#dark weight gain

[d4djobesemuses]

“Ughh… ghhuUUUUuurllp…”

Maho sat in her creaking, steel reinforced chair, her hands clutching at her stomach, a dull, uncomfortable ache was a constant at this point, but today she overdid it, depression was a bitch, and it made her miserable.

And when Maho was miserable, Maho ate, which made her miserable, and the cycle continued ad infinitum.

“This is bad… uuurp… really REALLY bad… ghurlk-“ Her cheeks puffed uncomfortably, and she very nearly vomited everything she ate today back up, well over 20 pounds, none of which was healthy, and the majority of which was sweet.

“I-I think… ngh… I am do-“ Before she could finish this sentence however…

Knock knock knock

She forgot she had already set a delivery for a couple of cakes while she ate. With a disappointed grunt, Maho began rocking back and forth as the knocking intensified, getting more frustrated as she kept the delivery man delayed.

Finally after minutes, Maho was up on her feet, and two minutes later, she arrived at the door.

Opening it, Maho watched in shame as the delivery man’s face change from anger to absolute horror seeing the blob of a girl greet him, wheezing, groaning in discomfort, her eyes dull and unfocused, and her clothes stained and reeking from sweat and rotten foodbits alike.

Wordlessly, and hurriedly, he handed Maho the cakes before slamming the door shut to escape her as quickly as he could, the former DJ turned sickly obese NEET wobbled back to her struggling chair on struggling knees, feeling as if they might just buckle if she made the wrong step.

Dropping heavily onto her chair, she heard a loud CRRK, but luckily the chair hadn’t quite broke yet… yet, it would soon, Maho knew it for sure.

“Okay… hrrk-… hff… after these cakes… I am… hurlk-… d-done for today…” Maho reassured herself, opening the boxes despite being on the verge of vomiting.

“I-it looks so good…~” She said, drool rolling down onto her sweaty chins as she dug in.

“Ghllp… oulmph… mmmghlkph… goulmph… mmfgh… ghahh…”

Maho ate and ate, even as the nausea got worse, and the dull ache grew less and less dull, it was agony, but eating was her only happy place, and she was far too demotivated to bring herself to stop.

Once both cakes have been devoured, Maho was left groaning, struggling for every breath with how full she was, she felt food threaten to force itself out every burp or micro movement.

And just as the food coma came to grace her, she heard a dreaded sound, horrifically familiar.

Her food delivery app, order confirmed, the one that she herself had set in the morning, assuming she would be hungry in about an hour.

Her face went paler than it already was, fear, a chill going through her spine, because for as full, agonizingly so, and nauseous, disgustingly so, and ashamed, intensely so as she was…

She knew she’d eat it all, because she couldn’t help herself.

[thatguywhofedme]

Seriously ?!?

You think you can stop me from feeding you ?!

I decide when you have "enough" I can't even believe you would use such a word in my presence

You knew exactly what you were getting yourself into when you messaged me

you said and I quote "make me the biggest, heaviest and lardiest piggy anyone's ever seen, I want to be yours and there's nothing you could do to change my mind, let me be the morbidly obese porker I deserve to be, feed me until my body can't take it anymore, you have free reign over me"

That was 750 lbs ago, now look at what we've done together !!

Look at those rolls coming from everywhere, you used to have a pot belly, but now you have a mountain of a gut that leaves you breatless just from trying to reach your 9th cheeseburger, your fat ass is now a bench I can use for myself or to put containers of food on top of it

Your arms are so fat you can't even reach the sides of your body anymore I have to literally feed you everything and your sponge baths takes hours just from the sheer amount of beautiful lard filled body rolls and crevices you have

You go through a dozen oxygen tanks in a day since your body hasn't been able to breath properly 300 lbs ago and don't get me started on the bariatric bed, you cracked the screen of your built in scale, I don't even know how much you weigh anymore, last time I checked you were 1037 lbs, that was 6 months ago !!

What I'm trying to say is, I truly enjoy this, you're exactly where you wanted to be and there's nothing you can do about it other than getting much fatter for the both of us

Now, open your greedy mouth so I can funnel you your 5th lard shake of the day my beautiful piggy 🐷

[tubbybunnysblog]

Did a couples stuffing and my skirt and panties did not make it out alive

My piggy princess did so amazing~ @silliersage

[fakeversacepurse]

yeah yeah ethical feedism and whatever but what if you tied me up, blindfolded me, funnel fed me thousands of calories worth of shake then humiliated me, made me oink and beg to be fattened, stretch me out and ruin me then take off the blindfold to reveal you’ve been filming the whole time??

Then what if you used those videos to blackmail me into getting fattened beyond my desires and as leverage to change anything you wanted about me or force me to do degrading things???

what then huh????

THEY/THEM PRONOUNS

[fatguarddog]

Thinking about power imbalances in feedist relationships again...

College professor who promises to give you the best grades if you let them feed you and fatten you up

Boss who threatens to fire you if you don't get fat for them

Blackmailer who says they won't reveal your private information so long as you let them get you so so fat

Idk it's just Hot

[katamariari]

Giving into gaining is so much fun just letting go of the pain and hunger and becoming the better hotter fatter version of yourself is the best especially for the person you truly gets you

[adiproseprose]

feedee losing a leg due to onset diabetes = immobility speed run

[lardfilledbabe]

I never thought I would get this fat.

You always consoled me for my size, I was always bigger, but I was never this big. It wasn't until I met you that I would get any bigger. I was only 150 pounds when we first got together.

Our dates were wonderful, but every single one was always to a buffet... My appetite was never small, and my self-restraint was even less. It didn't take long before I started blowing up under your meticulous and relentless enabling. 150 pounds turned into 200 as our relationship continued.

And when we moved in together, it only became worse. You would always come home with bags of fast food insisting it was for us both despite the fact only I would devour it, constantly bringing me snacks to graze on, food littering our shared home for me to pick up and scarf down.

As our life together continued, so did my gaining. Snacks and meals blurred together into constant all-day binge eating, and 200 slipped to 250... and then it was 300, 400, 500...

My hands grew plump and my fingers thick like sausages, slowly becoming more and more difficult to bend and grip with.

My cheeks became full, squishing my eyes into a permanent squint and filling out into my thick, heavy double chin that encased my neck like a spare tire.

My arms grew weak and massive, fattened up and good for nothing besides holding the huge sacks of lard that pinned them against my thick, fat stomach folds.

My sides, hips, stomach, tits, ass and back... they practically merged into one the way adipose had accumulated in excess, spilling outwards in every direction like a pile of lard, pinning me down beneath slabs of excess flesh that buried my tree-trunk legs and swollen feet beneath it. My form was not a form, and no features were visible, only my huge rolls that obscured any indication of my anatomy

I was unrecognizable.

10 years was all it took before I had broken half a ton, and my labored wheezing was muted by the tube that pumped my endlessly growing gut full of calories. I was immobilized, stuck like a pig hungrily devouring its slop. I stared up towards the ceiling as my fat-filled chins forced my head to become tilted back at a screen that had started live-streaming my endless gain for money to continue feeding me.

Decorated with insults written upon my massive expanse, a pig... a hog... a food disposal, all sorts of derogatory phrases covered my body, my mystery mix of slop, the pig nose and tail decorating my mass... All requested by the donators watching me continue to eat... and eat... and eat...

Sweat covered, uncontrollably gassy, and disgusting, I was beyond mindbroken. I never wanted to be this fat, but I never stood a chance. It was just my destiny. My fate. I was always meant to be this big, a slob. All I had to do was empty my head and keep eating.

[thatguywhofedme]

I need you ....

To be the fattest piggy anyone has ever seen

I'm not just talking about getting " I've won the prize for biggest hog at the country fair while winning the pie eating contest " fat

Oh no, I've got much bigger plans for you

I need you to be " I moved to the fat farm to become a real farm animal, only there to swallow everything and get as fat as the floor will be able to handle while fearing the crane that supports me will break in half one day " level of fatness

If you think you're fat now, think again...

If you can still move your neck, you're not fat enough, good immobilized fatties don't move a single part of their body except for their greedy mouths

You will accept everything I want to put in your mouth, whether it's melted butter mixed in with weight gain shakes or pure lard so thick you'll feel your heart getting tighter after your first time swallowing with a whole bucket to make your gut so full, you'll think you would be ready to pop

If you think all the things you told me about wanting to be so big we'll need a wrecking crew to get your body out of our house by demolishing the wall and using a crane fit for industrial purposes didn't go to my head, you're wrong in so many ways

I'm greedy when it comes to the person I want to fatten up, you'll become so fat you won't even be a human being anymore, you'll become a true to word slobby blob, so much fat engulfing your body I'll use you as my bed

so you better start listening to me or else ...

[hedonists-den]

Tw: kidnapping, teasing, force feeding

Oh, love...don't you get it yet? Have you been trying to convince yourself all this time that you'll escape? Let me make it plain: you're mine.

There is no going back to your life before this. Your friends, your family, your job, none of it matters anymore. I mean, not that any of the people you knew would recognize you anyway. Not with the sheer amount of weight you've accumulated since I took you.

I'm impressed, really. It took hardly any coaxing to get you to this point. And within a few months, I would almost figure you actually enjoyed this. You certainly didn't resist very hard when I shoved all those sweets down your throat. "Oh no, please don't force feed me all that...please, I don't want to be forced fatter, I beg you!" You gobbled them down like a good captive hog, didn't you?

You'll excuse me if I have a hard time believing you actually want to leave. I'd bet that if I undid your shackles and unlocked the door, you'd stay right there and wait for your next meal like the docile pet you are.

And even if you did want to leave, where else are you going to find a situation that can accommodate you now? This room is made to facilitate you at three times your current size, and my cabinets are stocked up to sustain you indefinitely. Judging by what a blob you are now, I imagine you won't be moving much soon.

Speaking of, I have a feeling you'd find it difficult to physically escape as well. All this time locked down here, I'd say you've atrophied a bit. Lugging around all that belly must be so hard, especially with how thick and cellulite-ridden your thighs are. The way you waddle suggests you would probably have a hard time with the stairs, too.

So, I'm afraid there's no other option for you. Oh who am I kidding? I'm not sorry in the least. In fact, I'm eager to get you doubled in size asap. I think I'll start bumping your calorie intake by a few thousand per day, starting today.

You like that, huh? I can see your chubby cheeks getting red. Don't tell me this is turning you on now. That'll only make this easier for me.

[fakeversacepurse]

Dreaming of a mean feeder who cuts my long hair into a short blunt ear length cut with bangs to make sure my growing double chin is extra visible.

I’m so embarrassed by it and my fat wobbling cheeks, make it so I can’t hide away - make people look.

Dye my new hair bright colours, make me do my makeup super cutesy with tonnes of blush and no contour to make my face look even rounder.

Force my growing stomach into frilly dresses and humiliating costumes. Showing off your stupid cutesy bimbo pig.

Make sure they are looking.

THEY/THEM PRONOUNS

[bottomless-fries]

yeah it touches the couch now or whatever 🙄

[katamariari]

Weight gain denial is so hot I love trying to act like I’m still super skinny and my clothes just so happen to shrink somehow I but my eating habits are healthy and filling with dairy carbs and protein and sugar being my only source of nutrients and of course I should plump up (be fed to death)

[adiproseprose]

Don't get me wrong, being crushed by your feedee is great, but have you ever made a larder so weak that if they ever try to stand up without your help, they just *plop* back down to wherever their sitting like the blobs they are? Too heavy to get up without building momentum, watching their bellies swing and right when it grazes the floor, the slightest push to their wobbly chest sends them crashing backwards, cellulite dimpled ass spreading out beneath them? Pinning them to the bed with nothing but your grip around their swollen wrist and the weight of their belly pressing against the muscles in their back?

Pretty soon gravity will take over the job of keeping them pinned to one spot anyways.

[coquettetubby]

this is what happens when you gain 22 pounds in a month

[thatguywhofedme]

Death feedee checklist #2

I figured I would do another list with ideas from everyone who replied in the comments of the first one and thank you all for your support ☺️

At this point, if you're looking to become a monstrously obese piggy with a mountain of beautiful lardy fat enveloping your entire body, you REALLY !!! Need to go over the checklists and be sure to get everything on it, you'll need it at some point or another, especially when you get a feeder who wants to become your full time caretaker and help you achieve your decadent dreams of morbid obesity

Not enough people want to go completely immobile, but with the checklists, this goal can certainly become a lot more realistic and achievable

So don't forget to go to your nearest buffet, show everyone how your greedy mouth can get the job done while you shock everyone with your display of gluttonous bliss as you go into another moment of pure ecstasy induced by all the fattening food you see in your sight

As always, don't be shy to comment your ideas on the subject and be good greedy piggies by ordering triple for your next diner 🐷❤️