Total waste of money. Look at the back label. 80-85% of mass gainers are dextrose or maltodextrin. Go to your local beer brewing store and you can buy 20lb bags of either for $10.

Don't ever waste $50 on a plastic container of that crap. Even bodybuilders don't use it. They buy their whey protein in bulk and mix it w/their own dextrose they buy for pennies on the dollar as mentioned above.

As someone who works in the fast food QSR industry, I know the majority of sales at my company for Party Packs/Tailgate/Large Combo Boxes are actually ordered for a single customer's meal and NOT a "party".

Anyone have an interesting first stuffing experience ordering a group pack – such as a Crave Case from White Castle or a party pack from Taco Bell?

I came home home with a party pack from Taco Bell yesterday and it really surprised my wife. She said "it's one of those things you see on commercials but never actually consider ordering for yourself." She would never order 12 tacos for herself and initially said "she wouldn't finish the pack"... of course there were none left.

She used to think "who would eat 12 – 20 plain tacos in succession"...but now it makes total sense: a hungry fattie like her, lol. 🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮🌮

She said to get her a Party Pack from now on. It's like she graduated. 🎓

You almost don't even realize how fast food completely caters to extremely obese people with these massive box combos that get larger each year. White Castle now does a Crave Crate that's 3x bigger than the Case.

I'm ultra-fit and almost always prepare a different meal than what my wife eats. It's usually her that gets a craving and so I'll cook a meal for myself and the kids, then go out and get her some huge takeout dinner she's had her mind on all day.

I love the contrast, too; go to waterparks with my abs while she sits there with an ice cream cone.

Absolutely! I also enjoy the excuses for avoiding the stairs – are always pretty creative!

My wife relinquished bathing the kids, getting them ready for bed. She used to say she couldn't because she was downstairs washing her face.

After a while I questioned her how it could take 35min to wash her face lol. She doesn't even make an excuse any more; she asks me to oversee the kids' nightly routine because she "needs to get her night started" AKA Netflix and snacking started, lol.

Everyday is such a "tiring day" when you're a growing plump princess.

I definitely do mainly because my wife was an avid runner who used to be disgusted with and openly questioned how someone could just lay around all the time watching TV, eating junk food and getting fat.

Well, she figured it all out. 💡🐽

And she was in denial about her weight gain and the prospect that she would be really heavy one day.

As she grew lazier with all of the weight, the mental surrender of accepting oneself as a lazy fattie who's obsessed with Netflix and is probably going to get bigger is hot. Running "hurts her feet now". It's either too cold or or too hot to walk the dogs any more.

While recently laying on the couch in a food coma, our son asked if she would walk him to the park. Her response was "Why don't you ask daddy. That's more of a daddy thing to do. We'll watch a movie together later."

(One of those proud moments where you see her recognizing "yeah, that's not really something a fattie like me enjoys to do any more, sweetie. I'll join you guys when it's about laying around and having some snacks." 🐖

Going from being really active, it's neat to see how the added weight leads to slothfulness which leads to even more hobbies/habits that involve laying around and eating. More movies, more hours buried in their phone. Pretty soon, ALL the time is "downtime" for the princess after their "exhausting" day.

And the prospect of losing weight and being skinny then becomes such a ridiculous proposition because every main entertainment and habit in their life is built around lounging around and eating. They look forward to it. Most of the time they're so exhausted that they feel like they "earned it".

When they do get up and are active, even doing a quick simple chore will now have them "taking a little break" sooner. This feeling of needing a break keeps them mentally believing that they're "so productive" when in reality they're the just getting fatter and less active with each day.

That's the point. Most people don't develop personal habits in a vacuum; they're assimilated from their environment and social pressures. So if you're a skinny girl who came from a thin family, spouse is thin - the workplace becomes the primary place for exposure to different eating habits, particularly since you're around coworkers more than you're actual spouse.

When all of a sudden you're on a work team where everybody's overweight and your boss invites you along to McD's and ice cream - regardless that you don't like fast food, you don't want to be the lone anti-socialite of the bunch.

Doesn't take long before you're tagging along daily with the tribe, dessert after lunch is a given, you're actually the one picking up the donuts with the corporate card in the morning. Then it's not long before those habits start bleeding their way into your home life.

At least that's how it's been for my wife with her last two jobs where she was surrounded by very heavy web designers.

THIS.
It's not about the career, it's about the tribe, lol.
My wife got so fat mainly because she got into a rhythm with some fattie coworkers that normalized eating behaviors for her that I never could have done at home. Before long, the constant social pressure to tag along with them and pig out had her just another fattie on the team.

Yet she'll always have that competitive girl reassurance, "yeah I've gotten super fat. But I'm not even close to as fat as X team member. I'll never get THAT big...... 🙄

The sense of pride for me is that I've shown my wife the "other side".

She was the skinny chick who talked shit about heavy women, our heavy neighbors, took pride in ranting that she hates fast food.

So to have opened that Pandora's box for her and show her the satisfaction of indulgence, show her that she had a fat piggie inside her all along.

Now she's blowing money on Wendy's with her fattie coworkers. Pounding chips and dip with the obese neighbors. Falls asleep with snacks in bed.

There's a sense of pride when you see they've realized enjoying the life of being a plump princess is absolutely worth dealing with the social stigma of being "fat".

When my wife goes through her spurts of exercise it's always frustrating. But I do notice she then eats more as a "reward" afterward and is completely lazy from exhaustion afterwards which almost negates anything she burned in the 20min of running.

One thing I caught my wife doing is she gets DoorDash for her and all of her fattie coworker chicks. She'll say "don't be alarmed by the big charge, all of the girls are paying me back in cash".

But one day I needed some cash to tip a pizza driver; figured she'd have a ton after a year of all these DoorDash team lunches. Turns out she then takes that cash and secretly blows it all on snacks throughout the day at her work's cafe. 🐷🍫🥤🍩🍟