One of the nicest compliments I've gotten is when someone told me I looked pregnant with twins and exclaimed, "When are you due?" It felt wonderful.

A huge goal for me was wearing my bikini at the beach, the same stars-and-stripes one in my pics. It took a lot of courage, but I did it and I felt amazing. NOTHING shows off a fat body better than a bikini.

To make it even more challenging, I made myself take two long walks up and down the beach so everyone saw me. And I went to Subway before and bought two footlong subs and when I first sat down, I demolished them both in like 10-15 minutes, hoping people would notice.

It takes awhile but, at least for me, it's an important part of fattening up. Most of my clothes are now bought specifically to look a little too small or tight.

I remember reading that Jared Leto gained 70 lbs for "Chapter 27" by microwaving pints of ice cream and mixing in olive oil.

It really does take awhile to get up the courage to start wearing smaller and tighter clothes. It was important for me that my gain be obvious to people, which meant wearing shirts that gapped at the buttons when I sat and T-shirts with my belly peeking out underneath. You really do have to get used to it, but the remarks and looks you get are so worth it.

I like Hog and Porker. Porky is good as well.

Warning Signs:

1) "Do you have Kik or WhatsApp?" (let's go there so I can beg for money where people won't criticize me)

2) "What do you do for a living?" (after I told them, they told me they didn't have a job or apparently even a profession)

3) "How much do I want to gain?" As much as you want me to. Oh, and even though I'm slim on my profile and have only been on the site for a few days, I really, really want to get morbidly obese.

4) "I love you" said after 15 minutes of sporadic chatting. Plus it was an incredible coincidence that everything I suggested was super-hot to them.

5) "So how do you plan on feeding me?" This isn't a question about encouragement, it's how do you plan to start sending me money, preferably in recurring payments, while I tell you how I ate 14,000 calories yesterday and I'm bursting out of my clothes.

I have no problem with people selling content, but none of us like being lured and tricked into sending money to one of the internet's many, many professional beggars. Before this, it was someone who talked to me about too-tight clothes....as a segue to "Hey! How about you buy me six bikinis online right now and I'll try them on for you?"

I'm slowly waddling across a mall food court, wearing an outfit that is way too small. My belly hangs out over the waistband of my ultra-short shorts. The people around me are amazed and disgusted by my wonderful obesity. I walk up to three different fast food places and pick up orders I've called in...three family-size meals. I slowly sit down and my wide, well-fed bottom overflows the seat and it makes a loud creaking sound as I rest my weight on it. I begin to stuff myself with food, waving at the people who stare at me with disgust and even jiggling my boobs or tweaking my nipples through my shirt to let them know I appreciate their attention.

I like feeling buttery soft and porky all over, with rolls under my arms and on my back and arms and thighs that ripple.

I like how my clothes fit. How my shirts stretch across my back and hug the rolls on my sides. How the buttons gap a bit when I sit down and how I feel so...well-packed with chub. I dream of people observing and thinking/saying, "He's been porking up nicely...look how his clothes are fitting now."