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I believe that belly rubs ought to be a more acceptable form of greeting in modern society. I think it would convey how you think of another person. Perhaps there are those that feel the same!
I’ve not been actively gaining as of late, but I keep scrolling through Tumblr and occasionally see other guys saying, ”Yeah, I just had a Vanilla Wafer every night for a week and gained 20 lbs.”
I start thinking to myself, ”DANG! I really have to get back to stuffing myself; otherwise I’ll be too thin and fit! Then everyone will think I’m lazy!”
I can’t wait to finish my current class so I can reward myself with a trip to Goodwill. I’m going to get some clothing, ranging from “probably too small for you now” all the way to “obviously too small for you”.
I think I’ll also get a tight hoodie and make a neat decal for it. I don’t know, we will see what comes of it. I’m hoping it’ll jumpstart that desire to gain I had the other day.
An open letter filled with non-rhetorical questions for all female feeders and FFAs (ah heck, why not all women?): 1. What is it, other than willingness to get fatter or already being fat, that sets a man apart from the rest in your eyes? 2. What makes him interesting enough to keep your interest? 3. What dissuades you from interacting with him any further? 4. What is it you want to talk about, both online and in person? 5. -5A- How much personality is too much? -5B- How much is too little? 6. Is a post like this seen as being a logical way to gather information, too desperate, or is there a different way it is perceived?
If my fat had organized itself into a double belly like this, I guarantee you I would never have even contemplated losing weight. I’ve done research before and it seems like it’s just genetics, but if I’m wrong and anyone knows how double bellies are made PLEASE message me.
My belly's become a bit of a handful... (and yes that is a box of KFC next to me 😅)
Weight gain art and stories fall into two categories: -Unrealistic extreme weight gain in which on day two they are already nearly immobile. 🙄 -Gradual, nuanced, and realistic weight gain that starts from the very beginning, where every little change is detailed, celebrated, and explored.🥰
I just ordered a medium pizza with bacon, and lately I’ve been really tempted to start gaining again!😳 I almost convinced myself to get an XL, but no- I want to get down to being thin, so I can have a huge, surprising, and rapid weight gain.
Thinking of trying to post some art but I just don’t feel like I’m good enough yet, like I have no consistent technique and it’s all still in the experimental phase.
I wonder how much I would have to eat, how much fat I’d have to put on, until the visceral fat lifts up my belly apron and it just looks like I have a beach ball under my shirt again. Currently making plans to give into the temptation to gain again, getting like a whole cake and a couple of milkshakes tomorrow and just demolishing them. I want to rub my FULL belly while I study. It’d be so nice to have an FFA to bring me food and rub my belly. Just feeling so tired. I’d love to just sit and study all day, absent-mindedly packing away enough calories to feed a normal person for about a month or something like that. It’s times like these where I really start to understand those of you who are aiming for immobility. I just want to sit, learn, and gorge myself into a giant flabby monster.
I hate it but it’s true: I am really just a nerd. I’d sacrifice pretty much all my time to work on projects, trying to automate and innovate in all the ways I can. Even when I’m not actively gaining, if there is even somewhat junky food around, you better believe I’m eating it. As of late I’ve exercised a lot of restraint, gotta look good to get any entry level career job, hopefully one I can work from home. After that first real job, experience and certifications will close that gap. I bet you that I’ll either have gotten really fit by ardently avoiding anything remotely unhealthy, or (more likely) I’ll gain 100 pounds that first year. I honestly would love staying at home and just working obsessively or spending time on my passion projects while a kind lady just brings me the most indulgently calorie rich, delectable, and fattening foods and rubs my growing belly. I don’t mind being distracted for a while to talk, I enjoy it! We can talk about whatever, but one of the biggest things we have in common is my goal weight! I would absolutely love to settle in to a nice little situation like that.
I think donuts are either my kryptonite or my path to apotheosis. Can’t figure it out. If I could have two dozen donuts right here and now, my shirt would be off and I’d be cramming those things in my mouth like my life depended on it. It’s always kinda weird when you’ve eaten everything you got to stuff yourself, even though you’re kinda full you could definitely still eat, but you don’t really have anything else around so you just kinda feel really unfulfilled for the longest time. I think that’s actually a decent part of the reason I started losing weight, there just wasn’t enough food around to really fill me up to the sweet spot. I love that sweet spot, you aren’t so disgustingly full that you hate yourself or feel like you are going to vomit, but you are filled right past the brim to where you feel a bit sleepy, incredibly satisfied, and you could graze on whatever for the next few hours. That’s really the point where you need a feeder, to keep you there for as long as they possibly can. The best stuffings I’ve ever had made it where I’m constantly hungry for several days afterwards, but it also feels like there is just a huge stone sitting in your gut. I think one of the best stuffing sessions I had was at home with several McDonalds meals. I don’t normally ever eat McDonalds, but I think the sum of everything I ate had enough fat and carbs for 10 days of the recommended total. It was as though I could feel the fat growing as I slept that night. I’ve also had heavy cream a couple of times, but I really wish I had gotten some chocolate syrup or something. At one time I got a bunch of the smaller peanut butter jars from the store and did my best to eat one a night. I think one night I managed two! Way back when I was in high school, I would buy a bunch of Pop-Tarts from the cafeteria and eat them all when I had the house to myself. I just wanted to get that out. I currently don’t have much in the way of alone time or resources. I guess I’m technically still trying to slim down so I can blow up, but I would absolutely be gorging on the most horrifyingly gluttonous feast if I had my way right now. I find writing sometimes helps me manage the urge to stuff my face with the closest concentration of calories for the smallest energy expenditure (because a soft jiggly belly does not thrive on exercise). Gosh- I used to be such a good fat pig. I’ve actually gained 5 pounds back recently and I can’t really tell if I’m into it. It feels good when I get closer to filling up and I’ve enjoyed occasionally feeling it stuck out again, but I just kinda want to see the weight loss through for its own sake as proof I can do it. I know that’s not what people want to hear me say, I’m supposed to constantly be desiring to get bigger and have no will power, but I really think that it’s not a good deal to let gaining become the basis of your personality. It almost happened to me, when I was starting to get the little folds on the sides of my back I was so excited about getting these precursors to real fat rolls for the first time! I was so ready to just throw myself into gaining, then opportunities to stuff myself dried up, and I started to dislike how round my face was getting. I started getting dissatisfied with the belly overhang and small belly apron I had so fervently coveted when I was younger. I was unhappy that I didn’t have a double belly, I didn’t like how small my love-handles were in comparison to my belly. I still loved how my moobs laid on top the shelf of my fat when I sat down, and I liked where it creased and folded- I was just discouraged. I think it might be one of those things where I wanted my fat to grow in ways that weren’t conducive to my genetics and body structure. Maybe I’m just one of those people who is happy when they are thin or fat, but are miserable in between. I don’t know. All I do know is that when I see a gainer who is where I was or further, I start feeling tempted to return.
I don’t think we are our own worst critics by some arbitrary necessity, but in seeing what others are doing and praising, and by them setting goals we cannot or will not ultimately achieve, we become those critics. So that’s just a fat boy’s rambling. Not sure it was productive or adds any value to anything. Just kinda spun my wheels until I petered out, it’s kinda the goal with these things, it takes my motivation to gain down to a manageable level. Maybe I’ll have a handful of almonds or an extra slice of that cake right before bed, but I’m not going to go blow $60 on a bunch of food to eat in a single day. I don’t know what will happen when I’m not held back by my circumstances, it’s likely that’ll hinge on whether I’m feeling motivated to lose or gain weight when those circumstances change. Kinda spooky to think that the trajectory of my life could be determined so much by that one variable.
A bit of a downer post and a follow-up to the previous one.
When gaining weight, look out for that threshold where you say to yourself, “Eh- it’s only another thousand or so calories. Why not?” Take note of how much you are gaining! Document like every 5 pounds so you can appreciate all the little things! All the changes!
Y’all don’t even know how close I am to breaking down and getting 4,560 calories worth of donuts delivered to my place of work right now. Head out to the retail chain you think would most likely have a male feedee working there and you might just get to see me subtlety stuff my face. If I do end up following through, I’ll probably get Whataburger or something on the way home, maybe pick up some supplies to stuff with for the next few days. Last night I couldn’t sleep because all I could think about was eating and getting fatter. All alone, might as well eat! If I were the last remaining person on Earth I’d probably have a lot of fun eating all the different foods left around for me.
I’ve been doing my best, but I semi-unintentionally have regained 10 pounds. I’ve been doing my best not to buy myself super calorie dense foods to stock up on and gorge my gut with, but I see how my contemporaries are blowing up from being regular fatties and into proper hogs and I just can’t help myself. There are so many inspiring feedees and it just makes me want to stuff myself until I jiggle with every breath. It’s incredible what I’ve done in the past without a feeder! Just imagine the improvement I could make with a little help!
Considering posting on YouTube again.
I just keep feeling really paranoid. I doubt anyone could dox me, but I also sometimes hate knowing that people can see me. Let me know if y’all would be interested in belly play videos.
I’ve just been doing a lot of semi-unintentional gaining recently. I’m considering picking up a bunch of food one of these days to stock up, gain a little weight back intentionally, and see how I feel about it. I’m hoping I put on weight differently. I want a double-belly but I don’t think that’s in the cards. Pretty sure it’s just genetics, but if anyone knows anything to the contrary let me know.
If I’m going to gain weight anyways, why not have fun and enjoy it?
I just keep flip flopping, so even though I’m fighting against the weight gain, I end up eating a bunch of calories the next time.
Two days ago at work, there were a few cupcakes in the break room and I decided not to eat any. The next day I ended up eating all that remained. I don’t know how many it was, I bet 4 to 6. I don’t know what to do. Gaining blog aside, I wish it wasn’t this hard to lose weight/keep off weight.
Obviously I have a good deal of will-power, I mean. I am a gainer who still managed to lose 40 pounds because I wanted to. I just started to screw up. I’ve regained around 6 pounds, I don’t know if this is related, but now I’m wanting to try gaining again. Maybe this feeling will subside, but I don’t know. A little bit of turmoil and internal conflict.
I just want a girlfriend who is secretly a feeder or a closeted fat admirer. She very subtly tries to get me to eat more and constantly makes the most delicious food. I’ve get far enough into the relationship that I decide to tell her that I like being fat and gaining weight, at which point she excitedly tells me she’s into it too. Why are FFAs so rare? I’m just dying of starvation out here!
Study By Stuffing
Okay, sometimes the ADHD hits hard and I can’t focus on what I really need to be doing. I only recently started taking notes because I’ve found it helps me stay focused, and the continuous info stream is easier to digest that way. The problem with that is I almost end up writing everything word for word and it takes forever to get through just a little bit. I hadn’t tried eating and studying before, but it was dinner time, but I was having to do some catch-up. I ended up getting the same amount of work it took me an hour to do while writing notes only 20 minutes while I was chowing down on dinner. I think I can mentally justify getting a whole bunch of donuts and snacks to gorge on if it can help me focus even after my meds have worn off. I’ll be studying by indulging in my desire for huge love-handles topped with plump fat rolls and a double belly lightly sprinkled with cellulite. This is perhaps the best reason for me to get back into gaining. I have at least one more class to go after this one, I’ll have to put this to the test. I’ll have to stop on my way home from work tomorrow. I think that this time I may actually follow through on it this time.