Your kinkiest fantasy

pdt:
I'll add another one, because it's so fun to contribute to the thread.

I'm really into the idea, as a feedee, of getting in way over my head. Like, maybe I get married to a feeder under the pretense that she wants an immobile husband to keep to herself, but I don't realize what the details of her plan to get me there are.

Soon, I wake up and find myself tightly cuffed to our bed, where I'm informed by my lovely new wife that I have a tight schedule to catch up to. She begins pushing donuts into my mouth, while she explains,
"On paper, you're a stay at home husband, a homemaker. But here's how this is going to go, pig. You're going to spend some time on this bed, eating. It's going to be a lot of time. I'll take care of your hygiene and prevent you from getting bedsores. Think of it as a preview for when you're actually immobile. You only weigh 350 lbs right now, so keep eating."
She helps me drink from a travel mug of coffee that's clearly mixed with a heavy dose of bourbon.
"We'll keep you nice and loose, like this, it will help you eat more. I think you'll get your walking around and using the bathroom privileges back... oh... let's say when we've gotten your stomach capacity up to a gallon. And don't worry about the housekeeper stumbling in here, I've installed locks and soundproofed the room."

By the time I reach her goal, I've been drunk and in bed for like 2 months, just being stuffed constantly. My weight has surged something like 100 lbs, pure fat, and more than a few brain cells have gone dark from the alcohol. I struggle to waddle away from the bed- it's hard, and it hurts, my muscles have been atrophying this whole time. I just want to use the toilet and feel like I have some dignity again. Through the door, my feeder cloyingly asks if I'd like to get back into bed and have a nice meal. My head and heart both pounding, my legs and back on fire from the titanic effort of walking down the hall. I find myself suddenly aroused, as she's successfully merged my psychological concepts of sex and food through steady conditioning. With a dull sensation of dread, I realize that my one and only answer is, "Yes, please."


Oh good is lord that’s excellent!
6 years

Stuffing with pillows

saturn52:
Just yesterday I tried this for the first time in years. I decided to step up my game though and add some texture by fill some bags with flour and water. It worked out pretty well! I felt all jiggly and round :-)


Oh that's a new technique!
6 years

Stuffing with pillows

Definitely one of my favorite things to do!
6 years

Why do we have this fetish?????

Definitely some interesting thoughts there. I do remember it starting young for me but I am not sure what triggered it.
6 years

Why do we have this fetish?????

Fiddlestix:
I had heard that fetishes develop at a young age (2-3 I believe) when the individual is at a curious or ambiguous stage in their sexuality. When someone is in this stage they may attribute a certain stimuli to be involved with or related to their sexuality and thus a fetish is created. I Hope I explained that in a way that makes sense lol.


This seems spot on for me. I remember my fetish starting very young. Padding at like 5-6 and starting in this site and dimensions at about 14. It's not been until recently I've let go of the shame and guilt for my fetish. I think that society had me thinking everyone else's kinks and fantasies were okay but mine wasn't but I'm sort of over that now. I like what I like.
6 years

Sci-fi wg story ideas?

Yay! Super excited to spend sometime looking thru your stuff
6 years

Sci-fi wg story ideas?

Ooo where do I find them on deviant? Sounds right up my alley. Also possible idea which is sort of a rip off from an old superman comic...they get bit by some sort of creature that makes them grow and crave to be larger and larger?
6 years