Sadistic feeder boyfriend, I am too fat to stop him, I'm scared
I have been with my boyfriend for about 3 years now, in that time he gradually introduced me to feederism, which I had already been interested in but never got heavier than 200 lbs. As soon as I found out about his preference, I agreed to gain weight for him. Things were mild at first with stuffings and my daily calorie total being brought to around 6k. After about a year I had already gained 100 lbs and had stretched my stomach to an absurd degree due to the constant feedings. I started to have my first twinges of fear at this point but it was too late for me to stop.
He progressively got more demanding and forceful with how much he made me eat. Eventually he would funnel liters of weight gain shake into me at a time 2 or 3 times a day on top of my already insane meal schedule. I had quit work ages prior due to being too fat to do my job and living at home under his income turned out to be the last chance I had to stop my trajectory. Needless to say it failed, nowadays I have begged him to slow it down and not take me over 450 lbs, I am currently at 420. He just laughs and smacks my gut, which is usually bursting with fullness and often this causes me to gag or even get sick. The past few weeks he has taken to enjoying making me eat and funnel shake to see just how much I can handle before spewing everywhere, in which case he makes me eat again. Its awful.
Any advice? How can I handle the constant feeling like I am going to burst or vomit? Should I leave him?
Just eat like a pig, enjoy it and STFU.
Just eat and die, you fat hog.. It's what you really want anyway.
I would love to fuck you and feed you until you go 💥POP💥. Do you like it in your fat ass or in your fat vag? Either way I got a 9 incher here for you.
You're a fat pig so just own it. Get fattened and die a pigs death
Stop crying and just eat until you burst. That's your fate and your are responsible for it.
My husband was the same until I left him. He was aggressive and abusive with his stuffing and funnel feedings and his family was absolutely awful to me. I eventually had enough and I went back to my mom's house which turned out to be a mistake. Just like my childhood, it was a food deprivation nightmare. My mom and sister are gym rats and extreme food nazis and they were mortified that I had gotten so enormous. I couldn't take being under their food lockdown/care because food is my greatest coping mechanism and one of the main enjoyments I have in life. I started to spiral into a depression which caused me to eventually go back to my husband, partly because it was emotionally better to do and plus we have children together. But since I have been back my husband hasn't been so aggressive and abusive. He has also put his family on somewhat of a leash so they are at least trying to be more respectful. I think he realized what he was missing and that he was taking me for granted. Nowadays, he just provides my favorites and encourages me to eat. Generally I don't need too much encouragement because my appetite is bottomless and he now knows that I'm my own worst enemy. I'm quite a bit bigger than you. I'm in the high 700 pound range and I'm rapidly headed for 800. I'll probably die before I'm 40 but at least I will be able to eat all the foods that I like and hopefully, my husband will continue to worship me for it. As I see it you have two options you can live with your situation and just get super huge or you can leave your boyfriend and change your life. If leaving is the best option for you. Don't wait like I did. Do it while you are still mobile enough to do it. Don't wait until you are too fat to get out the door or God forbid, end up bedbound.
Hey whale, did I see your confession on that other site, where you can't use dirty language?
I don't know, did you? And what's your point, asshole?
You could fly to Ukraine and roll over all the Ruskies
Idiot. The Ukrainians are the bad guys and so is the US and the EU for their support for a country that is corrupt and genocidal.