FYI, I don't just have a partner- or a feeder.I'm OWNED. 🐶
FYI, I don't just have a partner- or a feeder.
I'm OWNED. 🐶
FYI, I don't just have a partner- or a feeder.
I'm OWNED. 🐶
Is this what you want to see? ❤️🔥
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Saying goodbye to what's left of my old clothes 🥲
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Proud of this one..
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Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. 🤤
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You guys are weird for asking about my bld pressure... Anyway, here it is. 🤣
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Fridge Raider
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I was fit. He made me gross. That's love.
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Ate myself into a stupor. 🤤
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Would you eve know he was down there without the other camera angle? 🤣
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Which is more jiggly? This jello or this jello mold of a belly?
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Out here deep-throating sausages 🤤🌭
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I was vegged out on the couch, watching TV. Messy hair, no makeup, just cuddled under a blanket in my underwear, waiting for the food delivery I knew I wasn't supposed to have. Something easy, something private. My own little getaway- a sneaky stuffing on the living room couch. I even left a note:
"Knock softly. I'm supposed to be on a diet."
They didn't listen. The doorbell rang. I shot up in panic, but it was already too late. Over my protests- "It's probably just Amazon..." my boyfriend answered the door. And I was caught red-handed. But this time, he didn't let it slide. He knew exactly what I was up to. He grabbed a camera and a light stand and started documenting. He flipped the script on my peaceful mid-day indulgence, dressing me up like a pet: floral cat ears, white lace bracelets and necklace, trimmed with silly pink ribbons and bells. Every fidget, every awkward adjustment of my too-tight clothing, punctuated by tinny little jingles announcing my every move- leaving me nowhere to hide.
No privacy. No dignity. This wasn't a meal anymore. It was a punishment and a fetishistic spectacle. Stripped of dignity, of pride, of excuses. I tried to protest, but the more I struggled, the more he teased. "I could be enjoying this meal alone." "You could be at the gym right now." So, here I sit, unprepared, unvarnished, but put on display anyway- like a pet, like a dumb doll, mindlessly stuffing.
2025-04-22 12:14:05 +0000 UTC View PostJust a noble farmer hard at work. 🥲
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Eating a meal off his chest.. 🥵
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If your favorite feedee isn't using a fog machine, what are you even doing? 😝
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🎵 gluck gluck gluck gluck 🎵
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He told me to suck in... This is all I got. 🫠
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I'm cuddly enough to keep you warm all night. ❤️🔥
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Can't believe I never shared this one. 😝
2025-04-17 21:03:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe moment in 2019, my first year as a feedee, when I saw I was over 200 lbs! 🤭
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Whopper-Fueled Fat Slut
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That's a lot of sink. 😳
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I may have exceeded the weight limit of this ride. 😅
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A Whopper-Fueled Fat Slut is exactly what it sounds like: A girl who's given up on discipline, pride and dignity - because she's found something better. Shame tastes sweet when it's served up fast and easy. My body is the result of far too much indulgence: indulgence without pause, and in this video, you'll see exactly what kind of girl that has made me.
You were gaming. I was hungry. And when I saw your bag of Burger King sitting on the desk, still warm, uneaten, I knew I could take it from you. All I had to do was drop my plush ass in your lap. Smother you with my softness. Show you the size of the belly that you've helped me grow. And I was right. You didn't just give me your meal- you fed it to me. Because that's our deal: I let you use me, squeeze me, jiggle me, and in return, you stuff my greedy mouth and keep me fat.
I'm in some skimpy, silky pink sleepwear. It's too small for me, too short to hide what I've become. Dimpled thighs and wobbly ass on display. The heavy fold of my gut exposed by a top that's too short and a waistband that can't restrain me. Fat arms like overstuffed accent pillows. It's all out there. And you don't even have to ask anymore. You just dive in, grabbing and groping like it belongs to you- because it does.
You made me this way. And now I'm everything you wanted and more: lazy, swollen, starved for food and affection. A fat little whore who gets wet at the sound of crinkling fast food wrappers. I don't deserve this meal, but you want me to have it anyway.
2025-04-15 12:45:06 +0000 UTC View Post