One thing I love about death feederism is how there's a loving passion within it. Feeding your pig with love and calories until it's unrecognizable. Watching them grow with the aid of your eager hands, feeling how soft they are, trailing your finger along every stretch mark new or old, grabbing every thick fold and curve, watching them act more like a desperate, starving animal than a human being. The room you/ they chose to be immobile in turn into a messy pig stye, never mind how they eat, so long as they get bigger.
And when they're so horny they can't focus, you drive them to food, promising them some release if they eat everything you give them, even if it sends their body through a roller coaster of pain. It's almost like playing Russian roulette with their heart, seeing if they are fat enough to not live through another heart attack. Or to force feed them within an inch of their hog life, and still have your way with them as they recover and digest the sugary, fattening side sludge you've been feeding them.
Seeing them so young, and yet so eager to live their life as nothing more than fat playthings, fed to death with the right amount of sadistic intimacy and gluttony. Knowing that their inevitable lifestyle will end them before they reach 30 at the youngest, to even 40 or 50. Turning their room into a stye, and eventually their tomb, knowing that you were with them every step of the way, from every feeding session to the moments you went under their belly, pressed deep into their fupa, and making them jiggle and tremble until they leaked their unhealthy, glistening cum as a reward.
I find dark gaining and death feederism oh so beautiful, and to fantasize the day when you stuff them so fat they don't move anymore, don't breathe, their skin pales, eyes glazed and milky, they can't even hold the food in anymore, knowing their life was fulfilled thanks to your dedicated efforts, knowing their life ended by setting an example to how a death feedee should be, how an immobile megachub should eat, how a proper piggy is made, only to start the cycle again with another eager gainer, unaware they are getting way, way more than they're bargained for.. It puts a smile on my face and I'm sure it does for you too 😊
