It's not so much focused on dying that it is the inevitable outcome of relinquishing all control over the deadly desire to consume an obscene amount of calories and lose abilities during the descent into morbid immobility.
The desire to feel hundreds of pounds of flesh freakishly piling up around you in unrecognizable rolls and shapes, the ecstasy of trying even just to roll over or sit up and not being able to, to have someone who knows how badly your entire being craves to be mercilessly stuffed and obliges, even during your times of doubt continues to inflate you until your limbs are useless to even attempt to resist.
The desire to feel hundreds of pounds of flesh freakishly piling up around you in unrecognizable rolls and shapes, the ecstasy of trying even just to roll over or sit up and not being able to, to have someone who knows how badly your entire being craves to be mercilessly stuffed and obliges, even during your times of doubt continues to inflate you until your limbs are useless to even attempt to resist.
2 years