The Rush
More. All that matters is more. You don’t care how bad for you it all is, you just want more and more and more. Food is your drug, fat is your drug. Anything you can imagine. Pizza, pasta, the most fattening processed trash you can find. Pies, cakes, anything to make you fatter. Feel the food feeding your fat. Feel it softening your already obese body with more and more greasy yellow lard. You fatten and fatten. You outgrow shirts and pants because you need to. Fat gives you life. The more donuts you eat the happier you are. The flabbier your arms are the more satisfied you can be. Eat and eat, knowing full well that obesity is a disease and yet you keep stuffing your face. Don’t stop, don’t stop for anything. More fat is all you need. Pad your legs, arms, belly, love handles, your face. Lard goes everywhere. As long as you keep binging on fast food, your body will keep building new blubber deposits. You overwhelm it with fat every day, it has no choice but to inflate your belly with more chub. Greasy, sugary food is all you need. As much as you can eat and more. Feel it fattening you, feel yourself succumbing more and more each day to your belly. It controls you now, you live to overfeed it. Eat up. You want nothing more than fat, so fill your belly with it. Keep sinking yourself deeper and deeper into your own fat. Every day you’re ballooning more and more. Your fat is choking your body, forcing you to waddle. Feel your body jiggle. Anything that jiggles is fat, and all of you is jiggling. Keep packing on those pounds. Watch the scale tick higher and higher, watch your fat belly grow rounder and softer and bigger. Order more food, you need it. You want to be big, don’t you? Not just plus-size, not just chubby. You want to be hugely obese, an overfed blob of fat that can’t stop eating and eating. Your fat is growing now, it hasn’t stopped growing in quite a while. But it’s not fast enough. Fat needs to go directly from your mouth to your bulging waistline. It’s intoxicating, feeling your body pack away fat. Feed that feeling, feed your massive addiction to fat. Eat more. You can do it, they’re empty calories anyways. They only exist to cram more fat into your body. You poor fatty. You can’t stop and you know it. So shovel more of that fattening mush into you, feel your belly stretch to accommodate it, then relax as it begins to digest. Lazy fatties like you don’t use any calories, so anything you eat is just gonna make you softer. You’ve become a slave to your own fat. Nothing to do now but eat.
Woof 🥵🥵



























