Knew my Feedee was cheating when he was losing weight. So sad when I don’t have someone to stuff, fuck, and eat.

Lol! Someone just said, “gotta love Boston.” Oh, I stay skinny. I don’t get fat. You get fat! You get bigger. I don’t get love handles. You get love handles. As your skin stretches in pain. I’ll rub lotion on your skin and kiss your lips. 💋

Even if you could escape. You wouldn’t want to leave.

This is what often happens while your not being fed and funneled.

Yeah, I’m not joking about my Hansel and Gretel shit. How far can you go with videos on this site?

You’ll have to be ready to start having to order new clothes often. Sometimes my feedee would have such a temper tantrum when nothing was fitting before he was getting dressed for a wedding or a special occasion. He was throwing his clothes and yelling.

I once wrote a strawberry shortcake gang story to my feedee. We all take turns feeding you and touching your rolls. If your good we give you more incentive.

Too bad I deleted but I just get to start over with the next one. Guys if your already fat. No! I make you.

I’m the one in control. Not you. Don’t even try to start telling me what to do. Not that you really could because I’ll be shoving pastries in your mouth and tie you up to make it easier for you not to fight.

Don’t ever try to feed me. I don’t like it.

I like taking a skinny guy and stuffing him until he cries in pain and then more. Then hit repeat as I straddle him crying.

Yes, I’m back with cupcakes.

I love poking my work of a fat boy and feeling his fat through my long fingers. I rub and tickle his belly while I check out the progress of his circumstance.