I'm si ck again… and it's turning me on so much I'm lying here in the dim light of my room, heart pounding too hard, too fast, like it's trying to break free from my crushed che st. Every breath is a fight short, ras py, whee zing, as if my lun gs are drowning under layers of warm, heavy fat. My belly, massive and burni ng, presses so hard it ste als my air even at rest. A dull, deep ache radiates from the right side that familiar liiver paiin, sw ol len and screaaming silently under the flood of calories I've for ce ed into it.

I'm really sick. Feverish, dizzy, exhausted to my bones, my whole body protesting, begging… and I'm smiling in the darkness 🐷

Because this is exactly what I crave.

Every symptom feels like a dark caress, every frantic heart beat a reminder that I'm destrrooying myself slowly, voluptuously, and I love it more than anything.

I might end up in the hospital again.

Another respiratory failurre, another heart situation, my liver finally giving out… the thought makes fear twist in my gut… and desire flood through me.

So I'm leaving it up to you.

Vote now !

YES: I end up in the hospital

NO: I stay home, push harder, stuff myself despite the paiin, let my body crumble a little more for you

Be honest.

Tell me what you truly want to see happen.

Tell me if you dream of watching me wheeled away, breathless, ter rifi ed, but smiling because I chose this.

Or if you want me trapped in this bed, stuffed, ruined, heavier every day, always closer to the point of no return.

Your vote weighs on me… just like my belly on my lungs right now.

I'm already trembling waiting for your answers.

Tell me.

Hospital… or not?

I love you… even if my body is failing me.

And I fucking love that too💦😮‍💨