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queercoshon · 2 hours
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And here we are! Like I said earlier, please give me notes about this one. Thanks for your patience!
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Luke was dosing when he heard the front door rattle. He blearily looked at the clock under the tv; 2:30am. Either it was a very bad burglar, or Rainbow was back from the bachelorette party.
He brushed the crumbs off of his belly and beard, scooted to the edge of the couch, and rocked until he had enough momentum to get up. His shirt almost made it to the bottom of his belly, but tonight's binge made sure it would never get there.
By the time he shuffled to the door, the lock was still jiggling. Luke clicked it open, and on the other side was Rainbow, looking confused about the door, and drunk as hell.
"Oh hiiii, baby!" She threw her arms around him and buried her face in his moobs before looking up concerned. "I didn't wake you up, did I?"
Luke laughed and shook his head, leading her inside. He locked the door, and turned back to find her swaying as she tried to unzip her boots.
"You look like you had fun," he held her shoulders to help her out, knowing getting down on the floor to help was out of the question. Though, she would probably try to take him right there if she watched him try to haul his body up again.
Rainbow giggled and continued trying to pull her boots off. "It was great. Eliza totally let loose."
"Just Eliza, huh?"
She kicked her last boot off and huffed. "We got food and went to like... three bars, what was I supposed to do?"
Luke gently led her to the bedroom. "Exactly what you did. I'm glad you had fun baby."
He drank her in as she stumbled her way down the hallway. Her makeup was smudged, crop top askew, a few larger holes had ripped in her fishnets, and her skirt dug into her bulging beer belly.
He took another look. It was in fact true. Rainbow, his fit feeder girlfriend had drank enough to get a beer gut. Suddenly he was wide awake.
Rainbow dropped onto the bed and let out a loud burp before blushing. "I'm a liiil drunk I think."
Luke chuckled and started helping her undress, moving her arms through the holes of her shirt. "Really, you think?"
She nodded dumbly, and then frowned. "Whym'I shirtless and urr not? S'not fair." She fumbled with the edge of his shirt before sliding her hands over his big hairy gut. "Oooh you're warm."
Luke laughed and pulled off his shirt. He could see her blurry eyes hungrily taking him in.
"Keep getting undressed, princess."
She scrambled to ditch her apparel, struggling with all the holes in the fishet, ripping several of them even wider. Once they were haphazardly thrown towards the hamper she stumbled back to the edge of the bed. She looked up at Luke, glassy eyes shining, mouth slightly agape, and her dick pressing a very telling outline in her panties.
Luke leaned in, forcing her to lay back. She tried to prop herself up on her elbows, but slipped and just lay there, breath close to panting.
"Fuck, Luke," her desperation made her voice jump up a pitch. Luke let out a low growl in response.
He hefted up his gut, and then dropped it right on her, his underbelly bouncing over her lower belly and girlcock. Her eyes rolled back as she let out a moan.
Luke couldn't fuck her like he used to; he'd gotten too obese. However, he knew every way to get her off, and the night was just getting started.
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queercoshon · 6 hours
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I can’t stop thinking about stuffing you right now, pig.
I see you standing there in your cute little outfit, with a top so tight, and shorts so tiny that all anyone notices is your massive heaving gut jutting out over the waistband.
And I just want to stuff you.
I just want to grab you by the belly, pull you into a kitchen and force any food I can find into you.
Standing there, dazed and confused, you won’t know what hit you. You’ll just feel your mouth getting filled and your tummy getting touched.
Then the only thing you’ll feel is the pleasure of being forced full by me.
And just keep shoving more and more into you, never satisfied by your current weight.
I want you bigger.
I need you bigger.
And bigger you’ll get until you get so full you need to just lie on the ground and pant like the fat pig you are.
I’ll look on in pride and give you belly rubs, knowing that you’ve gotten so much fatter for me.
And just like that

I think about stuffing you again.
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queercoshon · 7 hours
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Side note, I'm almost done the story request for the drunk feeder I got in like, January. I've struggled with it a lot, so once I post it, please give notes! There's def room for improvement lol
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queercoshon · 7 hours
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I am once again desperate for more intox feedism content. Any reqs?
Preferably stories, but I'll take anything lol
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queercoshon · 7 hours
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making out in booth with girl that doesn't fit in the booth >>>>>
(YES IT WAS AWSOMR YES I DID ALMOST SUFFICATE YES I'LL DO IT AGAIN)
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queercoshon · 7 hours
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Get me so drunk and bloated I can't stand up straight then show me off to your friends đŸ„”
Let them use the tipsy little pig you picked up at the bar.
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queercoshon · 1 day
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I’m about to go to bed but before I do I wanted to say fat bellies straining button up shirts so that little diamonds of belly poke out is possibly the hottest thing on earth okay thank you and goodnight.
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queercoshon · 1 day
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get high
get high
get high
get high
get big
get obese
get stoned
get drunk
get stuffed
get full
get more full
get painfully full
get high and drunk again
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queercoshon · 1 day
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Let me fill you full of fattening food.
You know, all the unhealthy stuff you love.
Burgers, fries, cookies, cake, you name it.
Fill you full of calories until it starts to show. You grow a jiggly pot belly. Fill out your pants. Thighs rub together ever so slightly.
I rub your belly as I stuff you full. You begin to crave more. You crave to fatten up.
You grow a massive gut. You rarely get up now preferring to stay on the couch. You eat triple what you used to.
Soon you weigh triple too.
Any thoughts of going back are met with more food. Food and me have total control of you.
You know deep down you can never go back. Never be fit again. Never eat healthy again.
You’re too far gone.
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queercoshon · 3 days
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don't talk to me if you're not drunk high and eating your second pizza
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Ive swutched o beer and my belt is tightt
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Oh no i got hicccuppd
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queercoshon · 11 days
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I feel my belly slosh when i steps, so thats fun
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Brain blast! Instead of a drinking game it's an eating game or for any intox lovers a drink AND bite of food? Either way ending so huffy and puffy from aching fullness and little food left;)
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Wow I've had a lot of wine
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Make sure she is pushed to be a mindless fat slut for you. She just smoked an hour ago but she should be conditioned that she over does everything. She doesn't need another drink but make her anyway. She's probably too drunk but pour the hard liquor down her throat anyway. She probably already ate her daily calories but make her so high that she eats anyway
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queercoshon · 11 days
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Sometimes I just get a craving for the fattest, most massive, overstuffed, uncontrollably belching bellies and once it hits that's IT I'm DONE. Just lemme ONNNNNN GAH
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