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i should be 400lbs already 😡😡😡 (✨back from a lil break✨)

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Men with potbellies just make my head swim. A big round bloated tank demands feeding. It demands service. It commands me to obey. Men with bellies are kings. And by getting them fatter? I’m only sealing my fate as a good boy 😵‍💫

We need a gainer alternative to a Himbo. What about a “Blimpo”? Himbos are nice, empty headed jocks who get dumber and more compliant the more muscular they become. Blimpos get dumber, more compliant, and easier to manipulate the fatter they get. Empty head, full belly.

If you look like this, don’t talk to me* *because I’m going to be filled with such a desire to ruin your body, that I’ll feed you so much so fast that those undies will snap off.

Honestly, in a world that grows more fatphobic and bigoted towards bigger bodies by the day, I see fattening men as a form of resistance. Pinning men down and seducing them obese is hot as fuck. But also, the world needs fat people living in it. 😌 Much like your belly, I contain multitudes.

This porker looks ready to pop. And somehow? Ready for even more.

I just want you to lose yourself in hedonism and pleasure. I want you to get gross. I want you to moan after every deep guttural belch. I want your toes to curl as you tickle yourself with a brassy fart. I want you to feel your underwear get slick after a big meal. You need to be a hedonist slob.

All I’m saying is a round, hairy, swollen ballgut is like a blank check a man has for: - a rough and lusty feeding session - a thorough belly rub - a desperate blow job Fat men fill me with so much insane lust I can’t even help myself.

Idk I don’t feel like we talk about this tv ad enough

Bellies are hot, but People don’t pay enough attention to fat asses in this community. The curve. The bubble. The straining pants All I can think about when I watch a big guy eat is “Fuck. This is all gonna go to his ass. If it gets any bigger, I don’t think I’m going to be able to help myself.”

“You guys - I’m not f-*URRRRP* fat!” Brad said proudly. Even as his shirt fit more like a sports bra, and his pants hadn’t closed in months. He had once been the quarterback of his state school. 6 months later and he was crashing out, his once pert butt now leaving a dent in a booth at McDonalds

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Happy birthday to me 🥳 should I expect something coming from my wishlist? ;) #grommr #gaygainer #gaybear #gaychub

Dear oh dear Seems @hanselblimp.bsky.social has grown a bit too big for his britches That’s what happens when your eyes are bigger than your stomach. Sooner or later, your stomach is bigger than your pants.

Greed isn’t just for fat men, you know. After all - I’m greedy as fuck. I want fat men, and I can never have enough to satisfy me. No amount of curvy, dad-bod-having, burpy, greedy men will ever be enough. I want more. I demand more. And if I have to *make* more fat men go get them, so be it.

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The sexiest shape is a sphere. Reject the hard lines of masculinity, and embrace curves. Delicious rolls and sensuous dimples. Strive for a rounded, curvaceous figure. You should be so round that you have to be rolled back to bed.

If you keep eating like that, you’re going to get FAT.

Being big means sometimes you get to be bossy. “Throwing his weight around” and “large and in charge” are terms that exist for a reason. You’re a papa bear, a ballooning boss, a king. The bigger you are, the more power you get. So eat yourself some power, big guy.

Commission for @gainerator on twitter Love the failed actor trope🎭

“It’s your fault I’m fat” Nothing tightens my pants faster than reading that. And nothing tightens your pants faster than the melted ice cream and pizza you’ve been loading into yourself.

So… how’s that “I’m gonna go to the gym more” New Year’s resolution working out for y’all? Odds are you’re probably hitting your local drive thru harder than the treadmill. The only weight you’re lifting is your bloated frame off the couch. 🤷🏼‍♂️

Been gifted the opportunity to draw Rigby from @fivefourthree4's (twitter) story "The Slime Dungeon"

There are few things hotter to me than a Fat Boy in denial. A guy so dumb, naive, and spaced out that he has no idea why he’s blowing up like a balloon while he actively sabotages himself *empty fast food containers surround him* “I just can’t figure out why I keep gaining weight!”

I like to Spoil men. “Spoil” has a few meanings. It means to indulge excessively, to the point of creating an expectation of pampering. And it means to influence to the point of ruining something. Indulging a man’s lust, gluttony, and greed does both. You get a very spoiled fat brat.

If you haven’t done this at the end of your meal - then you haven’t eaten enough.

Honestly men acting like greedy pigs is so slutty. Burping and moaning and grunting and chewing with their mouths open. It makes me want to strip them slowly. Popping their clothes off one button at a time.

My favorite phrase And boy does he wear it well 🫠

Just a gentle reminder of what's happening to you. You're getting fat. On purpose. Because you're a fucking pig.

You’ll know you’ve ordered enough takeout for yourself when they deliver it with 4 forks. You should blush deep piggy pink when you answer the door and they realize it’s just for you.

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Greed has consequences. You wobble when you walk. Your belt is losing notches. You huff and puff like a steam engine going up stairs. The numbers on your scale, and your fast food receipts are multiplying. The consequences are beginning to pile up. So… are you going to stop? 🤷🏼‍♂️

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I say it every day: Greed has consequences. And those consequences pile up… like numbers on a scale… or pounds on your body… or a stack of snapped buttons.

Being a blimp is funny - everyone knows that. Your round belly and round butt are comic relief. You’re the guy in the movie with the humiliating scene where you burp, or fart, or your belt snaps off. You’re fat. Therefore, people objectify you that way. What? Did that make your dick twitch?

Oof. Thats one bloated daddy 😵‍💫

You can’t help yourself, you need to feed. Not just eat - you *feed*. Like a prized hog sitting in a pen, fattened up for a ribbon. You salivate and think on your next meal. All day. Every day. And every time you feed, you can’t help but squirm thinking of the next meal coming up.

An automated restaurant that malfunctions and multiplies your order by a factor of ten. Robotic arms assertively thrusting thousands upon thousands of empty calories down your throat. The intense bloat plastered across the internet as the other patrons film and stream your forced feast

When you’re stressed, do what I do: Feed a young man till he can’t walk. Men are the source of so much of the world’s problems - shut them up one at a time with copious amounts of food. It’s hard for men to walk around like they own the place when they’re too stuffed to move.

Delusional ex-jocks always get me. Wobbling around with a bubble butt and a jiggly spare tire. Clearly spending more time on his ass shoveling fast food into his stubbled face than in the gym. “Bro, fat?! I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m in gr-*URRRRRP* great shape.”

2025 should be the year you take the next step into your obesity. From your first wobbly, jiggly steps into this year - to your last labored, heavy-breathed stomps out of it. This year is the year you blow up like a balloon.

I love getting messages from guys like: “This is all your fault.” “I should never have messaged you” “I stopped actively gaining, but now I can’t help myself - I blame you!” Please. Blame me. It’s my bad. My fault you’re obese. Let me be your excuse to blow up like a balloon.

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Hypnotic belching that makes men fatter and dumber as they burp. Also it's infectious, other men exposed to it feel their stomach bubble too The end result is a bunch of obese stationary lardballs too stupid to do anything besides burp

It’s the holiday season! You know what that means. Indulging in all your favorite holiday treats! Pie, fudge, ice cream, hot chocolate, candy - enough to snap belts and bust buttons. Let yourself go! You deserve to indulge yourself until your scale starts to creak.