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Full belly being played with 🥰

I love these so much

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What? Don't act like you've never gained a few pounds yourself 😳

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If this doesn't get like 1000 likes, I know my work here isn't finished 🐷

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Kidnapped and fattened

CW: force feeding, drug use, forced weight gain, mind manipulation

Day 1

I wake up, my head pounding. I don't remember much from last night, except the first couple of drinks and that cute guy who was definitely hitting on me. I squint, trying to adjust my eyes to the unfamiliar room I find myself in. I'm laying on a large bed. The room is definitely a basement, there is only one tiny window by the ceiling, and it has bars in it. I'm quite thin, but even I wouldn't be able to squeeze through it.

I try to lift my arm, but I feel a tug on my wrist. I turn painfully, only to see my hand cuffed to the bedframe.

I start to panic.

I hear a creak. The door opens, and no other than the cute boy from the previous night walks in. He's carrying a tray full of food.

"Oh good, you're awake," he says. "Now, don't panic."

"What do you want from me??" I spit out. "I don't have any money!"

I'm so scared. Is he going to hurt me?

"Calm down," he says, and his voice is very level and mellow. "Whatever nightmare scenario you're imagining, I'm not going to do it to you. I did find you rather hot at the party. But you could be much, much hotter."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Now now, no talking back, please. If you follow my rules, your life in here will soon become very easy and enjoyable. No responsibilities, no worries." He sets the tray on the bedside. I catch a whiff of delicious scent: burgers, fries, donuts. "Rule number one: you eat all the food I give you. You can take however long you want with it, but you have to finish. If you refuse, I will shove it down your throat anyway."

My mouth hangs open. What kind of sick game is this?

"Rule number two," he continues. "If you need to go to the bathroom, you ring the bell." He points to the bedside table. "I will escort you there and wait until you're done. Otherwise, you are not allowed to move from your bed, hence the handcuffs. Sorry about that. I am hoping they will stop being necessary soon, but for now I'm keeping them."

"And finally, you're allowed to watch TV in case you get bored. There are no real channels on here, just a couple of shows of my choosing. And a bunch of commercials." He pauses for a bit. "Any questions?"

I exhale, still in shock. "Is that the plan?" I ask, not liking how shriek-y my voice sounds. "Keep me here and feed me? How long? Why?"

"Why?" He smirks. "Oh, for my sick pleasure, of course. And as to how long - well, until you're presentable. I will decide when that happens. Now, get on with eating."

Day Two

"I... I can't..."

I groan, clutching at my distented stomach. My captor's "meal plan" is truly insane: 9 am, heavy breakfast, with pancakes oozing with syrup and several strips of bacon on top; 10 am, second breakfast, a bunch of donuts; 12 pm, lunch, burgers; 2 pm, snacks; 4 pm, dinner, an xl pizza; 6 pm, supper, a lasagna; 8pm, snacks; 10 pm, more snacks; 12am, a cup of heavy cream. As for other drinks, I am allowed full fat Coke or Sprite. There is no water.

It's 8 pm now. I feel like I'm going to throw up. He pushes Oreos into my mouth and then covers both my mouth and my nose, so that I'm forced to swallow. I can't speak, I'm scared of opening my mouth so that more food might be shoved inside. He sees that my capacity is at its limit, that I can't take anymore. He shows me a small pill bottle.

"You will start taking these."

I look at the bottle. It's mood stabilizers. "What the fuck?"

"For one, it will stop you from talking nasty like that. But most importantly, it will enhance your appetite."

I try to wriggle away as he uncorks the bottle and presses a pill to my mouth - but I am still tied to the bed.

I swallow, like I swallowed everything else.

"Good. Now, the real work can begin."

Day Four

I blink drowsily. There is still anger and resistence inside me, but buried deeper, under a layer of forced calm. My feedings are no longer unbearable, but they still leave me painfully full. Even if I could, I wouldn't really want to get out of bed. Even going to a bathroom with a distented belly is really a pain in the ass.

I lay on my back, watching TV. All the shows he put there are about food. Cooking and tasting, discovering new dishes. He says he can get me some of them if I develop a craving. With my appetite growing larger by the day, it feels more and more likely.

Week Two

I look at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My jaw is losing definition. My cheeks look puffy. I put a hand on my belly. It's early morning and I haven't eaten yet, so it's not tight as a drum for once. Instead, it feels gelatinous, curving slightly under my hand.

My reflection looks back at me with a dull gaze. I am slowly forgetting how to be angry.

Month Two

My body is soft all over, and I feel a strange sense of calm. I now wake up hungry every day.

Month Four

I learn to recognize my face anew. It feels like it belongs to a different person. No cheekbones left, instead, chipmunk cheeks that force my mounth into a pout. My eyes are squinting, dull. A double chin frames my face like a small crescent moon. I look older. I look fat.

I try smiling at my reflection. Pushing my cheeks apart starts to be a lot of work.

"Fatty," I whisper to my reflection. That's what he calls me. "Tubby. Lardass. Pig."

My breath quickens. The names slowly start ringing true. My fat face reddens as I huff and puff.

Lardass is ready for some food.

Month Six

I wake up, my belly growling. It's 8:45 am. I'm impatient for my breakfast. Slowly, I heave myself up to a sitting position. It's becoming harder by the day. My belly quivers and jiggles like a water bed. My back and side rolls spill all around me, forcing my hands at an angle. He said I don't need handcuffs anymore. It's not like I'm very eager to get out of bed, anyway.

I huff, adjusting my covers. My fingers are getting clumsy, hands dimpled and digits swallowed by fat. My thighs splay on the bed, forced apart but still touching. My belly, which can no longer rest between them, spills over and around. I absent-mindedly scratch the fold of my double chin, my upper arm roll jiggling as I do.

He enters the room, but this time, he doesn't carry a tray of food. Instead, he lays out enormous pieces of clothing on the bed. I have long forsaken my old clothes, instead sitting around naked.

"Put these on, fatso," he instructs. "You're free to go."

"W-what?" I stammer. My stomach gurgles harder.

"You heard me. You're free. Isn't that what you wanted?"

Is it? I feel panic rising in my chest. How will I even be able to waddle to the door? I can barely use the bathroom these days, and he has to assist me. I am trying to imagine navigating my fat ass through my old world. Taking a buss. Fitting in chairs. Seeing my old friends and family try to adjust to my new size...

"No!" The cry is out of my throat before I know it. "Please, no! I just want to eat!"

He smiles devilishly wide. "Don't you want freedom?"

"No, I..." I stammer. My cheeks wobble. Even my voice sounds muffled now - sounds fat.

I shiver and blush as I say the next words. "I only want food."

"Is that so?"

"Y-yes." I pause. "P-please?"

You pat my fat cheek. "Well, if you say so... Breakfast's in ten, fatty."

The relief that washes over me is the best feeling in the world.

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People have ROLE models, so why can’t *I* have ROLL models? Part one of what I’d love to achieve with the right FFA.

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Blowing Up Your Fatboy: Gainer Shake Basics

So I know you have your opinions about gainer shakes: what’s best, what’s healthy, what’s stupid, what’s toxic… And yet for all that supposed information, there’s probably at least as much confusion. From decades of bodybuilding and fattening guys, here’s what I’ve discovered about gainer shakes and using them to put over 150 pounds on my fatboy since we got together a few years ago. (And all that blubber looks amazing on his 5'6" frame.)

Guys who’ve followed what I’ve outlined here (both quantity and frequency) have gained 15-20 pounds in a month. In one case, 10lbs in a week for several weeks when combined with an already high-calorie diet.

4 Pillars of a Gainer Shake Whatever the recipe and no matter the goal, all gainer shakes are built from four main components:

a calorie source (heavy cream, peanut butter, etc.)

an insulin trigger (maltodextrin, dextrose, glucose, table sugar, etc.)

a flavor component (cocoa, Quik, fruit, juice, ice cream, etc.)

a texturizer (ice, xanthan gum, milk, soluble fiber, lecithin, egg yolk, etc.)

If your gainer shake tastes terrible, doesn’t give the desired results, or gives your fatboy diarrhea, it’s because you don’t have the right balance of the four components above.

All-Purpose Gainer Mix Use this unflavored mixture to pour over cereal or fresh fruit. You can also use it to revive stale cake, stale hard cookies, stale hard bread, stale cooked rice. Just pour it over the day-old food and put it in the microwave for about 30-60 sec.

A pint (=2 cups, =16 fl oz, =500ml)  of “heavy whipping cream” (=“whipping cream” in the UK, =about 30-40% milk fat).

Half cup (=4 fl oz, =120ml) of maltodextrin (available cheaply online)

This mixes easily with a spoon and has a sweet, creamy texture.

Gainer Shake Variation To the recipe above, add

0-1 cups (0-250ml) of milk to thin the mixture to a desired consistency.

Add flavorings such as

Nestle’s Quik, or

fruit, or

ice cream

Blend well.

If you can’t tolerate dairy, use non-dairy creamer and half as much maltodextrin (or else it’ll be insufferably sweet). If that doesn’t please, see the Pudding recipe below.

Pudding or Dip Variation Feed this pudding variation to your growing fatboy as is, or have him use it as a dip for cookies, apple slices, bananas, or a bland cracker.

A cup (=8 fl oz, =250ml)  of “natural” peanut butter (just peanuts and salt). You can use bad commercial peanut butter, but it’ll be hard to incorporate the maltodextrin, and it won’t taste as good. To make any peanut butter more pliable, microwave it for 15-30 sec.

Half cup (=4 fl oz, =120ml) maltodextrin (available cheaply online)

You can substitute any nut butter you wish for peanut butter. Peanut butter is the most common of nut butters, but almond butter or especially macadamia nut butter are even more fattening. All you need to make a nut butter is some nuts, some salt, and a grinder.

Frequency & Variety Gaining is much more about consistency than about quantity. Blowing up your fatboy necessitates at least one serving of any of these every day. Now think that through: He’s gonna eat one of these at least 30, maybe even 60 times in a month, so you need to keep the flavor and textures varied. Even if he tells you he loves one particular recipe and wants it every day, strongly urge him once in a while to try another flavor, texture or variant. He’ll say he doesn’t like it as well, but that’s perfect. He can go back to his favorite the next time with renewed enthusiasm. The alternative is that he eats his favorite every day until he’s sick to death of it, and then you can’t feed him anything like it for at least a month.

A Word About Maltodextrin Maltodextrin is a common additive in packaged foods around the world. It’s not expensive; it’s not exotic. Maltodextrin is the most efficient substance to trigger an insulin spike in your fatboy. Now whenever you say “insulin” to a gainer, he hears “diabetes.” (You can look forward to my writing a future blog entry on diabetes and gaining). Your fatboy is not crazy for making that association, but it might help to know that bodybuilders also use maltodextrin to help them build muscle. Maltodextrin used to be very popular in bodybuilding circles when high-carb diets were in vogue because the substance enters the blood stream twice as fast as ordinary sugar. This makes it the most effective way to shunt calories into the fat cells. (In bodybuilding, it was used by “hard gainers” as a post-workout drink combined with high amounts of protein.)

Maltodextrin spikes Insulin, which unlocks muscle or fat cells to allow nutrients to enter. Whether the insulin unlocks muscle or fat cells is a long explanation and not fully understood in nutritional science. (Also there is no evidence that a particular diet–much less a particular nutrient–will give someone diabetes). However, the bottom line for fattening your guy is that you want something to push all those calories into his fat cells like a tsunami, not like a trickle.

Maltodextrin is available online quite cheaply in almost every country. A inexpensive source I’ve found is My Spice Sage. If you’re considering dextrose, which is more easily available in health food stores that cater to bodybuilders, keep in mind that the osmotic pressure of maltodextrin is less than that of dextrose, which means less bloat and discomfort.

Butter & Oils Cooking oils taste horrible and will run through your gainer’s digestive tract like a freight train (if he doesn’t just vomit). Yes, you can use only small amounts, which sort of defeats the point, or you have to have at least twice as much fiber and starch to prevent the diarrhea. Butter isn’t too bad, but it won’t emulsify well (you’ll get little granules of fat), and why not just use cream. The fat in cream is butter.

Now, a far better use of butter or olive oil would be as a roux with rice (Creole style) or as a sauce with sautéed garlic over pasta (northern Italian style).

Weight Gain Powder Weight gain powders are expensive and inefficient. I know they say “weight gain” on the label, but they don’t mean “fat gain.” I don’t even recommend 90% of the ones on the market to bodybuilders. They’re usually mostly sugar (dextrose) and some cheap or low-quality protein such as casein, soy, or a hydrolized mystery protein. For that, you’ll pay more than you would for the same calories in regular food. Weight gainers do boast a lot of calories but check out the serving size. Usually you have to drink a cement mixer full of the stuff. Sure, weight-gain powder and gainers seem to go together like truckers and beer. But using weight-gainers as a calorie source is like using beer in your truck as a fuel source. In my opinion, weight gain powders have no uses for gainers, and I only recommend a select few for encouragers trying to put on muscle mass for bodybuilding.

Cake Shakes Well, here you’re on your own. If you’re drinking a shake for calories, a shake made with cake mix is a poor choice. Yes, it’s got loads of calories, but again we must consider the volume. A cup of heavy cream has 800 calories. A cup of peanut butter has 1600 calories. A cup of cake shake has probably 400 calories.

The only use of a cake shake is if you’re more concerned with bloat than calories. Many gainers love feeling like they just eaten an entire brick yard.  If that’s your aim, then you can’t beat the cake shake. And sure, it’s got a lot of calories too. Again, I prefer other foods and feeding techniques for really taking a guy to capacity in a feeding scene.

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Guzzling gainer shake like a hog!!

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When your feeder snaps a candid shot of your gains

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370+ lbs and I've outgrown all my biggest clothes.

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Full gaining journey. 145 lbs / 65 kg to 585 lbs / 265 kg. 2006 to 2024.

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I ate a bit much on my 8 day cruise.. 😏

14 lb gained 🍔

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Amazing progress.

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Sorry it got a bit hot bro

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Day 1 of chugging a quart a day to see what it does to my body. Had a pint of Ben and Jerry’s too, so 6500 calories of cream right before bed. Let’s make these regains rapid🐷

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Pretty big difference from my jock days. Need to make the after look like a before 🐷

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Life Changes. Roll with 'em.