Before you agree to this lifestyle, make sure you understand what position you have in this dynamic. 

I value your body, and the fat I’ll be forcing you to carry, far more than what will be left of whoever you were as a person. Whatever hopes, dreams, purpose you felt you had before agreeing to this, are gone. Your body is going to be in constant stress, working to satisfy me as I pump more heart straining lard into your body. This is a one-sided toxic relationship. You’re going to eat, and I’m going to praise what a blob you become, as it slowly steals more of your life away. Until all that’s left is a helpless, useless, storage tank, for me to overfill until it can’t handle any more.