you know what’s so hot? feedees who haven’t given up on their weight loss goals. feedees who know they have the kink, they know they love to indulge, yet they still believe that they can control it, manage it, and shed the weight… again. this isn’t the first time they’ve lost the weight, nor the second- not even the third… but they will never learn their lesson.
when that stab of shame, disappointment and maybe even a bit of guilt comes along again, they’ve got a brand new wave of motivation that feels stronger than before. this will be the one, this is the last time, it’s gonna work this time.
they’ll deactivate their account, delete doordash and uber eats, they might even delete tumblr all together as well. they’ll go grocery shopping. they’ll pick out the greek yogurt and the diet coke spinach, and the egg whites: all with a smile in excitement to feel in control again.
and they’ll really do it!! they will stick to it, and the weight will melt right off. they’ll buy new jeans, and new crop tops that show off all their hard work and deviation. they did it!
but it’s a lifestyle. and all the poor thing really wants is a donut :( but they’ve already had their cheat day a few days back at a friends birthday dinner. but, then again, they were out with friends, so they couldn’t really indulge in the way they wanted…
also, it’s just a donut! who cares! they’ve been working so hard, they deserve an extra treat. besides, restricting their diet too hard is equally as unhealthy! and as they buckle their seatbelt and drive off to the closest bakery, they continue rattling off justifications for why they’re allowed to cheat on their diet- just. one. more. time.
we all know where it goes. the donut just tastes soo good, and the seal has already been broken, so why not get another. as a matter of fact, they did an extra hour of cardio yesterday, how about they make it a half dozen? and it’s later in the day, so the donuts are a little dry- why not get some ice cream too? and they’re gonna need some dinner before dessert but they wanna save all their healthy food for meal prep, so why not something quick and easy. Mcdonald’s?? oh boy, it’s been sooo long since they’ve had mcdonald’s. it’s their weakness. one meal wouldn’t hurt? can’t hurt to make the meal a large, and get an extra side of fries. it’s okay, this is their true cheat day.
and so, the endless barrage of excuses leads to a meal bigger than anything they ate before this go round with dieting. by the end of the night, they find themselves with their hand in their pants, tumblr, deviantart, twitter ect. all redownloaded to view all their favorite feedists once again, just to scratch that itch that’s been bothering them so bad.
they feel shame, sure, but the need to have one of those all encompassing orgasms that they just can’t get from cumming to literally anything else, blocks out all their other reservations.
finally, they cum. belly stretched tight and heavy for the first time in months. they know they just came, and the post nut clarity starts to rear its ugly head, and the shame begins to creep back in.
but they notice… they’re still horny. and as they start humping their hand again, cheeks bright red, they bite their lip at themselves, as they redownload doordash and start filling up their cart. their heart races, they leak even harder, knowing what’s happening. and it just so happens, that every time they do this, they gain all the weight back and more, and then some. they’re just going to keep getting bigger, and they are completely powerless to stop it.
might as well enjoy it in the moment, right?
