u/Electronic_Crew_6415

When you got to college, you were already heavy. Over 200 pounds. At your height? That's big. Freshman year they introduced you to the gym and all of the available programs, but no fat girl wants to go to the gym, right? So embarrassing! Besides, who can get up to hit the gym when she's been out partying all night? As your clothes got tighter, you just moved on to leggings and bigger and bigger tunics. It was a "look".

Graduation was something. Relatives who hadn't seen you in a while made plenty of little digs. It didn't really bother you. Being Plus Size was part of your personality now. "Healthy At Any Size" was practically your mantra. Your social media was FILLED with Body Positivity and you drank deep from that fountain.

When you started dating me, I told you that I loved cooking. That I was a bit of a foodie. You didn't think much of it until the first time I made you dinner. It was a 6 course meal with multiple desserts that followed. We took a few selfies that first week we were together. After a year of my cooking, you look like a totally different woman. A very, very large woman.

But it's NOT your fault!

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Looking for a woman to talk pure gains with. To play a scene where it is never your fault that you are stuffed and bloated and getting fatter and fatter. In fact, it wouldn't be your fault at all if you waddled onto the scale and were magically a member of The 500 Club.

Ladies only, please. First person role play. Lots of sexy smut.

My wife and I are both openly bi. We play with others and swing. It’s great for us! I’d love to talk with bi women who are out and still play with other women.

It’s a wonderful arrangement if you can avoid jealousy. I’m certainly not here to talk about cuck stuff, but I do enjoy a little exhibitionism.

So if you’re a married woman playing with other women, let’s chat!

It's gone on too long. You have to bring it up. You have to talk about it. Maybe you don't know how, but you're going to have to have a sit down with your big, fat boyfriend about his giant, jiggling, round moobs.

The truth is, they're bigger and better shaped than a lot of women you know. They're stretching his shirts in all the wrong...or is it right?...places. You can't keep your eyes off of them. Nor your hands.

Those giant melons of his are starting to get into your dreams. You fantasize about them all day long. You've been in this feeding relationship for almost two years now. Why is it so hard to talk about...them?

He'd love to hear about your fantasy of getting him into a nice pushup bra, right? At least a sports bra for sex. Or...who knows? Would he go for getting those nipples pierced?

There's only one way to find out.

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I'm looking for a woman with a passion for moobs. Mine are huge. So very huge. And growing. Tease them. Love them. Kiss them. Caress them. Grow them. Dress them up. I'm even open to expressing my feminine side if that gets you off.