#soft feedism
Another face pic trying to get a little more confidence in showing my face and some super stuffed belly pics☺️✨✨✨
About to go hit up a buffet how many plates do you think I could stuff in there?✨✨✨
Feeding someone because they’re busy doing something else that requires both hands so they don’t have to worry about stopping to eat
i love gaining weight, and i love it when others gain weight, i love fat, but it’s not just that
i really enjoy eating the food that makes me feel way too full, in a way that makes me feel all achey & stuffed, but i also am really comforted by gentle, intermittent snacking
i like to both softly nibble, and even bite down hard on, the arms & chest & thighs of whoever i’m cuddling with, and that’s much a stim as it is a kink :3
i hate it coming from anyone outside the feedism kink/community, maybe it’s the context; maybe it’s because my autism means it’s generally sensory-icky, but with big, fat, soft boys, they could just belch right in my ear over and over and over - somebody i used to know actually did that for me once - and i’d lose my goddamned mind
etc.
I bought a new corset for this trip and it certainly does its best but I think my lower belly is still winning
I love dom feedees
When they know the power they hold over me, that all they need to do is say “sweetheart, I’m hungry” or “god, I ate way too much. I’m stuffed” and I’ll be weak at the knees. Stretching in public so their shirt rides up, knowing I won’t be able to resist looking at their beautiful belly. Guiding my hands to their tummy and smiling at me because they know how much they’re turning me on just by existing in front of me with their irresistible body. Letting out little burps or moans after a big meal and glancing to see how long it will take before I lose my composure and straddle their lap, feeding them everything they haven’t yet finished. Laughing as they watch me unravel in their hands.
Dom feedees p l e a s e✨
soft weight gain is the best.
your partner knowing you’re a little stressed recently so they start baking your favorite treats and bringing them to you when you’re not feeling the best, just to see a smile on your face.
(those sweet treats start to add up, but who’s complaining?)
coming home or waking up to fresh, filling meals because they know you had a hard day and don’t feel like cooking. them always adding just a little more then necessary to your plate, because nothing makes them happier than seeing you full and blissed out in your seat, a sated look on your face.
taking you out for romantic dates at restaurants they know you love and treating you to whatever you feel like, and however much you want. not judging or laughing when you order seconds, then thirds, then a dessert just to top it off. they even hand over their leftovers to you when you scrape the bottom of your plate, grinning because you haven’t look happier than you do right now.
coming up behind you while you’re standing around the house and admiring their work, one hand slowly drifting under your shirt while they press a lazy kiss to your neck. something about your new softness entrances them.
they can’t ever keep their hands to themselves now. during movie night, they lay their head on your soft belly, content to slowly drift off to the lazy sound of your stomach digesting and the occasional crinkle of wrappers as you snack on the candy they had gifted you.
them loving you no matter what size you’re at, and just appreciating you for who you are. they love you in your entirety, and if you gain a little weight? well, that’s just more for them to love.
two best friends who help each other gain weight <3
having little study dates where they pick up each others favorite snacks and spend the night studying and stuffing, until they’re full and too sleepy to continue reading
going shopping together and teasing each other when they try on an outfit that just isn’t going to fit, but still trying to make it work anyways. having to help each other button up tight jeans or tuck in shirts, pull up stubborn skirts or unforgiving button-ups.
sending each other pictures of their meals just to make one another jealous over how many calories they’re about to eat, and how much bigger they’re gonna get than the other one.
having little competitions on who is going to gain more weight that month, whoever loses has to buy them a big dinner to commemorate the occasion. helping each other finish off the giant meal, and laughing at each other as they struggle to pull their stuffed selves out of the seats and back to their car
spooky szn is coming up so lets talk about spooky little feedees taking full advantages of all the sweet treats available
- finishing one of those gallon size bags of “fun size” candies. keeping bowls of them around the house so they always have something to snack on as they laze around the house
- baking them sheets of halloween cookies and having them be your personal taste taster. did you leave the cookies in a minute too long? oh well, i guess they’re just gonna have to eat them so they don’t go to waste…
- having to go on a last minute shopping trip for halloween costumes because for some reason their outfit they picked out at the beginning of the month just doesn’t seem to be fitting very well anymore. maybe it was all those pumpkin pies…
not to sound like a broken record but there’s nothing better than someone gaining weight because they’ve escaped a bad situation. someone in a stable environment where they’re able to indulge for the first time in forever? being able to eat to enjoy, instead of eating to survive? showing how much they’re healing through the new softness of their body? good shit.
Can I get 500 notes for how many lbs I wanna be
Cute… but it’s a little tight ⚡️✨
Thanks for the ice cream baby! And you got my favorite too! You’re the best!
Please… no more… you already fed me out of my pants, you’re turning me into a total slob… okay.. one more bite..
❤️
Get a feedee that accidentally eats a quart of ice cream
Good piggies drink these to make the weight pile on… right? I’m gonna be *glug glug glug* the best piggy
Baby… please… no more… you’re making me a slob
Tell me you love for big and plump I’m getting
Blob in training ☺️
Thanks for all this Taco Bell babe! You’re the best, you KNOW it’s my favorite!
Oops… i think I got a bit messy, clean me up?
Babe… uurp… I… I can’t eat another bite.. o…one more? Uuuurp… oh..okay
My shirt isn’t fitting so well after all that ramen
This fat pig let himself go, and got too bloated at the bar tonight.
