Extreme obesity

My ultimate fantasy would be becoming the fattest man alive. I just love the idea of being immobilized by a sea of my own fat.

Of course part of that would be seeing myself grow fatter bursting out of the seams on my clothes, popping buttons, breaking furniture, seeing my belly overflowing with lard until it touches the floor.

Heck I've even fantasized about just having a feeder just hook me up to a machine that pumps full of a fattening calorific slurry through a hose in my mouth once I get fat enough. Having a feeder encourage me to get fatter is a big part of it too.

As someone whose weight have hovered around 180lbs and never crested 210, it remains a very arousing fantasy.

1000lbs

to be kidnapped and fattened to death, made as fat as possible as quickly as possible.

One of fantasy is to be a professional ssbhm. So that you get invited to events and inparticular bbw/bhm events as a guest speaker and eatter. You outsize most people by 400 lbs and get to eat 20000 calories in a meal. So fat that it shocks people at 600 lbs in to gasping how do you get so fat.

That would be so incredible. Over 1000lbs and eating more in one meal than most of the superchubs eats in a day and a normal size person eats in a week and you are still gaining xxx

I had a image of setting up at the table to eat, and asking people sit next to me to move a bit to allow for stomach expansion room.

Surrounded by so many of your peers your appetite goes into overdrive and you eat even more than you ever thought possible. Despite your neigbouring superchubs being both sat over 1ft away on either side you still end up pressed up against their bodies with your growing bulk. Your belly expanding so far in front of you you can no longer reach the table and must reply on the staff to keep feeding you, which they are all more than happy to do....

to be kidnapped and fattened up as much as possible until my piggy heart gives out. my worth is dictated by how much I gain. my only purpose to eat and pleasure my feeders. even if I begged for them to stop, they'd never stop fattening me. even if I had a heart attack, they'd pile more fat into me. clog my arteries with more lard. have a feeding tube connected to a vat of melted butter, lard, ice cream, cream, mass gainer, supplements that I am forced to gulp down 24/7 when they aren't hand feeding me. i know parts of it are unrealisty, but god damn do I want that life.

I've been fantasizing lately about a world where humanity has invented the perfect infinite food source, but it makes you really fat. So everyone has become immobile except a few scientists. The problem is, now everyone is developing bed sores an fat related sicknesses. But the scientists found one guy who is both immortal and immune to the effects of bed sores and such. He even doesn't need to use the bathroom because all the waste becomes fat. So the scientists constantly funnel feed him until he gets to like: 30000pounds and is just a blob. Then they take tiny bits of his fat and use it to graft into all people, finishing with themselves. Now humanity lives forever while robots deliver the fattening infinite food and over the next million years or so, the whole world is covered in at least five feet of fat and the air and robots become the dominant race, following their programming to funnel feed humans until the end of time. What do you think?

My ultimate fantasy?
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Find the love of my life, who also is a Motorcyclist and a Feeder, or mutual gainer.
Having a save haven with someone i truly trust and lives me for who I am and vice versa.