The real taste splatfest winner is the one who eats them all.
This one was BIG but I like the main sequence being cropped around where it matters. Enjoy the full size and Frye crop though.
When I'm happy I eat.
For me getting fat is an accumulation of positive emotions. If I get fat around someone or when I'm with them it means they make me feel safe and content and loved, every pound and inch the reflection of a smile or laugh or embrace.
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Beyond all the obvious perks of dating a feedist/feedee, I do really miss going kinda nuts at gas stations/grocery stores off the cuff.
It's always that little voice.
"Good feeders wouldn't show up empty handed."
And it's a very cute little way of affection. She wouldn't know at the very moment that I'm snaking up and down aisles like the kinky mess I am, studying the options. She loves those. Oh but I can't just get her sweets. There needs to be some salty. Something with bread/carbs too. And then I'm stuck with an armful of snacks thinking about how I'll be feeding some of that to her... which is my little secret I get to keep until I get home from my original trip to the gym to work out.
And it does become near comical. If she lit up when I sauntered in with snacks the first time, then maybe I should seek that reaction... every time.
Post office? Add a detour to get $17 of junk food.
Went for a bike ride? Well how am I supposed to get my post ride Gatorade while ignoring the Texas Rolls near the checkout?
And there's no rationalization either. Is that a lot of food to bring home each and every time I leave the house? Yes? But you loveeee the snacks. I don't see the problem. I'm just your playfully idiot himbo feeder who can't connect the dots between your issues with those pants and my own shopping habits. I thought you thought I was cute when I brought home snacks? You think you're getting fat? I don't see how that is my fault. Let me be cute.
Okay but the comparisons between baked goods and fatness are top tier:
π©·Muffin tops
π©·Soft rolls
π©·Tubby arms that look like loafs of fluffy bread
π©·Tummies with wide belly buttons from all the chub squishing together that remind me of thick donuts
π©·Plush thighs and behinds full of bumps and lumps like those on focaccia
π©·Every inch soft kneadable and jiggly like dough
~A fat body isn't a temple. It's a bakery filled with the most comforting goods~
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