Johnxyz:
Parents forcing their children to do something, or not do something is a sure way to get the opposite as soon as they leave home. I knew an adult who spent every Saturday morning watching cartoons because she was not allowed to watch them as a child.

MottiF:
After days of chatting with a female feeder, I was able to arrange a date with her, so I just will appreciate any advices regarding a first date with her.

What do avoid or what is acceptable in meeting her, i mean, do u bring up a long the way out kinks, or just waiting her to bring it up?

We talked a lot about me gaining weight and all, i was eating really well this week, with her encouragement, and we really talked about our kinks, and we pretty open with each other. So i just really appreciate what to do on a first date with her, she really open to feeding me in public, and talking about how she will fatten me up and all. We will meet on an all you can eat restaurant so I don’t know if that matter. Just would be glad to hear any advice from ppl here.

Enas:
First of all, big CONGRATS!!

I think you should ask her exactly that, right of the bat. Is she okay with you opening up completely even to the most "uncomfortable" parts of your fantasies, right away? Or would she prefer a more gradual opening up, etc?

Does she want a super sexy date or a romantic one?

Btw if i were in your position, i would say something like... "I have this preference for our date but i wanna know your preference about it also!"

What do you think?

Kx500:
So I went over for dinner. I took desert over; a custard filled pie.

She was wearing a beautiful billowy black dress which couldnt hide her gelatinous body all that well.
I greeted her passionately with a proper deep long kiss (a far cry from the usual peck we give each other) whilst grabbing her cellulite filled beachball ass cheeks.

She told me to "be patient" before guiding me in and presenting to me what could only be described as a smorgasbord of food on her dining room table. Meats and pastas adorned the table.

She sat me down before stacking my plate and bowl high with food.
She piled her plate/bowl just as high before remaking she expects me to outeat her and if i didn't she would assist me too before giving my stomach a pat.

Despite being a feedee the past 9 months or so the inner (and perhaps domant) feeder in me kicked into action. I stood up grabbed her and took her from the table to the couch. I said to her (whilst grabbing her belly) that the only one who is going to be overdoing it tonight was her before bringing her bowl over. I began feeding her and she looked instantly dazed; her perceived dominance shrinking. As i scooped spoon after spoon of pasta and meat into her willing mouth I used my other hand to carefully trace her bodies outline over her dress praising her for her new found pounds and whispering too her what I want to do to her body (in short different remarks about fattening her and making love)

She was moaning and squirming all the while eating all the food I brought to her plump lips. I had her finish 2 large bowls before I engaged in oral sex on her. It was remarkable how given all the lower body weight she has gained how her sex was buried in thick layers of flab. Highly highly exotic. After finishing her she then turned her attention to me telling me she was glad i had my entree and she wants to dominant and feed me and my growing frame.

I let her take control and I became the feedee. She simply put stuffed me. She similarly kept whispering into my ear how my body had changed, how she wants to add flab to my muscles and how she imagined me at 250 pounds (at approx 175 now) making love to her all beefy and thick. I said to her if I got too fat my sex may be buried under no doubt a growing belly and fat pad just as hers and she informed me it doesn't matter if it appears to lose size rather the thought of us becoming huge and me becoming a big bear was enough to send her to climax. She literally didn't give me release until I ate atleast 3 bowls. My stomach was as tight as a drum. I was completely blown.

After stuffing me she put some custard pie on me (and with her hand fed me some) before eating it off me before we commenced making love.

It was so different seeing her in this way and feeling her body next to mine (firstly naked) and secondly the changes (from thick to obese). Her hot plump gut and gigantic hips were a sight to behold as was her titanic ass and legs. She too was amazed at how my body had changed and she kept grabbing my beefier pecs and lats all throughout our love session telling me she wants them even bigger. She was enthralled at the fact i was amazed at how thick her sex had become and she would love me telling her how plump it now was.
She said now she is back she is going to ensure I chunk up even if I feed her so she chunks up. She wants us to mutually gain but wants me to beef up quicker so I can catchup to her 310 pound body.

The next morning we had a visit from one of her friends who i would see approximately 3 times a year. She is 40, tall and remarkably thin (maybe 185cm and 60kgs). Her friend hadn't seen her since she had arrived back however had been told the day before that she had plumped up and that I had aswell.

Her friend got the shock of her life seeing us both. Remarks such as "i hardly recognise you both" coupled with lengthy touched on our bodies and a look of sheer amazement went on for around an hour. It was almost as if she was missing out on being transformed.
Her friend was amazed at the musculature I had packed on and the fat that coated it. She couldn't stop rubbing my chest and stomach and kept pinching my neighbours belly and rubbing her gigantic thighs and fat ass remarking "you have gained pillows back there".

On leaving she told us both that she no doubt will be seeing alot "more" of us now. She looked like she had a longing in her eyes as her hands and physical touch betray her given she was rubbing and squeezing us endlessly when she was leaving.

We both internally remarked as she left that we detected she may be envious and or jealous as to what we have become. My neighbour remarked wouldn't it be funny seeing he blow up too before we commenced breakfast....

I have a feeling given her remarks to me that my bulk gain is going to go for longer.... and I am going to get even bigger than anticipated.

Bobo:
I love this question.

Met someone off FF a few years ago, became friends IRL. We just spoke this morning. Last time I was in her town, we had coffee. Smart person, good to know.

Met a FFA off another site awhile back, and she kicked off the end of my super-lean period and began the slow slide into obesity. We met up and it was delightful! I wore a too-small t-shirt and a jacket over it. When I opened my jacket, she was floored. "Wow, that's a big belly!" It was playful and fun and rewarding. And nice to be fat around someone, and to lay down and let her play with my body to her heart's delight, squeezing, praising, jiggling...

Met a woman I was talking to on line when I went to her city on business. It was delightful! A 300-plus woman walked through the door and I was delighted, we had dinner, it was nice and when we hugged, I felt her belly, which was hanging down her thighs, pressed up against my knees. A thrill...and a friendship that lasted about 3 years. She met someone. She's now well over 500 pounds, so good for her, that's what she wanted. She sure is big now!

Also went to a Feabie meetup last year and met a lot of people I'd only known on line. It's nice because when you chat again on line, you really know who you're talking to.

StuffedWithSin:
I guess this is half a question half ??????
I am just not sure if this is a case of "go to therapy" or if there are others who feel similar and maybe know ways to make it better.

Basically, weight gain has been my biggest fetish since I can think. Especially belly focused stuff and teasing/humiliation.
Everyone in my family is super slim (genetics) and I grew up with some kind of body shaming from my maternal family side so I've always been very self conscious about my body. My best guess is also that this is where my kink combination came from.

Now, to this day I'm heavily turned on by verbal degradation and physical touching of my belly and the idea of having a bigger, softer stomach.
At the same time, anytime I start putting on weight I freak out.

It's like - I have those waves where I'm super horny for a week or so and get extremely into gaining, stuffing etc. And then suddenly I go back to "I want a six pack, let's go! Work out!"

I just don't think I really want to get fat all over, would live to be somewhat toned - but also really crave having a big, round belly.
I also dream of having a person to share this kink with but I am terrified of talking with any person who has the potential of meeting me irl.

Conclusion: I feel like I'm my own greatest enemy, blocking me from enjoying my kink in the physical realm and I don't know if there's a way to work this out.

Well. Anyone related?

Fatkiwi:
Eaten a family sized meal at mcdonalds

Ultimateaaron12:
This question is for those who went from rail thin to super fat. how did you keep up eating consistently? I find it very stressful trying to make sure I eat enough to reach my daily calorie goal, does it eventually become second nature to eat loads without having to put much thought into it?

Munchies:
Do little things consistently, and you will see changes over time. If you struggle to get enough calories in you, start small. Switch to whole milk. Add sauces and cheese to everything. Always flavor your water. Drink juice. Have snacks in easy reach.

Over time, you'll realize you've started to eat quite a bit without forcing yourself.

Frogman:
I cannot say for certain that I do or don’t regret gaining. Mostly I don’t because I love feeling fat and it’s (auto)erotic, but there are also times when I wish I was thin and fit again—like when I have to exert myself. I have a theory that gaining may be more challenging mentally for some who start thin, because we’re not accustomed to being “a fat person”, living as one, and being treated as one.

Being fat was a desire of mine since I was a teenager. I tried padding first, which was fun but ultimately unsatisfying, so I tried gaining on and off for years. My size fluctuated between “very skinny” (when I was addicted to opiates) and “a little bit chubby” when I tried gaining.
By the time I was 30, I couldn’t suppress my burning desire to become fat any longer. I decided to gain 100 lbs. I embraced the feedee/gainer lifestyle, avoiding exercise while eating as much as possible, and eventually I was successful in my goal—plus ~20 lbs. I went from a “normal” weight to “class III obesity”.
Right now I’m not really in a position to continue gaining (I would if I could), so I’m just maintaining, trying to enjoy myself around food, and occasionally overindulging my appetite.

Viktoshka:
Thanks for sharing your story! It sounds like this journey has been about so much more than just changing your body - it's about true self-expression. You say you can't actively bulk up right now, but if you had the chance, do you have a goal you'd like to reach?

Frogman:
You’re welcome.
If I had the chance, I would love to grow to 350-400 lbs. I feel that’s a realistic goal for a very short guy. But the problem with goals is that when you achieve them, sometimes you think: “Now what do I do?” I often fantasize about what 500-600+ lbs. would be like, but for me those are just fantasies.

Viktoshka:
350-400 lbs sounds like an impressive goal, especially if you can already imagine how it will feel! What excites you most about the idea of ​​500-600+ lbs? Even if it's just a fantasy right now, it's interesting to know what it is about that weight that excites you so much.