Hi folks,

Looking to talk to ladies of all sizes of who got a taste of overeating this Thanksgiving. Someone who gave into their hunger and just. Kept. Feeding it all day. Now they've gotten fatter, bigger, potentially even taller, and they don't plan to stop. Something about having gotten such a round, overstuffed belly, straining against your clothes, or simply taking up more space has flicked a primal switch in your brain and now you just need that feeling as much as possible. Stuffing increasing amount of calories into your gut with the prime goal to either finally feel full... Or keep on growing heavier, bigger, and fatter at an unprecedented speed.

If you love talking about what you like about the weight gain/stuffing/growth fetish and actively enabling yourself to just keep on growing beyond all reasonable limits, message me! This would be mainly about the anticipation of becoming utterly colossal and insatiable in size and weight. I'd be happy to simply obsess over every new pound you gain, every inch your dress needs to be let out, every moment you're dominating more space with your burgeoning body, encouraging you to eat a bit more with every meal.

Kinks: MEASUREMENTS, growth of anything by any mechanism (in this case it's lovely stacks of fat), difficulty with mobility (not immobility), stuckage, greed for MORE, clothes/furniture destruction, slow personality change, insatiability to the possible point of vore

Limits: hard vore/graphic depictions of death, feet, toilet, piss, noncon, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but KNEES