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[queercoshon]

I want you constantly high and intoxicated just as much as I want you constantly snacking. I want to see for myself how you'll look when you lose your grip on both reality and your weight, just so I can make all of the "sane" decisions for you - deciding what you'll do, wear, eat, everything. It's so much fun to watch you slowly become the docile cow you were born to be.

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I need more intox friends

[queercoshon]

I want you constantly high and intoxicated just as much as I want you constantly snacking. I want to see for myself how you'll look when you lose your grip on both reality and your weight, just so I can make all of the "sane" decisions for you - deciding what you'll do, wear, eat, everything. It's so much fun to watch you slowly become the docile cow you were born to be.

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[queercoshon]

I have been CRAVING this type of date recently (consensual ofc)

Take a fine piggy on a date whike they are in a skimpy, tight fitting outfit and start at the bar. Buy them drink after drink after drink until they properly drunk. Take them to dinner AFTER so they are a hot mess while we eat at the restaurant. Watch her order enough food to feed three grown men or more. Gently groping and caressing her and when the food arrives watch as she sloppily devours all her food. All the other guest eyes glance at her as she pigs out, belly out without a care in the world. They're probably whispering about how such a lady let herself get to be such a pig. Then afterwards when my piggy is stuffed to the limit, go to the bedroom where she is barely able to move because she is so full and just tease and tease her until finally I let her finish.

[queercoshon]

GUMROAD IS BANNING NSFW CONTENT IN THE NEXT 24 HOURS

I haven't seen anyone talk about this yet, so I might as well.

They've updated their content policy to comply with payment processor Stripe and Paypal's censorhip. They gave 24 hours. On March 16th 2024, Gumroad TOS will no longer allows sales of any written or drawn nsfw content.

This is going to hurt for so many creators. Giving that little time leaves people's source of income wildly unstable, especially with such a huge overhaul of what content is allowed.

I hate this. I hate what censorship is turning the internet into. I hate that nsfw content creators keeo getting pushed to the fringes, that they need to digitally migrate so often, because nowhere can be trusted to allow their art for long.

I don't know what to do next, there isn't some sort of "here's what you can do to help!" People just deserve to know.

[queercoshon]

If you're reading this, then yes, you should 100% get that thing you're craving. Do it. Eat up.

[queercoshon]

I never used to think obesity was a “disease”, that was until I realized what I had done to you….

When you first met me, you weren’t near the fat hog you are now. You didn’t have any of that massive, jiggly and overfed belly.. Hell all of you looks overfed and massive now, your belly is just the biggest part of you. Every part of you is so much fatter now, your arms are so much heavier to lift all the little snacks into your mouth, your tits just adding all that weight to your chest and back ontop of all that belly lard you carry around now. And your fat tree trunk legs that have had to gain muscle just to keep up with carrying your fatass around all day when you walk, or when I help you up to walk around that is….

You never expected to be like this, never in your wildest dreams did you think I would make you this obese, doubling, tripling your starting weight we met at. You agreed to gain a little bit of weight and thought the fetish was cute, but that slowly snowballed into you being my good fat cow. That’s all you’re good for now baby, is being my fat cow that just eats and grows for me.

You admitted it yourself, you can’t stop if you tried. You know you’re too far gone, you know you’ve lost all self control. And you know i’m not going to let you stop, I’m not going to stop making you so much fatter bigger, and more helpless to stop. You love all the snacks, meals, and shakes I help stuff and funnel you with in bed with all your favorite shows and games on all day. You couldn’t fathom getting a real job, not being a mindlessly stuffed pig all day, and having to be a real person with responsibilities that aren’t asking for more food or help stuffing your fat greedy self because you’ve gotten too lazy and fat.

I never expected to turn you into this, this mountain of gluttony, a pure growing pig filled with lard that has replaced all trace of self control and ability to hold back. You know just how much I love it by how much I fuck you everyday, im sure that’s been more motivation too, the bigger you’ve gotten the more we’ve had sex, and the better it’s gotten too piggy…. i don’t think we’re gonna be done stuffing you fatter anytime soon. I know you struggle everyday with your menial tasks and meals, you know how hot that is to me and how much more I want to see you struggle and beg me to keep piling pounds on your once tiny body, my fatass piggy.

[queercoshon]

Love love love the idea of a drunk/stoned stuffing, just a feedee downing a few (or several) drinks and toking up a few bowls/blunts/joints before just decimating several rounds of food. Gorging themselves shamelessly, their belly bulging out more and more as their crossfaded brain can only focus on how delicious their food is. Ignoring their bloated gut swelling up until it presses relentlessly into their pants button. They undo it and let out a long loud belch and rub their round bloated middle. Maybe they go as far as teasing themselves by lifting up their shirt to expose their midriff and babbling about how heavy and stuffed they feel while rubbing and jiggling their potbelly with loud uncontrollable burps blasting out in-between sentences 🥰😍❤

[queercoshon]

The din of the crowded bar faded as the door to the bathroom closed behind you. You click the lock, undo your pants, and immediately take a breath of relief.

It had been a long night of celebrations. Your friend was getting married and this was his last night of 'freedom.' The festivities started at a steakhouse, where appetizers, mains, desserts, and many drinks were had.

Your pants were already on the brink of being too tight when you left the house, but you could definitely feel your gut straining against the fabric as you jaunted out of there with all your buddies.

Next stop was everyone's favourite bar. On the way over marajuana was passed around. You have no idea how many joints were circling at once, you just know by the time you made it to the pub, your head was floating and gut roaringly hungry, despite being backed to the brim.

Some sportball event was blaring over the tv when you arrived. You didn't care, but your buds were all stoked, so many appetizers and beers were ordered. You forgot to feign interest in the game 4 beers after getting to the pub.

At this point everyone is visibly drunk, and you are definitely feeling it yourself. Hiccups were wracking your body, jostling the pressured contents of your stomach, shaking loose several beers. You suddenly realised you needed to pee, and somehow managed to stumble your way over to the 1 stall bathroom, missing the door handle on the first try.

Which brings you to now. You stumble/waddle over to the toilet, do your stuff, then do up your pants. Well, you try to. You automatically suck in to close the button (you have to do this even when you're not packed with food and booze now), but the button doesn't quite make it to the hole. When you try again, you try to push your gut out of the way with your arm, but its so rounded out you still have a hard time seeing over it. The button does not get any closer. You drop your belly and belch, which lets loose a new string of hiccups.

God, you're a pig. You'd given up dieting 6 months ago, gaining 20lbs in the first 3 months. All clothes starting to cling to your softening body. Not that you were horribly skinny before, but you were now nearing the heavier end of chubby. Three months ago you'd discovered the empty calories and lost inhibitions of alcohol, and all the benefits weed had. At least twice a week you pass out on your couch, empty takeout containers and beer cans scattered around you, gut creaking and gurgling dangerously. You think you've put on maybe 30 lbs in the last 3 months, but it's closer to 45.

This is evident in your clothing. This is your last pair of pants. You had to lay on your bed, suck in your gut, and use all your strength to get them closed. You could still feel the red indentations on your skin under your gut.

And rather than take it easy and be mindful of what you put in your belly, you consumed with reckless abandon. Leading you to this little bathroom, too fat and bloated to dress yourself decently.

You shake your belly, trying to belch out enough bloat to maybe get them done up. Even in this predicament, you start to fantasize about the beers you'll order once you go back out there, and maybe another basket of fried things.

You drop your gut and hazily look in the mirror. You look sloshed. Eyes completely red, a stupid grin plastered on your face, and even though your upper gut is clearly completely overfed, your belly still hangs low.

Your belly is hanging. You can barely see the button isn't done up. You manage to wiggle the zipper up and grin. No one will notice a thing! And now you definitely have more room without those pesky pants digging into your belly.

Satisfied, you pat your gut and waddle out the door, back to your friends, the food, and the many beers that await you.

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[queercoshon]

I promise I'm still thinking of those writing prompts, and I will get around to them! But, I found a blurb in my drafts I have no recollection of writing? I'll see if I can finish that today

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Actually updated my age in bio on time this year lol

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Oh my gosh. I LOVE your kept play thing story. I'm a queer domme feeder, super into body contrast, intox, being in control... AND my name is Olivia 😍 ur story hit me straight in the heart, immaculate writing and a very special personal touch for me 😉 keep up the good work!

Ahhh thank you🥺 I really appreciate that. I try my best to write towards audiences that don't usually get serviced in kink writing♡

Thank you again 💓

[queercoshon]

i need a solid week of eating so much that i can't move for hours at a time. maybe 2 weeks

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I know I have 2 lovely prompts waiting for writing, but I've just been hit with a huge wave of....nothing. No ideas, no desire to even try and write something down. I am thinking about them, and will put out something eventually, but it will take a little longer than I anticipated.

Thanks for understanding

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I just learned that weed science is apparently really advanced now and they can design strains of weed for specific things. So naturally I had to Google "weed designed for extra munchies" and now all I can think about is a feeder doing dispensary runs and specifically choosing strains to make me extra hungry and greedy

It's just next level enabling, leaning into an already brewing food addiction and lazy lifestyle

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This is it. This is what i want. Both roles tho

I sent this to another blog but because you're also into intox i thought I might share it with you too for maybe you to enjoy I don't know if this is... way too much, but I've got this fantasy of keeping somebody drunk and high for a prolonged period of time. Putting a blunt between their lips every time they open their mouths, getting them hazy and slow and stupid, and making sure they always have beer or cider or spirits or wine in their hands so they're constantly drunk, dumb and clumsy and sloshing. I keep them so intoxicated that they slowly yet steadily begin to forget their own name, forgetting that they're anything other than my precious pet, forget that they had a life outside of sitting on the couch and constantly being encouraged to empty their heads and forget how to think. All that alcohol makes their bellies sloshy and plump and rounded out, and the weed makes them hungry, so they eat and eat and eat and eat mindlessly as they steadily start to blow up and put on soft, plush fat littered with stretchmarks and crumbs, their entire body filling out and fattening up, love handles and double chins and bigger breasts/moobs and flabby arms and thick thighs and a belly that grows to be so big that it takes up most of their lap and they don't even notice it happening because I keep them so high and so drunk all the time that they're incapable of forming a single coherent thought, consumed only by pleasure and the desire to fill the gaping maw inside them with more food and drink, made so dumb by my hand that they don't remember who they are anymore other than my big fat piggy, knowing nothing that i will take care of them as they are made for nothing but pleasure and indulgence. I could talk about this forever but yeah, I think this is my darkest, most secret fantasy 👀👀 sorry if it's too much

please don’t apologize - you’re allowed to be into this, I just have to tag accordingly :)

I think this is really hot, actually, in a fantasy sense. it hits a lot of my kinks. intox, forced weight gain, complete and total submission, caring for someone to fatten them up…..all hot kinks of mine just pushed very far.

It would be very interesting to have that as a big secret life - going out into the world and going to work, hanging out with friends, doing your day to day stuff, only to come home to your fat, dumb, house pig who is only waiting for their next meal.