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This is what I get for giving in.

I can’t focus without being absolutely stuffed. I smell food and get hard. I hear my belly growl and I start drooling. I wake up in the middle of the night making the most dense filling food I can find, so I can pass out with my hands all over my gut.

I hear the word fat and instead of getting hard, I get hungry. Only when I feel my belly begin to stretch….fuck.

I have no thoughts left, just horny browsing and stuffing my face. Playing with my little tdick that I won’t be able to see if I keep this up.

I want to. I need to. I know I won’t be able to turn back. I know I won’t be able to stop.

So make me the fattest you can. Control my meals, force feed me when I don’t comply, make sure I’m painfully stuffed as you taunt me about how I’ve gained, how clothes fit, how much of a blob I’m becoming.

Fuck. Once I’m immobile just keep me tube fed, you’d barely be able to keep up with my gut anyway.

Control my urges. Make sure I can’t get off before im so full I can’t breathe. Train me to enjoy food wildly, stuff my holes with vibrators and keep it going while I eat.

Make me gorge constantly. Make me beg you to make me fatter.

Sabotage my meals with appetite stimulants so no matter how much I’ve eaten I can’t quite squash the hunger. Just alternating pained groans and hungry growls.

I need it. I can’t focus on anything but how fat I want to be.

Feed me

I forced down my third pound of pad Thai…

I can still eat more I’m sure….i can still sit up.

Time to go back to gorging 🥵 good boys get huge after all