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Playing up the fact you have no idea why you could possibly be gaining weight while you scan for the highest calorie item on the menu. Letting people think you're an airhead so they don't question how much you're eating.
Teasing your feeder by asking them why your clothes don't fit anymore and watching them scramble for excuses. Forcing them to admit what they've done to you.
Acting appalled and storming off when people insinuate you got fat. It's a good excuse to leave so you can go masturbate and stuff your face.
Lying about your "weight loss" on social media to rage bait commenters into pointing out how much fatter you've gotten. You've got them posting whole threads analyzing before-and-afters, trying to prove what you already know.
Imagine ur eating like.. a totally normal diet but your friends start to express their worries that you’re not getting enough calories. It goes from like ‘hey I noticed you’ve lost some weight, everything alright?’ to full on gaslighting you about your nonexistent eating disorder and worrying that you’re not taking proper care of yourself. Theres enough of them in on it that you start to believe what they’re telling you, that anything under 5k calories a day is restrictive and you need to be eating more. Slowly, they brainwash you into thinking you need to be bigger and bigger, until you’re totally at their mercy, just a fat cow for their own sick pleasure.
can i be a little mean ? give you a hard truth? you’ve really let yourself go. i mean…. it’s embarrassing, honestly.
no, no! i knew what you were from the beginning! sure, you were only a little chunky then. comparatively speaking. you hadn’t seen a weight under 250 on the scale since fresh out of high school, but you hadn’t become this.
and i thought: okay. kind of a fatass, but cute in the face. the weight doesn’t look bad, at least. some people carry that many pounds better than others. we can make this work. maybe with some dates at the gym that’ll all melt off.
then i took you to dinner for our second date. you barely needed a single word of encouragement to down two whole appetizers, a massive entree, and a shareable dessert. i know, tubby—that doesn’t seem like a lot now. but for those of us who have some damn self control, that’s a nightmarish amount of food.
some naive part of me figured you’d cool it eventually: when you first couldnt finish the two flights of steps up to my apartment, and had to walk back down redfaced to wait for the elevator. or when you got wedged into your office chair and had me come across the city to unscrew the arms for you. or when you finally landed that office job and had to face the total lack of business clothes made in your size.
when you had to beg for my help buying a new car because you could barely fit behind the wheel of your old one. when you tore open your 55in jeans weeks after i told you those were goners, and that sloppy gut of yours oozed through the placket like pie dough. or maybe when the buttons on that 4xl shirt disappeared across our kitchen floor. when you stopped eating at the table entirely because “the seats were uncomfortable.” or when you broke the second couch falling gracelessly back.
or maybe when you started wheezing just from the effort of climbing to your knees to be fucked, never mind actually sustaining any single position.
but no! not even once did you stop shoveling food down that gullet. and don’t think i haven’t seen the aftermath of your little treats: the bags of take out, boxes of heavy cream, wrappers for trays of cookies, snack cakes, anything you can get past your lips.
it’s become a cycle, hasn’t it? you eat like a pig, so all your clothes are stained and ripped and practically painted onto your flab. i can’t take you anywhere because the minute you see food you turn those piggy eyes on me—oh don’t play dumb. you know the look you get when you’re ready to beg, do anything for another couple hundred calories. so you get that stupid piggy look on your face, whining and wheezing until i cave and give you anything to shut you up. my friends stare and ask “dude, what happened? we thought you had standards.”
i mean, shit. i thought i had standards too. but when youre done glutting yourself—when youre gasping for breath under all that fat—when you look at me with that blank hog stare like youre fighting through a fog just to have a concrete thought—when you’ve totally embarrassed yourself, playing the fat sweaty slob in public—when you’re crying cause i’ve reminded you what a blob you’ve become, but you still can’t stop eating your fourth plate of dinner by the handful—when i force you to look in the mirror and see how bad you’ve destroyed yourself? that’s when i want you most.
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It’s honestly crazy how the human body reacts to regular overeating with making it not only easier to eat more, but also more difficult to not do so. Your own body is so eager to help you fatten up for a possible lean season that it has no knowledge or concept that such a thing will never be coming. No, instead it drives you to eat more and more, not feeling satisfied with what you used to eat until you wake up one day with a quivering stomach begging for more than twice of what you used to be able to eat at the bare minimum. Your own body desperately wants to make you fatter, so it’s no wonder people blow up without even realizing it. Just the littlest slip in control can lead someone sliding headfirst into obesity, not to mention when it’s being done intentionally.
I can’t wait to parade you around the city and show everyone exactly what I’ve done to you. We’ll go out for a walk together and I’ll make you wear some of your old clothes, back from when you weren’t such a greedy, bloated, jiggly pig. You’ll look so cute and pathetic with your massive belly hanging out of the bottom of your shirt and your breasts straining against the bra that fit 3 cup sizes ago. Your huge, cellulite covered ass will hang out of the back of your shorts and your double chin will wobble with every step. People will see your outfit and think that you’re in denial of your recent substantial weight gain but what they don’t know is that all of the lard on your body was purely intentional. You’ll blush and look embarrassed when people point out how huge you are but every comment will just make you hornier. You love what a fat mess you’ve become and the public humiliation just fuels your desire to grow. We’ll go to dinner after the walk while you’re still in your skin tight outfit and we’ll see if you can eat until your shorts give out against your swollen gut. You’ll be my prized pig.
Soft feedism used as tool to manipulate me into eating myself into a stupor everyday.
“Oh, you finished that slice of pie? Here’s a milkshake to wash it down. Finished with that shake? Try these cookies fresh out of the oven. The weather has cooled off, so here’s a big bowl of chili with extra cheese and sour cream. You look liked you were still hungry, so I brought you a second bowl. You look so cozy, how about I rub your belly while you have some more pie. There’s only two slices left, so why don’t you polish it off so I can bake another pie.”
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sadistic feeder who is so sweet in the way they talk to me that i don’t even notice! giving me a “well what did you expect, baby?” when i complain about my back aching. and a “oh, i know, sweetheart. that’s what happens to big girls like you.” when i whine about outgrowing my clothes. and a “good girl, baby. i know that was so hard.” when i start losing my breath doing simple tasks. the dream. <3
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