This Is How Fat I'll Soon Become If I Don't Make Serious Changes In My Lifestyle... I Just Can't Stop

This is how fat I'll soon become if I don't make serious changes in my lifestyle... I just can't stop eating these days. My belly is a wobbling pile of newly formed pudge. I'm getting addicted.

I can't believe how fat my belly hang has gotten after chugging multiple weight gain shakes daily.. my entire gut is bloated from top to bottom but I couldn't resist being forced to finish a sponsored stuffing by a devious feeder 🙈🐷

I kept eating junk food and chugging coke until I was an utter burping mess to the point that one more gulp would make me sick.. and yet all I could think about was someone's hands caressing my swollen greedy belly and forcing even more fattening calories down my throat 🥵

Stuffing video on of 🫃🏻

Can't get over how well obesity suits short guys. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy seeing beanpoles soften up and get nice and plump, but there's something so hot about a 5'5 fatty : the extra weight seems to be settling everywhere quickly because of their smaller frame and they end up so lardy and rotund before they even realize. Breathtakingly hot.

In a terrible mood today but I saw my favorite cashier at Lidl's. His adorable drooping paunch and juicy love handles (along with his niceness of course) definitely made my day easier. I got nervous while packing my stuff and almost broke a chickpea bottle all because of his good looks 😅

Why are you such a yoyo gainer 🙄

I really don’t owe this a response but I think I’m going to actually really type one out here because I know people secretly give me attitude for this all the time.

Firstly, and most importantly, I can do what I want to do with my own body - and no one should be giving me an eye roll just because I’m not doing what’s most satisfying for someone else, Mr. Anonymous. Trust me, I’d love to see myself ballooning up bigger than ever, too, but currently that’s not what’s best for me (more on that later…). I still post content all the time and have never once had a paywall; I’d hope that you’d just enjoy the things I choose to post for free and not give me attitude for that. Also, for all we know, you’ve never gained weight before since you ask me anonymously, so why judge me for actually involving myself in my fetishes to any degree at all, when so many will leave it as fantasy for their entire lives? I’m proud of the times I’ve gained and gone outside of my comfort zone.

The last time I did a big growth spurt, in 2016 into 2017, I gained 80 pounds in about 9 months. Gained a touch more and I was around 240 pounds then from 2017-2020. That’s not really “yo-yo gaining”…. That was a solid period of my life where I was that size. It’s never had anything to do with shame or fear of doing it or cold feet. I’ve lost weight since 2020 because I was diagnosed with an autoimmune disorder and was many times informed that the symptoms could be helped by weight loss. I decided to put my comfort and health first over my fetish and lost about 70 pounds to try to help get over this issue. Luckily, it did help a lot. But unfortunately, that means I’ve now been a bit worried to go full-force into gaining again until I know exactly how my body will react. It’s scary. I don’t want to have the same health issues I was dealing with a couple years ago again.

So, yes - I’m currently, maybe, “yo-yo gaining” between 175 and 200 to just have some fun and still feel like I’m connected to my fetishes and sexuality in the meantime until I feel my health is in a place where I want to move forward with really gaining again. And I most likely will do it in a much healthier way next time while building some muscle as well. To be honest, now that I’ve gotten quite big before on my own, too, I think I’d rather do my next big gain once if find an encourager partner to do it with; it would be much less lonely and more satisfying for me this time. I’m in no rush - doing it how I feel most comfortable is most important to me.

Lastly, this is a bigger picture question - but why are gainers expected to just skyrocket consistently upwards in weight? If you expect people not to yo-yo and consistently move up on the scale, it’s setting unrealistic standards for literally everyone. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t ever want to be so big that it’s severely affecting my mobility or daily life. I’ve always told myself the biggest I’d really comfortably see myself getting is the 275-325 range (maybe that would change once I got there, but who knows). I’ve been in the 240s before, but if I just plowed ahead, I already would have been into the fattest bracket I would have seen myself in. Then what? I’m done? You might say that I should just keep getting fatter… but I think there are many ways to experience this community and explore a gaining journey. I see myself having many gaining journeys and yo-yoing around because it’s the gaining itself that’s so erotic to me, and belly size, and fullness, etc… I’d rather do it multiple times in a weight span I’m comfortable in. Every time I’ve gained a lot too I’ve gotten fatter than the prior committed time, and I’ve accepted that this will probably continue, where each time I’ll get another 30 or 40 pounds fatter, then lose it and do it again… anyway. It’s just my journey figuring out how I want to change my own body and this is how I think about gaining.

None of this is meant to sound mean, it just really gets under my skin when people seem to place their desires or expectations on complete strangers. Just firmly laying out my thoughts on this once and for all. We’re all apart of this weird niche fetish community that makes us feel othered and different; I think we should all just enjoy whatever anyone is comfortable sharing of their journey to accepting it and encourage people to feel at home and welcome here, not judged or turned away for setting boundaries.

I just stumbled across some old photos of me from about 7 years ago, when I was in my freshman year at university. I'd been stick-thin all my life, and was classed as a healthy weight according to my BMI. There was hardly any fat on me, I had abs, and I used to get a decent amount of attention in clubs and bars. Looking back, I was pretty hot.

Seven years later (and only in my mid-twenties), I've more than doubled my weight. My BMI puts me firmly in the obese category, and my abs have been buried beneath inches of soft, jiggly fat. The attention I used to get has dried up, and the body that most people would dream of has been replaced with stretchmarks, a pair of growing tits, and a fupa that has taken at least 2 inches off my 🍆.

What I've done to my body would horrify most people. Most people would desperately try to lose the weight, and try to return to the slim, toned body that I had before, even though it would be almost impossible. For some reason, the damage that I've done to myself turns me on like nothing else, and makes me want to turn those 'after' pictures into new 'before' pictures.

And I did this to myself all on my own. I can only imagine what more I could do if I had a feeder...

God, what have you been eating?

That belly is just pure flab. You should be ashamed of letting go and turning into such a little porker.

Anyway. Shoving food into your mouth all day long isn't gonna do your body good, and your weight problem is going to snowball into poor health when you should be at your physical prime. Your heart will start pounding at every small effort, that fleshy mound of a belly isn't gonna get any smaller and will probably get in the way of your every movements. Your thickening thighs will start chafing, your back will ache, your joints will too, all because you chose to give in to gluttony and sit on your widening ass as much as possible. Truly pathetic.