#death feederism

[adiproseprose]

You expect to wake up to your alarm; maybe your partners arm slinking over your waist, the cat pressing itself into your space. Any of your normal indicators that it's time to wake up.

What you don't expect, however, is to feel the thick underside of a gut brushing against the bottoms of your knees, an unfamiliar dip in your sofa, normally vacant space on the couch filled in by a wide, soft expansion of...you.

The second thing you feel is something cold and wire-like being squeezed by the unfamiliar folds of your throat, coupled with cold air shooting into your nose. You reach with with a newly bloated hand, fingers tight and tingling with a numbness you recognize via hours of horny scrolling through diabetes symptoms pages. You shudder as you pull a sweat greased cord to a nasal cannula from your third or fourth chin, huffing slightly. Most likely from holding your arm up past your chest for longer than a few seconds for the first time in God knows how long.

You move onto to the main issue; hands travel down, sausage fingers wrap themselves around your third to last love handle, right under your saggy f-cups, breathing unconsciously growing harder as you wobble one of your many new slabs of meat. You smooth your hands over your belly, a pale white apron taking up your entire lap, now the size of a park bench and about as soft as a bowl of cool whip, stiff peaks melted down to a flabby mess and dripping off your thighs, burying your crotch and a swollen fupa.

You hold your arms out in front of you, cellulite and blubber dripping off of them as you think about all the times you prayed for this. Fantasizing with weighted suits, peeping at larders in public, eyes closed, hands down your pants as you wondered what it would be like to carry all of *this*. Now you're here, taking up your entire sofa, barely able to turn your blubber packed neck, wheezing from just hardly shifting your arms up and down. Amble pockets of stretch marked flab ripple across your arduous form. There's only one question that wracks your mind after you've half-processed your new reality-

"Good morning, larder."

He strolls in, grease stained plain white box wider than his shoulders gripped in both hands. You inhale through your nose, instinctively starting to scoot over to make room for him on the couch before your fluid-logged hip crashes against the arm. The act leaves your already corroded joints sore and your mouth sucking for air like a fish. He makes eye contact with you like a predator does a wounded boar. "Babe," You wheeze, the ensuing *What's going on, etc etc* cut off by a cream filled doughnut shoved past your lips. Your chins press against your throat and jiggle against your collar bone as you chew it in two big bites, taking it down your throat and sucking the white cream filling off his finger. Gulping it down leaves you panting for breath and he cuts off your struggle with a kiss, groping your right blubberous tit. You close your eyes and reach for another doughnut. Maybe you'll be fatter when you wake up...

[chubbyblu]

I wanna become a fat slobby shut in so bad....

Living in a studio apartment, spending my days getting high and humping and gooning and stuffing my face...

Slowly forgetting how to interact with people...

Becoming more and more like a pig.

What a life 😍🐷

[teenchubz]

Thirsty Pig

#me

[fatlifeshortlife]

That genuine effort to navigate around your own sheer mass. That grunt, the extra effort, just for a ripple of fat and flesh, then your exhausted panting.

I live for that.

[thatguywhofedme]

i haven't intentionally fattened myself before, even if my food addiction sent me over the 300lb mark, but rn i'm so close to giving in and devouring the tub of butter cake ice cream in my freezer ♥ deliberately trying to get even fatter sounds like the perfect excuse to gorge myself anyways

It really would be the perfect excuse to keep on gorging 😋

You've already fatten yourself up so beautifully to 300lbs on your own, without even thinking of gaining on purpose

But now that you are trying to get much fatter, your food addiction will become such a great addition to your weight gain

Just imagine all the food you'll be able to eat/get fed while making you double or even triple your weight in the long run

All this delicious food that will be needed for you to keep up with your growing body

You'll become a true gluttonous queen in no time with all the food you could ask for 😄🩷

[bulkbrit]

Tummy Tuesday.

Getting softer and more jiggly.

Looking for a UK gay male feeder to help me get to 500.

[fatteenbabe]

Is immobility something you wanna avoid or do yoi not care either way

Neither, it's something I work towards everyday!

[henryrottenflower]

Hi just a stuffed pig reporting

[chubbyblu]

Big belly inna black dress 🐷

[bellyfairy]

Let me be your bed bound princess

[biggothbelly]

My belly looked like it was ready to blow here 💥

[dollhog]

Just ate my breakfast stuffing and weight gain shake. Already feeling swollen full from the past few days of stuffing continuously without much rest time. But I’m looking forward to seeing if I can take down all my meals and shakes today. This picture is a bit old, but I should have new ones up tonight. I can’t stop getting fatter 🕷️❤️‍🔥

[thatguywhofedme]

Would you be able to go into more details on how you would help solidify your little piggy’s mindset into that of a proper hog? 🐷 love reading your posts!

Of course !!!

First, it would start by calling them piggy/hog at all time, whether we're in private or in public

Second, LOOOOOOOTS of force feeding no matter what I decide to feed you, when I feed you and with what (funnel, trough, by hands or by pushing your face in the food) while you oink for me no matter how stuffed you are or how hard I'm fucking you

Thirdly, fashion choices would be the norm with me, nothing more than the tightest clothes we can find for you and a pair of pig ears/headset to really put the emphasize on how much of a piggy you are

And finally, you would have to start your sentences with "piggy" or "Hog" for example "piggy needs more lard shake" or "your fat hog needs a good fucking while I stuff my face in the trough again"

Those are my techniques, but I would be more than happy to learn more of them and with all of that said, be good piggies and make your bodies become huge mountains of lard for me 🐷

[iowahog]

I’m getting to be a real handful