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@nighthawk563
Figured it's about time I posted one of these
Finally back above 200, next stop 250!
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If you're a fat little piggy, that wants to be teased and encouraged.
desperately need a feeder, I have no limits when it comes to my weight, I just want to be huge
need someone to help make me way bigger. If anyone is interested please DM me
anyone else have that feeling of being completely useless? I'm almost 30, no one will take a chance on me in terms of getting a job, I'm extremely depressed and the combination meds and therapy I am currently on is doing fuck all except make things abundantly worse. there is genuinely no point in even trying anymore.
Question for male feedees who do OF, what sort of content should I make if I am looking to start a page of my own?
thinking about making an OF for belly play/stuffing videos, would anyone be interested?
I am in a really shit situation. No food and no money which is going to be the case for the next 3 weeks. got no one I can go to in my family or friends. probably going to end up starving to the point I end up in hospital or worse unless someone can help me out. I will send pics as a thank you, I just need to be able to buy some bits to survive at this point š„ŗ
I now have a PayPal if people want to donate to my gains, I'll be sure to send you videos/pics/whatever u like in return š DM for details
been a while since I posted a pic, want to be so much bigger than this
rb 2 get fatter
dream date: we go on a 2-week vacation and you come home 20 pounds heavier
Only 20? š„ŗš„ŗ
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I need more blogs to follow !
I canāt stop thinking about it anymore.
I want it so fucking bad. I need a feeder who doesnāt give a shit about limits, who sees how pathetic and greedy I already am and just⦠keeps pushing.
I want to be trapped under hundreds and hundreds of pounds of my own soft, useless blubber. I want my belly to sag so heavy it pins me to the bed, rolls cascading over rolls, sweat pooling in every deep crease while I wheeze just from existing. I want stretch marks like lightning bolts splitting across my skin, red and angry at first, then turning silver as proof of how much Iāve surrendered.
I want to feel the tube shoved down my throat when my jaw gets too tired, thick calorie sludge pumping straight into me 24/7āshakes so dense they feel like cement, heavy cream, melted ice cream, oil slicking everything. I want my body to forget what hunger even feels like because Iām never empty. Ever. Just constantly bloated, aching, leaking, my heart hammering against layers of fat like itās trying to escape before it gives out.
I want my legs to fuse into useless pillows of cellulite, my arms too swollen to lift, my chins multiplying until I can barely turn my head. I want to be so immobile that the only movement is the jiggle when someone slaps my gut or forces another funnel session. I want my feederās hands sinking wrist-deep into my sides while they whisper how much prettier Iāll be when Iām closer to the edge, when every breath is a struggle, when my body is finally giving up exactly like I begged it to.
Iām already ruined for anything else. Normal life? Gone. Thin? Laughable. I donāt want escape. I want to sink deeper. I want to be their perfect, disgusting, dying pigāswollen, sweaty, horny and helpless, cumming from the pressure alone while my arteries clog and my organs drown in lard.
Please.
Make me so fat I canāt come back.
Make me so fat I stop breathing under my own weight.
Iām begging for it. Iām dripping just typing this.
Iām not leaving this path. Iām already too far gone. š·š¦š°
I also need this
Ngl, living with family sucks when you have a strong death feedism and death feederism fetish with now way to deal with it "healthily"
Like, for my current situation being a long distanced death feeder: I want to kidnap my partner, tie them up in a chair in my private apartment, keep them all to myself, forcing them to eat the greasiest slop that shouldn't be considered food day in & day out while I condition them to listen to everything I say, fuck their navel with my gock as I see them chug down pints of melted ice cream like the hog that they are, seeing them struggle to breath under the hundreds of pounds they've gained all throughout. Watch them gain as their health worsens. I want them huffing and puffing even when they have a CPAP and oxygen masks on. Tease them by removing it for a few second and putting it back on before calling them a good piggy. Either seeing them begging for more or begging for me to stop. Maybe even hiring/bringing in more death feeders to act as nurses for them. Said death feeders manipulating their diet with even more greasy slop, keeping them full and bloated 24/7. Making them waddle to get their food to see how quickly they get out of breath with that over worked, lard filed heart they're going to develop. And when their (my partner's) first heart attack happens, I'd love to make them eat a little treat before calling an ambulance. Of course I'll be doing an "effort" to keep them alive and kicking, if they can even kick after the years of muscle atrophy that they're going to deal with, in the mean time they eat and have the ambulance arriving. Taking them out of the hospital weeks later, waiting for the day that their heart or stomach gives out on them as the feedings get worse. Hell, I'd LOVE to fuck them into a heart attack as the other death feeders keep on pumping them full of grease, heavy cream and empty calorie slop. In the situation that I were to be encouraged and fed until my body gives out like I describe for my partner that's into this, @stronglyloudbasilisk's yearly weight gain plan has been stuck in my brain for months now. Which is the one I'd pretty much love to use for said partner once I'm able to keep them in one with me. Although, I will do some minor changes to the plan but pretty much most of it is something I dream of using on either end. I'm probably sticking to the death feeder role but I won't be shy on gaining while I make my precious little piggy blow up to a beached whale ready to burst, wether it be their heart or stomach that does so first~
Omg, I need this so bad