Inflating like a beach ball π
My urge to grow bigger is getting out of control.. I want to stretch my capacity even more so I can spend hours feeding my fat belly until I'm pinned down under the weight of my overstuffed stomach filled up to the brim of bursting with tens of thousands of calories. Someone come make me huge π«π»
Oh god I got so much bigger this last month.. my belly hang alone has grown fatter than ever, filling up with new angry stretchmarks. But we are just getting started.. you're going to keep feeding me until I'm fatter and rounder than I could ever imagine, addicted to being funnel fed and praised for being such a good feedee π³
If only I was being filled up like that with cream.. feeling my belly helplessly growing rounder and heavier until it was too hard to stand.. only for the machine to keep filling me up with fattening liquid against my will making me bigger than ever before.. imagine the aftermath.. all these calories would turn my already fatter belly into a butterball ready to be filled up like a cream balloon once more π¦
After a filling family dinner and a few slices of birthday cake I had to make a stop at McDonald's to make sure I wouldn't get hungry by the time I went to bed.. well I guess I had forgotten how thirsty junk food makes me so I ended up desperately needing to chug a few cans of beers from my funnel to satisfy my belly.. which of course led to me to grabbing more chips to eat and to top everything off with a cider π€€
Ugh I love how big I'm getting π₯΅
Feeling my fat belly expand in my hands after chugging beers, emptying tons of snack packages inside it and funnel feeding it cake shakes is the most addicting feeling in the world π€€
You've spoiled me so much that I wish I had someone force feeding me even more π³π·
Look at what your constant feeding did to me π³
Ever since I started this page you've been fueling my gluttony more and more to the point that I'm now completely addicted to getting fatter.. night after night I lose control and end up mindlessly stuffing my belly, ignoring how full and round it's getting, until my cupboards and fridge are emptied out.. only for me to keep repeating that cycle of constant gluttony the very next day π₯΅
I can't believe I just chugged two cake shakes back to back.. my fat belly literally turned into an expanding cream balloon π³
Counting dinner and "snacks" there are over 7K calories worth of carbs, sugar and fat packed inside my distended stomach. I've gotten addicted to stuffing my greedy gut and it's starting to show.. my fattened up body has so many new stretchmarks that I can't keep track of them π₯΄
I know my clothes haven't been fitting me well lately but I just can't stop overeating.. it's getting harder and harder to get up from the couch after finishing every last snack in my cupboards.. but it feels so blissful laying back and rubbing my swollen belly resting heavy on my lap.. that feeling is so distracting.. someone should take advantage of how helplessly fat I've gotten and keep feeding me until they are satisfied π₯΅
I swear these jeans fit me a few months ago, I'm pretty sure I even put them on in the beginning of the summer π³
I have no idea how this happened, I was planning on chugging my cake shake quickly while wearing some skinny fit jeans but I ended up struggling for 5 minutes just to button them! Oof I got so sweaty and tired in the end that I was desperate to chug my weight gain shake to cool me off ππ·
You haven't seen your boss since the lockdown started but now it's time to get back in the office and he asked you, his trusty assistant, to help him pick what to wear. So you suggested him taking out his expensive suit from when he first got promoted, knowing full well how it would fit him.. after all he asked you to make sure you always have food at his door step during his breaks from working at home so he doesn't waste any time. But it looks like you had other plans in mind, you knew he doesn't like loose ends or half finished engagements. It started with ordering a larger pizza or another combo meal from his favorite junk food place but soon 2 planned meals turned into 4 and then piled bags of donuts started showing up with his daily order of creamy coffee. He couldn't stand to see any food go to waste, he felt compelled to finish everything. Once he started noticing how much time he spent sitting in his office chair you suggested making shakes that will help preserve his "muscle mass" and you made sure to put daily reminders to drink one on his calendar ever since. Your plan to turn your perfectionist boss into your fat feedee, addicted to this hedonistic lifestyle you introduced him to, has worked out perfectly. The only thing left for you to do was stuff his greedy butterball gut in his own office, locking the door behind you, you had filled up his long desk with more than enough fattening food to feed the entire floor. Instead of him looking at you in disbelief, he was already distracted by the blend of delicious scents right in front of him. At this point you knew what was going through his head but before you managed to speak he interrupted you, "I have to finish everything before getting back to work and you are going to make sure of that". After this night his fat belly would be all yours to double in size yet againπ€΅π»π·
Of course I had to chug another cake shake while struggling to squeeze into my old outfit after gaining 130 pounds of pure chub compared to the first 65 pounds of my gain.. exactly halfway through my journey π
So you know how you've been fueling my weight gain shake and snacks addiction by supporting me on here.. well I've gotten even fatter because of all of you π³
At this point I don't know how to stop π₯΅
I've been stuffing my belly every single night and chugging an entire weight gain shake on top of it only to follow it up with more carb filled snacks and alcohol π€€
You are going to make me really fat if I keep going like this π³
Let me know if any of these different angles are your new favorites β¨
And finally my first official weigh in after stuffing my belly! β¨
I can't believe I've managed to gain so much, especially the last half of the year! Your support has me living out one of my biggest feedee fantasies! I can't wait to keep getting fatter with your help and ket you stuff me as much as you want! π€€
Next goal 300 pounds!
Even tho I was already so bloated and heavy from stuffing my belly with pizza and beers the previous night, I couldn't help myself from indulging in all of my favorite snacks even after having a big plate of pasta Bolognese for dinner. Nowadays you might have noticed that I can chug my 2500 calorie shakes in one go.. and I love it! My fat belly even tho it's already well fed, suddenly swells up with double that amount of fattening calories just to end up spiking my cravings with all that sugar so I continue to stuff it with bags of chips and alcohol π·
These midnight snacking sessions are getting more and more fattening thanks to you guys..! I didn't know having access to as many of my favorite foods as I want would end up making me pack my belly with so many calories consecutively every single night! π₯΅
So here's a teaser of last night's stuffing..
Since most of you voted for a beer bloat, I couldn't resist trying π€€
After having dinner with my family I was really craving something greasy.. so I ordered a carry out Jumbo pizza from Domino's and greedily finished it all while watching TV but I was so absentminded that I forgot to drink anything.. I guess we all know what happened next π₯΄
But all the alcohol made my cravings start all over again.. so I had no choice but to start eating once more ignoring my bloated and incredibly burpy stomach. My newest addiction is having a bag of pizza flavored chips followed by another bag of chips with some extra spice like lemon & black pepper. Of course I can't have them without a drink.. so I grabbed two apple ciders to pair it up with each bag. Ugh my poor swollen belly was packed to the brim with pure carbs and alcohol, it was so taut and distended.. I always get so needy and desperate for belly rubs after stuffing it π₯΅