Out of breath, wheezing as you get to the last step at the top on the stairs. Your husband has made you go for a jog but to no avail, you’re too big to even want to try to run. You sit down at the top, the door to your apparent is right there but you don’t have the energy for that anymore. You need a break.
Who is wanting to be stuffed by massive amounts of food and drink day in and out by a cruel master who when your groaning and saying no more he keeps going they send you to the hospital more than once with alcohol poisoning then near the end when your a 900 pound blob with a very bad liver it’s a race to see which will give out first that heart with each bite of greasy burger ? Or that liver with each shot (1/2 a bottle per shot) well piggy which you want to give out first
Oh gosh >///< I want both to give out!! the thought of them both sounds super hot. That’s what I want, both. Eating and drinking to my bodies failure in every way
When i feed you to death, ill invite lots of my skinny mean hot friends round to take photos, humiluate and eventually help me pop you. They think its gross and kinda amusing how you keep crying for mercy.
Having 10+ people getting all handsy and stuffing me till I pop? Just yes~ And not to mention the humiliation, this ask is around just a perfect time.
What's your most fucked up fantasy? Like the one you only think of on special occasionz
Oh with a doubt I know this one. It’s to have my feeder feed me to death, while I’m having my last heart attack he climbs on me, jerks off on me, and tells me how much he always hated me, degrading me in my final moments. Afterwards he would keep my lifeless flesh for his own “enjoyment”
are you interested in mutual gaining? maybe mutual gaining to death? you fatten and feed eachother until your mobility is lost and a sadistic evil feeder offers to move in and fatten you both to death.
Oh Mutual gaining is always my favorite!! The more fat the better, right?
*sneaks u extra food + booze while ur hospitalized after ur 6th heart attack, making ur blood sugar spike so bad u fall into a diabetic coma and suffer permanent brain damage ❤*
*does it again as soon as u wake up ❤❤*
H-Huh? W-Where am, I...? O-Oh wine and burgers? Why thank you! (Thes is the 7th time you've heard me say these exact words)
If you had me all to yourself for a day, would you be aggressive and feed me till I throw up and then have rough sex? Or would you be gentle, feeding me in bed and when I’m all plump full we make love after?
Such a gluttonous word, “more.” What, you’re not full yet? More. You wanna keep your high going? More. You wanna get even more piss drunk? More. I want more. More until my heart pops or my gut splits. More until I feel like throwing up on myself, more until I don’t know where I am. More will be the only word I say