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A fat piggy should NEVER be left alone. I started to paint my living room with help...but then everyone bailed and didnt want to come finish! I cant take it anymore, how hard can it be for me to finish this up! So, fuck it! I am going to just really fast do this, I set everything up and I start to paint. I soon remember how much I hate the feel of sticky wet paint on my hands and tubby body. I set down the paint brush, to wipe up a little. The paint brush FALLS, right between the ladder! There is no way I can go underneath a ladder, that is years of bad luck I am NOT willing to take on....but these holes in between the bars look pretty wide. I think I can easily push myself through to grab it really fast. I bend over and wiggle my huge tits and plump stomach around so I can reach...UH OH....You have to be fucking kidding me! I am STUCK! My fat fuck of a feedee body is complelety jammed...I feel the bars digging into my rolly sides, begging for my body to get out...I CANT! I SCREAM AND SCREAM, asking for someone to come help me! I try and maneuver a get out...its so scary....how long will I be stuck...If I tip the ladder over the paint will go everywhere! I dont know what to do!!! I am crying and I cant get out a this...I push and pull, trying to move myself around, every which way I can to let me breathe again. It is so tiring trying to shove myself out, It takes so much, and as this is all happening I am thinking about eating even more...I cant help it. I know that is the exact reason I am here...I scream for help! I beg for someone to come save me...No one comes, I try and get out still I can just feel my stretched body jiggling as I shake and shake to let myself lose...still I cant get out, Im such a little piggy...well maybe not too little...screaming for help isnt working, I start to get panicked and scared that I wont be able to get out, that I am so pressed and stuck in this my rolls will have to adjust around me....as I cry out for someone to come shove me out of this ,I give up. Its my fault for being such fat fuck , who cant stop eating, or getting stuck. Maybe I shouldnt be left alone?

Kayla gets under the chair to try and reach her air freshner to find out she is really stuck and cant get out. She realizes her big boobs and big ass have alot to do why she cant move. She then starts to panic begging for help to get out kicking and squirming !

Kayla was ditched in the woods but it doesnt take long for someone to notice shes all alone. The stranger offers her a ride but she must go through the window. Her big fat tummy roll gets her stuck because it wont go over. What will kayla do if she cant get in? . He helps push her butt and she manages to suck in and get her self in. Now after all tht hard work kayla wants her butt and belly rubbed by the stranger. Guess it all works out in the end for a cute chubby girl

(Requested clip) I had a fan ask me to get myself stuck in something and I was determined to do it with this chair. Only problem was, I was too fat to fit my belly into it - now I'm too fat to get in the center! But even then I still managed to squeeze in and get myself genuinely stuck - my arms and shoulders alone are larger than the size of a normal person. I wiggle, groan and twist to try to get myself out to no avail. I'm hungry and want out! [Buying this clip? Leave a review anytime in the month of December for a chance to win up to 10 clips! Full details: here.] If you like this video then you may also enjoy: Too Fat For Normal-Sized Chairs How I Got So Fat November 2019 Measurements & Weigh-In Click HERE to view all of my clips

This is part two of stuck! I am bigger and heavier I can barely get myself unstuck. I decided to see if I could squeeze my fat ass in to my tiny red chair again. I could but barely! I decided to start bouncing and jiggling around and CRACK a leg broke off sending me to the ground.

I play around the park get stuck a few times knowing i need to get fatter and then just realize im way to fat to run around. I get soo tired i have to lay down just to take a breath i play with my belly as one of my feeders ask me questions about my weight goals gains and differences since being bigger ❤️

I have been eating off and on for hours(3 Stuffing Videos worth of eating). I would stuff then stuff...and eventually, the idea of moving sounded like a nightmare. I was so full on donuts, cookies, hamburger and fries(which I still snack on as I cant even move!) I love knowing that I ate so much that I cant even manage the idea of moving....I am immobile again, and I havent felt this sexy in a long time.

With Kitty’s weight creeping up by the day, normal chairs and booths are becoming ever so difficult to use. Kitty talks to you about some of her recent developments in her fat life that show just how wide her hips and ass are getting as well as a couple of thoughts on how wide she wishes she could be!

I've gained so much weight that I can barely squeeze into my dining room chairs! I used to fit no problem, too. It's so hard to squeeze my fat butt into the chair now! But getting in is the easy part! 😉

I tried on some new lingerie earlier and this bit turned out slightly different than expected! Watch me as I struggle to get it on and struggle to get out of this silly costume. Wish you were there to help!

I just finished doing a round of clothes! I found my favorite comfy pants to wear around the house. Its been like a month. I cant wait to slip them on and enjoy the night...Once i start to put them on I notice that they must have shrunken in the wash. No big deal. They will stretch out a bit and fit perfect. I am really squeezing and pulling...there is no way that I have gained weight, it couldnt be that. I have never heard of clothes getting shrunk this much. I jump and jiggle. I lay down on my bed. I squeeze and dance around trying to make the pants fit. After giving an okay effort, I give up. I am just going to take them off and find something else to wear...but I cant! The pants have gotten so tight on my fat cellulite thighs that my pants wont budge. I am stuck inside my pants. I can feel my heart start to pound. I am pulling as hard as i can. Trying to yank them off of me...it hurts so bad. Digging into my fatness...I finally am able to get them off after a bit of struggle and instantly you can see all the bruises this has left on my thighs...I am calling the washer and dryer company. My clothes shouldnt be shrinking like this.