Gaining

I love the round shape that I get from getting fatter. I think it looks great and gluttonous and it turns me on. Also on others.
And for myself I like the waddles, the jiggles and the bouncing. It makes me feel horny.

First off, I love to eat and I love to cook.

I've also always wanted to look soft, round, and very well-fed. I deliberately limit my activity to achieve a thick doughboy look; I want people to think I do little but sit and stuff myself.

I also love the feeling of my clothes getting tighter and smaller on me. Now that I'm fat, more often than not I wear my clothes a bit snug so that my fat is obvious to others. I love looking like I'm growing out of my clothes.

I want to experience what it's like to go from a skinny boy to the beginning of obesity. I'm only overweight so far (from 172 - 195+ lbs), but the flabbier body and the growth of my belly and butt are exciting to me. I was also motivated by the fact that a few months ago an ex-girlfriend told me that I was too thin.... She would probably told something else now. 🙂🙂🙂...

The thought of getting fat and outgrowing my clothes turns me on. The thought of being made fatter and turned into a greedy pig by someone turns me on even more

As someone who used to be in shape, I like that any attraction to me is because of my personality rather than my body.

Plus women (especially larger women) seem more relaxed in talking to me. That said I definitely don’t get checked out as much.

I just enjoy how I can enjoy all the delicious foods so much more and because of my ever-growing, ever-growing craving for more food, it's always so easy to gain weight.
I also like how my body spreads out more and more around me so that at some point I can rest my arms relaxed on my sides on my fat rolls, unfortunately I'm currently growing forward the most (but good, you can't get it all 😅) .
It is also important to me to please my husband, who always lovingly ensures that my cravings are satisfied and also enjoys the new winnings. However, like so many other feedees and gainers here, I don't have a fixed weight goal in mind, I would just like to be able to maintain a bit of mobility. Whether and how this wish can be sustained is still a mystery to me.

I love how my body feels and moves now that I’m bigger, but it’s how my body is changing that turns me on the most. Seeing my body get bigger, my shape change, and my belly hanging, drives me to want more.

Well, I would say that if your body doesn't soon rebel under the strain you're putting on it with these amounts of food, I'm very much afraid that your desire won't be able to be maintained with your mobility.
So, having read your other posts, I think you'll soon end up as a big mountain of lard in a big bed, unable to move.
and I suspect that seems to be a conceivable version of your future for you too...if I read between the lines here and there...right?
This shouldn't be meant to be presumptuous or even mean...but just a pure interpretation from the posts of yours.😊

hmm., Well, staying mobile would be important for me, but yes, you're actually right with your "interpretation". As I and my husband now believe, I am simply too weak-willed to assert myself against my greed. Unfortunately
The cravings seem to have been haunting me a lot lately in my dreams, where I see myself lying on an XXL bed and my feeder pumping me endlessly through a tube full of incredibly tasty, liquid fattening foods. while I watch my stomach getting bigger and wider and I find it wonderful and comforting.
Afterwards I usually wake up and feel very hungry.🤤😅
So unfortunately I have to agree with you that my gluttonous side is most likely stronger, even though I would like to avoid it.
My husband has often said that if I don't explode 🙈💥beforehand because of my greed, then I will become a huge Mountain of Lard that he will take care of one day.

Well, it's of course wonderful to see these aspects through sensual rose-colored glasses and we have a really more intimate and extremely harmonious relationship since I discovered the world of feederism through him. Because there are no taboos or anything like that anymore with us.
However, we are both realistic enough to recognize that my behavior as a feedee has developed into a form of excessive overeating that is difficult to control.

1. I often don't want to stop eating until I'm stuffed to the point bevor bursting. Before that I don't really feel full and finished eating. (At least that's what my head suggests)

2. I have create an enormous capacity of my stomach due to the constant over-expansion. (A CT scan for spinal problems showed me the size of my stomach as an accidental finding and I was already warned by the attending physician of certain riskswarned if I don't rethink my eating habits soon.)


3. I can't really puke anymore when I'm overstuffed and that's why we think I could seriously burst inside - since a stomach can't stretch further and further forever, even with a lot of time and routine.

But it's still a kind of symbiosis for us, my husband feeds, cares for and looks after me wherever he can and enjoys my constantly growing body.
And I give in to my craving for food and enjoy being able to fill myself up or being filled up.

Like everything in life, it always has two sides, there is light and shadow at the same time.