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aprosperousmonster · 5 hours

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eating ramen disgruntedly

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aprosperousmonster · 6 hours

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Is this experience universal or

#oh of course #thank you OP

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aprosperousmonster · 8 hours

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aprosperousmonster · 12 hours

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happy pride. here’s the link to wikipedias list of birds displaying homosexual behavior

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aprosperousmonster · 24 hours

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waiting mode

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aprosperousmonster · 3 days

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Twitter really liked her, so tumblr gets to see this mammoth gal too.

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aprosperousmonster · 14 days

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Confession: whenever I see a big round belly on someone IRL my brain flicks the switch the way a lot of people's do when they see booba. Summer is a difficult time for me currently because I will see a fat man in shorts and wonder how his belly would feel perched on the small of my back. I will spy a fat woman's belly and want her to smush me against a wall with it. You feel me? I am a Sufferer in Silence. I want all the beautiful fatties of the world to be loved and appreciated and a few of them to do physical things to me if that's OK.

Seems that according to the symptoms you are describing a common affliction known as "being horny"

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aprosperousmonster · 14 days

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Sure, lazy couch potato cheeseburger and french fry feederism is cool, but hear me out.

Give me feedees who don’t want to be helpless and immobile. Feedees who love their bodies but also love their hobbies. Feedees with interests apart from becoming a sentient couch for someone else to look after. Feedees who cosplay or garden or want to eat a variety of things. Feedees begging their feeders to learn how to make authentic chicken vindaloo, Jamaican style curried goat, maduros and ropa vieja, real pirogi, or llengas tacos. Feedees who work all day and come home and wolf down a table full of food because being productive enhances their appetite like no other. Feedees who absolutely want homemade apple butter and biscuits over egg mcmuffins. Feedees dragging their feeders out to the local U-Pick and eagerly filling their buckets with fresh summer berries and going “youre going to make pie AND cobbler right? and jam? i need that clove and raspberry jam. please.”

And give me feeders who can’t just cook, they can throw down. Feeders who can make - and cure - their own sausages and bacon. Feeders who bake bread without recipes because the way their feedee eats it’s honestly easier to just bake it than keep going to the store every single day. Feedees who take pride in the variety and quality of what they put into their feedee. Feeders getting mad their feedee bought canned whipped cream because fresh is so much better and of course, there’s whipping cream already in the fridge just get the hand mixer out it takes like 20 seconds what are you doing with the Reddi-Whip. Feeders who make artisan ice cream just for their feedees. Feeders grinning at the U-Pick because they’re going to make pie, cobbler, jam, and summer berry wine for when their feedee wants something special after dinner. Feeders who have enough food skill to run a homestead if they really wanted to.

Give me cozy, loving, interesting, high-variety, quality over quantity style feederism that’s less about size and more about nurturing and the long, drawn-out path between “starting” and “ending.” Give me a leisurely walk in the inbetween instead of a sprint, and live your life in the meantime.

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aprosperousmonster · 14 days

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Sure, lazy couch potato cheeseburger and french fry feederism is cool, but hear me out.

Give me feedees who don’t want to be helpless and immobile. Feedees who love their bodies but also love their hobbies. Feedees with interests apart from becoming a sentient couch for someone else to look after. Feedees who cosplay or garden or want to eat a variety of things. Feedees begging their feeders to learn how to make authentic chicken vindaloo, Jamaican style curried goat, maduros and ropa vieja, real pirogi, or llengas tacos. Feedees who work all day and come home and wolf down a table full of food because being productive enhances their appetite like no other. Feedees who absolutely want homemade apple butter and biscuits over egg mcmuffins. Feedees dragging their feeders out to the local U-Pick and eagerly filling their buckets with fresh summer berries and going “youre going to make pie AND cobbler right? and jam? i need that clove and raspberry jam. please.”

And give me feeders who can’t just cook, they can throw down. Feeders who can make - and cure - their own sausages and bacon. Feeders who bake bread without recipes because the way their feedee eats it’s honestly easier to just bake it than keep going to the store every single day. Feedees who take pride in the variety and quality of what they put into their feedee. Feeders getting mad their feedee bought canned whipped cream because fresh is so much better and of course, there’s whipping cream already in the fridge just get the hand mixer out it takes like 20 seconds what are you doing with the Reddi-Whip. Feeders who make artisan ice cream just for their feedees. Feeders grinning at the U-Pick because they’re going to make pie, cobbler, jam, and summer berry wine for when their feedee wants something special after dinner. Feeders who have enough food skill to run a homestead if they really wanted to.

Give me cozy, loving, interesting, high-variety, quality over quantity style feederism that’s less about size and more about nurturing and the long, drawn-out path between “starting” and “ending.” Give me a leisurely walk in the inbetween instead of a sprint, and live your life in the meantime.

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aprosperousmonster · 15 days

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