A New year, a New YOU! Better make the most of your resolutions!

A New year, a New YOU! Better make the most of your resolutions!

Merry Feasting to all the fatties and folk following me (closet fatties) who remove their limiters for this one day. I hope your days are uncomplicated, flow smoothly and full of gut filling goodness and warmth.

I hope all my American cousins got plenty of food and little chatter for thanksgiving. Maybe some stares as you're definitely bigger than folks remember. The itch at the back of your mind whether the chair beneath you is creaking or if it's just your imagination. Probably better to test it~

Tossing up ideas for a month long event, trying to figure out what the best thing to tease folk with would be. It's Halloween season yo, so surely it should be transformative.

Hear that click beneath you? The chair is straining... it didn't used to do that right? It's relatively new, surely... you would've known if had been doing that the whole time. It creaks too when you lean over to open another snack or three, that's definitely new. Probably nothing to worry about~

quick time event

Some overdue gift art for @pillowknight.bsky.social of my plush evil goat lady holding him down. Reenacting the bygone viral beach meme.

Today we're normalising clothes "shrinking". The extra few tugs it takes to get your underwear on, your pants getting only halfway up your leg before your body starts to sweat~

Today is a burger day~ If I was sponsored by a fast food congolomerate I'd throw out some meny options but alas~ As a free agent, I'd say today is a good day for burgers and stuff yourself with fries.

Feels pertinent to bring this up while DR chapters are making the rounds! Still happy with this, looking to come back to it soonish.

Happy pride to all the folks out there who are queerly expanding into blobs of indeterminate gender on the weighing scale of life~

Manifesting really heavy fupas to all my followers.

It's truly a shame I'm not provided infinite funds so I can truly eat myself into a more regal shape.

What's that? Your MMO just got a new content patch? Or maybe a rerelease of a game you used to play is out? Sounds like a good reason for some YOU time, order some food in, download the games, fix yourself a snack while it installs. Take some holiday time off work, just a week, enjoy yourself...

I hope everyone fills themselves with sweet chocolate until they're passed out on the couch. Wake up and then find the bunny has left a few more resting on your doughy chest.

I wish this site had polls, because I'd love to survey what people's go-to snack categories are. Crisps, Sweets, or maybe you ... cook!

Normalise being surrounded by confectioneries that are always within an arm's reach. The bigger you get, the harder it'll be to get up and GET food so, makes sense it should all be close to you always right? Of course. This is why there's a tray of 36 eclairs on the armrest of your chair.

another POV pic ...

It's a shame I missed the chance to do something new for 413, but I think I have a few ideas...

Had to reskeet for 413.

Buy yourself treats for finishing the work week, but devour them moments after returning home. Now you're out of snacks and purchase more snacks only to rapidly demolish those. It's like the second you cross the threshold, all the bags become so much lighter and there's wrappers everywhere...

Finding your overstuffed pig in the throws of another gorging sesh. They've fed themselves into oblivion, and you can tell from their desperate pining noises that they need release. However their overstuffed body has long buried their member beneath a pillowy fatpad that's engulfed them to a nub.

Imagine being able to see your toes. Now even when you creak and bend over the amount of chest fat mushes into your neck flab and keeps you from seeing your feet at all. But it's very fun to watch you try, straining as you attempt to shrink your gut with all kinds of movement that utterly fail.

The perfectly normal desire to force-feed somebody 40 hotdogs until they are so stuffed they can't move.

Siblings can't leave well enough alone can they? Azula should've called dibs.

Did this for a contest kawaiidebu's ran a few years back, and still one of my funnest interactions I've drawn, especially as I don't draw Jennifer much.

It's the end of the week, and you have 2 days of nothing but sloth ahead of you. You deserve to treat yourself, you worked hard (maybe), achieved something (unlikely) and have an empty belly and a craving for food (guaranteed). So do it, pick up the phone, or circle that oh so familiar food app~

Thinking about plush and hefty moobs.

Thinking about massively plush fatpads burying even the fattest wangs until just a buried nub of a head can show. Hard to talk tough and act hung when only your head peeks out from it's fleshy bed of gluttony. Still deserves attention, and it's not like you can reach it, right?

Wondering if there are tags I can improve the reach of my... "encouragement". There's a whole wide world out there of people who don't realize they should be wider, and might just need the soft tickle behind the ear to do so~ Also I suppose some people could use it to filter, I guess.

Normalize helping yourself to a family meal and devouring it clean in one sitting. Growing aroused at the feeling of a full stomach and the knowledge that the fat will stick with you forever. Then reclining back and pleasuring yourself to your wanton display of gluttony~ Then do it again.

Thinking about heavy fatpads, and how regardless of sex they slowly eat your genitals until you can't reach them anymore. Not that you can with that 50lb belly blocking the way, but that's why you have a partner, or a feeder, somebody who can make sure everything's still going smoothly~

Order takeaway at an inhuman frequency, to the point that the delivery people know you by name. From your swelling body and ill-fitting clothes, they know why you're doing it. Every time you receive the "Family Feast for 12" from them they give you a look that pushes your arousal into overdrive.

it's Valentine's Day, time for you to love yourself, and treat yourself as much as you possibly can. Flood your body with pleasure, the food you love, the touches you love. Caress your growing shape as you fill it up with the tastes you love. Today your addiction is just right, and you know it.

A heavy fat pad smothers your cock in soft warm folds. Every mild movement you muster causes it to rub against your member and it inevitably stirs. Soon enough the very motions involved in waddling to the fridge rub you to climax. Thigh meat against fat pad, pad against cock, back and forth.

Puffy areola bigger than your head with coke can nipples.

Getting so fat your own body starts encroaching on your peripheral vision. Soon enough, when looking forward, you'll be able to see your belly ahead of you, followed by your blossoming breasts slowly undercutting your vision, more so when they gain a helpful shelf from your expansive gut.

Nipple licking is pretty rad.

The decision when ordering a takeaway is rarely how much, because the answer is always "lots", but instead what type~

A fat guy with tits so big his feeder gets breast envy. It's only a matter of months before her hand-me-downs aren't good enough and his tit-flesh is spilling and threatening to tear them at the seams.

A silly gift for a special pooch's birthday. @pillowknight.bsky.social I hope you can feel 3 different kinds of softness today.

It's 2025 so I hope your resolution was to become unrecognizable from the previous year! Your body will grow through a focused slow gorging process combined with assal horizontology!

Through my own culinary ineptitute I have made myself smell like bacon. I can imagine this is only fuel for some of the more helplessly food oriented fatties. The ones who find themselves at half chub when they waddle past a bakery. The smell of butter making their hearts beat faster~

For some, Christmas is a day of giving for most, but for others it's going to be about getting. Getting more food, piling that plate high and returning frequently for more. Stuffed more than the turkey with gravy and meat flooding your sinuses as the waistband shrinks around your dome like gut.

Fat is a beautiful androgynizer. Everyone slowly ripens and faces grow rounder, hip padding out, their boobs expanding across their frame. Helplessly addicted to softening, growing round and thick. Breasts of all types slowly sloping down the growing gut, parting across the center.

In an SPH kinda mood...hrrm~

Birthday art I did while back, for a pal who doesn't have blusky (or didn't tell me they did) of their OCs hanging out.

Eager to sneak in subtle subconcious triggers to encourage you to eat more, and feel less full. Twinned with triggers to arouse you when you think of food until your unable to resist it's siren song.