#feedism france

[fayamn-fr]

J'adore le terme gavage pour "force feeding".

C'est à la fois sexy et impose une relation de puissance avec la/le feedee : "Oui je vais te gaver, et tu vas adorer... Tu vas me faire du bon foie gras."

Puis décrire la/le feedee comme gavé(e) une fois son ventre plein c'est tellement parfait~

#feederisme #feedism france #gras #grossir #obèse #grasse #engraissage #gavage #gros #grosse

[sugarpopss]

Pierre and Feedism (kind of ) blurb

I am a paul dano girlie and I wholeheartedly believe that Pierre is an underrated vessel for kinky feedism stuff. I will spare the War and Peace fandom my maddness tho. I made @bucknastysbabe read this thank u for enabling my horny

Feedism with Pierre is more admiration, honestly.

He’s just a really big guy, always has been. He was a big kid, his governess stopped picking him up when he was four. It made him kind of sad and envious to see other children being picked up and swung around and held until they were nine or ten. He’s always felt awkward in his body, taller than adults as a young teenager, bigger than everyone else in the room as an adult. Not particularly unhappy with being fat in specific, but just clumsy and lumbering, like a bull in a china shop. And he’s always been kind of naturally indulgent, eating and drinking more than is maybe necessary. Good food, good conversation and good wine fueled his time in France, and he only got more acquainted with seeking physical pleasure when he returned to Moscow and reunited with Andrei and became part of that group. Pierre is also a nervous eater, at balls volleying between putting hors d'oeuvres and his own foot in his mouth. He’s well aware that he’s a lot of man, takes up alot of space-he’s bumped into enough people to know that. He knows that women don’t find him attractive, really, that they titter and giggle when he’s in the room, that the attraction was in his fortune and nothing else. But it’s Helene who drives the disgust home, who expresses visceral repulsion for everything about him, including his body and appetites, very shortly after their marriage. Then blah blah blah Napoleon character arc cult whatever-He’s got pretty lady (preferably me) and while he knows they’re a better match and she’s got a much kinder heart than Helene (a dead cat probably had a kinder heart then Helene, but still) but its still kind of mind blowing. He didn’t expect to be grabbed by thick love handles during lovemaking, didn’t expect her to place hot, open mouthed kisses on the insides of his fat thighs before taking him in her mouth (didn’t really expect to be taken in her mouth at all, a thing Helene did only once-on their wedding night-an experience that was mostly pleasurable except for the sting to his too-soft heart when she wrinkled her nose upon seeing the  pad of fat around the base his cock).He didn’t expect the hazy, lust addled gaze directed at him from across the table at meals, or the cool, soothing hands on his belly after an afternoon spent stress snacking in his study. 

#something being classic lit means nothing to me #my first kink conversation about basil and sybil from the picture of dorian gray feeding dorian in a tag team #paul dano pierre bezukhov #im just in a mood yknow

[growingfeedeeinfrance]

Bonjour Porcelet!🐷 As the feedee gainer community tends to be most prominent in the Anglosphere it's always delightful to encounter those from other cultures & countries discovering the delights of feedism & making it their own! It just shows our innate desire to get fat is such a truly universal impulse for aǁ of us! But I'm curious to ask how you as a French gainer girl view your experience striving to grow fatter with all of France's differing cultural attitudes to diet body-image & cuisine?

Ouch tough question😅 [TW: fatphobia, ED, suicide] I think my story is similar to those in the anglosphere but I can still share x)

The first thing I have to talk about is fatphobia. I was put on a diet at FIVE years old. I wasn't even allowed to go to Bday parties because of the sweets.

So I came to discover feedism at the same time as I began to struggle with eating disorders. I was 10/11 years old, anorexic and already fascinated by fat girls stuffing themselves online. I used to actually have a journal were I would write every synonyms, idioms etc related to being fat, repeating them all in my head to myself before falling asleep.

My teens years were hard because I tried so hard to suppress this kink, I was so ashamed of it, and of my body. Even though I was super fit and skinny. I basically tried for 10 years to get rid of this desire, a form of self-made "therapy conversation" rooted in the shame my mother's fatphobia (and society's) had ingrained in me. I guess the fact that everything was in english online made it a bit more "distanced" and easy to deal with? But I did have the same feelings toward that one episode from the Totally Spies ;)

It was only when I was 20, that I finally opened up to my partner about my kink because I just felled so sad and lonely. I had tried making connections in the online feedism community but I always failed 😅 Along the way I realized that the french langage didn't carry as much attraction and seduction to me when it came to feedism. Like I'm sorry you all but talking to me in french about feedism stuff is just almost always "anti-sexy" 😅

It wasn't for them so I didn't start anything IRL. But after my 2nd attempt at suicide, and during the 1st pandemic lockdown, I started gaining weight (because of some medications + lockdown I guess). I just had to ask myself what I wanted in life and who I wanted to be.

So I realized I was trans (I'm enby!) and that I wanted to pursue this kink in real life as much as I could. So I slowly started to center pleasure in my food habits, and tried to let go of the shame and the guilt (still trying). I have a malformation that makes it impossible for me to stuff myself (I throw up really easily) but I still tried to gradually increase my capacity.

I still feel sad and lonely because I fear that I will never meet someone in real life to share this kink with me. In all the spheres of my life (education, friends, activism...), I'm the fat one now. Which kind of drives me crazy because I'm not even that fat?!? And I'm just like "where are the other fat people?!?"

Even in diverse, kinky and sex positive places, feedism is always new to people and most of those spaces centers thin people. (I'm not "masc" enough to go to bear places 😅). Fatphobia is really pervasive in every spaces, and it's really hard to live through. For instance, EVERY transmasc spaces will center "thin/fit" bodies as the GOAL for transition. Like I want a more masculine body but I don't want to be thin. I want to keep my boobs and have less hips to reduce the "hourglass" body I have. It's super hard (almost impossible) to find cute, masc clothes that fit me. All of the environmental groups I'm in put big importance in highly physical activities and put fitness forward all the time. There is no relaxing or enjoying our bodies. WE HAVE TO BE FIT and want it. Public transport is also hard because the seats are so tiny (same in education). And fatphobia is still intense in medical places (like I went to see a cardiologist because my mom has heart issues and she told me my heart was super healthy but I still had to lose weight. why? no idea), and in familial settings (it's just for your heath etc etc).

Gaining would be soooo much easier if society wasn't so fatphobic. I hate it so much because I still have those moments where I feel I should try to lose weight because I fear I'm becoming "too ugly" (especially as a transmasc person) and I'll end up alone. And I've decided to center the relationships I have in my life and I don't want my partners to be disgusted by my body. That's why I never share my videos/photos with them and I only post on Tumblr. Thank you all for the feedist community online, I don't know where I'll be without it.

For the cuisine, having spent some times in the US, I have to admit that France's diversity in food makes gaining all the more enjoyable. And while yes, a lot of the food is centered around thinness/healthyness, most traditional dishes are much more hearty and fattening!!! (and delicious!!) And my sweet tooth is just in looove with french pastries!!! But I admit I like my twice a week american fast food x)

I don't know if I've really answered your question, don't hesitate if you want more details about some specific aspects of my experience in France!

[nowitsdarkfic]

meet the blogger/the fic writer

general:

name: Hannah 

nickname(s): nirvhannah, Chris, alisonchains 

hometown: Ventura (southwest of downtown LA, on the way to Santa Barbara)

age: twenty-six

gender: female 

myer-briggs: ENFP

sun sign: Aries 

moon sign: Aquarius 

sexuality: who knows 

religion: agnostic 

appearance:

height: 5′7″

hair: dark brown with blonde and reddish streaks 

eyes: solid brown 

weight: 228 (I’m a big girl)

favorites:

color: purple 

food: too much to choose from—really I’m better off saying what I don’t like

family member: my parents and my grandparents 

actor: Keanu Reeves, Al Pacino, Edward Norton, Benedict Cumberbatch, Johnny Depp (fight me), David Spade, Idris Elba

actress: Brittany Murphy, Sharon Stone, Audrey Hepburn, Uma Thurman, Charlize Theron, Gilda Radnor, Scarlett Johansson

beverage: coffee

country/countries: France, Italy, Japan, New Zealand, Sweden, Denmark, Germany, Georgia, Mongolia, South Korea, Haiti, the Ivory Coast

city/cities: Seattle, Portland, San Francisco, New Orleans, New York City, Santa Fe, Helsinki, Auckland 

book: The Portrait of Dorian Grey, Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, Interview with a Vampire, Blindness, the Harry Potter books, the Great Gatsby, the Hobbit

movie: Erin Brockovich, Midnight in Paris, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Pulp Fiction, Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, Blazing Saddles, The Goonies

show: Seinfeld, Friends, Sex and the City, Nip/Tuck, House, Sherlock, Doctor Who, The Simpsons, Family Guy, Beavis and Butthead, South Park, Ed Edd n’ Eddy (just Cartoon Network, really), Portlandia

music: (ha) Soundgarden, Nirvana, Chris Cornell, Audioslave, The Beatles, Black Sabbath, The Doors, Metallica, Megadeth, Anthrax, Joey Belladonna, Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, Mad Season, Stone Temple Pilots, Velvet Revolver, Mother Love Bone, Truly, Screaming Trees, Nine Inch Nails, Hole, Garbage, Rihanna, Avril Lavigne, Demi Lovato, Bob Dylan, David Bowie, Leonard Cohen, Mark Lanegan, Marilyn Manson, Type O Negative, Green Day, Ramones, Dead Kennedys, Pink Floyd, The Smashing Pumpkins, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jane's Addiction, My Chemical Romance, The Cure, Oasis, Blur, Tool, Korn, Deftones, Faith No More, Mr. Bungle, Bullet for My Valentine, Avenged Sevenfold, In This Moment, Opeth

app: Sketchbook 

scent: my perfume which is legit called “a little sexy”; i’m not sure how to describe it other than “soapy”, like I just took a shower 

holiday: Halloween 

season: springtime 

dog breed: Chinese crested (’cause my best friend was one 🐾🐾)

vs:

strawberry vs blueberry: blueberry (although strawberries are so luscious)

coke vs Pepsi: ehhhh, can’t stand either

grape vs cherry: cherry

day vs night: day

cats vs dogs: both 

Batman vs Superman: Batman

movies vs TV: movies

hockey vs football: hockey

fries vs onion rings: fries

likes: art, earth science, biology, books, cats and dogs, horses, reptiles, grunge, thrash metal, boys, erotica, pin-up style, 70s/dark 80s aesthetic, graffiti art, psychedelia, the Goth subculture, sci-fi, steampunk, things considered “taboo”, baseball, field hockey, tennis, cycling, Formula 1, hiking, the ocean, road trips, pastries, pasta, my mom’s baking, my grandpa’s cooking, trying on new clothes 

10 random facts:

I speak with a stutter (it’s not as bad as it used to be when I was little but I still have it and I’m still kind of insecure about it)

Refer back to my weighing over 200 pounds: I don’t even look it, and it’s kind of a trip to see women weigh less than me who are freaking huge. I’m as big as I am because the other alternative was literally starving to death: I almost became an anorexic when I was 13, and it came to a head when I was 19 and wouldn’t stop losing weight from depression. So as part of my recovery, I reconciled my relationship with food, and I just started eating. I’m trying to get up to 230 and tbh, I wouldn’t mind climbing up to 240.

It’s funny because I feel like such a rebel liking Joey as much as I do. The latest thing is to like fat boys and “dad bods”, and even taking it further and getting like almost morbid about it--when I was writing Have Your Cake I often lurked in the feedism tags on here to grasp the idea of the community; when I visit them now, the latest thing is to be like “this lifestyle is totally gonna kill you but you’re sooo hot so keep it up!”. This almost feels akin to when Audrey Hepburn came on the beauty scene with her thin elegance, the reaction to all of the full figured woman: he’s a slim, lush, gorgeous man who needs a lot more love (”raw beauty if I ever did see it” as Mr. Lang put it).

I’ve always wanted to get inked but I never know what to ink myself with, or where to put it for that matter.

The one time I ever cut my hair, like had it cut short, was 20 years ago in the first grade. The longest it’s ever been was down to the halfway point of my thigh when I was... 15? Right now it’s down around my butt.

Recovering cutter: I started in 2006 after my grandpa passed and then I stopped; did it again after my parents split in 2011, and again after Chris passed; I’ve been clean since August 22, 2017, three months following his death. 

Chris was a fan of my art. It’s true! My little cartoons never would’ve become the entities they are now without him.

My cartoons have been labelled everything from “grunge” to “metal” to (recently) “emo”. I’m actually fine with just any label you throw at them: just don’t call them anime because that’s not technically correct (anime is animation; manga is printed works, and even that’s bit of a stretch)--my writing meanwhile has been simply labelled “unusual”

I’ve always been a fic writer, but I never actually wrote-wrote a fanfic until I was a freshman in high school. I never went online with a fic until 2013 and then I pretty much stopped it for a few years to focus on school and preserving my mental health until earlier this year with Have Your Cake and Eat It.

Fuuuuuuuck I love food. Yeah, when I say you’re better off asking me what I don’t like I mean it. I will eat just about anything (i’m actually surprised I’m not fat tbh). I’m as much a lady of the flesh as I am a lady of intellect.

#meet the blogger #meet the author #fanfic writing #nirvhannahcornell #heavy metal fanfiction #grunge fanfiction #text

[fayamn-fr]

(C'est plus facile en Anglais sans les accords ><; )

Pour les filles :

Hmmmm... Un ventre adorable, ma petite laie~ C'est clair que t'es molle et a un couche de graisse, mais tu es encore si proche de la minceur... Nourris toi de bouffe grasse et calorique. Gaves toi de nourriture sucrée et engraissante. Remplis ton corps de tout ce qui est mauvais pour ta ligne mais bon pour faire de toi une grosse masse obèse, une grosse laie heureuse d'être si grasse et de plaire à sa feeder qui admire à quel point ses encouragements font de toi une hédoniste engraissée et soumise. Et dire que tu es venue toi-même me demander de t'encourager... Tu vas finir bien plus qu'obèse, car je sais qu'il y a en toi cette volonté et ce bonheur d'être grasse, grosse, large, molle, flasque, gavée, engraissée, d'être une truie d'une taille massive, et surtout de savoir qu'au moins une nana trouve cette gloutonnerie et futur corps obèse tellement sexy~

Pour les mecs :

Hmmmm... Un ventre adorable, mon petit porc~ C'est clair que t'es mou et a un couche de graisse, mais tu es encore si proche de la minceur... Nourris toi de bouffe grasse et calorique. Gaves toi de nourriture sucrée et engraissante. Remplis ton corps de tout ce qui est mauvais pour ta ligne mais bon pour faire de toi un gros tas obèse, un gros porc heureux d'être si gras et de plaire à sa feeder qui admire à quel point ses encouragements font de toi un hédoniste engraissé et soumis. Et dire que tu es venu toi-même me demander de t'encourager... Tu vas finir bien plus qu'obèse, car je sais qu'il y a en toi cette volonté et ce bonheur d'être gras, gros, large, mou, flasque, gavé, engraissé, d'être un porc d'une taille massive, et surtout de savoir qu'au moins une nana trouve cette gloutonnerie et futur corps obèse tellement sexy~

#feedism france #gras #grossir #feederisme #obèse #engraissage #fayfr #fayimpro #feedisme #grosse

[fayamn-fr]

Si tu me laisse faire... Ah, si je suis libre de faire ce que je désire avec ton corps... Je vais te gaver. T'engraisser. Te faire grossir. T'enlargir. Te nourrir bien plus que de raison. Te remplir de gras. Te couvrir de couche après couche de graisse. Te rendre obèse et continuer après. Te rendre accroc à la malbouffe. Te faire tout le temps grignoter. Te faire boire que des sodas. Te transformer en jouet de mes fantasmes. Te faire te complaire dans ta paresse et gloutonnerie. Te donner un corps assez gros pour contenir mon amour.

Je vais t'adorer pour m'avoir laissé le contrôle jusqu'à ce que tu passes le point de non retour et soit absolument à moi~

#fayimpro #feedism france #feedisme #feederisme #gras #grossir #engraissage #obèse #obésité

[fayamn-fr]

Naaaan, t'as toujours pas assez de graisse qui encombre ton corps obèse... Je veux te nourrir et te gaver jusqu'à que je sois satisfaite, autant que tu me le permettra. C'est pas une affaire de nombre sur la balance, c'est une affaire de plaisir absolu que j'ai à toucher et jouer avec ton corps engraissé et lourd.

#feedism france #gras #grossir #feederisme #grosse #obèse #engraissage #fayfr #fayimpro #feedisme

[fayamn-fr]

Le rêve ? Que je doive soulever ton gros ventre lourd pour faire plaisir à ce qu'il se cache dessous... Sans que tu puisses voir, il faut que tu me laisses faire ~

#feedism france #gras #grossir #feederisme #grosse #obèse #engraissage #fayfr #fayimpro #feedisme

[fayamn-fr]

Plus que Survivre

Contenu : Texte à la deuxième personne, prise de poids, lecteur féminin, feeder féminin, monde post-apo

Alors, est-ce que ma laie a grandi encore ? Je sais que t’as fini ta croissance, je parlais en largeur. Quelle question... Évidemment que tu t’es engraissée. Depuis que l’on a trouvé cet immense stock de conserves, tu ne fais que te gaver. Telle une bonne grosse vache à l’époque où il y avait encore des pâturages, tu fais du lard, et tu grossis, tu grossis sans fin...

Tu manges sans y penser, t’enfournes des tonnes de nourriture pleines de graisse et de sucre dans ta bouche, sans même t’inquiéter à quel point tu exploses ton niveau de calories journalier. Parce que rien n’a d’importance, hein ? Rien du tout ne t’intéresse, mis à part élargir, alourdir ton corps. Tu sens la graisse qui s’accumule sous ta peau, qui te fait des poignets d’amour et des bourrelets.

Tu sais ce qui va être drôle ? Quand on va éventuellement devoir bouger des ruines de ce supermarché et traverser le désert, tu comptes faire comment ? Tu as déjà bien dépassé le point de l’obésité. Regarde moi ce corps mou, flasque et rebondi... Mais quel physique de survivante ! Quelle vrai guerrière tu fais avec tes kilos en trop et ton double menton...

Y’a pas un muscle là dedans, ma grosse ! Juste une couche de gras aussi épaisse que le sable qui recouvre tout, et au cœur de ça, un énorme estomac, que tu passes ton temps à remplir sans jamais être pleine... S’il y a quelque chose que tu arrives à faire, c’est manger. Une véritable cochonne, qui dévore ce qu’il y a devant elle, sans avoir conscience que son corps prends du poids et prends de la valeur. Oh oui, je pourrais bien te revendre, je suis sûre qu’il y a du monde qui voudrait avoir la survivante la plus grasse du monde pour s’amuser un peu.

Ne me regarde pas comme ça, je vais te garder. C’est bien plus amusant pour moi de voir comment tu ravages ton corps repas après repas, comment tu engraisses un corps auparavant si frêle en une célébration de l’hédonisme. Je peux me moquer de toi sans aucun souci, puisque tu est incapable de te défendre. Tu me laisses répéter encore et encore que tu n’est qu’une laie inutile qui mange sans jamais s’arrêter.

Oh, mais qu’est-ce que je vais faire d’un gros tas comme ça... Tu sais que tu es assez grasse pour me servir de lit ? Et ne crois pas que je vais me gêner pour en profiter. Tu n’as pas assez de force pour m’opposer la moindre résistance, pauvre bétail obèse. Il y a tellement de graisse sur tes bras que tu peux à peine les bouger. Oh, tu essayes de me prouver le contraire ? Mais regarde ça, tu es déjà en manque d’oxygène. Ta respiration est si forte, et ton visage est rouge... Exténuée, ou honteuse ? C’est probablement les deux, n’est-ce-pas ?

Dans un monde où tout le monde essaie de survivre, toi tu t’engraisses plus que la plupart des gens de l’époque où l’on pouvait vivre paisiblement. Tu n’as donc que la bouffe en tête, hein ? Tu passes chaque moment de ta vie à enfoncer de la nourriture dans ta bouche, ou à rêver de le faire, pas vrai ? Ça fait quoi de vivre ton rêve alors ? Le rêve de n’être rien d’autre que du bétail, vivant pour grossir...

Et je suis sûre que ça te plaît. T’arrondir, t’alourdir, prendre du volume, devenir faible et inutile, une vrai boule de graisse, existante juste pour te gaver d’avantage. Tu sais ce que j’aimerais voir ? Que t’essayes de marcher, pour voir au bout de combien de pas tu te plains de n’avoir plus de force, et au bout de combien tu es à bout de souffle. Je compterai avec plaisir.

Oh, tu essayes vraiment ? Tu as réussi à te tenir debout, c’est un... Bon départ ? Allez, tu vas pas me faire croire qu’un pas est trop. Tu peux continuer, hein ? Laisse-moi t’aider. Oups ! Héhé, on ne tient pas debout ? Allons, j’ai juste posé ma main sur ton ventre, ce n’est pas de ma faute si t’es autant un gros tas. Tellement grasse que tu ne peux pas garder ton équilibre... C’est parce que tu es si gloutonne que tu n’as même pas pu t’habituer à ton propre poids. T’es une belle grosse laie.

Je compterai également le nombre de repas te séparant du moment où plus aucun de tes vêtements ne t’iront, car tu sera bien trop grasse pour rentrer dedans... A ce rythme, ça ne devrait pas tarder, pas vrai, ma vache obèse ?

Héhé... Tu sais, j’ai menti à propos d’un truc. On n’aura pas à traîner ton gros cul hors d’ici. Et oui, j’ai fait le calcul. T’auras beau te gaver autant que tu veux, il y a juste trop de nourriture impérissable ici pour que tu sois un jour à court. Donc c’est parti pour du pur engraissage de bovin, hein ? Je sais que je vais bien m’amuser à voir à quel point je peux te faire prendre de la place...

#prise de poids #fayécrit #feederisme #feederiste #2èmepersonne #grossir #grosse #obèse #gras #feedism france

[fayamn-fr]

Je vais choper tes bourrelets par derrière et te murmurer dans l'oreille : "fais gaffe tu risques de finir obèse à ce rythme..."

Je veux contempler à quel point ça va t'exciter avant de contribuer à l'engraissage en enfournant entre tes lèvres grasses plus de bouffe débordante de calories que tu n'utilisera jamais.

#fayimpro #fayfr #gras #grasse #grosse #gros #grossir #feedisme #feedism france #prise de poids

[growingfeedeeinfrance]

1, 8, 21, 26, 36 and 48 please?

1. Do you have a goal weight?

Not really? The higher the number the hotter for sure but with my ED history I don't weigh myself that much :/ Knowing that I'm at the 200pounds milestone is already a huuuuuge turn on, maybe the next one would be 100kg (220) ?

8. What’s sexier, weight or size?

Arg that's too hard!! Above those two what I do find sexier is how soft and jiggly the fat is, and I also looove a good round belly x)

21. Into public displays of feedism?

100%!!! I haven't had an opportunity to try but it's such a turn on!! I would looove to first try somewhere new where I don't know anyone, and really embarrass myself with a public stuffing in clothes way too small with a feeder to tease me!!

26. Do you want fat friends?

Soooooo much you have no idea. Living in France, I'm almost always the fatter in the room (even though I'm still pretty small for a fatty) and it's so lonely. I've been thinking of joining anti-fatphobia groups but they have really bad opinions of feedism so I kind of feel bad... I've also never been able to meet anyone else IRL being into this kink. Where are my kinky fatties at? When are you coming to Paris??

36. Do you want to stay fit or let yourself go?

Tough question. A part of me reeeaaaallly enjoy "feeling" strong and being able to do stuff, but as I've stopped all kind of physical activity, getting out of shape was/is really hot x) So it depends, if I'm able once again to find some form of physical activity I enjoy then I'll maybe more or less stay fit, otherwise I guess I'll stay and become even more out of shape x)

48. Do you wish everyone was fat, or would that make it less exciting?

EVERYONE GETS FAT!!!! Fat in and of itself is what's exciting, how it moves, how it feels, how it distributes on our bodies... uhmmm so hot!!

[growingfeedeeinfrance]

⭕️👂🔁

I can't find the red circle so I'm gonna say it's a mix of 🔴 and ◯ x)

🔴 I want to stuff you silly.

If you're in France we could make this happen ;)

◯ You need a fatter gut.

100% I would looove a much bigger and softer belly! Fat guts are the best!!! If you want to help me fatten up you can always tip me or buy from my clips4sale store ;)

👂 I wanna hear your naughty secrets/fattening fantasies.

Ooooh nice question! I have a few I already written posts about on here but I guess one thing that I fantasize about is going on a vacation and only getting out in too tight/small outfits to go to buffets with my feeder. Then any roleplay of humiliation, either in medical/sport setting, just being downgraded for what a fat pig I've become, and afterward switching to praises and body/fat/belly worship. I also would reeeaaallly love to have a feedee, just bringing them food and showering them in praises and little teases. But in the end, I'm quite a simple feedist: belly play will always be the best x)

🔃 I want to mutually gain with you.

Okay, please come to France so we can grow together! Mutual gaining is just so amazing, I would love to explore feedism with someone gaining along side me! Such an soft and pleasurable form of relationship!

[growingfeedeeinfrance]

🔴👂🍩🐽

🔴 I want to stuff you silly. & 🍩 I want to feed you. YES PLEASE, I need a feeder ASAP. If you're queer and in France, please drop in my DM. I really love eating but I'm just too lazy to feed myself now x)

👂 I wanna hear your naughty secrets/fattening fantasies. I don't really have any secrets, but what I really fantasize about is mostly stuff from "feedism 101": mutual gaining, teasing and degradation/humiliation (especially like RP with a doc or failed work out), pig play, outgrowing and ripping clothes, praise and of BELLY PLAY. I just want to be fat, happy and kinky ;) It also makes me hot to think about a place where everyone would want to be fat, as the standard beauty norm and what society it would be (one of pleasure and indulgence and sensuality, the dream). I've written a bunch of stuff on here already but there's always new ideas ;)

🐽 I want you to tease/humiliate me.

Uhmmm I would love to do that but it's hard to do to someone who's anonymous ;)