I had to cut my reply short, I got called into a Dr faster then expected.

Yes he was1289 pounds at the end. It took 8 years, 10 months and 6 days to get there from a starting point of 250.

I never forced him, I just enabled him. I never told him no. We averaged 10-15 pounds per month. He had no family.

To keep him clean, I and his paid staffing used a hoyer lift built into the ceiling to move him, change the bedding and put him in the shower. He did not walk at all the last 6 years. He was in diapers 24/7. He was hand fed and drank shake out of bottles. It was his idea to funnel feed him and his idea to increase from 3 to 5 meals a day.

I enabled him to live his dreams. I have many people wanting me to do the same thing to them.

He was on social security disability and he would often be on his computer ordering more food from the grocery store and this grocery store delivers to the front door of his apartment where I or his staff would bring it to him.

Everyone in his life knew what he was doing. I just kept him happy. He was happy being full.

My last feedee ( I have had 3) is the feedee I fed until the day he died. He started at 250 pounds and died at 1289 pounds

Well, the conversation changed over time with my last feedee. We met at a coffee shop and became friends. He confided in me that he wanted to gain weight. So I helped him do what he wanted. I started casually feeding him and extra meal here and there. As he began to grow, he wanted more. We moved in together and I started feeding him. As he grew he became obsessed with getting as fat as possible. I helped him grow because I knew as determined as he was he would find a way. I knew I had the experience to care for him.

He eventually stopped working and went on SSDI and Medicaid and that helped with the adaptations we needed to keep him comfortable . He did not have family so that was never an issue.

I was able to care for him by hiring good staff through Medicaid. On overnights, I would care for him when I was off work. A hoyer lift to get him out of bed was a huge help.

The 2 that left to go to nursing homes stopped gaining by choice when they went to the nursing home. That was always thier choice at every step of the way. The one who stayed with me was with me was for 8 years

He had a heart attack in bed. In my job, I have worked in hospitals , I have seen death many times. I know he lived his life on his terms. We all should be so lucky

If your wondering why I have done it, I just gave them what they wanted. I kept them happy. I have learned a lot. I want to share that knowledge.

I have been fortunate enough to help 3, people so far reach their goal of immobility. 2 of my feedees decided to move into nursing homes after becoming immobile. And the other feedee I fed until the day he died. Let the questions begin.

I have no problem with feeding someone until the end. It’s there choice that puts them there. I am purely an enabler and caregiver.

If your truly interested in this lifestyle, message me

I have made no choices yet. It just amazes me that people are begging me to change their life forever. I wish I knew why men wanted this so bad and to a extreme that can never be undone

I would love to accommodate all those who have made this request of me. I am not sure how. I am only 1person and it takes years to fatten someone, even if they are completely willing