I'm Not Ruining My Body

I'm not ruining my body

I'm not ruining my body by getting fatter. I'm allowing it to become a sanctuary for my soul. Softening my hard edges for comfort. Slowing down my momentum as self care in a fast moving and dangerous world. Taking delight in my body, when we're told no matter how big or small we are, we're not good enough. Loving the changes as I grow over getting anxious as a result of keeping it in a problematic state for people who don't truly care for me. The more of me there is, the more of me I get to adore and more of me for people who love me to yearn for. I'm not ruining my body, my body is flourishing.

i enjoy feedism as a form of healing so so much

Maybe I'll expand on this on one of my days off, but having a weird kinks has driven me to do so much research on sexuality, arousal, and sexual fetishes. And like. The more you read the more you realize it's all fetishes! It's fetishes all the way down. The only difference between me and the guy who finds skinny blondes with big tits arousing is that a lot of fetishes are so normalized that we don't think of them as fetishes, we just assume they're natural. But they're not! what arouses us is not innately biological, it's dictated by culture and personal experience, and almost everyone has fetishes even if they aren't aware that they are fetishes.

✨ HELLO BELLY BATALLION! ✨

i love big tummies, smol tummies, all the tummies!!!! this is a safe space for soft feedism, belly art, monsterfckers and mpreg (with OC art due in the near future?!?! 👀 welcome to the club! 🍰 ✨❤️‍🔥 check out my art tag here! ((if u do not liek, it's free and easy to click away :3

A little H au based on a request i got on my twtter account!!

He's a part of a space crew that got invaded by an alien life form. The prime directive of the alien is to find other life forms and impregnate them with its eggs. After impregnating its victim, the alien also injects an ooze that makes the egg-carrier vapid and complacent, their minds completely overridden with maternal hormones and dopamine.

H managed to escape before given the proper amount of the brainwashing ooze after being impregnated by the alien; which is why he is able to resist the instinct to become a mindless egg-vessel, but only through concerted mental effort. So now he is running around the space station, avoiding the invading life form all while the clutch of eggs grow rapidly inside of his womb. But as the eggs grow larger, the mind-controlling ooze in him also seems to be growing stronger too...