"I'm not gay but I make no case for it."

~The Inimitable Greg Proops

Love that dude.

On a real note I say "mostly straight" with a grin because while my life has been 98% women as partners I have absolutely no loyalty to the label straight and have always known there's at least a chunk that's open to guys - it's just very hard for them to compete visually with my attraction to bloated female forms

That being said, this post was actually pretty low information and I wanted to give a little more:

I'm a feedee, but I'm also just looking for a relationship guy or girl where gaining is central. Mutual is cool but I'd love to be the focus (for once)

I guess i'm a "side" except that's not entirely true, i will go farther or less far depending on who i'm with and how they make me feel. Obviously safer and loved is better!

So either a relationship or a feeder/feedee dynamic but either way I'd love to connect and grow (pun intended) with someone.

Genuinely demi. My visual attraction weighs higher with women and I access all of the straight stuff with no impediment, but male stuff is a little harder to access.

Not difficult though I'm just picky. I also don't always know what I like until I see it.

I've always known (at least since 5-7) that I had a strange fascination with fat and inflation based on all the cartoons and movies with it - but what awakened my recent decision to get back to 360 and go further was a really hot doctor's appointment back when I was still publicly ashamed but inwardly turned on by it (aka my entire life). This appointment was only months ago. I had gained dozens of pounds and she accused me of "gluttonous eating" (she was a small woman). I went beet red and barely heard anything else but just said all the thing I was supposed to say about changing my diet, but the entire time I was mortified because I had been turned on. It was not subtle when she was giving me the physical and I basically almost ran out of there I was so embarrassed.

Binge eating started at midnight, not long after I quit my job because it was full of toxic dudebros and one particularly bad manager. I had stock in the company back when it was worker-owned before the board sold out to a corporation so I can now be comfortable for a while even if I'm not rich.

Partner is a little heavier than me (and almost a foot shorter) but has always loved her body and she loves mine. I don't just love hers - i've always loved mine too, and I've been carrying needless shame for a long time about it. I have always enjoyed sloshing my belly around. It's always been smooth, round, and comforting when i lean forward and it fills my lap. Now I like the feeling of it filling my lap more.

We talk about fantasy stuff often and she shares her things and I share mine to the point where one thing we enjoy doing is having me spin a story when we have time together. I'd never want to influence her unduly, so I waited a looong time to even think about talking about wanting to be bigger myself in anything other than a fantasy scenario. It was no shock that it turned me on after all - we've gone to the holodeck a bunch of times, if you will.

So I basically just was honest with my partner about what I want, negotiated safe limits and check-in milestones, talked about diet - and now she's getting excited helping me think up an onlyfans.

Sprinted in the beginning (started under 2 weeks ago of actual intentional overeating) but felt not fantastic after 4-5 days and decided that it should be treated more like a marathon. The goal has to be how I feel, and I'm going to keep going until it feels right to stop for personal or health reasons.

male / nonbinary / non-trad masc / demi - sapio

Let me tell you a story.

Not long ago I had a doctor's appointment. I learned I had gained 40 pounds on accident over the course of about 9 months. It was surprising because I had actually tried to eat less - I thought I was actually losing weight.

I'm 6'2 so it isn't crazy obvious. New weight tends to get spread out even if it mostly goes to my belly. My belly is big enough when it creeps out i dont always immediately notice.

The doctor literally accused me of "gluttonous eating". I went beet red. I got hard instantly, and the physical I endured after that was the most shameful humiliating and erotic encounter with a relative stranger I've ever had in my life.

The way she scolded me, and the way she acted disgusted when she asked me to lie back on the table and I just absolutely couldn't hide how the situation was making me feel...

I started binging in white hot desperate need randomly for the next number of months. Fast forward to 7 days ago... I just snapped.

I decided it's time to get fat. My partner is not only on board, she's writing down scenarios we can act out and roleplay for the onlyfans we're going to make.

I'm going to balloon. I'm our only source of income so I'm looking for a feeder who can just help every so often by ordering some food. I do not want money. I only want to get fat.

I will accept as much food as I'm given and any food I'm given automatically gets a recorded stuffing session. I will do this for my own collection even if I don't give it to others. I have a hard drive thats slowly filling up just like my belly.

I'm looking for a sponsor. My goals say 600 but that's just so I can stop and take inventory. I have no upper limit. I will go until I'm too scared to go any more.

I want to have a personal connection to someone who feeds me if they would also like that, but it's not necessary. I would at least like to talk and be friends, but I suppose I wouldn't say no to someone who didn't care and only wanted to feed me and see the results

****UPDATE****

I am a liar and a charlatan. Apparently I've lost weight rather than gained it sometime in the past few months. Sure, I've gained some stuff very recently that's even visible in the videos and pictures, but I am sorry to report I am over 20 pounds less heavy than I originally thought.

My previous weights were from doctor visits, and today I bought a scale. So unless it's because I got the scale at wal-mart (it was the most expensive that was in-store, if not online) I'm actually closer to 340.

Same goal weights and all, and I have been at 360 before but i guess I have a bit farther to go. My partner says she thought I gained weight. Maybe I lost muscle when I quit my physically active job? It's only been 2 months though. I couldn't have turned into flab that quickly.

Anyways, I'm willing to accept I was wrong about my weight. While that sucks, I feel really fat. Like, when I learn forward my belly squishes into my thighs and chest fat pretty intensely. When I do my normal cross legged shower decompression routine, i'm all slick and squeezed in and feel like an absolute butterball.

Silver lining is, I guess I don't actually look thinner than when I was legitimately weighed at 360 on a doctor's tri-beam. Maybe It'll look even crazier when I get to my milestone and goals?

Not traditionally into d/s dynamics except where it intersects with:

Force feeding
Humiliation
Psychological manipulation to associate food and pleasure to rewire me into a shame and lust fueled eating machine that only needs to be forced when I'm getting too full

The way dom/sub stuff turns me on is in the specific case of the aspect being relegated to the power dynamic of me losing mobility and being helpless. Specifically I have no say in how fat I get - I'm clearly a thing to be used and I don't even need my value degraded or to be objectified in a depersonalized sense.

If anything, I want personal tailored psychological manipulation. To be clearly prized and talked about like I'm a person not an object.. but that my desires still don't matter in the face of the overwhelming need and inevitability of them turning me into a human balloon of fat.

I want to be teased and praised, worshipped for my phyicality but also reduced to it but still with the sense that my individuality is present it's just not important compared to my role as their pet project blimp.

The acknowledgement that I am a person but it still doesn't matter because their desire for my impossibly fat future is just obviously more important.

So fucking hot.

I fantasize about my straight coded self being manhandled by a gay man or trans femme fattening me into an immobile blob and having their way with me.

I'm 6'2' 360 lbs and mostly straight...

Until you tell me you're going to make me so fat I'm a prison in my own blubber. Then you can count on hearing my fantasies.. like getting forced to inflate like a water balloon by getting fucked and filled with an impossible amount of cum. Just used and pumped tighter and tighter. Food, fucking.. just an endless parade of getting used and expanded for the pleasure of another.

Sorry, where was I?

Anyways I'm 360 but id rather be immobile. Who wants to fill me like a food balloon?

40m East Bay CA

Straight coded up and down but I absolutely love the idea of anyone man or woman who wants me fatter, or wants me to fatten them up. Lately though I just get so turned on thinking of a pushy but obsessed guy trying to turn me into a human waterbed.

Would love to talk to or date anyone as obsessed with fat as I am. Bay area CA

Kinda seems like they (wannabeblo can. You vomit words and insinuate and condescend and engage in bad faith constantly.

Kinda seems like anyone can just say anything on this site whenever they want, if you're any indication. You come into a thread, choose someone who you think has made a mistake, and go knives out.

Because this is all you have.

Your sense of self-righteousness is tedious and as far as I can see from years of observation and a few embarrassing-by-proxy personal interactions we've had, entirely unearned.

Feel free to get the last word, I'm sure you'll be the final post before this site goes under. You're clearly dedicated to both.

Pretty ironic for you of all people to say. You support munchies, easily the most toxic person I've ever seen on this website.