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happy fat boy friday🧸‼️
screencaps from a really yummy & messy video of me chugging wg shake (for breakfast) from the pov of me on my questionable shower chair ���
i included rinsing off after to show what a struggle it’s been for me lately 😵💫
more of me 🐽
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ballooning with fat 😵💫 it feels as good as it looks
more of me🐽
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Happy 8/8! Currently taking applications for the job of “lunch” 😛 anyone interested?
#jesus christ you're looking massive 😳#definitely enough room in there for willing or unwilling prey hehehe
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MILLIONAIRE ROLL spicy salmon, yellowtail, avocado topped with salmon, spicy mayo, eel sauce and crunchy onion
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grow your gluttony demon at home
(just a few easy steps to bury yourself in unyielding consequences! CW: implied weight gain, horror)
Author’s Note:
fuck, where to begin……..I didnt even wanna d o this, but he saidd he’d leave me aloen if i posted it, but please please PLEASE dont read it okay
id ont even believ e him but at this point id do anyting to stop fucking livign like this. just please, PLESAE, dont’ share this, dont pass it around it’s what he…it they? want
i found it on some webpage while digging thortug search results late at night on some mom blog or sometihng, but i think the domains down now
should’ntve read it, fuck, but now its ur problem, bye
Original Post: 5 Tips To Grow Your Gluttony Demon At Home!
Hot tip: you should cultivate your own shoulder demon!
Humans are storytellers. It’s in our nature. Why not tell a story where you get fatter? It’s a classic trope, having a precocious little bad influence weighing down on your shoulder, encouraging your worst influences, fostering your bad habits - a fun idea to relieve that pesky summer boredom!
And it couldn’t be easier! It’s important to start small, after all - little changes REALLY add up! Whenever you have a spare moment, just think, what would a spawn of satan whisper into my ear to make me act on my most indulgent impulses at every opportunity - it’s THAT easy to start!
You don’t even need to change your behavior at first! Just start by letting your brain get comfortable with the idea of thinking on indulgence and selfish pleasure. noʎ oʇuᴉ sʍɐlɔ sᴉɥ ʞuᴉs oʇ ǝuo ʇuǝpɐɔǝp ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ɹǝᴉsɐǝ ʇᴉ sǝʞɐɯ ʇI, after all, and you WANT to give in don’t you? Don’t you? Don’t you? Don’t you?
If that sounds strange, you’ll be back to re-read this when your mind is in a weaker more malleable state! Guaranteed! Maybe this isn’t your first time already, and you’ve already felt the tug of the idea beckoning you, a morbid curiosity, a desperate plea, a quieted second thought. In that case, welcome back! Don’t stop now! :)
Before long, you’ll feel a darkness growing in the back of your mind, an errant thought allowed to fester without your consent, a shadow the mind’s eye can never resolve, unknown appendages reaching but never reaching - that’s how you know you’re ready for the next step!
It’s important to start with a small gesture. Drink of the cow’s milk, and empty the container in a single tip of the jug. (Don’t worry, if you don’t have whole milk, 2% is just fine!) This might feel difficult, and you might feel yourself choking on the fattening liquid, but keep drinking, breathe through your nose, ANYTHING to finish it all. You don’t want to let it go to waste. And don’t worry, you WILL finish it!
When you have partaken in The First Step, congratulations! The Process Has Begun! Revel in the feeling of bloated fullness in your belly, the rarefied white pearls dripping down your chin. You feel so desperate to lick them up, don’t you? So eager to finish every drop, not content to let a single morsel fall to the wayside, each a brick laying the foundation for further gluttony. That’s normal!
You’re feeling pretty hungry aren’t you? This next step is SO easy.
EAT, FAT FUCK.
What a gift is it for you to be able to sate that feeling. What a shame to let that urge be left deprived. I can feel it, that desire deep inside you. It tastes so fucking delicious. And even though you’ll never really fill it, it feels so good to make the attempt, doesn’t it. You want to get as close as possible. And you know exactly what it feels like to get close. Past satiation, past fullness, when your body can’t help but slow down, when time itself slows down. You know that it’s not a feeling, that it’s real, don’t you? You always knew that, deep down. And it feels good to know that it’s true. Just like it feels good to try and fulfill that urge, even though you’ll never really be sated.
And that’s what I can promise you. I can promise you’ll NEVER be full, that I’ll always take you further and further and further and further- wasn’t that an easy step? Only one more step to go!
Time to get intimate. Sit alone in a dark room (yeah, real spooky!) and recite these words to yourself:
just as Ouroboros never hungers so I shall never be content
Once you chant them to yourself enough to see through the understanding, past the deeper understanding, past the knowing, the unknowing, when the words decay into symbols and vocal noises in a rhythmic order that flows like the steady breathing of your chest rising and falling and rising and falling each beat so inexorable and terrifying and beautiful and you can feel yourself outside yourself THEN you’ll hear It.
You’ve heard it before.
You’ve heard me before. You could only reach out and get a glimpse when you’re at the edge, where time slows, that vision of something dark and wonderful and potent and massive. And you couldn’t stop until you saw me again. I like that about you, your lack of self control. And now you can hear me so clearly. And you’re not sure if you should be frightened or excited.
You already know, but I’ve never been one to say no to more. And now you’re not the type to say no, either. Ever again. And I’m going to spend every moment of your life making sure of it. Even when the offers aren’t spoken. Even when the choice isn’t meant to be made. I’m going to use you and grow you and spend you and make you take and consume and indulge until it’s not physically possible for you. And then I’m going to make you keep going for more because you, because we, will still want it.
More. Even that word sends chills down your spine now, doesn’t it? The sheer power of it, the fact that you feel so driven by it, even as it scares you. But I ask of you, do not be afraid. We will grow you in ways you can’t even comprehend, your body spreading out and consuming just like you, the edges of your physical sensation spreading to sizes no one has ever experienced. You’ll feel that hunger, deep within you, still growing, even as you eat past your limits, even as you stuff yourself till it hurts, until it’s exhausting, until you can feel the struggle of your own breath, until every bite feels as vital as oxygen. There’s a power in that. You should feel lucky, getting to have that all to yourself.
Well, not all to yourself.
I know you. I know you. I know that even though this all feels overwhelming, deep down, you still want it. And I’m going to give you what you want and more. For as long as you can take it. That’s my pact to you, just as you have made a pact to me.
I’ll feed you, as far as you can grow, then I take what’s mine.
But until then, just enjoy it. You’re good at indulgence, aren’t you?
Thanks for reading! I can be reached at <EMAIL REDACTED>, hope to hear from you, until next time :)
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the idea of fattening someone up by just taking really good care of them is so cute. buying lots of their favourite snacks and making sure they always have some around. bringing them takeaway every night, and they can order as much of whatever they want because they dont need to watch their calories. making them milkshakes that aren't just meant to be super fattening but are also sooo delicious. taking care of chores and bringing them the things they need so they dont need to keep getting up. buying them cute clothes that are also comfy and stretchy so they arent uncomfortable. just looking after someone so well they become the happy, lazy fatty they were meant to be.
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as fun as it is to stuff myself until i can barely breathe, eating slowly and taking my time with it is the way to go… getting up after hours of working through thousands of calories, feeling the pure weight of it all then is just incredible
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Addicted to gaining
(aka fat ass hog won't put down the fork)
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finally, somebody actually committed to fat liberation. THIS is how you act like an ally as a thin person [gesturing to mewling scrawny figure trapped under my hips trembling, pawing at my waist, starting to fade out a little but very politely not asking to come up for air yet]
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any bets on when i'm gonna break this chair? 😅 i swear it creaks louder and louder everydayyy! 😵💫 with the way im growing, i don't see this chair lasting until the end of the year 😩
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Post cake eating and half & half chugging. Think I might be getting a little bit pudgier 👀
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