my binder arrived, it kinda fits
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Plant girl who fell asleep on the beach for several hours. She grew three sizes that day
Chun Buns
i would like folks to talk more about how happy being fat makes them. Reblog this and talk about it pls!
Beyond all the obvious perks of dating a feedist/feedee, I do really miss going kinda nuts at gas stations/grocery stores off the cuff.
It's always that little voice.
"Good feeders wouldn't show up empty handed."
And it's a very cute little way of affection. She wouldn't know at the very moment that I'm snaking up and down aisles like the kinky mess I am, studying the options. She loves those. Oh but I can't just get her sweets. There needs to be some salty. Something with bread/carbs too. And then I'm stuck with an armful of snacks thinking about how I'll be feeding some of that to her... which is my little secret I get to keep until I get home from my original trip to the gym to work out.
And it does become near comical. If she lit up when I sauntered in with snacks the first time, then maybe I should seek that reaction... every time.
Post office? Add a detour to get $17 of junk food.
Went for a bike ride? Well how am I supposed to get my post ride Gatorade while ignoring the Texas Rolls near the checkout?
And there's no rationalization either. Is that a lot of food to bring home each and every time I leave the house? Yes? But you loveeee the snacks. I don't see the problem. I'm just your playfully idiot himbo feeder who can't connect the dots between your issues with those pants and my own shopping habits. I thought you thought I was cute when I brought home snacks? You think you're getting fat? I don't see how that is my fault. Let me be cute.
Fat is so beautiful. So soft, like putty under your hands. Sensitive skin covered in lines that showcase how well taken care of, how well loved someone is, how much they've enjoyed life. Gorgeous curves that on some people ripple like water droplets in a puddle and on some like ocean waves. Reddened tummies and rosy cheeks like cherry blossom petals. So much to touch, kiss, and hold. No matter how much or how little, fat is just so perfect and loveable.