Scientists Announce Discovery Of Button That Can Reprogram My Gender To Whatever You Want. Not Much Is

I desperately need to be like 600 pounds heavier right now. I need to shove as many calories as possible into my body as much as possible every hour of the day. I want walking to the kitchen to get more food to make me completely exhausted. I want standing up to get me out of breath. I want to be covered in so much flab that I can never see my own feet again.

I never want it to be enough. I'm never full enough. I'm never heavy enough. I'm never big enough. I just keep eating and growing. Becoming more and more of a helpless pig. Completely addicted to fattening myself up. Unable to even think of doing anything other than taking the next bite, as my feeder savors every inch of lard on my growing body. Doing whatever she likes to me while I continue shoveling more slop into my mouth. Until she eventually decides I've earned the privilege to finally cum, so she digs through all my soft, heavy fat until she finally finds the only hard part of me.

As the pleasure builds and my body jiggles and shakes, I'm reminded of what I've become. I am an immobile blob. I'm only good for stuffing my face like the hog I am. And this mountain of flab that is my body will NEVER stop growing. Not that I'd ever want to. This is what I was always meant to be.

I'll never lose weight again

I'll never stop eating

I'm just gonna keep getting bigger

I need more

I'm such a greedy pig

I'm such horny fatty

Fuck, I'm never going to stand again

I'm about to break this fucking bed too

Holy shit I'm such a fatass

"Oooohhh please make me fatter! I need to keep eating and growing! Oh yes! Please, I need MORE!" I say as I let out a long moan as I finally cum.

I'm tired. But more importantly, I'm hungry. Can I have some more?

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you let something slide because you were too shocked to react in the moment, you can bring it up the next time you talk to that person, you can text them, you can let them know it won’t slide again in the future. you don’t have to just accept that behavior indefinitely because you couldn’t gather your thoughts to say it made you uncomfortable when it first happened. you’re not making anything awkward, you are giving someone an opportunity to show care for you, and telling them you trust them enough to change their behavior. there is literally nothing wrong or bad with voicing discomfort even if the moment has already passed.

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I'm not a big believer in "return to posting on a message board" as a solution to most social-media-platforms-becoming-hostile problems, but in the case of our specific gay feminist tumblr feedism scene? I think it could work. We're small enough in number and close enough as a posting community that it doesn't seem 100% impossible to moderate.

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chubby boys should be celebrated, considered the beauty standard, and encouraged to grow even more. you get more boy per boy how could that ever be a bad thing

It takes an impressive lack of self-awareness to complain about the wastefulness of golf courses while also consuming thousands of excess calories a day.

It seems like someone is a little bit triggered 😬

Currently wishing for a fashionable enby dandy with sideburns to pick me up and hold me.

Just a reminder that you don't have to pass to be valid as a trans person.

so fucked up that goncharov is only on poob