Fat experiences

Marrying my feeder lmao.

But seriously probably like 300 lbs. Sometimes I’ll get a bug up my ass to lose weight and try to be “normal” and it always falls apart before I’m out of the 300s because at some point the sheer SEXUAL ENERGY I get from wanting to experience increasingly extreme levels of weight gain overpowers my desire to like ride on a roller coaster 4 years from now >_>

And obviously she gets excited about it, too, so we’re both rewarded for this behavior lol

Recently when I decided I’m not going back; recently when I gave away my size 42 pants and jeans; when I decided I want to wear size 46-48 and hit at least 250-260 lbs (I’m about 5’6”); when I realized I want to become obese. Not immobile or unhealthy obese but definitely noticeably obese with soft blubbery fat. Giving away my pants was a definite point-of-no-return. And I’m pretty happy with the decision.

Probably when I went from just pudgy to having fat rolls, flesh and fat that folded and hung off me regardless of if I was standing or sitting.

It just hit me that these new additions were permanent and wouldn't go away short of drastic or medical intervention.

[quote]Bigdoug:
I have always been at least “chunky” and made a few half-hearted attempts to shed a few pounds or work out more in my late teens and early twenties (when I was in the lower to mid 200s). I just always enjoyed eating more than being “slim” and I am pretty lazy, so extra activity has never been that enjoyable for me. In my later twenties and thirties I was busy with life and never really thought about losing weight. Also, slowly getting into the mid300s during that time, weight never really interfered with my life. I would say that my “point of no return” happened around 400 pounds. I am currently in the upper 400s and the amount of eating restrictions and activity increase necessary to make a significant impact on my weight is just way beyond what I would be realistically capable of. Especially given that I have no motivation or desire to lose weight.

Bigwideland:
Your story is much like mine, I was a fat at 7 and knew I wanted to be bigger. But could not be open in a family and society that did not tolerate being fat. It made my youngest year confusing and frustrated. And it has taken another 25 year to be comfortable being me. It’s is a shame but now I will be as fat as I or my body wants to be.[/quote

Yes, me too …. Quite chubby from about 8 on….. criticized endlessly by my mom and other family members who saw me almost every day….constantly being compared to my thin sister and five girl cousins all of us close in age. ….Finally relaxed about my weight for good during the start of Covid in 2019…. Plus seeing the “elders” in my family pass away…. And having a husband who also at last has loved my gains too….