About 5 years ago I began inflating and stuffing and since have put on about 40 lbs and am nearing my initial goal weight. I love being thicker, taking up space and playing with my sexy, jiggly belly.
Instead of being satisfied as I thought I'd be, my thoughts are turning to gaining more. Like close to doubling what I've already done more. I would be huge, and I'm not looking forward to the difficulties of outgrowing seatbelts and furniture among other things. But I'm wondering, does satisfaction ever come or will I always be wanting more?
Instead of being satisfied as I thought I'd be, my thoughts are turning to gaining more. Like close to doubling what I've already done more. I would be huge, and I'm not looking forward to the difficulties of outgrowing seatbelts and furniture among other things. But I'm wondering, does satisfaction ever come or will I always be wanting more?
2 weeks