My Husband is Feeding Me To Death

How are things going for you recently?

Not too bad. My husband isn't aggressively stuffing me anymore. Although I did overdue it this past weekend and I'm still full from it, but I did it on my own. He just made the food available to me and encouraged me to eat as much as I could. I guess that's just how it is going to be. Not that it is going to change what is going to happen to me, but at least it will be more on my own terms.

I'm glad that you're doing much better and have come to terms with your situation. Out of curiosity, what's your most recent weight?

Thank you for your concern. So far things are much better. My husband is treating me with more respect and he isn't so aggressive with the food. I think he is figuring out that I am my own worst enemy and that I will eat myself into an early grave all on my own. All he needs to do is make the food available and I will do the damage. We've even started having a more intimate relationship again and we are having lots of fun with my fat....🤭

I was weighed this past weekend and I've gained around 9 pounds this past month which puts me at 772lbs. I may have gained more but I probably lost a few pounds during that horrible episode of food deprivation forced on me by my mom. Eventhough it was only about a week in duration, I was kept on a diet of less than 1000 calories a day. I don't know how much I lost but it had to be at least 5 or 6 pounds.

Sounds like you are doing well, and living your best fat sow life. I love how your children are like you piglets they will grow to be beautiful sows as well. I hope to find a woman just like you and breed some piglets of our own. Do you have any tips for finding a nice sow of my own?

Dumb greedy sow is going to die a pig's death.

Dumb greedy sow is going to die soon.

Sure looks that way. She's almost 800lbs and the average human body can't take much more than that.

Just eat like a huge pig. You'll be dead soon away. For most fat hogs, once the human body exceeds the 700lbs it starts to fail. Keep eating like you do and you'll be either dead or hospitalized in 2 years at best. Then your feeder husband can go a find another fat pig to fatten and start the process of bloating up another dumb, greedy, sow.

Go away

No, you go away, simp.

I'm back home with my husband and kids. I couldn't deal with the extreme food deprivation my mom and sister were putting me through. My mom has disowned me again and I'm certain that this time there is no going back. My husband and I are working on an agreement to just let me eat without the extreme stuffing and no more funneling unless I want it. I'm also working toward the children being put on more balanced diets. He has agreed to work on our issues and leave the kids out of it... I'm fat and I'm a greedy pig. I'm not going to deny it and in reality I don't care how fat I get. I'm already past the point of no return. I'm just going to eat and let the chips fall were they may. Being at the mercy of my mom and her fanatical and abusive fatophobia for the past week has taught me that I cannot live that way because it will surely kill me faster than my weight will. It was an extreme reminder of my nightmare of a childhood. I will not live that way for one more second again.

That's where a big fat pig like you belongs. Now stay with your feeder husband and live the life of a prize hog. Just eat and eat until you are stuffed beyond full everyday and enjoy it. Open your tree trunk legs when he wants it and let him have his way with your bloated **.

That's pretty much what I'm doing. Thankfully my husband is not aggressively stuffing me and he is just letting me eat at my own pace. I think he has finally discovered that I'm my own worst enemy.

Does he expect you to eat until you can't fit another bite in? have you tried to lie about your fullness since you went back to him? what about funnel feeding? has he tried that yet?

I am so sorry you had to go through that. food addiction is real. and your stomach is all stretched out from years of abuse. has your husband gone back to aggressive feeding or is he complying with your terms?

So far so good. He is still feeding me but he isn't forceful with it and he has promised me that he will not embarrass me in front of family and friends unless I am okay with it. I'm fine with this eventhough I know that I going to get heavier and he is going to show me off. Hopefully my weight will level off sometime soon but if not, oh well, we'll see where it goes. Yes food addiction is very real. I was sort of in denial about it until I was cut off from my drug of choice... It was literally unbearable. I thought I was losing my mind but it's better now... My main concern is the children. They have grown too accustomed to extremely large portions of food and all too frequent snacks. We are going to have to work on that. My oldest is already the fattest girl in her school/class by quite a lot and she is proud of it. Not sure how I'm going to address that when her little friends are all cheering her on..

Just let your kids be big and fat. It's a real thing now. Fat girls are finally getting the love and attention they deserve. Let your daughters grow up like big fat pigs. Don't deny them food like you were denied. Imagine how huge and hot you would be right now if your mom didn't starve you. Like mother like daughters I say.

I'm not going to deny them food but I just hope they don't end up as big as me.

At least you are accepting the fact that you are a big fat pig. You'll eat yourself to death with or without your deviant husband's help. Your fat kids will do the same.

Okay, so I got away from my husband... For now. My family finally relented and took me in. I'm living at my sisters house and have been here for two days now and things are not going that well for me. The house is not set up to accommodate my size and I am craving food like crazy. I am used to eating almost constantly and my sister and mother refuse to feed me more than 3 times a day and the food is low calorie, fat free cardboard and rabbit food. The food cravings are killing me. I'm panicked, agitated and on the verge of hysteria. My stomach is so empty that it growls cobstantly and at times hurts because it's full of nothing but gas and roughage. The food deprivation my family is putting me through is as bad as my husband's stuffings. Emotionally I am a wreck because of this and also I don't know what my husband is doing to the children. He won't let me see them or have them with me. I'm almost ready to go back to him. I don't know what to do because the lack of my coping mechanism (food) isn't allowing me to think clearly. I'm hoping and praying that it will get better over the next few days or I will crack under the strain.

Call a nursing home or hospital, see if they will help you lose some weight while keeping you at least somewhat satiated hunger-wise. I hope things improve for you

I do not have the money for a hospital and the local hospital wants to treat me as an outpatient. My family would not agree to the diet they would prescribe because my mom says it's too much food for me and too much trouble. Growing up in my house I was literally starved because my mom always thought I was too fat. In HS I used to pass out from low blood sugar almost weekly because of the diet I was kept on. The closest nursing home that has a bariatric unit is over 100 miles away and has a waiting list of over a year long. I'm on the list but, I don't know if I can wait that long. I'm about ready to break from the stress and call my husband to come get me out of this nightmare. You have no idea how horrible it is to have an addiction like this and be cut off cold turkey. At this point I would actually prefer to be stuffed 24/7 and just explode. At least it would be an end to it.

You can hold out, I believe in you! Do it for your sake, for your kids' sake!

Someone in this thread was able to do it. I believe that you can too: https://www.confessionpost.com/34234/my-girlfriend-is-making-me-fat

You have no idea how horrible this is. This morning they gave me a rice cake, 1 poached egg, and a glass if water. That's all I've had today. It's like being a kid all over again which was a food deprivation **. I still waiting on lunch and if it is anything like yesterday it will be a bowl of lettuce, no dressing and a couple of carrot straps. I can't do this like this. I'm literally losing my mind.

Go away, simp.

How fat are you now? You need to just eat and eat until you explode. Just enjoy the attention and become the fattest woman ever.

I don't mind being fat but being the fattest does not really appeal to me and for obvious reasons. Why is it that you feeders think that feedees won't mind being the fattest of the fat? Being an extreme size like that has a lot more cons than it does pros including premature death.

There are a lot worse things to die of. Just eat like a pig and let it happen. And when you become the world's fattest woman just bask in the limelight knowing that you are #1. There are many guys that would kill to get with all that enormous flesh so enjoy.

Sounds like a plan about now.

Does your husband let you wear clothing or are you naked all the time? What do you two do when he's not feeding you? Does he make love to all your blubber? Maybe you are going about it wrong. Maybe you should just please him and eat continuously.

I wear what fits but nowadays nothing seems to fit. Mostly I wear a big dress or a nightgown. My husband would like to try and keep me naked but it's not appropriate in front of the children. It's bad enough that what I'm able to wear doesn't leave much to the imagination. At least he is not too controlling about what I wear. When he's not stuffing me we watch TV together, we talk, or we have **. In many respects, not much different than any married couple.... I am currently weighing my options. Should I just do as he says and please him or get away from the situation altogether. Bother are very difficult and both have their pros and cons. Time will tell.

Definitely get away. staying has only one endgame. at least if you leave or try to leave you aren't loosing anything he's just going to feed you either way

I would like to believe that you are right but getting away is not that simple. I checked this morning about getting into a hospital psychiatric ward. I need a doctor's diagnosis and once I informed them about my weight and size they told me that they didn't have the accommodations. They suggested a bariatric nursing home but that will require a medical diagnosis as well and there is only one within 100 miles of me that specializes in my level of obesity and the waiting list is over a year. I already know that the two women's shelters in the area cannot accommodate me as I need assistance with mobility, bathing, using the toilet and dressing. Also they wouldn't able satisfy me food wise. They would put me on a diet which I'm not yet ready for. Food right now is my main coping mechanism and restricting that would have detrimental effects on me emotionally and mentally. Plus I would not be able to take care of my children alone so they would end up staying here or at worst be placed under the supervision of child services. If I managed to get away I would fear for them as my husband would probably use them to get me back. It's looking more and more like I'm here to stay, like it or not.

What state do you live in? Maybe you can discreetly call the police, or Child Services?

I'm in Alabama. I think we are the second most obese state in the nation. There are so many fat people here that the authorities aren't going to bother helping me. Some time ago I tried to get the police involved. They just shrugged it off and told me to see a doctor for weight loss. My husband was livid and it set off a round of abusive feeding that I don't want to relive. I checked with a lawyer about separation from my husband and she advised me to lose weight first. A woman's shelter will not take me because I'm so big. If I did manage to leave, no judge would allow me to take my children until I lost enough weight to support myself and take care of them. As I stated multiple times I don't want child services involved because they will put my kids in foster care and once in the system, I will never get them back.

The abusive feeding he does what makes it different from normal feeding? frequency? Portion size?

These bouts of abusive feeding may well be worth the risk. Because the pay off is freedom from the whole thing if you manage to find help. You could for instance have the psychiatric ward of the nearest hospital send an ambulance for you for admission. you could stay there for a few days and contact the authorities and non profits for battered women. just a thought.

I would definitely risk his abusive feeding spurts for the payoff of getting out of there.

I will look into your suggestion. I never thought of contacting a psychiatric ward.. I would have to time it just right as my husband is almost always here. If an ambulance shows up when he is home, he isn't going to let them take me without some kind of court order. Plus I may not even fit in the ambulance. When I was in labor with my last child I was 635lbs and had to be taken to the hospital by ambulance. They barely fit me in it and it took about 6 EMS people to move me. My pregnant belly was just so huge that I couldn't stand or walk without help. I'm well over 100 pounds heavier and much wider now. People my size aren't that easy to move but if I don't try something soon, I will be so big that it will be all but impossible to get away from here.

Just gotta inform them ahead of time of the situation and what to expect. You may be able to get a court order. but getting away physically I think is most important. I would start by calling the folks at a place like that and asking/explaining your situation. hopefully he doesn't catch u

How are you doing? Hubby stuffing your face again today?

Yes, it's the same everyday.

Hey Hambaleena, what's the biggest part of you? Are you all belly or do you have a nice juicy rear end and big thic legs? How are your **, big fat and floppy or small and forgettable? When you waddle do your wobble, and jiggle like jello? How big is your fupa? Can your husband even find your joy buzzer or does he just poke you anywhere and blow his ** between the folds?

Why do you people have to be so gross and mean? Do you get off on being that way? Just so you know, it says more about you than it does me.

We all make mistakes. but they do not justify what he is doing. Have you ever thought about a mobilized scooter? might be able to get away with one of those.

Yes we all make mistakes BUT I made a huge one. I betrayed my husband's trust, our marriage vows and I did it for the dumbest of reasons. It really is unforgivable.
I have a mobility scooter but it's in the garage on the floor below me. I'm sure it needs to be charged. Just getting to it would be a neat trick for me. He has thought of everything to keep me here... We live in a very rural area and it's kind of remote. I'm not even sure where I can go for help. I know I won't make it to the nearest town and the nearest neighbor is a paranoid lunatic Trump fan. He has his property locked down like Fort Knox. He'll probably shoot me if I try to get passed his security gate.

Mobility scooters aren't meant for fat blobs like you. They are meant for people with true disabilities not big fat slobs that can't put the fork down. Lose weight, you fat pig. Maybe then you can change your life. But you probably won't because deep down you like this life and you will do nothing until they have to cut a big hole in your house to drag your huge ** out, you are disgusting.

He will have to use an exploding harpoon like the ones they shoot whales with. Just eat whatever your husband stuffs into you until you die and stop whining about it. As weird as it sounds your husband is doing society a small favor by taking care of you and eliminating you at the same time. This should happen to more piggy people as a social lesson for being so stupid, greedy, and gluttonous.

How fat are you now? What is your end goal? How big is too big for you? Your husband is evil but knowing that he is creating an enormous fatty gives a lot of us a thrill. Women like you are hard to find so for many of us would be feeders, the thought of you being stuffed full to the bursting point is perfect fap material. You guys should start a website and show off all of your **, growing, body.

Sure it's hot when we hear of her stuffing sessions or how big she has gotten. but over 750 lbs is too much. Feederism needs to be a mutually enjoyable experience in which both partners are wanting and consenting to it. In this case he is committing slow murder. If I were feeding someone from a start of 170 lbs I wouldn't take them past 400 or whatever they are most comfortable with. Besides, just gaining weight on its own is great, but it's the stretching of her poor tummy and the stuffed to bursting that is better.

You are 100% correct. The feeder/ feedee relationship needs to be 110% consensual regardless of the goals the feeder has for his or her feedee. That is something my relationship with my husband lacks. In truth I don't mind the idea of being an extreme feedee and becoming the world's fattest women, I just don't want it forced upon me without consent or concern for my wellbeing.

750 is not too much. It's just the beginning of the end. This fat cow could easily do 8 or 900lbs, maybe even a 1000 or more. She will cry and whine all the way until the fire dept has to take a wall down to get her enormous fat body out of the house. That's exactly what most of us feeders want to see. Stop being such a simp. She is playing on your sympathy.

Sounds like you have first hand knowledge. have you fattened someone like that? Did you also treat her like a balloon to be filled with food till its about to explode?

No I have no experience but I fantasize about all the time and I would love to find a fat pig male or female and force feed them to enormous proportions. I believe that this is what these fat pigs really want out of life. They want to just eat and be fattened like livestock. It's the ultimate in living with no personal responsibilities. Just be a big fat greedy slob and be worshipped for it. It's obviously a short meaningless life but that only becomes a concern for the fat pig at the very end and it's too late by then.

I'm not sure how to feel about your comment. I suppose I should be happy that I provide some entertainment for you and those like you. But at the same time, it also makes me sad that there are guys like you who want to sexually objectify me simply because I'm morbidly obese and gaining weight. I'm not just an object for your carnal pleasure. I'm a person. It may be hard for a person like you or my husband to accept but it's reality.

How was last night? brutal? How are you feeling today so far? hopefully you are not in too much pain.

It's pretty bad right now. Last night was bad but not as bad I expected. I think my stomach is stretching and can hold more food. We just finish breakfast and opening gifts. I got a beautiful set of diamond earrings from him and a diamond tennis bracelet which has to be adjusted to fit my big fat wrist. I guess I can wear them in my casket. It's really tough to breathe right now from all the pancakes and bacon he fed me. I'm full right up past my chest and my stomach feels like it's filled with cement..I have to start the process of getting washed up and dressed before his family gets here and then the real horror starts. I'm bracing myself for what they are going to say and do. Thankfully after today I won't see them in one big group for a while.

I hope they aren't too cruel to you. remember none of what they say is true. I'll bet even though you are stuffed right now he will probably push you to eat even more. Best of luck. hopefully your tummy has stretched and you won't hurt too bad.

I hope you are ok later today

It was very bad yesterday. I wasn't ready when my in-laws and his sister got here and my husband paraded me naked in front of them. I was in the kitchen drying off from my sponge bath and they came in unanounced. All I had was a towel to try and cover me and it didn't cover nearly enough of me. I tried to get up and run to the next room but I'm so big and fat that all I could manage was a hurried waddle. All my fat was shaking and rippling. They were laughing and taking pics with their phones as I was squeezing thru the doorway between the kitchen and the dining room. But that wasn't even the worst of it. As I got to the living room I was so out of breath from exertion and panic that I fell and went face down, ** up in the middle of the living room floor. As I hit the floor belly first, I lost control and peed and pooped myself. I tried frantically to up but I couldn't because I'm so heavy. I was screaming for my husband to help me but he was laughing to hard to bother. After they were done laugh and taking pics they just left me there. My mother-in-law came over to me, with a blanket to cover me, stopped dead and said "Pew you stink, you beached whale" and then left the room complaining about the smell. It was horrible. I'm still shaking.

Oh that's terrible I'm so sorry. you are worth soo much more than that. I hope he didn't make you eat also on top of that terrible treatment. At least its over now. I wish you could leave him

LMAO. Fat worthless cow.

Do you ** yourself often? My wife is around your size and loves backdoor fun. When she gets startled or scared suddenly she has been know to shoot a surprise missile out of her big ** hole....😆 God I love big fat girls. They are so much fun. We have a 6 year old daughter and a 3 year old son who are little fatties too.

What was the worst day you have experienced with him so far? how did you cope? Has he ever gotten mad and been really cruel with his stuffings?

Everyday is pretty bad lately. I don't think I can point to the worst day but this past Thanksgiving weekend was pretty bad. He made me eat a whole 16 pound turkey over the course of 4 days with stuffing and potatoes and 2 whole pumpkin pies. A friend of his catered it. I thought I was going to die.

I'm so sorry that's awful. I bet you felt like your stomach would just rip after that. Show the ** what stuffed really is and eat till you lose it all over him when he is standing close.

Do you even get a chance to digest before he is back to feeding you?
Im glad he doesn't tie you up when he forces you to eat. Although you may be too big to get away as you have said.
What causes him to be particularly aggressive sometimes as you have mentioned before?
Honestly its just a matter of time before a health event sadly. Especially at the rate he is making you gain. I hope you arent sadistically fed over xmas.
Have you considered cannabis? could help with your feelings of being about to burst all the time.

I don't know if cannabis will help. I used to smoke weed in HS and college and it just made me hungrier. I never really get a chance to full digest my food. As soon as my belly starts to feel a little comfortable, He is at me again. He pretty much has me on a schedule. He doesn't tie me unless he is funnel feeding me because he knows I don't like having that tube shoved down my throat and I fight it. He will zip tie my wrists (they're too fat for the handcuffs now) and he will lft my arms over my head and hook them to the hoyer lift. Its really uncomfortable because my arms are so awfully heavy.... I've begged him not to do it but he just laughs, jiggles my fat arms and calls me his "prize hog". He only gets aggressive when I fight him. If I just submit and grin and bare it, he feeds me slower and doesn't shove the food in my face. Sometimes he will even let me eat at my own rate as long as I eat ALL of what he puts in front of me. It's kind of scarey how much my stomach will take before it gets too painfully full. I know it's only a matter of time before I have a health episode that I probably won't survive... I'm 32 years old and I don't think I will see 40. I may not even see 35. I've told my husband my fears and he just smiles because I know that's his end game for me.

He is a cruel person. Do you ever feel angry at him?
don't let his family get to you. you are not worthless or disgusting.

How is xmas eve going so far? has he been intensely stuffing you? hopefully you are feeling ok and not like you will explode.
Just know there are others sending happy thoughts your way tonight and tmro.

Yes, I feel angry at him but I have to be real, a lot of this is my own fault. I was stupid, greedy and self-centered. I thought I could control it. I never thought it would get this bad. I should have gotten out hundreds of pounds and years ago. I never should have let myself get the ** big.
He is cooking dinner right now and he will start stuffing his fat hippo soon. I'm dreading it because I'm still full from the last meal. He's making perogies and all kinds of fish (a Christmas Eve tradition). Some of the things he knows are my faves and that I can't resist them. It's going to be bad. The only bright spot is the intimacy we will have after the kids go to bed and the presents are under the tree. Tomorrow will be worse with his family here. They will get into the act as well, egging me on and calling me things like fat dumpling and such. I will be expected to eat and eat and eat until I go face down in the mashed potatoes. If I don't, it will cause a huge screen and he will force feed me after his family goes home. It will be a ** night if I don't eat as expected.

Well best of luck
maybe he will be impressed and kinder if you not just eat as expected but go above and beyond asking him for more and really putting on a show of pushing yourself. maybe bad idea but it would probably excite him and he may be happier therefore easier on you later

He's not "cruel". He's just giving her what she deserves and deep down what she wants. He knows his piggy very well and just how to please her. She needs to just stop all the whinging and whining and please her husband.