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Destruction

You keep feeding me after I beg you to stop.

I'm already full but you keep feeding me more.

Talking about what I like about squashing, how I want to engage in it, and my experiences.

Squashing: My Thoughts

My actual McDonald’s Order from tonight…with my customer service voice and all.

Mcdonald’s order irl

To my feedist bebbies

I just talk about bellies while in a thirsty elevated mood.

Belly On The Brain

Feedee encouragement appreciating your recent gains. :)

(Feedee Encouragement) I Love Your Body

Breakfast is served

That’s it baby.. I know you’re already so stuffed but just a little bit more..please? For me? You know how much I like your fat belly, and this will make it that much fatter. You need every calorie you can get. Come on, open up! Mmm…that’s a good piggy. Now grab that belly for me.

A Brief Note of Encouragement

Be careful what of what you watch on the dark web, you just might see a fetish like feederism gone wrong. Is there any right to it at all? I don't know, but death certainly wasn't the answer until now.

Death By Dark Web Feederism

So you wanna be fat huh? 

It's not just about being fat. You're going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you've ever had. It's like a release. When you're hungry, you're going to eat. And you'll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it's good for you or not. At first you'll feel a little guilty because you'll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You'll eat an entire pizza and you'll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it's gone. Maybe you're getting ahead of yourself... too carried away. But then you'll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don't care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You're not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it's just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it's your entire weekend. Why not? It's your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can't stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You're eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That's not a big deal though. You're only a medium, there's lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You'll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It's not like you're going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You'll gather some self control soon once you've had your fun, I'm sure... 

What you don't realize is that you've passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can't hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you've been doing. The crazy thing is though... you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up... only to regret not getting the full dozen. 

Now you're stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It's puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You're soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You're growing out of extra large shirts - weren't you just a medium a few months ago? You've become addicted.

You can't tell me you don't want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you'll never get out of. Once you've put on the first 30lbs, you'll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You'll try and cut your calories, exercise a little... maybe you'll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You've become so weak-willed and lazy. It's just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can't explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You're spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You're feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

So you wanna be fat, huh?

For a project I am working on, never thought I would get paid to record myself burping. It cracked me up so much, I had to share ^.^

Burps

A little more... a little more, that’s it, you’re so close. Just a few more mouthfuls baby, come on, you can do this. I know it hurts but you’re nearly there. Just look at your belly now, gosh, it’s gotten so swollen! I can’t believe how much bigger you look now than you did this morning. I’m so proud of you, you ate almost non stop today. There was the bacon and pancakes I made you for breakfast, the pack of cup cakes you ate right after... I almost forgot I had to make you all that buttery toast just to fill you up. Then there was all the chips and dips you ate while waiting for lunch. Oh and the box of chocolates we got for our anniversary, can you believe our friends thought that would last at least a week? If I didn’t know you so well I’d be shocked that all that didn’t spoil your appetite for your Burger King lunch. Two whopper meals and onion rings. Oh, and the donuts you got from the little van in town, I mean, the guy’s jaw dropped when you ordered 20, I think he sold them in bags of 3. I had to drive careful over the bumps in the road on the way home, your belly was just so swollen and sore. It was so cute watching you panting for breath while still eating those donuts. They were so dripping in fat that the bags had gone soggy and see-through. It’s no wonder you needed a little nap when we got back. You know, while you were sleeping, I was rubbing that big old belly of yours. It was so puffed out. I listened to your heavy breathing and your belly groaning as it digested all that grease. Then I woke you up for this lasagna. The recipe said this serves 10 people, can you believe that? That’s nonsense you’ve eaten almost all of it yourself. I maybe had a couple of mouthfuls to taste all that cheese, I mean, wow, it’s so rich. No wonder you’re struggling to finish this. Now, come on, just a couple more bites, I need to go finish getting dessert ready. I couldn’t decide if you wanted cake or a pie so I made both. You’ve always got room for dessert baby, right? For me?

Time For Dessert

Getting Fat

Cookies

Funnel Feeding

Your feeder dropped off some cookies for you...then devolves into musing about you.

Feeder Voicemail

Outgrown Pants

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Getting Fat

Snack Attack