But being stretched in the stomach and colon also turns me on.
When I stuff myself, I can hear like a voice repeating in my mind "fat pig, fat pig, fat pig, fat pig!" or in German "fette Sau! fette Sau! fette Sau!" in a way that sounds like a pump, the rhythm of the words and it turns me on, I can feel it in my fat that I must fatten up, must and produce fat.

I can't help gaining, I need to fatten up more, faster, my belly hangs a little bit, but needs to become this huge fat hanging apron of lard. I can feel it in my fatz gut that I need to gain a lot more, I need to put on a lot of fat, I need to swell, gain, pump up, inflate and fatten like an industrial fattening pig.
Eventually you have to give up resistance, give in to the fattening that needs to happen to you, "resistance is futile" say the Borg-Pump collective, that are beings that are there to fatten up human beings as much as possible for the fat. These beings are cybernetic organisms that are part mechanical pump and part organic life form.

I can feel my gut, how I should keep eating, how a feeder pushes me to overeat, delivers more and more and more food and enjoys how I struggle, but keep eating. More and more belly fat makes the stomach sack more and more stretchable and inflatable.

Fat is pumping into me steadily, it is very exciting to be a fattening pump up porker that is destined for struggling with mobility

I have a very hot thing and need an extreme feeder, it is a confession that will make me very very fat indeed: I can't stop eating, I also don't get full, my belly has gotten used to being stuffed and needs more pressure, I want to grow gigantic huge for a feeder. I can't stop eating, no matter what, so feeding me for hours, seeing how big my belly can get to the maximum, when I feel I'm going to explode if I eat another thing. That is perfect because it stretches me and fattens me up faster, I gain quicker from the fear of exploding, the stomach and intestines try to reduce the pressure by pumping the fat faster into my fat cells to not pop.
I'm fattening up like a pig from that. Just overfatten me, just make sure you increase the amount I must eat every day, step by step.

As I gain, I need to be fattened like that, so I balloon and fatten better. That I get stretch marks on my fat gut.

Pigs that canot stop eating need a feeder for purposeful fattening up. Please stretch me inside, give me a huge stomach sack, 2 gallons and more and megacolon, a super thick colon.
And I would gasp and pant and have trouble breathing when you overfeed me and it turns me on to be stretched, enlarged and fattened up.

And I would moan and pant, begging you to stop "ohh, you have to stop! I'm close to blowing up! I fear that you will make my belly explode!"

I love getting fatter for you! It is such a hot and exciting process happening in my belly. The fat pumps, I gain, I swell and get fatter and fatter and FATTER. I have get back to eating, I need ot eat a lot that my fat cells can fill.