to Touch Myself (Feedee Perspective)
You’ve fattened me up so much and made me so dependent on you for everything—including jerking off. My belly’s gotten so big that I can’t reach down there anymore, so it’s up to you to do it for me, just like you've always wanted.
NSFW Audio TEASER | Too Fat to Touch Myself (Feedee Perspective)
You’ve fattened me up so much and made me so dependent on you for everything—including jerking off. My belly’s gotten so big that I can’t reach down there anymore, so it’s up to you to do it for me, just like you've always wanted.
you ever say "i love fat men" and then people come out of the woodworks all "yeah i love a little bit of a belly" or like "i love a guy who's fat but also strong as hell" and like. do you guys actually love fat men or do you only like it if there's some other condition present. because when i say "i love fat men" i do mean like 300+ pounds big love handles doesn't work out deep navel gets sweaty easily cellulite and stretch marks big boobs men. and i think if you exclude that i'm willing to gatekeep the phrase "i love fat men" from you because you're clearly not dedicated to The Cause.