To elaborate... I'm into bondage and restriction of movement. Before I ever came out as a feedee I loved assertive people pinning me, holding me down, tying me up or otherwise leaving me immobilized and feeling powerless. It... Thrills me.

So... Getting too fat to the point I regret my size to me feels just like a natural, organic way to replicate that feeling. My own body being the thing that binds me and restricts my movement. Maybe a big meal leaves me so uncomfortably full ropes aren't required to ensure I'm not getting out of a chair without assistance.

The idea of my body being a trap of my own devising is thrilling to no end.