I think she's still conflicted. Their was some mental resolution when she was gaining uncontrollably: the penny dropped where she understood "Oh...THIS is why girls get fat. It's effortless, fun and tastes so damn good." A lot of skinny girls can't even fathom how you actually get fat.

For her she works around heavier girls, so she doesn't feel as much pressure. But she had other jobs where everyone was practically a model, and made her feel so conflicted and down.

Once she realized everything she enjoys most in life generally makes you fat, the acceptance was slow and unending.

She was a track star in high school. Rail skinny. Generally talked down about girls that were heavy. She never watched TV, ever. She would throw on a random old rom-com DVD from college while she cleaned the house. You almost never saw her sitting down.

She made comments that "Fast food is.. just gross". But she always was a "foodie" and a "big eater" when skinny. But that definitely got amped up as she got heavier and started gravitating to fattier foods, ultimately starting to eat fast food, drink IPA's and sugary wines more.

As the Netflix increased, that became a time to snack that then evolved into her eating an actual large 4th meal with the snacks around 10 o'clock - often ordering takeout. This time to pig out and watch her shows became almost sacred to her: kids had to be in bed, nothing could encroach on her "unplug time" to pig out.

Another integral part of her transformation were her two last bosses are over 400lbs and encouraged her to be their tag along lunch partner. Lunch was often on the corporate card – so they didn't hold back and it often ended with going out for ice cream afterwards. Or they would randomly show up with ice cream or snacks for her. She could never turn it down.

And then she slowly started incorporating these habits into her own life: taking multiple breaks a day to hit up the cafe and vending machines. She then became the one running out for ice cream and bringing it back for her teammates.

Definitely not into morbidly obese. I enjoy admiring them from afar. And there are some models that still look amazing – but they have the face and genetics to look hot at ANY weight.

We still try to have a some what active lifestyle. And my wife already deals with getting out of breath, back and foot pain that can hamper us on trips with lots of walking. I can't imagine the everyday annoyances and constraints of being married with someone morbidly obese.

I had never been with a fat girl. And what has blown me away since my wife doubled her weight is how slowly she's acquired all of the stereotypes I held about fat people, lol. And I'm more blown away that I love it and enjoy her being a pampered, happy chubby princess.

The amount of Netflix watching would get ramped up each month. I started seeing fast food trash in her car. I would check our bank account and see daily vending machine charges. Her having less energy to cook driving tons of pizza and takeout.

She then starts asking me to help with any chores that involved stairs or bending over. She always gets hot and sweaty, so she's always walking around the house in outgrown shorts that her growing body has now made booty shorts.

The whole thing was surreal for me.

Like alectromigration mentioned, her social circles started to change. Her and few heavy girls at work go out to their big stuffing lunches. She started getting much closer to our neighbors who are really fat; we usually have 1-2 parties a month with them revolving around pigging out.

A general mindset of "festiveness", wanting to go out as a family for meals, organize parties, have a people over with big snack spreads. It's been great – and always leaves her fatter at the end of the night!

It's been years and I'm still awe struck about the changes. I'll notice a new little thing each week as she gains and transforms.

Certainly. As my wife has gotten fat she's blatantly expressed that she'd like me to have a lifestyle more like hers: watching Netflix for 4-5 hrs a night while snacking. And I just can't do it.

I'll watch a movie here and there with her; but I can't fully adopt her fat couch potato lifestyle.

My wife is a foodee but doesn't have this fetish. Once I opened up about it, she started gaining weight steadily. And she's heavy now but has no sexual connection to the idea of gaining or being fat. I feel like we've found a somewhat happy middle

I know things radically changed for my wife when she switched jobs and was then working around few people that only knew her as fat. At her old job she always felt like coworkers were comparing her to her skinny past.

Now her and her little fattie crew can freely pig out at lunch. Nobody even knows she's let herself go over the past few years.

When she had coworkers over for a party, one looked at photo on the wall of her from 3 years ago and asked "Hmm, is that your sister?"

Weight gainers are designed to be a post-workout shake to put on muscle not fat. So maltodextrin is highly glycemic, far more than sugar, and signals the body to open up its cells so the protein can be quickly processed. And the carbs of maltodextrin help restore your depleted glycogen stores to aid in recovery.

If you're trying to get fat, you can find far more calorie dense shakes for cheaper. Lots of heavy cream and peanut butter based shake recipes out there. No need to pay an arm and leg for maltodextrin powder from GNC. My 2 cents.

A shake based on FAT not carbs (sugar) is going to have over double the calories.

They're all the same 80% Dextrose or Maltodextrin with the remainder being whey protein. It's a total ripoff. You can go to any beer brewing store and buy massive bags of Dextrose or Maltodextrin for pennies on the dollar. That's what bodybuilders do. No need to pay $50 for that crap.

My wife goes in cycles. She never anticipated ever being a "fat girl". So she gets to a point where she has to buy a whole new wardrobe again and then tries to diet and exercise for a week to discover she loves a lifestyle and food that is going to have her bigger. She then lets go, grows to a point where she's again faced with "I didn't think I would get this big, though" wash rinse repeat.

From my experience, the bigger they get the more easy it is to let go and identify as being a "fattie". She now has her little fattie lunch crew at work who all go out together and pig out on fast food.

The only thing that ever brings up the idea of halting her gain is the clothes. It's so expensive.