u/DesperateLog7437

My girlfriend is amazing. She’s sweet, kind, and, by all means, incredibly attractive. When she got an offer for her dream job, I was more than willing to move so she could finally have the life she wanted.

She used to be good about taking care of herself, too. Even after long days, she would go to the gym a few nights a week. But after the move, the new job started wearing her down. She came home stressed, tired, and always hungry. She started constantly snacking. Then having me order pizza, takeout, or fast food almost every night because she was too exhausted to cook.

She still tried to go to the gym for a while, but soon she started skipping. Eventually, she cancelled her membership entirely, saying she was too busy and too tired.

The weight came on fast after that.

Her old clothes stopped fitting, but she barely seemed to care beyond asking me to buy her looser, bigger ones. Snacks started showing up everywhere around the apartment, and every dinner out she would ask for bigger portions, extra sides, dessert, and food to take home. I liked the changes more than I wanted to admit, but I still worried when I had to quietly replace the couch and bed after they started giving out.

Eventually, our place became too small for her. The stairs left her winded, and the doorways were getting tight, so I convinced her we should move somewhere bigger. She thought I just wanted us to take the next step together.
Now I keep the fridge and pantry packed. She complains that portions are shrinking even though they haven’t. Her appetite just keeps growing. I have started helping without asking, melting her ice cream so she can chug it, bringing her snacks while she rests, sprinkling sugar on butter, and making sure there’s always snacks close by.

And every day, she seems hungrier than the last.

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Hey everyone, thanks for reading! I’m in the mood for a slice of life roleplay about a guy dealing with his gf’s out of control appetite.

There is no size limit.

DM if interested.

Kinks: Weight gain, stuffing, binge eating, stuckage, overeating, body expansion, domestic scenes, clothing struggles, bullying, sweat, slight slob, furniture breaking, feeding, teasing, comfort food, immobility, gradual escalation.

Limits: no gore, no bathroom themes, no blood

You’re an out of work, at the edge of being kicked out of your apartment, so naturally, in your desperation you send out emails and applications to anyone and everyone.

Suddenly, you receive a strange email with an offer attached. Full benefits. Immediate hiring. Housing included. There is no company name or clear job title. Just a contact number and a salary range that looks too good to be real.

You say, “what the hell,” and call the number to schedule the interview. After all what do you have to lose?

The interviewers ask questions that feel far too personal for a normal job. Health, appetite, housing, weight history, and breast size???

They bring out a stack of papers and ask you to sign. You’re hesitant, after all this is far too weird to be legit. But the. They offer an increase to your starting salary, and all your worries disappear.

So you sign…

And only after that do they explain the job.

You have joined the company’s livestock development program as one of their “cows.” You will be fed, monitored, treated, milked, and slowly reshaped into a productive asset for the company.

It sounds insane. But at least you’ll never have to worry about going hungry ever again.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Hi everyone! I’m looking for a weird romance, where I play a handler and you play a newly hired “cow” in this weird company/secret facility.

I want to include a uniform, feeding schedules, hormone treatments, milking, checkups, rankings, and more!

Message me if interested!

Kinks: weight gain, body transformation, monitored feeding, tube feeding, hormone treatments, dependency, loss of autonomy, soft corruption, handler/caretaker romance, slow burn, clothes ripping, stuckage, gluttony, mobility issues, food addiction, mild health issues, laziness, slob elements, milking, suction equipment, cow uniform, rankings, and facility life.

Limits: minors, incest, gore, vore, snuff.

You’re an out of work, at the edge of being kicked out of your apartment, so naturally, in your desperation you send out emails and applications to anyone and everyone.

Suddenly, you receive a strange email with an offer attached. Full benefits. Immediate hiring. Housing included. There is no company name or clear job title. Just a contact number and a salary range that looks too good to be real.

You say, “what the hell,” and call the number to schedule the interview. After all what do you have to lose?

The interviewers ask questions that feel far too personal for a normal job. Health, appetite, housing, weight history, and breast size???

They bring out a stack of papers and ask you to sign. You’re hesitant, after all this is far too weird to be legit. But the. They offer an increase to your starting salary, and all your worries disappear.

So you sign…

And only after that do they explain the job.

You have joined the company’s livestock development program as one of their “cows.” You will be fed, monitored, treated, milked, and slowly reshaped into a productive asset for the company.

It sounds insane. But at least you’ll never have to worry about going hungry ever again.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

•

Hi everyone! I’m looking for a weird romance, where I play a handler and you play a newly hired “cow” in this weird company/secret facility.

I want to include a uniform, feeding schedules, hormone treatments, milking, checkups, rankings, and more!

Message me if interested!

Kinks: weight gain, body transformation, monitored feeding, tube feeding, hormone treatments, dependency, loss of autonomy, soft corruption, handler/caretaker romance, slow burn, clothes ripping, stuckage, gluttony, mobility issues, food addiction, mild health issues, laziness, slob elements, milking, suction equipment, cow uniform, rankings, and facility life.

Limits: minors, incest, gore, vore, snuff.