Stomach rumbling… there’s nothing hotter than discussing my next stuffing session when I’m already full from dinner 🥵

This video was taken seconds before the button came flying off. Too bad I didn’t get that part on video

A slow delicious evening of feedism, stretched over several hours, full of treats and surprises all for one purpose: to fatten this piggy up. Some breaks here and there just to ensure that my belly can stretch out between feedings. And looking forward to a heavenly prize at the end 💦😉

Laying in my bed in anticipation of the stuffing I’ve been warned of later today. Don’t threaten me with a good time.

Getting some ☀️ on this belly

I remember when I used to hope that one day my belly would touch my thighs when I lean back. Now it not only touches them but it sags between them.
Just fattening myself up more today for my next inspection.

It’s 2PM and it’s one of those slow-start days. Breakfast and lunch will have to be combined into one at McDonald’s 😆

These brownies are the fifth dessert I’ve baked in the past week. I made a batch of lemon possets twice (which is heavy cream and sugar with a lil lemon), two loaves of zucchini bread (which despite the healthy name is basically cake), and now these ultra rich fudge brownies. And I ate it allllll 🤤

That feeling when I roll out of bed and my belly rests heavily on my thighs, immediately reminding me how fat I am. My stomach growls, hungry for a fattening breakfast even though I just stuffed it the night before.
Guess I’ll be eating myself into a stupor today, too.

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