Limits.
As a feedee grows and fills with fat, their body responds with a variety of warning signs that theyāre putting on weight. Stretched red marks, faster breathing, a labored heart from having to heave the weight around. And for many, theyāll gain until they find a comfortable compromise between their lust for fat and their physical limits. Stopping to appreciate their new plush body, but still clinging to the idea of a regular life.
That isnāt what youāre here for. You arenāt made to worry about what your body is telling you ā not made to live a normal life.
You are made to store fat. Your body is a container that will be pushed beyond its limits in the single purpose of holding more wonderful fat. Youāll gorge and glut until your inner voice, that faint sense of self preservation, is smothered beneath layers of grease and pathetic desperation. Skin stretched to bursting, arms and legs crippled and massively outstretched with lard-packed skin. But you know that this is what youāre made for. Why youāre here reading this, and why your mind tells you to surrender everything to someone else so they can pump you full of fat. Because itās what makes you worth something, what gives you a purpose and valueā the amount of fat your body can hold. Youāll be fed until your body hits its limit. And then the world will get to see how massive a person can be made to get.
