One thing to observe and discuss is how much his increased sex drive comes with you being bigger, and how much is strictly tied to weight gain. Obviously you can't keep gaining forever! Hopefully a rounder, softer, you along with memories of your gain, are still a substantial turn-on for him?

Thanks for sharing that -- sounds like a wonderful experience on multiple levels! And exciting how it opened some aspects of your personalities/kinks within a very safe and loving setting

You shouldn't ever feel guilty for what you want, just for what you do. That said, you have been encouraging him without letting him know that you will be doing that, so maybe feeling a bit of guilt would be reasonable (but not a lot, you've not enabled him any more than a lot of other people would).

Without telling him the heart of your kink, you can start sort of nibbling around the edges of it. Let him know that you think he looks better than he did in highschool. Tell him that you like having some softness to grab. Tell him that you love seeing him enjoy his food. Tell him that you love providing food for him in general. Tell him that you love feeling his weight on top of you.

Don't do it all at once. Think of other things you could tell him. Overall make it clear enough that you are not wanting him to lose weight.

Then as Jamie said, try to relax and not over think it. Give things some time, see how it goes.

Thank you for sharing so openly! I'm curious about the emotional/social experience of being in that situation

Did the immobility cause you more depression? (or is that a bit of a chicken and egg situation?) Or were you able to handle it fairly well on that front?

Were you able to stay in enough touch with friends to have that social outlet, or was not being able to get out to see people in person too big of a divide?

As you got your mobility and independence back, was that just 'going back to normal' or was it more strange after a couple of years of immobility?

Thank you again, and wishing you much health and happiness!

For eating from all fours, I think you can go one of three different ways:
- things you can kind of slurp up (like pudding)
- things cut small enough to pick up with your lips or teeth, chew, and swallow (but the position makes swallowing firmer foods a bit harder)
- things that you know will be a mess, and that is part of the piggy fun (coconut cream pie, chocolate cake, spaghetti)

Another thing you can do is being semi-public, like if/when things are open in your area, going to a smaller mall food-court and buying him something from each stall, bringing him thing after thing while he sits there and eats it all (it is public in that everyone can see, but only semi in that you aren't loading on all the food at once so most people won't notice)

Another approach would be to feed him strictly by a timer one day. Every 90 minutes he gets the equivalent of a large snack/small meal. (you have to plan your activities around this, so that food is always ready for him when the timer goes off) At first he may even be going a big hungry, but it will accumulate as the day wears on and he has to keep eating. The fun comes from knowing that more food is coming, wondering what it will be, if he'll have enough room, beginning to realize how full he's going to be before the day is done.

Thank you for sharing that story, it was wonderful

Also kudos for taking your time to really learn before hand and while doing things. Your user name is very apt!

I've never done an erotic feeding, but the one thing that comes to mind is that as you said it could become routine if done too often -- but anticipation can be ever fresh Start by discussing how much you enjoyed the last session. Then in a bit start discussing how you want to do it again. Then start choosing a date or occasion. Then start working out the details. That way you get the most out of each actual feeding, I think.

Have fun!

Definitely I worry about about exceeding my wife's patience with my weight. She isn't into thin guys, but not so much flabby either. It wouldn't be shaming, but I don't want to push her to the point that she feels she has to say something.

Besides that, opinion from my Mother, who can be pretty judgemental (she wouldn't be as likely to say anything to me, but would comment to my siblings, etc). And unspoken bias at work that could limit advancement or getting a different position.

I'm not really sure what caused it. It has really always been part of me to some degree, since pre-school. (I know I've told these things in other threads in the past, excuse me if you've read them before).

I'm old enough that I had an LP of nursery rhymes that I played a lot as a pre-schooler. One was good old
Jack Spratt would eat no fat,
His wife would eat no lean,
and so betwixt the two
They licked the platter clean.

At the time I didn't like fat on my meat so I was happy to have someone who shared my tastes, but also I fascinated with this concept of two people eating an entire platter of food, to the point of licking it clean (being little I took it all literally). But on the illustrations on the slip cover, it showed a very thin Jack Spratt with his very fat wife, and I remember thinking that didn't seem right with how much more lean there was than fat and that it wasn't fair that Jack wouldn't also get fat. Not quite weight gain, but really all the surrounding aspects, eating huge amounts, equating being fat with something desirable.

Flash past some other episodes as a kid, and come puberty my first erotic fantasy was of having a weight gain club with the chubbiest boy in my school and the two chubbiest girls in my class, and at the end of high school the fattest boy would get to date the fattest girl. (my entire knowledge of romance at that point came from Archie comics). I would start out as the least chubby, but be putting on huge amounts of weight by the last couple of years to end up being the fattest of the entire club. I worked that fantasy for months before moving on to other things (also when I began to figure out arithmetic and geometrical acceleration, as I worked out different formula to make things work out how I wanted).

So, the basics were there as a kid, by the time puberty hit that was what turned me on.

I do like how people are using social media to normalize the covid weight gain. For a lot of people, it is OK as long as it is 'normal' and enough of their peer group did the same, so then they get to relax and enjoy their softer body without guild

The scale that we had when I was a kid went up to 330 I think (might have been 300? Certainly started with a 3). That was just a simple mechanical one with the adjuster wheel, in a thin other than me family, in the 70s/80s.

Aside from the population getting fatter, better mass production of mechanical components, and then the move to electronics scales, probably made it cheaper to make scales that weigh heavier weights.