“Why Not a Joyful Lent?”
Like me, many here are observing Christians, but we find the way the church and society approach Lent to be something anti-joy, anti-body, anti-fat, anti-eating, anti-weight gain.
But it doesn't need to be. As we prepare for Easter, this can still be a time of reflection and joy as well (in eating good delicious foods and pleasure in the consequent gaining)!
I hate that so many people view Lent as something in which you must deny yourself of something pleasurable to the body -- sex, food, smoking, drinking, drugging, etc.
But really, doesn't the Christian God call us to sacrifices which have more to do with our souls and hearts than our bodies.? I think the notion that we need deny our bodies pleasure is one reason so many turn from religion -- especially those religions which so focus upon the body rather than the soul!
It doesn't have to be that way, and really it isn't.
One approach to Lent is to make your sacrifices positive rather than negative -- promoting some soul-enhancing activity instead of denying some "sinful" activity! This could be as simple (or as complicated for some) as random acts of kindness, handing our $20 bills to the homeless, serving others in some reflective way, keeping a "blessing" journal of all your blessings, reflecting upon your personal gifts of grace, hugging your kids more, loving your loved ones more, mending fences with those who you have disagreed with.
How much more in the spirit of Christianity all those "sacrifices" would be than something as mindless and corporal as giving up chocolate or coffee!
I found the following poem/prayer to be most instructive on these notions. Let us fast against our hatred/prejudices, and let us feast upon our joys/loves/heart/soul! I don't know the author's name and have found it listed as "unknown".
"The Fast Life: True Lenten Discipline"
Fast from judging others;
Feast on Christ dwelling in them.
Fast from fear of illness;
Feast on the healing power of God.
Fast from words that pollute;
Feast on speech that purifies.
Fast from discontent;
Feast on gratitude.
Fast from anger;
Feast on patience.
Fast from pessimism;
Feast on hope.
Fast from negatives;
Feast on encouragement.
Fast from bitterness;
Feast on forgiveness.
Fast from self-concern;
Feast on compassion.
Fast from suspicion;
Feast on truth.
Fast from gossip;
Feast on purposeful silence.
Fast from problems that overwhelm;
Feast on prayer that sustains.
Fast from anxiety;
Feast on faith.
May all have a wonderful Lent! Give in to the joys of life! Don't give up your dark chocolate! Give up your dark moods/emotions/behaviors!
Have a great day, all, and keep living life to the fullest
6 days
Each year during Lent, I withdraw from all social media, including Feabie, Fantasy Feeder and DeviantArt. This year, Lent falls Feb.18 - April 2.
I will begin my social media fast early this year due to some complicated, neglected but necessary grieving. I am leaving here and going out into the world beginning Feb.1.
I am leaving behind the busy-ness of this place to take solace in something slower and more soulful. The idea is to make more room, more time and more energy available for new aspects of life rather than scrolling through social media.
I will read real books and hike through springtime hills. I will smell wildflowers and put my hands into soil to prepare the ground for tomatoes, peppers and eggplants.
I will continue to write weight gain and feedist erotica, and I would love to roleplay with anyone who wants to do so through old fashioned email.
If you wish to contact me, email me at
zonker25@gmail.com
6 days
Blueberry123:
Does anyone else have a particular name or adjective that you just love to be called when people comment on your weight? (Either in a teasing context or just generally)
For me it’s “plump.” I can’t explain why, but if someone says I’m plump it drives me WILD.
The language of fat, food, eating, weight gain and feedist is so rich. I’ve written about this elsewhere.
Almost anything anyone says about my belly just makes me so excited.
“You’re getting so big” does it every time.
I love teasing. Being called greedy, a pig, hoggish, etc. Love it all.
Chubby, plumpuous, potbellied, all are lovely things to hear.
1 week
There were some great ones on sound cloud but sadly they seem to have disappeared.
Anyone know where they’ve gone.
4 weeks
Roleplay gold!!!
NeverTooMuch:
I've had this gorgeous idea for a roleplay where I'm a figure skater and I've been pushed into it my whole life. But my trainer has to take a time out for a year and during that year I ABSOLUTELY BINGE EAT and get as fat as possible because I really want to retire my athletic career... but then after the year my trainer comes back and absolutely humiliates me for getting fat and out of spite for losing the opportunity to make so much money with my figure skating career, fattens me more and makes me feel so ashamed for ruining my body
2 months
This all seems so fun and just so excellent.
You should write some stories. You really express yourself well and have great ideas.
NeverTooMuch:
I keep thinking about living in a system that actively sabotages all hopes of me being a working artist and instead reduces me to a brainless unproductive lard pig eating constantly in front of the TV while spilling over the edge of my bed. I like to think that if I would have had a brief career I still would have then fattened myself in the public eye, and to be honest that would've been awesome, imagine the scrutiny... Most likely I'd have gotten fatter, then too fat to work and eventually have one of those "where are they now?" shows find me when I'm stuck in some basement at 800lbs.
Finding me, filming without my consent, hooked up to a tube pumping fattening shake directly into my stomach, with a vibrator buried under my gut. My eyes just darting to the cameras but there's nothing I can do and I don't want it but it makes me so horny.
And then I hear the inhuman whirr of the machine mercilessly pumping my gut full again. I MOAN and wheeze so unhealthily just as they zoom in on my bright red face. I just know my feeder let them in here to give me the humiliation I deserve. the film crew interviews me about throwing my life away as I lie there gasping, and I'm so ashamed, so deeply humiliated, but even so my eyes keep darting back to the tube
2 months
Chubbybyaccident:
I used to be 110lb until I packed on about 50lb...but you cant tell right?
Haha. 😆
You’ve packed on nearly another half of your weight, and you think others can’t tell?
Keep yourself in denial, and you’ll soon be double your starting weight.
3 months
MissLucie:
I have one to share. It may not get much credibility as this is my new account (I deleted my previous one, Lucia, because I got a job and didn't want anyone such as Google image search picking up on the pictures posted there)
Either way -- the reason I'm back is also at the same time my darkest fantasy. Back when I was looking for "something new" I started to experiment with dominance/sadism/massochism, and it didn't take me long to develop very new and very strong urges in that field.
One man with whom I had been talking on FantasyFeeder at the time has witnessed the whole thing from afar; and I made him part of my fantasy by encouraging him to give in to his wife's desire to feed him.
Except I didn't just want him to get fat-- I wanted him to go too far, to a point where both him and his wife would regret the weightgain yet he'd be completely stuck with it.
About five years later, he could barely walk and his wife hadn't paid any attention to him in ages as he'd grown repulsive to her; so he asked me what new and exciting things were to come for him. I told him his journey was complete-- that he'd soon get bored with no way back, and when that happened he would hate me for talking him into it.
This too happened. Or at least ... *allegedly*. For I have never seen a single picture of this man throughout the years. Perhaps he gained weight, perhaps he was a bag of bones getting his kicks from the fantasy.
My deepest fantasy, however ... is that it really happened. That somewhere on this earth there is a man who curses the name of Lucia-- the woman who urged him to gain weight for no other reason than to experience the kick of making someone ruin himself for her so thoroughly he'd end up hating her for it.
Soon after I deleted my account, so did his' disappear ... the question remains: did it really happen, or not? This, my friends, is my darkest fantasy.
UnbredHeifer:
Ok, that's cool is actually hot af
I agree. In fact “hot af” does not begin to describe the temperature 🤒 of this fantasy.
Excellent story.
5 months
Ika:
For me, this kink has always been something that evolves over time. I started out as an FA, just enjoying the attraction to fatness. Later I became a feeder, loving the idea of helping someone grow and over the years, I realized I also wanted to explore my own feedee side, feeling in my own body what I’ve always enjoyed seeing in others. I think that kind of shift is pretty natural, if you’re into fat, experiencing it from different angles just makes it deeper and more fun.
This!
5 months
18andfree:
i started gaining a few months ago and went from 130 lbs to 170 lbs im finally getting a gut!
GrowingLoveHandles:
New guts are gorgeous, and they’ve got that new fat smell.
LuvsChub04:
new fat smell I love it.. Also love sein someone getting chubby
You wrote one of the most sensory stories here, wonderfully exploring the aromas and odors of growing fat and lazy.
6 months
