Miley Cyrus

I wrote a story about the day of this photo, it’s a few month old. This was actually before lunch! My thighs and booty have grown dramatically lately. Comment and react if you’d like to see more! ❤️😍 love you guys.

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BURGERS AND FRIENDS!

I've always loved food, but lately, it seemed like my appetite was insatiable. No matter how much I ate, I was always hungry. My clothes were starting to feel tighter, especially my favorite pair of jeans that hugged my curves just right. I knew I needed to be careful, but I didn't want my growing appetite to get in the way of having fun with my friends.

One sunny afternoon, I met up with my friends, Mia and Emma, for lunch at our favorite café. We ordered burgers and fries, and my mouth watered at the sight of the juicy patty and crispy fries. As we chatted away, I noticed that Mia and Emma weren't finishing their meals.

"Are you guys full already?" I asked, eyeing the remaining food on their plates.

"Yeah, I think I overestimated how hungry I was," Mia said, pushing her plate away.

"I'm not that hungry today," Emma added, taking a sip of her drink.

I felt a pang of jealousy as I looked at their uneaten food. I wanted to finish it so badly, but I didn't want to appear greedy. However, my hunger was getting the best of me. Without thinking twice, I asked, "Can I finish it?"

Mia and Emma exchanged a surprised glance but agreed with a smile. I felt a rush of excitement as I started devouring the leftover burger and fries. The taste was heavenly, and my hunger vanished temporarily.

But as I stood up to leave, I felt a sudden discomfort around my waist. My jeans were too tight. I tried to ignore the feeling and hoped that no one would notice. But as we walked down the street, I felt like my jeans were getting tighter with each step.

"Are you okay?" Mia asked, noticing my uncomfortable expression.

I blushed, feeling embarrassed. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just feeling a little bloated." It felt like my jeans were going to give way on me.

This photo was from before I went out to dinner, if you want to see the after photos let me know. This is from about 4 months ago, my appetite has grown massively since then. I may try these jeans now to see if they still fit. Comment and react if you want me to upload the results.
 

UNBUTTONING FOR SECONDS AT DINNER.

Hi there, my name is Tiffany, and I have a story to tell you. It was just last night when I went out to dinner with some of my closest friends. We decided to try out this new restaurant in town, and I was so excited because I had heard great things about the food.

As we sat down and started perusing the menu, I knew I was in trouble. Everything looked so delicious, and I could feel my mouth watering as I read through the descriptions. When the waiter came over to take our orders, I asked for an appetizer, an entree, and a dessert. I knew it was a lot of food, but I just couldn't resist.

As the food arrived, I dug in with enthusiasm. The flavors were amazing, and I just couldn't get enough. Before I knew it, I had finished my entire plate and was eyeing my friend's leftovers.

I tried to hold back, knowing that I had already eaten enough, but I just couldn't resist. I unbuttoned the top button of my jeans under the table, hoping that no one would notice. I felt a little bit guilty for giving into my appetite, but at the same time, I was enjoying the meal so much that I couldn't help myself.

As we finished up and got ready to leave the restaurant, I realized that nobody had noticed that I had unbuttoned my jeans. I felt a sense of relief and also a bit of embarrassment. However, the delicious meal was totally worth it, and I knew that I would be back to that restaurant again soon.

My appetite has been going crazy lately, my jeans are definitely struggling. Hopefully they can hold on.

This is a story about me and my boyfriend the night of this picture. It is about 3-4 months ago. The pants don’t really fit anymore on my wide booty and tick thighs.

Comment and leave reactions if you would like a pic of me trying them on again.

MAX TOOK ME TO THE MOVIES.

Emily was feeling particularly satisfied as she and Max walked out of the cinema. She had indulged in some of her favorite movie snacks, including a large buttered popcorn and a jumbo-sized soda to herself. Her stomach was pleasantly full, and she felt content and happy.

As they walked back to their car, Emily couldn't help but notice how her tight leather pants felt around her hips and thighs. She had always loved the way the pants hugged her curves, but tonight they felt especially snug. She couldn't deny that her recent increase in appetite had contributed to her body's gradual transformation.

Once they got home, Emily immediately headed to the mirror to check out her reflection. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of her rounder hips and fuller breasts. She loved feeling like this, and she knew that Max did too.

As Emily changed into more comfortable clothes, she told Max about how satisfied she felt after all the snacks at the movie theater. She loved indulging in her favorite foods, and she knew that it was contributing to her body's growth.

Max listened attentively as Emily talked about her appetite and how it was changing her body. He loved seeing her happy and satisfied, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious of her curves. He knew that Emily's growing appetite was a big part of what made her so attractive to him, and he couldn't wait to see where this journey would take them.

This photo is approximately 6 months old, I have been eating a lot since then and these pants don’t fit anymore. if you want me to upload more recent photos show your support 😋😋

MY AVERAGE LAZY DAY BEING A PIGGY.

It was another lazy day for me, lying on the couch and scrolling through my phone. I didn't have any plans to go out, and I was perfectly content with staying in and snacking all day.

My stomach rumbled, reminding me of my constant hunger. I got up from the couch and waddled my way to the kitchen, my tight clothes barely able to contain my expanding body. I opened the fridge and took out a whole pizza, feeling giddy with excitement as I knew it was all mine to eat.

As I ate my pizza, I thought about my expanding appetite and how much I loved to eat. I didn't care about the consequences, I just wanted to indulge in all the delicious food. I knew my clothes were getting tighter, but I didn't want to give up my love for food.

After finishing the pizza, I waddled back to the couch, feeling stuffed and satisfied. I turned on the TV and settled in for a marathon of my favorite shows. I didn't care about exercise or being active, I just wanted to relax and indulge in my love for food.

As the day went on, I continued to eat and snack, my clothes feeling tighter and more uncomfortable with each passing hour. But I didn't care. I loved the feeling of being full and satisfied, and I couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.

As the sun set and the day came to an end, I looked down at my expanding body and couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. But then, my stomach rumbled again, reminding me of my insatiable hunger. I knew that tomorrow would be another day of indulgence, and I couldn't wait to see what delicious foods I could devour.

Dear Diary,

I am starting to notice some big changes in my body lately. My appetite seems to be growing uncontrollably and I am always hungry, no matter how much I eat. I try to control my portions, but it's like my stomach never feels full.

It's getting harder and harder to hide my eating habits from my family. I find myself sneaking food from the pantry at night, eating leftovers meant for the whole family, and I'm sure they're starting to notice. I can't help it though, food just brings me so much comfort and joy.

I am also starting to notice that my clothes are becoming tighter and more uncomfortable to wear. My favorite pair of jeans, the ones I used to wear all the time, now barely button up. I dread the thought of having to buy new clothes in a larger size, but it seems inevitable at this point.

I can't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed about my increasing size and insatiable appetite. I don't want to be judged or criticized by others, but I can't seem to stop myself from eating. I just hope I can find a way to control myself before it's too late. Think I'm starting to like it though.

Until next time,

Tiffany

This photo is also from about 9-12 months ago before things started getting a bit tighter. Love all your guy’s reactions. It’s pretty hot.

THINGS HAVE BEEN GETTING TIGHTER!

I used to be able to wear my favorite pair of jeans with ease, but now they've become so tight I can hardly breathe. I've always had a sweet tooth, but lately, it seems like my appetite has skyrocketed. I can't resist the temptation of a warm slice of chocolate cake or a greasy slice of pizza. But I didn't think my indulgences would catch up with me so quickly. The last time I stepped on the scales, I was shocked at how much weight I had gained. Now, my clothes are so snug that it's uncomfortable to sit down or bend over. Even the bed squeaks when I move around at night, and the floor creaks when I walk up the stairs. I know I need to start making changes, but the thought of giving up my favorite foods is daunting.

This is a gif of me 9 months ago before i really started noticing changes. I really appreciate your feedback any encoragement is more then welcome i will upload more if you guys want to see more.

MY CAKE ADDICTION IN MY JEANS.

I used to love my jeans. They hugged my curves in all the right places, and made me feel confident and stylish. But as my love for cake grew, my waistline expanded, and my jeans no longer fit like they used to.

At first, I tried to squeeze myself into my old jeans, but it was no use. The waistband dug into my skin, and the denim stretched so tightly across my hips that I could barely move. It was a disheartening experience, and I felt embarrassed and self-conscious.

I tried on different pairs of jeans, hoping to find a style that would work with my new shape. But no matter how many I tried, they all seemed to have the same problem: they were too tight in the waist and too loose in the thighs.

I knew that I needed to buy a new pair of jeans, but the thought of going up a size was terrifying to me. It felt like a tangible reminder of the weight I had gained, and I didn't want to admit that my body had changed.

But eventually, I had to face the reality of the situation. I went to the store and picked out a pair of jeans that I thought would work for my new shape. When I tried them on, they fit comfortably around my waist, but they were still loose in the thighs. It wasn't the perfect fit, but it was better than nothing.

As I walked out of the store, I realized that my love for cake had a cost. It meant that I had to let go of some of the clothes that I used to love and embrace a new size and style. It wasn't easy, but I knew that it was a small price to pay for the joy that cake brought me.

I GAINED WEIGHT BECAUSE OF MY CAKE ADDICTION.

Once upon a time, I was a skinny girl. I could eat whatever I wanted without a care in the world. But then, I discovered cake. Oh, how I loved the sweet, sugary taste of cake. And before I knew it, I couldn't stop eating it.

At first, I didn't notice any changes in my body. I thought I could continue eating cake without consequence. But soon, my clothes started to feel a bit tighter, and my belly bulged out more than usual. I didn't mind though, because I still loved cake.

As time went on, I couldn't resist cake even if I wanted to. Every time I saw a bakery or a dessert shop, I had to go in and sample their cakes. I tried to convince myself that it was just a harmless indulgence, but deep down, I knew I was gaining weight.

My friends and family started to notice too. They would make comments about how I looked different or suggest that I cut back on cake. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. Cake had become my addiction.

Now, I'm no longer that skinny girl. My curves are more pronounced, and my clothes don't fit like they used to. But I still can't resist cake. Every time I take a bite, I feel a rush of pleasure that I can't find anywhere else.

Maybe one day, I'll be able to break free from my cake addiction. But for now, I'll continue to indulge in the one thing that brings me so much joy.