Desperately Need To Get Fed And Strapped While Being Called A Good Girl.

plump little curve of belly pushing over a belt / waistband so unbelievably hot. and if the shirt's riding up a little bit. my god. anyone aware of this

this is no queer community, liberation and rights without black queers.

Doesn’t it feel so good to let go? To just eat whatever you want and let your body slowly become covered in soft, jiggly fat. To feel your belly start poking out of shirts that were once loose, and jiggle with every step you take. All while being so turned on by what you’re doing to yourself…turning yourself into an unrecognizable, horny, greedy piggy who just can’t stop themself from getting fatter.

Currently wishing for a fashionable enby dandy with sideburns to pick me up and hold me.

I want to see you too big for your clothes, fat, spilling everywhere, jiggling  in the most obscene way.

I want to make you bigger. Fatter. watchOS your movements become more laborious, until eventually you just can’t.

You need me to help but I just make it worse. Feed you more. Make you fatter.

So fat that you can’t reach yourself anymore, dependent on my whim to get you off.

Have you? Do you dare tag them? 😈

Pissed at being misgendered, but also feeling strange now that I might have experienced moderate dysphoria for the first time.

Ate more than 3200 calories for lunch. Holy fuck.

I’ve made my choice, im abandoning this blog.

I’ve learned a lesson, I can’t be openly trans on the internet.

Ever since I started getting a lot of attention on all my posts it’s been unbearable non-stop harassment. All because I dared to be a trans man on the internet who made posts about being a trans man. All because I dared to be a trans man who made sexual jokes. All because I dared to be a trans man who had a fucking backbone about anything and didn’t let people walk all over me.

I’ve gotten hundreds of transphobic comments and asks, and staff hasn’t done shit about it. I report and I report but nothing. The people who harass me just say up. They can tell me to kill myself. They can call me slurs. They can send me rape threats. And staff just lets it happen.

And I’m tired of it. I just wanted to have fun . I just wanted to shitpost.

I’m going to make a new general blog - one where it’s just me and my friends making shitposts again. Mutuals can DM and ask what it is.

so fucked up that goncharov is only on poob