Do you want to..?
Do you want to..?
2023-05-01 14:46:11 +0000 UTC View Post
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What part of me would you want to squish/squeeze first?
What part of me would you want to squish/squeeze first?
2023-05-02 13:03:52 +0000 UTC View PostDo you want an ass so wide that you have to walk through doo..
Do you want an ass so wide that you have to walk through doors sideways?
2023-05-03 12:46:19 +0000 UTC View PostFrom May 8th - May 12th, the gorgeous Miss Bianca Baker and ..
From May 8th - May 12th, the gorgeous Miss Bianca Baker and I will be available for custom content. Please DM or email me at xutssbbw@gmail.com for details. Thanks! 😘💕
2023-05-05 13:19:31 +0000 UTC View PostDo you know who I am, Piggy? I'm the Goddess of Gluttony. I'..
Do you know who I am, Piggy? I'm the Goddess of Gluttony. I've come to you in your dreams to tell you something very important: when you wake, a nurse will be at your bedside. She will try to sway you from your gluttonous ways. You must stay steadfast in your descent into hedonism. You long to have your body engulfed in lard, to feel yourself pinned down under your own weight as you struggle to move. Be honest with yourself, Pig; you need this as much as I do.
2023-05-05 22:15:30 +0000 UTC View PostI have a confession. I fucked a random feeder last night. It..
I have a confession. I fucked a random feeder last night. It sparked ravenous hunger inside of me—the overwhelming need to feed and fuck. I'm about to eat a whole chocolate Bundt cake. I filled the center of the cake with Ben & Jerry's Half Baked and smothered it all in whipped cream. I have a container of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia melting on the counter to drink later. I'm out of control, and I love it! It's your turn to confess! You can DM me if you're shy, Piggy.
2023-05-20 18:24:15 +0000 UTC View PostFeaturing: @thicktiffany We have a confession to make. One ..
Featuring: @thicktiffany We have a confession to make. One that you might not like. We ask that you keep an open mind before you react to what we're about to say. The two of us decided that it would be really sexy if you got big and fat like us. We know that you prefer to stay fit and lean, but what fun is that? The reason your clothes don't fit anymore Sugar isn't because we shrank them in the wash; it's because we've been secretly fattening you.
2023-05-20 21:27:12 +0000 UTC View PostOops, it looks like I've gotten too fat for my clothes. This..
Oops, it looks like I've gotten too fat for my clothes. This shirt is skin tight and these shorts are looking more and more like panties. Are your clothes getting tight too Piggy?
2023-05-21 13:02:16 +0000 UTC View PostI've gorged myself to the point where my whole body is cover..
I've gorged myself to the point where my whole body is covered in a thick layer of soft supple lard. It's truly amazing how soft I am. Is your fat soft and squishy like mine or hard and firm?
2023-05-22 13:02:12 +0000 UTC View PostDisclaimer:As per OF’s ToS all characters within this story ..
Disclaimer:As per OF’s ToS all characters within this story are not directly related and are of 18+ years of age. Boyfriend to Blob, Chapter 3 The doorbell rings as you walk out of the bedroom, freshly dressed. Casually, you walk to the front door. The pandemic was awful, but contactless delivery—that’s the best! You open the door and reach down to pick up the massive extra-large pizza box, a large brown bag full of sides, and a 2-liter bottle of Coca-Cola. You carry your soon-to-be feast to the coffee table and set it down. As you stand upright, you absentmindedly tug your t-shirt back down. Totally oblivious to the fact that it had ridden up. "Babe, pizza's here!", you call out. You head to the kitchen to grab two red Solo cups, paper plates, and plastic cutlery. Your heart skips a beat at how little plasticware is left in the box; thankfully, you manage to find two forks. "Great success!", you think to yourself. Opening the cabinet, you see a single paper plate left. Fuck, you really must've been pigging out while she was gone. That's fine; you'll just give her the plate, and you'll use some paper towels. Reaching to grab a paper towel, you find only an empty roll. Fuck it, you'll just use some piece of a container from something you ordered; you're not picky. You mutter a silent prayer that there are still plastic cups as you open the other cabinet, and to your relief, there are three left. You pause for a moment and think, "Did I really almost drink my way through a whole family-sized pack of Solo cups while she was gone?". As you walk in, you see your girlfriend sitting on the couch. She's changed into something more comfortable: sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. You chuckle to yourself as you think of what size that t-shirt must be to be oversized on your land whale of a girlfriend. Damn, she looks sexy with that messy bun and chubby double chin. As she looks up at you, you see a look of utter bewilderment. "Why did you order so much food? You don't expect me to stuff for you after traveling all day, do you?", she says with a tone of annoyance. "No, no way!", you quickly respond as you run your hand through your hair nervously. This isn't going as you anticipated. "I just wanted us to have a nice dinner. I thought you'd be hungry from traveling all day. Plus, this way we'll have leftovers to pick at; there's not much in the fridge.", you say sheepishly. "Oh, thank you; that's thoughtful. I'm sorry for snapping at you. I'm just very tired, and I did not expect to come home to that kind of mess.", your girlfriend says quietly. "I'm sorry about that, truly, Babe, and I'm sorry for fucking up your return date. This place should've been spotless for your homecoming. I'm just thankful that I wasn't your ride home from the airport. If I'd fucked that up, I would've felt so bad,", you say in earnest. "Can I have a hug?", she asks quietly. "Of course you can.", you say as you move in to hug her. She's so soft and squishy. Her body feels so good pressed against yours. You've missed this. As much as you loved the freedom of being able to look freely, eat freely, play video games, watch porn, and jerk off, you missed this: her smell, the softness of her skin, and the warmth of her massively obese body. "I missed you, Babe,", you whisper into her hair. "I missed you too.", she says before moving to kiss you with her soft, supple lips. A few moments later, you break the kiss. "Let's eat, Babe; I'm starving! You must be too.", you say eagerly. Your girlfriend cocks an eyebrow in confusion and then agrees. You open up the massive pizza box, and then the containers of 20 hot wings, 8 mozzarella sticks, 12 fried stuffed raviolis, 2 large cream cheese-filled cannolis with the ends dipped in chocolate, and 20 fried dough balls with various sugar-loaded dipping sauces. You pour yourself and your girlfriend a large Solo cup filled nearly to the brim with Coca-Cola and hand it to her. She takes it and sets it on the coffee table in front of her. "This is so much food. Even on the nights we stuff, we don't order this much.", she says in awe. "You think? It doesn't seem like too much.", you say honestly. "You can't be serious.", she says as she turns towards you. She sees that you've already eaten most of a slice of pizza. You eat with one hand and reach for more with the other. She cocks an eyebrow but says nothing as she makes a plate for herself. By the time she has made a plate for herself, you've already eaten three pieces of pizza and moved on to the sides. You don't notice that she's watching you like a hawk as you shovel in the sides. "This is so good.", you moan contently. Suddenly, a massive belch erupts forth from deep within you and echoes throughout the room. Your girlfriend gives you a look of displeasure. "What happened to you while I was away? What is this?", she says as she gestures to you. "Clearly you didn't go to the gym while I was gone. You're too busy stuffing your greedy pig hole of a mouth to notice your t-shirt is riding up over your gut!", she says coldly. You look down to see that the new softness around your midsection is poking out the bottom of your t-shirt. You try to pull down the edge, but it just rides back up. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I've been a bit of a glutton while you were away. I guess eating like a total pig has increased my capacity. Don't worry, Babe, I'll lose it soon. I just need to get back to the gym. Let's pig out tonight and worry about tomorrow, tomorrow, okay?" you say with a slight sternness in your voice. "Fine.", she says dryly. "Oh, lighten up, Babe, you love food! Mangia!", you say with amusement. You move closer to her as you shove a fried ravioli into your mouth. "Wouldn’t you like a nice full belly for me to rub?", you ask her tenderly. "I can slowly rub your clit as you eat fried dough balls dipped in chocolate sauce. I'll even get the whipped cream for you if you like, Babe. I can pour it right into your mouth like you love it,", you say sensually. "Not tonight; I have a headache. I'm going to go into the bedroom and lay down.", she says matter-of-factly. "Oh, okay", you say defeatedly. "Why don't you put on a movie and enjoy pigging out on all this delicious food?", she says as she's walking away. "Whoa, your pig of a girlfriend never turns down food. She must really have one hell of a headache or still be super mad about this mess.", you think to yourself and sigh. "Oh well, why waste all this delicious food?", you think as you dig in. You fumble with the remote with greasy fingers and manage to put on some Marvel movie. Over the course of the next hour or so, you proceed to mindlessly eat your complex feelings about what just happened with your girlfriend. When you look down, you see your distended gut sticking out from the bottom of your rolled-up t-shirt and opened jeans. When did that happen? When did you mindlessly unzip your jeans to let your belly have more room? As you lazily rub your distended belly, a massive burp ushers forth, and then another. You feel some relief from the pressure in your overfed and overfilled stomach and reach forward to grab a cannoli. Moving makes you feel fuller than you did a moment ago. You feel the fullness of your gut as you lurch forward to grab the sugary, carb-loaded snack. As you slump back into the couch, you feel heavier than you ever have before. You feel your cock twitch in your pants. That's weird. You shrug and start devouring the fattening dessert. You moan as you bite into it. You devour it in seconds, despite being so full you can barely breathe. There's only one cannoli left. You could save it for your girlfriend, but an overwhelming desire to feed wells up inside of you, and you force your poor, calorie-packed body to lurch forward once more and snag the fattening treat. You're so full. You don't know why you're doing this, but some deep-seated, uncontrollable need drives you. You bite into the cannoli and moan around a mouthful; it's as good as the last and disappears just as fast. You lean back into the couch, completely glutted. Your belly is so distended that you look pregnant. You're consumed by a sudden urge to go look at yourself in the full-length bathroom mirror. It takes you a couple of tries to get your body to respond. All those calories are making your mind and movements slow. By the time you slowly shuffle into the bathroom, you're out of breath. Your body is struggling to take normal-sized breaths as your lungs are compressed by the sheer amount of food you stuffed into your poor stomach. As you look into the mirror, you're shocked by what you see. No longer does a fit, trim, and athletic twenty-something stand before you. You're so full; you truly do look pregnant. "What the fuck am I doing to myself? I really need to get back to the gym.", you think.
2023-05-22 16:06:22 +0000 UTC View PostIf you could choose, would you have a double or a single bel..
If you could choose, would you have a double or a single belly?
2023-05-23 13:01:43 +0000 UTC View Post
Do you want to feel my big flabby belly on your head as you ..
Do you want to feel my big flabby belly on your head as you eat my perfect plump pussy?
2023-05-25 13:01:41 +0000 UTC View PostYou've been such a prized pig for us. We love the way you ea..
You've been such a prized pig for us. We love the way you eat, and eat, and eat for us. How you show us every day what a greedy, gluttonous hog you truly are. That said, we've decided that you're simply not gaining weight fast enough for our liking. We want to see you absolutely balloon with lard. To do that, we need you to take the next step: the funnel.
2023-05-26 13:02:55 +0000 UTC View PostImagine yourself about to put your cock in my perfect plump ..
Imagine yourself about to put your cock in my perfect plump pussy. As you look at me, you're barely able to see my face over the mountain of fat. 🥵
2023-05-27 13:01:17 +0000 UTC View PostLet's have a contest! Who's belly is bigger? 😏🥵
Let's have a contest! Who's belly is bigger? 😏🥵
2023-05-28 13:01:12 +0000 UTC View PostOops, it looks like I've eaten myself to having more rolls t..
Oops, it looks like I've eaten myself to having more rolls than a bakery. 🍞🥐🥖
2023-05-29 13:01:33 +0000 UTC View PostDo you think that you're still fit enough to be able to fuck..
Do you think that you're still fit enough to be able to fuck me Piggy?
2023-05-30 13:01:16 +0000 UTC View PostI had sooooooooo much fun filming with Goddess Bianca. I can..
I had sooooooooo much fun filming with Goddess Bianca. I can't wait for you to see the content we filmed together. 😃🍆💦
2023-05-31 13:01:27 +0000 UTC View PostGoddess Bianca and I were inspired by Tank Girl's aesthetic.
Goddess Bianca and I were inspired by Tank Girl's aesthetic.
2023-06-01 13:00:58 +0000 UTC View PostBoyfriend to Blob, Chapter 4 As you look at your bloated bo..
Boyfriend to Blob, Chapter 4 As you look at your bloated body in the mirror, you feel compelled to see exactly how much damage you’ve done to yourself. You hold your breath as you step on the scale. As the bright red figure increases mercilessly, you let out a soft sigh and slump your shoulders in defeat. You look down past your protruding stomach to see it reads 202 lbs (92 kg/14 stone). How is it even possible that you’ve put on 12 lbs in 2 weeks?! As your stomach loudly gurgles with digestion, you remember that you’re completely stuffed. You think, “That’s not so bad then! I can totally work off a 6lb gain in no time.” You pat your overfed, overfilled, completely stuffed gut, and it makes a satisfying thump; it’s as tight as a drum. Your cock twitches in your tight sweats. You run your hand along your bloated belly, and it feels like Heaven. Your cock twitches again. As your thumb moves past your stretched, taut belly button, you inadvertently moan, and your cock begs for attention. “What the fuck am I doing? I’m supposed to be a feeder, not a feedee”, you wonder. “How could I do this to the body that I put so much time and effort into sculpting?”, you think, a bit disgusted with yourself. As you stare into the mirror, the reflection staring back at you makes you feel conflicted. Part of you wants to turn away, and the other wants to hyper-focus on your bloated belly. You can’t help but feel a pang of shame and embarrassment; this has to stop. —------------------------------------------------------------------ Days turned into months, and despite your best efforts to fight the fat, the pounds kept piling on. You’d lie to yourself and say that you were doing everything you could to stay healthy. That didn’t stop you from volunteering to do a drive-through run at lunch for the office or making sure that the house was stocked with snacks and beer for an all-night movie marathon. Your personal definition of what being healthy meant was getting swallowed up by your own laziness and love of greasy, fattening, calorie-laden fast food. You had always prided yourself on your strength and fitness, but now you were getting turned on by the sight of your own chubbiness. It was strange, to say the least, and though you knew it wasn’t healthy, you couldn’t stop yourself. As these conflicted feelings grew, so did your waistline. Only three months ago, you were in the best physical shape of your life, with tight abs and toned biceps, weighing in at a slender 180lbs. As you stepped on the scale, you were horrified by the number illuminated below you. You couldn’t believe it; somehow, in the span of three months, you gained 40 pounds. You knew you’d be cheating more than you should be, but this was ridiculous! You stood there looking down past the crest of your belly bulge as if mesmerized by the number: 220lbs. You looked in the full-length bathroom mirror and stared at your new body. You felt a whirlwind of emotions that ended in a strange kind of excitement rising up within you. At first, you tried to ignore the evidence before you and go on as if nothing was happening, but gradually, over the next month, you began to realize that all of your clothes were feeling increasingly tight. There was a sense of disbelief among your friends. How could this person, who had previously taken such good care of his body, be ballooning before them? They slowly stopped inviting you to work out with them, go hiking, or go camping. As your once flat stomach bulged over the waistline of your too-tight jeans, it became clear that their once-fit friend, who enjoyed going to the gym multiple times a week, was no more. Your girlfriend urged you to get back to the gym and make healthier food choices, but you chose to do the exact opposite. On the weekend, you would sleep in late and then spend the rest of the day gorging yourself like a greedy pig. The two of you stopped having sex. She avoided being home when you were, often working late at the office. The warning signs that your relationship was in trouble were there, but you chose to ignore them as well. Your gorgeous girlfriend had no patience for your new slothful and gluttonous ways. As a result, as your waistline grew, so did her resentment toward you. The two of you began to butt heads more and more. After weeks of tension and fighting, it was time for the relationship to come to an end. Your girlfriend refused to watch you glut yourself from fit to fat any longer. She was supposed to be the feedee, not you! You had made it clear from your ever-growing gut that you had no intention of changing your ways, so she packed up her things and left. You sat on the couch, beer in hand, feeling both sad and liberated at the same time. While you’d lost your love, you’d found a sense of freedom in this newfound lifestyle. Wiping the tears from your eyes, you picked up your cell phone and ordered yourself enough Chinese food to feed a family. What do you do with your life going forward?
2023-06-02 13:02:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe town pig has passed, and in our tradition, another must ..
The town pig has passed, and in our tradition, another must take his place. You have been chosen to be our town's new pig. From now on, you will be chained to the center of town, where you must eat any food that is given to you without exception. Every day, each of the townsfolk will give you a portion of their daily rations. It is your job to make sure that each and every bite is consumed each day before sunset. Why the long face? It is an honor to be chosen to be the town's new pig. Yours is as important a job as any other. You will be a constant reminder to the townsfolk of what happens if you overindulge. We simply can't have people greedily overindulging when food is so scarce. Don't worry, Piggy, as your body grows, so will your love for this job.
2023-06-02 13:02:24 +0000 UTC View Post
Do you want a big blubbery blob bods that takes up the whole..
Do you want a big blubbery blob bods that takes up the whole couch?
2023-06-06 13:00:36 +0000 UTC View PostI have soooo much fat to grab and play with. Where do you ho..
I have soooo much fat to grab and play with. Where do you hope the weight that you gain goes next?
2023-06-07 13:00:41 +0000 UTC View PostThese rolls are getting soooo thick!! 🐷
These rolls are getting soooo thick!! 🐷
2023-06-08 13:00:39 +0000 UTC View PostFt. @thicktiffany *All people depicted in this video are o..
Ft. @thicktiffany *All people depicted in this video are of legal age and not direct relatives.* Please sit down; we need to have a serious conversation. No, we're not mad per se; after all, you take after your moms. Your teacher called; we know that you failed gym and that you're on the verge of failing several other classes. We've made a decision; we're pulling you out of school. It has become obvious to us that you'd rather be a fat piggy than a productive member of society.
2023-06-09 13:02:21 +0000 UTC View Post