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- 17 Gru 2019
No, Ryann Hooves just needs YUGE rolls of industrial brown paper like they had in the bathrooms at the auto plant I used to work at.
🍗 Deathfat Tess Holliday / Ryann Maegen Hoven - Beached Landwhale model, Body positive and social justice snacktivist, and gigantic fraud
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No, Ryann Hooves just needs YUGE rolls of industrial brown paper like they had in the bathrooms at the auto plant I used to work at.
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- 15 Kwi 2021
Kiwitober is currently underway and this was one of my submissions for today's prompt, "Obese." (Also, in case anyone is interested in joining in, submissions aren't only limited to the visual arts as you can see. All manner of creative submissions and wiseassery are welcome).
The Socially Literate Clinician's Guide to Mental Health: Tessorexia Nervosa
The Socially Literate Clinician's Guide to Mental Health: Tessorexia Nervosa
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- 8 Lip 2020
Olly is still calling Bowie "son".
Also, this is her girlfriend. Stay classy gorls..
Also, this is her girlfriend. Stay classy gorls..
Azovka
kiwifarms.net
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- 7 Gru 2018
Cross-posting from the Kiwitober thread, for today's "Obese" prompt, I got inspired to write a ballad about our favourite cow.
There once was a very curvy model
Numerous catwalks did she waddle
Over Europe and in the States.
Sponsorships aplenty, deals galore,
But keeping her weight down was such a chore.
While overeating? Easy.
Even if it made her slightly wheezy
In the long run. But who cares?
As long as you don’t break too many chairs.
Double spread in Cosmo magazine,
And an unfortunate t-shirt scam,
With rabid fans posting “you slay, queen”,
She was doing it all for the ‘Gram.
So what’s an occasional cake binge
That would make only fatphobics cringe?
Just an afternoon treat - quite carefree.
It’s Health At Every Size,
And y’all better agree.
Her weight gain it kindled,
As opportunities dwindled.
Yet the model kept pretending
Even as her career was ending,
That she was still in demand.
Advertising the rare brand
Unaware of all the drama
Surrounding her - she persisted.
But her priorities were twisted
For she had two sons in her care.
Well - one. The other got pawned to an ex
And stayed there.
“What’s the problem?”, the model wondered,
As she got some more ice cream to eat.
“I’m still pretty, with an extra pound or a hundred,
And with all the pilates, I’m practically an athlete.”
But just as she began to struggle with her bills,
There came salvation.
You see, some men, they get thrills
From watching her feed -
A fart on a cake for a donation?
The model quickly agreed.
After all, it was such a sweet deal
Even if she barely fit behind her Jeep’s wheel.
It paid for her rent, and some more,
And it’s not as if that made her a whore.
"I’m anorexic,” she would claim,
To stir some outrage and get fame,
As her 500 pound body shook
From memories of all that trauma.
Yet nobody fell for her new drama,
And she ended up a laughingstock,
Not that she cared -
It just meant more haters to block.
Sitting in her living room shilling
Dubious products for her dewy skin,
Which looked quite clogged
From all the calories she logged,
For her body was rotting within,
The model got distracted by a knock.
Surmising the effort it would take her to walk
There, she paused her recording.
“Just a moment, my sweeties!
What is it? A gift bag, clothes for my hoarding?”
She swore as she opened the door.
Surprise - it was diabetes.
It was thus that she existed
Relatively unassisted
At least for now.
The bedbound saga for this cow
Is one cloven hoof misstep away.
As for her son Bowie? We can just pray.
So there you have it, ladies and gents,
Gluttony is a sin, if you want my two cents.
From catwalks to fetish cake play,
That was the saga of one Tess Holliday.
Edit: Here's the recording because this shit actually rhymes.
There once was a very curvy model
Numerous catwalks did she waddle
Over Europe and in the States.
Sponsorships aplenty, deals galore,
But keeping her weight down was such a chore.
While overeating? Easy.
Even if it made her slightly wheezy
In the long run. But who cares?
As long as you don’t break too many chairs.
Double spread in Cosmo magazine,
And an unfortunate t-shirt scam,
With rabid fans posting “you slay, queen”,
She was doing it all for the ‘Gram.
So what’s an occasional cake binge
That would make only fatphobics cringe?
Just an afternoon treat - quite carefree.
It’s Health At Every Size,
And y’all better agree.
Her weight gain it kindled,
As opportunities dwindled.
Yet the model kept pretending
Even as her career was ending,
That she was still in demand.
Advertising the rare brand
Unaware of all the drama
Surrounding her - she persisted.
But her priorities were twisted
For she had two sons in her care.
Well - one. The other got pawned to an ex
And stayed there.
“What’s the problem?”, the model wondered,
As she got some more ice cream to eat.
“I’m still pretty, with an extra pound or a hundred,
And with all the pilates, I’m practically an athlete.”
But just as she began to struggle with her bills,
There came salvation.
You see, some men, they get thrills
From watching her feed -
A fart on a cake for a donation?
The model quickly agreed.
After all, it was such a sweet deal
Even if she barely fit behind her Jeep’s wheel.
It paid for her rent, and some more,
And it’s not as if that made her a whore.
"I’m anorexic,” she would claim,
To stir some outrage and get fame,
As her 500 pound body shook
From memories of all that trauma.
Yet nobody fell for her new drama,
And she ended up a laughingstock,
Not that she cared -
It just meant more haters to block.
Sitting in her living room shilling
Dubious products for her dewy skin,
Which looked quite clogged
From all the calories she logged,
For her body was rotting within,
The model got distracted by a knock.
Surmising the effort it would take her to walk
There, she paused her recording.
“Just a moment, my sweeties!
What is it? A gift bag, clothes for my hoarding?”
She swore as she opened the door.
Surprise - it was diabetes.
It was thus that she existed
Relatively unassisted
At least for now.
The bedbound saga for this cow
Is one cloven hoof misstep away.
As for her son Bowie? We can just pray.
So there you have it, ladies and gents,
Gluttony is a sin, if you want my two cents.
From catwalks to fetish cake play,
That was the saga of one Tess Holliday.
Edit: Here's the recording because this shit actually rhymes.
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Crepidodera fulvicornis
She's exactly like a watermelon, big and round
True & Honest Fan
kiwifarms.net
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- 2 Mar 2021
She’s eye-fucking herself getting tattoo. Again
She also put a story with, umm, clapback?, about make up and shit vs effyourbeautystandarts, but it ends abruptly on “people ask me about this every time”
She also put a story with, umm, clapback?, about make up and shit vs effyourbeautystandarts, but it ends abruptly on “people ask me about this every time”
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- 21 Lut 2016
Tess is also doing her monthly flabletics shill. She can no longer place her arms on her hips and jam her hands into her stomach fat to mimic a waist, so she's invented ways to flail her arms about (resting on her head or a wall of course) to try to make is seem like she's not shaped like the blueberry girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Look her her bewbs, shoot from far above, and don't you dare leave her fupa in the shot.
Look her her bewbs, shoot from far above, and don't you dare leave her fupa in the shot.
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- 17 Lut 2017
Right after she ended that part of her stories, she had one of her fat poc bff's come on and basically tell us to mind our business.
Nice way to avoid answering the question, Tess.
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- 30 Gru 2014
Holy shit, the difference in that muffin top is amazing! Who's she kidding thinking those angles will fool us all? And check out the straining fastener across her gunt:
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- 15 Maj 2018
^Oh dear lord, you know that weird long sleeve crop top is cutting off all circulation and movement on Tess's upper body, though of course Tess probably only wore the damn thing long enough for these pictures to be taken. She looks like an absolute idiot, and Fabletics, a company that I already find irritating due to its membership scheme, really pisses me off by sending her this shit.
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- 30 Kwi 2017
I can see her panties. I thought a big selling point on work out pants is that they're not thin enough to show underwear.
I know Tess is stretching the thing as far as it can be stretched but she's getting paid for this.
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- 21 Lut 2016
Yeah those completely smooth and straight lines above her fupa don't look sus at all, that's definitely how she looks without shoop
Holy shit, the difference in that muffin top is amazing! Who's she kidding thinking those angles will fool us all? And check out the straining fastener across her gunt:
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/sneed
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- 17 Lut 2017
I know they make thongs in her size, why doesn't she wear them when she does try-ons?
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- 20 Wrz 2016
When I can see that you're wearing bright pink or red underpants through the fabric of your leggings? That shit don't fit, Ryann.
Holy shit, the difference in that muffin top is amazing! Who's she kidding thinking those angles will fool us all? And check out the straining fastener across her gunt:
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Crepidodera fulvicornis
She's exactly like a watermelon, big and round
True & Honest Fan
kiwifarms.net
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- 2 Mar 2021
Ow owie, my arms cried after I saw pictures.
Srsly, that kind of shtick mirror neurons do when we see someone’s hurt.
She must be really strong to put this on herself through the head.
Better keep scissors close though.
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- 28 Lut 2020
This comment is a retard or a master troll. She clearly doesn’t have freckles as she’s a fake red head. They basically called her a grease pie with fake freckles
Your lips are so beautiful! How do you hide their brown color but still make them look like a chapped butthole?
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- 28 Sie 2019
How can they see the "before" in this video and still think those are freckles?
Oscar Winner
kiwifarms.net
- Dołączono
- 25 Sty 2021
One of her arms looks like it's beginning to waste away, and someone should do a safety check on that wonky wall.
Edited after I looked at her insta. Not sure if the fabletics tag was strategically placed to cover that horrific side profile..
And her upper arm is now eating her forearm. Honestly speechless.
Edited after I looked at her insta. Not sure if the fabletics tag was strategically placed to cover that horrific side profile..
And her upper arm is now eating her forearm. Honestly speechless.
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- 28 Sie 2019
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- 17 Cze 2016
I thought for a minute she was wearing a lymphedema sleeve, until I realized they don’t make them that fat and it’s long past time that could help her. (They are usually for normal-sized women who had lymph nodes removed because of cancer.) The way her upper ams have ballooned and started to spill over her lower arms goes in the record books of Weird Fat Things along with Tammy’s forehead.
I’ve noticed Dolly is starting to frown.
It won’t be long until she won’t be able to cram her panniculus and gunt into pants any longer. Those leggings are so tight you could see her red underwear under and every stitch in the zipper.
I make it a point not to buy athleisure clothes from companies who market to deathfats, but I gotta say, they do seem to be strong and well-made. Still won’t buy, but it’s impressive they don’t explode when she takes a breath.
Guess we’ll have to wait for her heart to do that.
I’ve noticed Dolly is starting to frown.
It won’t be long until she won’t be able to cram her panniculus and gunt into pants any longer. Those leggings are so tight you could see her red underwear under and every stitch in the zipper.
I make it a point not to buy athleisure clothes from companies who market to deathfats, but I gotta say, they do seem to be strong and well-made. Still won’t buy, but it’s impressive they don’t explode when she takes a breath.
Guess we’ll have to wait for her heart to do that.