Ooooohhhh…Michael is such a good feeder when I’m high and we’re both awake…he just went to get me a fried chicken bacon clubhouse meal, a McDouble, a 10 piece McNugget, and some skittles.
Watching him pull out of the driveway was a turn on.
at one point I thought people’s negative reaction to feedism was mostly due to fatphobia but I’m beginning to think I was wrong
it’s ENTIRELY due to fatphobia
I’m really high, cute (with a bunch of our stuffed animals on our dresser), hot, fat, and horny tonight. In case you forgot that I love being fat, that I love my body, and that my Noodle is hot as fuck. Just thinking about how much I wish he was here gets me like this. (Feedist fetishy part next:) Thinking about him makes me remember how hot it is that I’m over 50 lbs heavier than I was when we met 2 years ago…fuck, it’s making me wet. Unfff.
A year of selfies. :)
When people who haven’t met my girlfriend ask about her, a part of my brain wants to describe her as follows: “She’s got a smile that fills up a room, and the rest of her is getting there…”
Every time I need a pick-me-up, I read this :3
I just went to Golden Corral and ate so much and I’m so full and it’s such a great feeling. :3
I’m fat. I’m jiggly. It’s hot. Protip: click the gif. The frame rate’s a lot better. I get a lot jigglier. :P
Sometimes belly doesn’t want to stay locked up in my pants like a cage. It seems I’m outgrowing these capris… :3
I’m super hungry but I don’t want fast food. I’m just burnt out on it. And I don’t want to take the time and money to buy and make and clean something myself because I know that I’ll be the only one that eats it and I might as well just cut up my debit card and top it with ranch and eat that because I spend so much of my money on food that I eat in one sitting. being a feedee is expensive; being a foodee feedee is really fucking expensive and hard, because I find fast food really boring and it does terrible things to my digestive system when it’s all I eat for a while. =/ Urgh.
Belly is empty and sad, my back is killing me, but I slept well, and got cuddles :3
This morning, so far, I’ve eaten:
three stadium bratwurst, in a bun with spicy brown mustard
about two pounds (ish) of incredibly tender, moist, juicy barbecued loin back ribs slathered in Sweet Baby Ray’s bbq sauce
roughly half a cup of mustard potato salad
two ears of corn, buttered
a few buttermilk and herb potato chips
a few scoops of cannoli ice cream in a cone
brown sugar-maple-rum-vanilla-cinnamon sauce glazed peaches (two full fresh ones) with vanilla ice cream
and I’m still hungry. Some days I can just never get full and I wish I could just get fatter with every bite I’m just so frustrated with this plateau. I keep gaining and losing the same ten or so pounds and I just wish I had the money to eat the way I wanted to constantly.
Unnfff, I’m so fat and frustrated.
Hey guys, it’s been a while since I’ve shown my rolls on my blog, and a lot of thinspo blogs have been following me lately and I really hate that so just because I want to remind the world that I really freaking love my body and my fat, there’s a [nsfw] picture under the cut.
I just had a huge, incredibly delicious breakfast at Cracker Barrel…and now I’m craving doughnuts and ice cream and belly jiggles and something else…
Obviously what Michael doesn’t eat, you should. All of it. I mean, come on now.
I’m not exactly sure that I’ll be able to eat it ALL, especially considering I might be making some dessert inspired by Giada De Laurentiis
and then later smoking a bowl and eating even more. But we’ll find out. ;] Challenges are always fun.
That sounds DELICIOUS.
And thank you Lloyd! I hope it will be!