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Tumblr is being stupid and not letting me post my dozen glazed challenge, so hereās a clip from my pool day today instead
(weāll see if this stays up or it gets flagged)
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Stretch Marks
It drives me absolutely wild with lust when I see a big bloated guy and his belly is completely riddled with stretch marks. Stretch marks are when your skin can't keep up with how fast you are getting fatter, which means the guy is either:
a. A complete and total food addicted pig who has been overeating for a long time (or hell, maybe not even that long of a time). He is probably eating 2-3x what he should be at every meal. He has a sweet tooth and is constantly having sugary foods and desserts after every meal. He is so addicted that even the appearance of angry red scars on his belly doesn't deter him from continuing to over-indulge. His friends all joke about the portion sizes he packs away and makes fun of how fat he is getting-- they are completely shocked when they see him at the beach or the pool and see the damage he has done to his body. He even has bloated puffy arms that have their own small stretch marks, showcasing the blubber inflating under his skin, while his giant rotund belly sticks out a foot in front of him and hangs down over his swim trunks. Speaking of swim trunks-- those were obviously purchased quite a few pounds ago because they look like they are painted on over thick, chubby thighs, barely containing his blubbery ass cheeks.
or b. He's like one of you guys-- a horny kinky gainer who is also addicted, but not so much addicted to the food, but the results of what the food does. Which means he spends every waking moment packing more and more food into his gut because the only thing that makes him horny and gets him to an orgasm is the thought of getting bigger and fatter. Every morning, he wakes up and chugs 2,000 calories of weight gain shake, then heads out to go get a high calorie fast food breakfast. He then spends the rest of the day alternating between snacking and shoveling in processed slop. The stretch marks on his belly are not worn as an act of indifference or shame, but of pride, knowing that he did this to himself. He is slowly disabling himself under hundreds of pounds of blubber, making it harder to walk, harder to do everything. His dick gets hard every time he gets up off the couch and slowly waddles to the kitchen, feeling every roll of flab jiggle and bounce. Every time he tries to pull up an old pair of jeans and they get stuck on his growing thighs, he gets so horny he has to stop and masturbate, another activity that is getting increasingly difficult as he grows-- breathing heavy and grunting as he reaches around that bloated, stretch mark covered belly to paw at his increasingly fat pad covered cock.
Leaving the cookout like
Did you start vaping when you started getting fat?
I donāt āvapeā persay, what youāre seeing is a penjamin šāāļø I donāt like smoking inside but Iāve gotten real lazy about walking up and down the stairs to go outside everytime to smoke so I just have a pin now:)
Pen = āØMaximum Calorie RetentionāØ
Just gonna leave this here as I sip on whiskey and snack.....
don't deactivate your account, addict. you know that's not going to stop these cravings you don't understand. let me help you. I know how to help you with your addiction, piglet... you want to get better don't you? you want to hide from the pandora's box you've opened that flooded your mind, body, and senses in a split second.
it's scary how powerful it can be, isn't it? don't be afraid. you don't need to fear pleasure, like society expects. pleasure feels good for a reason. why would you contribute to a world that rejects pleasure? while everyone is miserable trying to fit the cookie cutter body, lifestyle, and personality, you get to sink into pure pleasure. do you feel that tidal wave, that new feeling you can't decide to accept or reject?
anxiety and excitement are near identical emotions... sounds like instead of fear, that excites you in more ways than one? ready to metamorphize--to change and grow and find your life's purpose? finally free to escape the "dreams" others planted in your head. those were never yours to begin with. if they were... would you be reading this still?
you are beginning to understand. do you need my guidance to make good decisions, piglet? do you need someone who knows first hand how you feel, someone who can use that to shape the life you deserve. you know you desire it, and your body does too. listen to it.
if everyone else knew the answer, they would be much better off and much happier, hm? now is your chance. are you ready to hear what you've been looking for for so long? you aren't meant to be like everyone else. haven't you always felt that, maybe for decades? return to your desire. you don't need to know what it is. it will come to you as you grow.
tell me, fatty. do you imagine it? day and night? those visions, do you try to shove it back down, only to find yourself just as drawn in? every time you hide from your desire you only stoke the fire next time. a fire that burns until you can't ignore it... you need someone that will control it now, because you can't control it. more than likely you find yourself sinking more often, maybe all the time, and every time it feels that much better. it's so much harder to go back. this only proves you are the right path. normal people don't want this, but you do.
my poor gooner gainer, just give in. you're a fattening failing addict now; your vice may be binging, boozing, bating, bonging, breaking your brain. more is better. more for your brainless binging boner. do you like those words, fatty? do you like how they sound? why don't we practice? chug a big drink, suck down a few hits, and start filling your belly bigger for pure bate pleasure. fast or slow doesn't matter as long as those braincells drip out. one hand to sip and one that strokes, one that dips and one that tokes. remember this is real and this is your life's work. task completion is necessary to increase pleasure and dependence. a mantra may make the task easier by triggering you. now, speak your new life into permanence and feel how hot it makes you feel. "I am a pig. I love pumping to [pot, porn, pizza, pina coladas, plastic, so on], I love being addicted to pleasure, I love being simple and submissive."
feels right doesn't it? you're learning so many new things, but it's time to think with only one head now. your brain is too busted to do anything but send more pleasure chemicals when you try to make good choices. bad choices are hotter. pleasure is your purpose. make a bad choice. simple pigs find pleasure in praise. fuck your brain and fuck your life for me. I will help you make good choices worse choices and when you do I will praise you, but the dopamine spike isn't enough for your little stimuli hungry brain. you need more.
More fast food in your big bloated overindulged bator belly will fix it... you don't need to be hungry to eat. Overcomsumption in morbidly obese piglets should be constant and mindless. Being full is comfortable, being stuffed is submissive, being desperate for more is normal. Maximize pleasure and submit to this. Your brain isn't meant to do anything but break... it feels so good to fail at life for your addiction to hedonism and excess. that big, slow, mindfuck of dopamine dependence and addiction, intox, and slobbish depravity pushed in deeper and deeper every time... you need more mindfucking to cause permanent pleasure and porn damage. no it's not fixable, but I'll tell you it is while we make you even worse.
don't deactivate your account, addict. it's time to bate and binge more, big guy. that big, swollen gut isn't the only thing poking out a foot... you need this to be your normal now. all eyes on you while you moan and brap and beg for more while you pack so much food in you can barley move. lazier is hotter and fatter is lazier. you just sink and pack more weight on. how long til that fat pad is so big you'll always need my help to get worse?
worse is so much better isn't it?
Burgers dripping grease, fries snatched in handfuls, empty soda calories pouring down your throat while your hand stays glued to your dick.
Which one is more packed full? Your overfed body or your underused brain? Every morning that screen is pressed to your face before you can even pry your eyes open. Start each day rolling over and shoveling more digital slop in. Then you can go on doordash and fill your cart until the pleasure says you've added enough. Then add one more thing.
Repeat as many times a day as possible until you pass out in a food coma, and start the loop over again tomorrow.
It's making you dumber, more suggestible, and so much more obedient. Stay inside, isolate, overindulge, and overload your poor brain's reward system with endless dopamine.
Smoke, toke, stroke and stare at obesity. Let the fat porn break you. Stay addicted. Relapsing is normal. Everyone's doing it, buddy. Why not you?
Is there anything hotter than losing while you're gaining?
If you drink enough beer, eventually you unlock the ability to set beers down on top of your beer belly! š
feeder keeps refilling my bong while i'm distracted gaming and encourages me to take hits between rounds, so by the time i need a break in a couple hours and try to stand up, i'm too baked and glued down to my chair to do anything but keep getting even dumber
More beer belly. Growing?
New macpurc style beer belly vid
Recording this made me horny (oops).
This one goes out to the whimper/burp folks
Yeah, this set still makes me horny.
I havenāt lifted a single weight in about six yearsā¦ all my muscles have atrophied, and Iām just a pure ball of fatā¦ those 5 pound dumbbells felt like 50 poundsā¦ what the fuck is happening to me?
Have you fattened a Hog today?? š·
You could be normal or you could be a massively fat lazy stoner pig who spends all day getting high, ripping ass, gorging on greasy slop and struggling to jerk your fat-smothered piggy nub to a climax while you huff and puff and think about how far gone you are and how the rest of your life is going to be like this.
I know what choice Iāve made.
The way you describe slobbing out is so spot onš I want to be fed into something revolting cover me in food stains and hundreds of pounds til all i can do is oink and wheeze for me food. Im obsessed with the idea of being the sweatiest and smelliest pig around, i love the idea of constantly feeling soaked in sweat and smelling my own b.o. cause im too fat to get up and shower please turn me into a hog who gets off on sitting in their own filth
There's nothing better than watching someone slowly succumb to slobbish tendencies. Enabling someone to become so helpless and fat, they're dependent on me to keep reaching new levels of obesity. And it sounds like you can't wait to start your decline: the bigger your appetite, the more stains covering your shirts and mouth and fingers. The less fit, the more you're wheezing and sweating with each step, sweat dripping down your forehead and sweat stains on your shirt. It's not too long before you stop showering. It's too much of a hassle to clean all those rolls and folds, and that's time you could spend eating!! Most people would be disgusted to live like that...but you know it's only the start, don't you? I know what your future will eventually look like -a pile of blubber on a bed, butter dribbling down your chins, wheezing and belching and gassy, tube stuffed into your fat cheeks as you guzzle down calories. Just lifting your arm to grab your feeding tube a herculean task that causes your heart to start pounding and you start sweating. Maybe for fun, I'll hide your meal under that belly, in those side rolls, under your enormous thighs...see how badly you'll struggle to try and get to your meal...
