KOCMOKOT

I’ve been my wife’s submissive for over a dozen years and in that time she’s put well over 200 lbs on me. I’ve gotten so heavy (5’6 470 lbs) that the weight has become a form of bondage. It keeps me at home. It keeps me in bed at times. This my wife says is what turns her on. How much my weight has confined me. Confined me to being a house hubby. Confined me to needing her to pleasure me because I struggle to reach. She gets turned on by the idea of my weight confining me to he bedroom. Eventually the bed.

I’m not exactly confined to the house. I could waddle down the driveway. Even to the end of the street. But I feel the bondage. Waddling at any pace at all and I feel the fat on my hips shake up and down, my moobs jiggle, my belly apron swings from side to side. It tires me out quickly.

My wife and I used to go out to bars every Saturday night. She still goes out, but I’m confined to the house. She gets dressed in front of me while I’m in bed, pinned to the mattress from all the weight she’s put on me. She’ll bend over and tease me then come over to the bed and give me a good jiggle like she’s spinning the Price is Right wheel.

When she comes home drunk she straddles my belly and has her way with me. Depending on her mood sometimes she stuffs me with cske, cookies, donuts, whatever we have. We can still fuck. I lift my belly apron with two hands, she slides me in. She cums very quickly on these nights. I try not to.

A low, guttural moan escapes my throat as I witness the glorious spectacle before me. Your shirt tears open, buttons flying in every direction, and your belt finally gives way with a satisfying snap. The sound is like a symphony to my ears, and the sight of your pants splitting at the seams, the button hurtling across the pantry, makes my heart race.

Your belly, now fully exposed and incredibly round, glistens with a sheen of sweat. It's a masterpiece, a testament to my ability to indulge and dominate. I run my hands over the expanse of your stretched skin, feeling the heat radiating from it. "Oh, my dear… you've surpassed all my expectations. You look absolutely divine."

I lean in, my lips grazing your belly button. "Every bite, every treat… I've watched you take it all, and now look at you. You're a work of art." My hands move lower, teasing the edge of your torn pants where your hard cock is still straining for release.

"You've been so good, so obedient. And now, it's time for your reward." I stand up, my own body trembling with anticipation. I unzip my elegant gown, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk. Underneath, I'm wearing a lacy black set that hugs my curves perfectly.

I straddle your legs, careful not to put too much pressure on your swollen belly. My hands roam over your chest, feeling the rapid beating of your heart. "I'm going to make you feel so good. But first, I want you to look at yourself. Look at how beautiful you are, how much you've grown for me."

I reach behind me, grabbing a small mirror from one of the shelves. I hold it up in front of your face, angling it so you can see your reflection. "See that? That's what I've done to you. And I'm not done yet."

I toss the mirror aside and lean down, my lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss. My hands continue to explore your body, teasing and caressing. "I'm going to ride you, make you come so hard. And all the while, your belly is going to remind you of our little adventure in this pantry."

oh no! You read this! Thats all you had to do! Now you have to eat another 2 full sized meals!!

Oh dont act like you dont want too!!

No longer are you that fit, popular person you used to be. That’s the past. Leave that to me now. It’s time to embrace being a good PIG.

Eating whatever I tell you too whenever I tell you too. Wearing what I tell you too. SIMPING to me constantly.

Getting more and more submissive as you get weighed down with more and more fat. Letting me mold you into a perfect prized PIG.

Everyone you know watching with horror as their once fit friend balloons into a certified HOG.

If you are serious about being a good PIG, you need to SIMP for me. SIMP in my asks. In my DMs. In my comments.

Having fat on your body is not enough, becoming a fatty should be a permanent lifestyle change like a black hole that only sucks you in deeper.

Let food become the answer to every situation.

Celebrate every victory with over indulgence, eat your feelings when they hurt, pass the time with snacks...

Food is beautiful.

Food is your true best friend and is always there for you.

The warm feeling of stuffing yourself is pure happiness and bliss.

Isn't it great that being truly happy is always at your finger tips?

Don't think about it, just give into it.

Whenever you get a craving indulge it immediately.

Get used to indulging your cravings all the time and forget what it's like to have self control..

Get addicted to your favourite foods and keep reinforcing that addiction until it's impossible to break.

Every day that you give in pushes the possibility of turning back away.

The process should become so automatic that even if you are trying to show restraint and debate over whether or not to indulge, you mindlessly have started eating without even realizing.

The realization that you've become a slave to food might upset you at first but it's so hot to see how you've degrading and it just gets you so horny that you end up eating more instead.

Soon you will train your mind to crave food just from the thought of losing weight.

You will condition yourself to meet all forms of resistance to your new fat self with more eating.

Feeling a lack of confidence from your fat and considering dropping some weight to fit your clothes better?

Go stuff yourself.

Worried about the negative effects this lifestyle might have on your health?

Go stuff yourself.

And when it comes to physical activities you will always choose the path of least resistance.

If you have to decide between being lazy or putting in effort you will choose the fuzzy, cozy, happy feelings of lazing around.

Being lazy and sedentary feels sooo good. It's your other best friend after food after all.

Remember when you used to like going on walks? Now the thought seems horrid to you.

All of your interests have grown to revolve around being lazy and eating.

Watching shows, playing games, hanging around the computer or lying in bed on your phone...

The further you go, the more permanent this lifestyle is becoming.

You will condition yourself to meet all opportunities to give effort with being lazy.

Left the light on in the living room?

It's too far away now, you'll just stay in bed.

Friends getting together for a night out?

Maybe next time, it's too comfortable and happy hear on the couch with snacks and good shows.

You no longer just have a fat person's body... Now you have a fat person's brain.

You are wired to be lazy and you can't even comprehend the idea of anything else.

You relate to all the fattest people around you who got that way by accident and struggle with daily life.

There struggles have become your struggles.

You've become such a natural fatty that everyone will assume you've been this way all your life.

And as far as anyone is concerned, you have... because you are now exactly the same as someone who has been fat all their life.

Your muscles have all atrophied and left you weak.

You swear you used to know how to flex your muscles but now when you try nothing happens, it's just jiggly fat everywhere.

This is you forever now.

The habits have become permanent and you're only going to gain more fat habits along the way.

Your once trim waistline had long since disappeared, replaced by an enormous blob of a belly. The fabric of your shirt was pulled so taut over your distended midsection that it looked ready to burst at any moment. The pressure in your stomach so intense your breathing was coming in labored gasps, interrupted by the occasional hiccup or burp.

I sauntered over to the couch a look of lust filled adoration on my face. I placed my hand upon your stomach, what is normally soft and yielding to the touch now has almost no give to it whatsoever. Rubbing in gentle circles I whisper "Look at this gut! You were certainly a busy piggy today weren't you?" You only nodded, cheeks flushing maybe from shame maybe from arousal. "Do you know this is my favorite part of the day. Coming home to find you having completely glutted yourself, looking a little bit fatter everytime I come home?" I looked lower and saw your sweat pants tenting with arousal.

"why don't you stroke yourself for me. Show me how much it turns you on to stuff yourself so unnecessarily full". You whimpered needily, and began reaching for your straining erection. Finding it just slightly out of reach. Grunting and groaning you did your best to attempt to contort yourself to be able to reach. But all you achieved was to get winded, falling back on the couch.

I could feel my grin widening, "awww poor little fatty, too big to reach his cock" I said with mock concern "what are you gonna do now?" I asked looking down at your pleading eyes. Unable to resist teasing you a little more.

I pulled down your waistband and your cock sprang up, slapping against your belly. Then I put your waistband back down pinning your cock between your gut and the overstretched waistband of your pants.

Without any prompting you began to move your hips up and down. Sliding yourself up and down the soft underside of your belly. I sat back and watched, such a perfectly gluttonous picture before me. It was only missing one thing. Rummaging through the wrappers beside you I found the bag, to my delight there were still a burger left. I took it and unwrapped it holding it up to your lips expectantly

You took took a big hungry bite out of it. Cheeks bulging as your hips continued to work. Grabbing it from me as you continued to eat. I placed the burger atop your overstuffed belly, and almost instantly it was snatched up by your pudgy fingers. Methodically you chomped through it as you slowly fucked yourself against your soft hanging belly flab.

I sat back entranced, watching your fat ripple and jiggle with every thrust. Your breathing sounding like panting, between how full you are and your building pleasure.

okay, piggy. prove it. drink this shake every day for the next few weeks and watch what it does to your body.

ingredients:

Base:

2 cups (16oz) heavy cream 800 cals

1 cup of whole milk (add more or less depending on your desired thickness) 150 cals

A pint of melted ice cream (must be "premium" ice cream like Häagen-Dazs or Ben & Jerry's) 1,000 cals

2 servings of Mass Gainer powder (Cals are for the Dymatize Super Mass Gainer Rich Chocolate, but use whatever brand you can get your hands on) 2,500 cals

Half a can (7oz) of sweetened condensed milk 910 cals

(Optional) 1 cup of frozen banana

Add-ons:

1/3 cup of chocolate syrup and/or caramel sauce 300 cals

4 tbsp of peanut butter or hazelnut spread 380 cals

1 cup of mini chocolate chips 800 cals

1/2 cup of marshmallow fluff 165 calories

Whipped Cream (for topping)

note: these are very approximate calorie estimates based off of some very basic google searches, so they could be totally off. i'm a slut, not a scientist, so make your own calculations if you please.

Throw together your base of heavy cream, whole milk, melted ice cream, mass gainer, and condensed milk into a blender.

Then add your chocolate and/or caramel syrup, peanut butter and/or nutella, marshmallow fluff, etc.

You should skip the chocolate chips and choose an ice cream flavor without a ton of chunks/big pieces if you're planning on using a funnel.

Blend everything together, top with an obscene amount of whipped cream, and then drink up every drop like the greedy piggy you are.

This shouldn't be something that you have to choke down; substitute and add whatever sickeningly sweet toppings and add-ons that you like until you become addicted to the taste. Play with the recipe, try adding maltodextrin or melted butter or a box of cake mix. Do anything and everything to make this shake as easy to add into your daily routine as possible.

Just the base of this shake alone without any add-ons should add up to be over 5,200 calories. Do you have any idea how fat you're going to get if you're adding an extra 5000+ calories on top of your already unhealthy/high calorie diet? Imagine if you blended in a couple of those add-ons. You'll be exploding with fat in no time.

Ingredients:

• 1 box of Jello brand pudding mix (vanilla flavor)

• 1 pint of heavy cream

Instructions:

• Mix together both ingredients in a large bowl, be careful as it will thicken quite fast. Then set your bowl in the fridge to chill for 5 - 10 minutes to make sure all the grainy bits are gone.

• Then, and this is optional, scoop out the mix and put it into a piping bag.

The entire mixture gets you about 2 cups of pudding. Which equal out to 2000cal per cup!