i actually battled with my weight for years despite finding fat bodies sexy and fantasising about gaining and being hugely fat myself. societal expectations and growing up with a hugely fatphobic mother meant i felt ashamed of my desires for a really long time, made worse by the fact i had a full thyroidectomy at 18, so my metabolism was shot and just maintaining my weight even when i ate right and exercised was a huge struggle. despite my best efforts my weight slowly climbed over the years.
when my weight tipped over 250lbs i was at a point where i was tired of hating my body and fighting a clearly losing battle with my weight, so i decided to instead work on trying to love my body as it was. it was one of the best things i've ever done for my mental health. it took a while, but over the course of a couple of years i began really enjoying being a bigger woman and inadvertently gained another 15lbs or so.
that's when i really started getting curious about indulging my fantasies around gaining on purpose. i would eat to gain about 10lbs then ease off for a while and lose 4 - 5lbs, then try gain 10lbs again. it was slower gains over 4 - 6 months and then the losses happened over about the same amount of time, so it was a gradual increase with the yoyoing, but still thrilling for me to see the numbers on the scale climb.
then covid hit. i packed on a little over 40lbs in just under 12 months, shooting past 300lbs and settling on roughly 325lbs. it was the fastest i had ever gained and i loved it.
it was also where i plateaued. at first i didn't mind because i was bigger than i had ever been in my life and i was enjoying how soft and heavy i felt all over. but then i started missing seeing the numbers on the scale climbing higher. 6 months of my weight not changing more than a couple of lbs up and down got me frustrated and that's when i ended up really wanting to push myself to seriously gain.
i love it. i broke my plateau and am on the verge if hitting 350lbs, but i know i won't be stopping there.
2 years