🖤 FFA (& FEEDER) 🖤

if you're fattening up this is your sign to start drinking copious amounts of heavy cream / fattening liquids alongside water. do this at any meal, snack, or even just when you're not doing anything else. maybe if you do it often enough, the habit will stick. you know it's good advice when the status quo is "don't drink your calories." bonus points if you dribble creamer down your tits like a fat fuck

🌀 Take a second to relax yourself, go on.

🌀 Sit back, get comfy.

🌀 I just want you to read along for a moment.

🌀 Don’t worry about anything else, just you and me.

🌀There’s something I want you to do.

🌀 Focus on breathing, deep breaths in and out, relax yourself.

🌀 Good work so far piggy, keep breathing.

🌀 Don’t overthink it, just let your mind slow down.

🌀 Focus on my words, nothing else matters in this moment.

🌀 Feels better this way doesn’t it?

🌀 There’s something else I want you to do.

🌀 I want you to surrender to gluttony.

🌀 Keep breathing piggy, nice and slow.

🌀 Just a simple request, I want you to eat for me.

🌀 I want your mind to light up in arousal when you think about eating.

🌀 I want your mind go blank like this as you gorge on everything unhealthy you can manage, filling up on savory meals, and everything between.

🌀 Keep breathing piggy, you’re doing great so far.

🌀 I want you to pay attention and use less words, be a good piggy for me won’t you?

🌀 Let yourself remember only what’s important, that you must become hopelessly obese. When I type in purple and pink, you’ll remember this feeling.

🌀 No control. Yet, blissfully unaware, and most importantly, your hunger will be maddening.

🌀 But most of all, you’ll eat whenever I say

🌀 EAT

🌀 Nod your head for me, so I know you understand.

🌀 Now that’s a good piggy~

🌀 I want you to remember this feeling of comfort and relaxation. I want you to feel this as your belly growls and demands more.

🌀 You’ve done wonderfully, I think you’re free to go. You’ll start to be more aware and realize where you are, and feeling oh so very hungry.

🌀 Good piggy..

🌀 Now don’t forget

🌀 EAT

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It’s not just about changing your body. It’s about molding you as a whole. ✨

Slowly chipping away your achivements, independence, goals and dignity as your body is growing. Just to watch you gradually decline until all that's left is a mindless morbidly obese blob. ✨

Gradually corrupting your brain to associate overindulging with pleasure, playing with you as you eat greasy and unhealthy food. ✨

Praising you for getting bigger and ignoring all of your other achievements. Showing you that your worth is only determined by how big you’re getting. ✨

Your purpose lies in being an evergrowing object that i use for my pleasure 🦋

Isn't it pitiful how much you want this? No sane human would ever want to be objectified like this. But here you are again, getting off to this wishing it was you. ✨

Supersize that meal.

Get that Uber instead of walking.

Let out another notch of your belt.

Get a size up… or two in your clothes.

GIVE IN

EAT UP

I want to hear them all. Every single attempt to rationalize and shift the blame for why you've turned into a massive fatass.

You've got a slow metabolism

It's your genes

It's your parent's fault

It's the fast food industry's fault

It's society's fault

You had a rough day and deserve a treat

You've just been too busy to exercise

You're too tired to cook healthy tonight

You'll get to it tomorrow

Plus healthy food is too expensive

You're healthy enough, a little more food couldn't hurt

Exercise makes you too sweaty and tired

Diets don't work anyway

You'd hate to give up your favorite foods

Besides, you're not *that fat*

Anyway, a little extra weight is fashionable these days

Mmm look at how big and rotund you've become. Nothing like those pictures of oh so long ago. You were the pinnacle of athleticism, you could run for what felt like forever without dropping a single sweat or losing your breath.

But here we are, you're breath heavy from the strain on your stretched gut. Sweat dripping down you plump face as I force more food into your gaping maw. One hand desperately trying to release the pressure on your stomach while the other attempts to play with yourself.

How did it end up like this? You tested the waters with your fantasy of growing fatter but slipped into the grasp of gluttony. You only wanted a little bit of chub. But here you are, a heaving mass of lard getting off on the growth of your own body. Moaning between every bite in a mix of pleasure and pain emanating from your gargantuan gut.