The Way @cutiedonutppl Has Blown Up Recently Is Amazing 👏 I Dream About Gains Like This.

Welcome to my page! Soooo... I guess I'm going to dedicate this page to my bodybuilding journey and feederism 🤷‍♂️ both are food driven and are forms of pursuing your ideal body. 😂😂 anyway... im a bodybuilding feeder, looking for a feedee to be my little piggy. You eat all the things I can't.

Sheeesshhhh

I love food 😋

I didn't think that she would be so greedy...

She's a hopeless romantic at heart but will do disgusting things to hear "Good girl."

I know at heart I'm a feeder, but I will always appreciate a nice booty. @kittyyslobber, you have been blessed. Idk what's in the food you've been eating, or in the water where you are, but that's a 🍑.

Gotta have all eyes on me when I enter a room 🥰

Dreaming of doing the nastiest things to a pretty girl while she's wearing my hoodies.

Would you ever do LDR on tumblr?

Yes. I would absolutely consider it. *Obviously* there are a bunch of factors on both sides to be considered before jumping into something like that. But being poly and having space for another partner, I would 100% consider it! I think it could be fun. Ultimately, I do want my partners close, but I see zero issues with enjoying ourselves at a distance in the interim.

Don’t Blame  Me:

       Since we met you’ve gained weight. You were a small, petite little thing with a tiny waste, visible hip bones, and perky little breasts. Your clavicle had always been defined, and society called you “pretty”. You were the standard. You fit in. Your size was available in every store, and everything you wore fit like it was made for you. But not anymore.

    Since we met, you’ve gained a considerable amount of weight. None of your old clothes fit, your once prominent hip bones have all but disappeared, and that oh so defined clavicle has been swallowed up by your fleshy mounds of breast tissue and fat. Your arms are big and soft, and your thighs rub and have cellulite.  Your belly hangs over your waistband and sits high and full between your ever growing breasts. You no longer fit the mold of Society’s standard. You have to custom order clothes, bras never fit, and you continue to spill out of everything you wear. You did this.

    “You made me fat." you say. But no, I only told you it was okay to eat what you wanted, and said it was fine to have seconds, thirds, maybe more. I told you I thought you were pretty. As you grew, I played with your soft tummy and poked fun as you wondered where it came from. You enjoyed it when I squeezed your rolls and slid my fingers between your folds. You loved the attention. The stares you got from people outside as your shirts rode up made you smirk. The way your soft parts bounced and wobbled made you blush... It turned you on when you were so full that your newfound belly was taught with food. You did this.

    I only encouraged you. I touched your body, I made you feel good. I called you my “Pretty Princess” and pet names that made you feel loved. I bought you clothes when yours no longer fit. I cooked more food when you ran out. I found new recipes for you to enjoy. I bought your favorite snacks in bulk. You want it? I’ll get it for you. You’re hungry? Here’s my ice cream. Let me get you a spoon. Oh, you want to try that? I’ll have it delivered! “I love you” I said. “You’re soft.” And “You give the best hugs.” Every night, you would fall asleep with me holding your full belly. Every time you got a bellyache, I was there to rub and massage you. I didn’t make you fat. You did.

      I sat and watched as you ate. I watched you get soft and round. I adored the way your hips got wide, your bosom grew, and your belly swelled. I thought it was cute, the way you seemed to nestle into your body as it enveloped you. You looked happy. Content. I wanted to support you. But *I* didn’t make you fat. *I* didn’t force you to eat. I merely handed you the fork.

Don’t blame me.

 -bigwhiteguy

Its a good one guys.... she was so bloated... 🤤 I was up late rubbing her aching belly in the aftermath. I can't get enough of @chunkubis-xxx belly. I can't wait to see how big she gets by this time next year.

New spicy link video up tonight. I packed this gut all day with ice cream and soups all these heavy creams are going to make me swell 🤤

Its that easy. Get eating. You said you wanted to be fat, right? You want to gain? I'll cook. You just sit there and fill your belly. There's belly rubs and squishes when you're done.

Consume 20,000 calories in a single day and earn a billion dollars. How will you do it?

Inspired by the recent (non-feedist) reddit post

But some of you might not need a billion dollars to feel inspired to try this. What if you did try to finish 20,000 calories in one day? Here's my strategy:

Start with 3 solid high calorie meals:

Breakfast: Peanut butter french toast (4 slices, 1500 calories)

Lunch: Rice bowl (1000 calories). Lightest meal, since you'll probably need a break

Dinner: Pasta inspired by Cheesecake Factory, like Alfredo or Napoletana. (~2500 calories)

For drinks, never have just water. Soda, juice, Gatorade, and sweet teas are all good options. Five 8 oz servings at 200 calories each adds an extra 1000 calories.

Snack with nuts throughout the day. One ounce of pecans is about 100 calories. Have a few handfuls throughout the day and easily add 1000 calories.

Your secret weapon is going to be a shake, of course. This recipe is easy enough to drink - not too heavy, but plenty of calories. Milk, cream, peanut butter, fruit, and of course, weight gain powder. 72 ounces to drink throughout the day, four pints total, enough to spread out with and between your meals. 12,000 calories.

That's 19,000. Top yourself off with spoonfuls of peanut butter or ice cream to push through to the finish, each one has about 100 calories each.

20,000 calories consumed in one day.

Claim your $1 billion and enjoy the growing fruits of your labors 😈