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What did you want to talk to me about? Oh... I don't know how to put this more tactfully, I don't fuck flabby beta loser like you. I like strong alpha males. The type of men with chiseled features, toned physiques, and big cocks. Don't look so sad, it makes you look even more pathetic. I might still have a use for you but you're going to have to do exactly what I say. Now put on these lacy panties and matching bralette. I don't care if you're embarrassed! Put them on and sit in the corner now! In this clip I'll talk about what it would be like to be my cuckold. Watching in envy as my alpha cows me into submission. Making even a dominant goddess such as I submit to his every whim. Feeling your pathetic excuse for a cock twitch as you stare on in adoration. Commanded not to touch it least you disgust my alpha. You're only allowed to cum after he's finished inside me.

Featuring: @Bianca Baker It had been one of those weeks, the type of week where everything that can go wrong does go wrong. It was Friday night and all I wanted to do was meet up with my best friend Bianca and go to our favorite hole in the wall cafe. It was not five minutes after we'd sat down and started enjoying our tea that he walked in. When I say walked I'm being gracious, it was more of a lumbering shuffle. I looked at Bianca and I could tell that she was equally disgusted. I almost threw up in my mouth. How dare that slovenly pile of lard stuffed into and spilling out of a sweat stained tracksuit that's at least two sizes too small show himself in public?!

Featuring: BBW Bonnie When BBW Bonnie and I go to the playground it's bound to be a ground shaking good time. Watch as part of my ample ass gets wedge between the sides of the slide. Bonnie tries in vain to use her girth to pull my free but alas I'm just too heavy.

Featuring: Crazy Constance Over the years I've filmed countless squashing sessions. However, this is the first time I've ever had the opportunity to film with a slim model. The lean Constance weighs in at about 120 lbs. That's over a 400 lb. difference! The difference in our sizes is simply staggering. My blob-like body easily engulfs her lithe one. In this clip I will sit on her chest and face as well as smother her with my breasts and belly. Constance puts on a tough face but you can see her turn bright red as all of my weight bears down upon her.

Featuring: @Bianca Baker It's no secret that Bianca is obsessed with my wide hips and massive thighs! In this clip she pushes her delicate fingers into my fat to see how far that they will sink in. She pinches, pulls, and kneads my soft supple fat reminding me that I'm hers to mold. She tells me that she wants me to start gaining again. She talks about where she would like to see the fat accumulate on my body and all of the fattening food that she's going to feed me to make it happen. She wants me to become her perfect pear.

Featuring: @ReenayeStarr You're going to sit down and listen carefully. We've grown bored of simply being your wanton sows to feed, fatten, and fuck for your arousal and amusement. It stops now. We've decided that you're no longer in charge. For years you've been fattening us into the supersized sows that we are now. No more. Now you're going to be our piglet. Don't laugh! You heard us right, we're going to fatten you up whether you like it or not! We'll tie you down if we have to. We're going to condition your body to associate food and sex just like you did to ours. By the end of the month you'll be begging us for more. Say goodbye to your stylish wardrobe. Soon you won't fit in any of it! You think that we're talking about fatten you up till you're a little bit chubby? We're not. You're going to be a proper overfed hog. We're going to make you so fat that you're out of breath just sitting. Then we're going to make you even fatter. You'll be fattened to the point that you're too big to struggle. Our helpless hog pinned down by lard.

Featuring: Khlea Khaos In this clip I'll run into Khlea and bounce her onto the bed with my belly. As they say one good turn deserves another and Khlea has a go at bouncing me onto the bed with her belly. To make sure you get to see every jiggle the footage was captured in real time and slow motion.

Featuring: BBW Bonnie We're such greedy gluttonous sows; the more weight we gain the more turned on we get. It's our dark desire to grow impossibly obese. There's just something about eating until one is overfull that is so erotic. The feeling of one's stomach being stretched taunt in a mix of pleasure and pain. Struggling to breathe as stomach pushes on one's lungs; panting like an old hound in the summer. How being fed by a feeder takes this experience to the next level. How we'd absolutely balloon with the constant attention of a feeder.

Featuring: Crazy Constance Snacks in hand I was about to sit down and get my game on when I heard my roommate Constance call out my name. Suddenly she burst into my room and began snooping around my desk. With a high pitched whine she exclaimed that I'd stolen her chocolates. The chocolates that she'd carelessly left in the common area of the kitchen mind you. Unimpressed by her claims I take a swig of my soda and then let out a loud belch. Always the drama queen Constance let out shrill noise of disgust and then flailed about fanning her face. As she plopped down on my bed she exclaimed, I'm such a fat slob! I smirk and think to myself that she really has no idea. As I greedily shovel potato chips into my mouth she goes on and on about the chocolates and her period. Eventually I've had enough and I pointedly tell her that I am in fact doing her a favor. After all she's always complaining about how hard it is to maintain her lithe figure. She continues to prattle on about her womanly woes as I stuff my fat face. Fed up she reaches out and asks me what the fuck am I wearing? Perplexed by her question I ask her what she means. She tells me it's suppose to be a cute belly shirt but for people that actually have a flat belly. Reaching out she grabs a handful of the thick fat around my waist and says with disgust, not this. I roll my eyes as I take another swig of my soda and follow it with another belch. I pull down my shirt and tell her it fits just fine. She points out the big swatch of flesh still showing and begins grabbing and pushing my fat. I tell her that she's just jealous. She balks at my words and stands to show me her slim figure. Getting annoyed by her presence I grab one of her chocolates and begin eating it right in front of her face!

Featuring: Tara Tied & Crazy Constance Tara took to college life effortlessly; any class that she took, she aced. Constance on the other hand had to fight tooth and nail to maintain her B average. She struggled with finding enough hours in the day to do what needed to be done. Working full time alongside a full course load was a living Hell. The only bright light amidst all of the darkness was Constance's boyfriend. She loved him with all of her heart. She hoped that once they graduated that they'd get married. Constance was painfully unaware that the man that she loved so deeply had a wandering eye. When he had more than a little to drink his hands tended to wander too. It was just such a night that it happened. Constance came home from work to find Tara pinned against the wall by her boyfriend with their mouths locked together. Constance was shocked, he jaw agape. Her jaw snapped shut as she heard Tara whimper with pleasure. Constance began to seethe with rage. She silently slipped back out the door and vowed to herself that she would get her revenge.

Featuring: @Bianca Baker and Tara Tied Growing up the step-daughter of a CEO of a Fortune 500 company Xutjja never wanted for anything. She was doted upon by her nannies. It seemed for every inch she grew taller she grew two wider. Being more than 100 lbs. over her ideal body weight she was considered morbidly obese by the time that she turned 18 years of age. Xutjja's step-father was embarrassed to have such a very fat step-daughter. A man of his stature simply couldn't be seen with someone of her size! Over the years he had tried to convince her to lose weight to little or no avail. Frustrated by her lackadaisical attitude towards weight loss he had no choice but to send her away. For the past year Xutjja has resided in a one bedroom apartment over a thousand miles from her step-father's estate and company. Her step-father pays her bills and allows her a monthly stipend for other expenses. Without a care in the world she spends her days lying around the house and eating obscene amounts of fast or processed food. Her lifestyle is reflected in her ever expanding waistline. Her step-father was curious as to how his step-daughter was doing. Feeling ashamed for sending her away he decided to hire a private investigator to secretly check up on her. When the envelope arrived from the private investigator her step-father immediately opened it. To her step-father's shock and horror his step-daughter had nearly doubled in size since he sent her away! Surly this grotesque blob of a woman couldn't be his darling step-daughter? This had to stop! Without hesitation her step-father looked up personal trainers in his daughter's area and hired the best. Will they have the willpower to resist Xutjja's temptations?

Featuring: @Bianca Baker and Tara Tied Are you ready to see one of the most common themes in weight gain fiction brought to life? Over the last few weeks Bianca had been visiting several new clubs in the Tri-state area. She'd wait patiently at the bar slowly sipping on expensive whiskey and discreetly watching the room. A huntress languidly stalking her prey but poised to pounce at any moment. That's when Bianca saw her enter the club. She was perfect! She naturally had a hourglass figure but there wasn't a ounce of fat on her. She was the type of woman that adamantly denied her dispersive cravings. Bianca felt her panties moisten as she thought about all of the things that she was going to do to her. Before any of that could happen Bianca had to get her home.

I'm proud to present my second unisex clip. This clip uses neutral language as far as: gender, genitalia, and skin tone. I can see it in your eyes that you like what you see. You like seeing your big blubbery babe in these tiny little shorts. Shorts stretched sheer by all this naught fat. If this belly gets any bigger, it will definitely hang out the bottom of the leg holes. Wouldn't that be a sight to see? These shorts just weren't made to accomodate all of this... Did you hear that? It sounds like the storm is getting really close. The power just went. Handle me the candle behind you, and I'll get it lit. That's better. Now, where were we? What do you mean the storm changes everything? We have more free time now than ever. Let's fuck. You won't fuck me until I eat everything in our fridge? You're insane! We just went shopping. Yes, you're right. No, I don't want to see it go to waste. Do you really think I'll be able to eat all that? You're not going to let me cum until I do? That's just cruel. Aren't I hungry. Yes, I suppose I am. It's been at least a hour since I last ate.

I'm proud to present my first fully unisex clip. This clip uses neutral language as far as: gender, genitalia, and skin tone. That last thunderclap sounded really close. The storm must have knocked out the power. Handle me the candle behind you, and I'll get it lit. Where were we? Oh Piggy, don't you see? The storm changes everything. Rumor has it that the power might be out for up to 72 hours. We simply can't let all of that food go to waste. You're not getting into these tight tiny little booty shorts until you eat everything in our fridge. That's right my Pig, you're going to eat every single perishable item in this house. If you want to cum, you're going to do it tonight.

You're right, I don't look impressed. Should I be? No, I'm not angry. However, it's time that we address the elephant in the room. Your denial is ludicrous. Don't look confused, look down. Do you not see the softness that has collected around your own midsection? Can you not feel the cool air on the bit of belly hanging out of that too tight t-shirt Tubby?

What do you see when you look at me? Do you see a fattened sow; a kept pig that lives only to be fed, fattened, and fucked? I bet you do. You wouldn't be wrong to think so. I am a proper pig but that isn't something that happened overnight. I've always been a greedy and gluttonous. Not to the extent that I am now of course. Deep down I truly believe that I was born to be fat; predisposed to being human garbage disposal. As I revisit some of my memories I'll tell you why.

Featuring: @Bianca Baker As my weight climbs my health and mobility continue to decline. As such, I can't be bothered to do simple everyday things anymore. Who wants to shower when just walking to the bathroom is utterly exhausting? Even with my oxygen tank such exertion leaves me struggling to catch my breath. My home health care aids warn me that if I continue down this path it's going to put me in an early grave. I can't stop, I'm too far gone. My new home health care aid is utterly appalled by my sloth and gluttony. She questions why she's even here if I'm not going to put forth any effort. I goad her into an argument. Little does she know that all her insults just fuel my furor to get fatter.

The lounge chair in my hotel room looked luxuriously wide. Surely it was wide enough to accommodate even my expansive posterior. By the time I felt my hips rub against the sides of the armrests it was already too late. The behind my downward momentum was enough that the armrests were able to push my soft supple fat inward. As my body came to an abrupt halt it caused a cascade of waves throughout the thick layer of fat that engulfs me. I sighed and slowly began rubbing my painfully bloated belly. The day had passed by in a blur of calories as slices of cake, hand pies, foot long sandwiches, and chocolate dipped cookies all passed my lips. All washed down with liters upon liters of sweet tea or soda. I caught myself nodding off in the chair. My body was struggling to digest copious amount of food that I put into it. I knew that I needed to get ready for bed before my body became too tired to move. I placed my flabby arms upon the armrest and applied the necessary that it takes to lift myself. To my shock and horror nothing happened. It would seem that my blubbery backside was firmly stuck within the confines of the chair. I tried not to panic as the realization that I was all alone set in. Frantically I tried to dislodge myself from the chairs grasp. As I jostled my painfully overfull stomach a series of burps erupted forth. The exertion left me panting. As I caught my breath I ponder what to do.

It seems like every time I go into the kitchen, the space between the wall and the refrigerator is getting smaller and smaller. Of course it's not actually getting smaller, I just keep getting fatter. I should've known better but the call of Bianca's honey-sweet voice paired with the smell of freshly baked cookies was too much for me to resist. Like some kind of sadistic siren she lured me in. Even entering the kitchen sideways didn't make the opening wide enough for my super-super obese body. My ponderous gut and ample ass pressed tightly against the refrigerator door and wall respectively. The smell of the cookies began to make me salivate. I mustered the strength to push myself through. Waiting there was Bianca and a tray of chocolate chunk cookie bars. I couldn't contain myself and I quickly began shoveling them into my mouth. Several cookies in I decided that I wanted something savory. Bianca had promised that I could order a fattening take away tonight. Oh how I love delivery! I mindlessly attempted to walk out of the kitchen to get my phone when I noticed that I was stuck. I couldn't seem to wiggle myself past the aforementioned refrigerator wall combo. What was I going to do?

It's almost been six months since you've seen your gorgeous girlfriend. You can't wait to get your hands on her deliciously fat body. As she opened the door to let you in you are shocked by what you see. She must've put on at least 100 lbs while you were away! She clearly is no longer the 3X/4X plumper you remember. It now looks like she's easily pushing 5X/6X. You try to pick your jaw up off of the floor before she notices your reaction and stammer a suitable greeting. She comes in for a hug and you feel the plushness of her new supersized body. She's become so fat that you can no longer get your arms around her. You feel a tightness in your pants and shift awkwardly. She tells you that she was just about to get in the shower. As she turns to walk away from you, you notice that her walk has turned into a waddle. You exhale deeply and try to center yourself. You now understand why she was spending so much money while you were away. In your absence she must've spent her time gorging herself on take away and binge watching Netflix. You go into the bedroom and pick out two of your favorite tops of hers. You loved the way that these used to hug her curves. What would they look like on her now? Digging through the drawers you find what she used to call her "fat pants" and smile to yourself. You lay the clothes out on the bed for her. As you turn to sit in the lounge chair and wait for her to come out of the bathroom you notice her phone. Curiosity gets the better of you. Checking her search history you see that she's been on various feederism websites. That explains that! As she waddles into the room you notice that the bra and panties that she's wearing fit fairly well; they must be new. Seeing her like this you're able to assess the damage that she's done to herself. She's a lot wider than she used to be. As she turns sideways you notice that her ass juts forth from her body a good foot. Her belly hangs heavily down past her vagina. Fuck, she must've been a real pig when you were away! She's shyly asking you a question about the clothing that you laid out for her. She looks a bit embarrassed. You're going to enjoy this.

I challenged myself to eat more than I ever have before. To push myself to my very limit. I didn't want to simply stuff myself on whatever calorie laden goodies I had in the house. I wanted this to be something special, I wanted to know that every single bite I took was going to be making me even fatter. In this clip I'll eat two large pizzas piled high with meats and smothered in cheeses. I took two four cheese pizzas and loaded them up with sliced pepperoni, cubed Pancetta, ground Italian sausage, and a mix of shredded Italian cheeses; essentially turning each of these already fattening pizzas into 2,730 calorie monsters. Add in another 840 calories for the 2 liter bottle of cola I drank and you have a 6,000+ calorie stuffing session! These meaty monstrosities turned out to be almost too much for me to handle. As I neared the end of the second pizza I started to slow down. My breathing became heavy as my firmly packed stomach pressed against my lungs. My senses dulled as I felt a food coma starting to take hold. I rubbed my engorged gut trying desperately to coax out the gas. A series of burps relieved a bit of the pressure and I soldiered on. On the second to last slice I felt my stomach turn. I knew that if I ate another bite I'd lose it all. I was visibly torn, part of me wanted to chance it but ultimately I didn't want to waste all of precious calories I'd just eaten.

Featuring: @Bianca Baker Bianca is obsessed with my big blubbery body. She loves that I've eaten myself into such a state that several large rolls have formed throughout my body. She decided that she wanted to see just how thick those rolls are. The comparison between our bodies is absurd. Almost every piece of me is thicker or damn near thicker than her waist.

In this clip I'll continue to show off my super-super obese body at the beach in a bikini. Watch as I stuff my face with fattening cookies and pastries for all to see. After stuffing myself with calorie laden treats, I take my giant gut and drop it onto the picnic table with a resounding thud. The effort that it takes to do so leaves me breathless and I have to waddle over to a bench to rest. What a sight I must've been!

I felt my pussy getting wet with anticipation. I couldn't wait to get out of the car and show everyone at the beach my super-super obese body. Dressed in only a tight bikini nothing was left to the imagination. Watch as I waddle down to the water and proceed to get the rest of my body as wet as my pussy. The current was so strong that my camera man struggled to stay in place. Yet I sat upon the sand an unmovable object. I was far too heavy to feel the strength of the tide. In that moment I felt so very fat!

I love being funnel fed. As a feedee there's something extremely satisfying about being able to suck down thousands of calories in a matter of minutes. It truly makes me feel like the greedy sow that I am. I've been salivating at the thought of being funnel fed again. To feel the pleasurable pain of my poor stomaching being stretch to its limit. This time I wanted to push that limit. The average blender holds 48 fluid ounces (1.4 liters). I knew that I had to be able to drink more than that. I challenged myself to drink 66 fluid ounces (1.9 liters).