Untitled

BBWs, BHMs, gainers, stuffers, admirers, encouragers, basically everybody in the feedism community, reblog this so I can follow you!

Wide.

Huge.

Big.

Enormous.

“So pleased you’ve decided to stay a little longer. Don’t worry, there’s a simple solution to your predicament.”

You sink to your knees, still stuck, as a trough is pulled toward you. “Just eat til you burst the frame. We’ll keep you entertained in the meantime.”

You feel a pleasant buzzing behind, as you pitch face first into the trough.

Eat everything your little heart desires. Answer every craving with more food. I want you nice and full at every opportunity PIG.

Be nice and lazy for me. Only get off the couch for more food, nothing more.

I want your swelling gut exposed. You’ll eat shirtless, or at the least with your shirt pulled up. “Oh my family” or “oh my roomate” Did I ask fatass? You’ll do as I say.

Fattening up is your purpose now. Your life should revolve around food. About laziness. Greed. Being a complete and utter PIG at all times.

I want my inbox full of fat, stuffed GUTS today, is that understood PIGS?

When even getting up from the bed leaves you breathless? No

When everyone else around you is worried about your rapidly expanding waistline? No

When you've outgrown all your clothes for the 3rd time this year? No

When driving simply becomes an impossibility because your belly is simply too big to fit behind the wheel? No

When the doctor tells you that, you're clogging up your arteries one greasy filled mouthful at a time? Still no

Truth is it's simple, you can't stop and won't stop, you might protest a little here and there, maybe even decide to change your ways but it is inevitable, you're going to continue to gain because maybe you like the feeling it gives you in-between your legs, or rather maybe it's because my approval is what actually makes you feel that way, and you'll do anything for it, including ruining your body even further than it already is all, eagerly scoffing down high calorie meal after high calorie meal and washing them down with double cream and weight gain shakes.

Eat everything your little heart desires. Answer every craving with more food. I want you nice and full at every opportunity PIG.

Be nice and lazy for me. Only get off the couch for more food, nothing more.

I want your swelling gut exposed. You’ll eat shirtless, or at the least with your shirt pulled up. “Oh my family” or “oh my roomate” Did I ask fatass? You’ll do as I say.

Fattening up is your purpose now. Your life should revolve around food. About laziness. Greed. Being a complete and utter PIG at all times.

I want my inbox full of fat, stuffed GUTS today, is that understood PIGS?

You’re not the fit athlete anymore. Muscular gym guy. Toned gym bunny. You’ve gotten chubby. And there’s no stopping now.

The gym is for fit people like me. You belong on the couch, surrounded be snacks. Mindlessly watching tv as you binge on nothing but empty calories.

Your belly pushing further and further over your waistband. Love handles poking out. Ass pressing against seams on your pants.

People will be confused. A fit hottie like me walking around next to a pig like you. My toned tummy on display. Your fat belly hanging out.

A perfect example of our contrast.

So go on pig.

EAT.