AskDrFeeder:
I had one when I was very young, maybe 5 or 6. About a kid overeating and getting fat.
Throughout the years, I've had many variants of dreams that were focused on weight where I was in very bizarre situations.
7 years
HectorTheConvector:
Yeah I've had a few dreams about it, from time to time. Usually involving myself getting a really large belly or something, that probably won't happen in real life.
I've had some pretty strange ones ever since I was a teenager.
7 years
voluptuouslover:
Kinda sorta......I have made the mistake for a few women being pregnant when they were not.
ouch!!
7 years
Two nights ago, I had a crazy weight gain dream. I was walking down the street and suddenly, I was drawn into an alternate world that was grey and blury. A young woman caused the size of my physique to grow tremendously. I left this world to cross back to earth and was again forced back into this world. She stood over me in triumph smiling. Have any of you had strange dreams that were related to weight gain?
7 years
Has anyone been delightfully humiliated when a friend or pleasant acquaintance made a remark about your weight or a friend's size that they quickly realised was uncouth ? Have you ever made such a remark only to quickly recognize that there could've been another way to allude to their weight that was more diplomatic? Many years ago, before I became overweight, I accidentally said the word "fat" to refer to my friend's weight in front of him. I felt terrible. I however was delightly amused when in later years, a young woman had made reference to my weight.
7 years
Farleysmom:
In middle school and high school, I used to put pillows in my clothes to see what I would look like if I gained weight. I thought I was the only person in the world who did that. I would only do it when I was home alone, with the drapes shut tight. I would ask our dog, "How do I look?" So appreciati.ve of her unconditional love and refusal to judge me. By my twenties, I really was a BBW, but I would still lie in bed with pillows over my stomach, fantasizing that they were part of my body. I only did that on nights my then-fiance was at his own apartment.
I thought I was the only feeder. I thought I was the only woman in the world who got turned on by the fantasy of taking a guy with a conventionally attractive male stripper-type body, lovingly cooking and baking for him and feeding him and watching him become obese, and haVing him actually ENJOY it.
Did anyone else think that they were the only feeder, the only feedee, the only person intentionally getting fat, the only guy who prefers women with cellulite, etc?
It was such a welcome discovery that there are many guys who want me to fatten them, I just wish that there was a female feeder for every hetero male feedee.
absolutely; I would stuff with heavy blankets and pillows until I could barely move. I started doing this at a very young age. I couldn't imagine anyone else doing this. I thought that if anyone knew about rhis seemingly harmless but embarrassing practice, I would want to hide myself away. From time to time, I see women with very fat men. I often wonder if these women relish the shape of their round partners
7 years
Takeyourpride:
I started out in bdsm as a domme and slowly found that mommying and dominating can be channelled through feeding. Has anyone else experienced this?
I love being a nurturing, dominant feeder.
Miss Alyssa
Indeed, I have recognized many similar components. I won't go too far into it at this time but I will say that there is something very gratifying about relinquishing certains kinds of control to another. This brings a unique degree of vulnerability which can be transcendent for some
8 years
johniav:
Hey, don't sweat it. Before, I became chubby, I had a terrible degree of anxiety on account of the fact that I'm very short for a guy. Once, I gained weight, I had violated two. rules of what not to be...... I was short and fat for a guy. When I began to focus on things that I wanted, people would feed off of my positive energy. I was like a luminary. Focus on what makes you happy and life will work it's self out.
MarshmallowMinotaur:
This sounds like me to a t. I'm short: not quite 5' 6", fat and bald (so, I shave it). I feared becoming the stereotypical short fat bald guy ala Danny De Vito, the "time to make the donuts" Dunkin Donuts guy, or the short fat grandpa. I'm gray, and my beard gives people the opportunity to make Santa Claus comments. Contrary to how most people feel about Santa Claus, he kind of creeps me out. :o
Anyway, little by little I've simply become comfortable with what I look like and how I feel about myself in spite of other people's expectations and judgements. It's a process, sometimes slow and painful but I think the anxiety and self-doubt do go away.
I agree 100%
8 years
