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[feedeefoodieboy]

how's your heart doing piggy?

definitely struggling lately.. 😅😅🫣🫣

[feedeefoodieboy]

This one's very dark and quite explicit. Please only read it when you definitely are into the fantasy of Death Feederism. 🐷📈

You can barely breathe now, pig.

I watch your chest rise in those desperate, pitiful little jerks, gasping through layers of your own fat, drowning in yourself. And still, I lift the spoon. Still, I press food between your lips, even when your mouth barely opens — even when your eyes beg me to wait, to slow down, to give you a moment to catch your breath.

No.

You gave that choice up when you chose this life — when you squealed for more and let me break you into the animal you are now. There’s no pause, no mercy, no easing up. You exist to be filled, stretched, suffocated by indulgence. Every wheeze, every groan, every flicker of pain in those swelling eyes is another sign you’re mine.

You don’t get to stop now.

Your skin’s purple in places, where blood struggles to move under layers and layers of ruined tissue. Your belly is hot and red, split with stretch marks and sores, sagging across the mattress like an avalanche of spoiled meat. Your legs are useless. I don't even pretend to clean beneath you anymore — that part of you belongs to rot now.

But you’re still alive. And that means you can still eat.

I hear your lungs whistle when you try to speak, so I hush you like the dying sow you are. I don't need words. Just the faint tilt of your chin. Just the twitch of that overstuffed jaw. That’s enough. You want it. You always wanted this — to be force-fed beyond recognition, buried in your own fat, fed until the veins give out and the heart stutters under the weight.

I spoon in more. Grease rolls down your chin. Your nose flares like a panicked animal's. But I don’t stop. I won’t stop. I feed you through the coughing, through the choking, through the tears. Your life is measured in calories now, and I’m counting down the final thousand.

Every moan is a lullaby. Every new pound is a nail in your coffin — hand-carved by me, padded with your own flesh.

You begged to be ruined, and I listened.

And now, here we are. On the edge of the final binge. One more gallon of cream, one more tray of fried butter, one more bloated gasp for air. You’ll die the way you were meant to — helpless, hideous, magnificent. Surrounded by the wreckage of meals you were too weak to refuse.

You don’t get to stop now, pig.

You’ll stop when your heart does.

And not a second before.

[feedeefoodieboy]

Fantasizing about having a belly so round that I can’t touch myself. Borderline immobile. Having a feeder lift my belly to find my fat pussy and using a remote controlled vibrator on me. Telling me to eat and drink whatever is in front of me. Having my feeder fuck my belly button as I get more and more bloated. Only being able to cum once I’ve finished absolutely everything in front of me 😩

[feedeefoodieboy]

How's it going piggy hopefully you have been gaining nicely just to become a nice huge fat blob of lard

🤭🤭 definitely been getting fatter and fatter lately

[feedeefoodieboy]

Where can I find the heart attack bingo sheet?

here u go !!

[feedeefoodieboy]

How's your day going piggy hopefully you are able to stuff yourself absolutely full, cant wait to see just how fat you become

🤭 i hope so too , i cant wait to be a ball of lard

[feedeefoodieboy]

Yay for hot ftm bodies with huge floppy lard sack moons and testosterone fueled huge visceral fat bellies resulting in protruding gut shapes

hehe horray !! 🤭🤭

[feedeefoodieboy]

feeding a girl to a blob is very good-

[feedeefoodieboy]

hips so fat you need to walk sideways through doors

ass so fat finding jeans your size is impossible

belly so fat it reaches your knees

brain so docile thinking is hard :(

and that's just the beginning <3

[feedeefoodieboy]

Time to cool off, let's get wet 😜

[feedeefoodieboy]

Ten feedee commandments

1. You will honor Hunger above all.

2. There is no other God than Excess.

3. Every new stretch mark is a sacred victory to celebrate.

4. Do not commit the sin of moderation.

5. Do not resist. Your lack of willpower is your greatest strength.

6. You will say "I am full" only when your body can no longer take it, but your soul wants more.

7. Remember to glorify Excess. Every bite is a ritual. Gorging is everything.

8. Lard is your only guide. You will never desire anything as much as Lard.

9. You will never stop gaining weight

10. You will never say the word 'enough'

[feedeefoodieboy]

Mood

[feedeefoodieboy]

life would be complete if someone held a vibrator on my clit on full power and fucked me with their fingers until i physically cannot cum anymore tbh

[feedeefoodieboy]

Hey, I just saw your post, and I have to say it seems obvious you're going to keep getting fatter.

I mean it's cute that you're acting like you don't already know it yet. You came to this fetish once, indulged, put on a few pounds, and tried to walk away, but you were never able to get back down to your old weight.

Now you're back because you can't help yourself from wanting more. That first time ruined you forever. You lost your cute, petite body, and you couldn't get it back. You never will. But something amongst the shame and embarrassment felt good. Beyond just the free indulge in good food. The feeling of being over-full The growth and new softness. Something indescribable. Something got stuck in your head. Now you're back here because you realize you need more. You need to see what it feels like to really be chubby, and then you'll need to feel what it's like to really be fat.

Gradually, you're going to ruin yourself. For now it's just 10 extra kg, because that won't be too much, just one more little experiment to get it out of your system. But by then 20 won't seem so far off... then 30... and so on. And you know - even when you try to shove it to the back of your mind - that the more you grow, the more you'll need to be satisfied. The more food it'll take to get that hedonistic, oddly-erotic, fully-indulged feeling that kept you from losing any weight. Each new milestone and you'll be deeper into the inescapable gluttony. You will never stop wanting more. You've already been ruined. Stop pretending you have any chance of being cute and skinny again. Just enjoy being the pig you've made yourself into.

[feedeefoodieboy]

I want you spoiled

I want you to expect dessert after every meal or a stop at the ice cream shop everytime we're out. I want you to be annoyed with me if I ever come home without a big bag of greasy food just for you. I don't want you to ask - but to demand - your cravings fulfilled.

I want your appetite to never come into play, because I'll have done my job ensuring that you're perpetually full. Your desires should be exclusively shaped by whims and cravings for unnecessary calories, and if I'm doing the job I aspire to, those whims and cravings should never need to be spoken because I'll have learned to anticipate your every desire before you are able to put them into words. When your pudgy hand reaches out for another treat, I want your exact craving to be within reach.

I want your expectations to be ridiculous, unyeilding, and unconscious. I want you always wanting more, expecting more, and getting more without even having to ask as your ever-softening body expands and rounds out further. But you'll barely even notice - except when I'm praising you for it - because the way I treat you will feel so natural: feel like exactly what you deserve.

[feedeefoodieboy]

Geeze… 🫣

[feedeefoodieboy]

Tbh these are 2 of the main reasons I hear