People are so quick to assume that ‘might makes right’ in the world of predator and prey. And yet, here I am. Having devoured dragons and swallowed groups without a single bit of muscle definition to Me. Perhaps it’s time for those people to reconsider before they end up on My dinner platter next.

When people speak of Warhammer 40k, many will say that ‘the Imperium isn’t something you can just break away from or subvert!’ Watch Me.

Having someone cloned repeatedly to devour over and over is a very fine idea. What’s very good as well is having infinite servants of that person~

Many assume that divinity is the apex. That to see godliness is the absolute limit of possibility in power. Those people are mistaken. Divine beings make very good servants.

Do you think your special other(s) will be more or less in love with you, knowing that you’re wobbling on My waistline? I’d say more, given how they’d adore how you look as a part of Me~

I understand well, most people lean more submissive and preyish. That said, I’d like some more pred and dominant playstyle representation in kinky games. I enjoy bending the worlds others create to My will~

Enjoying the thought tonight of devouring someone wearing a leash, and hanging onto it to keep their face seeing the outside world for a bit… midway down into My stomach.

Love the idea of being surrounded by magic hands serving My whims. Feeding, kneading, worshipping Me. All angles being tended to. Mmh.

Want to know about Me? A correct desire. I’m the Supreme Empress Aether, rightful absolute ruler of everything and everyone. I love weight gain, vore, and dom/sub type content. I’m a cute lil’ femboy, though obviously that excludes in waistline. 1/4

I look so pretty in My new form~

Very specific fat ‘problem’ that I don’t think anyone has ever mentioned. You get fat enough, and you can’t properly use your waist tracker for VR full body tracking with all that tummy overhang. You try to squeeze it over your tummy, it jiggles around and is practically useless.

I now have an avali form. Edits to be made, but I’m pleased to be a space bird ruling over everything and all~

I have been testing an avali avatar in VRChat. It feels right, in some way. I will be having an avali form~

Devouring a fatass stuffed with five other people…

Played Rain World for the first time with the Rotund World and Devourment mods. I was taken aback almost by how much I was blushing at the idea of being such a greedy fatass in that environment, devouring dangerous creatures and making Myself near helpless even as I’m the apex predator. Very fun.

I want to be relentlessly teased and praised about what a glorious fatass of a femboy ruler of everything I am~ I want to be brought to a pleased blush. I want to moan with pleasure. I want to feel every last jiggle and wobble of My fattened body as I’m tended to from every angle~ As I deserve~

I enjoy that so many people enjoy having their bodies changed to fit what I desire in a given moment. I want a strong and tall protector? So it shall be. A soft snuggle partner? Immediately done. A beautiful, feminine and dangerous person to dispatch My enemies and look good doing it? Absolutely.

Mmh. I’m so fat, and soft, and expansive… But I want more. I want to be fatter, and softer. I want doorways to tremble and restaurants to quake. My legendary greed should be known to them all~… And every last inch wobbling as a result of that I shall always show off proudly~

I want to do more VR roleplay. I’ve found that to be uniquely fun and enjoyable lately.

Solarpunk, but combined with older construction styles. A palace made of marbles, granites, and mahogany wood, but with technology suffusing the place. Automatic doors, interactive walls, perfect climate control, automated defense systems. This is how I want My palace designed.

Really been embracing being more of a cruel pred. I care about My servants. The people who just are food, though? I’ll forget them after they digest. I don’t remember last night’s meal. Their skull will be a fine addition to the collection, their soul forever bound to My waistline~

I love nakedly showing off My prey stuffed gut to everyone around. All should hear their cries for help. All should know how gloriously gluttonous and greedy I am. Everyone should know I’m taking a life for My own selfish pleasure and enjoyment. I deserve no less~

I enjoy servants who have different kinds of magical or supernatural powers. Very fun to see how they can use those powers in service to Me~

I recently had someone say ‘I don’t take things seriously’. There are absolutely things that should be taken seriously with kink and more. I take Dom/sub dynamics very seriously. I rule over people and it goes well beyond ‘just a bit of fun’. It makes them so much better.

I like when My servants get handsy with Me. I have a lot of pudge to worship. Why aren’t you worshipping Me?

I really enjoy the concept of a Birch world. Layers upon layers of worlds all specialized, a practically eternal, peak civilization. What a place for Me to rule from…

I’m hungry. Feed Me five hundred people.

I want to do more group things. I should be surrounded by servants worshipping Me from every angle.

Few flavors are more delicious than arrogance. Someone who thinks themselves high and mighty, ending up My prey. The softness of their success being added to My own. Their indignant cries. Truly delectable.

I enjoy when someone points out how physically weak and lacking in conditioning I am. It just further exemplifies how I never need to lift a finger~

Being in a candy dimension with other people, and letting them glut and fatten just to eat them once they’re immobilized~

I want a few strong and tall servants to carry Me around in a palanquin. I’m not walking a step~

I have recognized consciously now that I enjoy active denial of the revenge or pushback of others. Eating someone then showing off My gut to their friends and family, letting them know they are gone, just for My own selfish pleasure, for instance. They just have to watch My glorious tummy wobble~

Going to a water park and relaxing at the end of a slide waiting to eat the people who use it is a good trope. I don’t work for My food.

I want to just relax on the beach today and have every inch of My fat femboy body serviced as I sip on fruity drinks and am fed snacks.

I want to remind all of you of something important. You are valid for being who you are. It doesn’t require anyone’s approval. It doesn’t need the permission of anyone. You are who you are, and you can be who you want to be. Be yourself. Do not compromise on this.

Being absolutely dominant, as I am, does not preclude Me from enjoying the feeling of a hot, pleased blush on My face as I’m relentlessly, reverently teased by My servants about things I enjoy~ Teasing doesn’t undermine My dominance and glory, it only serves My desires~

People who are successful preds: thank you for fattening yourself up into such a nice feast for Me~

My greed is boundless. I want more. More. All for Me~

I love knowing that I’m so utterly fat I can’t even reach past Myself. Would I get that thing Myself anyway even if I weren’t? No, that’s what servants are for. Is it hot knowing I couldn’t even if I tried? YES.

I love being fat. Every jiggle and wobble that I can feel. Every bit of softness that I love to grab at and have others worship. That feeling of being so decadent and greedy. I want more.

Hey, you, yeah you. You’d look good with a collar around your neck.

Relatedly to My earlier post, I find the idea of a ‘mech pilot who has a successful career and has to cut that career short because they’re too fat to work the controls anymore, to be amusing.

A fun setting I’d like to see more stories based in is Battletech. Not even about the ‘mechs themselves, necessarily, but the political machinations of the different noble houses. Sounds very enjoyable. Though big ‘mech go bang is fun too.

History is a beautiful topic. I will forever hold respect for the people who brought the words and experiences of people hundreds, thousands of years ago to us in the present. On this topic, I’m reminded of a guy who was such a fan of Xenophon he took the name Xenophon the Younger…

I have thought before one why I enjoy post apocalypse scenarios for kink so much. And I’ve realized, that it’s very hot to have indulgence in a high scarcity, high danger environment. Somehow being a successful decadent fatass in a setting like Fallout despite the odds, very fun.

I talk a lot about eating larger prey here, but micros have their place too. Especially in quantity. They make great toppings on food, little snacks to be devoured without even being looked at to be forgotten in the first place. Delectable, squirmy little treats that feel wonderful on the gullet~

Thinking today about relaxing by the poolside and being fed fruits whilst being given a full body massage… Some of the least of which I deserve.

POV: You are My newest servant. sluuuurp. Ahhhh~… “Mmh. Hff. I’ve gotten so fat~” As you look upon My sprawled form, that much is a definite truth. Naked, laid back, making no attempt to hide My indulgence. 1/16

It’s been very rainy this week. Rain is nice. Constant sunny weather is very overrated. The drum against the windows, the comfy vibes. Perfect white noise to digest a person to.