thatonefatwriter

[thatonefatwriter]

if you wiped every ICE agent off the face of the earth, a hundred million people would become safer overnight. if you wiped every furry off the face of the earth, the entire internet would collapse for good in a matter of hours. i know where my allegiances lie.

[thatonefatwriter]

[thatonefatwriter]

Get a girl who gets off on ruining you with fat.

A girl who makes sure you an always have plenty of snacks within arms reach, who cooks every meal with 3x more cream and butter than it calls for, who insists you eat until your stomach feels like it’s going to burst because it turns her on.

A girl who praises you as you outgrow all your clothes, tells you how hot it is that your tits are bigger than hers and your belly hangs half way to your knees, who can barely contain herself watching you struggling to breathe just sitting down from all the fat she’s packed onto you.

A girl who forces you to waddle into the doctors office with her so you can be poked and prodded and told “you’re massively morbidly obese”, “incredibly unhealthy”, “If you don’t lose a drastic amount of weight now you’ll be lucky to have 10 more years”. All while she tells him how hard it is to make you eat healthy, how you refuse to do any exercise besides bringing junk food to your mouth. She’s so sincere you almost believe her but you know her panties are soaked through hearing the damage she’s done to you.

She leaves with a smile and you with a bag full of pills for your struggling heart and liver and blood pressure and diabetes. She helps you as you wheeze your way to the car and get in with some effort. She slides into the drivers seat and pats your belly as she plugs in the route to the nearest fast food joint. She orders enough food for a family of ten, all of it dripping with grease. She pulls in to the parking lot, she can’t wait to get home she needs to stuff you now. She slides one hand between your thick rolls as she brings the first mammoth bacon cheeseburger to your lips and says “You wanna make me feel good don’t you baby? The doctor said you’d be lucky to have 10 years but that’s so far away… I know you can eat yourself to death for me in 3”

You’re helpless as she pushes every calorie filled bite into your face. There was never any going back, your only purpose is to eat your way into an early grave for her pleasure.

[thatonefatwriter]

Thinking rather endlessly about a scenario in which you’re presented with one of those ‘you get x but you have to deal with y’ scenarios, where it’s ‘you have infinite money but you have to weigh over 500 lbs’

Not even having to think before taking the deal. Who cares if you’re fat? You can buy any accommodations you need. Who needs to cook when you can get anything doordashed? Your clothes can all be tailored to fit around your ample rolls. You can hire helpers to roll you, clean you, take care of your home.

How long would it take for you to lean into the lifestyle? To gorge your now-massive, wobbling belly? To eat, and to sleep, and to laze, your mind empty and your desires not only simple, but met instantly. How long would it take to go from 500 to 600? 800? 1,000??

No worries. After all, you can buy that fancy mechanical lift. You can have custom bedframes built. Hire teams of chefs to keep your ever-rumbling belly satiated. Your own medical team keeping you as healthy as possible under your mountain of ballooning fat.

Id take that deal in a heartbeat.

[thatonefatwriter]

As time goes by, you’ll keep adding to the list of things you’re too fat for:

booths, chairs, doorways

zippers, buttons, pants, clothes

running, stairs, bending over, walking, standing up

But there’s one thing you’ll never outgrow: the need to get even fatter 🐽🐽🐽

[thatonefatwriter]

Nearly full

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fat gyarus in your area

[thatonefatwriter]

Cw// Slight Toxic feed!sm

When your feedee whines and goes 'I'm so fat now...why'd you do this to me?...' Without wasting a second, respond 'Why did you let me??' And watch their brain short-circuit to come up with cute pathetic response because they're so easy to manipulate💗💓

[thatonefatwriter]

I... Bigger... I gained 80lbs since October... More...

Let’s make every inch of you a warning sign for the effects of extreme obesity on the body.

Legs deformed by fat, too densely packed to move around another.

Hands ballooned beyond comfortable use, joints to swollen to close.

Arms so weighted that any movement is matched with the sound of slapping flesh and exhaustion.

And a belly so distended and packed that the skin is stretched and angry. A massive weight pinning you in place. Your body strained from the effort of supporting all the useless lard compressing your chest. A burden.

Make your body a warning for anyone considering this lifestyle. Then keep eating.

[thatonefatwriter]

🥺 blubbery piggy can’t stop getting fatter and fatter and more helpless 🥺

[thatonefatwriter]

Be brave.

You want to be fat?

Then do it.

Succumb to your gluttony.

There's nothing stopping you but other people's opinions.

If you are brave enough, their opinions won't matter, and never will.

Eat to your heart's content.

Grow out of your clothes.

Become too fat to even fit in non-custom clothing.

Embrace the struggle: the effort of stairs, of waddling, of squeezing through doorways.

Be proud of what a fat man you are.

Make people uncomfortable: touch and jiggle your breasts and belly in public.

Go out to eat, filling two chairs with your huge rear.

Order the full menu.

Don't be discouraged by the stares.

Belch loudly.

Express how hungry you are, despite eating enough food for a family of 10.

Be a true, gluttonous, fat man.

I'll shower you with attention.

You'll feel pride at how fat you are getting. Hundreds of pounds appear on your frame through the years... you become immobile.

But you love every second.

You love every pound.

You want to become even more impossibly heavy... an entry in the Guinness Book of World Records.

You make it a goal... 1400lbs.

Is it possible?

Well, you're going to find out. And, no matter the effort, you'll work your way to that world record.

My impossibly fat piggy. ♡

We'll get you there... to your goal: too fat to function.

[thatonefatwriter]

Super morbidly obese. That much weight would be impossible to ignore—and your health would feel it. Your heart would be working overtime just to keep you going, struggling to pump blood through so much extra tissue. You’d probably feel it sometimes, that heaviness in your chest, the occasional flutter or strain after a short walk or even just standing for too long. Your blood pressure would be higher, your pulse pounding harder, your body constantly fighting to keep up with the mass you’ve added.

Your lungs would labor under the weight of your expanding chest and belly. Lying down, you’d feel the fat pressing against your diaphragm, making it harder to breathe. You might wake up gasping, feeling like your own bulk is suffocating you in your sleep. Sleep apnea would almost be guaranteed, the fat around your neck narrowing your airway, leaving you snoring loudly or choking for air throughout the night. You’d likely need a CPAP just to breathe properly while you sleep.

Your joints—knees, hips, and ankles—would be screaming from the constant strain. Carrying around hundreds of extra pounds would grind away at the cartilage, leaving you stiff, sore, and slow. You’d feel it in the morning, joints aching, feet swollen from supporting so much weight day after day. Walking would become more of a shuffle, your steps heavier, slower, shorter. Stairs would be agonizing, your thighs burning after just a few steps, your chest heaving for air at the top.

Your digestive system would struggle too. The constant overeating would make you prone to heartburn and indigestion, your stomach overfilled and stretched, pressing against your other organs. You’d likely experience frequent bloating, feeling heavy and sluggish after every meal, your belly so full it weighs you down, making you lethargic and sleepy.

And your skin—it would struggle to keep up with your growing size. Stretch marks would splinter across your thighs, belly, and arms, vivid and deep, a permanent reminder of how fast you’ve grown. Your skin would chafe painfully in the folds, especially around your belly and thighs, where moisture and friction would irritate it. You might develop rashes or sores, the constant rubbing making your skin raw and tender.

Your liver would suffer too. With so much weight, you’d likely develop non-alcoholic fatty liver disease (NAFLD), your liver becoming engorged with fat, slowly becoming less efficient. You might not feel it at first, but over time, it would sap your energy, making you feel tired and sluggish even when you haven’t done anything strenuous.

And then there’s your mobility. Simple movements would become exhausting. Getting out of a car or off a low couch would leave you breathless, having to brace yourself with both arms, rocking forward before standing. Even rolling over in bed would take effort, your own weight holding you down, making you feel almost pinned by yourself.

But the scariest part? The slow decline. The numbness in your legs from poor circulation. The swelling in your ankles from fluid retention. The constant fatigue, no matter how much you rest. The aches in your chest that you ignore until they linger too long. You’d grow accustomed to the discomfort, accepting it as part of life, even as your body slowly breaks down under the weight.

[thatonefatwriter]

Heart Attack ❤️

(Graphic description of a heart attack and general dark kink talk below)

Im thinking about you, now more blob than person sitting in bed glutting yourself away as you always do, your heart chugging away as it always does when you stuff, loud as always.

You've gotten used to it, it's been like this for years you say to ease your mind, i mean you keep the thought of a heart attack in mind but you know thats unlikely, that'd never happen to you i mean you walked a bit earlier, to the door to get your food. it was a struggle to get up but hey excersize is excersize and its better than nothing. And you're on your last order so you'll finish it and be okay, like you always are.

You keep eating and eating your hands getting clammy you keep eating, the beating getting louder, you keep eating and your face goes pale

You feel something you've never felt before and it scares you, and it hurts it hurts really bad. your heart beat is loud its deafening, it's almost ripping through your chest, you gasp and whine and squeal clutching your chest feeling only fat. You fall over on your back your body wobbling helplessly, you try to sit up with tears welling in your eyes but you can't, youre way too fat and now you can't possibly go through the effort to overcome the fat tub of lard you call your gut as it pins you, you can't overcome your own gluttony. What feels like hours passes by as you pant and cry and yelp and beg and it passes, you survived

You manage to sit up and you recover. the pain passing, as it always does, as it always will, and you have other things to focus on now, like that unfinished order you left unfinished <3

[thatonefatwriter]

I wanna be teased and groped and fondled and called a good boy, a stupid hog a hopeless fat ass. I wanna be used by a group, a group plaything, stoned and drunk and perfectly placated into eating everything you give me no matter what please 🥺

[thatonefatwriter]

@chubbychiquita and I went out to lunch the other day, I love food pods! 😍