Self Ruination - Tumblr Posts
We need more trans guys who are fat and filthy gooners. It’s essential to the ecosystem.
All I want is to be fattened until I'm so obese I can only barely masturbate, and then be teased about letting myself go like I wasn't forced into this
This isn't harmless. This isn't just you fooling around a bit. You being here, you touching yourself to these posts, will impact the rest of your life. Every new idea and fantasy you pick up here that appeals to you is immediately burned into your brain. And with every edge and orgasm, you only reinforce this bad behaviour, feeding your addiction.
Every single stuffing is bad for you. Every single pound you gain is bad for you. Yet, you don't stop. To make matters worse, you're even aroused by this. You're aroused by self-destruction in so many ways. You love the idea of being addicted to junk food, unable to stop eating. The idea of your breath getting heavier with every week of gluttony passing. It all turns you on so much that nothing else could compare.
You're broken, damaged in so many ways that you've made it a fetish. You're destined to ruin yourself even further, absolutely wreck your health and leave people around you disturbed and in shock as they witness what you're doing to yourself. But as long as you can stuff that greedy mouth of yours, you've got no reason to think or worry about anything. At least, you're wasting your life for my entertainment, giving you some purpose after all.
Now get yourself something to eat. You know you want it.
I imagine myself coming to a dinner invitation with friends I haven't seen in a while, a 700 pound quivering whale boy, a victim of feedism, in nothing but massive stretched out pleather shorts and a fishnet top that leaves nothing to the imagination about where moobs stop and side fat bulges into back fat, waddling and wheezing, leaning heavily on my cane, Gasping "oufffff fuck I wish I wasn't such a perverted freak, then I might be able to move like a normal person" and shuddering grossly with arousal as I sit down on three chairs stood next to each other. Touching myself while eating with one hand shovelling food the other packed tight under my apron gut. they can all hear me tell the pretty waitress "I'm a horny fuckpig and I'd love you to grab my gut while you force me to eat this entire buffet." and MOAN as she voices her disgust
As I lay in bed all I can do is watch my belly grow from just above my knees to just above my ankles. Moaning as my feeder whispers in my ear "you'll never walk again, pig"
Help, feedism is ruining my body 😍🐷
I'm constantly dreaming of weighing 200 kilos, I'm sure that's normal right? 🤣
Imagine me waddling exhausted on a treadmill, the slowest setting since I can't manage any more, grunting as I force my blubbery thighs past each other and it's just really the fat rippling in one place, they're so smashed together there's barely any friction anymore. My moobs are so big that they connect to my back rolls, keeping my arms slightly elevated at all times and they sag to the sides of my sagging lower apron belly. No one is ever seeing my cock again. I think about that as I toil on the treadmill, getting out of breath and so horny. even if I could maneuver my hand between my rolls to reach, my fat pad has swaddled it and my fingers are so fat and my wrists are swollen and unwieldy I'm not dextrous enough to ever jerk myself off again. Huffff... Oufffff... Puff.... I'm a fat fucking pig...
What if you fatten me so you can use my belly button as a fleshlight
I want in a few years to look down at my heavily sagging apron gut and my sadly drooping moobs and know that I ruined my body for my fetish
I'm fantasising about being a soldier who's getting too obese and being mustered out, but not before getting humiliated drill sergeant style.
I got in the army when I was slim, but I wasn't on active duty and let myself go really badly so now my gut protrudes heavily and my fat thighs rub together, bursting the seams of my uniform pants.
sergeant grabs my heavy gut and gives it a slosh and a slap, saying "how the mighty have fallen, you've really let yourself go. Fucking pig" *slap* "you're a pig, soldier"
"YES SIR"
"you're a fat little bitch, soldier"
"I AM A FAT LITTLE BITCH, SIR"
"your gut almost hangs to your knees, bitch"
It doesn't, but my cock twitches at the idea.
"MY GUT ALMOST HANGS TO MY KNEES, SIR"
he pinches a nipple and I moan like a whore
Normal mobility is for people with self control.
I'm an actor fattening up for a role. I used to be fit and athletic. Now I'm gaining weight and getting obese. my friend is seeing me waddle around the house and trying to be a good influence and discourage me from letting myself get so big. I'm pushing donuts in my mouth, my double chin wobbling. "I want it to be authentic" I moan and slap my fat gut hanging out of my t-shirt. I smile. "it's not about looking good, it's about getting as fat as I can before we start shooting! I need to get the physicality right and this character...he is burdened with fat" But I totally let it get out of control. I regret it at 380 pounds and try to lose weight, but I can't, my bad habits are way too ingrained in me. A few years later I've gone from a lean 140 pound athletic model and actor to an obese waddling blimp at 650 pounds and all I get is fatboy roles. I've ruined my body and my career.
I'm a gluttonous feedee pig and I need all my deepest darkest obesity fantasies to become real boo matter how depraved and self destructive
body contrast and oil belly rubs must be my favorite thing in the entire world.
I'm a stupid horny fatboy turning himself into a severely overweight, waddling, wheezing, engorged pig and I wish someone would take hold of me and make me WORSE
My darkest feedism fantasy is a cyberpunk scenario where I have VR goggles surgically fused to my eyes. I no longer have eyes, just a screen that feeds me gainer hypnosis and porn straight to my brain.
At the same time I've got a state of the art nanite device in my ass that both constantly massages my g spot and makes me feel like I'm getting fucked, while processing my waste so I don't have to worry about going to the toilet ever again
My tiny nub is buried in fat and I'm too obese to reach it
I can walk but of course I'm blind to the world and throbbing from constant edging so I need help to stand because I'm so fat and I need to be guided to wherever I'm going
I NEED a gut that hangs so low it gets in my way
I need to be fattened until my gut sags and my thighs are forming their own drooping buttery fat folds in my crotch. Then slap my fattened gut and call me a good boy and a big fat pig.
What if I fatten to 600 pounds and then you lose interest? 🐷