If you eat everything you normally would to maintain your weight and don’t increase activity, two donuts per day extra will gradually increase your weight. If you say each donut is about 200 calories, you’d be eating an extra 400 calories per day.

So two extra donuts per day would probably mean a gain of about 3-4 pounds in a month. Doesn’t sound like a whole lot, but if you keep it up, you’re looking at 40 pounds in a year, which is a significant gain.

Honestly, like 4 or 5. I was really into the cartoon where the pig gets force fed until he’s massive… Templeton the rat gorging himself until he’s got a big sloshing belly… and the story of Hansel and Gretel

I think at one point I admitted I would have kept tricking the witch until I was really fat… I remember being disappointed he didn’t appear fatter in the illustrations.

I want to try this challenge out. Wake up early, maybe 6:00am, and eat 300 calories every 30 minutes until midnight or so. It would come out to about 11,000 calories.

I feel like this could be done somewhat easily if the 300 calorie “doses” are quick to eat and are in enough variety. Like I wouldn’t want to eat 300 calories of potato chips or chocolate bars every 30 minutes for 18 hours.

Looking for suggestions on how to do this. It’s something I want to try for myself - and possibly try to extend it to multiple days in a row. Id definitely chronicle my progress here and on Feabie too.

I like being teased by my GF and within the community, but not in other settings.

Two really bad experiences for me:

1: At a party at my parent’s house. One guy, friend of my parents with no “indoor voice” saw me for the first time in several years. His reaction was to say “WOW, YOU’VE CHANGED!”

Of course tons of eyes were on me. I awkwardly made a reference to “yeah, I’ve been keeping my hair short” or something. But this asshole doubled down. “NO, I MEAN YOU’RE REALLY PACKING ON THE POUNDS!”

Ruined the day for me to be honest. I wanted to tell him to fuck himself.

2: Co-worker noticed one day and kept commenting on it. Then he kept trying to poke/grab my stomach while I tried to casually move away from him. My boss was standing RIGHT THERE too. Didn’t see exactly what the co-worker was doing, but suspected something when he gave both of us the “what the fuck are you guys doing look” as I gave my co-worker “I’m really close to fucking decking you right now” glare.

I like being teased by my GF and within the community, but not in other settings.

Two really bad experiences for me:

1: At a party at my parent’s house. One guy, friend of my parents with no “indoor voice” saw me for the first time in several years. His reaction was to say “WOW, YOU’VE CHANGED!”

Of course tons of eyes were on me. I awkwardly made a reference to “yeah, I’ve been keeping my hair short” or something. But this asshole doubled down. “NO, I MEAN YOU’RE REALLY PACKING ON THE POUNDS!”

Ruined the day for me to be honest. I wanted to tell him to fuck himself.

2: Co-worker noticed one day and kept commenting on it. Then he kept trying to poke/grab my stomach while I tried to casually move away from him. My boss was standing RIGHT THERE too. Didn’t see exactly what the co-worker was doing, but suspected something when he gave both of us the “what the fuck are you guys doing look” as I gave my co-worker “I’m really close to fucking decking you right now” glare.

I took it a few times because so many of the answers were just “me”

My results of “submissive”, “romantic”, “and stuff me until I can’t move” are all accurate for me.

At heart, I’m a romantic feedee, and love being doted on and cuddling. At the same time, I’d be perfectly fine if the feeding became unrelenting for periods of time… like “let’s make you as fat as possible over the next 30 days” or whatever.

I struggle getting socks and shoes on a bit these days. That’s about it.

I’m 170ish now. Goal is around 200, maybe eventually 230-250.

I've been taking a different approach to it, especially since I started dating a feeder back in January.

Pre-emptive explaining of my weight gain, and maybe feigning oblivity.

Examples:

1: One older co-worker recently commented that I'm starting to get a belly, before adding, "You know what that means? You must be happy with that girl you've been seeing."

I smiled and said, "I am... But yeah, she kind of spoils me. Every time we go out she's giving me candy or something she baked."

He chuckled and said, "Sounds like she's trying to fatten you up, so no one will take you away!"

2: Innocently gushing about feedist aspects of our relationship without letting on that any of it is fetish related. Flashing a huge smile when I check my text messages, and then telling whichever friend/co-worker is close by "awww, she's the best... she just told me she's making me cookies!"

3: Hinting at behavior that could lead to weight gain... "This shelter-in-place is like a waistline apocalypse. I've been trying to order takeout more often to help out these suffering restaurants, but I can't go to the gym to burn off any of the excess calories."

4: This is one I've been preparing for... for years. I've always had active jobs, which burn a fair amount of calories throughout the day. Whenever weight came up, if given the opportunity, I'd make a comment along the lines of, "Actually, I eat like crazy. I think this job is the only reason I'm not the size of a house. If I ever got a desk job, I'd be in big, BIG, trouble.

The closest I ever came to telling someone was a random weird conversation with a friend about fetishes, and how it's funny that one thing can excite someone so much, but repulse another. He made a comment that "lots of guys like fat women", and I chimed in with "and some women like fat men" - and he shot it down.

"Uh, no. No they don't."

"Some do."

"Nope. No woman likes fat men."

"Dude, there are plenty of attractive women who are with fat men and happy."

"Yeah. If the guy is rich."

But no, I never actually told anyone. Except when I was like 5 or 6, and ignorant about it. I don't remember the details, but I essentially asked my mom why I felt "funny and weird" when I think of getting fat.

Closest scare I've ever had to being outed about feedism. At the time, I was relatively new to gaining weight. I always had the feedee bug, but never committed to it until recently. I had put on about 15 pounds in a relatively short time, and was no longer "thin". Probably just starting to get a belly. I had an account here, with pictures and comparison shots.

I was on lunch break, and we had all ordered pizza. I polished off my first slice, then my second. Slowly my third. With gusto, I grabbed a fourth. A co-worker chimed in, "Four slices! No wonder you're getting fat! Fat, fat, fat." He had a weird way of saying things, as English was his second language. And he frequently said random things that made little sense. Another co-worker chimed in, "Don't say that! THAT IS SO RUDE!"

He just laughed and said, "Oh, it's okay. He likes it when people tell him he's getting fat." Then he did his friendly, awkward laugh he always did when he spoke his nonsense, and walked away.

My face must have gotten so red, but I panicked. Did he know? He must have known. Why would he say that? As soon as I got home, I vigorously searched through this site to see if I could find an account that could have possibly been his. I didn't, but I took all my pictures down anyway. It never came up again.

How would you feel about lovingly bringing your partner treats, followed by more treats, followed by more... and when they say they're not hungry, you could act sad, and sweetly convince them to finish. Guilt them into eating way too much, because they feel bad. And when you're not facing them, evil smirk.