Vix: "Professional" Feeder

On that last note please do remember You're all on my feeding list there isn't a waistline I won't add fat to. I'll pour fat on you like soda in your gut. I'll reveal in your lack of mobility, and I won't even flinch with your huge belches to my face. Nothing will save your waist

@GatorBuns I mean my ideal lifestyle is enabling that lifestyle. >:3

Gods I just HAVE to make you too fat to move an inch. Just stuff your muzzle. Until the only words you know are "gulp" and "belch". Then just keep making your weight climb and climb and climb and climb!

I just want to inspire you groan for more after eating for hours untold. Lost in your own gluttony unable to stop yourself because it's so easy to eat and it feels so good. To eat for better and worse and for your hedonistic brain to adore me.

If you're too fat to do it. You didn't need to do it anyway ask your feeder to in exchange for you stuffing your face with more food.

Man ya ever just want to fatten a dragon like no clever ruse no cockamamie plan just you a mountain of something the dragon will eat and the dragon. Then just turning them into a continent of soft wobbly blubber.

CW: Hyper doughnut Trying to figure out how big that hole is between those cheeks so you back up and press your enormous rear into a mirror planning on seeing the imprint the only issue is you break the wall with your ass and the suction from the doughnut gets the mirror stuck.

@GatorBuns Oh you mean something to deal with all that exhaust because of how how they run now. :3 Here I was thinking they were already enough of an advertising blimp.

One could argue protogens = cyberpunk and cyberpunk = commercialism gone insane with no checks and balances. Ergo if I meet a protogen I should fatten one insanely with no checks or balances

Hey amigos, amigas, and everyone else. I'm thinking I'm going to be fully heading over to bsky soon probably by the end of February. Just wanted to give a heads up no certainties yet. But perhaps.

2/2 The shaking brings the whole subway to a grinding stop and now you have to walk through miles of horse gas hoping you don't walk past the subway station since you can't see the tip of you muzzle.

Cw: Hyper Farts 1/2 Sitting next to a little thin horse on the subway when his gut suddenly gurgles so loud it makes the whole subway car shake "Sorry." He whimpers before bass and a dense green smog fills the carriage blowing out the windows & filling the whole subway system.

余裕→焦り→諦め

Just you wait one day there will be fat awards. Like a blue ribbon for a cow or livestock. Need a feeder, a nutritionist, a vital monitor guy, and push the limits for sport. Special categories for things like most mobile in certain weight brackets. Oh and an eating contest too.

Wow it is cold today. Ya know what this part of the country needs? Someone so fat they act like a warm stone and raise the temp of the whole area. Getting bigger because I'm feeding them more taunting and teasing them to make them blush.... Uh so their cheeks are red and warmer.

2/2 A month later as the villain's tower in the distance swirls with dark evil magics the town's people watching with horror suddenly see a sphere on top of the tower that swells & swells. It's the villain, as the magic disperses the new fart blimp swells. Thanks to that horse.

1/2 CW: Fartflation "The hero of the land" making a big show about how he's going to stop the villain threatening their land but when he gets out to the stables his horse fartflates him so big he's stuck in the stable, the horse walking away casually as the hero creaks and groans

Ya know what's funny? I asked if you were hungry 20 mins ago & here you are sat on a chair that's barely holding your weight right in front of the fridge reaching in mindlessly cramming food into your greedy muzzle. So transfixed with eating you don't even hear me taunting you.

Oh my god! You are soooooo fat~ I'm sure you don't mind a hundred more pounds right?

2/2 - as you get pulled across the long table grabbing handfuls of food stuffing it in your muzzle despite your wanting to leave. You get pulled closer and closer food and sauces and grease stain you as you finally end up in front of Vix. "You're not going anywhere." he hums.

1/2 Vix tugging an invisible leash, while he sits at the head of a long table set with food, just as you were about run out the doors of this dining hall this invisible leash tugs you into the opposite side of the table then up onto it, your training making you eat-