I Appreciate Your Story/perspective On This And I Apologize If My Question Is Too Personal, I'm A Southern

I appreciate your story/perspective on this and I apologize if my question is too personal, I'm a southern guy trying to understand more about this since I've only ever met 3 trans people in person(that I know of at least, ik not everyone is visibly trans), 2 being tboys. I believe we got one go at life so people should live how they wish in whatever truth they find within themselves. Whether it's a ton of tattoos, being trans, who they love, their career path, or whatever. Like who am I to disparage what you found within when I don't have your experiences ya know?

Is the gender affirming aspect of weight gain(in your experience) more about the change in size of certain traditionally femme body parts? Or is it something else? All over softness in comparison to the general perception of men being rugged and rigid?

Bro like at least half of the people who interact with my posts/stories are trans and I'm trying to figure out if I just got that accepting/supportive vibe or if this community is just extra extra trans. Like it's Tumblr so ofc its gonna be more trans than other sites

Either way I'm doing something right ig with the gender neutral stories

Also a lot of y'all are hot, I'm finding so many sexy mfs on here

Additional thought. Weight gain can help with body dysphoria? I don't have a personal experience with that in regards to gender but from what I've read it seems like a common theme for people. Like it would make sense to me if a lot of trans people were into soft feedism, that just clicks in my head and sounds right because of how loving/nurturing soft feedism can be(especially in regards to a body changing)

Weight limit

Furniture isn't made for you fatty. There is a reason why so many things have a weight limit on them. They are warning signs that you are getting too fucking huge. I know you are just a greedy butter-loving hog, but even you can tell chairs are not made for blobs that drip sweat after waddling down the stairs for 2nd dinner. However, you might be able to get away with sitting on a couch. Do you want to know why? Because those are made so that whole families can sit on them. Guess that makes you fatter than most family members combined? Considering most of your achievements are demolishing whole pizzas by yourself, you might as well pat yourself on the back roll for breaking another record only someone who thinks about stuffing their gut all day would break. You can still look forward to breaking your weight limit. Maybe even a chair if you are plumped out enough.

I am sure you would love that. It beats exercising or eating healthy any day. Don't get me wrong though fatty. You will get your fruits and vegetables. They will just be covered in cheese or coated in a hard chocolate shell for your eating pleasure. You can fool everyone into thinking you are losing weight or watching what you eat, but you can't fool the scale. You certainly can't fool me. I am paying too much attention to your late-night snacking and a seemingly endless supply of soda. Morning, noon, and night seem to be dedicated to eating. I bet if you could sleep it you would in a heartbeat. You are a glutton from flabby chin to blubbery fupa. Keep eating to satisfy your cravings to get bigger.

Glorifying Obesity? Nah, I'm

𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓽𝔂

WE GOT THE GREEN LIGHT YALL

Chastikey adaptations, struggling to reach, whimpering and begging, barely grasping the top before collapsing back from exhaustion, mean AND light teasing about not being able to reach, lifting the belly as a requirement for access, being told to eat more before they pleasure you, them needing to DIG to find it, humping your leg to create friction before getting too tired far before completion, requiring toys to reach, the toys dont help you reach anymore, buying a humping mat only to eventually have it not be enough, losing access forever so your partner just makes do with your rolls

RAAAAAAAAAHHHHH I NEED ALL OF THESE SUCH STORIES TO USE THIS PHRASE

Ideal man.

Fat.

Full.

Horny.

Lard locked (needs help to get off)

there’s just something about a partner recognizing when you’re desperately horny and needy and taking pity on you. something about them saying “awww, sweet boy. does it hurt here?” and rubbing between your legs or putting their hand on your lower belly. something about them promising to “make you feel better” but taking their time. agonizingly slow so that you either let out a whine or try to grind against them, unable to take it anymore. there’s something about them going, “shhh, it’s alright, let me take care of you.” and biting back a grin because they know full well that they’re going to fuck you until you cry. until it really hurts.

Be a sweetie for me and finish this, okay? I couldn't possibly eat this much.

It's okay, you're just getting fat. I still love you. Oh, I just want you to have snacks, in case you need them to focus on your game. I just want you to do well.