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Hello
57yld looking to become a daddy - bigger, beefier, fatter. Please let me know if you're interested. :)
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Where is my older daddy to make me into his huge and extremely obese son for him? Come get me daddy.
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No matter how much weight I gain I still crave more, I experience the desire to get heavier. Even looking at this photo I see rolls of fat, stretch marks, and tight clothes but I know it’s not enough.
Will I ever be satisfied?
At almost 400 lbs and under 25 years old I have completely sold my life away to the pleasures of gaining… and I have never regretted it once.
For me it’s not a kink, it doesn’t go away after I cum or after I stuff my face. The over 150 lbs I’ve intentionally added to my body are still there. I have to live my regular daily life with the consequences of my actions. But to me they don’t feel like consequences, they feel like rewards.
The reward of tighter clothes. The reward of decreasing mobility. These are motivation to me to push harder and gain more.
My doctor suggesting that I try ozempic encourages me to eat more so that I’m heavier the next time I’m at the office. My parents voicing concerns over my weight encourages me to eat more so I’m heavier the next time I visit home.
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, I was born to be a part of it. I was meant to experience it alongside others that feel the same way. I gain for myself and to inspire those that haven’t yet allowed themselves to give in and gain as well.
I am fat. I am a pig. I will always gain.
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A beautiful friend of mine on here asked me if I would like to tie a toga and pose in it...now I feel like a Greek god.
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Been trying to get a better capacity, these nightly meals are just not as filling anymore 😅
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A beautiful friend of mine on here asked me if I would like to tie a toga and pose in it...now I feel like a Greek god.
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No matter how much weight I gain I still crave more, I experience the desire to get heavier. Even looking at this photo I see rolls of fat, stretch marks, and tight clothes but I know it’s not enough.
Will I ever be satisfied?
At almost 400 lbs and under 25 years old I have completely sold my life away to the pleasures of gaining… and I have never regretted it once.
For me it’s not a kink, it doesn’t go away after I cum or after I stuff my face. The over 150 lbs I’ve intentionally added to my body are still there. I have to live my regular daily life with the consequences of my actions. But to me they don’t feel like consequences, they feel like rewards.
The reward of tighter clothes. The reward of decreasing mobility. These are motivation to me to push harder and gain more.
My doctor suggesting that I try ozempic encourages me to eat more so that I’m heavier the next time I’m at the office. My parents voicing concerns over my weight encourages me to eat more so I’m heavier the next time I visit home.
I didn’t choose this lifestyle, I was born to be a part of it. I was meant to experience it alongside others that feel the same way. I gain for myself and to inspire those that haven’t yet allowed themselves to give in and gain as well.
I am fat. I am a pig. I will always gain.
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Where is my older daddy to make me into his huge and extremely obese son for him? Come get me daddy.
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The fact that I can’t go a single day without my weed dispo shows how addicted I am, but it’s okay who doesn’t love a class 3 obesity addicted stoner piggy

I didn’t have a dispo for most of the day today and it was hell… as soon as I got home I had 2 buy 2 more dispo’s 🤭
(DM if your interested in full 6 minute video clip of this stoner piggy aggressively puffing away at his cart)
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