Submission and domination

To be strapped to a chair in a dark basement and force fed until I’m 400 pounds and then turned into my captor’s breeding machine, living out my life as his new fat trophy breeder wife.

I'm dating a girl who's athletic like myself, and we're taken in by a bbw woman who makes us her feedee sex slaves. She feeds us drugs and and alcohol to keep us in a stupor making us dumb and submissive, pumps us full of chemicals and hormones to make the weight stick faster, and breast feeds us like her stupid fat children. Days and nights blur together as the two of us become unrecognizable from our once thin toned selves, becoming fat slobs concerned with nothing but feeding and fucking, even as it becomes more and more difficult to have sex with each other as our ballooning bodies push us apart. Once she's satisfied we're both fat and dumb enough she invites her feeder friends over to have their ways with the two of us as well

My feeder will restrict my communication.

The only person I will see on a daily basis will be them. They will have complete control over the words that enter and exit my brain every single day. They will be free to reprogramme me.

I won't be allowed to talk. The only method I'll have of expressing affection is by eating. I'll eat because I'm hungry, I'll eat to thank my feeder, I'll eat to tell my feeder I love them. It will all come to mean the same thing.

They'll only give me commands, and those commands will only be as long as they absolutely need to be. Stand up. Lie down. Eat. Get into the car. Drink it all. There will be no questions, only obedience. My feeder will never say anything else to me, ever.

In time, as I am filled with commands, and nuanced conversation becomes a distant memory, I will come to redefine my feeder's instructions as displays of affection by themselves. I'll have an imaginary language. They tell me to eat, and I eat. A full conversation. No words needed. It doesn't matter how my feeder interprets that.

My vocabulary will slowly disappear. Without any stimulation, so will my intelligence. With every order I obey, I become a little less like a person and a little more like a doll.

Once my feeder's absolute control is normalised and irrevocable, they will be able to do what they like. They can tell me to come with them to meet my old friends. My old friends will be understandably shocked at what I've become. They'll ask me if I'm okay. I can't answer that. I have no way of understanding what that means. It's not an instruction. I will simply be too dumb to answer.

My feeder will say eat, and I will eat; whatever relationships I had with anyone but my feeder will die there and then. I will only be able to understand them. I will only be able to act out their desires. I will only be able to grow for them, and I won't be able to do anything else. I will belong to them, in mind and body, my soul long lost to their whims.

Pretty straight forward really. Get a woman who is very athletic, driven by fitness and careful about what they eat, and make them through encouragement and manipulation to be a fat lazy slob. Getting to watch the person they were be replaced by the new pig they’ve become. Their goals and desires replaced by hunger and laziness.

Dude you have to tell us the dark part 😂

really darkest fantasy starts well before college and with a relative but nothing really sexual but that wont fly here. I'll try to stay vague.
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I break up my brother and his GF. When he isnt around i tease her abut her weight. She is really self conscious and insecure.

One day he leaves his phone on the couch and I'm watching TV and she sends a text. I pick up the phone and text back pretending to be him and tell her that he is breaking it off because she is too fat.

She wont have anything to do with him after that. He figures it out and devises a plan to make me pay.

I would love to submit to that kind of treatment and I would be so turned on

I would love to bloat for you, being stuffed nonstop, my belly getting bigger and bigger.
I have been prefattened for this, I'm eager to experience that.
How large can you stuff me?


I would love you to control my stretch marks, if you are not satisfied with them, force feed me more and make marks into stretch bands.


The fear of bursting, of exploding makes a fatty even fatter.



I'm so curious what your goals are. How fat do you want a man to become? Or do you just keep going, wanting to find out how much feeding it takes to make a man pop, explode with a big bang?

I know that I will turn into a bigger and bigger huge belly more than anything, it dominating me.

I think i shared this before here but y not share it again.
Being restrained to a bed by a feeder being humiliated and force fed until they were happy with the weight I've put on where I'd be unrestrained and if I could still walk only being able to access more food at every point with another force feeding session when she would get back

my fantasy dream and deepest desire is: that my girlfriend a foodie in everything she is, be fed by 2 ssbbw women for a month ,,
consumes around 10,000 calories per day. funneling feed and making my foodie the prettiest feedee.,

that she has gained more than 30 kilo in a month and then wants me as top feeder