I’m Fat

I think the hottest thing a woman can be is a weirdo

Yes

What you don’t seem to understand is that your desire to gain will require you to change on a fundamental level. Being a real fat ass will demand far more from you than just stuffing your face. If you truly and earnestly want to be a good piggy you’ll need to completely alter all of your current habits and how you perceive the world. Do you understand? To be as massive as you’d like to be you’ll have to swear off any and all forms of exertion. The mere thought of physical activity should make you wince and you wouldn’t dare consider taking the stairs when there is a comfortable elevator nearby. All hobbies you currently have will need to be modified to accommodate your growing appetite. If you can’t sit and mindlessly eat while performing the activity then you will find a new activity. Your thoughts will be repurposed to constantly think about food throughout your day. You’ll obsessively look for opportunities to stuff yourself with the highest calorie foods you can find and you will plan every moment around facilitating this. Any and all elements of self-awareness in your consciousness will be slowly eroded. You’ll proudly display your huge swollen belly in public after yet another binge and you will feel nothing but pleasure from the looks of concern you receive. You see, it’s no longer good enough for you to just eat like a pig, you need to think and act like one too. If you truly want this transformation you’ll have to sacrifice everything you currently are to gluttony. I can see in your eyes how desperately you want to grow. Are you ready to give in for me?

Yes please! Oink oink!

Domestication in feedees is genuinely the hottest thing. Feeding someone into becoming an indoor person who used to go out but now enjoys lazing and doing nothing more. A polite fatty that slowly becomes brattier and more pathetically demanding for food as they are trained to always be fed. Whining and begging for food constantly without ever leaving bed as I completely control their diet. The effort required for them to how much they eat is too much work so I take care of that as well. More independent at first as a person but eventually getting addicted to my love and attention so they constantly need it. Whenever they stuff they become an even needier mess required me to burp and baby them for they can’t do it themselves. Just dumbed down and made to become my pet to take care of and dote as they do nothing all day everyday