Submission and domination

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My biggest fantasy would be to make me fat until I can hardly walk anymore. and he tells me I'm going to leave you, so that he's supplying to stay with me. because I don't want to starve. she and ok but she feeds me with too much food that I can't digest in such a quantity that I can no longer swallow and watch my body swelling like a balloon. and he said bye not explode too much.
4 years

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pmadrew:
Going off to a farm with my partner on a leash. I begin by leading her to a pig pen. l make her strip only allowing her to wear pig ears, snout, and a tail. she rolls around getting all muddy. I fill her trough up donut holes and tell her to eat. she must remain on all fours and burry her head in the trough eatting EVERY THING. Once she's done I go in behind her and breed her as her swollen belly jiggles and scrapes the ground.


great fantasy i share too..La Grande Bouffe
4 years

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Iosiriia:
Like many, captivity appears frequently in my fantasies, but only as a beginning. My beautifully twisted wish is to be taken prisoner for a few years, and while I am force fed and fattened up a bit the focus is not on my body but on my mind.

My feeder completely breaks and then rebuilds my mind to his/her desires with conditioning, hypnosis, and even some torture. I become someone, something, else. My mind is emptied of all desires save to feed and grow my belly and to seek my feeder's approval and affection. My memories are altered or repressed. I am even trained to respond to a new name.

And then I am released and returned to my hometown. Now I am fattened up by my own will and action, and am constantly seeking to return to my captor. He/She returns for me only when I achieve a weight of their choosing. I am never seen again.


to obey the glory of pain and pleasure

4 years

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one of my darkest desires is to live and act like Caligula, creating as mentor a space where all restrained lust and pleasures of this world come together in their beauty of human inperfection, unrestrained, in all it´s wild nature with no prejudice

La fête du débauché

Qui dérange la calme nuit d’un cri si aigu?

Qui jette cette splendide irisation de lumières?
C’est la fête du débauché!

Qui court et attrape et pleure et rit?
Qui cymbale avec stridence! Qui murmure doucement?
C’est la fête du débauché!

Soudain la fastueuse nuit s’enflamme!
La vertu se meurt, le vice s’esclaffe!
C’est la fête du débauché!

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4 years

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My fantasy has always been to meet an older, obese man (350lbs or more) in a Hotelbar. I’m overweight myself so we get talking and he keeps ordering food. He confides in me that he has difficulties getting up because he has been stuffing himself for hours and he’s afraid his buttons are going to pop. Sure enough, his suit is barely holding up and I suggest we make our way to his room. With difficulty he gets into the lift and his room and he keeps ordering room service, while I watch his buttons pop of and his pants rip. There it is... his enormous gut all huge and hard. He’s embarrassed but I take my dress off and he plays with my fat rolls while I caress his folds. His gut is too big and heavy to have actual intercourse but we are perfect just kissing and touching.
We meet every day for the remainder of his stay, eat and talk, and at the end he has nothing that remotely fits him anymore, he has a hard time breathing and walking and he confesses that it was the best time he had in years because his wife left him when he started to gain weight. I watch him struggle to get into his car and drive off.
4 years

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softgutgal:
My fantasy has always been to meet an older, obese man (350lbs or more) in a Hotelbar. I’m overweight myself so we get talking and he keeps ordering food. He confides in me that he has difficulties getting up because he has been stuffing himself for hours and he’s afraid his buttons are going to pop. Sure enough, his suit is barely holding up and I suggest we make our way to his room. With difficulty he gets into the lift and his room and he keeps ordering room service, while I watch his buttons pop of and his pants rip. There it is... his enormous gut all huge and hard. He’s embarrassed but I take my dress off and he plays with my fat rolls while I caress his folds. His gut is too big and heavy to have actual intercourse but we are perfect just kissing and touching.
We meet every day for the remainder of his stay, eat and talk, and at the end he has nothing that remotely fits him anymore, he has a hard time breathing and walking and he confesses that it was the best time he had in years because his wife left him when he started to gain weight. I watch him struggle to get into his car and drive off.
wow that sounds like a lot of great fun smiley
4 years

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Mine revolve around transforming my S/O. Taking her from her preppy self and turning her into this extreme white trash version. HUGE hair, long nails, becomes a smoker, wears tacky clothes/jewels and becomes this enormous woman who slowly put on more and more weight as the transformation occurs. I watch as her friends and family marvel and the large, fat, white trash woman she has become.
4 years

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morepushing:
Mine revolve around transforming my S/O. Taking her from her preppy self and turning her into this extreme white trash version. HUGE hair, long nails, becomes a smoker, wears tacky clothes/jewels and becomes this enormous woman who slowly put on more and more weight as the transformation occurs. I watch as her friends and family marvel and the large, fat, white trash woman she has become.


That's some incredible slobbery. smiley
4 years

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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.
4 years

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I have two dark fantasies, depending which end of the stick I'm more attracted to on a particular day. One is to be the owner of a farm in the dull countryside, where I have different types of slaves to fatten up: the first tier is the servants, which are dumb, plump country boys in overalls who help me tending the farm.
The second tier is the sex slaves, who are allowed to roam the property but are always naked and forced to be fattened up until they can no longer reach for their penis and need to be fucked to get any kind of release.
The third, by far the largest, is the pigs, which are middle aged men kidnapped, hypnotized and drugged to behave like real hogs and to eat enormous amounts of slop until their eventual demise. These unlucky souls live in pure filth and degradation and never leave their pen.
Finally, the lowest of the low, the experiments, are kept in the dungeons and constantly tube fed and locked in place, with a tube pumping fat slop directly into their intestines while getting rid of the waste.

On the other hand, there are times when I dream of being reduced to a house pet-hog, completely shaven, unable to ever come due to a chastity cage, fattened beyond belief, forced to walk on all fours and to present my plump ass to my rough bearish owner whenever asked to.
4 years