Fat experiences

I got dressed for work in khakis and polo shirt. I noticed how snug my clothes were and how big my belly was getting.

Cada vez que subo a un avión y el asiento es cada vez más pequeño o al ir a casa de un amigo y elegir disimuladamente la silla que creo que mas o menos podra aguantarme

When most car seats started getting uncomfortable for me. I am very pear-shaped, so my butt, hips, and thighs take up a lot of space. I have to sit with my butt and hip hanging over the far edge of the seat, if I try and sit squarely in the middle the seat belt buckle digs into my hip. Larger vehicles tend to be more roomy, but most people I know have smaller, more economical cars.

And when the bathroom scale said "ERR" when I tried to weigh myself. It had a 300 lb capacity!

The first time I tried to get dressed for work, only to realize every polo shirt I owned was too short and every button shirt was gaping due to the size of my gut.

The morning after a particularly large dinner - he did excellent, ate everything in sight - my little Butterball stood in front of a mirror in his pyjamas. His soft, round little belly poked out from the shirt, and he couldn't stretch it any further. The pants were stretched as far as they could go, and I could see the realization in his face.

My wife while shopping will hold up a XXL T shirt at the store while we are looking around.....and it look's just huge her holding it up....like a tent next to her and when I decide to try it on even after saying that is way to big.....it fits perfect.....then my wife will say I told you so.

Wonderful, you're ready to be fattened up for real

I've always been chubby and slowly got fatter over time, then suddenly a few months ago began noticing clothes were tighter. Then noticing that feeling of your skin stretching, chairs getting tighter, etc. Then looking at my gut on my lap, my hips becoming wider and my ass growing to a full 2 feet across, and even getting saddle bags on either side. I looked at the pics and thought I finally crossed the line from chubby piggy to fat hog. One day, maybe blubbery walrus. I love being fat

I had a slightly larger than average lunch at work and the button popped off my pants completely when I relaxed my stomach.

When I was in college, I started getting pretty heavy thanks to a combo of beer and cheap food. I kind of tried to shrug it off at first. Sure, I had a pretty big beer gut, but that was nothing too bad. Certainly not enough to stop me from eating at McDonald's and Subway on a semi-regular basis.

A bit after that, I had gotten noticeably bigger and wider. It wasn't just my belly this time -- it was my butt and thighs, too. Still no big deal, even if my fast food trips had gone from semi-regular to regular. I was far from the only tubby guy around, after all.

Cut to a bit after that. By this point, there was no escaping that I had let myself go big time, and had gotten downright fat. I had to throw out several articles of clothing because they simply didn't fit anymore, and my meal sizes were growing in time with my belly. But even as my moobs and second chin came in, I figured, what the heck -- it's not the end of the world.

Now I'm the type of person who jumbo-sizes just about everything. I figure I'm a bit too far gone for exercise to work now