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Title explains itself, I want to find out how to make a weight gain shake without it seeming like one.

Hello, Ive recently been reaching out to find new people into feederism. I'm really really looking to meet any girl around my age (19) that enjoys gaining weight or just likes feederism in general. I'm open to explore so both female feedees and feeders can text me. I'm open to any girls under 30yrs old. I'm in first year of university and love girls that started gaining because of their college experience. I typically like cute skinnier girls or ex athletes who fatten up to about 200lbs because I can see the progress better and tease them more. I'd love to find someone to encourage and stick around for their journey. If u meet any of the things I said u should definitely message me. My Kik is jeffeeyj03 so feel free to add me. Just tell me u added me from curvage. Pictures are also appreciated but not necessary.

Hi I'm a first year student who recently started joining these communities to look for anyone interested in chatting. I have a gf who doesn't really enjoy this stuff but I think it's a big part of my life. I'm trying to find any girls roughly my age (19) who wanna talk about feederism. I love encouraging and teasing and I'm dying to know more and experience this with someone else. I'm open to talk to any female feeders or feedees. You can add my Kik if ur interested in talking: jeffeeyj03

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Hedonism? Gluttony? Indulgence? Too big words for your too small mind. You were a smart, independent, fit young lady. Look at you now. A cow bell collar around your neck. Cow print tights gripping on your expanding thighs for dear life, hoping they don’t tear. Your mind has been erased by giving into your most basest desires to feed and cum every hour, on the hour. Delayed gratification is a sin. Over abundance is the norm. Who needs to think when you have a feeder? Your feeder makes all the decisions for you. What to eat, what to wear, where to go. He loves to shows off his blue ribbon sow. County Fairs, beaches, public parks. All places to feast in front of others, dressed in outfits already tighter and tighter by the minute, showing them their potential too if they give in. You can’t go home until you’ve been a good cow and finished your plate. “Good Girl” is your reward, as you always aim to please. Good girls get seconds and thirds. Some spectators go home and can’t get you, the prize fat cow out of their head. Public stuffing until my feedee is uncomfortably full. The only thoughts in her pretty plump head is “I’m so full, I’m so full, I’m so full”. Heavy breathing. Full gut pushing out against the tight outfit I told her to wear. She needs my help to get up, waddle across the park, and loaded in the car like cattle to a cattle car. At home, she needs belly rubs to make room for desserts. A milkshake a day means good times are here to stay. I’m not done with her feeding. No just yet. Upcoming birthdays, wedding, graduations, and holiday season. Lots of reasons to celebrate and food is your feedee’s favorite part of that celebration. Like pavlov’s dogs, she quickly associates food with celebration. Soon enough, every single little small victory is celebrated with a big helping of food. Oh, it’s Friday? Time for a large milkshake. She found $5 in the laundry? Spend it on family sized bag of snacks. It was sunny today? Perfect time to eat some ice cream. And by some ice cream, I mean she eats a full quart of ice cream in one sitting. It’s summertime. It’s sunny almost every day. She eats and eats but it’s self care and she feels great. She doesn’t even notice the pounds piling on. No one will say anything but they notice her body jiggling more. They politely ask if she REALLY wants seconds and thirds at Sunday brunch. Friends suggest they work out together to get beach bodies. She brushes it all off. Sure, her clothes fit tighter. She’s out of breath for going up a flight of stairs more than before. All her sitting furniture has dents from wherever she plops down. Still, if you told her that she put on a few pounds, she will only say “it’s water weight, it will melt right off.” Friends stopped asking. They accepted it as truth. They even indulged in their desires when eating with your feeder. She has gained 60 pounds and still denies she has gone full hog wild. The seed has been planted. You didn’t mean to inspire crowds to eat. You simply unlocked what what already there, just what your feeder did for you. They feed too and join you in the feast. Numbers of feeder and feedees grow by the month, literally and figuratively. It’s not an epidemic, it’s a revolution. It was always there, they just needed the golden calf to worship. That’s you, blue ribbon cow. Farmer’s favorite.

You met this girl on one of the many dating apps. Her profile is a bubbly, athletic short girl. She likes to have fun with her friends. Traveled to cool places. It’s a party everywhere she goes. You swiped right, matched and instantly hit it off together. Over the following weeks during COVID lockdown, you Facetime with this cute, bubbly girl. The conversations are great. Lots in common. Never running out of conversation topics. One of the topics you guys always return back to is food, though. She loves food and you love that she loves food. The enthusiasm is infectious. The screen captured only her face and never went lower than her neckline. You agree to meet up once you both are fully vaxxed. Wonderful. You suggest sushi and she suggests this all you can eat sushi restaurant. You meet at the restaurant and seems like that athletic girl from the pictures is a very plump and round girl. During Covid-19 quarantine, she gained 50 pounds and she hid it from you to shield herself from judgement. The restaurant is reservation only so you make the reservation in your name. You arrive first. The hostess, a skinny 19 year old conventionally attractive blonde girl, asks if you’ll be dining alone. You say no, table for two. You’ll be joined by a date soon enough. The hostess walks you to a free table at the very back of the restaurant. In idle chit chat walking across the room, you show her a picture of your date, short 5’2” athletic woman, asking the hostess to point your date in the direction of your table. She assures you that she will do just that. The Lunch Rush is on and the restaurant is getting busy. Your phone buzzes. SOMETHING IS WRONG. The hostess wont let your date through unless she has a reservation or is meeting someone already seated. She gives your name but the hostess doesn’t believe her. You walk up to the hostess station and confront the situation. Your date doesn’t look like quite like she does her dating profile pictures. She was MUCH smaller in her pictures. Your date looks the same except she has gained weight from her pre quarantine pictures. A LOT OF WEIGHT. The hostess is totally embarrassed. She thought your date was someone else, someone thinner. You are shocked by this transformation. Mesmerized. Taken in by the hypnotic quality of your date’s new curves. You understand now why you like it. You always brought back the conversations to food. You don’t judge her. Quite the opposite. You bashfully admit her appetite is a turn on. In past conversations about food, it turned you on that she had a big appetite. 

You can’t look away from her. she wears black leggings and a black top that makes her like a chubby Sandy from Grease. She jiggles with every step towards the buffet. Still unsure to take you at your word, she fills up her plate that is simply just a sad excuse of proportions. She is trying to eat like a bird. You tease her about this followed with encouragement to get more, it’s all you can eat after all. You barely sit down and she is already chowing down furiously. “You must have been starving!’’, you say. She bashfully admits that she already had two meals that day. First and second breakfast. Hot. This girl can put it away alright. This puts a question in your mind. How much can she eat? Can that limit be pushed if she really wants to go there? Can you give her that permission to give into her latent desires? After finishing her plate, she pretends to be full. You don’t buy it. You walk with her to the buffet. After asking her what looks good, she picks out the food that look the tastiest. You place the food on her plate, look her in the eyes, and tell her we’re not leaving until you finish this plate. She can’t help but blush. The wine flows. Food devoured. You have no problem showering her in compliments. You get turned on more and more she stuffs her plump pretty face. Her plate is finished. She can’t believe she ate that much. Her leggings grow tight around the midsection. You ask her if she is feeling full. She pauses and says “kinda”. Bingo. You pick up her plate. Walk over to the buffet. Hand her her final plate with the same proportions as before. You push the plate filled with yummy and delicious food on it towards her. Smile. Say, “you’re pretty when you eat.” She looks at the food. A voice in her tells her no but she is feeling rebellious. Fuck it. She gives in. Desire wins that round. There is no going back.

Any feedees out here in Kentucky that would want to meet Could go on a food date or go bowling or something idk lol I am definitely interested in a relationship if we are compatible.

So yesterday I found out that someone I had been in contact with started modeling on here. When I knew this person they weren’t into feederism at the time, or at least not to my knowledge. It was long distance, stuff over Skype, but they were close enough that we had planned to meet up at one point before things fell off. There was no falling out or anything, eventually things just got really busy and we lost communication. I used to have a few means of contact but all their old social media is no longer around. I don’t have enough reputation to message directly but I’m very curious to reach out. Should I do it? What’s a good way of going about that without DMs, or am I just going to have to rack up the reputation? I don’t want to post anything publicly on their wall or anything because if they got rid of old social media I’m assuming they’re concerned about the privacy of their identity and I want to respect that.

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“150-420” A Sex-Filled Feedee/Feeder Relationship Tale... (Early 2019) Jake watched in fascination while Alia polished off her plate, soaking her bread in rich curry sauce and licking her lips. They’ve been coming to this Thai restaurant more frequently lately since his grandparents moved into town. Lately it has been great just to get out on Friday nights together without worrying about their son. Since her raise at work, eating out has become a “multiple nights a week” routine. If it’s a weeknight they sometimes take their son Jasper to the burger place around the corner. Jake knows they are blowing a lot of money, but he can’t help but be excited when Alia suggests going out. He knows what is going to happen. If it’s burgers, she’s going to get a giant draft beer and a milkshake...a double patty burger, a large fry (with mayonnaise), and a side salad. Probably a 1,300 calorie meal. He, himself, can’t usually make it through a whole burger and fries. Sometimes she even finishes his off. If they go to a local pizzeria, Alia always orders more food than necessary because it’s an easy thing to toss leftovers in the fridge. But that never happens. They usually order different pizzas and split them up. It doesn’t slip Jake’s attention that by the end of the meal- Alia has gorged herself on an entire 16” pizza’s worth of slices...plus wine...plus a beer...and a good portion of the bread they brought out with olive oil at the start. They always order dessert. This was almost three years ago... A lot has changed nowadays. They rarely order dessert- it’s too damned expensive at all these newer modern restaurants. It doesn’t matter though. It won’t stop Alia from asking in the car on the way home this last week, “Can I run into Albertson’s to get some ice cream?” It’s not just that she wants ice cream- she is a great baker herself, and has a chocolate pie waiting at home that she knows would be much better complimented with ice cream. It must have been on her mind ever since they left the restaurant. Jake sighs with a grin on his face and pulls over. “Just a sec. I’ll be right back!” She says. He can’t help but notice how her side rolls spill out of her pants and how her ass takes up almost the entire doorframe as she swings her thick legs out of the car. She is an absolute goddess. He watches as everything on her jiggles while she walks into the store. He also notices a few people in the parking lot glance at her... Alia must be getting close to 420 lbs at this point, if not over. Jake hasn’t asked her what her weight is in a long time...but he’s pretty sure she looks like she has put on at least 40-50 lbs since the last time she had a doctor’s visit 6 months ago. Some days, depending on what she is wearing, he thinks it may even be more than that. Some days...he just can’t even fathom how HUGE she has become. The weight all started piling on after they had their son 4 years ago. When he met her 2 years prior, she was a solid 150 lbs. She was physically a great match for what he considered “his type.” Five-ten, dark hair, pronounced bubble butt, curvy little tummy, fairly large D breasts...gorgeous face and eyes. She could have been an actress. Jake let on pretty early on in the relationship that he was into bigger girls, and Alia always seemed to smile when he’d squeeze her ass and comment on the size of it. She was completely unaware of Jake’s secret fetish for very large girls and weight gain in general. For a long time, Jake was content to leave the thought of BBW’s and SSBBW’s to nightly masturbations and internet sites. He didn’t want to be a husband that pressured his wife into anything she didn’t want to do. By the time Alia got pregnant, however, she had already gained at least 25 lbs. The day of conception was spurred on by Jake glancing at how much Alia’s thighs had grown. He couldn’t help but pull her ravenously to the couch...and everything changed after that day. During pregnancy, Alia put on a fair amount of weight- topping out at around 198 lbs. Most of the weight, however, went into her belly...and though the thought of it excited Jake...the “firmness” of her stomach and the fact that a living human laid dormant inside, added with her pregnancy discomfort most of the time- led to a pretty sterile sex life. After the baby, however, Alia had several months leave time from work- and another incident happened. She was outside gardening in the following week, and tripped the wrong way on her ankle. It resulted in a major fracture that put her in a brace for almost 10 weeks. When this happened, she had dropped back down to around 185 lbs. Within a week of couch-life, Jake started to notice some changes in Stephanie’s appetite. The pregnancy had already altered her tastes for certain foods, and had taken a turn more towards greasy, salty, and fatty foods. Now he found himself making Wendy’s runs, ordering Domino’s, and driving to the bar-b-q place down the street...since she wasn’t able to be on her feet to cook as much. He wasn’t a great cook himself and was happy to oblige, and even happier when she would write down her orders. From Wendy’s, it was a “Chicken club combo, baconator, large frostee, and an order of chicken nuggets.” From Domino’s it would be a “large pepperoni pizza with extra toppings, an order of cheesy garlic bread, and lots of marinara and banana peppers” Jake would usually order a little something extra for himself, and he believed Alia intended for the large amount of food in each order to be for collective consumption. However...every night...he would watch her with eyes wide. As she would be absorbed in whatever TV show was the pick of the night- her hands seemed to move in an automatic fashion from her plate to her mouth. She was finishing off everything she ordered. Every night. If there were any leftovers from his own portions, Jake would check mid-day the following day to find them gone as well. Six weeks later, they still weren’t having sex due to her injury and constant care of the baby. Alia had put on over 20 lbs from what Jake could tell at this point...heavier than at full pregnancy now...and he was having a hard time keeping his load in his pants. She was already much thicker around the hips, and her belly was starting to form into a pretty significant double belly with a little hang. She mostly wore pajamas and loose tops during this period...not having much reason to get dressed up. One afternoon, she was in a particularly bad mood, and Jake asked her what was wrong. “I weighed myself at my parents yesterday and I’M OVER 200 POUNDS.” She exclaimed... Jake had to hide how much this excited him. Her mother was trying to convince her to go on a post-pregnancy weight-loss program. Luckily for Jake, she admitted that the idea pissed her off. The subject was dropped and meanwhile, Alia’s appetite only continued to grow. The next four weeks found her putting on another 15 lbs. After the brace came off and Alia began to work again, things plateaued for a long while. She lingered around a hefty 225 for 6 months, occasionally going up by 5-6 lbs and then sometimes losing it. She still ate a lot- but her portion sizes went down and the family as a whole ate more meals at home. At this point, Jake was more attracted to his wife than ever. She had already completely transformed from the modest 150 lb 24-year-old he met 3 years ago. Her 80 lb gain had caused her ass to fill out and widen a lot, her breasts had gone up to triple D’s, and she had a fantastically juicy double belly that protruded just a little further out than her tits when she let it hang out. She continued to wear clothes from her old wardrobe and the tightness of everything really made her look like a proper “fat girl” most of the time. The extra weight didn’t seem to bother Alia, either. She had always been and still was a very active person. They would go for bike rides as a family, and still hiked and went for walks. Even with her bigness, her great posture and the overall way she carried herself still allowed her to pull off dresses she used to wear. Jake noticed the weight gain in Alia idling for a long time, but was more than content to be living with a fairly large girl. Their sex-life was back on track, and the added thickness and softness of Alia’s heavier body made it hard for Jake not to blow his load pretty early on in the night. There were obvious changes in their sexual dynamic. He would have to hold himself higher off of her stomach when on top- in order not to squash her uncomfortably....her fupa had become a nice little ball of fat and required more searching with his tongue to find her sweet spot....her belly now flopped up and down on his chest when she rode him, and she sweated a lot more under her belly and breasts a lot more. All of this turned him on to an extreme- but Jake dreamed of more...he secretly wanted Alia to let herself go and pack on much more weight. She seemed to be gaining at a trickling pace and he often wondered if things would change again. He knew he could never just outright ask her to gain. It was mostly a fantasy. That wouldn’t be a fair pressure point to put on her, and he had sort of half-jokingly brought it up years before with bad results. He respected her choice to do as she wanted with her own body. “But what if...” He began to think... Jake knew that donuts were a weak spot for Alia. He would encourage visits to the local donut shop most weekends and always bulged in his pants watching Alia devour them. She often talked jokingly about how she loved donuts more than sex. Jake started picking up donuts on his way home from work. First it started as a “surprise” treat and they’d share some after dinner for dessert. He didn’t want to overdo it, but after skipping a few days- Alia started to ask if he was going to pick some more up again. It started to become a routine. Coincidentally, work stress and other things had started Alia back on eating sprees. Jake noticed her eating larger portions again and almost ALWAYS having a donut after dinner. Sometimes he would even go to bed early and hear her shuffling into the kitchen for a second. A few months later, she admitted to weighing in at 250 lbs at a recent doctor’s visit. Again she looked perplexed in the mirror when her pants wouldn’t even come close to buttoning. Jake sat in a trance on the bed watching her huge gut spilling out from under her hands as she jiggled it curiously. Jake half expected her to declare it was time for a diet when instead she said “I think I need to go shopping for some new clothes this weekend.” Jake’s face lit up. She STILL didn’t mind the weight. And then Jake decided to do something daring. On a date night, after a particularly large Italian meal on a date night (Alia had consumed a large veal parmesan plate, two glasses of wine, a half-tray of breadsticks, salad, and several bites of Jake’s unfinished lasagna)...Jake and Alia got back to their house both feeling pretty horny. They started making out on the couch more passionately than usual...the weight of her driving Jake into madness. Alia had already had to unbutton her new pants to feel more comfortable in the car on the drive home. The donut box he had picked up earlier lay untouched on the coffee table nearby. In between kisses, he reached over and pulled one out of the box. He did it half-jokingly, expecting her to say “oof, I’m stuffed!” But as he lifted it to her mouth, she greedily bit in. They stared at each other for a moment while she chewed, Jake wondering if she was really going to go for this. He reached up to give her another bite- and this time she took the rest of the donut with her hand and shoved the entire remaining three-quarters into her mouth. Jake looked surprised. She giggled a little bit. “What? You want me FAT, don’t you?” She took off her shirt and her belly fell out onto Jake’s lap. She looked down and started playing with it. “I’m so much bigger now, aren’t I? Did you know I had to custom order this bra?” She looked down at Jake, who had long since been massively hard. “You like this?” She asked amusingly, “I mean, I know guys like bigger tits...but...you like...ALL of this?” She squeezes her bulging belly again. She sees the response in Jake’s eyes and smiles. Then her smile turns to something else...a grin. A devilish grin. She says one word. “More.” Jake doesn’t hesitate to grab another donut from the box, and Alia stands up for a moment to take her pants off. Jake quickly does the same. With his dick already rock hard, she sits down on it and begins to ride him...her weight already making the procedure a little awkward at their angle on the couch. It isn’t long before they are rocking back and forth steadily, and Jake lifts the donut to Alia’s mouth. She eats this one in three bites, moaning with pleasure at each one. She has never experienced eating her favorite food during sex before and it obviously is turning her on. Jake is already in heaven at this point and assumes that she is probably pretty full at this point. He is usually pretty good at holding out until Alia cums most nights but is having a hard time tonight. As he grabs her stomach he can’t believe what he hears. “MORE.” She moans. Jake’s heart is racing at “holy shit” level at this point, and he doesn’t need to be told twice. He hands her another donut and she devours it as the sex intensifies. Jake doesn’t think he has ever heard Alia moan as much or as hard as this moment. She finishes number three off and almost yells, “DON’T...STOP.” Donut number four vanishes more quickly than the others...five is the same...six she pulls apart a little more slowly, obviously getting to a point where she is feeling incredibly full. They are both moaning and the couch shakes underneath their combined weight and movement. Jake is close to ready to burst and he can tell she is too. “Mmmm. Just one more, baby...please...” All that is left in the donut box is a long cream filled eclair and Jake holds it up obediently. This time, he shoves it into her mouth and as she is pushing in the last third with her finger she screams in pleasure and starts to cum hard. They cum together in what would be a life-changing night for the both of them. The next morning, Jake woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. He walks into the kitchen and Alia is still in her underwear...her significant stomach plopped on the counter while she leans over to pour water into the coffee **. After he unbelievingly watches her eat a hefty breakfast of croissants, eggs, bacon, and avocado- she breaks the ice. “I guess you had fun last night?” She says with an embarrassed smile. “Doesn’t your stomach hurt?” Jake asks “It felt a little uneasy this morning but it passed. Mostly was gassy...” she blushes. Jake decides it’s now or never. “Would you...want to do something like that again?” He asks. “It WAS pretty hot....I felt REALLY good. I don’t know if I’ve ever been THAT full before but something about it turned me on A LOT. I think I came four times....and my whole body was tingling and relaxed afterwards...but if we kept that kind of thing up I’d blow up like a whale! Ha.” “That’s not such a bad thing” Jake chuckles anxiously. “Well,” she said, “I definitely don’t think I could do it all the time.” But as a few days passed, both of them could tell that that wild night was on each others’ minds. Three days later, Jake came home with another box of donuts. After they put their son to sleep, they went to their bedroom. This time, Alia devoured five donuts and three eclairs before cumming. Their sex life had never been this good. Multiple nights a week led to hot and heavy feeding sessions. On one occasion, Alia shocked herself by devouring almost an entire cake. On some nights, they went at a slower pace, but Alia soon discovered that she had to reach a certain level of fullness before her orgasm reached its peak potential. On a few nights she accidentally made herself sick, but she quickly found her balance and over time she found she could push herself even further. Alia discovered that not only was the feeling of extreme fullness a turn-on...but she was even more-so turned on by Jake’s absolute worship over her fatter body every week. Jake caught her staring at herself in the mirror one day after several months had passed...he guessed she must be around 280 or 290 at this point. She was admiring her curves like she was really seeing the changes for the first time. Her ass had only continued to grow and was now one of the biggest features on her body. Her breasts had grown more modestly, but Jake knew she had recently ordered a few G cup bras. They rested on top of her now impressive double belly and hanging fupa below. Her thighs had become incredibly thick as well but her ankles remained more slender by comparison. She had always had great legs. Her face had long since started to show small changes...her double chin forming around the 225 lb point...but now her cheeks were noticeably more plump, and her neck a little broader. Her eyes and the structure of her face and forehead, though, still resembled that of a more slender woman’s. “Do you still think I’m hot?” She asked with a little insecurity as Jake ogled her with his eyes. “Baby, I can’t keep my eyes off of you.” Jake relied dutifully. “If you put on another hundred pounds, I think I might die of happiness.” He meant it jokingly, but as his birthday came up a few weeks later- Alia surprised him with something. She had been starting to wear more clothes that accented her curves lately and was spilling out of a tight top and bottom she knew drove him crazy. He unwrapped a big container of something he hadn’t seen before. It looked like stuff he maybe seen in the grocery once or twice. It hit him after a moment. “Is this...weight gain powder??” She looked at him expectantly. He opened it and noticed the container didn’t have a seal. “I tried some earlier,” She said guiltily, “It’s actually not too bad. Apparently if I drink one glass a day it works pretty fast, from the reviews at least.” Jake was speechless, already growing hard. But something stopped him. “Baby, I don’t need you to do this for me. Yo be honest I think you are fucking hot as you are.” He said. “It’s ok baby, I kind of want to...I’ve been reading a lot of fat-positive stuff online...I never knew there was this whole world of people that not only accept fat...but admire and are turned on by it...I didn’t know what a feedee was until a few months ago...and now I can say for sure that I am one and think I never admitted it to myself. And...if I’m not mistaken...you’re technically a feeder, right?” She says the last sentence half mockingly because she already knows Jake loves to feed her. She continues... “And I’m not going to lie...my body feels amazing....and it’s turning me on the bigger I get.” Jake feels like he’s living through a dream as he watches Alia grow over the next year...their sex becoming increasingly hot and heavy...as well as more difficult. By the time she was 330 lbs, he started having to find new ways to angle her legs just to push her fat out of the way and penetrate. Donuts and cake in bed evolved into myriad other treats. Her favorite and most common still being anywhere between 8-12 donuts. Sometimes they experiment with her sitting on his face while she plows through a cake on the bed between his legs. One night, opening up to a new suggestion- she tried and almost finished two liters of heavy whipping cream before Jake bent her over to penetrate her asshole. With some help from his hand on her clit, she came harder than he had ever heard her cum before. Other changes started happening, like Alia becoming much more gassy and perspirant. She showered a lot more to keep up hygiene and none of this ever bothered Jake. In fact, he usually found it kind of hot when she belched or farted a lot after a big meal. By the time she reached 370, she was ordering almost exclusively custom-made clothing. Her belly hung so low and was deliciously enormous at this point- it made it tough for her to fit into anything she owned. Surprising Jake even further, she also started doubling up on her daily weight gain shake. Before Jake could think to suggest it- she once said, “I’m not into that funneling shit. I like to take my time and enjoy my shakes.” (Late 2021) Now, at around 420 lbs- Alia is too large to even ride on top of Jake comfortably. It’s not impossible- but it’s certainly become much more difficult. Jake spends more time now with his face under her massive ass- eating her out and using his tongue to make her climax while she greedily eats whatever treat they pick out. Sometimes he fingers her in the pussy and anus and just gropes her belly, ass, and tits while she plows through a sheet cake. Afterwards, she will often take her MASSIVELY HEAVY belly and smother Jake’s face while she jerks him off. The breathlessness and feeling of the weight on top of him drives him mad and he never lasts long. Alia and Jake still live happily together in a feedee/feeder relationship...even if they are maybe slowing down a bit. Both of them could have never imagined that she would grow to the size she is today...but it has been an exciting journey for both of them. fin ! (I would love to hear your thoughts, comments, or suggestions on this story- this the first fantasy FA fiction I have ever written 😅 Thank you for reading! )

I’m an 18 year old feeder who wants to meet someone irl and start a relationship. If you are in the area of Iowa City I would love to talk more and get to know you. If you are interested and aren’t in Iowa City I still welcome you to chat with me because I’m still open to an online relationship. Hmu on Instagram @hopeful_feeder

My bf stuffed me so much with pizza tonight and I got so big ! Look at the before and after of my belly !

Hi everyone! I’m InkiiGhost, but you can call me Inkii ! 😘 I’m a feedee, feeder, fat admirer, and vore enthusiast. I’ve been haunting this site for quite a while and have finally decided to materialize. I’m very excited to be here and I can’t wait to be a part of this community! 💜

Has anybody had any experience using a remote vibrator to help partner associate food with weight gain? Seems like it would be a powerful motivator.

I was sent this by a fan and thought it would be fun to share it to Curvage~ Which guts do you or your feedee/feeder fill? Share yours below Clean version: Mine as a feedee:

Hi i’m a girl from southern italy! I’m pretty new to this world. I discovered it thanks to my feeder boyfriend and i was fascinated since the beginning! I’m here to share with you my experiences in this world!!! Sending hugs, i hope to make a lot of friends here xoxoxo🥰

Just trying to find a feedee, or honestly just friends in this community in person I. The northern part of Illinois.

Gosh in just the last year i’ve gone up 4 dress sizes and my double chin is getting so thick and noticeable 🙈 EVERYONE is questioning why I’m letting myself eat with no control, and why I’m allowing myself to get this big. I’m receiving so many stares from strangers and having people insult my weight more than any other aspect about me. My gut reallllly sticks out now and it’s definitely everyone’s first word to describe me, “The Short Fat Brunette” thats’s me 🥵😈 And I don’t care! I want to keep growing 🙈 Try and Tell me that my weight gain doesn’t turn you on 😏 I know it does hehe. And to keep up with it I highly recommend you follow me on Curvage and Check out my Clip store 😉😜 My Profile: https://curvage.org/forum/index.php?/profile/75729-chubbybunny**/ My Most Viewed Clip:

Hey everyone, I've never really opened up about anything like this before so I thought that maybe this would be a great place to start. I'm a 25 year old guy from Essex, I'm a feeder but not into being a feeder myself. I'm not entirely sure how to express any of this but for as long as I can remember I have always been into bigger girls. I have always felt this kind of attraction throughout school and had always felt like an outsider for it, my friends being into slimmer and more athletic girls and myself trying hard to fit in with that kind of opinion, even though it had always felt wrong. It wasn't until I moved away from home at 18 and had my own place that I began to explore these fetishes and desires that I finally found myself within this community, albeit quietly watching from the sides and never acting upon it. I've had a couple of partners in the past that have been curvy girls but not into feedeeism or anything in that regard and it has never been something that I've opened up to them about or pushed upon them, but it would turn me on so fucking much when they'd tell me that they've put weight on or when I could visibly see that clothes they had were no longer fitting and I've felt guilty for it. For a long time I have been repressing my emotions and desires and subsequently been feeling unhappy and unfulfilled. As of late I've finally come to embrace who I am and how I feel and I have decided to become a little more open in this community and it's made me feel much happier. Everything feels exciting and I now feel like I have the confidence to explore these feelings, I just don't know where to start! I'm interested to hear what everybody else's stories are and how they began to explore this community? You are all beautiful people and I have a lot of love for you all, I look forward to hearing from you❤️

Hi Everyone, I've recently started writing a story about a woman who is new to the world of feeding and has an appropriate job at a chocolate factory. Check it out here on DeviantArt Any comments or feedback would be appreciated as I am new to the game! I'll try to upload semi-regularly but as it is a hobby I don't necessarily have an upload schedule. Thanks, KC

I’m new to this website and I’m just looking to have fun on here meet people and if anyone is in Iowa City area then hmu I’m hopeful_feeder on Insta and Manwithaplan on ** and man with the plan on fantasy feeder

Hello all! I am new to the world of feeding, weight gain, expansion etc. and am a keen writer. I'm currently on chapter three of a story I'm writing about a woman who is also new to the world of feeding and is in a relationship with a man who is, let's just say, an admirer of the softer form 😉. I think I'll upload the first chapter soon but let me know if anyone would be interested in reading this type of story? Thanks, KC

Hey everyone I'm new around here, follow me on my weight gain journey and watch me become the fat cow I want to be💖💖

As title reads, duh 21 m, 190Ibs in Chandler, AZ Open to anything feeder or feedee related, but tbh I'm leaning more feedee. Anyone local at all?

Good evening to you all. The hour has finally arrived. I am here , your king . You have been craving me for a long time . I have been watching for a long time and I have decided to finally reveal myself. I am your rightful king. Do not be frightened by my sudden emergence. I will serve you all well. Feedees I shall provide to you advice and guidance on how to get as fat as you desire. Feeders I shall provide to you the tools that are required to create the beautiful body that you are assisting you feedee to obtain. Do not worry. This is my life's purpose. It is ordained by God himself. Feel free to ask me anything, make fun of me or whatever your mind can think of . I am here for all of you .