Chelsea Jean. 20 years old. ISFJ.
Absolutely entirely in love with my
skinny Noodle boy.
fat [and loving it]. feedee. gainer. ommetaphobic. human. broken.
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I just want a day filled with eating and sex. Lots and lots and lots of both. Endless orgasms and endless snacks. I want to be stuffed full in every way; I want to feel fatter and look fatter and get fatter and feel my fat body being ravaged over and over again.
and then fucked until I can’t remember how to move.
I can’t stop fantasizing about feeling him between all of my new rolls when I get even fatter…so much so that I find myself getting wet as I eat, knowing that every bite adds a little more to me.
I think dark green was a good choice for this one. xD
Ugh. Now that I’ve seen it posted, I’m suddenly hungry…
One of my favorite fantasies is imagining myself growing fatter the longer he sleeps so that when he wakes up, he’s pressed into my much larger, softer body and feeling how excited it makes him. UNF.
Well if I wasn’t horngry before…
I’m so glad this blog exists and is willing to post my ridiculously unrealistic and sexual confessions. :3
There are days that - for some inexplicable reason - I just don’t have an appetite at all. It seems silly, but I get disappointed with myself when that happens.
gpoy [also, it’s my confession.]
My favorite thing to fantasize about is belly sex when I’m finally too big for him to wiggle himself between my thighs.
I love the way that my feeder makes me feel instantly fatter when he presses his much-smaller hips into me from behind and tries to wrap his arms completely around me and plays with my side and belly rolls while kissing my neck and whispers in my ear how much fatter I’m going to be. UNF.
Oh look, it’s mine! :3