It’s true. It’s the only time feeders/feedees in the US are allowed—and allowed to encourage other people—to overeat in public. It’s like having a holiday where, for an entirely innocent reason, we’re all told it’s ok to gently rub our dicks or our pussies.
I used to hate Thanksgiving (relatives are boring, and I’m not too fond of turkey, stuffing, cranberries, or green beans). But thanks to several of the Belly Brigade* telling me that they’ll think of me today as they push their capacities to the utmost, it’s become the dirtiest holiday of the year.
What are my plans to celebrate? Well, since I’m a bit displaced at the moment (Q. is having a much-needed holiday with her BF) I’ll be attending a dinner party with Avril that’s being hosted by the BHM around 3pm today. If anything dramatic happens I’ll probably blog about it later, since technically I’m crashing it. (I’d Tweet it, but I can’t seem to get Twitter to acknowledge my phone. Maybe I need a new one for Christmas…)
Also, if you’re a feedee in the US who’s celebrating today, why don’t you send me a photo of the results for the special Stuffies After Thanksgiving Edition? If you’re a perv on Flickr, you can post your hot tummy pics (stuffed or unstuffed) under the tag “stuffiesblog”—currently, of which there are none. Or you can email me at missmollyren (at) gmail (dot) com. I’ll post the best ones right here during the rest of this week.
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The “Belly Brigade”, BTW, isn’t a club or something with a paid membership, as some people seem to think. Even though I’ve jokingly put it on a few photos I found on Flickr, it’s really turned into the name for the few feedee boys I talk with online on a regular basis, such as Cee, the Colt, and BBB. They’re the ones I care about the most.
◆ Confused as to who the heck it is that I’m writing about? Check out the Who’s Who of Stuffies.
◆ See more beautiful bellies in Molly’s Flickr favorites!