death by chocolate

- first time having your belly button fucked as you get funnel fed with a ceiling mounted tank full of weight gain shake consisting of melted butter and pure lard

- first heart palpitations after getting fed a massive feast at the buffet, feeling your heart straining while you beg for more

- First time not being able to get up from the bed / couch with their fat growing body pinning them down after a huge feast

- first time having to use a mobility scooter in public, showing everyone what a real death piggy looks like

- first time having to put their oxygen cannula to help them breath and get air circulated through their lungs being crushed by the newly added weight

- first time breaking the bariatric scale from how much your morbidly obese body weighs

- first time having a heart monitor hooked up on you and seeing how much your lard ridden heart is struggling to keep you alive as you get fed endlessly

- first time having your feeder use the crane hooked to the ceiling so they can lift your massive gut and give you a reward for being a good piggy

So as you can see, lots of first ( out of many more ) will happen when you decide to let a death feeder take care of you and see how far you let yourself go

I'll feed you until you're close to bursting.

I'll pleasure you until your mind goes numb.

I'll tease you until you beg for more.

I'll praise you until you're docile.

I'll own you until you submit.

I'll fatten you until you need me for pleasuring.

I'll widen you until you can't escape.

I'll ruin you until something gives.