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Ok so my dildo seems to hate my floor and my wall so it DOESN'T STICK ON TO ANYTHING!! It's so annoying... anyway it seems to stick well on my mirror so I've just been fucking myself on a mirror watching my thighs jiggle and lemme just say I've had some of the best orgasms from it...

The dream 🥵 🤤

Harder to reach

Yeah I know I've let myself go

My toned chest and stomach has gotten soft. TOO soft.

But keeping up with that has gotten difficult with you around.

Funneling every calorie and crumb into me.

Gaining hundreds of pounds was really easy. Easier than working out of course.

I always wanted to be the fit feeder...but it seems the tables have turned and it's everything I've ever wanted.

Except

Being so Goddamn huge has a few disadvantages.

Including trying to reach my cock..

How embarrassing.

You tease me too.

Being six hundred and fifty pounds is hard.

But when I am in desperate need of release and struggle to get it...that's a whole new ball game.

I never thought my cock could shrink under all of this weight.

You tell me how hard it is to find it until I lean back and lift my huge gut for you.

I'm embarrassed but need release.

You hold me down and force thousands of calories down my throat and I willingly submit.

Your hand slips between my blubbery thighs to find my rock hard buried cock.

And to think we used to fuck on the regular and now I've become this obese blob.

Useless and growing even more helpless day by day.

But my poor neglected cock is slowly being buried. I can't even reach it anymore.

When I look in the mirror I can see this big thick mound of fat enveloping it and there's not a single thing I can do to stop it.

I wanted this.

I knew I should have stopped when I was getting winded just from getting out of bed.

But I didn't. I kept gorging, feasting, and swelling.

Now I'm pushing seven hundred pounds.

I'm not just obese...I'm extremely obese.

Those numbers are nearing immobile status quickly and you are taking full advantage of my lack of physical fitness.

But the pressure is building and I need relief.

I try to rub myself by sitting on and grinding a pillow. That does NOT work. Fuck I get so hard when you feed me.

You're so mean to neglect me until I beg for it.

Please just fuck me.

Make me as fat as you can possibly get me. I don't care. My cock stays hard nearly all the time. I know it's slowly getting harder to reach even for you but I need this.

Just lay me back and spread my legs as far as you can. Pin my fatpad back with one hand and jerk me off with the other. I'll cum instantly...

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I need it so bad. Fuck it. Feed me constantly. Make me so fucking big I'm unrecognizable.

I just need to cum. My balls ache from being ignored. I'm so pathetic.

It's frustrating being so fat that you can't reach your dick..

Out of breath just by getting into a sitting position. Fuck me.

If you can roll me over and stuff your cock in my ass, that would work too. Just fuck me please!

If you can reach.. that is...

I don't even know if my heart can take an orgasm at this point either. It pounds even when I'm just laying here guzzling down your slop you feed me. I know you love watching me beg for it..

But now I guess I don't care any more. I'll eat, cum, and my heart will pop.

So please come help me...

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Newly developed kink...nah not really

I thought my developing kink in all things nasty was a recent thing but I remember how many times I jerked off to my best friend's dad who I first met without his shirt on. My best friend (we'll call him Ryan) was basically a hoarder with the rest of his family and there were stains on EVERYTHING, carpet, couch, clothes everything and at first I told myself to be grossed out internally but obviously pretend that it was fine because I didn't want to seem rude to Ryan and his family, but I actually wasn't bothered at all. Like it felt comfortable and lived in and I thought that made it more intimate.

Anyway the dad was sitting in the corner of one of the slobbiest looking couches I ever seen with his massive beer belly resting on his lap. He was just watching the TV which he did every single day almost all the time and would occasionally take a couple gulps from like a two litre soda bottle. My god could that man burp. You could hear them from the other room and if you were sitting on the same couch, you could FEEL it. I felt weird the first time this happened, I've never been so turned on so quickly so it felt like I was going to piss myself (also I was like 14 so I was still unaware). His burping was non-stop he was always eating something and drinking soda or coffee. We once order Chinese takeout and I was just putting some of the stuff I had ordered on my plate when he asked if he could try some, obviously I said yes because I was in his home and he was actually a nice man to talk to about music and he would back me up when Ryan would act up and have tantrums. This man took the serving container and dumped the entire thing on his plate and just piled on almost everything of the rest. Ryan complained that his dad was embarrassing him because he took so much of my food but I kept trying to say how fine it was with me. Because it was more than fine with me. He probably consumed about 2-3k calories in one sitting and then after a couple of gassy burps he asked where the cookie bucket was (they called it a bucket because it was like the size of a waste paper basket) and he continued eating those too. When I got home I pretty much immediately went to bed and jacked off to the sound of those burps, I came like 3 times that night because I was just so horny about the sounds, the stuffing, the exposed blubber and the way the vibrations felt through the couch. I probably should've realised then that I was attracted to fat slobs and greasy gassy pigs but I think I was just so ashamed that I had masturbated to my best friend's dad that I locked that part away from myself and only now am I beginning to fully let go of the shame I feel and just embrace being a slut for slobby men.