Fat experiences

On a surprising busy Friday at work, I found some rare time at the fridge with my colleague and I said I was getting my car washed at my local shopping centre and he was free to come along and kill some time. He in a heartbeat counted himself him and we met up early in the next morning before the centre became busy.

He was a former BMX rider before some serious injuries kept him away. He is more than recovered but is more cautious than his high energy adrenaline self these days. He has softened up quite a bit since injury and has a very slight belly going, but is still in reasonably slim shape.

We spent some time in the arcade and blew our quads while playing bowling, and I said we should go to get some breakfast. Despite some reluctance, he agreed and I picked the Pancake Parlour, known for its rich and gorgeous meals, and of course pancakes, at a premium price.

I enticed him with a couple of thick and creamy swiss mountain malts and his jaw dropped when he saw blue heaven flavour on the menu. He would get order a pint of that, and a couple of pancakes with strawberries. I would get a country breakfast (pancakes, fried eggs, hash browns and garlic mushrooms) and a cookies and cream swiss mountain malt. Yeah I was eating more, but I was more fixated on eating breakfast and I would easily be able to eat more than him, especially that I am a lot bigger than him, despite recently losing quite a bit of weight.

The meal went as well as it could have, everything was delicious and we were stuffed like thanksgiving turkeys. It wasn’t all rosy, my colleague struggled throughout and kept encouraging him to finish his food. His stomach was gurgling loud enough for me to hear in public, and he would repeatedly moan with every ache of fullness.

After eating, he goes to ask why we keep eating out, and stuffing our gills until we almost feel sick. He would gently poke his swollen tummy, with his tightened shirt accentuating his fatness, and jokingly says I am trying to fatten him up and wondered what’s the deal. Without revealing my intentions (I have none), I replied saying maybe I am just trying to fulfil my fantasies and post something here on FF. (He has no idea about this place)

As a result, I brought up the topic of fat fetishism and he wasn’t irked at all, although I don’t think anything was seriously taken from this.

At the end of the meal, he decided to make the meal his shout, and pays the entire $60 breakfast! And that got me thinking!

I just fattened him up, and got him to pay for it! Haha! (I was stressing him to let me pay my share, as my portion was much more expensive)

I suddenly realise, this is the first time I truly felt like a feeder and I definitely fulfilled many of my fat fantasies, though it was largely unplanned!

I don’t know if I should do anything further? I am contemplating, morally I shouldn’t but I cannot help but do a few things considered a little naughty in this space!

you should not make someone fatter for your own personal fetish. The only time you should so it is in a safe consensual relationship.

Or he could treat grownups like adults instead of tender victims that need protection.

In other words: his friend eating the meals is the consent. He doesn't force anyone or trick anyone.



Why not have a bit of fun with him? If he lets himself be fattened up, go for it

Or he could treat grownups like adults instead of tender victims that need protection.

In other words: his friend eating the meals is the consent. He doesn't force anyone or trick anyone.



clearly you dont know what consent is. Consent is saying yes in no explicit terms. This mans motivation is to make him fat for his own sexual desires. Even if this man is eating it it is still wrong.

I'm not sure why, without having explored the subject further with me, you would write...



...only to then show your limitations on th subject by stating...



If consent is by definition "saying yes in no explicit terms", we wouldn't have terms like:

- verbal consent
- non-verbal consent
- implied consent
- written consent

But maybe our difference of opionion just stems from us having a totally different lifestyle. Yours contains, among other things, this aspect:



That is a level of abstraction that's a bit too far for me, as in into the purely theoretical realm. The way I hear you is that if he just wants to share a really big meal with his friend, and his friend eats it, all is hunky dory. But if the *thought* inside his head changes, suddenly this friend should be quizzed; "hey...do you REALLY want to eat all that? You sure?"

In your world, if I offer a woman a cigarette and she takes it all is fine, UNLESS I really find it sexy that she smokes -- then before offering her a cigarette I should get her "consent"

Maybe we should leave consent for actions in which both parties are involved; "is it ok if I kiss you?" instead of "is it ok if I fantasize about kissing you"

Thanks for all your input everyone.

My colleague (now friend) is trying hard to keep motivated in getting active. I do offer him some healthy smoothies from a nearby cafe from time to time (to no avail).

He told me today that he had put on almost 10kgs in four weeks and is worried that we won’t be able to fit into his suit for a glamourous event next week.

I am leaving him be, but if we hang out outside work, I might be able to take care of him!

That is indeed insane. He doesn’t look 10kgs heavier, maybe 4-5kgs. A bit extra around the chin and a little around his belly. He looks bigger in shadows now though!