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I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Frogman:
I cannot say for certain that I do or don’t regret gaining. Mostly I don’t because I love feeling fat and it’s (auto)erotic, but there are also times when I wish I was thin and fit again—like when I have to exert myself. I have a theory that gaining may be more challenging mentally for some who start thin, because we’re not accustomed to being “a fat person”, living as one, and being treated as one.

Being fat was a desire of mine since I was a teenager. I tried padding first, which was fun but ultimately unsatisfying, so I tried gaining on and off for years. My size fluctuated between “very skinny” (when I was addicted to opiates) and “a little bit chubby” when I tried gaining.
By the time I was 30, I couldn’t suppress my burning desire to become fat any longer. I decided to gain 100 lbs. I embraced the feedee/gainer lifestyle, avoiding exercise while eating as much as possible, and eventually I was successful in my goal—plus ~20 lbs. I went from a “normal” weight to “class III obesity”.
Right now I’m not really in a position to continue gaining (I would if I could), so I’m just maintaining, trying to enjoy myself around food, and occasionally overindulging my appetite. smiley

Viktoshka:
Thanks for sharing your story! It sounds like this journey has been about so much more than just changing your body - it's about true self-expression. You say you can't actively bulk up right now, but if you had the chance, do you have a goal you'd like to reach? smiley

Frogman:
You’re welcome.
If I had the chance, I would love to grow to 350-400 lbs. I feel that’s a realistic goal for a very short guy. But the problem with goals is that when you achieve them, sometimes you think: “Now what do I do?” I often fantasize about what 500-600+ lbs. would be like, but for me those are just fantasies.


350-400 lbs sounds like an impressive goal, especially if you can already imagine how it will feel! What excites you most about the idea of ​​500-600+ lbs? Even if it's just a fantasy right now, it's interesting to know what it is about that weight that excites you so much. smiley
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Frogman:
I cannot say for certain that I do or don’t regret gaining. Mostly I don’t because I love feeling fat and it’s (auto)erotic, but there are also times when I wish I was thin and fit again—like when I have to exert myself. I have a theory that gaining may be more challenging mentally for some who start thin, because we’re not accustomed to being “a fat person”, living as one, and being treated as one.

Being fat was a desire of mine since I was a teenager. I tried padding first, which was fun but ultimately unsatisfying, so I tried gaining on and off for years. My size fluctuated between “very skinny” (when I was addicted to opiates) and “a little bit chubby” when I tried gaining.
By the time I was 30, I couldn’t suppress my burning desire to become fat any longer. I decided to gain 100 lbs. I embraced the feedee/gainer lifestyle, avoiding exercise while eating as much as possible, and eventually I was successful in my goal—plus ~20 lbs. I went from a “normal” weight to “class III obesity”.
Right now I’m not really in a position to continue gaining (I would if I could), so I’m just maintaining, trying to enjoy myself around food, and occasionally overindulging my appetite. smiley

Viktoshka:
Thanks for sharing your story! It sounds like this journey has been about so much more than just changing your body - it's about true self-expression. You say you can't actively bulk up right now, but if you had the chance, do you have a goal you'd like to reach? smiley

Frogman:
You’re welcome.
If I had the chance, I would love to grow to 350-400 lbs. I feel that’s a realistic goal for a very short guy. But the problem with goals is that when you achieve them, sometimes you think: “Now what do I do?” I often fantasize about what 500-600+ lbs. would be like, but for me those are just fantasies.

Viktoshka:
350-400 lbs sounds like an impressive goal, especially if you can already imagine how it will feel! What excites you most about the idea of ​​500-600+ lbs? Even if it's just a fantasy right now, it's interesting to know what it is about that weight that excites you so much. smiley


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8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
Thanks for sharing! It sounds like quite a journey, from one self-image to a completely different one. It’s great that you were able to embrace and live both of these lives. You say you need to lose some weight, but what do you like most about your current body and lifestyle?


oh, i truly adore this lifestyle! smiley i loved those years of not spending time in the gym, of eating and drinking and indulging to my heart's content - once i got past that initial uncertainty, i really enjoyed myself.

discovering the delights of food, all the flavours, aromas and textures... experiencing the disabling delight of being truly stuffed... i loved every minute, and i miss it now.

there is something wonderful about feeling big, feeling heavy, too. the reduction in flexibility, speed and endurance is sometimes more difficult to adjust to - but even those can be fun, in the right circumstances with the right partner! smiley

i am still enjoying my fatness, even if i am not able to participate with wild abandon like i used to. i will never be thin again, i am quite certain!
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
350-400 lbs sounds like an impressive goal, especially if you can already imagine how it will feel! What excites you most about the idea of ​​500-600+ lbs? Even if it's just a fantasy right now, it's interesting to know what it is about that weight that excites you so much. smiley


*Being* supersized is as tantalizing for me to imagine as *becoming* supersized. It’s not only the destination, it’s the journey.

(The following is one example of a personal passing fantasy. I hope no one is offended by it.)

I would have to gain 250 lbs. to make it to 500. In order to gain such an extreme amount of weight, I’d need a lot of help. So I fantasize about an arrangement where several people are entirely devoted to my huge gain—say two dominant feeders and a “trainer” who keeps me motivated and documents my progress. Day by day, I get fatter and fatter. My capacity increases along with my appetite. My mobility decreases. I’m transforming. The person I once was—the “skinny guy”—is further and further in the rear-view mirror. Terror grips me when I realize he’s gone forever, but food has become my pacifier. My feedeers shovel in a mountain of buttery syrupy pancakes, and I feel tremendously exhilarated. This is my life now. I’m voluntarily embodying the stereotypes and misconceptions society holds about the super obese: no willpower, lazy, greedy, gluttonous…

Today’s the day. It feels like a second birthdate. I look up from the bed and around the room for my helpers, but they’ve gone. I’m too excited to care. I see a huge cake on the table, a new scale on the floor, and an envelope pinned to the wall.
I know I’ve reached my goal and can’t wait to see ‘500’ on the scale, I just need to heave myself out of bed and waddle my huge fat naked ass across the room. But now I’m *barely* mobile, and what once would have been fast and easy turns into a sweaty ordeal of navigating the world in a very different body.

I finally make it, but now I’m starving again and can’t stop myself from shoving handfuls of cake into my food hole. In the midst of gorging, I notice the word “SURPRISE!!!” written in frosting, which is confusing. What surprise? I lick frosting off my fingers and open the envelope to read the card inside: “Dear fatboy, we thought you might appreciate a more accurate scale.”

I get on the scale, wait a moment, then step off to read the result. ‘615’. I stare in disbelief at the number, and weigh myself again. ‘615’. Was the previous scale defective, or did my helpers tamper with it? By the time I’m able to process my new reality of life at six hundred and fifteen pounds, I’m starting to get turned on. I look at my body in the mirror, and a combination of joy, excitement, admiration, and genuine contentment flows through my mind as I study every crease, dimple, fold, and roll. This is everything I wanted and more. A whole new world has opened up. And for the first time in a long time, I’m happy.
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight. After you gained weight, do you regret doing it? If you don't, then share your experience of gaining weight. How did you do it?


I put on about 30 pounds after meeting someone on here. went from 165 to almost 200 by the holidays. they travel a lot, and i found it wasn't as much fun just gaining on my lonesome. that might change someday, but i've decided to slim down a bit. about 185 now. still have some fun chub, but less soft overall
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight. After you gained weight, do you regret doing it? If you don't, then share your experience of gaining weight. How did you do it?


I starting putting on weight right after quitting wrestling to focus on my school work in college I yo-yo’ed with my weight until my late 20s when I was 300 pounds I kinda just gave up on trying to lose and it’s when I found fat acceptance and later on feedism and it just clicked in me; I was fat liked being fat and I didn’t need to feel guilty for it- after a while I started gaining on purpose and that’s been with me since. I don’t regret it at all, in fact if I were to regret anything it would be not being more accepting of my body earlier
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Canuck:
oh, i truly adore this lifestyle! smiley i loved those years of not spending time in the gym, of eating and drinking and indulging to my heart's content - once i got past that initial uncertainty, i really enjoyed myself.

discovering the delights of food, all the flavours, aromas and textures... experiencing the disabling delight of being truly stuffed... i loved every minute, and i miss it now.

there is something wonderful about feeling big, feeling heavy, too. the reduction in flexibility, speed and endurance is sometimes more difficult to adjust to - but even those can be fun, in the right circumstances with the right partner! smiley

i am still enjoying my fatness, even if i am not able to participate with wild abandon like i used to. i will never be thin again, i am quite certain!


It's very interesting to read your experience! You say that you miss those times - but what prevents you from allowing yourself the same pleasure again in full?
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Frogman:
*Being* supersized is as tantalizing for me to imagine as *becoming* supersized. It’s not only the destination, it’s the journey.

(The following is one example of a personal passing fantasy. I hope no one is offended by it.)

I would have to gain 250 lbs. to make it to 500. In order to gain such an extreme amount of weight, I’d need a lot of help. So I fantasize about an arrangement where several people are entirely devoted to my huge gain—say two dominant feeders and a “trainer” who keeps me motivated and documents my progress. Day by day, I get fatter and fatter. My capacity increases along with my appetite. My mobility decreases. I’m transforming. The person I once was—the “skinny guy”—is further and further in the rear-view mirror. Terror grips me when I realize he’s gone forever, but food has become my pacifier. My feedeers shovel in a mountain of buttery syrupy pancakes, and I feel tremendously exhilarated. This is my life now. I’m voluntarily embodying the stereotypes and misconceptions society holds about the super obese: no willpower, lazy, greedy, gluttonous…

Today’s the day. It feels like a second birthdate. I look up from the bed and around the room for my helpers, but they’ve gone. I’m too excited to care. I see a huge cake on the table, a new scale on the floor, and an envelope pinned to the wall.
I know I’ve reached my goal and can’t wait to see ‘500’ on the scale, I just need to heave myself out of bed and waddle my huge fat naked ass across the room. But now I’m *barely* mobile, and what once would have been fast and easy turns into a sweaty ordeal of navigating the world in a very different body.

I finally make it, but now I’m starving again and can’t stop myself from shoving handfuls of cake into my food hole. In the midst of gorging, I notice the word “SURPRISE!!!” written in frosting, which is confusing. What surprise? I lick frosting off my fingers and open the envelope to read the card inside: “Dear fatboy, we thought you might appreciate a more accurate scale.”

I get on the scale, wait a moment, then step off to read the result. ‘615’. I stare in disbelief at the number, and weigh myself again. ‘615’. Was the previous scale defective, or did my helpers tamper with it? By the time I’m able to process my new reality of life at six hundred and fifteen pounds, I’m starting to get turned on. I look at my body in the mirror, and a combination of joy, excitement, admiration, and genuine contentment flows through my mind as I study every crease, dimple, fold, and roll. This is everything I wanted and more. A whole new world has opened up. And for the first time in a long time, I’m happy.


Beautifully said! And what do you like most about this trip? What moments are especially memorable?
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
Sounds like an incredible experience, especially having someone there who was so supportive and enjoyed your transformation! ❤️ How are you feeling now? If ‘that person’ came along, what would be your new goals in the set?

Bobo:
I feel pretty great now! Although I broke TWO buttons on two pairs of shorts over the last few months and my office chair threw a big bolt across the floor when I leaned back about a week ago.

If that person came along, we would talk about it. Basically I would like us to get me over and above the magic 300 pounds. Whether slowly or over time. But we would grow me, stuff me together, in love and cuddles and "Oh, my God, you're getting so FAT! Turn to the side! Woah, when is the baby due??? Come here, Tubby!" ❤️❤️❤️ Let me squeeze you. Oh, my big fat tub of lard, you're such a JUMBO!"


Sounds like a real adventure! It's so nice to read how much you enjoy the process. What was the most unforgettable moment of the set for you?
8 months

I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight

Viktoshka:
I want to ask people who were thin before and decided to gain weight. After you gained weight, do you regret doing it? If you don't, then share your experience of gaining weight. How did you do it?

OwenLeese:
I put on about 30 pounds after meeting someone on here. went from 165 to almost 200 by the holidays. they travel a lot, and i found it wasn't as much fun just gaining on my lonesome. that might change someday, but i've decided to slim down a bit. about 185 now. still have some fun chub, but less soft overall


I understand that when there is someone nearby, it is a completely different experience. Do you feel a difference in your feelings after losing weight?
8 months
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