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Moans and Burps, So Completely full

Thank you 🥺 I spent so many years not gaining because I had issues keeping food down/with capacity. For years that acted as a barrier to entry. But honestly it gets easier after a few months of absolutely relentless capacity expansion. Then you’ll start to crave it naturally. Shakes can also really help ensure you stretch out the stomach. Other than that, eating as often as your body will allow + combined with some kind of cream will allow for weight gain to take place rapidly.

my udders are sooo big that I haven’t felt like my belly has grown that much, but this video made me realize just how much all the lard is spreading out and I need more. Immobility is on its way 🤤🐷🐮😈💦🩷

No

I need to weight a fucking ton. I need to be fed the most unhealthy slop imaginable. All food deep fried. Tied up to a bed till I'm fully immobile all over. I'm not playing anymore. I want to be killed by my greed to grow. I want it more than anything.

I want to be made stupid and dumb. Completely fucking BRAINDEAD. I want my heart to struggle even when I'm only 600lbs.

I want to be a REAL Death Feedee. And I want all of you to help with it.

I want grease pumped into my blood. I want my arteries clogged. Oxygen needed every second of every minute. Body in constant pain. Room trashed with wrappers and food boxes. And the best part?

You'd control everything.

I couldn't leave if you kidnapped me and tied me in a basement. I couldn't say if I wanted to be cleaned once I can't move. I couldn't protest eating once you have that tube permanently attached. I couldn't be saved from death if you controlled my medicine and life support.

I want you feeders to end me. I want to be a hog. A pile of useless, dumb lard. A whore to be fucked constantly for your pleasure.

Booze and weed constantly shoved in me, barely conscious all the time. It all being too much in the end. You killing my liver, kidneys, lungs, and then finally my heart.

Little update 💋💖🌸

Hi all! Moved house and counties, back in AUS for a graphic design degree. Something I can sustain on well into my gaining journey. International life/relationship while the world burns, irl feedism relationship reality at the moment. I am sorry my fellow queers and POC in the US right now, much love 💕

Morning slob aesthetic - eating out of jars Winnie the Pooh style having ur fingers covered in nut butters, syrups and Nutella. Using your mouth as a highly efficient bowl dumping bags of cereal, chips, mini marshmallows, chocolate chips and anything you can find until your cheeks fill out like you’re a chonky chipmunk. Your throat gets dry after a few huge gulps so what better way to drink straight from the carton your belly getting heavier is pulled down by the gravitational pull of your heels grinding down in slippers because if you’re on your hardwood floors being as heavy and bloated you would have fell.

It’s straining, groaning, gurgling but you must eat more and this desire is released by a long belch that smells sweet and addictive you must have more. You waddle to slump yourself on the couch indulging in the fact that one day you’ll end up breaking it gladly. You bring with you half of a grocery store cake and a 2L soda. You wouldn’t normally indulge like this so early but honestly why shouldn’t you.

Your pjs from last night are tight lowering the waistband under ur hairy gut isn’t enough u struggle using your legs to help grip them off. Ur stained sweaty shirt damp in from the soda and how sweaty you are from ur belly working overtime and ur pits brewing a storm u ride that over ur belly now seeing a dome infront of you. Quite mesmerizing to look at how round and shiny and slightly furry it is. It’s riddled with stretch marks as you expand and digest. Your breathing is getting slower, heavier and indulgent so intentional to do basic things like breathing, groaning, burping, fuck your gut is so tight and ur arms are so fat at heavy or else your would have poked it knowing you wouldn’t have gotten much jiggle or elasticity.

You’ve haven’t noticed how much you’ve sunken in your cozy spot that ur almost laying flat. You also realized amongst all the clutter the half smoked joint you’ve just discovered on the floor would be PERFECT rn. You have to focus so hard to hold ur gut from both sides and shift up lol the fact ur belly can cover most of ur thighs is sexy, hilarious and also makes getting hungrier more tempting. All the work you’ve done to come up is more than enough exercise for the day releasing some more than necessary bubbly farts leaving ur left arm over ur belly to move forward that lets out some rumbling belches out - you can’t even think of a moment you were ever this comfortable all that built up pressure being released you cum yourself just a lil. What better way to reward yourself with weed you use ur right hand to rub through the edge of a couch and find a lighter and finally spark up deeply inhaling as if you can count the % of THC like calories releasing it is even better as the air smells of kush and gurgly sweet burps not to mention your BO from not showering since (who knows when all the days blur together)