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discomfort

As you continue to eat, your moans become more strained, filled with a mix of pleasure and discomfort. The weight of the food settles heavily in your belly, stretching it to its limits. You're achingly full, your body protesting against the excessive indulgence.

But they can't help but find it enticing, the way you writhe in your seat, your fingers gripping the edge of the table as if seeking some form of support. Your discomfort only fuels their desire to push you further, to see just how much you can take.

Their fingers trace along your soft jawline, down to your now-plump cheeks. As they press their hand against your distended abdomen, you can feel the weight of their touch, the warmth seeping into your skin.

"I think you ate too much, my love" They tease, their voice laced with a hint of playfulness "Just look at you now, a stuffed and bloated mess. Did you enjoy stuffing yourself silly?"

You whimper in response, unable to form coherent words as you struggle to find a comfortable position, instinctively arching into their touch. They let out a soft chuckle, their gaze fixated on your bulging belly. "All those extra bites, all that indulgence...it's really catching up to you, isn't it?”

But they have no intentions of stopping. If anything, they’re inclined to push you beyond your limits.

They scoop up another bite and bring it to your lips, enticing you with its aroma. Your lips part, and they feed it to you, loving in the way your mouth eagerly accepts, even as your stomach protests. "When did you get so greedy.." they continue, their voice dripping with a mixture of amusement and desire. "You just can't resist, can you?”

As they feed you more, they can't help but be captivated by the sight before them - your lips wrapping around the utensil, your tongue lapping up every last trace.

#gothfeedergf posts #im ovulating and its 3 am so i'll post smth #the annoying pushy feeder in the story is me

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Protests

As her hands gently kneaded your bloated belly, you couldn't help but let out another contented moan. The sensation of her touch, coupled with the fullness in your stomach, sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

She continues, feeding you a bite of a rich, creamy dessert. You savor each mouthful, feeling the weight of your stomach increasing with every bite, the sensation is both comforting and thrilling. As she continues to feed you, her touch becomes more intimate, alternating between gentle caresses and firm grasps.  

She leans in closer, her warm breath teasing your ear as she whispers, "Look at how big you’re getting, how well you've let yourself go for me." Her words send shivers down your spine, a blend of embarrassment and excitement coursing through you.

She watches your reaction closely, the way your cheeks flushed and your breath hitched. She knows the effect she has on you.

After a while, you knew that the discomfort in your belly was a sign that you were pushing your limits. The rational part of your mind urged you to protest.

She sensed your wavering resolve, your faint protests hanging in the air. With a soft, knowing smile, she leaned in closer. “Think about the moments you've held back,“ she continued, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of your distended belly, “don't you want to experience all the pleasure you've been denying yourself?"

You feel another spoonful of that sweet, creamy dessert at your lips. Your mouth hesitates for a moment, as if it wants to protest again, but the scent and the anticipation are simply too enticing. You open your mouth, letting her feed you yet another decadent mouthful. You swallowed, and it was as if your protests were being swallowed along with each bite.

You can feel your stomach stretching, protesting against the relentless intake of food. But even as you wince at the fullness, your desire to please her overrides the physical discomfort.

Another mouthful of the dessert met your lips, and you tried to hesitate, but your willpower was no match for her enchanting ways. You opened your mouth, letting her spoon-feed you another bite, and you swallowed it down.

"See how good you're being," she whispered, her breath warm against your ear. "You're making me so proud. Keep going."

#idk how i feel abt this one :/ #gothfeedergf posts

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As you watch them groan and rub their distended belly, you can't help but feel a rush of excitement. They’re completely stuffed and at your mercy, and you're going to take full advantage of the situation. 

"Are you regretting eating all of that delicious food?" you tease, smirking at their discomfort.

They moan in response, eyes closing as they try to deal with the pressure in their belly. You can't help but reach out and run your fingers over their bloated stomach, feeling the warmth and softness of their skin. 

"You look so cute when you're stuffed like this," you say, leaning in to place a kiss on their cheek. "I love how big you’re getting"

They whimper in response, unable to form words as they focus on their discomfort. But you know that they love this, love being pushed to their limits and indulging in their gluttonous desires. 

"Maybe we should get some dessert," you suggest with a sly grin. "I know you're already completely stuffed, but I think you can handle a little more, can't you?"

They groan in response, but you can see the excitement in their eyes. They want more, want to be stuffed even further until they can barely move.

And you're more than happy to oblige.

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As you sit down to eat, you feel a familiar sensation in your stomach. It's not hunger, but rather an insatiable desire for more food. You know you should stop, but the thought of filling your belly to the brim with delicious treats is too tempting to resist.

So you keep eating, feeling your stomach stretch and bulge with every bite. Your clothes feel tighter and you can practically feel the weight you've gained settling in on your hips and thighs.

But you don't care. In fact, you revel in it. You love the feeling of being full, of being satisfied in a way that only food can provide.

As you finish your meal, you glance down at your bulging belly and let out a contented sigh. You know you'll have to deal with the consequences of your indulgence later, but for now, you're happy to bask in the pleasure of your gluttony.

You decide to treat yourself to something sweet for dessert, relishing the way it slides down your throat and settles heavily in your already stuffed stomach.

You know that you'll keep gaining weight if you keep eating like this, but you can't help it. The thought of getting bigger, softer, and more indulgent is just too enticing to resist.

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the feminine urge to make your boyfriend gain like 50 lbs

#i dont even have a bf idk what i’m talking abt #gothfeedergf posts

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Oh, look at you, struggling to button up your pants. It's no surprise, really. You've been eating like an absolute pig lately. I bet you love it, don't you? Stuffing yourself full of food until you're practically bursting at the seams. It's no wonder your clothes don't fit anymore.

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You know what's even better than indulging in your food addiction? Knowing that it turns you on. The thought of being so greedy and out of control that you can't help but get horny is just too much for you to handle. So keep eating, keep getting turned on by your own greed. It just makes you more of a pathetic little piggy in my eyes.

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You love the feeling of being stuffed to the brim, don't you? All those extra calories filling you up and making you feel so heavy and helpless. You're addicted to the sensation of your belly pushing out further and further, your clothes straining at the seams. It's no wonder you can't resist reaching for another snack, another burger, another slice of pizza. You're just a gluttonous little piggy who can't get enough. And you know what? I love it. I love seeing you so out of control

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As I sat on the couch, I watched them devouring the pizza in front of them. Their eyes were closed, mouth filled with gooey cheese and savory sauce. I couldn't help but feel a warm sense of pride as I watched them indulge in their favorite food. 

"More, please," they moaned, their hand reaching out for another slice. I smiled and grabbed the next pizza box, eagerly opening it and offering another slice. As I watched them eat, I felt a familiar heat building inside of me. I loved feeding them, watching them grow fuller and heavier with each bite.

I couldn't resist reaching out to stroke their belly, which was already straining against their shirt. I knew that they were already feeling the effects of their indulgence. I leaned in to whisper in their ear, "You're so cute when you're eating."

I offered them another slice, and they eagerly took it, their eyes closing in bliss as they savored the flavors. I couldn't help but admire the way their round cheeks looked as they chewed.

"Are you getting full yet?" I asked, watching as they eagerly accepted another slice. They shook their head, their eyes twinkling with mischief. "Not yet" they replied, their hand reaching out for another slice.

I laughed and continued to feed them, watching their belly grow rounder and fuller with each bite.

"You're getting so big," I teased, my voice filled with adoration. 

They smiled and leaned back against the couch, their belly jutting out even further. "That's what you like, isn't it?"

#gothfeedergf posts #look what i found in my drafts #this was supposed to include intox stuff #but i’m not sure if ppl are into that???

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disclaimer: degradation

I know your dirty little secret. You're not just eating because you're hungry, are you? You get so turned on by stuffing yourself full of food. How embarrassing for you, you can't even control yourself when it comes to food. How pathetic can you get? But it’s okay, I know you can't help it.

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Disclaimer: humiliation !! kinda

You think I don't notice the way you sneak food every chance you get? Don't try to hide it, I know your little secret. You're addicted to the feeling of being full, of stuffing yourself until you can't move. No wonder you can't control yourself around food. You're nothing but a fat, greedy pig. And the worst part? You love it. You love the way your belly bulges over your pants, the way it jiggles when you walk, the way it sloshes when you're full. It's pathetic. But don't worry, I'll indulge your little addiction. I'll feed you until you're practically bursting at the seams, until you can't even breathe. And then, when you're lying there completely helpless, I'll remind you just how much of a fat, greedy pig you really are

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thinking about fat tummies in button up shirts

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disclaimer: nsfw

"Aw, look at you, all dressed up like a cute little housewife," he said with a smirk. "Just aching to fatten me up, aren't you?"

I blushed as I stood in front of the stove, stirring the pot of pasta. My frilly, pink apron was the only thing I wore, and I could feel his eyes on me as he sat at the nearby table, watching my every move.

But despite his teasing, I continue to cook for him, adding in extra butter just the way he likes it. 

He cleared his throat and stood up, making his way over to me. I could feel his breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear, " I can tell what you're really after, sweetheart”

My heart skipped a beat as he pressed himself against me. "I-I don't know what you're talking about." I stammered, trying to sound convincing.

He chuckled softly, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, come on, don't be shy," he teased, his hand coming to rest on my waist. "All this cooking and feeding me... you're making me fatter for your own enjoyment, aren't you?" he teased, his hand sliding down to my hips.

My heart was racing as his words sank in, and I felt a flush creeping up my neck. "I-I just want to make sure you're well-fed," I murmured, trying to sound innocent.

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my neck. "Well-fed, huh? Is that what you're calling it?" he whispered, his tone suggestive.

His hands slipped under my apron and cupped my breasts, making me gasp in pleasure. "So tell me, babe," he whispered, his voice low and sultry. "How much bigger do you want me” His kisses trailed down my neck as he teased, “I swear, I'm always hungry now, I can't seem to stop eating these days. My work clothes barely fit me anymore" he chuckled, pulling me closer to him. “You're the one who made me like this, you know?” he continued, his belly now pressed up against my back.

I let out a desperate whine, my body arching against his, craving more of his touch. His fingers dipped lower, slipping under the waistband of my panties, and I gasped at the sensation. He grinned wickedly, enjoying the effect he had on me. 

“Someone's feeling quite needy today, I can tell how much you want this." he whispered, his fingers parting and gliding over my slick folds with an achingly slow pace. "You've been cooking up more than just pasta sauce, haven't you?" he chuckled.

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, a shy smile spreading across my lips as I nodded, unable to form words in response.

"Tell me, sweetheart," he murmured between kisses, his fingers tracing tender circles before sliding inside me. " Is it my appetite that gets you off or is it the sight of me stuffing my face? Do you like seeing me eat? Do you enjoy watching me indulge in your cooking?" I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps as I tried to form coherent words.

He withdrew his fingers and spun me around to face him. "What’re you waiting for then? Feed me" he demanded, his tone playful but insistent

Without a word I grabbed a spoon and dipped it into the pot, scooping up a heaping spoonful of creamy pasta. I held it up to his lips, watching as he ate it, his tongue lapping up every last bit.

I grabbed another spoonful of pasta and brought it up to his lips. As he eagerly devoured it, I felt his fingers slip back inside me. "If you stop feeding me, I'll stop touching you."

So i continued feeding him, feeling his fingers delve deeper inside me in response. I dipped the spoon into the pot again and again and with each bite he took, I felt his fingers working inside me, hitting all the right spots and sending me closer and closer to the edge.

As the last spoonful disappeared, he pulled his fingers out of me and let out a contented sigh. "That was delicious." he said, his voice low and rough. "But I think it's time for dessert."

#n$fw !! #the world needs more sub feeder/dom feedee stuff #gothfeedergf posts

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You look so pretty when you eat, you know that? The way your lips wrap around each bite, the way your eyes flutter closed as you savor the taste...it's intoxicating. I can't help but want to watch you eat more, and more, and more. And what if I fed you each bite, ever so slowly, coaxing you into a state of pure ecstasy as your tummy swelled and grew heavier in my hands? Just imagine how vulnerable and at my mercy you would be, unable to resist as I guide you to take one more bite, and then another...and another..

#encouragement?????? #gothfeedergf posts

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Delivery girl

The delivery girl had been making rounds in the neighborhood for a few weeks now. She would always end up at the same house, delivering food to the same person. At first, they were just like any other customer: polite, friendly, and always grateful for the food.

But after a few deliveries, the delivery girl started to notice something different about them. They seemed to be putting on weight. Their clothes looked a little tighter, their face a little rounder. The girl couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction every time she saw them growing bigger.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that the delivery girl realized she was actually looking forward to delivering food to this person. She couldn't explain why, but something about watching them eat and grow was fascinating to her.

As time went on their once-flat belly expanded into a noticeable paunch, and their love handles grew rounder and more prominent. Their thighs thickened, causing their once-loose pants to strain against their expanding frame. Even their face showed signs of their indulgence.

With each visit, she found herself subtly encouraging them to indulge in more food. She would suggest extra servings of their favorites. She would linger a little longer during her deliveries, engaging in playful banter about food and indulgence, dropping hints about how deliciously fulfilling it could be to give in to cravings.

One day, the customer asked the delivery girl if she had any recommendations for them. The girl's heart raced as she rattled off some of the most decadent and high-calorie items on the menu.

From then on, the customer ordered only the most indulgent items, and the delivery girl couldn't wait to see the results of each meal.

With each delivery, the customer's body continued to change. Their belly grew rounder and more prominent, their love handles were now spilling over the waistband of their pants and their once-lean arms carried a layer of softness that wasn't there before. Their movements became slower and more deliberate, their steps shorter and heavier, as their body weight increased.

The delivery girl couldn't get enough of it. She found herself daydreaming about the customer's growing body, fantasizing about what it would be like to see them even bigger, to witness their ever-increasing appetite and indulgence. She wondered what they could look like if she pushed them even further.

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🧁 vanilla frosting 🧁

I preheated the oven and gathered all the ingredients for my favorite cake recipe. Flour, sugar, butter, eggs, vanilla extract, and a pinch of salt. I started mixing the dry ingredients, carefully measuring each one and sifting them into a bowl. The soft whirring of the mixer filled the kitchen as I slowly added the eggs, butter, and vanilla extract, creating a smooth, creamy batter.

As I was lost in the process of preparing the cake, I felt a familiar presence behind me. Their arms wrapped around me, and I could feel their warm breath against my ear as they inhaled deeply, taking in the delicious aroma of vanilla and sugar.

"Mm, what are you making?" they asked, their curiosity evident in their voice. I turned my head to look at them, and they were eyeing the mixing bowl with a hungry gaze. "Just a little something sweet," I replied, my own voice filled with mischief.

As I scooped the creamy frosting into a piping bag, a small dollop accidentally fell onto my finger. Before I could react, they leaned in and sucked it off, their tongue swirling around my fingertip.

I couldn't resist their eager appetite, and I decided to tease them further. I grabbed the piping bag filled with more frosting and slowly squeezed a small amount onto my finger, holding it out to them again. This time, they wasted no time in engulfing my finger with their mouth, sucking on it greedily.

"Can I try some more?" they asked, their cheeks turning slightly pink.

I carefully squeezed the piping bag, causing a generous stream of cream to flow out. I held it up to their mouth, teasingly brushing the tip against their lips before I slowly squeezed more cream onto their waiting tongue. They looked at me with surprise, but I could see the eagerness in their eyes as they obediently closed their lips around the piping bag and started to suck, savoring every bit of the sweet cream.

I couldn't help but be amused by their eagerness as they continued to suck on the piping bag, their lips wrapped tightly around it, savoring every lick and slurp. I watched as their cheeks puffed out slightly with each mouthful, their eyes locked on mine, a mischievous glint in their eye.

They made little noises of pleasure as they indulged in the delicious treat, completely lost in the moment. I couldn't resist teasing them, moving the piping bag away just as they were about to take another mouthful, making them pout and whine like a puppy.

With each squeeze of the piping bag, I saw their tummy swelling up slightly. The way they greedily lapped up the cream, their cheeks puffing out as they indulged, was incredibly alluring. They looked so adorable and needy, and I couldn't help but want to give them everything they desired, to indulge their every craving.

"Is it good?" I asked, running my fingers through their hair. They nodded eagerly, their cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, unable to form words with their mouth full of cream.

I continued to squeeze the piping bag, now moving it back and forth, making sure they got every last drop of the creamy goodness. They were completely lost in the moment, their lips working against the piping bag as they greedily sucked out the last traces of the frosting.

I slowly withdrew the piping bag, and they opened their eyes, looking a bit disappointed but still wearing a blissful smile. I couldn't resist reaching out to gently stroke their cheek, admiring how cute they looked with their cheeks still puffed out from all the frosting. I reached out to wipe away a smudge of cream from the corner of their mouth with my thumb.

"You're such a mess," I teased, a mischievous glint in my eye as I bring my thumb to their lips, making them lick away the last traces of the frosting. 

The oven beeps, signaling the cake is ready and I can't contain my excitement, knowing it's time to spoil them with more treats <3

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