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
ok I had second dinner, showered and used my fav lotion, cleaned my face, and played with my boobs and tummy and now I feel better 🥺
Anywaysss look at how cute my thighs and lower belly are! I don’t show my thighs often cause I am bad at capturing how soft and big they are, but they look very cute here!! (also some side roles for yall to see) (also also you can see how bad my pants dig into my belly, time to actually fr size up)
Working in a bakery where all left over treats have to be eaten by staff and work the closing shift every day. Having to eat dozens of different treats daily, not realising the baker ‘accidentally’ keeps baking a few dozen more than normal just to see how long I can go without bursting open my uniform 🤭
such a hot fantasy, then when you outgrow their biggest size they promote you to taste tester
(pig just being fattened up for the pleasure of the owner ^^)
little do they know it turns me on more than anything
i love being fat and squishy, gaining so much weight on purpose simply by eating whatever I want, whenever i want. i love looking at my old body and how small i was in comparison.
the boy who cried wolf except i get you so big that everyone around you questions whether you’re pregnant or not. you laugh off the comments and you explain the real reason behind your wider waist and slower steps: that maybe you’ve just been putting away more pastries and carbs than you probably should be. This continues as you grow, until i eventually feel like you’re ready to carry more weight, in more ways than one. then comes the pregnancy.
but by then, your steadily growing belly—your heavy full tits getting heavier and fuller— it’s constantly mistaken by your peers as a result of your appetite. each month passes, and the comments on your growing figure increase. looks of curiosity turn to concern.
you try your hardest to convince everyone. you’ve been bred and your body is changing into what it needs to be! you really are pregnant, for real this time! but its all to no avail. “we wont fall for it this time!” they say. “your weight is spiralling, dont make excuses for your overindulge and greed”.
your tits continue to grow in size and volume as your tummy gets rounder and tighter, ravaged in stretchmarks. and all the while, the weight sticks to you. by the end of the nine months, your figure has become so indistinguishably obese that nobody even notices a change. to them, you’re just the gluttonous cow you’ve always been, and most likely always will be.