I feel like there's only a few of us who would willingly be punished with extremely cumbersome fat bodies, with back breakingly heavy breasts and legs practically too wide to stand on.
Except we put up with all of those discomforts because it's literally all we've ever wanted.
Except we put up with all of those discomforts because it's literally all we've ever wanted.
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Helping someone give in completely to their gluttonous/hedonistic urges. Their body, a growing monument to their constant over indulgence. Every pound making it harder to continue, as if the body itself is trying to stop them...but I'm there to help...
Something about getting utterly engorged and fattened at somebody else’s hand is just so wonderful
If no one plays the voice of reason..then the cycle might never end...
I never want to be rid of it.
If i was with a feeder i'd be a 600 lbs heifer by now, but perhaps the extra kink-frustrated artwork has been a nice side effect...
A carnal, almost primal need to be coated in so much fat it spirals out of your own control
It’s a weird mix of voyeurism and deep personal, physical gratification
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