Selkie:
No disrespect to pigs, but what about the other fat animals? Anyone identify as an elephant, a hippo or a whale? I wanna be a seal! Lol!😂

What's your preferred fat spirit animal?

Fatbelly5241:
Hi guys!
So I’m looking for a story I read a few years back... It’s essentially the reader getting fatter and fatter as they continue to read the story, and the narrator makes fun at the readers inability to express self control. Any help would be greatly appreciated!

Gothcupcake666:
This hasn’t happened to me before except now since quarantine. I don’t get horny when I’m hungry but I get hungry when I’m horny... but not every time tho. I’m confused 😂

PhoenixChimera:
Thankful it’s not just me, I’ve been the same-I didn’t understand how I could be so hungry at first, I’m eating more than ever before.
But when it clicked, I thought it might be too much even for here.
Now I can relax a bit.

kissoo:
I'm new to this site, and feederism in general! I wanted to share my husband’s weight gain journey with you, and think here would be the best place.

For background – he was lean and athletic when we met in college, and more or less stayed the same weight (approx 170-180 lbs) through dating and marriage. Then a few things came at once: he changed to a desk job, he injured his knee and we moved to the suburbs. He put on about 20 lbs in 2 months and I couldn't believe how hot I found it. I was always into toned types before, which is part of the reason I was originally attracted to him, but I really loved the new weight.

I didn’t say anything, as I wasn’t sure how he felt about it. Then one morning he was really struggling to get his work pants buttoned, and made a comment along the lines of “Damn, I’ve really porked up.” I told him that I’d noticed him getting a bit bigger, and admitted that I actually found it attractive. He was surprised by that, but happy surprised. He asked me if I’d mind him putting on a little more weight, and I said no. We had a long talk that night — he opened up about always feeling the pressure to keep his college body, since I continued to work out and stay the same weight as well, and that he’d actually enjoyed spending more time relaxing and eating things he likes those couple of months. I reassured him that the weight didn’t bother me at all, and said again that I found it kind of hot.

From then on he relaxed his diet completely, and I would treat him more often too, cooking his favorite meals (lasagne, chilli, brisket etc), and adding tasty snacks to the grocery list. I still wasn’t sure where we stood at this stage – my impression was that he just loved to eat, whereas I was actually getting more of a sexual stimulation from feeding him, so I was careful not to encourage him too much. But I was getting a lot more into it as the weight crept up! After a while he’d put on another 10-15 lbs or so, and it was starting to sit more as chub. His chest was softer, he was getting chunky love handles, and he had a noticeable belly now. You could definitely see the weight even through his slightly bigger tshirts, and his thighs and butt had grown thicker too.

It was around this time he started to become a lot more comfortable with his bigger size – he’d pat his belly more often, and just generally draw attention to it with joking comments, or sometimes when he was in the mood he’d even move my hands toward it, knowing that it turned me on. And turn me on it did! I loved that his clothes were getting tighter, and then just not fitting at all – relegated to the back of drawers or the trash. Every now and then a button would pop, or pants would split, and once his belt even snapped (fortunately we were in a cab heading home at the time). As he pushed past around 220 I felt the need to have another chat. I was loving his progress, but I was still holding back from actively encouraging him – I hated the feeling that I was guilty of something, like I was tricking him into it. So, I worked up the courage and told him this, explaining my kink a bit more. And his response couldn’t have been better: he just asked what the problem was. Haha. He said he loved to eat, loved the renewed sex life, and loved that I enjoyed feeding him. He even suggested that I try my hand at baking.

That’s when I started to, I guess, actually participate in ‘feeding’, and all the less subtle nuances of enjoying his weight. I'd offer him seconds, desserts, snacks and after dinner I'd rub his belly on the couch. Sometimes I'd also physically feed him things (but never force him!). He usually hovers around 235-240, which is our ideal weight, although quarantine has brought him closer to 260 recently. And while that’s been fun for me, I’m going to help him drop back down, as we agreed it’s a little too big for him.

Anyway, that’s that! It’s the little things I love most about his weight gain... his butt is quite wide now, so it creeps over the edges of the dinner chair. His underwear and sweatpants always look so tight and stretched against his thighs. He has a habit of kneading his stomach after meals now to help him belch. He’s also developed a cute double chin.

Would love to hear what everyone else’s favorite things are about their partner’s weight gain (or their own!)? Does anyone do things like funnel feeding or shakes? We haven’t tried that yet, but he said he’d be up for it once he’s back down to 240ish.

High:
That's a story idea. A woman's in college and needs a project done for her Abnormal Psychology class or Sociology class. Multiple submissions to the teacher.
She hires one of these services and only gives them a vague outline of what she needs. The assignment is something like "How does abnormal psych affect you?"
She orders 6 papers for the 6 expected submissions and, being young, busy and carefree, forgets about it until a week later when the first paper/doc is sent to her.
It starts off, "I had never heard of feedism until my boyfriend introduced it to me."
And each submission has her getting deeper into it as it is also fulfilled in real life. Her last assignment is emailed to the teacher as she's unable to make it to class (heh).

(take it if you want)

Dreamgainer:
I've found very overwhelming to read as a Black girl, your sentences where so long that I run out of breath. Felt like a sucked into a whirpool of water spinned through the dynamo with little or no breath! XD

voluptuouslover:
So when I am really thriving full throttle with this Fetish I picture my 5' 3" wife weighing as much as 300-350 Lbs. in my dreams when she is barely 180 Lbs. currently.

I so badly want that and think it would be the ultimate....seeing her struggle with her weight in her movements, reach out a hand for me to try to help her too her feet every time she is in a seated position, watch her sneak food and snacks all the time trying to hide her greedy uncontrollable appetite, struggle a bit to make love to her with her massive sexy lower belly spilling out on her lap and her FUPA getting in the way with her massive juggs that engulf her under her chin while lying on her back while we make love & listening to her panting and being so out of breath from the starting of our lovemaking, See her struggle to get dressed and squeeze into clothes, watch her struggle to reach around her huge hanging belly to soap her thighs and every part of her body, have her talk to me about how Fat and hungry she always is and that she doesn't necessarily want to get any heavier but all she wants to do is eat and have sex with me....and probably in that order.

Then other times when I am not as full blown into it I think maybe seeing her around 230 Lbs. would be enough and she would still have struggles with that weight but it would certainly be much more easily maintained and not to the point of no return......but I gotta say that the other option is what really spurs my arousal to the maximum heights.

High:
deviantart

thkyps6039:
What tags do you search for when searching deviant art? I feel like the standard tags of "superchub" and "BHM" don't bring up that much.