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
We’re beautiful together, did you know?
Also, you can’t see it, but I have cheesecake on (and in) my belly :3
MURPH oh my god
so right though.
so deliciously right.
An image in my mind shows up
Of me, plus about 300 more pounds, and Michael squishing himself into me as I waddle down the hallway, my hips and belly rolls brushing the walls…
and all of a sudden I find myself unable to sleep and incredibly horny.
Always while he’s at work!
I am fat.
I am a feedee.
I have a fetish.
I gain weight because I want to.
I have fantasies sometimes about being the size of a lesser planet.
More important, I am a human being.
I think for myself, I take care of myself, I have a heart and feelings and I don’t care if you’re disgusted by me. I don’t care if you think I am hot as fuck. You don’t get to disrespect me or call me a fat slut unless I want you to. You don’t get to send me messages telling me that I’m killing myself. You don’t get to send me messages telling me that I need to ‘gain 100 more pounds before I get to suck your cock.’ Fuck you. I don’t exist to please you or anybody else. Just because we share the same fetish doesn’t mean we share the same way of practicing it. And when you start objectifying fat people - most not even feedists! - and generally being a disgusting person, you make it even more difficult for those of us that are genuinely good people just trying to enjoy this part of our sexuality that we can’t (and shouldn’t have to) deny. So let me get this straight for you, assholes. Before you think about sending me a message that lets me know you want to fatten me like the cow I am, or tell me that you jack off thinking about me gaining 1000 pounds, ask yourself, “Am I her boyfriend, the one she constantly talks about and so obviously loves?” and if the answer is no, kindly fuck off.
I AM NOT MY FAT. I AM NOT MY FETISH. I AM CHELSEA.
But really, it was so hot and fat and incredible and I didn’t ever want it to stop. Thinking about it is gonna make me weak at the knees for years to come.
If you’ve never been too full for ‘just one more bite.’
“You’re too full, and you’re begging me to be inside you, now? Well, if you have room for my cock, you have room for a few more bites.”
So ridiculously hot.
- Me: Full belly, happy belly, little ball of fat...
- Michael: Squishy belly, hanging belly, pat pat pat!
- Me: giggles and wiggles with happies
- Michael: *pats and rubs my belly*
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
So I made this pie today, and OMG it was amazing! It is a Dutch Apple Pie and the bottom crust is cinnamon roll. The top is covered with a Brown Sugar Crumble with the Cinnamon Roll Icing. It was freaking delicious! It is true… Cinnamon Rolls do make the best apple pie crust.
I am DMSing (D stands for During) and I am craving a shit ton of things
*and they aren’t all food
here you go:
Disclaimer: ignore my strange capitalization choices
Dr Pepper Berries & Cream
Roasted Glazed Pecans
Cinnamon Butter on Pumpernickel Bread
Shrimp with Cocktail Sauce
Lobster with Garlic Butter
Sweet Potatoes with Brown Sugar
A Soft Cuddly Nap After Belly Rubs
Loaded Baked Potatoes
Loaded Baked Potato Bites
Noodle’s Butt In My Hands
Strawberry Nutella Milkshake
Moose Sausage [honestly the best meat I’ve had in my life]
Jalapeno Poppers with Cream Cheese and Jam
Ultra Hot Fat Sex
Fingers Dug Into My Side Rolls
Peach Cobbler with lots of Ginger & Nutmeg
A Kajillion Orgasms
My Fingers In Michael’s Hair While He Fucks Me
Buttered Crescent Rolls
Shredded Wheat Bread
Broccoli and Cauliflower, Steamed
Garlic Green Beans
Cream Cheese on a Wild Berry Bagel
Soft Snuggles and Kisses
Pasta Salad [with pepperoni!]
Macaroni Salad (with banana peppers!)
Hershey’s With Almonds
Turtle Caramel Nut Shake from Steak ‘N Shake
Another Tattoo (or six)
A visit to the Eiffel Tower
French Onion Soup with Gruyere Cheese
Boops On The Nose
Bonks On The Forehead
Tequila Sunrises [equal parts orange juice and grenadine] :p
Crispy Potato Soft Taco
5 Layer Beefy Burrito
BK’s Sweet Potato Fries
Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Nuggets
More Belly [I already said that? Oh well.]
Chorizo Sausage In Arborio Rice (So basically a chorizo risotto)
but most of all
The scale in my house of non-fatties maxes out at 330 lbs. most store bought scales stop at 300, 330, 400, or 440. In my situation a 440 lb scale would work but it wouldn’t be useful after a few months, so I ask this: Where can I get a scale that goes much higher for not a lot of money? A max capacity of at least 600 lbs would be about right, if not higher.
I know at least two of my followers are BBW paysite models who have done weigh-in sets and likely know what’s up, so leave a reply or ask or something? :)
it is impossible not to get turned on (and ridiculously excited) now that I’ve officially seen this post.
I’m going to be so fat. :3