Fuck Starting In The Morning Im Going To Weigh In.

Fuck starting in the morning I’m going to weigh in.

I want to gain 20 lbs in a month, I hope it piles on so quick I have to have new clothes delivered so I can actually leave to get more food 🥵

Gain shakes everyday, chugging heavy cream instead of milk every single night before bed.

Fuck make me brainless, make me fatter, make me massive.

Just watch, soon you’ll be begging to help me gorge myself further into the depths of obesity

32oz heavy cream on the way with some German chocolate cake mix. I’m gonna be downing almost 4.5k calories all at once 🥵

Ugh if only I’d wake up and see a massive gut blocking my view

Office Pig Eats a Dozen Donuts [$15]

Your coworker has really been packing on the pounds lately. So much so that the rest of your colleagues have begun calling him the Office Pig behind his back, pointing out his round gut and ill-fitting clothing. He seems in complete denial, walking around in a shirt several sizes too small and calling every day his "cheat day" as he gluts on all the office treats. One day he comes in to see a box of donuts, a small, chiding note on the lid that he quickly rips off before stealing the whole box in outrage. Little does he know you planted that box just for him, and you watch as he devours the entire dozen, just waiting for the first button to fly. How long will it hold against the Office Pig's growing belly?

This video is 13 minutes of me grunting and stuffing myself with a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts and whole milk. Weight gain denial, messy stuffing, and button pops galore! DM me to purchase the video for only $15!

The feeder to feedee pipeline is real. I can’t stop thinking about how my body wobbles when I walk. I get hard when I even think about stuffing my face.

I need it. I need to be fattened up. Well over 500lbs. I’m not very tall, I’d be massive. I want to watch my heavy gut expand from the constant stuffings and bloats, trace angry stretch marks cropping up every day as proof of my hedonism, ugh. Please.

I’m already losing my mind, the more I imagine the way a nice thick roll of fat around my neck the more I lose focus and just grab my gut.

Make me as fat as you can. Reward me with extra fattening treats, punish me with gain shake until I’m in tears. I’ll get massive either way.

Wake me every two hours to force feed me. I know I’ll have room. You can make me so high all I can do is swallow. You’ll tease and slosh my gut as I come down, realizing how overstuffed my belly really is.

Make me eat 12k calories a day. Every day. I want to explode with fat. So fast no one can react until it’s too late. Hopelessly consumed by gluttony and it’ll be your doing. Show me off in public, taunt me that I haven’t set a new record in the buffet, lean over the table covered with empty plates to shove a thick slice of cake into my mouth. I want everyone to see me gorge myself.

I’ll be absolutely consumed with the insatiable hunger, never able to eat quite enough to truly incapable me. Knock up my intake, tell me I’m going to be too fat to touch myself. Make me grind on a pillow while you feed me, remind me that now I can’t even get off without being stuffed. Taunt me for how I whine to be fed again. Tell me I’ll be strapped into a feeding tube soon, since I could down over a gallon of heavy shake in a session. Pump my body with fat. Heavy soft permanent proof of my rapid slide into hedonism. Mind blank to everything except the constant need to gain, each bite making me throb and whine. Tug on my gut while I squirm trying desperately to reach under the fat pad growing as fast as my gut.

Keep a vibrator strapped to me. Make cumming and gorging my daily routine. Feed me publicly, make me wear clothes that will pop and tear after I start eating. Make me fat. Feed me. Please I can’t get enough.

you're making me huge