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I cant stop eating
I am an obese 30 year old woman who secretly eats non stop whenever I am away from the public. It has become so bad I have trouble walking because of all the weight I have put on, but yet every night I keep on eating and eating.
I am scared that one day I might eat myself to death but I just LOVE food and being fat. I cant stop myself and the weight keeps piling on.
My husband isnt helping any as he keeps telling me I look ** at this weight and he keeps buying me as much food as I want.
I am proud of the fat both my husband and I put on my body. He loves this blubber, he loves the way it hangs, the way it slows me down, the way it makes me his fat swollen cow, and I dont see myself every being thin again..
http://imgur.com/YgrrqSy,KNjRX0F
Come on men who like fat women, you know you would love for me to smother your face with my **.
So this greedy whale wants some food does she? ;) Look at yourself! Look at all that flab! You’re disgracefully obese and you still just want to eat more and grow fatter?!! Hungry for more to fill your shamefully huge overhanging gut are you piggy? Well okay then you bloated cow if that’s what you want then maybe it’s time you were taught a lesson! You really want more food? You’ll get more food alright! Open wide piggy! Let’s just stuff you so full of fattening treats that people will stare in horror as you swell up like a big fat human shaped balloon shall we? Give you all you can eat, yes even you porky! And then more, and more, and MORE. Strapped down and forced to eat, eat, eat! A never ending flow of sinfully fattening cuisine to stuff you full to the brim, overfull, until you swear one more bite might just make your stomach explode, a 24/7 overfed sow, so much food you’ll swear you can feel yourself getting fatter by the minute as you’re wheeled from restaurant to restaurant, buffet to buffet, and made to eat and eat until all the food is gone as everyone stares aghast in morbid fascination at the size of your belly spilling out in front of you, at your huge bloated body slowly but steadily bursting the seams of your clothes as you gorge yourself on dessert after dessert until every last one is gone.
Holy **, if you were my husband I would be a cow in no time. That really turned me on. You are making Me want to eat
You have a nice set of ** and a nice fat belly hanging over that ** ** of yours
Well thanks to you I have this hard thick morning **. Man you are **. Love all that fat he packed on you.
Wow you sure are a whale. Who washes under all those rolls blubber? I'll be you smell like a loaf of bad cheese. LMAO
Anyone that would ** you is obviously a loser.
I love large women, can't help getting ** around them
I look at it like this. When I met my husband I was fat, I knew he liked fat girls, but I never imagined I would end up marrying him or getting as big as I am now.
I love to eat, he loves fat, as long as he is happy and I am happy whats to worry about. I have pretty much resigned myself to being his personal cow, and eventually eating myself into a fat waddling immobile porker. Walking is already hard, but do I stop eating? No I just keep feeding my fattened bloated face and growing my belly lower and lower and you know what? I have never been happier.
Some of my most incredible memories involve "body **" with an enormously obese older woman, carefully arranged on my face, and comfortable enough to spend almost unlimited time there, while I took her huge ** in my mouth and just endlessly teased and tormented it into multiple **. I was in a state of total sensory deprivation except taste, and breathing with some difficulty through a nasal cannula. I lost all track of time, and my world consisted solely of what so unavoidably filled my mouth. She teased me just enough to keep me on the boil without ever reaching completion myself. I was delightfully unable to escape from under her bulk, even if I'd wanted to! Oh bliss!
I had a girlfriend who loved to eat like you do. We would order in 4 entrees and appetisers for her and 2 for me. She would bring over 5 or 6 cakes and pies. She loved to binge and gain weight. Binging made her amorous and she loved to have her enormous growing belly rubbed.
It's been a long time since an update. I can only hope she ate herself to death with hubby's help.
Let's see.. I have always liked fat girls, I have always dated fat girls, and now I am dating one who was fat when I met her and loves to eat. I encourage it, she is packing on the pounds, I am happy, she is happy.. whats not to like.
This is my girl, coming out of the shower tonight, she knows I love every pound and wants to show it off.
Enjoy
http://i.imgur.com/LfFlD5e.jpg
Very nice, best part of a fat girl is that belly that hangs over the front of the **, they dont even need underwear lol
Fat slob, lose some weight.
Disgusting.
Love her amazing fat body especially her huge belly! Thanks for sharing her!
I remember after I met my first feeder boyfriend, I spent 4 months sitting on my bed eating. I knew it was taking its toll on my already obese body, but I loved the feeling as I grew and grew fatter and fatter.
My boyfriend (who is now my husband) tried to get me up off the bed for a "walk" after 4 months of fattening.
I rolled off the bed and got onto the floor, I managed to get a hand on the floor and heave myself, with heroic effort, to my feet. The feeling of standing was incredible as my bulk swayed and then finally settled. I looked in the mirror; I was at least the size of a cow, gigantic upper arms forcing my arms out at an angle to rest on my sides, which sloped out under them. My stomach was one big round ball, a slight fold passing over a deep bellybutton in the middle that I couldn't even reach to feel. My ** sat on my belly, gigantic, impossible, the size of beach **, huge ** at the ends. My hips were probably four feet wide, and below them, my legs were much bigger around than my chest used to be. My knees were thick with fat, and below them my calves were as big around as basketballs. I tried to move closer to a mirror and found I had to swing my arms to get started, and had to waddle ridiculously for my thighs to clear one another. I tried to walk normally but found that just couldn't move forward otherwise.
Now I am very close to being immobile, I am his fattened piggy and I love the fact that I waddle and can hardly walk.
You are a revolting pig and should be ashamed of yourself. This is the problem with the world today; people simply have no shame. Your boyfriend is going to kill you with all that food and you are dumb enough to help him. What a awful joke mankind can be.
Shaaaadup! Huge fatties are cool.
I love this comment. Any updates?
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This turns me oh so much.
You just keep going. You are a woman, and it is your mission to eat, eat, eat and EAT! A feeder has no use of a woman that can walk, or even waddle. Sit down, open wide and keep eating and gaining.
Hey, I cant manage to date a woman without packing the pounds on her, most of the women I date are fat or chubby to start with, by the time they are with me for a few months, the clothing gets tight, the ** get huge and they are far fatter than they were before. I understand the draw of a hugely fat woman so let your husband have his fun, and you get to eat whatever you want. Become the piggy!
Keep eating and grow that gut so big it drags on the floor. Nothing is hotter than a girl with a HUGE belly apron that covers the front of her **, and HUGE fattened **
You are a pig and your husband is a pig **. He is turning you into a giant gravey balloon for his own sick pleasure. he is a "feeder" and he probably will not stop until you pop.
Your husband is a lucky guy. Don't worry about the food or how big you are getting. It seems that he likes you big and fat and you like to eat so it's a match made in heaven. Everyone's relationship should be so well matched. I'm looking for a woman just like you but all I can find is skinny ** afraid to even put dressing on their salad or fat girls who are miserable because they hate being fat. It **.
If he leaves you, I will shovel food into your mouth until you cant even waddle and hump you till you have 12 organisms, I love fat **.
Tell your husband to stop. Let him know that you'll need his support at helping yourself. You need to do this for you. I know food's temtaptions can be tough, but you have to do this for you. I'd start by buying a few weights and just walking with them. Id this is too much, which is completely understandable, then just start walking. If you can, go to whole foods. Find a balanced diet (I don't mean like the commercialized ones, I mean the way you choose to eat) that will allow you to feel full with smaller balanced portions. And take smaller bites while ya eat!
Hey, if worst comes to worst, know that you're great, and you don't have to hold yourself to anyone's standards of you.
You should seduce your husband into ficking ur weight out of u the best position to loose weight is dogy style
I hear that big fat women love **; is that the truth?
In my experience it is. Fatties love it up the **. I don’t know why but is sure seems to be the case.