smacking your gut while you gorge at the buffet, teasing you for your insatiable appetite and total food addiction as you moan and belch, begging for belly rubs, bright red, leaking pre as your swollen belly digs into the table, rumbling and gurgling… poor, helpless glutton <3
Unconstrained guys who listen to their base urges and do whatever their stomach and dick want. Hungry? They eat. Horny? They edge. It feels better to obey your arousal. The heaviness in your belly has become too addictive to ignore, so give your body what it wants. Get fatter.
When someone who never imagined they'd ever get remotely fat, slowly starts gaining weight so they try to stick to a stricter diet only to lose to their worsening impulse control. Each newly added pound deepening their hunger until they finally surrender and blimp up permanently.
stuffing yourself way past your limits, your stomach begging for mercy but you keep shoving food into that greedy mouth anyway, you've already popped several buttons and your fat overfed belly feels so painfully tight, but it feels too good to stop>>>
"are you really going to eat all that?"
"you've really let yourself go, look at the size of you!"
"seriously? you're still hungry?"
"surely you can't fit anymore into that fat stomach of yours"
"what a pig"
😵💫😵💫
So I’m not into popping.
But I’m fucking obsessed with gluttony.
Eating to the point there your skin starts creaking and you genuinely feel as if your body is about to give way?
I’m very very into that.
I love seeing overstuffed, heaving, bellies on the verge of tearing~
Vore should be real
I should be eaten
You should eat me
Why? Because it is fate
I belong to you and your stomach
Digest me to satiate your hunger
Turn me into fat and feel my remains traveling inside your bowels to be disposed
I've been born for this purpose.
I wanna be fed, treated like a pet, treat after treat shoved in my mouth, stuffed to the brim till im groaning, and moaning. Heavily breathing. An out of breath, overfed hog. A pigpup for you to tease, humiliate, praise and abuse. 😳
I’m going to keep you painfully for every hour of every day.
Until your capacity meets my expectations.
What are those expectations? They vary based on my mood, your potential etc.
You’re going to have to eat, gorge, creak, and whine until I find out.
Hope you don’t pop~
I thought your goal weight was 250 fatty.
But the scale reads 300... you swear you can stop but soon you'll be 350
Then 400
Then 450
Then 500
Then 550
Then 600+
Face it fatty, you love this too much to stop... so just keep growing for me. There is no such thing as too big.
I love it when someone gets really fat and their blubber is so soft and wobbly that it looks like they've never exercised a day of their life. With every step, tidal waves of jiggling, swaying fat erupt from their body as their flab uselessly droops off their overfed frame.
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
*rubs your belly as you scroll by*
I am going to be the reason your body spirals out of control.
Sneaking you extra treats until they become full on stuffing sessions... doubling, no.. tripling your weight within only a few short months~
No one will recognize you with my help, pet~