Personally I’m a big fan of those widespread/global expansion scenarios. I’ve always wanted to live through one of those “barely disguised fetish” cartoon episodes where everyone on the planet starts turning into butterballs because of some new restaurant of food item craze. > Be me > New restaurant shows up in town > Greasy, 50s diner vibes > Food doesn’t look like much, order a “breakfast bacon burger” with fries > It’s actually really good > Greasy as hell but the savory taste is so vivid > Comes with hella crispy fries that taste amazing > Leave stuffed as hell > Begin making regular trips to the diner > Stuffing my face with grease day in and day out > Eventually begins to show > Stomach starts to pooch over waistband > Ass filling out my pants like bowling balls > Growing man-titties just from eating burgers every day > Not just me, everyone in town seems addicted > Parking lot is always full, there’s a huge wait > They even opened a new location around the block just to handle surplus > Eventually moving starts to become an issue > Struggling to squeeze my booth-sized hips through doorframes > None of my shirts will fit over my navel, clinging to my porky moobs and tearing at the seams around my fat arms > Have to wrestle with the fat sack of flab around my middle when I get behind the drivers seat so I’m not pressing into the car horn with my gut > Eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner at the diner > Wolf down towers of fluffy, syrup-drizzled pancakes > Fisting down mouthfuls of grease-laden burgers into my bulging cheeks > Guzzling down milkshakes thicker than oatmeal just to fill my roaring gut like the tub of lard I am > Whole town is like this > Saw a couple so far they were both spilling out of a twice-reinforced park bench they were both trying to sit on, looking like a pair of overfilled water balloons smooshing against each other. > Saw this gelatinous blob of a cop spill out of his car, take a burger out of his pocket, and started scarfing the thing down right then and there, getting grease all over his ill-fitting uniform. > Some people are so large they’re like literal balls of lard, waddling through the streets like bowling balls. > I’m no better > Feel like this walking, wobbling blob of pure fat. > Every inch of me covered in thick rolls that jostle and slosh with each movement > Have to wiggle to get my fat ass free of my desk chair, gripping my fat sausage fingers around the armrests and heaving my tubby girth out with all my strength. > I look in the mirror and can barely recognize myself behind my marshmallow cheeks and burgeoning, pillowy double chin. > I hear that diner’s starting to do deliveries > That’s good, I’m probably not leaving the house anytime soon.

>>15109 Those types of scenarios are so fucking lame. What's the point in being fat if everyone's fat? Not to mention how fucking creepy it is to force your fetish on others

>>15112 It is about the communal experience and the inevitability of it.

>>15119 I love inevitability weight gain, sort of wish I had a built in excuse in real life to just let go fully. But that whole like "oh I had a curse placed on me" or "I am too big to work out so I am just going to get bigger" is diamond shit.

For my Fantasy: I would love to just stuff a shaggy handsome gentleman: who wears a beanie and has long dirty blonde hair, with a cute stuble with a chiseled face and a big superchubby belly. And feed him loads of food as he still believes he can still wear his buttoned up shirts, with his big doughy ass jiggling and wobbling. And his moobies tightly hugging his shirts too which it reveals his nipples all the time. Always wearing sweatpants that literally are too tight for his swollen thighs as to his personality is somewhat sassy and adorable.

>>15112 You know I’ve never really been able to place it but there’s something about just widespread wanton gluttony that gets me going. I like it when a lot of people let themselves go at once, or when a lot of people get trapped and compromised in embarrassing inflation-related scenarios. It feels like it’d be a very sensory scenario to live in, not just being fat or inflated but having your immense body rub up against other people’s heft while you’re just trying to waddle your way to work in your ill-fitting grease-stained button-up shirt, which threatens to burst around your greasy, lard-filled tanker if a gut if you so much as wheeze too heavily. This is a very tactile fetish for me and I just think fat-on-fat is really fun.

>>15124 Guess I could grow my blonde hair out.

>>15195 OOHHHH please do I bet you'll look sexy as I plump you up big guy~♡

>>15124 Sounds perfect to me, just need to pull out my beanie again.

>>15200 Oohh I can't wait if you want we can chat do you have a Discord big boi♡

Dude ever since I moved in me and my roommates been gorging out. We've both gained over 100 pounds in one year. He's straight and with a GF but like he used to always wanna go to fast food places with his new found freedom. I used to work out every day I haven't been to the gym for a while now. Ngl, part of me wishes this just goes on forever. I just ordered us pizza as I type this. - 4 pizzas - breadsticks - wings - cinnamon sticks - a 2liter each

I really like the idea of my weight fluctuating by dozens to hundreds of pounds throughout the day.

>>15112 finally a sane fucking person

>>15201 yea, i can add you

>>15214 Okie dokie what's your username big guy~

>>15215 brokenscalez

Without family, without friends, in a shitty job that barely gives me enough to survive but not enough to eat, with no reasons to live, with no one to call in a loneliness that I did not cause and in which I never wanted to be, I am locked between four walls that I do not control in a world that I do not understand... The only thing that gives meaning to my life is the only thing I cannot rationalize, the phenomenal, the sensitive, feederism. The only thing that makes me feel... I urgently need a feeder, one who wants to immobilize me and has the skills to do it. If you are interested, my WhatsApp is: +506 64859466 My discord is: fizzarollibertozzi My Snapchat is: i want be immobile and my telegram is: @JackBertozzi

I lowkey think about how based it'd be friends with a bunch of gainer bros. Sure, we might be a little into each other, but we mostly just eat together and game together and get fat together. What can be better? Dudes being guys.

>>15>>15109 I share the same fantasy, my friend God, it's my favorite fantasy and the one I love the most, watching everyone slowly get fat enough to walk but with an insatiable hunger that makes them move their fat asses. Man, I wish some series would dare to make an episode like that, those episodes are gold.

>>15222 Do you have a discord? Making a small group like that sounds like it might be fun to try

>>15109 >>15229 There was this person on Deviantart I think "Hedonismpropaganda" who was writing this good story about a world wide change that women just wanted to make men as fat as possible, it was a good story but they sort of just stopped.

If there's one thing that is the ultimate fantasy scenario. Is that I want a growth WG, with some good wardrobe malfunction and transforming into a Sumo Wrestler with the skills and knowledge in hand. Bonus points if the clothing turns into a Mawashi.

>>15243 Thanks, I really like this fantasy.

>>15109 Dude, we share tastes. Ever since I saw that episode of The Fairly OddParents, I've wanted to experience a global weight gain scenario or something similar. I loved how they didn't hide their fetishes. Watching an entire city, or even the entire planet, go crazy over a fast food chain, a trendy food, or why someone made people fat in one way or another. (like wanting to eat only desserts, making junk food the primary food, or a fast food chain being so rich that it makes people eat as much as their stomachs can handle) > Me, some friends, with skinny bodies, University lives > We heard about a new restaurant coming to town > Fattening atmosphere with a 50s touch (I love that atmosphere) > Let's go together to try the food that doesn't seem like much, we order today's specialty "hamburgers with bacon, an extra-large soda with fries" > Despite looking somewhat greasy, It tastes fucking good > The fries tasted delicious too, plus washing it all down with the soda was just too satisfying > We get so full that we have to unbutton our pants and take off our belts (some of them have their underwear visible) > We continue going to that place, alone, accompanied by friends and/or with schoolmates or family members > Filling our faces with fat to feed our stomachs daily > The rest of the town does exactly the same thing > Time takes its toll, our bodies show that we are gaining extra pounds, plus, our clothes also say that we are gaining weight > Our bellies begin to hang on our hips, and other people and our schoolmates notice the same thing > Our butts are so fat, they fill our pants, causing some of them to end up breaking from how big they're getting > The slightest step makes our obese body tremble, the same thing happens to others (but we continue to eat that delicious fat) > Our Man Tits gradually start to grow, just by eating the pure definition of fatty deliciousness > Everyone in the village is the same, the nearby city is equally affected (They started opening new stores in other places) > The lines are too long, parking lots are full, branches are full, bellies are full and overfed > More stores open around the world, same effects, same situations > Moving becomes increasingly difficult, our clothes barely cover our enormous sphere of fat known as our belly > The movement becomes too tiring, sweat comes out all over our body, just to be able to cool these fat balls > Our butts are so big we can barely fit through doors > My current clothes barely cover my belly button, my bingo wings break any shirt, my breasts are so fat that they prevent me from going down beyond them > We struggle just to get into the car (it's a miracle it still holds up), to fit into the seats, and whoever is driving will have to be careful with their tummy to be able to drive > Breakfast, lunch, dinner. All in the same restaurant > Dozens of fried eggs with bacon, pancakes smothered in maple syrup, donuts and chocolate milk, no matter what it was, we devoured it > there's always room for dessert, it always hits the spot > Thirsty? Frozen drinks and thick, flavorful shakes are both great options for filling your thirsty stomach > There is no doubt, everyone in the city was carried away by gluttony and the delicious food of the place > Some friends from school were so fat they could barely fit on a reinforced bench, they were sweating and it wasn't even summer, two ball of fat, trying to satisfy his appetite > I remember seeing that soccer player, scoring the best goals, But now he only fights to put more food in his stomach while trying to finish his food as he could, wearing his uniform Football (it was probably the only clothes he had left) >I remember seeing a couple of jelly-like masses, known as T-cops, who were barely wearing their uniforms and were quite sweaty, while eating their XL donuts. They are far from finished > The people are so fat that they are sweaty balls of butter, struggling to stay upright, barely able to walk. But miraculously, they did > Others used motorcycles that looked so small, all to carry people's fat butts on them > Belching was a common hearing. We lost our table manners, But we didn't care > My friends and I are just like everyone else > We are huge masses of pure fat that walked and staggered with the slightest effort we made > I feel my fat moving with every step I take, not a single part of my body was free from sweaty fat > The same thing happens to my friends, my schoolmates too, even my teachers, My family wasn't even saved > My butt barely fits on some chairs, I have to wiggle to escape from chairs with reloaders, I use my sausage-like fingers to escape > In addition to using them to feed, my perhaps tiny mouth, I used my obese fingers to help others get up with all the strength I had left > We all waddled like ducks, our sweaty clothes no longer hiding our gelatinous fat (we didn't even care anymore) the heat of our bodies made us sweat like crazy, Gasps, burp (and maybe farts) They became common to hear > I stare at the bathroom mirror. Who is that sweaty, gelatinous, greasy mass? Is it me? I could barely remember when my cheeks were comically small and didn't hide part of my face, along with my double chin That I carry under my face > And to everyone else, who are those amorphous masses of fat walking around? It's hard to believe those people were fucking skinny > My friends and I have been victims of all this, our town was a victim of this, the city, other cities and perhaps the world will be victims of this > But, it's not like we want this > Those prom dresses won't fit anyone, but our stomachs are more than satisfied > The restaurant has announced that there will be home deliveries, great! > Great... We probably won't be leaving our homes for a long time > I just wish, our beds hadn't destroyed themselves

I live in a smallish town where every fast food restaurant goes up and down the main street. I've always fantasized about doing a restaurant crawl from one end of of town to the other, ordering a huge combo meal, stuff my face, digest enough to move and move onto next door for my next meal. Working at it every day until I can make it through all the fast food places in one go.

I wanna walk in on a tubby roommate/coworker taking sexy photos of himself in the bathroom. He’d freak out and try to tug his shirt back over his exposed moobs, but I’d hook my finger into it and pull it back up. I’d back him up against the wall, relentlessly teasing him about how shamelessly gluttonous and horny he must be. He would be totally mortified, but he wouldn’t be able to deny any of it. All he’d be able to do is try not to tremble too much as I take hold of his plush chest and press my lips against his. By the time my other hand works its way down to his fat pad, he’d be begging me for more... and THAT’S when I would stop, slinking out of the room to leave him stewing in his own sexual frustration, questioning whether or not he should swallow his pride and come back for seconds

>>15243 it was probably my favorite ongoing story, and I understand why they stopped (their writing partner disappeared so they were essentially solo) Really wish they'd continue though I want to see it finished, even if it'd be a bit rushed

>>15251 I just came to this. Thanks so much!

Love these scenarios and would love to discuss them with new feederism friends. Discord is thebmaximum21

Sometimes I am told that it is not normal to want to be fat. And many people do not understand how it is possible to want to be fattened almost to death. At the same time, these people kill themselves with alcohol, smoke, use drugs, and the last time they saw a doctor was ten years ago. It's a wonderful feeling, sitting with my eyes closed and a funnel in my mouth, and feeling the high-calorie cocktail pouring down my throat. Just sitting and swallowing, knowing that I'm just a fat-producing machine. Feeling her hands caressing my bulging belly and whispering to me that I should swallow another liter. Feeling how excited she is. It makes me want to get fatter for her even more. And I don't care that soon I won't be able to walk, or sleep without oxygen. I don't care that my dick has already drowned in a huge fupa. I don't care about my health, and that one day my heart simply won't be able to withstand such a load. These moments make me happy. and her too. I love making her happy. And if for this I can't get out of bed or fatten myself to death, then that's how it should be. And now I'll just close my eyes and swallow, swallow and swallow again. please don't stop we both know i can take more

I dream of an alpha male fattening me up to morbid obesity and cuckolding me. Every time before he takes my girlfriend on a date, he makes me gorge myself to the point of food coma so that I don't worry too much about the pleasure my beloved is getting. On the weekend, I'm constantly filled with food, and she's filled with his seed. Over time, I become a huge mountain of fat and now I eat constantly, and he's constantly in our house. He has sex with her in front of me, and I only eat more and more and stimulate my penis drowning in fat with a vibrator.

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I love when cocky fratboy jocks get their abs karmically wrecked. All of their arrogance and bullying is repaid with night after night of pizza and beer. The party boy lifestyle soon takes its toll. How could it not? No metabolism can survive such an onslaught of carbs and calories. Beer bloats give way to beer bellies. Then, one fateful day, the fatboy fratboys' denial breaks, humiliated and humbled.

>>15122 You should have taken advantage of the pandemic lockdowns to gain the Covid 19.

Hi I was wondering if anyone could help je look for an artist, i remember having a pic of their art. The way they drew bellied was very sag-ish but had mostly muscular but fit bodies. One art piece I distinctly remember was thrir oc. A russian (I think) guy getting his gut punched by someone calling him tubby and to move out of the way while he was drinking a soda. The second page was the oc just DECKING the guy who punched his gut with the bottle.