pdt:Unfair to smoke, tobacco or weed. Unfair to drink alcohol. Unfair to participate in dangerous sports etc etc They all carry the risk of needing medical care, possibly at the expense of others.
My fascination with immobility and supermorbid obesity pretty much makes me a death feedee, I suppose.
We've both had serious discussions about making me housebound, and that comes with a territory of almost certainly a shortened lifespan...We'll be living together soon (see my thread) and I expect to probably start really ballooning once she starts making me eat on her schedule instead of mine.
I think the root of it is, I want to feel what it's like. I want to know first-hand what it's like to have sagging man-tits the size of melons, and what it's really like to have a huge, gelatinous belly apron that hangs to my knees in the event I actually manage to stand. What does it really feel like to take up that much space, to feel the entire bed under my impossibly huge ass? I want to feel myself get huge, heavy, and soft, under gluttony that's out of my control, my legs useless under hanging rolls of flab the size of a smaller fat person, my arms and hands so bloated and heavy that I can barely lift them...I want to look like somebody poured me onto a mattress, and be an over-inflated plaything to satisfy my feeder's most outlandish desires. I want to feel for myself the turning point when my feeder finally breaks me, and I become hopelessly addicted to eating and being fed, and psychologically incapable of ever halting the process. The terrifying ecstasy of being permanently imprisoned by the sheer mass and volume of my ruined body.
It's impossible to experience these things first hand without practically guaranteeing an untimely death, but I need to experience it nonetheless.
ContemplatingChubster:
I don�t disagree; it sounds HOT. I have a moral issue, though. I worry about people like you (nothing against you, just using your proposed fantasy) who may inevitably end up under permanent hospital care and/or supervision. Hospital resources, IMO, should go to those who need them most, who unexpectedly have diseases and injuries and who did not know they would be thrust into a medical emergency. To gain weight intentionally to immobility should be to reject all medical care. You�re essentially prioritizing your pleasure with the gaining process over your right to be treated by the medical system, which, if you�re willing to accept, there�s no problem. It just seems unfair to do something you know has medical risks and then still ask to have those risks treated at the risk of depriving others of treatment.
On a slightly unrelated note, I would personally not become immobile because while I like the gaining process, I see it as more of an enhancer to the quality of my life, not its core aspect.
