softallover:

i got an idea. a fat farm made up of hungry lazy gamers who all sit in extra-large arm chairs next to each other in rows while i methodically refill their plates and drinks with whatever they desire, massage their tight bellies if they’re feeling a little indigestion, administer jiggles and squishes and slaps as needed, gently handfeed them when they’re too busy playing to actually lift their food to their mouth and their eyes are starting to droop…. 

sit em down and watch em grow like the soft happy hogs they can be. before long they’ll be addicted. their arms will start to sag with fat, their chins sinking happily into their chests, big plump thighs sprawled in their chairs, jelly-soft legs wobbly and weak as a newborn deer when they try to stand up. they’ll expand in their chairs like dough, layers of flesh growing, overcome with the constant physical pleasure of eating, forgetting about the lives they had planned. hooked and hungry and helpless. 

now that they’re hooked? that’s when you start pushing them. that’s when they give into their animal urges to eat on all fours. that’s when they forget how to use silverware or napkins. that’s when they start grunting with pleasure like pigs when you refill their plates. that’s when they start on weight gain shakes through the funnel.

that’s when they really start to grow.