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Paradoxically, mobility aides can further reduce mobility. Paradox or not getting a "scooter" can help you put on additional weight, and almost guarantee continued success in your weight gain journey.
First post in a while to kick things off! Exactly a year ago today, I set off on my first journey out in the world which kick-started my gains after a few years struggling (for various reasons) In the past 365 days, I have gained 120lbs, the most I've ever gained in a year
will I make the cut?
I did not mean to get this big
I might want to be a fat boy, but I like being a stinky boy too 🧦👟🥵
Do this to me and I’m yours. I won’t move. I’ll do whatever you want. Just help me grow a jiggly belly for you to constantly fondle, jiggle, and love and I’ll never leave, sweet pea.
Who Needs College?
You’re sprawled on the couch, half hard. You haven't done much at all since you withdrew from your classes with cringey note that makes you horny every time you think of it. You decide to scroll through your X, looking for... something. Trying to find an escape from the boredom proves difficult--not like you were trying hard, shockingly--when a new message lights up your phone. The words slide right down.
“You traded your old life to be full time pig porn, haven't you? I bet you're horny right now… because deep down you know how fucking hot your new reality is.”
Your cheeks burn. Your cock jumps. You type a shaky, needy reply you can't even manage to send quickly enough.
“Turned yourself into one of my stories you used to read and fantasize about… except this time it’s real. You’re living it, now. Isn't that right?”
The realization hits like a drug. Shame and arousal twist together so tightly you can barely breathe. You type faster between handfuls of food, desperate for more of each.
“Turned your pathetic self into downshifting pig porn. I ought to write about this."
Your gut twists. You rip a fart, and then a belch, and then a moan spills out of your mouth without reservation. The idea of him documenting your ruin for strangers to read makes your dick leak into your sweatpants.
“This isn’t fantasy anymore. It’s actually happening to me," you groan, then send a reply back that says the same thing.
“You’re fatporn now, piggy. Grade A pork. How does that feel?”
You can only reply with a string of desperate emojis, too turned on to form real words, shoveling in even more food while your thighs grind together. If you weren't dumb as a brick before, that comment just sent all the blood out of your brain and made sure of it. You keysmash a reply that moreorless says you need to finally waddle your fatass back into your goon cave. You scoop up all of your snacks and your soda, your phone and your laptop, your weed and your plastic. Only things that will make you evennnn worse, and you know it.
“Time to get back to your room. What are you even doing? You know better. Good pigs stay hidden away, gooning, destroying the 'normal' life and embracing the loser life.”
You just look down as you pant for breath from moving so quickly.
“It’s okay, loser. Don't try to reply. I know your brain doesn’t work that well anymore.”
Your knees go weak, and not because you're out of shape. Thought that certainly helps.
“I’m… I’m really, really stupid,” you confess, the words making you throb harder than anything ever has.
“It's obvious, Pig,” he replies. “That’s why you just stay in bed or at the computer and goon all day. No more pretending.”
"Oh, fuck," you respond... or maybe you just moan it... you can't tell as you close your eyes in pleasure.
“Grade A pork with straight F’s in college. Good thing you dropped out. It was for the best. Imagine if you’d spent all that tuition money on food, weed, and getting even fatter instead. You’d already be a massive, useless slob.”
Your mind blanks with heat. You can see it so clearly. Instead of education, every dollar wasted on calories and smoke, every failed class swapped for pounds and lost brain cells.
“Fuck… I will now,” you moan, already reaching for the nearest bag of snacks.
“You’ve got some catching up to do, piggy. Or should I say… more catching up.”
By the time the conversation ends, you’re locked in your room, pants around your ankles, belly spilling over your lap, one hand frantically pumping while the other stuffs your face, wrapped in a haze of gas and weed smoke, poppers pressed to your nose every few minutes, frying your already hollowed out brain even more. Every degrading word echoes around in your empty head like it's been implanted there.
And you don't know it... but it has.
You’re not a student anymore. You’re not even pretending to be smart. You’re just a porky drop out loser. Soft--minus the constant hard on, gassy, leaking, and sinking deeper every single day. The most humiliating part is that you’ve never been happier.
Don't try to get better.
You'd fail at that too.
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Got motivated by a friend to totally pig out, couldn't recognize myself as i was editing this video, what changes do you enjoy the most ?
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How to ruin yourself masterpost
A little disclaimer: This is just a fantasy post made "purely" for entertainment. I do not recommend doing this IRL… or do I? Don't care :D
By "ruined," I mean gaining a ton of weight, losing all your fitness, dropping braincells, and turning your entire life into a nonstop hedonistic binge.
Minimize Movement: Don't move a muscle unless you absolutely have to. Set up your life so you never leave the bed if possible - switch to online classes, work remotely, or better yet, find a feeder to bring you food and handle all the boring adult stuff. Move your bed right next to the door or bathroom to cut down on those pesky steps. Rule of thumb - fewer steps mean more flab. This'll cause you to lose muscle mass and strength super quick, so you'll get exhausted from the tiniest activity and spend even more time lounging around, packing on the pounds like the lazy sow you aspire to be.
Track Your Calories: Count those calories, but make it brain-dead easy - no thinking required. Download an app that lets you just select your food and it counts everything up. Set your goal to double your current weight in three years - the app will tell you exactly how many calories to shove in daily. Bonus if you've got a feeder doing it for you. If you miss your daily quota? No cumming the next day, or double up on the eats. That'll turn you into a calorie-obsessed piglet who lives for that stuffed feeling.
Always Be Snacking: Keep snacks on you at all times - bags of chips, candy, energy drinks, or shakes. The second you're not eating a main meal, start munching. Aim for a perpetually full stomach. Pro tip for the extreme pervs: Hold off eating until afternoon so your body thinks it's starving and hoards more fat. Or gorge late at night when your metabolism is the slowest.
Guzzle Sugary Drinks: Chug high-calorie liquids nonstop - sodas, milkshakes, energy drinks, whatever packs the most empty calories without effort. Keep a stash by your bed and sip constantly - it'll bloat you up, spike your sugar addiction, and make you even lazier since you don't have to chew. Why bother with solid food when you can slurp your way to obesity?
Eat Unhealthily: Yeah, it's cliché, but feedees should live on fast food - burgers, pizza, fries every damn day. It's insanely addictive - once your body craves that greasy hit nightly, the pounds will pile on like nothing. You're not a health nut - you're a junk-food junkie.
Smoke Weed: Light up that green! If smoking's not your vibe, go for a weed pen or edibles. This stuff makes you dumber, hungrier, and hornier - tailor-made for perverted pigs like you. Don't even get me started on building a dependency - it'll have you munching mindlessly while your brain turns to mush.
Ignore Your Health and Body Signals: Tune out any pain, fatigue, or doctor's warnings - those are just your body whining about the fun we're having. Push past fullness, ignore heartburn. Focus on the instant pleasure of indulgence - long-term consequences? Who cares when you're living the hedonistic dream? Keep going until you're a wheezing, waddling mess - adorable!
Link Sex with Eating: Wire your brain to associate sexual pleasure with stuffing your face. Every feedee I know who gets wet/hard just from food, is enormous - why? Eating turns them on, leading to more edging and more eating in a vicious, delicious cycle. Achieve this by edging or pleasuring yourself every time you eat, and never edge without food nearby. It's a total mindfuck, but perfect for turning you into a food-obsessed fuckpig who can't tell the difference between hunger and horniness.
Build a Food Addiction: Link eating to every emotion - not just sex. Bored? Stuff it down with a burger. Sad? Ice cream binge. Happy? Celebrate with cake. Angry? Eat fries to calm down. Make food your go-to for everything, so when life hits hard (like a breakup), your first instinct is to gorge - and get ridiculously aroused in the process.
Watch Tons of Porn: Dive deep into porn, especially feedism stuff on Tumblr, Twitter, DA, or wherever. Consume and interact with the kink constantly to normalize obese bodies in your brain. You want to reach the point where gaining for fetish feels totally normal. Plus, porn's more addictive than heroin - spend your days jerking off instead of exercising or thinking straight. Waste away into a porn-addicted blob.
Only Edge: No full orgasms for lazy pigs who can still get out of bed - you haven't earned it! Seriously though, edging is insanely pleasurable, prolongs the fun, and builds addiction. It also prevents that post-nut clarity where you might regret your life choices. I edge all day and finish late at night - your goal is waking up horny and needing that dopamine hit from touching yourself first thing. Bonus: Gooning - sexualize your own addiction to porn and edging until you're a drooling mess.
Follow Softcore on Your Normie Socials: On your regular social media, start following softcore porn, mukbangs, plus-size models, or ideally plus-size porn stars. It'll trigger more edging while normalizing obesity and gaining. Soon, scrolling Instagram will make you crave calories.
Experiment with Hypnosis or Audio Files: Dive into weight gain hypno audios or files designed for this kink. Listen daily to reprogram your mind into craving expansion, laziness, and submission. It'll amplify the mental conditioning, making you dumber and more obedient to your urges.
Get Dumber: I adore bimboification, but this isn't just my kink - being stupider is great for gainers! Someone who doesn't think, plan, or question gets fattened way past their limits easily. Flunk out of school, forget responsibilities. Focus only on food, weed, porn, sex, or your phone screen. If a thought strays from gaining? Shut it down. Plan nothing but your next meal.
Create Rituals: Build daily habits, like weighing yourself just for the thrill of seeing the numbers climb, or snapping progress pics for the community. Make stuffing sessions sacred events with specific snacks and porn. These rituals reinforce the hedonism, turning gaining into a worshipful routine.
Join the Community: Nothing motivates a gainer like hundereds of anonymous profiles urging you to get fatter. Believe it or not, the internet's full of pervs cheering on your self-destruction - some even pay for it! Start an OnlyFans, Fansly, or whatever, and monetize your body. Ideally, let it replace your job.
Corrupt Others: Spread the kink! Talking to someone unsure about gaining? Tell them how amazing it feels and push them to start. Friend scared of hitting 300 lbs? Shove 'em over the edge. Buddy worried his girlfriend won't gain? Assure him she secretly wants it. The more people you drag into this with you, the better you'll feel - misery loves company.
Cut Off Non-Supporters: Family, friends, partners who don't cheer your gaining? Ditch 'em. The internet has thousands who'd love to chat, adore you, and encourage your immobility. If they truly cared, they'd support your piggy path - you know it. Surround yourself with enablers only.