This definitely doesn't apply to me. While I find the concept of stuffing to be hot, in practice I get full too quickly to really do it, especially to the extent of some other people in this community. I have a surprisingly small appetite and only managed to get this fat through years of consistently drinking weight gain shakes. Whenever I try to stop drinking the shakes and just eat intuitively, I can't maintain my weight and end up losing.

Like I said in my first post, my trouble stopping doesn't come from an inability to control myself around food causing me to overeat and continue gaining when I don't want to. Rather, it comes from an obsession with continuing to make my belly bigger and the excitement I feel when the number on the scale increases further, both of which make me tempted to keep chugging the weight gain shakes despite knowing that I should finally be happy with my body the way it is now.

When I started gaining in 2015, I was a skinny 150 pounds ( at 6'0" ). At first, I only planned to gain to 180 and then stop. But when I got there, I was surprised at how skinny I still felt, so I increased my goal to 200. And then 225. And then 250. And then 300, which I finally reached a couple of weeks ago just after Thanksgiving.

So over the past six years, this is what I've done to myself, completely on purpose:

- Gained over 150 pounds and more than doubled my weight.

- Grew my belly to such a huge size that even when I wake up in the morning and haven't had anything to eat or drink, it's 56" around.

- Gone from a healthy BMI of 20.3 to a massive 41.5, officially becoming morbidly obese in the process.

I thought that when I achieved my ultimate goal of 300 pounds, I would finally stop. But yesterday morning I stepped on the scale and saw that I now weigh 306, and I looked in the mirror and saw how big, round, and soft my belly is and how far it sticks out in front of me. And I was so turned on knowing that I've gained even more.

I still feel addicted to growing my belly even fatter. And it's not even that my appetite has increased so much that I can't control myself around food. Rather, it's that I'm still chugging multiple weight gain shakes every day because I'm so sexually aroused by this fetish.

Gaining so much weight hasn't come without downsides. I've unfortunately experienced numerous health issues as a result of my gain. And when I was 225 or even 250 pounds, I feel like I could still attract the attention of some "normal" women, but now at 300+, I'm at that level of obesity where I'm pretty much only going to be sexually attractive to feeders. And even though a relationship with someone who's also into feederism would be a dream come true for me, we all know that finding such a person is akin to tracking down a unicorn.

For the record, I don't regret gaining. I love the way my body looks now, and I don't want to lose weight. But when is enough finally enough? In a perfect world I could just "lock in" my current weight and stay like this indefinitely, but in reality that's much easier said than done. So I'm wondering if anyone else has had similar experiences and, if so, how you handled them?

I spent years unsuccessfully searching for a feedee and finally accepted that the only way I could satisfy my fetish would be to start gaining myself. Feederism is so niche that the unfortunate reality is that the vast majority of us will never be lucky enough to find a partner who's also into it.

Feederism is 100% a sexual fetish for me and is therefore something I don't discuss in any capacity with anyone except sexual partners.

I've gained more than 150 pounds since 2015 and have developed hypertension as a direct result of being morbidly obese (and still actively gaining). I'm now on three medications for it. Unfortunately, negative health consequences are the price we pay to satisfy this fetish.

I think gaining weight and being fat are extremely sexy in general, but as someone who's gained over 150 pounds on purpose, I find intentional weight gain to be particularly hot. Something about repeatedly chugging weight gain shakes that don't even taste good just because it turns me on to watch my belly grow bigger and fatter is even more arousing than simply having a large appetite and gaining "naturally."

San Junipero is possibly my all-time favorite episode of any TV show.

I can't imagine any realistic situation in which this would actually happen.
But if it somehow did, then I'd be happy to let a woman see/touch my belly.

This definitely happened to me. Six years ago I was a skinny 150 pounds ( at 6'0" ). Initially I didn't intend to gain, but eventually I decided to try it out because I had already spent years unsuccessfully searching for a feedee and I needed an outlet for this fetish. And now I'm closing in on 300 pounds.

Yep. If I'm in a non-professional setting with people I don't know (grocery store, etc.), I usually wear XL t-shirts, which are small enough on me now that they cling to my gut and even expose it if I'm not careful. I'm also completely comfortable being shirtless at the beach/pool, even though I don't go often. I genuinely feel sexy having such a big belly (which will hopefully continue to get even fatter), so I love to show it off.