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For thousands of years humanity has selectively bred chickens to have larger breasts and to have to lay eggs constantly. We did it to get more meat and per chicken, but from the perspective of the domesticated chickens they’re sorta living in a very specific fetish scenario
The first tags I see on this are absolutely inspired. Incredible pervert lesbian website.
after i finished this i paused and thought i don't have the heart to eat these women. but maybe you do. if you're hungry
What Are You Prepared To Give Up For Me?
Are you prepared to make sacrifices? How badly do you want this? Can you handle when the fantasy becomes the reality? Will you continue when it gets hard? Am I worth it to you? Is the fat worth it all?
The answer better be a yes.
If it isn’t, I’m not sure what to tell you because if you’re here reading this right now… I’m already in your brain. My words are in your ears. My hands are already holding the beginnings of your growing rolls.
You see I’ve been giving you the illusion of choice all along. You thought you had control? HA. You never stood a chance. Look at me. I’m everything you crave in a woman, a partner, a FEEDER.
Don’t get me wrong. You’re a beautiful pig and I love how you’ve evolved. You were made for this. Through my hands you’re become this.
I’ll be DAMNED if you think you can change your fate. Unlike that family sized bag of potato chips you’re finishing off, your fate is sealed. I’m taking you all the way hog.
So, be prepared to grow. Be prepared to lose mobility. Be prepared to become a bottomless pit of gluttony. Be prepared to become my gluttonous, immobile, wheezing, unhealthy whale for my own pleasure.
I’ll take complete care of you. You’ll be my prized pig in a herd of cattle. You’ll know no life better than the one you have and it’ll be your slice of heaven I’ve created for you.
Now, go on… go grab another bag of chips, crack open a sugary soda, and think of what else you may need to do to secure your spot in my care.
Gulp
For those who want this as their actual life, dm me and I can introduce you to feeders.
Yo quiero :(
There is no such thing as "TOO much belly"
There can always be more belly.
i insisted so much for going on this brief vacation.
i insisted you were gonna make it, and you cautiously accepted to come to the beach with me.
we had to take two trains for arriving there, because a couple friends invited us in their city, and three more for returning home.
you were a mess of sweaty fat rolls and anxiety even before leaving home.
i saw you waddle to the taxi to the station and i observed you while you realized this was your last vacation outside of the city we live in.
you tried your best to stay calm, to comply, to not get anxious and nervous... you tried your best to huff and puff and drag your 180 kilos of tender heavy meat from a train to another.
in a station there weren't lifts.
you had to take the stairs for the first time in six years.
you barely made it out alive, and i know because i had to fan you for a while while you tried your best to not puke for the fatigue and the pain in your joints, and i tried my best to keep you awake, not fainting, talking to you and giving you an icecream and a coke because my little piggy needed a treat soooo bad...
when we went to the beach, the bottom piece of your bikini was visible only from the back; you were so busy eating treat after treat – a granita, an icecream, crisps, cokes, and so on – that you barely noticed how people looked at you...
their eyes wide, the whispers, the giggles, the disbelief on their faces...
yeah, this was your last vacation outside of our home city, and i really enjoyed taking you around like my prize pig, waddling with your loppy belly outside of clothes too little for you, panting after few steps and always asking me when we're eating again.
it's been you telling me, once we returned, "it was nice being in the water... but i'd rather not leaving the city anymore. i'm so tired, amore mio... please, let's not do this ever again".
i'll do as you ask, my lovely piggy.
you used to love the sea, going new places, visiting cultural spots...
...but now you only love food, and me.
Before & after
I need to be someone’s fat, slobby feedbag. I need to get grosser and fatter every day until my heart starts to fail. I need to be a pit of lard.
Need to be kidnapped by an older women and kept on a diet of fast food, alcohol and weed and melt my body into soft blubber, and melt my brain into a slurry
whats a stereotype for your country that you absolutely do. mine is that i unironically go "eh" and apologize a lot and i often drink maple syrup straight
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Posts that are funnier as a feedist
22M my online experience on this fetish
TW: Morbid feederism
(Long time lurker, first post. Sorry if I have any spelling or grammar mistakes, English is not my first language :-) )
I just wanted to share my experience, regarding the world of feederism, especially in death feederism.
I have this fetish since a very long time, infact my trigger point of it were old cartoons, where certain episodes where shown which involved weight gain or fat in general.
As time moved on, I not only discovered porn in this scene but also places like this, where people share their experiences, which actually drove me crazy and hit me like a train, as I was pretty ashamed of it, because of the stigmatization by soceity.
I always had a guilty and shameful feeling while browsing this whole fetish, but one day, I had a major breaking point: I just did not care, what soceity have told me to do, and lived out my own desires. I started to masturbate to the content, which I consumed, and since then I have been fucking addicted.
I just love to look at beautiful women who just eat a ton of (mostly) unhealthy food, have huge enormous bellys / tits covered in stretchmarks and just live like the laziest pigs ever, not moving at all.
While browsing and masturbating, I noticed one thing: The fact that the more I explored the fetish, the more turned on I got by the extreme site of it. One very big factor was the quarantine in 2020: During this time, I found out about a certain Filipino woman, who was doing a stuffing challenge for 30 days, and gained an insane 50 pounds, and also continoued to stuff herself to the brim with the help of her feeder! (You know exactly, who I am referring to, it was just so fucking erotic and addicting to watch her grow in real time ;) ) The following timeline shows which aspects I found very erotic during my "exploration":
It started with stuffing content
then got to eating messily
then to stretch marks
then to really unhealthy food like McDonalds, Dunkin etc.
then to rapid weight gain
then to live as lazy and sloppy as posible (not moving in days, room not cleaned, full of empty fast food wrappers)
then to funnel fedding
then to health issues and unhealthy weight gain
then to being immobile
And last but not least, the thought of pumping someone with so much fast food for such a long time, that the person dies...
While typing this out and getting a huge boner, I realized what I have become: A crazy fucking pervert, that needs to masturbate everyday to women, which just waste away their precious time by living an insane unhealthy and hedonistic but addicting livestyle and actually killing themselfs knowingly. And the worst part?
I don't want to be the one to stop this, quite the opposite: I want to be the one who actively supports you in this extremely disturbing yet erotic plan, and makes sure you experience maximum pleasure while we gradually fatten you up until you have that one major cardiac episode.
Now that I think about it, it’s kind of weird that I’m so deeply involved in this kind of stuff. Outside of all this, I’m doing really well in my economics studies, surrounded by a great group of friends who see me as extremely kind and sweet. But here, I’m a completely different person and you know what? I love every single morbid aspect of it!
To put it simply: My DMs are wide open, and I am open to chat about this fetish (with both feedees and feeders)!
TL;DR: 22M found out about this fetish, got hooked and got addicted to the morbid aspects of this kink over the years, My DMs are widely open to chat about this fetish
need an older woman to manipulate me so bad
"you can do that for me..cant you bunny?”
"you wanna make mommy feel good, dont you?"
"yeah baby, you're such a smart gir!...show mommy again"
"i thought you were mommys good girl?"
"you don't wanna at least try? for mommy?"
"i know baby, but i bought this just for you! lets just test it out, yeah?"
"i'm sorry honey..i know it hurts but mommy is almost done"
"shhh its okay baby, look at you! you're being such a good girl"
"just one more? for me? it would make mommy so proud..you wanna make mommy proud don't you?
"shhh go back to sleep, you were telling mommy how tired you were remember? you weren't lying were you?"
“please? come on baby show mommy that pretty pussy”
this is exactly how i talk when i’m in a dominant headspace. also love a condescending praise mixed w/ humiliation combo. chefs kiss.
need an older woman to manipulate me so bad
"you can do that for me..cant you bunny?”
"you wanna make mommy feel good, dont you?"
"yeah baby, you're such a smart gir!...show mommy again"
"i thought you were mommys good girl?"
"you don't wanna at least try? for mommy?"
"i know baby, but i bought this just for you! lets just test it out, yeah?"
"i'm sorry honey..i know it hurts but mommy is almost done"
"shhh its okay baby, look at you! you're being such a good girl"
"just one more? for me? it would make mommy so proud..you wanna make mommy proud don't you?
"shhh go back to sleep, you were telling mommy how tired you were remember? you weren't lying were you?"
“please? come on baby show mommy that pretty pussy”
this is exactly how i talk when i’m in a dominant headspace. also love a condescending praise mixed w/ humiliation combo. chefs kiss.
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- That means you have absolutely no limits
- You will grow as fat as possible for your feeder
- let them feed you into a food coma at all times
- let them be your personal nurse / caretaker so they can take care of your every needs
- and most importantly, you'll only have one goal for the rest of your life : to swallow everything in sight and become the biggest, fattest, lard ridden Piggy to have existed 🐷🩷
Fast food apps make me so fucking horny. The building up insane amounts of points and reward systems, it’s so ridiculously greedy. I shove endless greasy slop down my throat night after night and get free greasy slop and discount codes for doing it so often. It’s not really my fault for ordering so much if you think about it. They want me wheezing obese and addicted
Fast food apps make me so fucking horny. The building up insane amounts of points and reward systems, it’s so ridiculously greedy. I shove endless greasy slop down my throat night after night and get free greasy slop and discount codes for doing it so often. It’s not really my fault for ordering so much if you think about it. They want me wheezing obese and addicted
Its been said a million different times by a million different people more eloquent than me but I really don't just want to get fat, I want to be fattened. I need someone to look at me and decide that there should be more, for someone to grab at my softness and admire the fruits of their labor, to coo into my ear about how pretty I'm getting for them as they force another morsel between my lips.
I want to be able to look in the mirror and run my hands over every stretchmark, knowing that every new pound is a mark of their desire for me. To look up into their eyes and see that it's not enough, that they need even more as I swell past my wildest imaginations. I want to show them my devotion, my overwhelming need to eat and grow and bury myself in ever more lard all for them. I want to be someone's perfect little toy, softened up so nicely that everyone knows that they take care of me. More than anything, I need someone to make me theirs. To feed me and shape me to their whims, to layer me with soft and doughy affection. to show me just how pretty I am to them.
This pigs body has become nothing but a ruined lard filled mess struggling more and more by the day. There will never be enough heart stopping life ending visceral fat in her I won't stop fattening her in the worst unhealthiest ways possible until her early pig death that I crave so bad for her. Making and seeing her body fail more and more has been the greatest she's heading right for an early grave
