Moes BYOB

Moe’s BYOB

Got Moe’s again today while on the road. I got the custom burrito with all my favorite fixings:

large (12″) soft-shell tortilla

ground beef

Southwest-style rice

black beans

guacamole

queso

shredded cheese

lettuce

black olives

Wish I’d taken a picture, cuz that burrito looked pretty massive! A big boy for a big boy like me!

Also, I’m gonna separate my food & recipes reblogs from this blog and make a foodie-dedicated alt-blog. chunkychuck225 will remain my main blog, where I’ll post my own personal musings about feedism, food, weight gain fetish, maybe delve into writing wg lit.

My Tumblr Likes

I’m trying to reblog posts that I’ve liked on Tumblr, but it’s becoming clear that that’s not going to happen, and if it does, it’ll be mad tedious. But I just wanna curate posts that I like and are relevant to the main topics of this Tumblr blog (food/recipes, male belly admiration, soft-core/casual gaining, weight gain story writing).

Looking at the posts that I’ve liked that had food/recipes, I’m noticing the trend that most of the ones that I’ve liked are baked goods, fast-food or carb-rich. Maybe that’s indicative of the likelihood that I’ll get fat easily, but what a delightful problem to have!

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #11

It amazes me sometimes how such mundane things can sometimes trigger feedism-related fantasies for me. This afternoon, I was pouring myself a cup of coffee, when my imagination caused me to think about beverage-induced weight gain expansion. Like, a magical mug that caused the drinker to slowly grow fatter the more they drank it. I even picture a group of guys partaking in a drinking game where they pass around one large, magical pitcher of, say, beer:

The first guy takes a swig. His shirt starts riding up and the underside of his belly peeks out at the bottom. Then he passes it to the next guy.

When this guy drinks, his cheeks grow ever so slightly fuller. When he brings the pitcher down, the hint of a double chin shows on his grinning face. He passes the pitcher along.

The third guy starts drinking, and the button on his jeans strains and then finally pops off, flying across the room and landing on the floor.

The next guy steps up to take his turn. He grips the pitcher in his hand and starts chugging. His thighs start to fill out and the fabric of his jeans starts to stretch. His legs begin to look like sausages.

Each guy in the circle has his turn, and each guy's body grows larger by the magical beer. When all the guys have drank once, they begin again and go down the line for a second round. Then a third. Then a fourth. By this point, some of the guys are feeling the effect of the alcohol. Some drop out, unable to continue drinking or continue growing. The guys who remain continue to drink, and each drink fattens them up even more. A little while later, there's only two guys left drinking. And due to the magical effect of the beer, they're both utterly massive. They pass the pitcher back and forth, until finally one puts up his pudgy hand to indicate he's had enough. The last guy standing takes a final victory swig. His body groans from the pressure and he inflates. Then he falls backwards onto his much broader ass and passes out on the floor, joining the rest of the porky bunch sleeping off their drunken stupors.

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #9

Another relationship weight gain fantasy: A F/M couple gets married, and one of the wedding gifts is a “fertility blanket” that supposedly has powers to increase the couple’s chances of having children. It has been passed down the female partner’s line from mother to daughter for generations. But it has a side effect, whereby the father of the child consistently experiences a sort of Couvade syndrome during the pregnancy and packs on weight, which may or may not be permanent.

In my own imagination, the male partner doesn’t know the lore behind the fertility blanket, but the female partner does. Soon after they consummate the marriage bed, the female partner finds out she’s expecting. As the pregnancy progresses, the female partner begins to notice a change in her male partner. He seems to experience symptoms similar to her own pregnancy symptoms, including the cravings, back pain, morning sickness, etc. He’s snacking a lot more and taking extra helpings at mealtimes. As it goes on, she notices he’s gaining weight at an ever-increasing rate. Meanwhile, he appears totally oblivious to any change in his habits or his body. The female finds her partner’s weight gain attractive and allows it to continue until the baby arrives.

So, on this front: In light of conversations I’ve been observing within the Tumblr Feedist community, I came to a hard decision. I’‘ve decided to remove all of my #belly envy reblogs, which included photos of guys with bellies which I had seen circulating that I wanted to reblog on my own page. Reading the discussions about consent and all that, I felt a bit called out for doing something that could be harmful to others, particularly the individuals depicted in those photos. I came to intuit that I was basically fetishizing them, a common practice in this community. I decided that I didn’t want to perpetuate that. So, I’ve deleted those posts from my Tumblr blog. I think perhaps a more appropriate way to express my admiration/appreciation of those posts would be a simple like. I wish there was a way to organize ones “Likes” on Tumblr (à la DeviantArt), but alas...

My Tumblr Likes

I’m trying to reblog posts that I’ve liked on Tumblr, but it’s becoming clear that that’s not going to happen, and if it does, it’ll be mad tedious. But I just wanna curate posts that I like and are relevant to the main topics of this Tumblr blog (food/recipes, male belly admiration, soft-core/casual gaining, weight gain story writing).

Looking at the posts that I’ve liked that had food/recipes, I’m noticing the trend that most of the ones that I’ve liked are baked goods, fast-food or carb-rich. Maybe that’s indicative of the likelihood that I’ll get fat easily, but what a delightful problem to have!

OMG, yes! I would love this, either playing the role of the “oblivious” feeder or the role of one of their victims. Sounds awesome! Reminds me of my post that’s kinda related, except the oblivious feeder gets hypnotized to play that role. The “well-meaning-foodie/cooking-friend” sounds a helluva lot less R-rated, tho, lol. It’s adorable!

i know everyone likes to talk about oblivious gainers, but consider:

oblivious feeders

like, honest, they just really like making food and sharing it with people, or they’re just trying out a bunch of new recipes and want feedback, or they’re just trying to show affection via a constant flow of sweets and treats and lush, heavy meals (plus dessert, of course), or all of the above…

and if everyone they’re close to keeps having to buy larger sweatpants because of this new pudge that won’t go away, well, that’s none of their business! also hey, want some cheesecake? tried something new with this one!