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Make me your dream come true. Gained 70 pounds fast let’s see how much you can make princess grow.

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/how-i-learned-to-stop-worrying-and-love-my-fupa ""Body positivity" is bullshit if it's only positive about a certain type of plus-size body. And if I want to change that, I need to expose the one thing I've always been afraid of: my gut." An interesting article with some pictures of a cute girl who has learned to accept her body for what it is.

Bbw Lola let’s her belly and fupa hang out while relaxing on the couch.

Just thought I say hello ! I'm new here ☺️ are you guys ready for content?

There isn't too much discourse out there regarding them. But I met my first with my last GF, who was obese. A nice big plump bulging "Fat Under Pussy Area." Love love. It feels good for her to have you squeeze it, massage it, shake it, pinch it. And you can do it pretty vigorously. Vaginas rock anyway...FUPAs are like icing on th' fat cake.

Well hello everybody! Yes I'm a fat Irish girl who loves the color green and loves to eat all things that are sweet! I've been midnight snacking every night now for a few months. I'm up to 12 mini corn dogs a night. I started at eating 5. I added in the cheetos because they are so freaking good! I then woke up early around 6am this morning and had a good size bowl of cinnamon toast crunch. Mmmmmm....🤤 I've noticed my thighs getting bigger and noticed this morning there are new stretch marks on them. They are purple in color right now. Also been itching more than usual which also means I'm getting new stretch marks under and on my boobs (sorry, can't post those pictures)😈! I'm still having issues fitting into my pants. I bend over and you see my undies and butt crack LOL!! Speaking of which, I'm going to change the ones I have on right now. It's a bit breezy... Ok, that's better. I'm trying to become a Curvage Model. Can someone help guide me what or where I need to go to start. I'd really appreciate it.

Wish I could figure out this site 🥲🥲🥲 somebody help or just Worship my body I like that too 😈

I'm lillith ☺️ Nice to meet you! I'm still finding my way around here and doing my best to navigate via the tutorials so forgive me if I stumble along the way! A little bit about me... I'm an early 30s Asian female who has been overweight since childhood. It wasn't until 2 years ago that I started to embrace my extra fluff little by little. I also have keloid scars on my body from an appendectomy and acne that, along with my fat, was always an insecurity of mine. Since learning to embrace my body more and more in my journey I've become brave enough to share my sensual side with you all. I hope to be able to make content here for you to enjoy and learn to appreciate this body with each day while doing so💕

Hi everyone! I’m new here and so excited to be part of this community. Feels like I found my kind of place ❤️ im a natural redhead and weigh 230lbs. I have a nice big belly

The door to his apartment burst open, and they stumbled inside, lips locked in a frantic, hungry kiss. Her laughter was soft and breathless against his mouth, as their hands tangled in each other's clothes. She was soft, lush, folding under his grip. He let out a low groan, his fingers sinking deep into the flesh of her hips and thighs, feeling her ample belly pressing against him. She moaned in response, her body quivering under his touch. “You’re such a cow,” he growled against her lips, his words raw with lust. Her eyes darkened, and she tilted her head back with a wicked grin, pressing her tits into his hands. “Moo for me,” he teased, his voice husky with desire. Then she gave him what he wanted, letting out a low, sultry moo as she squeezed her breasts, her body trembling with excitement. His breath hitched at the sight of her. He took her in—the fullness of her stomach, the way her swollen belly stretched over her tight dress, still rounded from the massive Italian dinner they’d shared earlier. He smirked at how gloriously stuffed she looked, making weak with desire. Without breaking eye contact, he tore himself away from her and headed to the fridge. Inside sat a blender, filled to the brim with melted ice cream—rich, thick, and already prepared. He’d made sure it was ready for this moment. This wasn’t his first rodeo, and he knew exactly what she craved. She watched him with eager eyes, her hands kneading her breasts as he brought the blender to her. “Drink it,” he commanded, his voice rough and low as he placed the blender in her hands. She gave him a mischievous smile and took the blender to her lips, gulping down the creamy liquid. It slid down her throat with ease, pooling in her already distended stomach. Her eyes fluttered shut as she drank, her hands resting on her belly, feeling it swell even more with every gulp. As she drank, he stripped off his clothes methodically, eyes locked on her, taking in every inch of her body as she filled herself up for him. His hands worked quickly, peeling off his shirt, revealing a slim, toned torso—but not as lean as it used to be. His stomach was slightly bloated from their dinner, a soft food baby pushing out just enough for her to notice. Her eyes dropped to his belly as his shirt came off, noticing how full he looked. A flicker of amusement danced in her eyes as she looked at him. He’s still slim, she thought, watching the way his pants slid off his narrow hips, but that belly of his is growing. She licked her lips, already imagining how much bigger he might get in the years to come. Sliding the condom on with precision, he continued to watch her finish the shake, her belly now painfully bloated. She groaned, her hands resting on the swollen curve of her stomach. She could barely move, her body sluggish from how full she was, but he wasn’t about to wait. He stalked back toward her, his body tense with anticipation. Before she could set the blender down, he grabbed her arm and dragged her to the bedroom, the tension between them crackling like a live wire. The dim lighting cast shadows across the room, the air thick with anticipation. He shoved her onto the bed, tearing her dress from her body, leaving her bare and vulnerable. Her belly was tight and swollen, her skin stretched over her bloated form, and she groaned, her hands rubbing soothing circles over her distended stomach. She laid there bare for him—her breasts heaving with each breath, her body trembling from the intensity of the moment. “You’re so fucking full,” he whispered, his voice dripping with lust as he positioned himself between her legs. His hands gripped her soft thighs, spreading her thighs wide open, his cock already hard and throbbing. “I’m too full,” she moaned, her head lolling back, feeling the weight of the food and ice cream sloshing in her gut. “I feel like such a fat cow…” “Good,” he growled, thrusting into her with no hesitation, his hands sinking into her flesh as he began pounding into her. Her body responded instantly, As her pussy juices began pooling between her legs as he thrust into her without hesitation, his movements rough and fast. The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room, her breath coming in sharp gasps as he pounded into her relentlessly. “I love you like this… all stuffed for me, bloated and round. You like it too, don’t you?” Her breath shallow, pleasure surging through her as she clung to him. “Yes,” she whimpered, her voice thick with arousal. “Yes, I love it.” “You like that? You like being my fat cow?” he growled, his voice low and filled with lust. “God, yes,” she whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets as pleasure coursed through her. He leaned over her, his breath hot against her neck as he groaned, feeling her body tighten around him. “Tell me how much you weigh,” he commanded, his voice rough, almost desperate. Her body shuddered, his words sending a thrill through her. She looked up at him, her lips parting as she answered, “Three hundred and fifty pounds.” She whispered, her voice trembling with arousal. He groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter, driving into her harder. His grip on her hips tightened, his cock throbbing inside her as the weight of her words hit him. He let out a guttural moan, his body responding immediately. “I fucking love it,” he growled, his voice thick with desire. “I love every single fucking pound.” The words sent a shiver through her, and she came hard, her body spasming as the pleasure ripped through her. But he wasn’t finished. He wasn’t even close. His pace was relentless as his hands roamed her soft body. She could feel every inch of her fullness—the heaviness of her belly pressing against him, the way her thighs jiggled with each thrust. It was intoxicating. She came hard, her body convulsing beneath him, her pussy gripping him tightly. “Don’t you dare stop,” she ordered, her voice filled with a commanding edge “I can go all night,” he bragged, his voice thick with need as he kept moving, pushing her into another wave of pleasure. Her body writhed beneath him, the pleasure building again, her legs shaking as another orgasm tore through her. She was lost in the intensity of it all, but she wasn’t one to let him have all the control. With a devilish grin, she pushed him back onto the bed, using all of her strength to climb on top of him, her movements slow and labored. She climbed on top of him, her belly still heavy and round, her eyes locked with his as she straddled him. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. “Let’s see if you can handle all this,” she whispered before sliding down his body. “You like all this weight on you, don’t you baby?” she asked, her voice sultry as she leaned down to kiss him. “ All three hundred and fifty pounds, just for you.” “Fuck yes,” he groaned, his hands sliding up her sides, feeling the fullness of her belly pressed against him. “I love it!” “Tell me how it feels,” she demanded, her voice breathy as she rocked her hips, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous edge. “It feels… perfect,” he groaned, his hands gripping her waist as she rode him. “So fucking perfect.” She cackled, pleased with his response. She began to slow down her body moving in slow, deliberate rolls before getting a second wind. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and she watched his face contort with pleasure as she picked up the pace. She bit her lips, as her body moved in sync with his, she could feel him teetering on the edge, until he couldn’t take it anymore. With a final thrust, he came. His body shaking violently as he spilled inside her, his moans filling the room. She rode him through it, savoring every moment of his release, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She collapsed on top of him, and rolled over beside him with a thud. She watched as his chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing labored from the intensity of it all. His eyes fluttered shut, and within minutes, he was out cold, his body spent and relaxed. She watched him for a moment, her fingers tracing the outline of his slightly bloated belly. He’d stuffed himself earlier, and the thought of him getting bigger over time was always in the back of her mind. She smiled softly. He has potential, she thought, her eyes lingering on his stomach. ***** Several years later ***** The apartment was dark when she stumbled inside, still tipsy from a night out with the girls. Her cheeks were flushed, her body swaying slightly as she made her way to the bedroom. When she opened the door. She smiled to herself, her body swaying slightly as she made her way to the bedroom. When she opened the door, her eyes immediately landed on him There he was, he lay sprawled across the bed, his enormous body taking up nearly the entire mattress. His CPAP machine whirred quietly, helping him breathe through the deep snores that had become part of their nightly routine. The rhythmic hum filling the room. He was snoring deeply, the sound intense, like a distant rumble of thunder. He was no longer the man he once was. He was enormous now, well over 500 pounds now, his body a far cry from the slim, lean man he had been years ago. His body had grown soft, his belly stretched out before him, spreading out across his lap and spilling out from under the sheets. His once-defined chest had softened and had become plush, replaced with layers of fat that jiggled with every breath, his frame engulfed in layers of fat. His transformation had been gradual but undeniable, and she adored every new inch of him. She stood in the doorway for a moment, taking him in. The sight of him like this—so full, so large—made her smile with a deep sense of satisfaction. She walked closer, her eyes falling on the empty snack wrappers that littered the nightstand, along with a half-empty two-liter bottle of Coke. He had been snacking again before bed, a habit he had picked up as he grew larger, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. He had always been greedy, and now, it was part of what she loved most about him. Slowly, she made her way down to the foot of the bed, slipping beneath the covers breathing in the musky scent of his skin. He was sweaty, the warmth of his body radiating under the blankets, and the salty tang of his scent filled her senses. She loved how he smelled. Slowly she reached for him, her fingers reaching out to lift the heavy folds of his belly. She smirked to herself, noting the slight struggle it took to find his cock buried beneath his fupa. Her fingers grazed the soft flesh of his fupa, struggling slightly as she searched for his cock. It wasn’t hard, she giggled to herself knowing she’d have to work a little harder to rouse him. Her breath quickened with arousal as she pressed her face against the thick flesh of his fupa. Her mouth found him, and she began with slow, gentle licks, her tongue tracing the length of his cock. She felt him grow in her mouth. His breathing grew ragged, the rhythm of his snoring faltering as she worked him over, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, coaxing every ounce of pleasure from him. She felt him stir, a soft groan escaping his lips. She took him deeper into her mouth, her lips moving over him with skill and purpose, savoring the taste of him, the scent of his body filling her senses. His hips jerked up slightly, his cock twitching hard as he moaned. She could feel him getting closer, and she doubled down, sucking him harder, her hand stroking the base of his cock as she took him deep into her throat. Then, with a sharp intake of breath, he bucked up, his cock twitching hard as he came, sudden and intense. His moans filled the room, his body shuddering. His hands instinctively reached down, gripping the sheets as his body trembled with the force of his orgasm. She swallowed every drop, savoring the salty taste of him, her tongue still flicking along his length as she worked him through his release. As she swallowed every drop, not slowing until he was completely spent. She was pleased with how easily she could bring him to the edge and push him over. His deep, ragged breathing filled the room as the last waves of pleasure ebbed through him. Slowly, she pulled away and crawled out from beneath the covers, sliding back up his massive body, her fingers lightly tracing the curve of his swollen belly. The rise and fall of his chest slowed, his breathing heavy as he teetered on the edge of sleep once again, his body utterly relaxed after the release she’d given him. Her gaze lingered on him for a moment as her fingers traced the soft, round contours of his belly. His body was massive now, far different from the man he had been all those years ago when she had first started secretly feeding him. She remembered how slim and lean he used to be, the slight food baby he’d have after a big meal, and now, here he was, over 500 pounds of pure indulgence, his belly a testament to their years together. A mix of satisfaction and affection swirling within her as she admired the changes in him. His body had grown rounder, heavier, with each passing year, and she had loved every moment of it. There was something intoxicating about his size now—the way his belly hung, how it swelled when he ate, and the look in his eyes when she fed him. His body hers to care for, to indulge. The weight of him pressed deep into the mattress, his bulk nearly taking up the entire bed now. She then slid out of bed and padded quietly toward the bathroom. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, flushed cheeks, her full body swaying slightly as she moved. She washed her face, freshening up, and then returned to the bedroom, where the soft glow of the nightlight illuminated his still form, his CPAP mask humming steadily. Just as she was about to crawl back into bed, his voice—groggy and low—cut through the darkness. “Did you bring any leftovers?” he mumbled, still half-asleep. His voice was sheepish, a hint of embarrassment lacing his words, though his hunger was unmistakable. “I’m starving…” She chuckled softly, kissing his belly as she slid out of bed. “Don’t worry,” she whispered, her voice dripping with affection as she made her way to the kitchen. “I’ve got something better for you.” Instead of grabbing leftovers, she quietly made her way to the kitchen and began preparing a weight-gain shake. She filled it with heavy cream, butter and added a few scoops of ice cream and began mixing it. It was thick and creamy, just the way he liked it. When she returned to the bedroom, she found him still sprawled out, his body so massive now. It barely fit under the sheets, his belly spilling out onto the bed. His eyes half-open glazed with exhaustion. She then set the shake down on the nightstand. Without a word, she slid back into bed, gently lifting his CPAP. He blinked at her sleepily. Before he could ask what she was doing, she pulled out a feeding tube and positioned it at his lips. His eyes fluttered open, but he didn’t protest. He knew what was coming. He opened his mouth eagerly, and she secured the tube into his mouth, watching with amusement as he opened wide, already eager for what she had prepared. His cock stirred again, twitching faintly as the promise of being fed lit a fire of excitement in him. “You really shouldn’t have opened that big mouth of yours,” she teased, her voice soft and seductive as she grabbed the blender and raised it up to the funnel. As she poured the shake down the funnel, she watched as his belly began to swell as the liquid filled him. He moaned softly, his body twitching in response to the sensation of being overfed yet again. His cock, though still spent from earlier, gave a faint twitch of excitement as he greedily swallowed the shake. He moaned, greedily swallowing every drop, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss as the liquid filled his belly. His cock twitched harder with every gulp, his body reacting to the growing fullness, his belly stretching as it filled. “I love watching you eat,” she whispered, as she continued to pour the shake into him. “Watching you grow… so big… so greedy.” His cock throbbing in response as she teased him. “You’re going to finish every drop, aren’t you? My hungry boy.” He nodded weakly, too full and too tired to respond properly, but she could see the hunger in his eyes, even as his belly stretched tighter with each gulp. He groaned, his body trembling as the shake filled him to the brim, his belly swollen and tight. The sensation of being overfed and teased at the same time drove him wild, his cock pulsing ready to burst “That’s it,” she cooed, pouring the last of the shake into him. “You’ve gotten so big for me… so greedy.” Her hand slid down to stroke his soft cock, her touch gentle but firm as she teased him once more. And then, with a final, desperate moan, he came hard, his body shaking violently beneath her as he released, his cock jerking in her grip. She smiled in satisfaction, watching him unravel under her touch, completely at her mercy. He groaned, his body quaking with the combination of fullness and pleasure, completely at her mercy. He was completely spent and stuffed to the brim, his swollen belly was round and taut, his body heavy with the weight of the shake. She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his belly before climbing into bed beside him. He moaned softly, the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through him as he drifted off to sleep once more, his breathing deep. She then curled up next to him, her hand resting on the soft swell of his belly She smiled, satisfied with her work for the night. As she closed her eyes, her hand still resting on his belly, she thought about tomorrow—and how much more she would feed him. They had come a long way, from that first night years ago when she had teased him with a belly barely swollen from dinner, to now—him, enormous, over 500 pounds, and still growing. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Tonight I'm gonna film my first video ! I think I will do alot of fat talk , eating , jiggling and wiggling lol. I hope you guys enjoy ! What do you guys want to see me eat ???

What's your favorite midnight snack!?

Ever since my bf popped the question I’ve found myself wanting to get so much bigger for him. If he loves me big and round and plans to be with me forever then that seems like the perfect excuse to stuff myself constantly. 😅 My goal is to be my fattest ever by the time our wedding comes 🫣🥰💗 I’d love to have you join me on my weight gain 🤍