#feedismwriting

I just stumbled on your blog, and im noticing a pattern, which i really like!

You like writting about fat guys, that are also horny. You dont seem to have weight limits, the tsunami of calories you'd want to feed them...

Im curious if you have any kind of fantasy that involves making sure your fat boy is constantly seated and addicted to eating, being fucked by you (or maybe, cumming in general?) and playing videogames, as a way to make him dependent on you? And then using that dependency to get him too fat to leave you? And then you can fatten him all you want, etc. Im asking because im super into becoming addicted, and its kind of rare to see blogs of people that, at least seem to like it? O.o

ugh a dynamic like this would be so hot, you're totally right about me being into feedees becoming addicted to getting fatter.

(i'm a switch, so in this particular fantasy i'd be paired with a more submissive feedee)

there's something so hot about almost pavlov-ing a feedee to associate sexual pleasure with getting fattened up. i would make sure that my feedee became such a glutton that they couldn't even get hard unless they were painfully stuffed. failure to hit a certain calorie count by the end of a stuffing session would mean no sex. food and pleasure would become completely intertwined. i would be in complete control of my feedee's diet and their dick, and i'd use that to help them gain an obscene amount of weight.

to keep him fat and content, i would encourage my feedee to live the most hedonistic, lazy, dopamine-addicted lifestyle possible. sleep, video games, sex, and food would be their entire life. their biggest exercise would be getting off the couch to weigh themselves. if i wasn't there to shove a funnel into their mouth or stuff them full of junk food, they'd be mindlessly snacking or sipping high-calorie shakes and sodas all day. for every pound my piggy would pack on, the more control i would gain over them, until they were too fat to make themselves cum even if they wanted to. my piggy would have no choice but to let me make them fatter and fatter.

As the sun rose over Gensokyo's mountainous peaks, it's warmth washed over the Hakurei Shrine. Within the masterfully crafted building rested the notorious shrine maiden and incident solver, Hakurei Reimu. She, much like the rest of Gensokyo's populace, has grown in width - something that become obvious as she stirred.

Inside the shrine, nestled between thick futons, lay the infamous maiden. With peace finally reigning across the land, her once-slim form has swelled beyond recognition. As she rose with a sleepy yawn , the covers slid down to reveal the softness of her belly, spreading across her lap in a plush, doughy swell. Her nightgown clung to her curves, her arms plush and face framed with telltale roundness of an indulgent life. She gave a soft sigh, shifting her weight and patting her belly with absent fondness.