idealmalephysique
Gluttonous Gamer
just a hog admiring other hogs and trying to get fatter.
SW: 430 CW: 550 GW: 2000
taken but polyamorous, 25. any pronouns pansexual, trans rights, BLM, TERFs/thinspo/minors DNI. Feeders of all genders pls interact
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600lb+ goals
There are so many folks looking to gain weight etc but how many legitimately want to be 600lb+? I’m not talking fantasy. I’m talking IRL and all the thing s that come with it.
Reblog if you’re looking to be truely supersized.
Reblog if you’re also wanting a partner that’s truely supersized.
Let’s get everyone together for a common goal.
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boys are meant to be eye candy and get fat.
i don’t make the rules
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get too fat to masturbate
that's it
that's the post
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I love looking at you. I'm so proud of how big you've let yourself become. What a beautiful gluttonous man I have!
I feel pride as you stuff your face. You were always determined to eat as much as possible - your whole life you fantasized about becoming too fat to move. The world hated your gluttony. Your love towards your own obesity was against everything mainstream society believed. But it brought you immeasurable joy.
You still felt periods of embarrassment. Visiting doctors was the most difficult for you. All of your appointments were unrelated to your weight, but the pressure the doctors put on you to diet certainly influenced your decisions. I'd have to remind you, "The doctors don't know that you enjoy your size. They think they are doing you a favor by recommending diets. After all, they would never guess that your obesity was what you always wanted."
You were always too embarrassed to tell them. I wonder what their advice would be if you stressed that your obesity brought you pleasure? If you told them, "I like my size, what can I do to stay fat, but stay healthy?"
Most likely, they would increase your therapy sessions. No one could possibly like growing heavier and heavier unless they were mentally ill, right?
You kept bringing up dieting. You didn't want to diet, but you felt that you needed to. All the professionals in your life told you that you were too fat. Hearing from me that you were getting too fat was a turn on for you. But hearing it from a doctor put pressure on you. You knew that the medical complex had extreme bias against obese people. You could waddle into a doctor's office with a splinter in your finger and they'd recommend weight loss. So why listen to them when they tell you to lose weight? Being fat was the most pleasurable thing you could think of... so indulge in it! Eat to your heart's content. Enjoy your belly as it grows bigger and bigger, pinning you down on the couch and eventually your bed. Become too fat to move and you'll have my constant attention.
Most obese men don't have what you do. They are unaware that their size can be sexy and they certainly don't have a partner in their lives that encourages that.
As far back as you can remember, you always wanted to be huge. As a young man, you dreamt of growing too fat to walk... too fat to roll over... too fat to fit in a house...
And look at where you are now: married to a woman who wants nothing more than to see you grow too fat to move. Your fantasies as a young man should have prepared you for an adulthood as a morbidly obese freak. Every life occurrence led to the inevitability of you becoming huge. You'd fight against it... despite it being everything you dreamed of.
You were meant to be as fat as possible. So succumb to your desires. Eat to your heart's content. Look forward to the day when you become too heavy to even leave your bed. You'll never want for attention.
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I'm rapidly approaching this territory. My tiny cock is gonna disappear in my blubber 🐷🐷🐷🥵🥵🥵
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Bad habits.
Another meal at the all you can eat buffet. you have gotten used to it by now, its the only way to get yourself stuffed nowadays.
That and the occasions you prepare a hoard of food when you get a juicy bunch of donations. But would it kill you to this time add something that would do your body some good? was it reeeally necesary to add 3 bowls of melted garlic butter to the entire menu you got from that fast food place?
The responde to that, unsurprisingly, is yes! it would kill you. Because by this point you cant handle anything that isnt deipoing in oil, butter or juicy greassines. your poor sore throat can handle anything that causes resistance given the poor thing hast had a break in years. Swallowing loads of bomb calories into the wreckaje that is your body.
You could order a salad this time, try to eat some tomatoes on the sides....but then again, there was a special discount price if you ordered the beer and deep fried mashed potatoes. So i guess next time you will try. or next time...or maybe the next....maybe eventually~
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get addicted to junk food
and not like "omg I'm like soooo addicted to junk food haha I just just stop eating it hehe"
no
do you understand what addiction is? it's a need.
you did this to yourself, you've been eating this greasy junk for years and years and years, your body adapted, it got used to it and it's craving more
your body is in state where it physically and mentally needs it
it needs those greasy burgers and fries and other fast foods
it needs sweet , sirupy sodas, you can't even imagine drinking water
it needs those sugary snacks and cakes
and if it doesn't get them?
you get moody, sad, you body feels empty, you crab it, you shake, you need it
you need it
and you need it badly
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I need belly rubs after breakfast and my gallon of milk
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I have been so lazy since I've been home! I have a real couch now, so I watch TV, read, eat, and sleep on it, making me almost totally sedentary thru the day-thus preserving precious calories to pack into my already fat wobbling gut to make it grow even fatter 😌 went from a little overweight to a BMI of over 47 in 18 months! That sounds like a wild thing to say, and it is 😁
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you’re class III, morbidly obese, because that’s as high as the bmi goes. there’s no bigger obesity class to label you as. you can’t say how obese you truly are.
your scale says ‘error’ because it can’t withstand the pressure of all your weight. it’s been the same number for months. you can’t say how much you truly weigh.
the biggest size at the stores are too tight against your swollen body. your clothes can’t fit on you the way they used to. you don’t know what size you need to wear.
your tape measure can’t loop around your belly. there aren’t enough inches to reach around anymore. you don’t know how wide your fat actually spans.
you’ve outgrown all the labels. you can’t be measured anymore. your obesity is unfathomable.
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I stg there is nothing better than being fat af
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As hot as immobility is, I love the idea of waddling so much.
Being so large that my gut dominates my stance, my world revolves around it now in more ways than one. It’s as if it has its own gravitational pull, jutting out and always entering a room before me - leading the way and guiding me; So big I can always see it, unable to ignore it - so gargantuan even when it’s empty.
The soft, doughy flab that cushions my body quakes and jiggles with every movement - any touch sending waves across my expanse.
The way gravity pulls at my belly, reminding me how heavy it is as it sways between my legs; I try and heft each tree-trunk legs one in front the other, fighting against the fleshy apron that almost reaches my knees.
I’d have to sit down after a pitiful few minutes of huffing through my slow steps, resting on a creaking chair as I shove a snack in my mouth, claiming I ‘need the energy’.
I’d be a public spectacle, crowds parting for me as they wouldn’t want to be trampled by a wobbling whale.
Immobility is hot, but I love the struggle of moving under the weight I’ve burdened myself with.
Make me waddle. 😍
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