indulge and grow fat

[cultofhedonism]

Pinned post to introduce my mission:

I am a feeder lucky enough to have real world experience with the process of fattening, and on my journey I've come to appreciate all the dark little angles this fetish can take.

Are you a feedee, desperate to toe the line between idol and object, queen and pig? Do you harbor deep within you a desire to live a life of constant hedonism and ever increasing pleasure? Do you desire immobility, to be taken care of completely, to throw your life and health to the wind?

Or are you a feeder, holding back the insatiable urge to push your feedee all the way, to get them hooked on lard until they're unrecognisably huge and totally dependent on you?

No matter who you are or your role in this community, if you have an itch, a deep, dark, primal need that you've never felt able to share, this is your safe haven. Nothing is off limits. Whether you love the thought of a breeding cow, or an erratic, struggling heartbeat, or any number of other things, I'm here for you.

My messages are always open if you want to get something off your chest, if you need a helping hand, or to share your story. I truly appreciate every one of you.

[cultofhedonism]

Now what does a man need to do in order to get himself a 600lb bedbound whale of a wife to love and spoil? I'd devote myself 100% to her every need, make her my idol, my lard imprisoned Aphrodite. She'd never so much as lift a finger with me around to dote on her. And if you're reading this, and you feel that familiar twitch in your stomach that arises whenever you think about immobilising yourself in adipose, start eating. Because I won't let you stop.

[cultofhedonism]

If you're reading this as a feedee, I want you to truly understand what you are and what you represent. It all comes back to the concept of hedonism. The idea that the point of life is pleasure, and the right act in any situation is the one that will bring you the most pleasure.

As a feedee, this is knowingly or unknowingly your creed. Every time you pick up a fork or get off to the thought of immobility, you're choosing pleasure first. You are a living example of perfect hedonism, and that's a beautiful thing. So lean into it.

Deny yourself nothing, glut yourself round and full over and over again, get yourself off as much as possible, laze around all day and do it over and over again because that is your purpose. To truly embody pleasure, you need to fully commit to that lifestyle. So go get yourself a snack or two, lie back and enjoy.

[cultofhedonism]

Taking care of a feedee is such a rewarding experience. Under my thrall, they want for absolutely nothing, and need to do just as much. Hungry? I'll hand feed you a meal that could hold a family for a day. Bored? I'll change the channel for you so you don't have to reach for the remote. Horny? I'll get you off, no need to waste calories trying and failing to reach for yourself. A fatty like you shouldn't have to do anything for themselves, not with me to dote on you.

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Amongst gainers, there's a special kind of unicorn. The gainer who, when bending down becomes a struggle and getting up puts them out of breath, doesn't let the difficulty dissuade them. They feel their own body begin to pin them to the bed, and they reach for another handful of chips. Their hand is getting further and further from being able to pleasure them, so they let their caretaker take over. They don't get up for food anymore, nor is there any more pretense of losing weight. They're pumped full of calories, as is their purpose, they get off on their own helplessness. Rare indeed, but precious.

[cultofhedonism]

It's okay, petal. I know it's super hard to stand up, but why would you need to do that? Stop struggling, you'll waste calories. I'll get you a snack to replenish what you've just wasted. And maybe a little more. You're my growing girl, after all.