After the wedding, we decided to have a honeymoon.
We agreed to go abroad. We said goodbye to the family and went to the apartment for the last night.
You woke up in the night, you tried to move your arms but realized they were attached to the bed. Suddenly you realized what was happening between your thighs...
I said to you - hey, something happened? I looked at you with big eyes.
- Piggy, I forgot to tell you that I postponed our flight to next week... I wanted to spend a few more days, you know... celebrate alone...
Faster than you responded, I inserted the soft tube into your mouth.
- I want you to look good on our honeymoon... and I already told you that it's a shame to be seen in public after marrying a guy under 160 kilograms...
suddenly there was a sound of a switch and you realized that the pipe was connected to the tank . I looked at you again with big, loving eyes. you drank, you drank… your stomach filled in the blink of an eye and you felt it stretching.
You knew it wasn't just gainer, usually after a dose like that you begged me to stop, but this time you just fell asleep instead... the last thing you saw was my lips kissing your forehead. You woke up in the morning and couldn't believe what had happened, you realized that you had to be connected to a fat gain machine all night long. Somehow you didn't feel lethargic, but your body told you otherwise. 20 kilos in one night? Impossible and yet.
Snap snap.... - oh ! you look beautiful... -
I said and put the Polaroid aside
- hey, honey, you look beautiful today, as I can see marriage must be having a good effect on you, right? ❤️ Are you ready for breakfast? I have already ordered….
person a and b both having a bit of an exhibitionist streak in them, especially when it came to eating with a group of friends.
they’d go out to a restaurant with their friends, sitting next to each other at the table. when the waiter comes over for drinks and appetizers, a orders themselves multiple appetizers, and a sugary soda to go with it. they eat and laugh with their friends, all the while throwing glances to b who’s next to them, watching them with a glint in their eye.
by the time a is done with all their appetizers, the waiter comes back over to take their orders. while the rest of the group orders lighter meals, a orders the largest burger on the menu, asking for extra fries and onion rings. before the waiter leaves, they ask if they can order another burger, too. b has to pretend they don’t choke on their water at the request, looking over at their lover who grins back at them mischievously.
they continue to talk like normal, catching up on work and vacations and pets, no one catching on to the tension between a and b. when the plates get brought out, one of the others at the table looks at a’s plate and laughs, asking if they’re sure they’ll be able to finish all that. a snorts when b grips their thigh, their own, much smaller plate paling in comparison to a’s.
a makes it through the first burger with ease, shoving fries and rings in their mouth along with it. b cant help but to glance over at them, then look around the table to see the way their friends were looking at a. occasionally, they’d let out a burp or a breathy moan, and b has to hold back their own moan at the way their friends look over at a, who’s busy shoving the second burger into their mouth.
by the time they’ve finished all their food, everyone else is long done and watching a eat, placing bets on whether or not they’ll be able to stomach it all. b shifts in their seat the whole time, their face burning red, watching their lover stuff their face, groaning around the food in their mouth. they lean back in their seat and let out a burp, a hand falling to rub at their belly, their eyes catching b’s, who was staring at them incredulously.
they push it a little further, whining a bit as they dig the heel of their palm into the crown of their belly, panting around a confession of how stuffed they are. one of their friends laughs, says they weren’t sure a could ever finish that much, while b burns with arousal beside them, their knuckles white from their grip on their own thigh.
as they all get up to leave, a turns to b and smiles as innocent as they can manage, asking if b can help them stand up, they’re so full they can barely move, and b almost trips over their own feet. they stumble through saying yes, as they help pull a to their feet. they walk out to the car together, one of a’s hands staying on their belly.
when they get to the car, b is on a immediately, leaning over the center console to kiss them, their hands falling to a’s stomach, rubbing their hands up and down their side, dipping under the shirt. when they pull away, a grins, “all that kissing got me worked up, i think i could do with a little snack.”
An acrylic painting on card, from 2004. Titled "The Wreck," it depicts a submerged sauropod carcass and a collection of small marine reptiles. I painted it for my friend and marine reptile expert Richard Forrest.
Big busty fat bartender woman who serves only the most calorically dense drinks
She's so hefty and charming, people can't help but keep coming back to spend time around her, so of course they have to get more and more drinks which bloat and fatten their bellies with each visit to her bar, each patron hoping to look round and bloated enough to earn a belly pat or cheek kiss from the lusty busty bar tender who loves watching them all swell for her approval~
Two people start dating, fall for one another, and become comfortable enough to confess something: they're both feeders. It's a curveball, definitely. Neither of them are feedees in the least, and they're not interested in mutual gaining. What to do? Their relationship is perfect aside from this, but it isn't something either of them can deny.
So, they discuss the possibility of adding a 3rd to their relationship: a serious feedee. Someone who is ready to completely throw ambition aside and basically become a doted-on house pet. The couple can have their feeder desires fulfilled, they maintain their loving relationship, and the feedee gets to be double overfed.
After a little while of searching, they find someone perfect. All three have been chatting for a while, they've met up a few times, and they're all in agreement for the feedee to move in to the feeders' house.
It begins immediately. All parties are eager to start. The feeders make sure their feedee is eating 5 full meals per day, with snacks. The feedee is completely adored. Hand fed, encouraged, caressed, just spoiled beyond belief. The arousal that builds as feedings continue is unrivaled. Absolute euphoria.
The effects of such infatuation on all sides is...startling. In just a short amount of time, the feedee has piled on weight like crazy. With food and attention in excess, their body can't help but swell to more than twice the size of either of their feeders. Every need and desire is fulfilled. They're enabled to be the ever-fattening partner that each of them wanted.
For the feeders, just having a feedee that they can share is a strong aphrodisiac. Not only can they not keep their hands off their fattened pet, but they can't keep their hands off each other. The house is just permeated with desire and indulgence.
Finally got around to finishing what I had planned as a Valentines post, ignore the fact that it's march now XDD
This is a follow up to this post I shared around mid-february in honor of my two favorite lovebugs ;p
If you thought they couldn't get any cheesier, you were dead wrong-
Vanessa is holding back the very strong urge to BITE BITE BITE BI-
(also if it wasn't clear, here's the dialogue for the last page XD)
Damien: Huh.. It's like.. dough..? So soft...
Vanessa: Yeah...
Damien: ...You wanna make out?
Vanessa: Yeah.
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