u/AlphaDebonair

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 2 hours ago

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 2 hours ago

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 2 hours ago

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 3 days ago

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 3 days ago

[M4F] Himbo Weight Gain

TLDR I'd like to play a very dumb guy who gets taken advantage of and turned into a massive blob. The way we get there is up in the air, and I'd love to brainstorm it with you. HMU!

kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 3 days ago

[M4F] Role Reversal - Feeder Turned Blob

The two of us have had just about the dream feedist relationship. We met online, you excited to gain and me excited to feed you... we lived fairly close to one another, as luck would have it. A few dates and a stuffing or two later, we were all but hitched. You packed the weight on fairly fast, blimping up from a fairly trim 150 to a soft and heavy 275. We moved in together, made plans for the future... everything seemed like it was going to be completely perfect. Then, something very unfortunate happens: you experience a serious health scare, and are advised by your doctor to drop the weight. Both of us are devastated—we both love indulging in this shared fetish, but you and your health are ultimately more important to both of us. So, begrudgingly, you begin the process of losing the weight. In addition to you having to lose weight, I fall into a bit of bad luck as well, being laid off from my job and forced to stay home, job searching and channel surfing all day on the couch.

As you start getting active, biking to work, going to the gym, and eating much more healthy, I start to pack on some weight of my own. Not enough to be called outright fat, but an undeniable, thin layer of pudge. The two of us note the sudden shift in our lifestyles, and what starts as just an observation soon becomes an opportunity. I'm still out of a job, and I don't seem to be close to finding one, and you're dropping the pounds fairly quickly. An idea pops into my head: what if I try being the feedee?

While I've always been the dominant one and you've always been the submissive one, and neither of us has dabbled in or considered trying the other's role any time before, the idea is interesting. I've got a clean bill of health, and no problematic family history that could impede my gains, and you're starting to develop quite the attractive gym body. It's certainly worth a try, isn't it? We both agree that it is, and we begin to settle into our new roles.

As time passes, what once seemed like a fun, temporary way to spice things up becomes more and more permanent. You officially drop the last of your weight, coming out the other side outright muscular and fit. You also receive a promotion at work, meaning that there's no need for me to continue searching for a job—not that I'd be terribly effective, anyways, given what a lazy glutton I've turned into. You've become a very dominant feeder as well, telling me exactly what and how much to eat and gain, with strict weight goals that I'm expected to meet promptly and without complaint. Even as some of the same health issues that once made you balk start to crop up in me... you won't take no for an answer, continuing to feed me into a bigger and bigger piggy, immobility approaching much faster than either of us expected... but there are no signs of stopping, from either you or me.

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kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 4 days ago

[M4F] Role Reversal - Feeder Turned Blob

The two of us have had just about the dream feedist relationship. We met online, you excited to gain and me excited to feed you... we lived fairly close to one another, as luck would have it. A few dates and a stuffing or two later, we were all but hitched. You packed the weight on fairly fast, blimping up from a fairly trim 150 to a soft and heavy 275. We moved in together, made plans for the future... everything seemed like it was going to be completely perfect. Then, something very unfortunate happens: you experience a serious health scare, and are advised by your doctor to drop the weight. Both of us are devastated—we both love indulging in this shared fetish, but you and your health are ultimately more important to both of us. So, begrudgingly, you begin the process of losing the weight. In addition to you having to lose weight, I fall into a bit of bad luck as well, being laid off from my job and forced to stay home, job searching and channel surfing all day on the couch.

As you start getting active, biking to work, going to the gym, and eating much more healthy, I start to pack on some weight of my own. Not enough to be called outright fat, but an undeniable, thin layer of pudge. The two of us note the sudden shift in our lifestyles, and what starts as just an observation soon becomes an opportunity. I'm still out of a job, and I don't seem to be close to finding one, and you're dropping the pounds fairly quickly. An idea pops into my head: what if I try being the feedee?

While I've always been the dominant one and you've always been the submissive one, and neither of us has dabbled in or considered trying the other's role any time before, the idea is interesting. I've got a clean bill of health, and no problematic family history that could impede my gains, and you're starting to develop quite the attractive gym body. It's certainly worth a try, isn't it? We both agree that it is, and we begin to settle into our new roles.

As time passes, what once seemed like a fun, temporary way to spice things up becomes more and more permanent. You officially drop the last of your weight, coming out the other side outright muscular and fit. You also receive a promotion at work, meaning that there's no need for me to continue searching for a job—not that I'd be terribly effective, anyways, given what a lazy glutton I've turned into. You've become a very dominant feeder as well, telling me exactly what and how much to eat and gain, with strict weight goals that I'm expected to meet promptly and without complaint. Even as some of the same health issues that once made you balk start to crop up in me... you won't take no for an answer, continuing to feed me into a bigger and bigger piggy, immobility approaching much faster than either of us expected... but there are no signs of stopping, from either you or me.

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kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 4 days ago

[M4F] Role Reversal - Feeder Turned Blob

The two of us have had just about the dream feedist relationship. We met online, you excited to gain and me excited to feed you... we lived fairly close to one another, as luck would have it. A few dates and a stuffing or two later, we were all but hitched. You packed the weight on fairly fast, blimping up from a fairly trim 150 to a soft and heavy 275. We moved in together, made plans for the future... everything seemed like it was going to be completely perfect. Then, something very unfortunate happens: you experience a serious health scare, and are advised by your doctor to drop the weight. Both of us are devastated—we both love indulging in this shared fetish, but you and your health are ultimately more important to both of us. So, begrudgingly, you begin the process of losing the weight. In addition to you having to lose weight, I fall into a bit of bad luck as well, being laid off from my job and forced to stay home, job searching and channel surfing all day on the couch.

As you start getting active, biking to work, going to the gym, and eating much more healthy, I start to pack on some weight of my own. Not enough to be called outright fat, but an undeniable, thin layer of pudge. The two of us note the sudden shift in our lifestyles, and what starts as just an observation soon becomes an opportunity. I'm still out of a job, and I don't seem to be close to finding one, and you're dropping the pounds fairly quickly. An idea pops into my head: what if I try being the feedee?

While I've always been the dominant one and you've always been the submissive one, and neither of us has dabbled in or considered trying the other's role any time before, the idea is interesting. I've got a clean bill of health, and no problematic family history that could impede my gains, and you're starting to develop quite the attractive gym body. It's certainly worth a try, isn't it? We both agree that it is, and we begin to settle into our new roles.

As time passes, what once seemed like a fun, temporary way to spice things up becomes more and more permanent. You officially drop the last of your weight, coming out the other side outright muscular and fit. You also receive a promotion at work, meaning that there's no need for me to continue searching for a job—not that I'd be terribly effective, anyways, given what a lazy glutton I've turned into. You've become a very dominant feeder as well, telling me exactly what and how much to eat and gain, with strict weight goals that I'm expected to meet promptly and without complaint. Even as some of the same health issues that once made you balk start to crop up in me... you won't take no for an answer, continuing to feed me into a bigger and bigger piggy, immobility approaching much faster than either of us expected... but there are no signs of stopping, from either you or me.

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kinks: bhm, ssbhm, xssbhm, immobility, tube feeding, forced weight gain, (mild) health issues, mobility restriction, stuffing, gas (burps + farts), (mild) slob, pegging, lactation, breastfeeding, fat pads/fupas, emasculation, humiliation, moobs, stretch marks

no-gos: vore, blueberry, inflation, death, gore, and the usual Bad Stuff

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u/AlphaDebonair — 4 days ago