🦇 BITE ME 🦇

Ugh, pics really can’t depict how fat I am.. like I’m wider than the cushions on my sectional couch. And that is wiiiiide 🥵

Document my gains, my habits, my diet, my personality. A journal to each category, photo collages and scrap books of every little milestone we find important. Measure me and take note of my stretch marks.

Draw on me and outline where you think the next few pounds of fat are going to end up at. Pinch and prod my body at your expense and even mention how it feels, the texture of it. Talk my ears off while you make me stand there on full display for your discerning eye. Not once caring how tired I get or how out of breath I am from having to stand on my own for so long

Make notes of when I manage to eat a bite or two more. How over the course of months and years that instead of bites, it’s evolved into plates and full dishes extra just to feed me. Explain my diet to me while you keep me down on all fours with my face in my dog bowl, sitting on my back and forcing me to hold you up. Patting my side when I’ve done good.

Keeping track of what foods turn me on more and coming up with meal courses serving to show my arousal rise with each bite, climaxing to me panting and grinding into my chair at the end of the dinner. Force desserts into me for the sake of consistent experiments, each meal has to end the same way no matter how full I am.

my belly has been swelling at rapids rates now 😵‍💫 and look at those fucking stretch marksss fuck please someone come rub this swollen gut.. fuck it’s so tight and sloshy..

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Like in completely unrelated ocassions the thought just pops into my mind "you should eat sth, you need to be fatter" and the thought of being severely obese once was a "probably will not go that far" transformed itself into "god i need to be extremely fat."