#wg story
God I would love to own a piggy farm. We would take people who would want to live out their fantasies of being as fat as they can. Each room would be equipped with bariatric sized beds, funnels, and anything the piggies need for their stay. We would have staff 24/7, making sure that your needs are constantly met, sexual and practical. Any fantasy you have, we’ll make it come true. And if you don’t want to stay or feel like you’ve reached your goal weight you can leave (as long as you can fit your fat ass through the door.) And if the piggies want, we’ll be able to have people tour our facilities and make sure to put before pictures up to see how much you let yourself go. I want to make people’s hedonistic dreams come true!!
Going from thin fit and healthy to big and fat woth a healthy belly hang
it started with your first major break-up. you discovered food to be a comfort. a night of binging distractedly while watching TV on the couch or reading in bed was a safe haven. you exercised a lot then, and you got the ‘revenge body’ you worked so hard for, even with the weekly binges. soon, though, those became three times a week. you didn’t mind the first 20 pounds. your ex had always said you were a bit scrawny anyways! that apathy with your body’s changes meant it wasn’t until 60 pounds of heavy, dough-like padding was gracing your morphing frame before you *really* noticed you were now a big person. wasn’t until the day you ran into your ex at the grocery store. of all places. with your basket loaded with the night’s selection of beer, ice cream, and chocolate bars to dip into it all in their view. they do a double take, maybe not recognizing you at first. had you really changed so much? you tugged at your shirt hem. they stroll up to you and a big, not even barely contained smirk is sitting pretty on their face.
“hi there big stuff. been a while.”
that’s when you realized it. you were fat.
it started with your first major break-up. you discovered food to be a comfort.
But it wasn’t just comfort in eating, it was freedom to eat as much as she wanted when she wanted and what she wanted. Before your boyfriend would constantly tell you to not get fat like your friends, none of which was over 190lbs.
But with him out of the picture, and your refrigerator you feasted unrestrained, even eating extra just to spite your past.
However, spiting the past is what started splitting your pants, in just 3 months you gorged yourself 72lbs heavier.
Thankfully, your job as a administrative supervisor for an investment company wouldn’t be hindered by your weight, as you usually spent the day behind a desk giving orders and reviewing your employees work.
In fact your underlings not only took notice of your extra weight, they chose to capitalize on your weakness for their own amusement. Starting out by constantly bringing doughnuts almost everyday, and watching how many times you waddle to the break room to grab 2 or 3 more at a time.
Then that faithful day came when you decided to weigh yourself. And saw you have become the biggest you ever been
But knowing how much you let your appetite go free, you weren’t overly surprised, you just didn’t think 7 months of feasting would catch up to you so quickly.
But yet, you can’t deny you love growing big and wide. You know your employees make fun of your fluff, and the restaurants gasp at your mass while you order constantly an unusual amount for one person, seeing you eating more and growing more.
But despite their jokes, those who think are playing you are actually fulfilling you literally by filling you with food, giving you extra portions free of charge, buying random meals, and bringing you home cooked meals.
