Self control

voluptuouslover:
I agree "Loss of self control" with eating is in itself an extremely sexy part of this weight gain fetish for me these days.

When I notice my wife has gained a good amount of weight and then I watch her eat way larger portions at meals followed directly by something sweet right after and then she gets into a pattern of constantly snacking all night long after dinner.....it is so sexy. The best is when she gets in these uncontrollable pattern and starts sneaking extra snacks by just standing in the pantry after dinner and putting chocolate after chocolate in her mouth after she has already finished off a pint of Ben n jerry's.

The ultimate arousal with this loss of control has only happened a couple of times....one way back after she was pregnant for the last time with our third child and she was trying intensely to lose her pregnancy weight. Well, 6 months had gone by and she not only didn't lose any weight but I noticed that she was gaining more weight.
After another 6 months her appetite was out of control and she had gained plenty more.....she told me that she can't stop stuffing her face....I thought she was poking fun at herself as she does when she has gained a lot of weight....but she looked at me seriously and said 'No, I am serious I really can't stop eating and I never get full....If you had food in front of me 24 hours a day I would just sit there and continue eating and never stop" I was totally aroused in such a crazy way!


What a great story! An exemplary tale about the joys of all this!
9 years

F feedee looking for feeder to chat with

Adi:
Short story of why I am here. I am graduating from high school this year (don't worry, I am eighteen).
I've got horrible memory, no matter how many times I read something I usually forget it. I've found a solution for this, if I eat something while learning I can remember
it later due to favour I had in my mouth when I read it. This had rather negative side effect. In two months I've gained 15kg (that's about 33 pounds
I think). I used to be rather active girl before that, always hiking, taking at least 15 minutes long walk every weekday. Now I get
out of breath just getting to my class. Plus I can literally feel everybody eyeing my clothes which I haven't replaced since I gained
weight. Originally I planned to loose it . Until I realized that when somebody commented that, 'maybe, I should cut out
sweets, or perhaps go to gym' I wasn't feeling embarrassed. I was getting, well, horny. So I looked it up on internet and found this site.

I am looking for feeder, somebody who will mock my weight, tell me to stop stuffing myself like a pig etc.
I would send them photo of my belly, thights, my food and write them telling them about how much I've eaten (you might have to force the
truth out of me sometimes smiley)
I could also make short videos of me trying to get into tight clothes (while eating even more).
We could try roleplaying but I've never tried it before, so dunno if I'll be any good at it.
Gender doesn't matter, nor does age, although I would prefer somebody under 40.
(I will probably never show you my face though, sorry, I prefer to keep a bit private.
Send me msg if you're interested in chatting further smiley


Well, if you like to roleplay this kind of situation, I love it. Check out my stories if you get a chance.

Anyway, contact me here or

zonker25@gmail.com (also roleplay under this name there)

growinluvhandles@yahoo.com (also roleplay there under YIM).

Have a great weekend, and keep living life to the fullest!
9 years

I enjoy my belly hanging out in public

Chocolatenavel:
I really truly enjoy letting my belly hang out in public. I purposely wear shirts that are 2-3 size too small and pants 2-3 size too big. When I walk it makes my shirt roll up and my pants slide down and then my entire belly is exposed. It's like an addiction to me that I can't shake. I will go to stores, mall, dinner, gym, etc just to have people look at my belly. I love it even more when people have negative things to say or do to my belly. I remember one time being at a party and I was dancing and my belly came out and I acted like I didn't even know it was out. People at the party "tried" to humiliate me. I say "tried" because they didn't know I was loving the attention. They were calling me fat and jiggling my belly and even patted it but it didn't bother me.

One day I was at home and my shirt was small and my boyfriend noticed my belly hanging out. He held me down and tickled me, but in the process of him tickling me he noticed my belly shaking. So he stopped tickling me and started patting my belly to make it jiggle. Then he told me to poke out my belly. I was clueless but I poked it out and he started poking my belly button and then he started biting it. He said when I poked my belly out he could "munch on my big ass navel" as he said. I know he was trying to humiliate me by doing it but it seriously turned me on and it felt so good when "munched on my big ass navel".
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What joyful times you have! Good for you!
9 years

Kidnapped, forced to be a pig?

PlumpPrincess5:
I really wish this would happen. It wouldn't be too hard, since even if I did run I wouldn't go far before someone caught me, and as much as I love food and love eating I wouldn't be able to resist, no matter what.

If anyone wants to RP this, I'm up for it!


I love this sort of thing! Check out my stories, and you will see. I would love to roleplay, Princess.

Email - zonker25@gmail (also use it for google hangout)

Yahoo IM or email -- growinluvhandles@yahoo.com

Also, I am on Feabie under this same name (growinglovehandles)
9 years

Growing belly, growin appetite

feedmepizza:
yes!! I completely agree! since I've started to gain I've noticed how often I am hungry, especially over night. I wake up STARVING most mornings even if I stuff myself the night before.
mI stop at Dunkin donuts every night before I head home (24 hour Dunkin is the greatest) and I pig out on some donuts each timesmiley if I don't get the chance to go to Dunkin I get pretty cranky honestly. my greedy belly loves donuts smiley i consume a lot of doughy foods and my belly is turning into a big dough ball of chub hehehe


Haha, "you are what you eat!" certainly applies here. I have a story about donut addiction which you might enjoy. Just check my stories, and let me know what you think.

You know, they tell dieters that changing just one thing (ex. giving up that afternoon soda pop) can change your weight. Same goes for gaining. Adding a donut a day (say 320 calories) will help you add more than 30 pounds in a year!

Let's all turn into donuts -- big, round, doughy and, oh so sweet and addictive.
9 years

Growing belly, growin appetite

wretty222:
hey everybodysmiley

so as i've started to pack on the pounds, i've noticed my self-restraint has really started to weaken. i used to be able to walk by most restaurants with only a little grumble of my belly, but now... well, if i smell something yummy or if my plump belly demands it, it's like i HAVE to go in and buy as much food as i can.

do any of you all feel the same way as you gain??? maybe you have that ONE special restaurant or fast food place that you just can't walk by without getting enough food to really stuff yourself with...?

for me, there is a mexican place in my town. i used to go there about once every 2 weeks.. now its 5-6 times a week! the people who work there know my name, hehe, and even they seemed a little impressed at how much i can put away smiley yesterday i had a massive plate of nachos, usually meant for 2 or 3 people, and i packed it all into my potbelly while i was sitting there at the table, hehe. and today i was walking by, smelled the delicious rich food, and had to stop in and buy a grande burrito with pork and sour cream and plenty of cheese. it's starting to get embarrassing, how much i eat there...

i hope i'm not alone in this! maybe every time you pass that donut shop you have to purchase a dozen and eat them quickly in the car.. or the smell of mcdonald's fries makes your tummy groan loudly, and you just HAVE to grab a couple big macs and buckets of fries...

i think it rlly is that i have much less control over my appetite as i grow... i used to actually feel full, now my belly is constantly just a LITTLE hungry, even when i'm stuffed and swollen. i can always fit a little more food in, and i'm nearly always hungry. i've truly turned into a greedy, gluttonous piggy... a FAT piggy. and the fatter i get, the hungrier i am, the more i eat....

have other people felt their hunger start to expand as their bodies softened and rounded out???

also, where is your favorite place to buy the best, richest food in ur town ?

mm, all this talking about food is making me hungry.. even that burrito was not enough, hehe. it feels like i cd eat EVERYTHING in the world if i had a chance.. watch out world! smiley


This is very interesting, and I think all of us who have gained have experienced this. You express the need and the desire well.

I am more into sweets, so a donut shop is where I make my usually daily pig-out.
9 years

Going swimming when you've gained weight!

And seeing yourself in a swimsuit when you have gained weight is a wonderful experience as well. Well, it was for me. But you're right about the buoyancy of fat. Swimming is good exercise if you get heavy because it's easy on your joints and muscles.
9 years

Your stuffing fantasy

[quote]Ghouliette:
Good lord.


You need to make this into a short story and post in the stories section. It is just sooooo goooooood!

[quote]lesbianasexualstuffer wrote:
I want to be in a force-feeding centered BDSM relationship, and get caught by my Mistress doing something naughty, like eating dessert that she was saving for later. But instead of getting mad she just smiles sweetly and says it's ok, I can make it up to her right now. She has me help her cook a small dinner party's worth of delicious gourmet food... fancy pasta, roasted duck, a huge designer salad that's more cheese and croutons than vegetables, fresh fruit over thick but foamy vanilla mousse, a fancy spiced Italian pizza, loaves of specialty bread (savory rye, gooey garlic bread, cheese and shallot biscuits...), mounds of expensive, rich cheese, thick juicy steak fillets wrapped in bacon, crepes with custard and sweet jam, a huge cheesecake, batches of caramel chocolate cookies, homemade gelato, dark chocolate eclairs, light fluffy cupcakes in every flavor... And I'm thinking that she's going to punish me by stuffing me in front of a dinner party, there's no way she'll seriously try to make me eat all this... But I sit down and gorge myself anyway, and just as I feel like I'll burst, I weakly ask her when the guests will arrive, but I see her take out her ropes, and the last bite of cheesecake sticks in my throat. I'm powerless to stop her, she's so beautiful and sweet, and I can't let her down... I moan pitifully as she presses a beautiful handmade eclair into my mouth, and prepare for the worst. I'm so, sooo full... I'll probably get nauseous in a few minutes and have to use the safe word, oh but I don't want to, I just want to keep eating and eating... Soon I can feel my jeans forming a restricting meridian around my waist, and my belly feels like it's on fire. But this time it's different. I'm starting to feel a lot of pain and pressure, but no nausea. I groan and steal a glace at my heaving middle. It's bigger than it should be, oh my god, how is she doing this to me? My jeans feel like they're being drawn tighter by corset strings. Just as I feel like they'll cut me in two, a loud pop sounds over my muffled complaining and her giggling and teasing. Unbelievable... is it even possible to pop open jeans by stuffing? My mind feels as heavy as my groaning middle. My skin is stretched tight from chest to legs. Now even my mistress is surprised. How much can you hold, chubby girl? she muses with genuine wonder. Her hands glide over, then poke and prod my distended abdomen. I grunt weakly in between my quick panting. My lungs feel squashed between my stomach and skin. She reopens the bread basket, and garnishes each into a tiny masterpiece of butter, cheese, spices, onions... My brain is screaming at me to stop this, but the rolls are so delicious, I want more... I'm aching and trembling all over, but the fire in my belly is oozing outward, and it overwhelms my nerves so much that I feel euphoric. This is better than an orgasm; it's total surrender to gluttony and overindulgence. Adrenaline rushes into my aching jaws and renews their ravenous fervour. I notice a new sensation on my back and belly, and manage to roll my heavy head down to see. I've swelled up so much, my midsection is lightly nudging the table and the chair back. I fuss over my unnatural shape, but my mistress is mesmerized. She runs her hands over my overstretched stomach, pushing and pinching. But she can't even gather any skin with pinches, it's so very tight... I notice my blissful fire receding, and impulsively call out, ugh, don't stop! She slowly raises her gaze to meet mine, and grins. Oh, I'm not done yet, she says with a sharp, mocking tone. First you eat my dessert, then consume half this feast, and you're still not satisfied. I think it's time I taught you... She pauses and slices a huge wedge of cheesecake. ...Some portion control. I'm in for it now. I practically choke down it's rich, dense mass, she's stuffing it into me so quickly. Bottle after bottle of sparkling juice are drained, plates are emptied, containers are ravaged, pretty tray arrangements are decimated. I can feel my skin stretching, my organs shifting, and my stomach wobbling and sloshing. My arms feel tight against my sides, and my thighs are pushed apart by the weight of my bloated middle. I have lost all human shape, and am decidedly round. My mistress or I should be panicking at my impossible state, but we are powerless to curb our desires. She is frantically gathering the last of the feast now. Eat, eat, eat! She bellows, squealing with glee. I have felt my shirt riding up for a while now, but I begin to see my skin beneath it, even over the quivering horizon of my new expanse. She cheekily pokes a finger into my inflamed navel; her long slender digit doesn't even reach its new depth. I cry out in surprise, anguish, and helpless addictive pleasure.It hits me exactly
9 years

Not sure, with what i want to do.

Just wanted to say I find your story incredibly hot!

I hope you are enjoying the life you have because I think for many here, you are living the fantasy!
10 years

Not sure, with what i want to do.

You can always concentrate on exercises to bulk muscles in arms, chest and legs, and let that belly bulge and soften...

And if that doesn't work, heck, you've got a girl interested in guys with soft bellies... Don't lose her even if you do lose your fit figure!

Haha!

Best to you both.
10 years