I would totally love to make a fat friendly amusement park... With rides designed for larger people, skinny people might not be secure, so we might have to have a sign saying "Must be at least this size to ride"

I'm not real familiar with this but pretty sure I'd love to be a Daddy. I've never been a daddy in real life though (meaning no kids) so would that make it harder to step into tha role?

Fantasy vs reality. I find this part of the human psyche fascinating. We can enjoy the idea and the illusion but not the real thing. Stories, movies, conversations, role plays, pictures and even some activities (roller coasters), all allow us to experience or at least approximate an experience we'd never actually want to experience in real life.

Glad it worked out for you :-)

There is another thread about gaming and mine craft is mentioned specifically. I don't play it though. Used to love playing games but no time now :-(

Same here. I love pregnant girls and the idea of impregnating as many girls as I can.

In real life, I wanted a big family with lots of kids but now I realize I'll never have any. :-(

SLT: You would be delicious! Fattened to perfection by your own greedy gluttony, I would swallow you alive and consume you with much satisfaction.

After struggling a little to fit your enormous jiggling self into my mouth (gluttonous fat pigs like you really do make the most satisfying meals), I'd go to Plan B and dunk you in warm melted butter like a piece of shrimp, lift you high above my wide open mouth and pause for a second to enjoy the irony. You never knew all those happy, gluttonous stuffings you enjoyed over the years, would now seal your doom. Salivating with anticipation, I admire my tantalizingly fat, juicy, butter soaked prey dangling helplessly above my waiting mouth,.... and release you. Gravity takes hold and, greased by the butter, drives your wiggling, jiggling, enormously fat and very HEAVY self straight down my throat, where, in a single big gulp, I manage to swallow you whole, feeling you slide down and fill my tummy with your blubbery goodness, your size causing it to stretch a bit. Perfect. "Man, that was a nice FAT one!" I think to myself. I feel you trying to struggle and I pat my belly with satisfaction. You see, even monsters need to eat healthy, and part of a healthy diet is fresh prey. Feeling you struggle again, I smile contentedly and think to myself, "It doesn't get any fresher then that."

From my own experience, a pound a week average, for 3.5 years, is very realistic. I hate it when stories have unrealistic gains.

I don't know the context or plot, obviously, so I don't know if this is info is given to the reader to establish a background for the character who is now an adult or if it centers around the 3.5 years. If it's background info, an average works. If the story takes place during the 3.5 years, well, life is rarely that linear and things happen. Even if being deliberately fed, they may gain less than the average sometimes and more than the average other times - unless they are a captive being force fed or something. If they are just living normal life, then they may get sick, have a stressful year at school, had to take a more active class like dance or gym, maybe they travel, maybe they go on a cruise, maybe something happens and they focus on the feeding a little less for a period... Or set a goal and really focus on it. Maybe the feeder gets distracted with a new job or a family member who's injured or sick and needs extra care.... All kinds of possibilities that could average out to a pound a week.

I must say, the fact your character is starting at 14 already has my curiosity peeked - if we are following the character through the 3.5 years. Pretty much every story has all adult characters but my own interest in this topic started around 11 or 12, that I can remember. Many others on here have stated they discovered this long before adulthood. It'd be refreshing to read a good story reflecting that reality as well.

Have fun writing! :-)

Perhaps all you can buffets??? Lots of variety they.

Also, if the activity of eating is boring, which I could understand, it is repetitive, then perhaps snacking while doing something else like reading or watching a movie. For me, I love the flavors and smells and want to enjoy them so eating is fun and enjoyable for me.

I'm not real familiar with vore but I remember liking a scene in Anaconda where it swallows a young woman whole. I don't think it shows her being eaten (sadly) but shows her body shape in the snake. I played that scene over and over in my head and wished it showed her being eaten. Always thought it must mean something awful about me to enjoy the idea and sight of a young woman being eaten alive by a giant snake. I really don't understand it.