#make me massively obese

[bulkbrit]

Started to stretch my capacity in prep for the Fattening Season.

From 28th November to the 1st January 2025 I want to push my boundaries, be fed until I struggle to move or breathe and become the truly gluttonous, obese hog I am meant to be.

Currently between 333 and 336 and stuff in that loop. I want to push myself to clear 350 by the end of 2024 and start 2025 my fattest, heaviest and that step nearer to potential immobility.

Anyone want to help push me there and beyond? In person? Online? Via my Amazon wishlist?

Come join the fat fellowship.

Remember, no limits, no regrets!

[bulkbrit]

Forward planning.

No limits, no regrets

Get in piggy your new immobile life starts now, you were never meant to leave your bed and now you don't have to ... ever, your going to get so fucking fat

[bulkbrit]

I hope everyone is looking forward to the Fattening Season. It stats so soon with Thanksgiving and goes right through to January 2nd.

Time to grow and bulge and overindulge!

Remember, no limits, no regrets.

[bulkbrit]

Belated Happy New Year

Enjoy!

[bulkbrit]

Happy Tummy Tuesday everyone.

Now, who wants to help make me massively obese? No limits, no regrets. Just added blubber and folds to f…!

[actuallyitschunkagain]

My tummy is growling again but I’m being brave about it

[bigfatbob4you]

Dear FFAs:

If you aren’t

1) teasing me about how fat I’ve become — pointing out my wobbly globular gut, noting that my moobs are bigger than your boobs, marveling that my arms are bigger around than your waist;

2) telling me about how much fatter you’re going to make me — going from 450 to 500 to 600 and beyond, dreaming of a triple digit waist measurement for me, or envisioning how my warm soft fat will engulf you if I’m on top of you; or

3) taking me out to dinner at the buffet, filling my plate over and over partially to save me from burning any calories by having to get up myself, partially because you know which foods are the fattiest, and partially because you love picking out everything that I’m going to stuff myself with before you have to help me up and watch me slowly waddle out, a massive of jiggling flab until we get home where you’ll rub my poor distended belly until there’s room for you to funnel me full of WG shake and follow that cycle all weekend…

…why not? Let’s GO!!!! Fill up my mentions and inbox with how you’d fill me up. Maybe you can be the one to live out your fantasy…and mine…

[fatteningmyfeedee]

Look how big he is, I love it!

[bulkbrit]

It’s too hot today to get dressed. Best just to stay naked, drink shakes and order take out

[actuallyitschunkagain]

I never had a chicken Alfredo lasagna before for some reason I thought it was gonna be something super different but I give this 7/10

[gobbletilliwaddle]

Actively looking for a Dom Feeder.

Anybody wanna piggy to fatten up?

[legend-the-dumb-jock]

Hey! I’ve lost over 100 lbs and went from morbidly obese to fit jock. I’m proud of my transformation, but due to my body dysmorphia, whenever I look in the mirror, I still see my old, fat as fuck self.

Can you help me see the new me in my reflection instead of the tub of lard I once was?

Of course I can. I can make it so every time you look in the mirror you’re going to see that fit jock you need to see. Only there is a price. I’m sure you will figure out what it is really fast. Looking in the mirror for the first time you see muscular fit man you worked so hard to be. You flex and are shocked. You finally see you for all the hard work you did to lose all the weight. You yell triumphantly. Finally you can move on with your life. But that’s when you notice something. You feel heavy. Out of breath. You look down and scream. Your wish has been granted. You’ll see the fit jock you worked so hard to be in the mirror. But in return you now look just like your old self in reality. A massive gut and man boobs now hang off you again. All covered in thick dark hair with a beard that hides your double chin. Try as you might to lose the weight again but your wish prevents even one once of fat to leave you now. You wished to be able to see your muscle self in the mirror and that friend is where that will stay. A mere reflection. Reminding you of what you once had. While now you are again trapped in your obese body.

[bulkbrit]

I’d love to have a bodybuilder feeder.

[bulkbrit]

Tummy Tuesday time again!

[obesogen]

I care more about fat than anything else.

When I make excuses to not see people so I can spend my time just sitting in my room, thinking about obesity and looking at the fattest people ever to be alive, or drawings of people fatter than our present reality allows, I wonder–––

Everyone who knows me knows I'm a bit flaky. A few who know me very well know I am prone to using porn and fantasy to disappear from the world.

No one knows what I really do, though. No one knows how deep this goes, how old it is. No one understands how powerful, how uncontrollable, and how unlimited my lust for fat really is.

They don't know much time I spend every day just thinking about fat. How I spend hours and hours every day and every night looking at photos, videos, gifs, and artwork universally depicting bodies on the furthest, ragged extremes of obesity, and beyond.

They don't know how, if I could find them, I would devote the rest of my life to the care and further fattening of a nearly immobile partner. The thought of my mega obese love rolling down the aisle at our wedding towards me in their extra-wide power wheelchair, sporting enormous, bespoke attire because they are far too fat for any available clothing, immensely fat and soon to be only even more so with me at their side, fills me with such contentment to imagine.

I would cut ties with anyone in my life in a heartbeat for a life spent devoted to my massively obese partner. I see us hiding ourselves away from a world that doesn't understand our love. They swell bigger every day, with every drive-thru run, every pint of ice cream, every 2-liter of soda, hundreds and hundreds of grams of sugar every few hours, practically on a drip.

I care more about fat than anything else.

[actuallyitschunkagain]

Just a lil midnight snack

Now I’m done posting for tonight.