Have had nothing to do at work, so my head is just *filled* with horny thoughts. I want to be a fatass pear *now*. Fuck waiting I need it NOW!
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You’re basically begging for someone to kidnap you and turn you into a lifeless blob. How does finally taking off the restraints and weaning you off the sedatives once there’s no hope in you ever moving on your own again sound? Letting you go only when your legs are too heavy to pick up so there’s no chance in you ever making it up those stairs. You were meant to be someone’s hog, drugged, fattened to helplessness, and fucked until exhaustion.
CW// Kidnapping
This is dark, like, really dark, but gosh, I love it. Someone literally stealing me from a life of activity and potential to be their forcibly basement dwelling uberblob blubberfuck. Sure, they'd use whatever they would need to capture me, but they wouldn't need much to convince me to stay in that utterly helpless, intoxicatingly hopeless space. Perhaps a restraint breaks early. I wouldn't say anything. Why would I? It sounds wonderful
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Eating to stim is how you get REALLY fat 🐷🧩
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i can't stop eating holy shitttt
i'm up to 267lbs today jesus christ.
i've been constantly stuffing my fat face with mcdonald's, taco bell, and an obscene amount of junk food
i'm so hungry all the time and even when i get full, i keep eating because i'm so addicted to this rapid gain.
only downside is that i spent all my money on food 😅 if anyone wants to fatten me up, take a look at my wishlist:
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im not greedy or spoiled.. i just.. i still have control im just being enabled!!!!! i mean,,, you wouldnt enable me right..?
(pls do 🐽)
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Did you honestly think that you could stop gaining? This is what you were meant for. You’re a cow, meant for fattening until you’re unrecognizable. Until your every moment is begging for someone to slide more lard down your throat. You’ll make a perfect breeding cow. Immobile and Pathetic.
I tried so hard. I thought about exercising some more. I thought about resisting the urge to binge on candy and fast food. I thought about just plain watching my calories. But I couldn't. I couldn't even start. The urge for more wormed its way back into my head as a memory that cannot be forgotten. My breakfast yesterday had the same amount of calories as what a normal person would eat in an entire day. And when i thought about going for a walk to burn some of those calories off, the doft and gentle wobbling of my belly stole my attention. And i still coupd exercise, but only to induce that feeling of being famished. Only to see my body melt once more into a puddle of fat. I'm not normal. I need to gorge and eat and get fat and blobby. I need to be someone's fat fuckpet. I need to encourage others to grow as unhealthy and obese as I am. To be fat is my purpose. I can't just let it go.
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This is what I’m saying! Goals btw
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