Hey Folks,

Hey folks,

Sorry it’s been a while since I posted but I’m back again.

Weight is steadily climbing at an average of 2lbs (nearly 1kg) a week and my shape is changing.

My belly is getting softer and ‘longer’ with an apron starting to form which I want to grow as big as possible.

The fatpad is swelling. The upper thighs are jiggling and my butt is widening.

A friend asked me yesterday, while looking at the photo on my new driving licence, “how long ago was this photo taken?”

“In October when I applied for the renewal.”

“Wow! Your face is so much rounder now!”

He went on to point out that what was my jawline is now a bulge of blubber, my neck is non-existent and now made up of thin creases and folds and that my face in general was now a lot fatter.

I can’t say he’s wrong. And I definitely can’t say I didn’t like hearing it. 😜🐷

I wonder what he would say if he could see the changes to the rest of my body?

Be well, be kind, love yourself and those who love you.

And remember, No Limits, No Regrets

oh and i have a second question :-) what's your current weight and height? love your belly!!

Hey there

Sorry, I just found these asks and I’m working through them.

I’m about 5’9” and 320lbs as of Sunday 17th March 2024.

Thanks for the compliment, it’s much appreciated. But I need to get a shed load bigger.

I hope you will stick around for the journey to waddling mega chub status.

The way i see it is, you have those "racing stripe" streaked love handles, although racing stripe might imply athleticism that you certainly dont have. You have a double chin that you are attempting to hide with that little beard of yours. Your chest is probably close to double Ds at this point. Oh and dont get me started on that gut of yours. It enters the room a step before the rest of you. Do you have any lap left? It folds over your waistband to spill onto your thighs. Its totally blocking the view, and when was the last time you saw your feet standing up. Can you even see the number on the scale standing straight up anymore?

All true! 🐷

And, no, I can’t see my feet or my dick or the scales. It I want to be so big I can’t see the floor

This is probably the best description of what I think and feel that I’ve ever read.

No, it’s not fantasy or gainer fiction. This is the life I want and what I am working towards.

Anyone wanting to help me achieve this goal, please get in touch

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Thank you all for your ongoing encouragement and support.

Remember, no limits, no regrets!

Why do I want to get fat?

Because I want to let go and allow myself to have the body I dream of. To be the object of a partner who finds fulfillment in the overindulgence and fattening of others. I love fat bodies and have dreamed of having one of my own for the longest time.

I want to feel my skin stretch as my body grows softer, fatter and larger. The feeling of clothes tightening and stretching, tearing and bursting is an exhilarating reward that lets me know I’m reaching my dream body. To feel rolls rise across my body, pushing outwards against my clothes, forcing me to seek out a larger size.

Food, eating and binging is an activity that makes me happy. Not because of guilt or shame, but because I enjoy it and cherish every bite. Because I love the thrill of a person encouraging me to meet my limits and push myself a little further. The feeling of a bloated belly and seeing how large it’s become in front of my eyes is blissful. Becoming incapacitated and vulnerable is beautifully intimate. To feel loving hands poke and rub my distended stomach, the teasing and marvel, the desire and lust.

To give in to laziness, gluttony and obesity is comfortable, relaxing and peaceful. Slowing down to a waddle due to cumbersome thighs and the momentum of a backside that has it’s own center of gravity. To feel the excessive weight on my frame as struggle to get out of bed and the extended time it will take to wash my overgrown body. Knowing that sitting at the table isn’t as hot as sitting in front of an open fridge and binging like a ravenous pig. Having my body develop rolls where I never thought I’d have them, a fat pad or fupa, arms that sag, ankles that swell and bulbous breasts that should be flat, yet arouse me to no end. I want to feel my belly hang out of tshirts and to force shirts open. To feel my body jiggle as I make any slight movement. So that I can have a fatter face, with thick chin rolls. And to widen and take up more space, with a fat back that has rolls that resemble breasts sagging to the side. Most importantly to have soft, flabby belly, extending in front of me, becoming the largest part of my body. A belly so big, that it forces my thick legs apart when I sit. I want my belly and thighs to be so round, that they bury my parts giving rise to extra care of my own wandering hands and the lustful hunt for of an enamored partner.

Because we only live once and I would rather allow myself to live the life I fantasize about. Bodies are fluid, they shrink and they grow or they stay the same. But for me, I want it to expand, to bloat and grow softer. Because I’ve realised that I’d rather be happy and fulfilled than frustrated and unhappy. As I grow fatter and rounder, I become jolly and sensual. My fantasies and kinks are important to me, I want to live them and to experience them without shame. I need to let myself become a glutton and sought out by an encourager, who would fatten me up and help me set the best worst example for myself. Because I want someone to share my desires with and to experience theirs. I want to be pushed to the point where I can consensually submit and feel myself get fatter as my inhibitions are broken, as I become the obese version of myself I lust for. To double in size, then triple - my thighs being bigger than my torso used to be, my breasts bigger than my head and my backside as wide as a family couch.

Because this is who I am and I WANT to get fatter.

Please never stop posting

Just seeing you turn from a muscle bear to a full on obese superchub is amazing and honestly inspiring

Aww, thank you. That’s very kind of you to say.

I want to be so big. I mean it when I say my motto is No Limits, No Regrets.

To reach superchub status would be amazing. I’ve got a long way to go before I get there. But I’m never going to stop trying.

Stick around for the journey and thank you so much for your kind words, they mean a lot.

Man, what have you done to yourself? Have you lost your mind!? You had such a perfectly built body! Was it so hard to keep working out? To keep a balanced diet and not stuffing yourself with everything on sight?

Do you think this is what bulking is?? Getting fat as fuck? You aren't bulking. Maybe the first 15 lbs was a bulk if you even were working out, but you certainly aren't bulking now. Just look at you. You probably couldn't get on a treadmill it would just stop underneath you. A lot of bikes at the gym have a 300 - or 350-lbs weight limit. How does it feel to know you could probably walk into any gym and break every single bike they have with no effort. My home gym has a 250-lbs weight limit. Granted, i haven't been under than in a couple of months, but maybe i need to work out with you to get my motivation back.

I LOVE the fact I’m too fucking fat and heavy for some gym equipment. You’ll need to really hunt around to find a lifting belt that will go around me. My belly is nearly 60” and it won’t be getting any smaller, I can tell you that for sure.

Get me so fat I can barely waddle then drag me to the gym to show off your handy work