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If you're into death/dark feedism

You are already immobile, and several tubes are connected to your body to keep your extremely obese body alive and happy at all times. One of the tubes goes into your mouth and is feeding you a shake made from heavy cream and burgers. While watching a junk show on your glasses, an ad comes on congratulating you for having already eaten 100 cows this week, you feel some guilt but the corporation's AI and its algorithms knows you well and release a dopamine rush in your brain, which makes you happy along with a new cow accessory for your virtual avatar. Then another text pops up, "Will you eat 100 more for Mommy™?". You don't answer, the algorithm does it for you. You quickly feel a thick meat flavored liquid entering your mouth, you let out a huge fart and a moan of pleasure as the vibrator under your huge belly starts to act up, the algorithm knows what's best for you, it knows you love these heavy stuffing sessions with sex included. A new text pops up on your glasses, "Good consumer, Mommy™ loves you."

Soon your programming changes to a documentary of what the world was like 5 years ago, before Mommy™ got so much power, you could see people walking around, most of them obese but some were still thin, there were dozens of different mega corporations, all fattening people to their liking and even some giving healthy alternatives, then the Mommy logo appears in a hypnotic spiral, hundreds of messages appear in a matter of seconds, all of them asking you to consume only on Mommy, to have your whole life consumed by Mommy. Then the video changes again, now it's extremely obese people, all fed by Mommy, in their Mommy-delivered apartments and in skimpy clothes, all with the Mommy logo.

Now another text appears, "Mommy™ knows best®." The amount of milkshake entering your mouth increases, your inhumanly sized belly can take much more. "Consume®." That message makes you horny, the algorithm knows it and sends a dopamine rush to your brain, the vibrator increases speed and your body starts sweating more than usual along with releasing several farts from your fat, cellulite-filled ass.

The video increases in intensity, more images about how everyone starts consuming only at Mommy™, your brain is highly stimulated, Mommy™ knows you love this. Soon pornographic images appear in the video, pleasuring you more as you see colossal boobs with the Mommy™ logo on them. You can feel a pain in your chest, but the algorithm gives you a quick shot of an experimental drug, once again Mommy saves you from your deteriorating and unhealthy body.

Your nipples begin to be stimulated, the pleasure is colossal like your body, but not as colossal as Mommy™. You go into a deep trance of pleasure as you keep swallowing, getting fuller and fuller. You don't know how much time passed but you let out a loud moan as the hose comes out of your mouth, you burp for two minutes and the screen goes black, then a new text appears,

Does that turn u on…

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

It really is that simple for a useless, pathetic pig like you, isn’t it? Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat. That’s your entire fucking existence now, you brainless slob. There’s no need for that worthless, empty head of yours to think anymore—only real people get to do that. You gave up that right the moment you surrendered your boring, pathetic old life to become my property. My fat, greedy pet. My drooling fuck toy. Or maybe “human garbage disposal” is more accurate at this point, because that’s all you’re good for, piggy.

You just lie there like the disgusting blob you’ve become, mouth open, triple chins quivering, waiting for whatever nasty slop I decide to shove down your throat. The greasiest, fattiest trash I can find—piles of sugary, sticky slop dripping in syrup and cream, cold fast-food leftovers that have been sitting out for days, half-rotten and congealed. You don’t even taste it anymore, do you, you pathetic hog? No. You just unhinge that sloppy, greedy mouth and swallow it all down like the mindless vacuum you are. Every bite pushes you deeper into your own ruin, and you fucking love it.

While you stuff your face, you keep that VR headset strapped on tight, eyes glued to the filthiest, most depraved porn I pick just for you—nothing but endless hours of extreme degradation, goon fuel that melts whatever’s left of your brain. You don’t do anything else, do you, piggy? When was the last time you could even move without huffing and puffing like a broken animal? When was the last time you formed a single coherent thought? That dumb, vacant, drooling face says everything. You can’t even speak properly anymore—you just grunt and moan like a stupid, overfed animal in heat, leaking and throbbing uselessly.

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

Your body is falling apart exactly how I want it. Type 2 diabetes turning you into a bloated, sluggish mess. Cholesterol so high your veins are practically clogging with the filth I feed you. Blood pressure so dangerously elevated it feels like your heart is one greasy meal away from exploding. Your organs are starting to fail, one by one—liver, kidneys, everything straining under the weight of your endless gluttony. How fucking pathetic. Look at you, ruining yourself for my amusement.

But don’t worry, my disgusting little pig. Even with the clock ticking on that worthless life of yours, I’m still going to use you for my pleasure. I’ll keep pumping you full of calories, keep you gooning and edging for hours until your broken mind leaks out your pathetic cock, keep you grunting and begging with those desperate, piggy sounds. You exist for my entertainment now. No escape. No thoughts. No purpose except to eat, swell, throb, and obey.

Eat. Goon. Edge. Repeat.

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…but this is all to be expected.

it's fun to be helpless :)

it's fun to be helpless :)

it's fun to be helpless :)