Lazy, hungry, slob

- needing two chairs ( or more ) just to fit your fat ass at the buffet as you've barely fitted through the door

- getting banned from said buffet as you get fed to the point of having your belly in front of everyone, getting gropped and kissed by your feeder as they tell you how much fatter they're going to make you while everyone looks at you in shock, wondering how someone can let themselves go this far into obesity for their own pleasure with no regrets

- having your feeder nurse look after you and take care of your every needs, stuffing you beyond your limits each day as you struggle to breath under your gut pinning you in place, begging to be pleasured as your piggy mind gets hornier and hornier with each bite and slap on your jiggling gut

- needing mobility aids just to move your lard ridden body around ( bariatric cane, wheelchair, mobility scooter, etc. ) for the time being, just waiting for the inevitable moment you won't be able to move an inch from your bed, now having two purpose, getting stuffed and fucked like the perfect immobile piggy you are while growing even fatter for you and your feeders pleasure

so just relax. give in. stay put and eat. and eat. and eat.

feel yourself expand. let every bite that settles on your rapidly fattening frame be a reminder of how good it all feels. to get bigger. fatter. until you pass. 200. 400. 900.

Laying in that spot in pain for hours, contemplating if I should call someone but being too embarrassed to do so because of what a fat slob I look like naked surrounded by trash from binging night after night.

make my chest tight. make me beg for every pitiful wheeze my poor lungs are desperate for. make me so large I'm spread over two king size beds. dangle takeout bags in front of my face and get off watching me struggle to lift my arms even an inch. are you proud of yourself? are you celebrating my immobility? good.

make me grow, make me cum, make me eat. more. more. more.

My poor food balloon, I can hardly move it’s pathetic 🥵😳

I’m literally spiralling towards super morbid obesity. I feel my heart race as I eat until I’m numb and dazed. I accept it every time I grab my cellulite ridden belly hang, give it a wobble and understand that I’m too far gone. I can barely move, everything is excruciating when on my feet, every heavy step, I ache just getting out of bed. I need help with such basic things it’s absolutely embarrassing.

My care worker/nurse does the hard stuff that requires movement and helps me with stuff Im too obese to do alone. She’s lovely and makes my massive meals for the freezer/fridge + cleans everything for me + clears the takeout bags. My life these days is four walls and a mattress. I’m more obese than I ever thought I could get. I don’t get up, I ask for help, because I know what’s good for me. I stuff myself unhealthy, my stomach comically large as I beg for another box of donuts to be brought up. it reminds me to slow down, sleep, eat, give up and get more docile and complacent. Let go, forget anything that doesn’t involve food.

...Twenty minutes later... I'm so far gone

Ok maybe the bulking is going a little too well

1. You will honor Hunger above all.

2. There is no other God than Excess.

3. Every new stretch mark is a sacred victory to celebrate.

4. Do not commit the sin of moderation.

5. Do not resist. Your lack of willpower is your greatest strength.

6. You will say "I am full" only when your body can no longer take it, but your soul wants more.

7. Remember to glorify Excess. Every bite is a ritual. Gorging is everything.

8. Lard is your only guide. You will never desire anything as much as Lard.

9. You will never stop gaining weight

It can't be that your thighs and hips are bigger, despite the fact that even your sweatpants are starting to look tighter than ever, and don't get me started on how you look with jeans, putting them on is a whole work out, as a matter of fact, that's probably the only work out you get in the week.

Unused calories must go somewhere, darling, they won't just go away once you eat them or stuff them inside your belly. You're growing and simply getting fatter, it's a miracle that you didn't notice it for this long, you started wondering just now and only because you're pretty much bursting out of all your clothes, it's either that or denial is all wrapped up around your plumper self~

Denying the fact that your diet has really changed and that your physical activity has truly stalled this much, this won't suddenly change your current weight or make the stretch marks vanish, denying your fatness while you're here probably unable to complete a simple gym routine and not being able to fit properly into your clothes, is adorable, you truly are in denial.

There's no need to sulk, it's okay for things to change, darling, the softer life suits you much better and you look cute with a bigger belly, so what do you say? A closet overhaul and then we get some of your favorites? What? I'm just trying to celebrate your bigger accomplishments in life~ let me spoil you.

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