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I need an enabler.../Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #4

I'm a casual gainer. I don't like stuffing and I don't need a feeder. I prefer to feed my own self. But I would love it if you wanted to enable me to grow fatter! Picture the scenario where you and I are co-workers at the same workplace. Whenever it's lunch break, you're always like, "Let's go to this restaurant/fast-food joint for lunch!" And it's inevitably its a restaurant thats got a lot of fattening foods on the menu. I order something simple, and you're always like, "Are you sure that's gonna fill you up enough, big guy?" Thereby causing me to doubt if it will, so I order something extra, e.g. a dessert or a chocolate milkshake or something. We get our orders and find a booth to sit at. After a while of eating, you decide you're somehow full, even though you've barely touched your food. You ask me whether I'll finish it for you, and the answer is always yes. So by the end, I have to lossen my belt a notch or two. We leave that place, and then swing by a coffee shop on the way back to work. I order a large coffee with a ton of creamer, you order your coffee and a dozen assorted donuts for the rest of the office. You take a couple of the most fattening ones and say, "These are for you, big fella!" I take them without arguing, eating one in the car on our way back. This goes on every day for a month, and I eventually come to a point where my pants no longer fit like they used to. But I'm okay with that...

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #13

I love the idea of guys just mysteriously growing fatter. Like, they have no idea how or why, but their jeans are suddenly hard to button. Same with their button-up shirts. When they put on a t-shirt, it only comes down to their belly button, and when they raise their arms to stretch, it rides up to their chest. Don't know what's going on, but suddenly, they're craving a mega-meat burrito from the Tex-Mex joint down the street. Maybe two? Oh, yeah, that hits the spot!

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #14

This is kinda inspired by the foreman at the farm. This is fictionalized.

I'd make a wish that the foreman would be constantly eating throughout the day. From the time that he arrives at the farm to the time he goes home, he always has some kind of snack or food in his hands. He'll never be caught without food in his hands.

He'd show up to work every morning with a thermos of coffee and a thick breakfast sandwich he brought from home: a bagel with sausage, egg and cheese on it. While the boss was going over the day's agenda, he'd slowly eat his way through that sandwich, taking occasional sips of coffee to wash it down with.

We coworkers would take turns each week to buy donuts for everybody. And after the morning meeting, I'd catch the foreman grabbing one or two of them on his way out to start up the tractor. While we are in the fields, I occasionally look back and see him sitting on the tractor, eating his donut and sipping his coffee. When he finished the donut, he has his lunchbox handy by on the tractor with him, so he can reach behind him and take out one of the snacks he brought from home. It might be a chocolate chip cookie, or a few Oreos, a swiss roll, nutty buddy, granola bar, etc. And each time he finished one snack, he'd reach in again and take out another and just munch on that. And then another one. And another one. Then when he's done in that field, he'd drive back over to the main building and grab another donut or two. I would come back to the office a little later and find him just finishing up his fourth or fifth donut for the day.

Lunch break would roll around then. He brought a lunch from home, just a turkey & cheese sandwich and some potato chips. But he would also drive off in his pickup into town where he'd stop by the local fast-food joint and grab a burger, fries and a large chocolate milkshake and bring that back to the farm and eat it all at the staff table. He'd work steadily on that feast, with no sign of slowing down. Just a constant rhythm of chewing.

When he gets up from the table, he goes and grabs his lunchbox again and heads to the greenhouse. While he was in town, he restocked his snack supply, so that lunchbox is packed full again of all sorts of sweet and savory treats. While he's laying dripline in the greenhouse, he's taking bites out of a Snickers bar. He has his lunchbox fastened to his belt loop with a carabiner and some rope. So as soon as he finishes that Snickers bar, he immediately reaches into the box and pulls out another snack. This time it's a party-sized bag of peanut butter M&M's. He leaves the lunchbox open and sets the whole bag in it, and as he's going along, he reaches into the bag to pull out a handful of M&M's to pour down his gullet.

By the end of the day, his snack stash is all gone. So before he leaves for the day, he takes whatever left of the donuts and gets into his pickup. I can see him driving down the road with one hand on the wheel and the other gripping a donut. His mouth is smeared with sugary glaze.

So, this goes on for a few weeks. As weeks turn into months, the effect all this grazing is having on his waistline is evident. What was once a small starter gut has now grown to a respectable ball gut. His stomach, moobs, and love handles all bulge out under his t-shirt, making it look uncomfortably tight. His jeans look like they were painted on now. His thighs have filled out more and now look like stuffed sausages encased in denim. But he still lumbers around, still is always found with something in his hands to munch on.

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #15

Now that I'm a bit older and my feedist lit palate has (hopefully) matured a bit, I feel like I'd love to read (write?!) a weight gain story about some guy who gets a job as either a food writer or a professional chef. Somewhere in the culinary industry. And they, like, need to sample something like... 100 Mexican restaurants in order to fully appreciate the underlying complexity of, say, the taco. So they spend weeks, months even, tasting different tacos from different restaurants, and by the end of it, their clothes are fitting a whole lot tighter on them than when they started. And the story would also include, like, very specific details about techniques, ingredients, their sources, flavors, etc.

EDIT (11/28): I guess all I'm saying is, Yes, describing the way that the character's body is changing and growing is great imagery. But also, could we also include vivid descriptions of how food is being prepared, cooked, presented, etc. The colors that are there. The aroma of the ingredients cooking on the heat. How you can taste each component in the symphony of the dish. That's what I'd love to read...