Audio 14: So you wanna be fat, huh?

    So you wanna be fat huh?

    It’s not just about being fat. You’re going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you’ve ever had. It’s like a release. When you’re hungry, you’re going to eat. And you’ll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it’s good for you or not. At first you’ll feel a little guilty because you’ll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You’ll eat an entire pizza and you’ll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it’s gone. Maybe you’re getting ahead of yourself… too carried away. But then you’ll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don’t care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You’re not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it’s just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it’s your entire weekend. Why not? It’s your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can’t stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You’re eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That’s not a big deal though. You’re only a medium, there’s lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You’ll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It’s not like you’re going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You’ll gather some self control soon once you’ve had your fun, I’m sure…

    What you don’t realize is that you’ve passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can’t hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you’ve been doing. The crazy thing is though… you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up… only to regret not getting the full dozen.

    Now you’re stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It’s puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You’re soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You’re growing out of ex
    tra large shirts - weren’t you just a medium a few months ago? You’ve become addicted.

    You can’t tell me you don’t want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you’ll never get out of. Once you’ve put on the first 30lbs, you’ll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You’ll try and cut your calories, exercise a little… maybe you’ll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You’ve become so weak-willed and lazy. It’s just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can’t explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You’re spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You’re feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

    Audio 14: So you wanna be fat, huh?

    So you wanna be fat huh?

    It’s not just about being fat. You’re going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you’ve ever had. It’s like a release. When you’re hungry, you’re going to eat. And you’ll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it’s good for you or not. At first you’ll feel a little guilty because you’ll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You’ll eat an entire pizza and you’ll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it’s gone. Maybe you’re getting ahead of yourself… too carried away. But then you’ll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don’t care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You’re not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it’s just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it’s your entire weekend. Why not? It’s your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can’t stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You’re eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That’s not a big deal though. You’re only a medium, there’s lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You’ll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It’s not like you’re going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You’ll gather some self control soon once you’ve had your fun, I’m sure…

    What you don’t realize is that you’ve passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can’t hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you’ve been doing. The crazy thing is though… you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up… only to regret not getting the full dozen.

    Now you’re stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It’s puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You’re soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You’re growing out of ex
    tra large shirts - weren’t you just a medium a few months ago? You’ve become addicted.

    You can’t tell me you don’t want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you’ll never get out of. Once you’ve put on the first 30lbs, you’ll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You’ll try and cut your calories, exercise a little… maybe you’ll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You’ve become so weak-willed and lazy. It’s just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can’t explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You’re spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You’re feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

    noarthereonlyfat

    Hi there Little Piggy,

    I think it’s time we had a little chat about how FAT you’re getting. I mean just look at all that naughty, jiggly, blubber!

    Why can’t you stop eating fatty? Are you really that hungry all the time? Do you like being a greedy fat little glutton? Stuffing your fat little face with more, and more, and more, until you’re so full you think you might just pop? Such a naughty fatty! You just can’t stop growing can you?

    What if prepared a banquet in your honour. All you can eat. Yes even you porky!

    Are you hungry fat girl?

    Starving?

    Well go on then, plump little piggy, eat up! Eat all that you can and then eat even more. Yes that’s right just eat and eat and eat like the naughty little glutton you are. Just eat and eat and eat and eat…

    Oh my you’re getting even fatter aren’t you? I can see your belly growing!

    Go on keep eating!

    Don’t worry about your clothes getting tighter. Keep eating.

    Don’t worry as your buttons pop off one by one, just keep eating more.

    Don’t worry as your big fat butt splits the seat of your pants.

    Don’t worry as your fat belly comes pouring out for everyone to see.

    Don’t worry as everyone stares at your ballooning waist and thunder-thighs thinking,

    “Oh God, what an enormous porker!”

    Just keep eating piggy. I want to see you grow, and grow, and grow, and GROW!

    I want to rub and squeeze all that naughty fat, slide my fingers between your fat rolls, bury my face in your huge tubby belly.

    I want to watch your underpants dig in to your fat as you swell up like a balloon, watch their threads stretch and snap as your fat outgrows them, tearing them to shreds.

    I want to make you bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER. Breasts the size of volleyballs, hips so embarrassingly wide you can’t fit anywhere! Fat little sausage fingers and toes, and your cute chubby face so fat you’ll barely recognise yourself in the mirror.

    Stuff that fat gut! Grow for me piggy! Bigger! BIGGER!! Don’t stop eating!

    I want to make you so fat you’re almost completely round. Like a huge, gigantic beached whale. So fat and round you can’t even reach your own bellybutton. Too fat and helpless to even reach for more food, but don’t worry, I’ll keep feeding you more, and more, and more! Pancakes, donuts, cupcakes, pies, chocolate, ice-cream, so much food! And you have to eat it ALL!

    I won’t want to stop until you’re the fattest naughtiest piggy in the whole world!

    With love,
    noarthereonlyfat ;) <3 xoxo

    (text version for the hearing impaired)

    noarthereonlyfat

    Hi there Little Piggy,

    I think it’s time we had a little chat about how FAT you’re getting. I mean just look at all that naughty, jiggly, blubber!

    Why can’t you stop eating fatty? Are you really that hungry all the time? Do you like being a greedy fat little glutton? Stuffing your fat little face with more, and more, and more, until you’re so full you think you might just pop? Such a naughty fatty! You just can’t stop growing can you?

    What if prepared a banquet in your honour. All you can eat. Yes even you porky!

    Are you hungry fat girl?

    Starving?

    Well go on then, plump little piggy, eat up! Eat all that you can and then eat even more. Yes that’s right just eat and eat and eat like the naughty little glutton you are. Just eat and eat and eat and eat…

    Oh my you’re getting even fatter aren’t you? I can see your belly growing!

    Go on keep eating!

    Don’t worry about your clothes getting tighter. Keep eating.

    Don’t worry as your buttons pop off one by one, just keep eating more.

    Don’t worry as your big fat butt splits the seat of your pants.

    Don’t worry as your fat belly comes pouring out for everyone to see.

    Don’t worry as everyone stares at your ballooning waist and thunder-thighs thinking,

    “Oh God, what an enormous porker!”

    Just keep eating piggy. I want to see you grow, and grow, and grow, and GROW!

    I want to rub and squeeze all that naughty fat, slide my fingers between your fat rolls, bury my face in your huge tubby belly.

    I want to watch your underpants dig in to your fat as you swell up like a balloon, watch their threads stretch and snap as your fat outgrows them, tearing them to shreds.

    I want to make you bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER. Breasts the size of volleyballs, hips so embarrassingly wide you can’t fit anywhere! Fat little sausage fingers and toes, and your cute chubby face so fat you’ll barely recognise yourself in the mirror.

    Stuff that fat gut! Grow for me piggy! Bigger! BIGGER!! Don’t stop eating!

    I want to make you so fat you’re almost completely round. Like a huge, gigantic beached whale. So fat and round you can’t even reach your own bellybutton. Too fat and helpless to even reach for more food, but don’t worry, I’ll keep feeding you more, and more, and more! Pancakes, donuts, cupcakes, pies, chocolate, ice-cream, so much food! And you have to eat it ALL!

    I won’t want to stop until you’re the fattest naughtiest piggy in the whole world!

    With love,
    noarthereonlyfat ;) <3 xoxo

    (text version for the hearing impaired)

    You must be starving

    Do you want a nice, big, filling meal right now piggy? Something delicious? Is that belly growling for something….massive and tasty? I bet you just can’t wait to get your greedy little hands on a nice meal to fill that gigantic, rumbling stomach can you? You desperately want to fill it with more and more greasy foods so that you can get bigger and BIGGER and more desirable. You want that belly bursting your pants, over the front, jiggling and wobbling with each step. God this is only making you HUNGRIER isn’t it?

    Why don’t you order some pizza, and lay back and rub your massive expanding gut with one hand as you shove the pizza into your greedy face with the other.

    Get yourself bigger and BIGGER for me piggy. You’re such a cute little tubby pig, but let’s turn you into a HOG

    Audio 14: So you wanna be fat, huh?

    So you wanna be fat huh?

    It’s not just about being fat. You’re going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you’ve ever had. It’s like a release. When you’re hungry, you’re going to eat. And you’ll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it’s good for you or not. At first you’ll feel a little guilty because you’ll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You’ll eat an entire pizza and you’ll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it’s gone. Maybe you’re getting ahead of yourself… too carried away. But then you’ll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don’t care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You’re not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it’s just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it’s your entire weekend. Why not? It’s your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can’t stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You’re eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That’s not a big deal though. You’re only a medium, there’s lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You’ll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It’s not like you’re going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You’ll gather some self control soon once you’ve had your fun, I’m sure…

    What you don’t realize is that you’ve passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can’t hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you’ve been doing. The crazy thing is though… you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up… only to regret not getting the full dozen.

    Now you’re stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It’s puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You’re soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You’re growing out of ex
    tra large shirts - weren’t you just a medium a few months ago? You’ve become addicted.

    You can’t tell me you don’t want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you’ll never get out of. Once you’ve put on the first 30lbs, you’ll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You’ll try and cut your calories, exercise a little… maybe you’ll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You’ve become so weak-willed and lazy. It’s just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can’t explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You’re spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You’re feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

    Audio 14: So you wanna be fat, huh?

    So you wanna be fat huh?

    It’s not just about being fat. You’re going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you’ve ever had. It’s like a release. When you’re hungry, you’re going to eat. And you’ll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it’s good for you or not. At first you’ll feel a little guilty because you’ll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You’ll eat an entire pizza and you’ll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it’s gone. Maybe you’re getting ahead of yourself… too carried away. But then you’ll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don’t care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You’re not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it’s just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it’s your entire weekend. Why not? It’s your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can’t stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You’re eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That’s not a big deal though. You’re only a medium, there’s lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You’ll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It’s not like you’re going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You’ll gather some self control soon once you’ve had your fun, I’m sure…

    What you don’t realize is that you’ve passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can’t hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you’ve been doing. The crazy thing is though… you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up… only to regret not getting the full dozen.

    Now you’re stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It’s puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You’re soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You’re growing out of ex
    tra large shirts - weren’t you just a medium a few months ago? You’ve become addicted.

    You can’t tell me you don’t want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you’ll never get out of. Once you’ve put on the first 30lbs, you’ll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You’ll try and cut your calories, exercise a little… maybe you’ll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You’ve become so weak-willed and lazy. It’s just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can’t explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You’re spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You’re feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

    noarthereonlyfat

    Hi there Little Piggy,

    I think it’s time we had a little chat about how FAT you’re getting. I mean just look at all that naughty, jiggly, blubber!

    Why can’t you stop eating fatty? Are you really that hungry all the time? Do you like being a greedy fat little glutton? Stuffing your fat little face with more, and more, and more, until you’re so full you think you might just pop? Such a naughty fatty! You just can’t stop growing can you?

    What if prepared a banquet in your honour. All you can eat. Yes even you porky!

    Are you hungry fat girl?

    Starving?

    Well go on then, plump little piggy, eat up! Eat all that you can and then eat even more. Yes that’s right just eat and eat and eat like the naughty little glutton you are. Just eat and eat and eat and eat…

    Oh my you’re getting even fatter aren’t you? I can see your belly growing!

    Go on keep eating!

    Don’t worry about your clothes getting tighter. Keep eating.

    Don’t worry as your buttons pop off one by one, just keep eating more.

    Don’t worry as your big fat butt splits the seat of your pants.

    Don’t worry as your fat belly comes pouring out for everyone to see.

    Don’t worry as everyone stares at your ballooning waist and thunder-thighs thinking,

    “Oh God, what an enormous porker!”

    Just keep eating piggy. I want to see you grow, and grow, and grow, and GROW!

    I want to rub and squeeze all that naughty fat, slide my fingers between your fat rolls, bury my face in your huge tubby belly.

    I want to watch your underpants dig in to your fat as you swell up like a balloon, watch their threads stretch and snap as your fat outgrows them, tearing them to shreds.

    I want to make you bigger, and Bigger, and BIGGER. Breasts the size of volleyballs, hips so embarrassingly wide you can’t fit anywhere! Fat little sausage fingers and toes, and your cute chubby face so fat you’ll barely recognise yourself in the mirror.

    Stuff that fat gut! Grow for me piggy! Bigger! BIGGER!! Don’t stop eating!

    I want to make you so fat you’re almost completely round. Like a huge, gigantic beached whale. So fat and round you can’t even reach your own bellybutton. Too fat and helpless to even reach for more food, but don’t worry, I’ll keep feeding you more, and more, and more! Pancakes, donuts, cupcakes, pies, chocolate, ice-cream, so much food! And you have to eat it ALL!

    I won’t want to stop until you’re the fattest naughtiest piggy in the whole world!

    With love,
    noarthereonlyfat ;) <3 xoxo

    (text version for the hearing impaired)

    noarthereonlyfat

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