#stuffed ronpa

[tum-bakery]

I have a lot of old requests for Hin.ata so... I decided to draw him.

#goods from the ba.kery #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #ha.jime hin.ata #also the little dni returns because fandom spaces :/

[unluckybreadling]

instead of being forced to lose weight for mascot reason, after the world has gained a footing again with despair forces significantly down and the air and stuff mostly clear. Ma.koto now has the very fun task of GAINING weight for the company (on its dime too!) Because if the world sees that world's hope is gaining weight then that means the world must be healing! BUT they were only expecting him to gain like ~15, _20, ~25 lbs at the most because they wouldn't want him that huge.

this is like the BEST task that Ma.koto had gotten from the company. He enjoyed it *too well* because the next they knew he was 250+ lbs heavier.

LUCKILY, the world is lovin all his extra weight, plush which means they can sell a new marketable plushie of him that is fat editionTM

#he probably makes being fat n plus size cool again #Muna.kata was soooo ready to fire his ass until he saw the positive reception #-and the thirst tweets and edits he could HEAR their cats meowing the other side of the screen sooo bad- #tehehe #stuffedronpa #ma.koto na.egi #stuffed ronpa #wg text #text

[chunkmaeda]

Honestly might draw his different outfits (uniform, sdr2 outfit, udg outfit) over him bc. I’m pretty proud of this one (will post those versions later)

Also, thank you all so much for the kind words and appreciation!!! 🥰 I’m beyond honored that you guys like this, I seriously went crazy trying to find more chubby ko so I’m glad I can provide to other hungry degenerates ❤️❤️❤️

#chubby komaeda #chubby komaeda nagito #chubby nagito #feedee komaeda #feeding kink #komaeda nagito #feedism art #ko.maeda nag.ito #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #wg

[dangantums]

Spiked Eggnog

thinking about mondo oowada,,, with a chubby belly,,, and a belly ring,,, and tattoos,,, yeah,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

this fic contains: intox kink, burps, hiccups, SFW content, belly kink, belly rubs, bellyache

ship: I.shimondo

TLDR: m.ondo came home after celebrating the holidays with his friends a little intoxicated. k.iyotaka is left to try and soothe his bellyache.

Mondo Oowada stumbled through the hall of his apartment building after being dropped off by one of his friends. The biker had gone to a holiday party with some of his friends, which, of course, had a surplus amount of food and alcohol. Mondo had taken a liking to some spiked eggnog. He had been downing glass after glass of the rich, creamy beverage until the room started to spin. Thankfully he had a pal that wasn’t plastered to take him home.

The holiday decorations adorned the walls, and the twinkling lights seemed to mock him as he tried to maintain his balance. The festive atmosphere clashed with the uneasy churning in his stomach. "Damn it," Mondo mumbled to himself as he fumbled with his keys, finally managing to unlock the door. He staggered inside, the world spinning slightly around him. The spiked eggnog had hit him harder than he expected.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Mondo's boyfriend, looked up from his book that he had been reading on the couch, concern etching his features. His thick brows furrowed. "Mondo! You’re home late! And you don't look so good..."

Mondo let out a hiccup before responding, “Had too much fuckin’, uh… spiked eggnog shit. M’ belly hurts.”

The biker rubbed his belly as he swayed back and forth. Despite his large coat covering his midsection, the swelling and bloatedness was still noticeable.

Kiyotaka sighed, shaking his head. "Well, we'll have to deal with this situation. Let's get you comfortable."

Kiyotaka helped Mondo to the bedroom, where he sat down on their bed with a groan. The prefect assisted him with taking off his coat, his ruby red eyes immediately flickering down to inspect the damage.

"Alright, let me help you feel better," He said as he grabbed a pillow and gestured for Mondo to lie down.

Mondo complied, groaning as he settled onto the bed. Kiyotaka sat down beside him and began gently rubbing Mondo's distended belly through his shirt. As Kiyotaka's fingers continued their gentle exploration of Mondo's plush midsection, tracing intricate patterns across the soft, pliant expanse of Mondo's belly, he couldn't help but notice the newfound softness that the spiked eggnog had bestowed upon his boyfriend's belly. The fabric of Mondo's shirt strained against the well-fed curves and fat, creating delightful ripples with each subtle movement.

After Mondo let out another soft grunt followed by a hiccup, his large calloused hands moved sluggishly to undo the buttons that were barely holding the fabric together. Letting his belly be on full display. Mondo's chubby belly, adorned with the glistening silver belly ring and dragon tattoos, was a captivating sight. Each gentle press and knead accentuated the plushness of the flesh beneath.

The rhythmic kneading of Kiyotaka's fingers on Mondo's abdomen was like a carefully orchestrated dance. Each movement was deliberate, designed to alleviate the tension that had built up from the excessive spiked eggnog consumption. Kiyotaka's touch seemed to coax the trapped air from Mondo's belly, the occasional belch escaping as a testament to the relief being offered.

Mondo's eyes were closed, his face a mix of discomfort and pleasure. The warmth of Kiyotaka's hands radiated through his shirt, contrasting with the chill of the winter night outside. As Kiyotaka's fingers dipped into the softer areas around Mondo's navel, a quiet, satisfied groan escaped Mondo's lips.

"Ah, Taka, that's the spot," Mondo murmured, the tension in his voice giving way to a more relaxed tone. Kiyotaka couldn't help but smile at the response, continuing to rub Mondo's belly, applying a bit more pressure this time. As he worked his magic, he couldn't help but notice the subtle gurgles and burbles emanating from Mondo's overstuffed stomach.

"Brrrraaap! Man, that spiked eggnog really packs a punch," Mondo admitted tiredly, the belch reverberating in the quiet room.

Kiyotaka couldn't help but chuckle, though he maintained his gentle belly-rubbing motions. "That's it, honey. Let it all out.”

Mondo shifted on the bed, his distended gut letting out a low gurgle. “Hic – urrrp!! – ! Uhhh, sorry 'bout that, Taka," Mondo sheepishly apologized, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. His own hand feathered gentle touches along the underside of his stomach.

Kiyotaka chuckled softly, continuing his belly rubs. "No need to apologize, my love." If it was anyone else, he'd chew them out. Ridicule them on how rude and unprofessional they are. But it's Mondo -- a biker who's never cared for manners. The man he fell head over heels for.

The hiccups persisted, each one accompanied by a subtle bounce in Mondo's soft yet absurdly firm belly. Kiyotaka adjusted his touch, now incorporating gentle pats and soothing circles to help alleviate the unexpected spasms. As Kiyotaka continued his careful belly rubs, his fingers grazed over Mondo's exposed skin, tracing the edges of a silver belly ring that adorned Mondo's navel. Gently tracing over each tattoo.

"BrrRRRP! –  Ughh…" Mondo belched again, his hand half-heartedly covering his mouth to muffle it.

As the night wore on, the spiked eggnog's effects gradually subsided. Mondo's bellyache began to ease, and he found himself drifting off into a more peaceful slumber, the occasional belch still escaping as his body processed the liquid. Kiyotaka watched over him, a smile playing on his lips.

"Rest well, my dear. We shall face future festivities with a bit more caution, hm?”

#stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #burps #hiccups #fic #belly kink #male belly #eructo #m.ondo owada #m.ondo o.wada #k.iyotaka i.shimaru #k.iyotaka ishimaru #intox kink #bellyache #happy holidays!!!!!

[dangandecadence]

kam.ukura stuffing headcanons?? i'll take anything really. love that boy, there needs to be more content of him

Sure! This’ll be him as a feedee/stuffee and Makoto as a feeder/stuffer

Kam.ukura stuffing headcanons!!

He likely first stuffed himself when he was bored as normal… he never normally ate more then he needed to survive, but this was new so why not.

The pain in his gut was new… so even though it hurt, he kept going, wanting to experience the new feeling.

He wanted to keep going but he’d soon throw up. Luckily Makoto found him before that and while showering Izuru’s gut in affection, he convinced Izuru to stop for now.

Izuru sits on his ass all day, and with Makoto constantly bringing him food, it was no surprise when he started to gain a little potbelly.

Whenever Izuru eats, he stuffs himself to the brim! It concerns Makoto as much as it turns him on.

Izuru doesnt really burp much but instead lets out constant hiccups. He doesnt really have any manners when he does so since he really doesnt care.

His weight mostly spread to his gut and hips. His face left surprisingly slim and toned for quite a while.

Admittedly, Izuru never expected to get hard from eating loads… but he doesnt exactly hate the feeing. Neither does Makoto when he rides an overstuffed Izuru

#danganronpa smut #stuffedronpa #burp kink #stuffed ronpa #kam.ukura #iz.uru kam.ukura #ma.koto na.egi #burping kink #feederist

[chubbystuck]

got any more huge shuichi drawings to grace us with?

So many of you asked for danganron//pa I'm sorry I totally forgot about them😭

Here's a big emo protagonist for y'all, I draw side view too rarely

#fat #chubby #my art #stuffed ronpa #stuffedronpa

[thicckle]

hey hey heyyyy :) i’ve been inspired to start writing on this page (thanks @dangantums 🩷🩷), so please send in some prompts or characters you’d like to see! i’ll be focusing personally on i.shimondo as i’m on a HUGE kick w/ them. tags will be organized for r.onpa and not r.onpa, and check my tagged post!!

#r.onpa #stuffed ronpa #stuffedronpa #pickle speaks

[chubby-kiyo]

Well. It’s 3 am and of course I’m in the mood to make a convoluted kink post. So yeah. Feeder/ feedee hcs? Who is feeding who?

Trigger Happy Havoc:

Makoto Naegi: Feedee (I could see almost anyone with him, particularly Byakuya and Kyoko)

Byakuya Togami: Feeder (Makoto)

Kyoko Kirigiri: Feeder (Makoto)

Aoi Asahina: Feedee (Sakura)

Yasuhiro Hagakure: Neither? Literally just stuffs himself while high.

Toko Fukawa: Switch (Komaru)

Leon Kuwata: neither, but he is prone to getting fluffier during the offseason.

Sayaka Maizono: She was around for 5 seconds, I just don’t see a dynamic for her.

Chihiro Fujisaki: Feedee (Taka and Mondo)

Mondo Oowada: Feeder (Chihiro and Taka)

Kiyotaka Ishimaru: Switch (Chihiro and Mondo)

Sakura Oogami: Feeder (Hina)

Celestia Ludenberg: Feedee (Literally just enjoys being waited on. Doesn’t matter who)

Hifumi Yamada: Neither really. Will serve Celes tho.

Junko Enoshima: Switch (anyone who she cares to inflict despair upon)

Mukuro Ikusaba: Probably neither ngl.

Goodbye Despair:

Ultimate Imposter: Everything. The perfect feedee and concerned feeder combo, especially with Ryota.

Teruteru: Resident Feeder.

Mahiru: Feeder (Hiyoko)

Peko: Feeder (Fuyuhiko)

Fuyuhiko: Feedee (Peko, Hajime)

Hiyoko: Feedee (Mahiru)

Ibuki: Switch (Mikan, Imposter)

Mikan: Switch (Ibuki, Junko (I actually don’t like this one), Chiaki)

Gundam: Feeder vibes (Sonia, Kazuichi)

Sonia: switch (Gundam, Kazuichi)

Kazuichi: Feedee vibes (Sonia, Gundam, Hajime)

Nekomaru: Feeder (Akane)

Akane: Doesn’t need a feeder. She’s self sufficient enough.

Chiaki: Feeder (Mikan, Nagito, Hajime)

Nagito: Feedee (Hajime, Chiaki)

Hajime: Switch. Probably everyone at some point.

Killing Harmony:

Kaede: Feedee (Miu, Kirumi, Shuichi, Rantaro)

Rantaro: Switch (Kaede, Shuichi, Kirumi)

Kirumi: Resident feeder, but better though I do like concerned feeding scenarios with her.

Ryoma: no. Get this man a will to live, then we’ll talk.

Angie: Switchie

Tenko: Anything for Himiko. Or just. Like women in general.

Korekiyo: Feeder vibes, ik the username is misleading (Rantaro, Shuichi, Kirumi)

Gonta: Incapable of being kinky. But would be a concerned feeder.

Miu: Both. (Kaede, Kiibo, Kirumi)

Kokichi: Feedee (Shuichi, Kaito, Rantaro)

Shuichi: Both. He gets around. (Kaede, Kaito, Kokichi, Kiyo, Rantaro)

Kaito: Feeder (Shuichi, Kokichi)

Maki: Feeder? Yeah. She wouldn’t let anyone feed her.

Himiko: Feedee (Tenko, Angie)

Kiibo: Strictly feeder

Tsumugi: Probably both? I just personally don’t like her.

#stuffed ronpa #stuffedronpa #kiyo’s brainrot #stuffedronpa headcanons #chubby danganronpa

[yumtummytigger]

This is just a rarepair kink thing but like. like. li

#belly kink #stuffing #wg fiction #d.anganronpa #stuffed ronpa #r.yoma hoshi #stuffedronpa #t.eruteru hanamura #YOU CAN'T TELL ME THAT T.ERUTERU WOULDN'T BE INTO IT. YOU JUST CAN'T MAN #HE LATCHED ONTO T.WOGAMI IN THE FIRST CHAPTER AND WAS MORE THAN HAPPY TO COOK FOR THEM WHILE HE WAS STILL ALIVE #and whenever he sees a poor soul in need of some feeding (R.yoma) it's like he fucking locks onto them like a homing missle #and before you know it #suddenly their clothes dont fit anymore and they're stubbornly denying the possibility that they've become chunky #like what are you talking about it's just water weight #yeah if water had a shit ton of CALORIES

[hauntedmilkshake1]

I come from my cave to showcase a drabble i woke this morning because naegiri brain rot is real. Its pretty short but whatevs i need to get out of this writers block funk anyway i can.

Content Warning for suggestive themes.

“Makoto you *do* remember how long these jeans took to button this morning correct? And that was before the 3 slushies and however much butter was in that popcorn.” Kyoko protested, stifling a burp as she gazed down at her blubbery midsection, pondering slightly about the last time she truly saw her feet. Having her jeans unbuttoned after the meal was far from uncommon, along with wardrobe malfunctions in general, to the point of the initial embarrassment of having said wardrobe malfunction be non-existent at this point.

“Sure, but that shirt won’t stretch down far enough to cover you if we just leave it unbuttoned. And I don't want people staring at us and making a fuss.” Makoto replied, demonstrating that lack of free fabric by trying to tug down the faded T-shirt Kyoko had thrown on when getting ready, its design warped and stretched as it was forced down over her abdomen, only to slowly rise back up near to her chest. 

“Well even if they did make a fuss I’m sure it wouldn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things, it wouldn’t be the first time anyone would come up to us judging my appearance, certainly not the first time I’ve been stared at either. Unless this is a way of saying you just want me to burst out of these jeans don’t you?” Kyoko remarked with a slight grin at the end of her sentence, cupping a handful of her belly and drifting her hand over her lower spare tire, stifling another burp.

Makoto felt this face blush slightly, his cunning ruse slipping through like water.

“W-well it’s good for public decency that’s all! Besides these haven’t fit in ages anyway so we could also just go to the mall tomorrow and try on ne-”

“We have 10 minutes until the next movie starts playing, if you can get these buttoned in that time then we’ll follow your plan of “*public decency*” ok?” Kyoko stated, reaching over her gut and grabbing the two sides of her jeans, lazily tugging the button over her taut tummy.

*9 ½ minutes later*

-crrrrrrk-

“I can…barely breathe…” Kyoko mumbled as she waddled out of the theater room and into the main foyer. Each part of her near 515 lbs body jiggled with each movement. Somehow by the will of every strand of hope the two had gathered from their time knowing one another. Makoto got Kyoko’s pants buttoned. She could barely breathe and from all the food there was still a sliver of fat poking over the waistband but it all held together…relatively speaking. Kyoko was starting to regret the 3 chili cheese ‘dogs she had the waiter get for her before the movie started. And the slushies….and the big gulp soda. Regardless she was incredibly full and these jeans were not helping at all.

Thankfully, it was well into the evening so the main theater hall was void of commotion, aside from the few patrons topping up on popcorn or coming out of another screening.

“Almost to the elevator kiri…just a little further” Makoto reassured as he tried to keep his gaze off his girlfriend’s rippling beach ball of a gut struggling to be contained inside her ill-fitting “stretchy” jeans. They were the biggest size they had at the local mall and with Kyoko pushing further into the 500s…custom sizes were the next step to go really. Her gargantuan hips kept brushing against Makoto's thighs. Makoto looked back at Kyoko once again and realized very small rips and holes had appeared on the sides of her jeans.

“Huh, well that explains the popping sounds I heard when she got into the car.” Makoto thought to himself as they approached slowly to the elevator.

“From now on…leggings only…” Kyoko huffed out as she did her best to suck her overflowing tummy in as best she could, every movement she could feel the fabric stretch and groan ever more. The zipper had started to succumb to the pressure and she could hear a *TIK* every so often as the zipper slowly forced itself down its metallic pronged line slowly revealing a glimpse at both her panties and taut belly. 

“But you look so good in them! I'm sure there's other stores that sell bigger sizes!” Makoto said. He knew better than anyone that finding clothes for Kyoko was a nightmare, but dammit if he didn’t enjoy squeezing himself into a changing room with his girlfriend to help zip up another dress or have to unbutton another pair of pants after a meal. Those moments were too golden to pass up.

*Crrrrrrrk*

“Well, considering how the store clerk talked to us when we bought these last month…i doubt that…*huff* This is not comfortable…” Kyoko replied, her voice shifting from its usual direct and calm demeanor to almost groaning tone, her discomfort in her clothes clearly showing. Thankfully they’d finally reached the elevator and Makoto quickly pushed the button and they both walked into the small metal box, the frame pressing down slightly under Kyoko's girth.

The two took one last look at the emptying theater hall as the steel doors slammed shut and the metal contraption whirred its way down to the parking lot.

*CRRRRRRRRRK* 

*SNAP*

*POP*

Kyoko had finally given up trying to keep it all and finally relaxed her blubbery tummy, the button accepting its fate as it exploded off of her jeans and smacking into the face of the steel doors, leaving a faint mark on it as it did so, now landing by Makoto’s foot.

“Thank goodness…I can breathe again, at this point I’m far from bothered if anyone sees me like this.” Kyoko sighed with relief as she untucked her quivering gut and let it pool and droop over her crotch, letting another burp escape her mouth as she did so.

“I can see you enjoyed that show didn’t you?” Kyoko teased slightly, as she turned her head to Makoto, pretending not to notice the bulge forming in his own pants.

Makoto flushed a shade of red across his face as he nodded enthusiastically. Despite being together for so long and indulging in this hedonistic kink for so long too, Kyoko's mannerisms still made Makoto's mind have fireworks going off.

“I assume the parking lot is fairly empty by this point, and that little stunt did take a lot out of me. So if you’re feeling how i assume you are…let's indulge some more in the back seat of the car…and afterwhich, maybe some actual dinner too.” Kyoko muttered as she leaned into Makoto, her massive frame pressing into him, her plump lips meeting his for a quick kiss before the elevator went *DING* and the metallic doors slowly opened to the vacant parking lot.

“Yeah. That sounds lovely.” Makoto replied.

#stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #kyo.ko kiri.giri #mak.oto nae.gi

[tum-bakery]

maybe something christmas themed like someone stuffed or pregnant to look like santa?

I don't really like how this turned out but I tried

#goods from the ba.kery #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #stuffing #weightgain

[unluckybreadling]

Miscellaneous stuff gettin back into a groove

#stuffed ronpa #art #stuffedronpa #ma.koto na.egi #jamboart #mine #fat art #belly kink

[chunkmaeda]

Good news everyone!

Rejoice, I have made a separate art blog for chubby komaeda art cause, well, it’s just so sad the lack of art or fics for him!! Give me feedee komaeda!! (Well, i got sick of demanding it so I’m making it now)

#nagito komaeda #chubby komaeda #komaeda nagito #feedee komaeda #feedism art #feeding kink #feeder hajime #k.omaeda #h.ajime #h.inata #n.agito #chubby komaeda nagito #chubby nagito #komahina #komahina fanart #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa

[dangantums]

Handle His Liquor

me when i cave and write a short drabble,,,, because i kinda miss writing,,,, this doesn't mean i'm off hiatus, i'm still busy, but i'm going to attempt to post more,,, also expect more than stuffedronpa content!!!!

this fic contains: intox, burps, hiccups, SFW content

ship: n.aegamigiri

TLDR: b.yakuya thinks he can handle his liquor. news flash, he can't.

Byakuya Togami was known for his composed and sophisticated demeanor. However, on this particular evening, the atmosphere at his own home was-... off. Makoto and Kyoko were about to witness a rare sight - Byakuya Togami in a state of intoxication.

The dimly lit room was adorned with the soft glow of a few strategically placed lamps, casting long shadows on the elegant furniture. Byakuya, usually seen in impeccable suits, now lounged on a plush couch with his tie loosened and a glass of expensive whiskey in hand. His suit jacket was lazily tossed over the back of the couch as the blonde leaned against it. His glasses, usually perched perfectly on the bridge of his nose, were crooked in his face. His usual pale cheeks were red. The heir ran his tongue across his pearly-white teeth, trying to savor any remaining taste of liquor in his mouth. As if he hadn’t had enough already. Makoto Naegi and Kyoko Kirigiri exchanged surprised glances as they observed their lovers' uncharacteristic behavior. Byakuya, still maintaining a slight flush on his cheeks, tried to maintain an air of dignity despite the evident effects of alcohol.

"You know, this is preposterous," Byakuya declared with a wavering hand gesture, almost knocking over the crystal glass. Biting back a hiccup, he resumed. “You are treating me like-... like a child.”

Makoto nervously chuckled, "Uh, Byakuya, we just want to make sure you’re okay."

Byakuya scoffed, "Of course, I'm perfectly fine. Even inebriated, I am-... *mmph.* …superior to the common rabble."

Kyoko, observing the scene with her usual calm demeanor, arched an eyebrow. "It seems your judgment might be impaired, Togami. Perhaps you should refrain from further indulging in alcohol."

Byakuya dismissed her concern with a wave of his hand, attempting to stand up but swaying a bit in the process. The room seemed to spin, a grunt escaping the heir. The hand that wasn’t holding the bottle unconsciously held the side of his bloated, clothed gut. Lithe fingers feathered gentle touches into his own skin, feeling the gentle burbles beneath. "Nonsense. I-I can handle my liquor better than anyone."

As he stood, a sudden belch erupted from Byakuya's impeccably poised form, startling both Makoto and Kyoko. Byakuya, surprised by his own bodily function, stared at them with a mixture of embarrassment and defiance. The deafening silence between them didn’t last long before a hiss escaped Byakuya, hand rubbing over his bloated, liquor-filled belly. Another belch threatened his throat, but he muffled it with his opposite hand. Blue eyes half-lidded and glossy, he returned his gaze to his two partners standing in front of him. A glare appears on his face as he watches them both bite back a grin.

Makoto couldn't help but snicker and reply with a hint of sarcasm, "Wow, ‘Kuya. You can handle your liquor, huh?"

Byakuya scowled, attempting to regain his composure. "That wass m-merely a momentary lapse. I assure you, I am-... *mmrrp!* I am fine…” His back straightens, but he immediately hunches over again as he groans. His ears are ringing. He’s surely going to regret this in the morning.

Kyoko raised an eyebrow, "If you say so."

Despite Byakuya's attempts to maintain his dignity, his facade was crumbling. The three lovers found themselves in an unexpected and amusing situation, watching the usually stoic Togami struggle with the effects of alcohol. Makoto rushed to his side, the short brunette wrapping a supportive arm around Byakuya. The heir nearly growled at him, but eventually came to accept his fate as Makoto lowered him back onto the velvety sofa. Kyoko sat on the arm of the sofa, keeping her distance but watching her lovers interact - Makoto rubbed gentle circles over Byakuya’s belly, and the heir was now leaning all the way back. Eyes closing, sigh escaping his parted lips. Maybe he couldn’t handle his liquor after all.

#stuffed ronpa #stuffedronpa #burps #hiccups #intox kink #bya.kuya to.gami #ma.koto nae.gi #kyo.ko kiri.giri #nae.gamigiri

[dangandecadence]

How much donuts does it take for Hina's new dumptruck ass to destroy her shorts?

Surprisingly, not many. Hina’s metabolism is at an all time low with her just stuck inside. It took her only four boxes of donuts for her shorts to rip right in front of Makoto…

You seem to misunderstand though! He was very happy… in fact… he insisted she had more

#danganronpa smut #danganronpa ask blog #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa #feederist #feeding kink #ma.koto na.egi #a.oi ash.ihana

[chubbystuck]

Does that diet for Shuichi involve lots of cake by chance? 👀

You already know what's going on here

#my art #chubby #fat #bhm #stuffedronpa #stuffed ronpa