How come you're not eating?
Come on, how's a gluttonous feedee pig like you meant to grow if you're not constantly shoveling empty calories into your greedy face? Don't you want to be a big, fat, jiggling mass of cellulite and rolls? I thought so! Now go grab yourself a snack, like the good piggy you are :)
I mean it, go get something to eat. I don't care what it is - It can be a chocolate bar, it can be a bag of chips, it can even be a piece of fruit. The important part is that you do as you're told, fatty.
If you're not chewing on something tasty yet, then stop reading this post right now and don't continue until you've got something to mindlessly graze on while you finish reading. It'll still be here for you to read once you get back. Just like your desire to watch your figure swell with pound after pound of soft, squishable flab, this post isn't going anywhere. But do you know what is?
Your self-control. Your inhibitions. That voice in your head that tells you to slow down, to stop eating so much, to not bother getting yourself a snack if you're not even hungry. It's being worn down. Every week you spend on Tumblr, fantasizing about growing so much more voluptuous than you already are, reading other feedees talk about your progress and feeders encouraging them to fall even deeper into their sea of desire... It's chipping away at your ability to hold back.
And that's exactly what you want.
You want to be out of control. You want to pile on the pounds and get so fucking fat without even having to try. You want to know it's inevitable, that there's nothing you can do but accept the fact that you're nothing but a pathetic, broken feedee pig now who's only good for fattening up further. You want your mind to be overcome by your carnal desires, groping your thick, gelatinous rolls of adipose while touching yourself at the thought of them growing so much bigger because you can't keep a lid on your appetite any more.
You know that's what you want, deep down. So go on. Bring it one step closer. Get used to doing as you're told. Accept the fact that you should be eating whether you're hungry or not. Embrace those empty calories. Stretch out your stomach so that you naturally want to overeat at every opportunity. Make it impossible to go back, you greedy hog. Feed that voice in your head that tells you to overindulge.
Make it deafening. Make it impossible to ignore. Eventually, you'll forget you're even listening to it. It'll become instinct. And at that point, you'll be too far gone to ever think about turning back from your inevitable obesity, piglet.
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