Health Issues, Gains, and the Future of My Gaining
This is a rather wild and intimate clip to make. See, I’ve been gagging for a while... and now I’m in a place I never thought I’d be. I’m really having to consider what’s next for my gain—because let’s be real, things are getting more complicated. My health issues are starting to mount, and they’re becoming a different kind of threat to my growth, one that I didn’t anticipate. It’s almost like my body is trying to sabotage the very thing I’ve worked so hard for, as if every bite I take is a step closer to something I didn’t see coming. But the question is: will I let it? Or will I keep pushing, despite everything, testing my limits and seeing how far I can really go? Only time will tell.
Aren't you a good little piggy, my true sweet fatty. Since you've been so well-behaved, I'm treating you to an entire large pizza. Extra greasy for my extra greedy pig. I want to weigh you down, feel that belly grow even heavier for me. Lucky for you, mommy is also fat, so she knows exactly how to pork someone up. Besides, when I get fatter, you get fatter, and vice versa. I love spoiling my fatty, and it’s never just one treat—it's always more. Maybe after that pizza, I'll let you nurse, a taste of my rich and creamy milk, because you deserve to feel just as indulgent as I want you to be. You’ll be so stuffed, barely able to move, but don’t worry—mommy loves taking care of you. I’ll rub that full belly and feed you every last bite. The bigger you get, the more I adore you.
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Clip features: mutual gain elements, mommy feeder, weight gain encouragement, lact ation elements
Admittedly, this is one of the hotter clips I've made, in my opinion. Something about eating on all fours just really does it for me. Perhaps it's because it makes me feel entirely submissive to my gluttony, a helpless prisoner to it. I love getting on all fours and plowing through greasy, calorie-dense, pure fat foods, like nachos, using soda to wash it down while burping. The way my body responds to the overload of indulgence is intoxicating. I feel the weight and fullness pressing against me, making it hard to move, yet I can’t stop.
I love how heavy my belly feels as it drags closer to the floor, jiggling it up close to the camera to show just how full I’ve become. The sight of my belly swaying while I snort like the little pig I know I am. I can only imagine how it'll look in the future if I keep eating like this, growing larger with every meal.
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Clip features: eating, burping, fat chat, eating on all fours, oinking
Let’s be real: the world isn’t made for piggies like me, and I bet that’s exactly what you like most. It’s hard to deny—it’s pretty damn hot. But sometimes, there are moments that go from hot to just a tad annoying.
So, join me on a very casual day as I show you exactly where I get stuck the most in my house, from squeezing into my pantry, where every snack feels like a reward, to getting wedged at the side of my couch when I just want to relax. And then, there’s my ultimate struggle: under the table, where my massive belly drags across the floor, my giant hips and ass completely filling every inch of space until there’s nowhere else to go.
It’s tight, it’s fat, and it’s fucking hot. Watching me maneuver through these tight spots, my body overflowing and trapped, is the ultimate tease. Because even when the world wasn’t made for piggies like me, I own every inch of it.
I see my favorite fatty has come crawling back for some humiliation today, and lucky for you, I’m in a particularly cynical mood. I’ve been waiting to point out this little observation for a while now: you’ve gotten so fat that your penis has completely disappeared, swallowed up by all that thick, greedy belly fat. It’s practically invisible now, just a sad little nub buried beneath layers of indulgence and lack of self-control. You’ve let yourself go so far that I bet you can’t even get yourself off anymore. Pathetic. You probably struggle to reach around that massive belly, feeling nothing but soft, jiggling fat under your hands—reminding you of every bite you’ve greedily shoved into your mouth.
Look at you, with that bloated belly hanging low, dominating your entire body. It’s like your gut’s taken over, pushing everything else out of the way. You can’t even see your own cock anymore—if it’s still even there, somewhere lost under all that flab. Your belly is your new center of gravity, leading the way wherever you go, bouncing and swaying with every heavy step. Each jiggle is a reminder of how far you’ve let yourself go, how you’ve chosen gluttony over any sense of control.
You’re a greedy pig, plain and simple—stuffing yourself without a second thought, mindlessly consuming until you’re nothing but a mass of swollen fat. And now you’re paying the price, with a body so far gone that even the simplest pleasure is out of reach. You’ve eaten your way to this, and every pound shows just how little self-respect you have left.
But that’s what you wanted, isn’t it? To be humiliated, to be seen as the pig you’ve become, and to be reminded every day that your body is nothing but a monument to your own greed. So keep eating, keep indulging, because the bigger you get, the smaller the rest of you becomes—and that’s exactly where you belong, completely dominated by your own gluttony.
Election season is upon us, and this year, I’m asking you to waddle your way to the ballot box and cast your vote for me! Because it’s Freya: For a Fatter Future!
Choosing me means making history—I plan to be the first immobile president ever! Imagine it: a leader who truly embodies the spirit of excess. But don’t worry, I’m not just about breaking mobility records—I’ve got economic policies to match. I’ll be rolling out tax cuts for the top 1% of the fattest Americans because, let’s face it, they carry the weight of this nation (literally). I firmly believe that incentivizing gluttony and obesity is the only way forward. While we’re still the fattest country in the world, others are catching up, and we can’t afford to lose the battle of the bulge!
But my vision doesn’t stop there. I’m committed to building a future where every American can eat themselves into greatness. That’s why I’ll be investing in key infrastructure changes, like outlawing all gyms—except for those size contrast enthusiasts—because they pose a direct threat to our national obesity rates. We must stand, or rather, sit, united in this fight.
And don’t forget my plans for healthcare reform: universal access to bariatric hospital beds and an all-you-can-eat buffets. We need to make sure every American, regardless of income, can achieve their maximum potential size.
I can’t wait to start my term waddling into the Oval Office and finish it immobilized in a custom-built presidential bed. A vote for me is a vote for an indulgent, prosperous, and delightfully heavy future.
Vote Freya: For a Fatter Future 2024! Together, we’ll tip the scales of history!
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This is a parody clip, a spoof on election season.
Clip features: fat chat, talking about a fatter country, female feeder elements, feedee elements
The Final Feast: A Tribute to My Pathetic Boyfriend * VORE
I’m absolutely famished—just look at me! You had one job: to keep me fed and growing. But lately, you haven’t even come close to meeting the standards I’ve set for you.
So, I’m giving you one last day to prove yourself. Bring me all the sweets, you pathetic little loser of a boyfriend. Start with pastries for breakfast—croissants and cinnamon rolls. They're good, sure, but they barely scratch the surface of my hunger.
You keep coming back with more food, more sweets, and still, it's not enough to satisfy me. Honestly, I’m tired of this routine. You’ve drained your savings, wasted every last cent trying to feed me, yet here I am, still not full.
There’s only one option left. You must make the final sacrifice. I’m going to eat you. It’s the perfect tribute to someone as pathetic as you. This is what you were made for, after all.
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Clip features: Vore, GFE, bratty GF, eating, elements of financial domination
Tbh, this is truly my hottest stuffing yet—between the snug squeeze of the pregnancy belt, the multiple angels, my prominent FUPA, and the sheer mass of food, it’s just fucking hot. I wore my pregnancy belt today after feeling that familiar dull ache in my hips; the belt does wonders, gently lifting and taking some of the pressure off my joints, almost like it's holding me together just enough to keep going.
I’m stuffing myself with a mix of Ikea meatballs and Taco Bell—yeah, it's a weird combo, but my cravings didn’t care today. I keep pushing myself further, reaching a point where I’m so full that even breathing feels tight. But that’s what I love—the intensity, the fullness that borders on pain yet feels so indulgent. I give my swollen belly light rubs, feeling the stretch and tautness under my hands, a sweet kind of discomfort that I savor. A few burps escape my lips, offering me a little relief, making just the tiniest bit of space to fit in more.
Each time I dip my Crunchwrap in warm nacho cheese, my favorite guilty pleasure, I can’t help but moan at the sheer bliss of it. The grease and oil from all this food work their way down my throat, coating it as they settle deeper into my belly, making me feel even fuller, heavier, like I’m sinking into my own indulgence. I feel every ounce of that weight, every bit of pressure pushing out from my core, the perfect way a pig should be—full, satisfied, and delighting in the gluttony of it all.
I shift myself onto all fours, feeling the food settle and spread, each movement making me hyper-aware of just how packed I am. The heaviness has me teetering, eventually forcing me to plop down on the floor, the weight of my body pulling me down in the most delicious way. The food has me grounded, pinned to the floor by my own overindulgence. My belly is swollen and heavy, gloriously stuffed beyond capacity, the perfect way to end a feast made for a true hedonist.
Surrendering to your female feeder is the ultimate act of giving in to her control, her care, and her insatiable desire to see you grow. It’s about letting go of every inhibition and embracing the journey of getting very fat, knowing she’s in charge of every bite, every pound. She relishes in your transformation, watching with pride as you swell beyond your limits, every inch of your soft, expanding body a testament to her devotion. It’s not just about the food—it’s the thrill of your growing size, the way your body becomes a living symbol of your submission to her.
You’re not just getting fed; you’re being worshiped, adored, and indulged in ways that push you further into her world. Each meal is a shared ritual, a promise to keep growing fatter for her, wrapped in a bond that’s both deeply physical and powerfully intimate. Together, you create a space where her pleasure and your surrender meet, feeding each other’s desires in a never-ending dance of power, passion, and sheer, glorious indulgence.
I love knowing you get off to me... but even more, I love eating and stuffing myself. So let's combine the two. You stroke while I stuff. I can feel every bite filling me up, my stomach getting tighter with each mouthful, knowing you're watching, losing control as I indulge. The way the food stretches me, the fullness spreading inside, makes me think of you, and I know it makes you stroke faster. Every moan from me drives you wild, doesn’t it?
I want you to match my pace, stroke in time with me as I stuff myself, feeling the tension building between us. Each bite I take, you stroke a little harder, a little faster. Can you feel it? That shared need growing. I can’t stop eating, filling myself more and more, and I don’t want you to stop stroking either. When I finish, you finish. **** Clip features: fat chat, eating, joi, gfe
It’s a lovely morning when your noticeably fatter coworker wanders into the office. She’s always been curvy, but lately, it seems like her body has become even softer, with a few more noticeable curves. After striking up a casual conversation, she drops a hint about her ulterior motives. She’s after a raise—and she knows you’ve got some sway in the department. But here’s the kicker: she’s got a strategy, and it involves gaining even more weight… for you.
Turns out, she knows about your secret love for fat girls. She stumbled upon your porn searches on your work laptop—something you really shouldn’t have been doing at the office. Now she’s using that to her advantage. Her plan? She’s ready to indulge, to grow, and to become even bigger if it’ll help her get what she wants.
So, what’s the next step? Should she demolish all the donuts in the breakroom? Non-stop stuffings? She’s leaving it in your hands—you call the shots now. *** Clip features: roleplay, power play, getting fat for coworker
Piggy porker... it's time to eat. Time to really push yourself. Today’s challenge is going to be intense, but I know you’re up for it. We're aiming for one massive stuffing—10,000 calories in a single day. Think of this as a stepping stone, a warm-up for what’s to come. I have much bigger plans for your future, but for now, this is just the beginning of your transformation.
I know you crave this. Your gluttony is a force to be reckoned with, and we’re going to turn that hunger into pure power—fueling your journey to becoming the fattest version of yourself. Every bite you take today brings you closer to that goal, every stuffed mouthful making you softer, heavier, and more irresistible.
I want to see you indulge, piggy. Pile it all on—desserts, junk food, anything that will push you over the edge. You’re not just eating for pleasure today; you’re eating with purpose. The bigger you get, the more control I have, and the more you’ll love the way your body grows under my guidance. So, be a good piggy and eat it all up, because this is only the start of the fattening you’ve been dreaming of.
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Fat, Soft, and Filled: Using My Dildo to Fuck My Belly
Back when I wasn’t just a horny single girl, I used to get fucked in all kinds of unusual places. My belly, my fat rolls—places I never realized could bring me so much pleasure. It wasn’t until recently that I remembered how much I missed it, how much I craved the sensation of being filled in those soft, hidden parts of my body. It’s more than just the act; it’s a reminder of how far I’ve slipped into the world of fatness, of indulgence. A true hedonist, controlled entirely by gluttony, where every pound added feels like another step deeper into this life of excess.
Now, without someone to help me relive those moments, to remind me of just how far I’ve come, I find myself taking things into my own hands. I use my dildo to fuck my belly button, exploring my soft rolls, feeling the plush give of my body, maybe even teasing my FUPA. It’s not the same as having someone else worship and use me, but it’s enough to stir those old memories. It’s enough to remind me that my fatness, my gluttony, is a part of me that I can’t escape—and I don’t want to. *** Clip features: full nudity, belly fucking, pussy fucking with dildo, bush
You've got a little secret... well, actually, a big secret. A plump girlfriend who spends her days craving your attention. She's curvy in all the right ways—soft, squishy hips you love to grab onto during sex, giant tits that make you lose yourself, a supple belly that's perfect for playing with, a fat FUPA that drives you wild, and of course, a colossal ass that jiggles with every move. You know she’s a goddess in her own right, yet you're not quite ready to bring her around your friends. Maybe it's because you're unsure how they'd react, or maybe you're keeping her all to yourself.
She's learning to make peace with it, even though it tears at her sometimes. She desperately wants to be seen for who she is—your luscious, sexy, trophy girlfriend, a fat and shiny prize meant to be adored. In her eyes, she’s not just someone to be hidden away. She loves the way you worship her curves in private, how your eyes devour her body. But she wonders, could you ever admire her in public? Could you show her off the way she knows she deserves?
She loves to fuck all day—her soft skin pressed against yours, her moans filling the room. But even though she thrives on the intensity of your private moments, there's a growing part of her that longs for more. She wants to feel like she's more than just your secret indulgence, more than just a fuck toy you turn to when the door is closed. Maybe—just maybe—she’s ready to be more than that for you. The question is, are you ready for her? **** Clip features: roleplay, gfe, fat girlfriend, nudeity
The Therapist’s Burden: Treating Extreme Fat Delusion
You serve as both psychiatrist and doctor at the Institute, an organization dedicated to helping delusional fatties get their lives back on track and their hunger under control. Your newest patient is one of the worst cases you've seen yet. Sent by her concerned friends and family due to her absolutely massive weight gain, it quickly becomes clear that the real issue lies not with her body—but her mind.
She’s in complete denial about just how big she’s become. In her mind, she’s only gained a pound, at most. She believes everyone’s obsession with her weight is just jealousy, convinced that they all secretly want to fuck her because she’s the epitome of beauty. She sees herself as an irresistible goddess, the perfect example of sexual allure.
But you have eyes, and the reality is clear. She’s huge, far from the image she clings to, and far less desirable than she imagines, despite the bold claim on her “Maneater” shirt. Given her size, she might as well be eating men. It’s obvious her appetite has spiraled out of control, wreaking havoc on her waistline and pushing her deeper into denial.
Your task is monumental: to confront this delusion head-on and bring her back to reality, but with her distorted perception of herself, it’s going to be one hell of a challenge.
Friday the 13th Feedee Frights // Compilation Boo! It's Friday the 13th, and I've got a spooktacular special for you that’ll send shivers down your spine and pounds to your waistline. This isn't your typical after-school special—this is a night of feedee frights and weight gain horrors! Imagine fat piggy babes being held hostage, force-fed until they can’t move, their bodies swelling with every bite. Or maybe you're in the mood for a chilling tale of feedee demon possession, where dark forces take control, turning innocent souls into insatiable gluttons, cursed to grow larger and larger with no end in sight.
There’s something terrifying for everyone tonight. Watch as these monstrous tales of indulgence, submission, and unstoppable growth unfold before your eyes. Beware... once you start, you might not be able to stop, and the real horror is just how big I become. *** Clip features: compilation, roleplay, nearly nude, submission, messy
Piggy, it's time for your slop. Time to shut up and do what you're best at—eating. I’ve prepared a feast of carbs for you tonight because I know exactly what they do to that soft, growing body of yours. They make you heavy, slow, and lazy, adding pounds quickly, just the way I like it. Each bite turns you into something even more irresistible—rounder, softer, heavier.
You see, mommy watches closely. I pay attention to every little detail of how your body responds to the food I give you. Every inch that softens, every fold that grows deeper—I've been studying it all. And now I’m perfecting your diet, carefully crafting an optimal plan designed to turn you into the heaviest, softest version of yourself. It’s only a matter of time before you become the lard-filled little piggy I’ve always dreamed of.
You are my prized porker, after all, and I love watching you transform with every meal. The bigger you get, the more control I have, and the more I adore you. So, be a good piggy and eat up, because mommy’s patience is wearing thin. And remember—mommy has little patience and even less mercy when it comes to feeding time.
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Stuffed and Pumped in my Pregnancy Belt / Lact ation Update / NUDE
I've been on my lact ation journey for just under two months now, and it's been an exciting, unexpected, and deeply sensual experience. My body has been changing in ways I expected—like my breasts feeling heavier, rounder, and fuller—but there have also been a few surprises along the way. My nipples are definitely getting the workout of a lifetime, constantly stimulated from all the pumping and suction, and my skin has become more sensitive, sometimes even sore. I’ll need to do some new bra shopping soon to keep up with my growing chest!
Despite the discomforts here and there, I’ve found the entire process to be incredibly erotic. The sensations, the anticipation of what’s to come, and even the act of nursing itself have brought on a thrill. I haven’t produced any milk yet, but I can feel my body preparing itself, slowly responding to the care and attention I’ve been giving it.
If you're curious, check in with me to learn about my daily nursing routine—it's become such a ritual at this point. I pump regularly, each session filled with a mix of patience and pleasure, all while suffing myself with glazed donuts (because why not treat myself a little while I wait?). It’s all part of the experience as I continue this journey of transformation, embracing every new sensation along the way. Oh....and did I meantion I'm wearing my pregnacy belt for belly support during all of this?
Alright, listen, from time to time I like to see just how out of shape I've gotten, and this time I’m trying it out on my stepper. I got this thing two years ago, and it's been busy collecting dust ever since. But that stops today… well, sort of—at least for this 5-minute video, it does. I’m getting on and giving it a try, but I’m doing it feedee style, which means I’ll be double-eating donuts while I do it. After all, we wouldn’t want to burn any actual calories, would we? *** Clip features: "exercise", out of shape, eating, ass shaking FILMED IN 4K
Another summer, another year of progress. I absolutely killed it this bikini season—feeling extra round and plump, with every curve more pronounced than ever. My tits have gotten bigger and heavier, thanks to my self-induced lac tation efforts, which only added to the voluptuousness I’m embracing. I’m genuinely excited about my gaining prospects moving forward. Summer has always been my favorite time of year because it’s when I can truly show off all my pudge, flaunting it proudly in the skimpiest, sexiest clothes. The sun on my skin, the warmth, and the attention—I live for it all. It’s a season of confidence and indulgence, and I can’t wait to see where this journey takes me next. Cheers to a fattening fall and gaining season. *** Clip features: fat chat, gaining talk, ass shaking, belly shaking
I've been craving donuts lately, so I decided to treat myself to a dozen—because life is short, and I’m fat and hot! I wanted to try something new and give you a glimpse of my perspective while indulging, shooting from overhead. This way, you can see just how much my big belly overtakes my lap, spilling over my skirt and dominating the space. It completely hangs over, pushing my huge milkers to the side, making them look even more massive. What can I say? The belly controls it all, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Every bite just makes me feel more sexy and just a bit greedy. *** Clip features: eating, fat chat, belly jiggles, multiple angles FILMED IN 4K
Welcome back to school—this semester is about to be your biggest yet, in more ways than one. You decided to stop by your least favorite professor’s office hours (she's notorious for being a hardass) to see if there was any way to get extra credit ahead of this year’s course. Passing this course is absolutely essential for your graduation, and unfortunately for you, your professor plans to take full advantage of this desperation. You quickly learn she's not just planning to grade you on a curve this year—she’s planning to grade you by your curves.
It seems like the only way you’ll stand a chance of doing well in this class is if you gain weight. She wants you FAT, to be her perfect little porker. Suddenly, being a teacher’s pet takes on a whole new meaning. She even promises to write you a glowing recommendation letter if you manage to gain a certain amount of weight, sealing the deal with a sly smile that lets you know she’s dead serious. As the semester unfolds, it’s clear that she’s watching every pound, every curve, pushing you further into a world where academic success is tied to your expanding figure. **** Clip features: female feeder, power play, made to gain FILMED IN 4K
Back to School, Bigger Than Ever: A Classmate's Denial
After a summer away, you return to campus and unexpectedly run into an old classmate. But this year, something’s different—she’s noticeably bigger. It seems she spent her summer getting quite a bit larger. Despite the obvious changes, she’s in complete denial about her new pudge. She confidently insists that she’s developed a six-pack and even argues that she’s still skinny, claiming she outgrew all her clothes because of the "muscles" she supposedly gained from all the "protein" shakes she drank.
As you watch her struggle with her clothing—her skirt looking like it's about to burst at the seams and her sweater barely able to zip—it’s clear to you that she’s just fat, not fit. The situation becomes even more surreal as she continues talking with you, all the while scarfing down a glazed donut without missing a beat. It’s almost as if she’s completely oblivious to the irony of her words and actions.
The more she talks, the more it becomes clear that she’s in deep denial, clinging to a version of herself that no longer exists. As she pops another bite into her mouth, you realize that this summer didn’t just change her body—it shifted something deeper, a disconnect between how she sees herself and the reality she’s living. **** Clip features: Female feedee, roleplay, gaining denial, too tight clothes FILMED IN 4K
Ready for one of the most taboo clips about my mobility aid I’ve ever made? Let me introduce you to my wipe stick—used for, well, you can probably guess. I never thought something like this would become such a crucial part of my daily routine when I started gaining, but here I am, relying on it just to function. It’s funny how things change when your body transforms, isn’t it?
Being fat has introduced me to so many unexpected aspects of life. Some are undeniably hot, some are wildly taboo, and others are just a little bit embarrassing. The wipe stick? Definitely falls into that last category. But it's part of the reality I face as my body grows, and while it may be a bit awkward to admit, it’s all part of the journey. What started as a playful indulgence has evolved into something that impacts how I live in ways I never anticipated. And now, here I am—desperately dependent on tools like this to keep up with my own body.
It’s fascinating how the things we take for granted become essential when your size changes. **** Clip features: extreme feederism elements, taboo, fat chat, mobility issues
You know I didn’t get my degree for nothing! I’m here to analyze you, to encourage you to live your absolute best life as your most authentic self. And honestly, I think your most authentic self is obese. Like really fucking obese. I’ve noticed how fixated you are on your belly—whether you realize it or not, you’re always playing with it, caressing it absentmindedly. It’s a pattern I’ve seen throughout our sessions, a desire bubbling just beneath the surface.
I think it’s time you embraced your true, authentic self, to give in to those deep desires you’ve been hiding. Go ahead, be a good little fatty and stuff yourself. You deserve to be big, to grow massive, to fully let go. Let your belly swell, feel the weight of gluttony take over. Be a gluttonous little piggy and eat yourself into oblivion—stuff until you can’t anymore, until you’re everything you’ve secretly wanted to become.
I know what’s best for you. I’m your therapist, after all. I know exactly what will make you happy, what will set you free. Trust me—you’ll never feel more like yourself than when you’ve given in completely. **** Clip features: female feeder, roleplay, weight gain encouragement
It's been a minute since we’ve really played together, so let’s make this one unforgettable. I’ve got a little game in mind: let’s see if you can hold out for a full five minutes before completely losing control. You’re into fat girls, you worship my belly, and you can’t get enough of how big I’ve become. That’s something I fully intend to exploit, because between us, I don’t think you’ll last even five minutes.
You’re too captivated by the sheer size and weight of my overfed belly, the way it hangs, jiggles, and dominates. It’s massive, soft, and pure lard, every inch a testament to indulgence and gluttony. I can see how you’re mesmerized by it, how it pulls you in with every subtle movement. You crave it, and I know you can’t resist the temptation.
Feel how heavy it is, how each roll sways, begging for your touch. Your desire for it is undeniable, and every second that passes only makes it harder for you to keep control. I’m betting that before five minutes are up, you’ll be completely undone, overwhelmed by the sight and size of my belly.
God, do I love being fat; it's like the best thing in the world. From spending all my days indulging in food, and feeling my belly grow heavier, to discovering new rolls and girth on my body—it's an ongoing journey of pleasure. Each day, I become softer and squishier, my skin stretching to accommodate my endless appetite. My gluttony is unstoppable, and it has taken over my life in the most delicious way.
Feeding myself has become an art, an obsession, and it’s what consumes my thoughts. To celebrate this gluttonous journey, I’ve compiled my favorite moments in one epic, fattening clip. From the pure joy of stuffing myself at the Feedee Olympics, to pleading to be breed and feed, and even being smothered in gravy from fast food—every moment is a testament to my love for indulgence.
This is more than just eating; it's an ode to the beauty of excess, the thrill of pushing limits, and the sheer satisfaction of letting go.
Wouldn't you love to be overtaken by me? To have your tiny, insignificant life handed over to me. To be squished beneath my ass, completely helpless. To be caught between my massive breasts, barely able to breathe as you’re enveloped by my curves. You would be quite lucky if that were your reality, and I suppose if you want it to be a reality, you're going to have to work for it. Show me why you deserve to have your entire life upended by me. A big curvy domme like me can be hard to please; there's just so much of me to satisfy, and your little efforts might not be enough. But that’s the challenge, isn’t it? To prove that you’re worthy of my time, my presence, and my control. Because when I take over, it’s not just physical. I’ll dominate your thoughts, your desires, your very existence. You’ll crave the weight of my body, the power in my curves, and the control I wield. So, if you think you’re up to it, if you believe you can handle being consumed by me, then prove it. Submit, surrender, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll get the privilege of pleasing me.
