Extreme obesity

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Two are really regular ones.
First is to have a feeding vacation, feedee is just stuffing all day for 4 weeks no clothes in the sun perfect weather and just fill her up. Getting home 10 Kilos heavier 🤯

Second being fattened by a strikt female feeder Mistress, being fored to eat for sexual pleasures, punished when not eating up to her expectations. compleatly blowing up to be an massiv 200-300 Kilo fat blob 😂
2 years

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Beeng a 400+ kilo Feedee, remain a month in the room + bathroom with a tiny naked slave girl, that ordered by my mistress feed me 30 kilo more.

Slave that got a quest feed me, and own me while she do her work.

Also she regularly drugged to increase her sexual activity and hates fat partner.
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

SSBBW4U:
My ultimate fantasy is to find a severely dominant feeder who wants an ltr to marriage. A man who stuffs me all day from morning to bedtime. He keeps me barely waddling around. I am so fat that I can only go sideways through doors. I can barely waddle around, the purest of fat jiggles and wobbles with every waddled step I take. He stuffs me a little bit more everyday.


that sounds amazing
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Since the question is about pure fantasy, I envision being placed on a very comfortable sofa, and being fed without taking a break at all-- 18 hours a day, for a week. I would be stuffed with dozens of pizzas, burgers, macaroni and cheese, pasta, pie, and donuts around the clock, and I wouldn't be allowed to stop. Between dishes, I would funnel 2 L of shake, possibly getting in 10 L a day. During this time, I wouldn't be allowed to cover my belly. My shirts would be pulled up over it so it would be bare and completely unrestrained. By the end of the week, my belly button would pop out, and I would be 50 lb heavier. My gut would be so tight, I would whimper when my partner touched it because of all the pressure inside. When I finally emerged and saw people again, they would gasp at the bloated orb I had become in such a short period of time.
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Tbh my biggest fantasy is to actually become the fattest person ever. All I want to do is stuff myself 24/7
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

ending up crushed under the big hairy dadbod of a huge gaybears or gaycub, and hearing his stomach gurgling in my face which is completely buried in his fat while he makes huge beastly burps because he has just finished eating tons of food.🤤
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Melchior:
I just love the idea of enabling my feedee to the point of immobility or borderline immobility, but on top of that she becomes increasingly spoiled, demanding, and lazy as time goes on. Like yes, please quit your job so you can spend all day sitting on the sofa watching TV, masturbating, and begging me for your third fast food delivery of the day. Who cares if almost my entire salary ends up being spent on your gut, as long as it keeps sagging close and closer to the floor. 🥵
I wish you weren't all the way over in the UK because this sounds like heaven🤤
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

To find a girl who enjoys a little weight gain here and there, and can enjoy a good functional relationship with me outside of the fetish... and an intense liquid calorie regiment with rapid weight gain, but that's that fantasy of the feed! Yeehaw!
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

My ultimate fantasy... being with someone who starts out by spoiling me here and there, nice dinners out, a few sweet treats. Over time they start increasing the portions, stretching my bloated tummy. I'm eager to please and slowly become used to more and more food. As rhe weight inevitably piles on, I ask to go on a diet. You say you'll support me but you've swapped out slimfast with mass gainer. I become so frustrated that I'm not losing weight I end up binging, trying to hide it from you. You walk in on me stuffed, rolls of fat spilling out of gym clothes, and deeply ashamed. You'll tell me it's okay and that I'm clearly meant to bee Daddy's little pig. From that point on you become more dominant and controlling, forcing me to eat way past the point of fullness. When I protest you tell me I did this to myself and its my fault for being so greedy. I'm ruining clothes at an alarming rate and my poor skin can't keep up, stretch marks littered over my body. One day you tell me it's time to diet and you make me do a work our with you, something you find easy, but after just 30 seconds I'm panting, dripping in sweat, and begging you to stop. You eventually stop and stuff me silly for the rest of the day. Because I failed so spectacularly at that, you tell me it's best I don't walk anymore so that I don't tired myself out. I am completely yours, and I love being Daddy's not so little girl. You buy a hoist for me so that you can show off your work by taking me out to dinner, without me spending any calories. You take me to an all you can eat buffet, forcing plate after plate on me until you can see the seams on my dress rip. You buy me diapers so I don't have to waste calories going to the bathroom and tube feed me overnight so I don't starve. You take such good care of me and I'm so lucky to be your little pet. Sometimes you reward me in naughty ways too. Months go by, all I care about these days is eating and cuddles with daddy. These days just lifting my fat arms to feed myself makes me too breathless. I am completely helpless, pinned down by my own fat.
1 year

Your ultimate fantasy?>

Feederfeedee95:
My ultimate fantasy... being with someone who starts out by spoiling me here and there, nice dinners out, a few sweet treats. Over time they start increasing the portions, stretching my bloated tummy. I'm eager to please and slowly become used to more and more food. As rhe weight inevitably piles on, I ask to go on a diet. You say you'll support me but you've swapped out slimfast with mass gainer. I become so frustrated that I'm not losing weight I end up binging, trying to hide it from you. You walk in on me stuffed, rolls of fat spilling out of gym clothes, and deeply ashamed. You'll tell me it's okay and that I'm clearly meant to bee Daddy's little pig. From that point on you become more dominant and controlling, forcing me to eat way past the point of fullness. When I protest you tell me I did this to myself and its my fault for being so greedy. I'm ruining clothes at an alarming rate and my poor skin can't keep up, stretch marks littered over my body. One day you tell me it's time to diet and you make me do a work our with you, something you find easy, but after just 30 seconds I'm panting, dripping in sweat, and begging you to stop. You eventually stop and stuff me silly for the rest of the day. Because I failed so spectacularly at that, you tell me it's best I don't walk anymore so that I don't tired myself out. I am completely yours, and I love being Daddy's not so little girl. You buy a hoist for me so that you can show off your work by taking me out to dinner, without me spending any calories. You take me to an all you can eat buffet, forcing plate after plate on me until you can see the seams on my dress rip. You buy me diapers so I don't have to waste calories going to the bathroom and tube feed me overnight so I don't starve. You take such good care of me and I'm so lucky to be your little pet. Sometimes you reward me in naughty ways too. Months go by, all I care about these days is eating and cuddles with daddy. These days just lifting my fat arms to feed myself makes me too breathless. I am completely helpless, pinned down by my own fat.



Wow… that’s hot!!
1 year
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