POV: you watching me cook, can barely move from the couch because you’re nearly 900lbs, but you watching because you need me and whatever I’m cooking
xoxo
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POV: you watching me cook, can barely move from the couch because you’re nearly 900lbs, but you watching because you need me and whatever I’m cooking
xoxo
Immobility
The thought of helping you walk and get into bed for the last time only for you to wake up the next morning immobile 😩
I can’t help but sit outside and imagine what it’d be like to have a 700-800lb husband, and just get to enjoy every delicious pound.
my boyfriends have all been close to 450-500lbs, but I want you to push yourself to MY husband territory. I want specially tailored clothes for you so you can grow comfortably. I want to watch you with a reinforced cane and walker shuffle slowly around the house, struggling the few feet to carry your weight. I want to sit on the arm of your oversized recliner and curl into you as best as I could fit, kissing and your double chin that used to be a neck and rubbing your growing belly that’s down to your knees, telling you how perfect you are. How massive you are.
i want to sit in front of you kneeling and massage your aching, swollen legs that are cascading layers of fat. I want to barely se your face with your gut in the way.
when you lay down to take a nap I want to perfectly position your legs and belly so I can map out the soft cave of rolls and suck on your fat pad. Expose your hidden cock. I want you to feel me in the depths of you. Exploring you. Savoring you.
People will think our lives have changed, they may think our life has grown harder because of your weight gain. They can’t help but stare and think my god, what are they going to do?
they don’t realize that this is our dream 🤍
Caretaking
Part of the fantasy of making someone immobile is getting to take care of them 24/7 😩
Them being completely helpless, relying entirely on you for everything, right down to simple tasks, because they’re too fat (and probably too lazy) to do anything on their own.
But also being able to provide for someone completely, taking care of their every need and desire, and pampering them as much as possible.
Both of those are equally hot.
I feel so small rn, i'd love to be someone's feedee. Tied up and forced to inhale thousands of calories. My body swelling at an alarming rate, my muscles wasting and atrophying as I use them less and less. Ultimately I'm dependent on you as I can hardly waddle from place to place and even that has become stained
Maneuvering his folds while his overhanging belly rests on my forehead. His pillowy thighs brush my cheeks. & teasing his fat pad with anticipation of pleasure. The cpap has to stay on now because being aroused is too much work for his crushed lungs. Too big to move, to obese for their own needs, too weak to even try to reach for their buried cock. My prized pig.
Sitting behind a feedee is the best. Having them lay back on you, being able to shovel food into their mouth and squeeze and jiggle their belly… it’s intoxicating.