stuffing

Like a beached whale ! I let my heart rate rise as my belly aches and endorphins take over. Groans of pleasure and light rubbing of my belly as it stretches to contain all that good food.

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I like to rub my swollen belly and listen to it groan. Lately, it is also pretty satisfying to try to basically do a few sit ups in the process of getting out of bed. You can really feel your gut stretching and straining to contain all that food.

I have done intentional stuffing twice. I have to say I like having my fat belly feel so full that I will burst. It becomes so large and bloated I become totally round. Rubbing it is amazing and it does turn me on. Once I get over the initial thrill it hurts and I am embarrassed that I can get that out of control. I then feel guilty about being so fat. I go to bed cry and vow to go on a diet and never do this again. But when the bloat goes down I miss the big solid pot belly and I am left with my saggy flabby fat belly. So I think I know that I need to stop doing this or I will go back up the 20 pounds I took off to keep the solid pot belly all the time.

Ahh, yes twice, three times over.

I like to put on a big loose shirt and go bare bottom so I can let my belly out and be comfortable as I eat. After I reach that point where I can't possibly eat anymore I like to lift my shirt and apply a good bit of lotion to my belly and my other growing areas. After that I like to lay in a recliner and massage my belly to let all the burps out and to ease the pressure.

Ideally after the pressure goes down I like to take a nap in the nude. I love how my belly feels at that point as I drift off to sleep.

I pull up my shirt,undue my pants,and let my belly loose. It hurts,but it feels good

Tonight I ate all evening, whatever I could get into me. Two big bagels with an entire container of cream cheese. A bag of honey peanuts. Two containers of Chinese food with two things of white rice and a few egg rolls and cookies. An entire carton of ice cream. I forgot to count how many doughnuts I ate. An entire container of cottage cheese that I practically swallowed whole. A two litre of coke. I feel stretched and full but I want more. My addiction I guess.
Like tonight, when my tummy is so full that my breathing is shallow and I am at the pleasure/pain point of gluttony, I usually expose all of my belly and rub as much as I can. I tend to concentrate the rubbing over my stomach to ease the engorged feeling. Right now I feel like my stomach is still trying to expand. Sometimes I will stand up and sway back and forth. This seems to ease the tightness. I love seeing how big I am. I want more.

What an experience...just to read! Felt like I was right there.
Wish I was .Enjoy your self.

I love to stuff myself until I'm completely helpless. I'll eat until I can't even move, until the fullness and weight of my belly has me too exhausted to get up or even rub my own belly. I just sit there using all my energy to breathe.

I would love to have a Feeder there to rub my belly, or maybe slap it, tease me for being so fat, or maybe even make me eat more. After all, I'm unable to fight back. 😈