#evil feeder
-To make my belly hang over my knees, and then eventually drag along the floor so it’s out of my reach, covered in stretchmarks and infinite rolls
-To condition me to cum from being stuffed so I always need to be filled to cum
-To make me too fat to masturbate so I’m reliant on them or just trying to hump my own flesh to feel something
-To make use of all the new rolls and folds of fat they’ve added to me, fucking them instead of my pussy and making sure I’m trained to get pleasure from that
-To not let me stop gaining until I’m as big as they want me, even if I resist, because they want me to look like a circus fat lady
-To make me so huge I’m forced to waddle around when I can still move, every part of me jiggling just for their enjoyment and amusement, out of breath and sweaty just from walking across the room
-To only be allowed to wear clothes that are slightly too small and be forbidden from doing anything that tries to hide my fat from view, if my belly doesn’t stay in my shirt I’ll have to just let it show, every humiliating inch of cellulite-ridden flab visible
-To be made to display my gluttony for all to see in public whenever my feeder wants, eating enough for 5 people and putting my body on display in crop tops and tight shorts
-To be tied down and force fed with a funnel if I’m not cooperative, because I’m going to keep getting fatter whether I want to or not.
-To be forced to eat until I can barely move and have to use a scooter to get around, especially in public so everyone can see the consequences of what I’ve done to myself
-To make fun of me and humiliate me as much as possible so I can never forget what I’ve become, a waddling wheezing blob of lard whose only purpose is to get fatter and fatter
I have a huge fantasy of creating a conditioned sexual response in a feedee to food and stuffing where none previously existed. In this fantasy I’d be manipulating the subconcious through encouraging sleep-eating (like sleep-walking) or hypnosis. The feedee couldn’t help but become aroused when eating because I’ve sexually teased them while feeding them in this state of altered conciousness. Ultimately this would lead to the feedee’s constant binging because it would just feel way too good to keep gorging themselves. (With consent of course.)
This is probably the darker feeder thought I have. Using Pavlovian training to slowly help my feedee associate food and pleasure until being stuffed full of food leaves them a squirming mess. Training them until just thinking of food gets them started and they are begging to feast.
Just perverted things.Yes!!! Create a delicious cycle of pleasure and eating. When they think of/smell/see/eat/hear about food they get turned on, when they get turned on they get hungry. The first big story I ever posted on fantasy feeder was about that very training.
Making a fat piggy so obsessed with getting to that pleasurable stuffed point, their only thoughts focused on being able to eat and cum again and again.
It’s my favorite evil feeder fantasy.
Is it bad I’ve actually had time where I’ve thought the process out? Planning out how to break somebody’s mind and reshape it to that whim. Starting it off gently, telling them how good they are for eating, for putting on a few pounds. Then working them into physical pleasure for eating. Deny release until they can’t eat anymore. Until he or she associates food with pleasure so much that it’s the only way they can get off.
Only to realize that the training would be almost impossible to remove, leaving them stuck in full on pig mode. Leaving them trapped in a food fueled orgy, growing fatter by the day…Yepppp… I’ve definitely totally “fleshed out” this process, and have absolutely included these elements (especially the orgasm control) described here. So devious, which to me is so completely hottt!!
*ahem*
Yes please
omg please?
