I fought this gaining for over a year. I'm on a lose phase now but there is no time so i know i'll give up again.
the people on here all say gain or to come to terms with it or ride it out
people in my life in person are all encouraging me to gain. and just go with it.
prolly because my sister is huge.
when Im on a 'go with it phase' im like a vacuum.
when im on that manic phase i like the challenge of the eating games we play.
oh well
for now... salad and lemon water for lunch.... thats a lie.
i have cold pizza from yesterday and will prolly take that. and any of the doughnuts that no one eats from the break room
FML
2 years
43 pounds?
my skin is finally not so tight.
Sometimes it hurt after a filling session.
especialy my stomach.
i can tell its like lower too.
2 years
I didnt actually decide to gain weight.
Right at the beginning of covid i got injured really bad.
Ended up in bed and then the couch and couldnt move.
Trust me.... immobility might sound kind of erotic. It's not.
Maybe under different circumstances...
I've packed it on. even if i lost all the wait and gained back all the muscle l lost i wont ever be able to do the things i used to because of my ankle.
3 screws and a rod.
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Honestly i feel like along with getting fat i got dumber. I know people RP about things like that but really. Netflix and junk now for what??? 18 months?
Maybe i I just got dumber and dumber i would get to a point where i didnt care.
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I'm trying to just give in. It's not so bad.
I mean... it could be. but for now.. its just... inconvenient.
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Ive written about some of my fat fantasies on here and it's really not like anything i thought it would be.
2 years
I actually had a relatinoship like this that lasted for almost 2 years.
the main thing i liked was not having to think about anything.
lost all the weight. but enjoyed every bite. and now... gaining it back and more
2 years
Moobs are amazing.
Try BC pills. The hormones can help you gain some size there and all over
3 years
karenjenk:
Some of mine tie in together.
For me its more about multiple fantasies than one.
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I daydream about gaining so much that my family and friends are appalled. I don’t know a weight but definitely close to 300.
And then just eating to spite them even though I know I need to lose.
Then meeting someone who would encourage me to lose as close to I was when I was thin.
Thinking of terms of starting at 120’s and ending up well over 300.
Five feet tall and 300+ lbs sounds close to immobility. I don’t really think I want immobility. Although there are temporary ways to experience it.
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So losing from 300+ to 135 or so and all the excess flapy skin. Being disgusted with how I feel and look and how it looks like im melting. Then thinking I want to gain more but then the person I’m with wont allow me to gain. Instead they keep making me lose. This. Making my skin even more saggy. Still having a gut because of the excess skin.
Then the yo yo effect of gaining and losing until I have gained it all back and more.
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Along with this fantasy they would take me out in public like to the mall or park.
I would of course need a scooter or wheel chair to get very far.
Then being left standing in the middle of a big area and having trouble shuffling to a place to sit.
No bra…. And a shirt that’s so small it barely covers my upper tummy roll.
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With each step… waddle… shuffle of my feet my whole body would wobble and move like jello… especially my hips and breasts.
Skin tight leggings under my gut and my shirt too short.
I expect people would stare and whisper and take pics and videos.
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The worst part would be people I went to school with seeing me and then approaching me eventually. And giving backward compliments.
And hearing what they say as they walk away.
Hearing my phone ding with a notification from facebook and it being a video that someone uploaded and shared… and all the cutdowns.
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After almost 30 minutes to get to a bench that’s 60 feet away wanting to sit down and realizing that I have to make it up 3 steps.
Struggling with each step. Fighting back tears
All while the person who ruined my life is sitting not far away watching me.
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Finally making it to the bench and realizing that it’s so narrow that my hips have to squish into the arm rests and bulging over some.
Trying to get up my courage to walk to my scooter that I know is just out of reach.
Then,
A delivery guy shows up with food. He hands me a pizza in a box and I look at the person who brought me here and they nod and mouth, “eat it all and you can go”
I quickly swallow it all and now a bag of burgers are delivered… and again im told I can go when ive eaten it all. All that gets handed to me.
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Eventually eating some much I cant move.
My gut so full and tight that is pushing my breasts up and to my sides.
Upper cleavage almost touching my chin.
All the while people staring and laughing or in horror.
Hiding their childrens eyes as they walk quickly away.
As people dissipate I am left almost alone and he approach as tells me I did good and its almost time to go home. He then goes behind me and lifts my shirt till its under my massive boobs showing my entire belly.
He brings the scooter closer and I shuffle to it and sit down out of breath as I drive to our van.
Crying.
Knowing he has total control over me because I have no work skills and no energy.
Zeranus:
WOW, that's a very horny fantasy
Thats because im so horny right now i feel insane. I cant think.
a close relative is coming over soon and I need to get over this feeling before he gets here.
3 years
Some of mine tie in together.
For me its more about multiple fantasies than one.
-
I daydream about gaining so much that my family and friends are appalled. I don’t know a weight but definitely close to 300.
And then just eating to spite them even though I know I need to lose.
Then meeting someone who would encourage me to lose as close to I was when I was thin.
Thinking of terms of starting at 120’s and ending up well over 300.
Five feet tall and 300+ lbs sounds close to immobility. I don’t really think I want immobility. Although there are temporary ways to experience it.
-
So losing from 300+ to 135 or so and all the excess flapy skin. Being disgusted with how I feel and look and how it looks like im melting. Then thinking I want to gain more but then the person I’m with wont allow me to gain. Instead they keep making me lose. This. Making my skin even more saggy. Still having a gut because of the excess skin.
Then the yo yo effect of gaining and losing until I have gained it all back and more.
-
Along with this fantasy they would take me out in public like to the mall or park.
I would of course need a scooter or wheel chair to get very far.
Then being left standing in the middle of a big area and having trouble shuffling to a place to sit.
No bra…. And a shirt that’s so small it barely covers my upper tummy roll.
-
With each step… waddle… shuffle of my feet my whole body would wobble and move like jello… especially my hips and breasts.
Skin tight leggings under my gut and my shirt too short.
I expect people would stare and whisper and take pics and videos.
-
The worst part would be people I went to school with seeing me and then approaching me eventually. And giving backward compliments.
And hearing what they say as they walk away.
Hearing my phone ding with a notification from facebook and it being a video that someone uploaded and shared… and all the cutdowns.
-
After almost 30 minutes to get to a bench that’s 60 feet away wanting to sit down and realizing that I have to make it up 3 steps.
Struggling with each step. Fighting back tears
All while the person who ruined my life is sitting not far away watching me.
-
Finally making it to the bench and realizing that it’s so narrow that my hips have to squish into the arm rests and bulging over some.
Trying to get up my courage to walk to my scooter that I know is just out of reach.
Then,
A delivery guy shows up with food. He hands me a pizza in a box and I look at the person who brought me here and they nod and mouth, “eat it all and you can go”
I quickly swallow it all and now a bag of burgers are delivered… and again im told I can go when ive eaten it all. All that gets handed to me.
-
Eventually eating some much I cant move.
My gut so full and tight that is pushing my breasts up and to my sides.
Upper cleavage almost touching my chin.
All the while people staring and laughing or in horror.
Hiding their childrens eyes as they walk quickly away.
As people dissipate I am left almost alone and he approach as tells me I did good and its almost time to go home. He then goes behind me and lifts my shirt till its under my massive boobs showing my entire belly.
He brings the scooter closer and I shuffle to it and sit down out of breath as I drive to our van.
Crying.
Knowing he has total control over me because I have no work skills and no energy.
3 years
Hi,
Mostly I love reading stories on here and chatting with a really cool writer.
Does anyone else have trouble keeping up with what new chapters have been added.
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Sometimes someone writes a story and adds more chapters later and i cant remember which ones i've already read.
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If you write 10 chapters today and then wait a few weeks or longer to add 2 more i cant remember where it left off.
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could you like put a date at the top that says "added on 11-25-202" or what ever the date is??
3 years
karenjenk:
My personal fantasy would be right before immobility.
it scares me to think i would be trapped in a bed.
but to have a gut touching my thighs... a double gut. I think it would also be all right to not wear a bra because they are too expensive. I dont like wearing them now anyway.
HAving trouble getting out of the couch would be a major turn on.
boobs pressed up to my chin when i sit down.
Jiggle.. sway.
Jack-Elray:
So able to get up and walk but only just?
Yes.
I think so. My fantasy. I think I woukd not like being totally trapped all the time.
Being unable to move after a big meal woukd be all right. Not just after a crazy stuffing. Although that woukd cause temporary immobility too.
Just like a normal meal. Too full to move. You know... how you have to sit or lean back some to breath.
I have experimented with near immobility.. not tied up. Just weights and things like that
3 years
