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fivefatweeb · 2 days

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#fat #fat anime #weight gain #immobile #fav

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prettynora · 1 day

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Step outside and let nature be your guide

I enjoy the outdoors so much 🥹💕

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chubby-gaynerd · 2 days

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not growing fast enough...

#chubby guy #fat #fat belly #fat piggy #feed me #make me fatter #beer belly #fat kink #fatboy #immobile

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futureimmobilemodel · 12 hours

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Would you believe this is the same person?

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sunnyjayneoz · 3 days

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eyes close🙂‍↔️

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hehey9098 · 3 days

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Loving you to death

Hey, I’m new in Tumblr.My second language is english, i hope my writing is good.It's a bit of a dark story, but I hope you enjoy it.

I remember when you were chubby, just chubby. When you could still walk and get out of bed, when you woke up and looked at me and told me it was the best for you. But everything took a 360 degree turn when you, the usual fat man… became motionless.

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“Honey, I'm just worried,” you told me, almost stopping eating. “My chest hurts lately, you know?”

“Yes I know, I think it's because of your fat family… with their heart problems and all that”

“Do you think I should visit the hospital? I mean, I used to leave the house, but now…”

“Oh fat man, we already talked about this, do you want people to see you like that? With your fat belly hanging out and your huge, greasy cheeks” - I scoffed a little - “how do I put you in the wheelchair?”

“You're right, you're the only one who really loves me,” her eyes were wet. “But you always leave the house and I'm scared.”

“Afraid of what?” “Are you afraid of running out of food while I'm not home?” I laughed out loud and he just looked at me sadly.

“No, you know what happens to fat people like me… heart attacks, cardiac arrests”- he said almost crying- “I don't want to die yet my love, I want to stay with you”

“What do you mean? You will stop eating for fear of death” - I walked away from his body - “You with your nonsense, I will be happy with you if you continue eating”

“Yes honey, I am gaining weight and I will continue to do so… we have our goal, right? I'll reach 450 kilos like you want,” he tried to smile but he seemed scared.

“Of course you'll keep swallowing if that's what you do all day,” I told him as he squished his cheeks. “Also, little one, why don’t we eat pizza?”

I fed him day after day, more and more each day, but there came a point where I stopped feeling love for him. I always wanted Agus to be eating, every part of him excited me… but only excitement without love. That night while we were in bed, I noticed him agitated.

-Rubí, I can't breathe- she was extremely agitated, but she was already prepared- Rubí, help me.

I hooked him up to an oxygen tank instantly, it was about time… I found it quite strange that he hadn't needed it before.

“Ruby, I'm hungry, please feed me,” he pleaded as she clutched her stomach.

“You already swallowed 8 minutes ago, I won't give you any more food” I feigned annoyance “Besides, pigs don't talk and you're just my pig”

“Ruby” He said with tears in her eyes. “Can I go to a hospital?” I'm not going to live anymore and you know it”

“You never know when our death will be, stop being an idiot” I sighed Stop talking, now I will feed you… I want to see how your fat expands

“Rubí, you only wanted me for your satisfaction” he closed his eyes and cried again “why can't you love me? I thought you wanted us to spend a life together”

“Agus, for me right now it's easier to see you as a pile of fat just to satisfy me” I said smiling.

“I thought you loved me too, I will be fat…maybe my heart has filled with fat and my blood has sugar because of my irresponsibility with my diet, but I have feelings and you played with my life and my health”

“You are my pig, I will not leave you in a hospital… the day you die will be when you eat your last bite”

“Rubí my love… I am your prisoner, at least love me in this time that you have left with me” I sigh tiredly

“Agus, I can't love a pig like you”

Rolls and rolls of butter piled up on the bed, her fat arms and deformed legs… his cheeks were big and she was constantly sweating even though she did nothing. He had a sad look and I know that his health was in danger, while he was sleeping one night I took blood samples and understood about his diabetes, hypertension and other problems.

That night Agus had headaches and again clutched his heaving chest. He was eating hamburgers while he told me nice things and that he loved me. I looked at him with guilt for not taking him to the hospital, but I didn't want a diet for him, I just wanted him to gain weight so his face would be full of fat. I didn't think he really loved me until that damn night.

"Rubí, what do you think… if we have a romantic date at home," he told me with a small smile on his face. "Like when we were young."

“A date, huh? With wine and food for both of us?” I said taking him by the hand -“The two of us eating at the table? Fat man, you are immobile

“But with luck we can both be at the table, with your help and that of the firefighters” his eyes were hopeful “Plus it would be nice to have a date with candles and that”

“Of course, while stuffing yourself with food? I would be embarrassed if the strong, sexy firefighters saw me with a motionless pig.” I looked him into his eyes. “Can you imagine what they would say: “poor woman living with a disgusting pig who doesn't even know how to bathe.”

Agus looked down and I realized that I made him feel bad for my comments. I grabbed him by the chin and told him to look me in the eyes. His teary eyes broke me.

“Honey, I'm disgusting, right? You always have to humiliate me, I don't like it when you do it. Because I treat you like a goddess and you just make fun of me.”

“Oh come on, I was just joking” I smiled “You're not going to feel bad just because of some comments…”

“The comments are always there. You always humiliate me. Like when you told your friends: "He's very fat and I feel sorry for him," he wiped away his tears.

I left the room, I hate when Agus gets so dramatic. I don't have time for that sentimental shit.

August:

It was a bleak afternoon at home, my wife was at work, but I had a surprise for her. I put on my new shirt with tie and shorts… I felt agitated again, but it was worth it. I left the Chinese food that was our favorite on the bed and bought some candles and wine. I even combed my hair and shaved, I wanted him to realize when he arrived that I'm not disgusting and I try to do everything possible to make him notice me like before.

The door opened and she entered the room, I was very nervous and scared. She looked at me and sat on the bed without saying anything.

"Why are you doing this?" She said with disgust: "I'm tired, take this off the bed and let me sleep."

"Oh come on, don't play hard to get," I smiled. "He's from your favorite restaurant and do you notice anything different about me?"

"Maybe we can enjoy the food," she said, tasting it. "You look good little pig, what I said on Thursday about you being disgusting isn't true."

I knew that Rubí did not take care of my health, she only felt excited by my body and although what she told me hurt me… I had to accept it. I, however, loved her too much and she knew it, he was still the same shy, polite and romantic boy. I remember that when we were teenagers she would go on weekends to talk to her father to let her go out with me.

“What's wrong my fat man?” She took my hand. "What are you thinking?" “She said,” she said, wiping a tear from my fat cheek.

"You were my first love and you will be the only one I will always have" I sighed "We have been through so much… I want to stay with you forever."

“I know, but I don't want you to lose weight… if I take you to the hospital, the first thing they will put you on will be a diet.”

“I can die and you act like you don't care about my death.” I felt hurt at that moment and cried harder. “Rubí… when was the last time you told me 'I love you'?”

“I don't know, it was a long time ago” she drank some wine.

"I know, it's been a long time since you kissed my lips" I looked down. “It's been a long time since you hugged me.

I approached my wife and kissed her, she followed me. When she ended the kiss I moved again, I blushed… I had no idea why. I looked at her a little longer and prepared to hug her as she told her that she loved her. We drank wine and I was satisfied with the food, I put my chubby hand on my stomach.

That night she hugged me, she pampered me and above all she fed me but my body couldn't resist. My heart that always beat for her, stopped doing so. Some doctors said it was because of a diabetic coma and others because my heart was no longer working well. But Rubí knows that before she died she told him one last “I love you.”

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Story I wrote months ago, I guess I got bored and just put words. As a good FFA that I am, I write about the best thing that exists: “Fat men so greedy that they eat until they die”