Gotta Love A Good Before And After. 🫠

I dont know who needs to hear this, but go eat something.

Like a buff genie... making all your fattest wishes come true.

dream feedee scenario ?

Ooff, this is a hard one for me. I've been very fortunate with @chunkubis-xxx. She's a great sub and feedee, as well as a wonderful partner. And there are so many cute little feedees out there that I would love to be involved with. So there are a lot of scenarios that I've already fantasized about 😂For this, im going to answer with a theoretical scenario that comes to mind frequently.

Meeting someone fit, and maybe even a fitness competitor or bodybuilder, and introducing them to this fetish. At first, they resist or maybe just play along because they know it's something i like. They have no intention of taking it seriously. One day, something clicks, and they fall head-over-heels in love with the prospect of being fat. They get so into it that they put the same energy into gaining weight that they always did with bodybuilding and fitness.

The rate at which *that* person would gain weight would be amazing to watch. The dedication to eating and the discipline they've always practiced would lead them to eat to capacity multiple times a day, and they would be stuffed dawn to dusk. Ready to burst at any given moment. The stretch marks would be insane. With me to encourage them, help them make and eat the food, supplementation, and combined knowledge of nutrition. They would have the roundness belly ever.

So yeah... that's a scenario that I would *LOVE*. Even if it's hypothetical. 😂

This sexy little princess needs some praise 👏

Hello friends I’m back 🎀🖤

They're beautiful. We need more 😈

Just admiring all my stretch marks 💕🥵

Don’t Blame  Me:

       Since we met you’ve gained weight. You were a small, petite little thing with a tiny waste, visible hip bones, and perky little breasts. Your clavicle had always been defined, and society called you “pretty”. You were the standard. You fit in. Your size was available in every store, and everything you wore fit like it was made for you. But not anymore.

    Since we met, you’ve gained a considerable amount of weight. None of your old clothes fit, your once prominent hip bones have all but disappeared, and that oh so defined clavicle has been swallowed up by your fleshy mounds of breast tissue and fat. Your arms are big and soft, and your thighs rub and have cellulite.  Your belly hangs over your waistband and sits high and full between your ever growing breasts. You no longer fit the mold of Society’s standard. You have to custom order clothes, bras never fit, and you continue to spill out of everything you wear. You did this.

    “You made me fat." you say. But no, I only told you it was okay to eat what you wanted, and said it was fine to have seconds, thirds, maybe more. I told you I thought you were pretty. As you grew, I played with your soft tummy and poked fun as you wondered where it came from. You enjoyed it when I squeezed your rolls and slid my fingers between your folds. You loved the attention. The stares you got from people outside as your shirts rode up made you smirk. The way your soft parts bounced and wobbled made you blush... It turned you on when you were so full that your newfound belly was taught with food. You did this.

    I only encouraged you. I touched your body, I made you feel good. I called you my “Pretty Princess” and pet names that made you feel loved. I bought you clothes when yours no longer fit. I cooked more food when you ran out. I found new recipes for you to enjoy. I bought your favorite snacks in bulk. You want it? I’ll get it for you. You’re hungry? Here’s my ice cream. Let me get you a spoon. Oh, you want to try that? I’ll have it delivered! “I love you” I said. “You’re soft.” And “You give the best hugs.” Every night, you would fall asleep with me holding your full belly. Every time you got a bellyache, I was there to rub and massage you. I didn’t make you fat. You did.

      I sat and watched as you ate. I watched you get soft and round. I adored the way your hips got wide, your bosom grew, and your belly swelled. I thought it was cute, the way you seemed to nestle into your body as it enveloped you. You looked happy. Content. I wanted to support you. But *I* didn’t make you fat. *I* didn’t force you to eat. I merely handed you the fork.

Don’t blame me.

 -bigwhiteguy

I need to broaden my recipe book...

Comfort foods part1.

Part 1 of 2 of this afternoons pre-dinner fun. Princess @chunkubis-xxx had a big lunch and a small inflation. She is so round and full... I couldn't keep my hands off her belly.

Gawdamn @preggoalwayss. You are an anomaly. Thank you for blessing us, as always. 🙏Glad your followers are taking care of you 🫶

And guys, she's so nice! Very open in her asks and answers. I had a very nice chat with her a while back. She's cool peeps.

Another great Amazon gift

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