Big Nerd For Big Women

I mean, all I do every day is park my fat ass in front of my computer and game and stuff my face. Most of the time I’m wearing outgrown graphic tees that can’t even cover my gut anymore, guzzling soda or beer and shoveling snacks in my face while my eyes are glued to the screen. I’ve been addicted to World of Warcraft since the beginning, and play a plethora of other games that I’ve sunk hundreds and thousands of hours into. It isn’t uncommon to hear me breathlessly ramble on about lore and mechanics in between greedy bites and loud, belly-shaking belches.

I also work fully from home - I don’t even have to exert myself waddling into an office or squeezing myself into ‘professional’ attire. There are rolls and ridges in my ass fat from how much time I spend sitting, parked like a beached whale in my XL office chair. I’m incredibly sedentary, out of shape, super morbidly obese…and I just keep ballooning because of my habits and my hedonism.

And you’re telling me that's what turns you on? A nerdy fat fuck like me continuing to grow lazier, greedier, fatter?

I think we can both agree that's pretty pathetic. Adorable, though.

You should feed me about it.

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It all seemed so unbelievably wrong, so unbelievably humiliating and degrading. So totally wrong that he now controlled my whole body, and had locked away my cock forever. That my balls were to be visibly displayed, large and full of sperm, but imprisoned and mocking me every minute of every day. I was not even an animal anymore, I was a freakish object denied the most basic of freedoms. And the smile on my Master’s face told me that he loved every second of my degradation.

I want to destroy your old life. Destroy everything that made you a man and make you totally dependent on me. A desperate slaveboy who needs his Master for everything. I want you to have only me in your life. As your owner and Master. Everything that happens to you from now on will be my choice. My rules govern your pathetic existence. You will be helpless for every minute of every day. Every day for ever. I want you to crave attention from me because the rest of your life is going to be so miserable and pointless and lonely, alone in your naked slavery and doing your pointless manual tasks for me. Your Master. And I want you to know every minute of every day that you could have been free if you hadn’t been such a cocky arsehole towards me. That your slavery is your own fault and you are destined to regret your actions for the rest of your miserable, naked life.

His feeder loves to watch him gorge, as a proper feeder should. She lets him sit and stuff his face while she makes trips to and from the kitchen always leaving with empty hands and coming back with lots and lots of goodies. They haven’t found his limit yet, this one is a born feedee. The food usually runs out before he’s completely maxed.

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Saw this floating around somewhere and thought it was too hot not to post 😅

or emotionally demolished.