piggyandherhogs:

Conditioned to be Fat

Society wants you to be an obese hog.

All those movies, TV shows, video games…don’t worry about going outside or hitting the gym. Sit and mindlessly stare at the screen.

Don’t worry if you start out growing your clothes- you can order hog sized clothes online. Better get an elastic waistband. If they still sell clothes that fit, you can’t really be that fat. Don’t worry.

Forget the diets and health foods and watching your weight. Think about all the places that will deliver groceries right to your door. All those take out places you can keep ordering from. Relax and let the food come to you.

Society is making it easy for you to give in and let the pounds pile on. So why not? Doesn’t it sound so good?

dreamingdarkly:

That’s it, just watch.

Don’t look away, you might miss it.

The moment when my top finally falls, when these big, heavy, perfect breasts pop free into the air, to bounce naked before your eyes.

I know you want to see it, just keep watching, it’s going to happen, any second now, it has to.

They are just too big, they can’t be contained.

I know you want to see them so badly.

Want to see how big they are, how soft they are, how perfect they are.

You want to see them so badly, because they’re so big.

You just can’t help yourself.

You so badly want to see that moment, that perfect moment when my perfect breasts are finally free.

Imagine how glorious it will be.

How perfect they will look.

You don’t want to miss that.

You can’t miss that.

So just keep looking.

Keep watching.

It’s coming.

You know it

Any second now.

Just relax.

Just keep watching them bounce.

Any second now.

Any moment now.

The moment you blink.

The moment you look away you’ll miss it.

Just focus.

Don’t look away.

You can’t miss it.

You need to see it.

The anticipation growing.

Needing to see it more and more.

Just keep watching.

Don’t look away.

Look closer.

You can’t look away.

Just relax.

Look closer.

Any moment now…

dreamingdarkly:

It felt so wrong.  But she couldn’t help it.  She needed it.  It wasn’t wrong to do what you had to right?  To get what you need?  It wouldn’t be wrong to steal food if you were starving.  And that’s what she was.  Starving.  Desperate.  Empty.

It had been so easy.  It shouldn’t be so easy.  What if other people did this?  What if they already were?  The software was so easy to use, so effective.  She’d just opened the package, then called him over to help her with her computer.  It was so easy.  Just act innocent.  Act helpless.  And in comes the knight her rescue.

Just two minutes, was all it took.  Two minutes and he was blankly staring at the screen.  Two minutes and he was open, ready, accepting.  Two minutes to make him believe whatever she wanted.  Two minutes to get what she needed.

And yet it still felt too long.

She needed it.  Needed it Now.  Needed it all.  Again and again.  Till she drained him dry.  She’d send him home, maybe remembering nothing, or that he helped her, or maybe just tell him they were dating now.  Would that be easier?  Or would it just complicate things with a bunch of useless dates and romance?

Would he even be enough?  It didn’t feel like it would ever be enough.  Remembering nothing would be best then.  She could call for tech support again.  Call for pizza delivery, package delivery, grocery delivery.  She could get more.  Needed to get more.  Would get more.  Would do whatever it took.  Whatever she had to do.

For just one more taste. 

Maybe the next one.  Maybe it would finally satisfy her.  Maybe it would be enough.

Maybe…