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[fatderg]

My weight gain over the past 2,5 years, about 50kg or 110lbs, most of it unintentionally but finally decided i wanna start gaining on purpose :)

[bailway]

Weak

When my boyfriend returned home he was 360 lbs.

One night he came into the living room red faced and quiet. “Babe… I may have gained some weight..

Of course I ask innocently enough.. “How much..?” He responds, 20 pounds.. making him 380 lbs.. I jokingly say “Well… just 20 more pounds…” knowing damn well I’m being serious.

He has been saying he wants to go on a diet…and I need to “Stop feeding him”. But the second I ask about food it quickly slips his mind.. and he only seems to remember about the diet after he’s painfully full on the couch fighting for his eyes to stay open.

I love how weak he is under my care.. from sinking into couches, needing a hand to get up and or just putting his socks on. I’m always doing little things for him so he doesn’t strain himself… and saving every calorie I can…

I have even spoiled him by getting another soda every time I hear the empty clink of the can… he’s even gotten comfortable enough to just tap on the can and I obediently grab him another one.

He loves every second of power he has over me.. But knowing damn well he’s becoming weaker…. And weaker everyday under my care

[gluttton]

Been chugging a full liter of heavy cream every day for a week now. Gut’s getting softer, heavier, rounder. Exactly how I want it. Every day I’m pushing further. Watch me swell. Watch me outgrow everything.

[mettatonisbest]

Being your big fat hog is all I'm good for now. My entire body is too thick and heavy, my mind is too addicted for me to even think about doing anything myself. My arms are so heavy they're practically useless for anything other than shoveling more fattening slop in my mouth, but even then, that gets exhausting to do after a few minutes. My thighs are so large that they force my legs to spread out, and they still touch. My ass is so huge and heavy that no amount of chairs could ever hope contain it. My belly has reached a point where it covers most of my lower body if I sit up. I'm absolutely covered in squshy, jiggling lard with rolls all over. I haven't even considered trying, but I don't know if my body can even get up or stand on its own anymore. But it's not enough. No matter how much you and I work to stuff me, no matter how full I am, it's never enough. I need more. I need to be bigger. Both because I know you can't get enough of your food addicted piggy growing for you, and because I love what I've turned into. I need to become a fully immobile morbidly obese blob for you. I get so horny thinking about how big I am and how I'm still only going to keep getting bigger. But since I can't reach to pleasure myself, I have to desperately beg you to touch me. Of course I don't get that privilege until I've been a good fat boy, eating everything you prepared for me while you praise me for being such a pig. When you lay face down on top of me, I notice something damp rubbing up against me. You start teasing me, tempting me. If I wasn't such a fatass, I could reach down there and touch myself, but instead, I'm at your mercy. I whimper and moan, but continue stuffing my face. It's not very noticeable, but you can tell I'm desperately shoveling this stiff into my mouth as fast as my heavy arms will let me. Finally, I finished all my food, and you start digging through the rolls and folds of softness that are hiding the only hard thing on my body. Your search eventually ends. From there, as I stare at what's visible of you behind my belly, as pleasure overwhelmes me, only these words come to mind.

I'm such a huge fatty

I need to keep growing

I need to be bigger

I won't stop eating

Because I'm your fat pig

That's all I'm good for

That's all I was ever meant to be.

[savourandswell]

Why I Am So Fat-

I am over 400lbs. Many people think that being this fat is the ‘easy option’ in life, or a product of sheer laziness. It is not. It takes constant mental and physical effort, it is a kind of warped dedication that most people cannot understand and would not endure. I keep eating more when I am already uncomfortably full, I restrict my activities because I wouldn’t have the energy to do them, I have sacrificed parts of my social life because I can’t keep up with my friends. Sure, a lot of it comes naturally at this point, but I am still making choices every day that my body does not want me to make. I have chosen to be fat. I make no excuses or mindless decisions, I have no delusions or medical conditions.

Why then? Why choose this struggle? Because it’s worth it. Obviously, I get to enjoy delicious food in quantities and combinations most never will. Yet, it’s about so much more than the pleasure of eating (though I love it dearly). I get to feel the ecstatic satisfaction of a stuffed stomach every day. I get to feel the soft, doughy goodness of my body everywhere I go. I get to be a warm, cuddly blanket for a partner everywhere we go- I get to embrace and envelop them with my fat, to feel our heartbeats fuse together as their vibrations send ripples through my jiggling body.

Everywhere I go, I am forced to live with strangers looks of judgement or disgust. That doesn’t bother me though, I am not ashamed. They mean nothing to me, they are strangers to me. And what are a strangers thoughts worth compared to those of an admirer’s? The look of longing, love, joy, and lust in a partner’s eyes will never not be worth it to me.

[danielle-feeder]

I want you to completely transform your body.

Turn you from a normal guy or girl into an obese blob big enough for my liking.

Bury your former fit frame under a mountain of fat.

Take away your athleticism pound by pound.

Your wardrobe piece by piece.

Your ability to run.

Tie your shoes.

Fit into restaurant booths.

Your only concern would be to eat.

Make your mound of a belly even fatter.

Ass even wider.

Tits even rounder.

Face even more buried under fat.

Now be a good piggy for me.

Eat.

[paddlescuddlesbubblesgurgles]

Recent Changes

I have been experiencing some changes recently. 

My belly is bigger. Finally outgrowing 4XLs. Damn. Goodbye so many favorites. It’s just getting thicker and rounder. I’ve had a massive apron gut for awhile, but now it’s just widening. Won’t be long now until 5XLs are my new normal. 

My arms are fatter. Seriously. My shoulders and upper arms are getting so thickly flabby, it’s silly. They’re just pillowy soft slabs of meat. Getting really saggy. 

My wrists are really squishy looking. When I bend them back there is a few little rolls / folds of skin that weren’t there. They’re chubbier. My hands are fatter.

My double chin is…turning into a roll almost. This one is embarrassing. It’s getting so much fatter. Just this blobby collar of squishy flesh around my throat. It’s silly honestly! It’s really starting to plump up. I’ve had a double chin for many many years but this is crazy. It plops over my throat and is almost on my chest. 

My thighs have fattened up further than I expected. I can lay my legs on top of each other in bed and it feels like I’m hugging a pillow between them. Serious upgrade. They’re just soft, meaty, squishy beanbags. They’re always been pretty huge, this isn’t a big change really. they do wobble even easier though, and I noticed my hand just sinks in when I rest it on them. 

My stomach’s capacity has been so badly stretched. I was so embarrassed recently when I was out with friends and ordered just one entree and it simply didn’t fill me at all. I vacuumed it up and was left so badly wanting. I felt practically empty! Turns out gorging every night has consequences. 

Getting up is slightly more difficult. This is my own fault. Spending hours on end seated without standing up and just eating has major effects. 

I’m wide enough now to fill large armchairs and half or 2/3rds of some couches. That wasn’t on my list. I’ve been filling lots of furniture for years, but now I’m filling the larger ones with ease. 

I’m almost totally grown out of all the largest underwear at Walmart / Target. That is annoying because then I must order that too. 

I’m realizing I’m no longer just fat, I’m huge. I’ve started to become not only the fattest person in the room, but often in entire public spaces. Store aisles and small shops are getting cramped. I’m the fattest everywhere I go usually, with other fat people seeming smaller. Now only real blobs are fatter than me. Am I…becoming blobby? I’m always the fat friend, often being heavier than 2 of my friends combined, sometimes 3. 

I cannot wait to stuff myself later. I hope I can’t stand after. 

[himblob]

140lb gain in the same year is crazy. I really can’t control myself anymore. I’ll always get fat again no matter how many times I lose weight… I think I should just give in and just keep getting fatter.

[beefballer42069]

How big do you think my capacity is? 🐷

[flapjack-gainer]

Up to 255 👀

[cupfeedcake]

No matter what I do, I don't seem to be gaining weight

It's getting harder and harder for me to walk, but I still look as thin as always

baby what am I doing wrong? I'm so hungry

[fatbuilder]

[himblob]

I think it fits better this way 🐷 140vs 280

that’s a 140 pound gain

Can’t go back now need more. 👿