Eat, you fat fuck! (Patreon)

It's what you live for now. You live to eat. Your life revolves around laying around with your mouth full and your head dull. Fat and dumb. Surrounded by comfort food sitting behind a T.V. Slowly fattening yourself up with every bite. Your bed just seems so welcoming now that you never want to leave it. The warmth, softness, and comfort is just an illusion to what it will turn into one day. A prisoner in your own body, never leaving the spot you chose to stay in. Fat clogging up your arteries and pushing its way around your organs filling up every inch of your insides. You won't stop though, grease and corn syrup is what's for dinner, my pig. Relax, lay back, and let me push you further into the bed. Let me break your will. A sloppy food filled mouth is what I want. So crammed full of junk food that its spilling onto your chins and chest. Your hands are sticky from frosting, syrup, and sugars. The buttons on your clothes popping off is a sign of your body filling up with excess fat. Your manners have decreased since we met. Burping and farting whenever you please just to make room for more garbage. Your mouth always being pumped full of carbs and sugar like a typical obese hog. Your body spreading out even wider with pounds upon pounds of fat piling up. Your arms are swollen like thick plump sausage rolls and your ass is so globular it's beginning to look deformed. I hope you aren't going to miss having a life again because you're eating yourself into an early obesity driven grave. I'll just enable your gross habits and funnel more pure lard into you. I'll record you being a hog and let my feeder friends come over and stuff you even more. We'll hoist your severely obese body up and weigh you as you feast for hours. After I've seen you are completely helpless I will have no mercy for you. I'll inject you with hormones to slow your metabolism down to a crawl and really watch you plump. Your life will revolve around being a literal pile of blubber for me to use. Just so you know, you will suffer throughout the entirety of our feeding sessions. Non stop pain of thick greasy slop being funneled into your burgeoning gut while it distends further outwards. Your legs and arms will bloat with fluid and your digestive system will grow ulcers from my sadistic feedist wrath. If I can get you to live to be ten thousand pounds your organs and body will implode on itself. Thats how you live to truly be a fat fuck.

But you'll be too fucking obese to stop me.