Pig4Farmer:
I had posted this in the forum under a previous account which is now deleted.

In November of 2019, I bought a derelict hobby farm in the country near Avon Park, FL. It's 17 acres and had been a small family pig farm years ago. The house and barns are far back from the road and not visible to neighbors.

I bought this because I have had this fantasy for many years. I thought, "I have the means to explore this, why not at least try?" My goal was to renovate the place and go there with a "farmer" for a few days at a time or much longer if it worked out.

I got a good start on the renovation--mostly in the farmhouse--which I had stripped to the rafters. Relined the pool and built a large hot tub. Granite kitchen and certain 'kinky' additions like sturdy eye-bolts. When covid hit, all work ceased as I could not find the subcontractors to do the work.

My goal was to refurbish the barn, hog pen, and fenced areas. I wanted to remove all rocks and pebble from the surface of the ground to protect a pig's knees who might be required to go around on all fours. Also, to make a large muddy area for the many warm Florida days. I want to have warm water run to the barn. None of this work outside the house has been done yet. Everything is as I left it, since my work has kept me out of the country for almost a year until recently.

My idea--admittedly far-fetched, I know--is that I would travel there with a dom type who shares this fantasy. For an agreed period of time there will be no clothes, no phone, no way out for the pig. The farmer is the boss, period. Obviously, trust would have been established. (at this point the Karens usually speak up with all kinds of obvious warnings because they do not think such trust can exist, but it does and isn't this the essence of power exchange in the fetish community?)

Anyway, if the farmer wants to spend the whole time in the house having sex and being served or whatever, then that is their choice. The barn and pens are there for his use, but this is his show, not the pig's. He is there to get his kicks, not to run down a laundry list provided by a dumb animal. At the end, everything returns to normal; keys, clothes, and cell phone are returned and everyone goes home. Pig's clothes will probably be a good bit tighter.

I still have the property and I had some good prospects for a farmer, but work consumed me for a few months. Ready to look at this strange project again now.

Angy523:
I just realised this is kinda addictive. I said last year I want him to be 220-230, now he is really close to that and he bought some new clothes, a size bigger than he used to wear last year, but the only thing I can think of is him outgrowing his new clothes... It seems like I will always want him fatter

Munchies:
It's so gratifying to see your feedee get larger under your care. Still, it is extremely important to have clear boundaries with these things. Talk to your boyfriend to see if he is okay with getting bigger. Maybe he's okay with you actively fattening him up, or he'd be happier just letting nature take his course.

If he decides he wants to maintain or lose weight, just get him clothes that are a bit too small and have him parade about for you in them. This way, everything is happy.

Angy523:
Well, I won't say I actively fattening him up. Mostly I just let him eat whatever he wants and how much he wants, but I keep remind him how sexy I see him fatter and I try to cook for him the food he likes, but never force him to eat more. I don't even encourage him to eat if he stops, only when he asks me if he should eat more.

Anyway, this subject kinda occured lately when he was telling me how his cousin told him he got fatter and I didn't know how to react when he told me this story because I know last time someone (his mom) told hom he got fat, he thought of losing weight even if he told her it's very good. But it seems like he only needed some assurance because he also told his cousin that it is good and it means he is happy.

After that he told me he really doesn't mind getting fatter and that he knows he will gain more if he keeps eating like this, but he only wants me to stop him when he gets too fat and he asked me to put him o a diet at that point.

Oldspicellama:
I’ve been gaining a ton now and I don’t want to stop, I’m almost 250 and I feel like I should definitely go past that, should I?

Munchies:
Honestly, if your weight gain is causing you severe discomfort and health issues, it would be smart to lose the weight and get healthy. Once your health is stable, you can regain, but smarter this time.

But yeah. Lose the weight for now. Nothing says you can't get fat later. After all, what's the point of getting fat if you are too sick to enjoy it? Madness, I say.

Peldanique:
Thank you for your response. It's difficult because I love food and I feel good about my body. I am 5'5" and 212lbs, so not extremely overweight. However, my belly is quite big (see my profile).
I also don't know how to stop binge-eating. Dokter said she wil send my to a psychological but I don't want that. Do you have any tips for gaining weight healthily? I'm afraid that if I lose weight, the issues won't go away and will just come back when I gain weight again.
Maybe I should try to maintain a stable weight and incorporate a bit more exercise. Who knows, that might help.

Peldanique:
Hello forum members,

Hope you understand my English 🙈

I find myself facing a difficult decision, and I would greatly appreciate your insights and advice to help me through it. I recently visited the doctor (again), who advised me to lose weight. While I'm not excessively overweight (I think so many people have higher bmi), I do have some health issues associated with it. I experience pain in my knees, ankles, and hips, and I have been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes and high blood pressure.

She told me I have to use insuline when my levels stay high.
Should I really make an effort to lose weight? I'm not particularly motivated to change my lifestyle and restrict my food choices. I enjoy eating, like food, like my curves and oke, can't stop binge

I understand that losing weight is likely to be beneficial for my health, and I would like to alleviate the joint pain I'm experiencing. I also know that managing my diabetes and lowering my blood pressure are important to prevent complications. However, I must admit, I'm feeling discouraged and unsure if I have the willpower to tackle this.

Have any of you been in a similar situation? Did you tell the dokter of your binge and you like your Piggy body?

I hope you can tell me your story or give advise. Thank you for your time and support!

Best regards,

Peldanique

BigBellyBurgerBoy1:
Does anyone know what a good song would be for a scene in a movie where it's revealed that a character has gained a significant amount of weight? The song itself doesn't have to be about eating or getting fat, necessarily, just simply the concept of increase, or perhaps indulgence. If anyone thinks of one, let me know.

Sexypeggy:
@ rob .

You told him that you can't keep getting fat anymore or even losing weight ?

Rob1074:
No I have never told my gf (her not him) I want to lose weight. I am saying once you get to a certain stage of deliberate forced eating - training yourself to take in huge quantities of food/calories in order to get as fat as fast as possible, you can’t stop. If I don’t eat constantly - like say not eat anything for 30 minutes, I get massive stomach pains - like wanting to double up kind of pain. As soon as I eat it goes away. I can’t stop eating now. I wake up with massive hunger pains and start eating within minutes. I had a fantasy of getting really fat and having a feeder to push me. I got what I wanted. While we could have sex it was wonderful. Once I got too fat for that she could pleasure me for a while until I simply got too fat for that. Now I’ve become the amusement piece for everyone to look and laugh at. As they’re speaking Tagalog I have no idea what they’re saying but from the look on their faces - absolute disgust by many - I know it’s not good. So the fun part has ended. I have trapped myself. I’m not blaming anybody. I got what I thought I wanted. But now I’m getting to where I always imagined myself I’ve changed my mind. But I can’t stop. I’m addicted to food. Simple as that. Once you eat to the point where you’ve developed a massive bag of fat the size of my gut there are no choices left.

Munchies:
Damn, I'm sorry man.

My partner and I met when he was 407 lbs. We are both into extreme weight gain, but not immobility and health issues. So when I'd put about 100 lbs on him, he started to feel bad and asked to stop.

He's losing weight right now (nearly down to his old weight). We both fantasize about getting him to 700 lbs, but I doubt that we will actually reach that point. I'm okay with that. I'd rather grow old with him.

If I may be so bold, does your feeder know how you feel?

Rob1074:
She does but she also knows but she still loves my size and knows that I can’t stop eating. To be fair to her and her family, I get pretty bitchy quickly if they don’t do the continual runs to Maccas or KFC for me on time. Plus to 7-11 for drinks and snacks. It’s a continual parade to keep me going.

I don’t blame her for the way I have ended up. It’s entirely my fault. But now I’m this way she gets what she wants - her fantasy continues while mine doesn’t. If I could stop eating I would but I just can’t. And it’s just staggering how much fat I put on now I’m this size. A 30,000 calorie day is a slow day. I drink at least 8 large bottles of coke or Fanta a day although no longer slurp down liquid ice cream like I used to when I was on the gain as much as I can journey. Now it’s eat to survive - by that I mean eat what I need to not feel massive hunger pains and what I’ve trained myself to take in. And that’s a pretty horrifying torrent of food. I imagine my stomach sack (that is my organ inside me) must have stretched to a few feet long by now. The amount of food I need and take in every day is huge. I am eating or snacking every waking minute. Literally.

In retrospect it’s great you guys realised the issues and stopped. I could definitely have stopped at 500lbs. But that was an exciting stage. I felt so good - our body comparisons were just so spectacular and I loved that I was really starting to grow plus it was sexually very exciting. I was living my fantasy. I loved it.

It’s really only once I started basically not moving that I lost the need to deliberately keep growing. I mean wanting to grow more. Even now I can stand up with a lot of help and waddle a bit. But the pain is immense. And once on my side which is how the family now keeps me, I am basically stuck and totally immobile. I am generally kept on one side one day and then as part of the cleaning and belly skin care routine rolled to my other side for a day. The pressure on my gut is just too much sitting up and the pain from the stretched skin and skin tears is just too much. The skin under my belly is just so thin and so sensitive and the weight of my belly out in front of me slopped out over my feet is so heavy pressing into the bed I just can’t take it. As I said, the problems just get so bad. I got what I wanted. But now I just don’t want it. And I know I won’t last a long time longer - there’s only so much more weight I can put in before my body collapses and with the massive fat gains of 30-40lbs and growing I am making each month continuing and the problems I’m having are evidence of that. Now all I want to do is warn gainers and their feeders what you guys already know. Only take the fantasy so far. All the way leads to what I have become. And there is no going back once you look like me.