#greasy

2700kcal of greasy fat food 🤤🐷

That sensation pushes you onward. You know you can be heavier. You know you can be bigger. The weight can’t come fast enough, and every second of the slow, heavy climb thrills you. You dream of immobility, of the day when hundreds of pounds of spreading fat will pin you down, rendering you motionless, trapped by your own body. A day when movement is impossible, when you can’t budge, and eating becomes the only thing you can do. But even then, you’ll want more. You’ll crave to be fatter, more massive, more filled out. Your gluttonous greed for growth is endless.

Every meal, every bite, brings you one pound closer to that ultimate goal. So even when you’re a full, bloated mess, you’ll eat. Even when you’ve outgrown your clothes, your furniture, the doorways of your home, you’ll eat. Even when the very act of moving becomes nearly impossible, you’ll eat. So long as there’s room in your stomach and space on your body, you’ll fill it. It isn’t a want anymore, it never was. It’s a need.

- from “Greasy”