Torrid continues to be my wife’s best friend when it comes to plus-sized clothes. Her bra size (46 DDD) isn’t easy to find anywhere else :-) Tops sized at least a 4 to 5X and stretchy pants are a must, and they have enough sales to conserve other funds to cook up tasty meals with :-)
1 month
With my wife, it was a matter of finding someone who would allow her to enjoy being fat and love what her body naturally wants to be. And for me it was finding someone who accepted my genuine love for the larger female figure.
I myself got up to 210 but I’ve had to change my diet due to some hereditary heart issues. Even as we adjust our diets, we’re still staying pretty much the same basic shape anyway 😊
1 month
Squishybby:
I feel like I’ve been waiting around to find a man who will want to fatten me up and I haven’t lived for myself and done what I truly want which is to gain a lot of weight. I’m a fairly fit person but I took a month off the gym and I’ve been eating a lot and gaining a bit and today I cancelled my gym membership and spent all day eating and I’m not ending the day eating a burger and a milk shake. I’m ready to start living for me and making myself happy.
Sounds like a plan :-)
1 month
Fatjanet:
*Trigger Warning: Mention of EDs*
I endured a relatively severe & untreated binge-restrict ED for the entirety of my middle + high school + college years. My lowest weight was ~115 back in 2014/2015, but I could never seem to get lower than that—even for a couple of years when my binge-restrict eating habits leaned more towards a main use of restriction, almost to the point of anorexia. I had severe body dysmorphia and hated my body for years and years. I have a pooch, as it's genetic, and it will never go away no matter how much I lose. I still had it at 115. Once I realized that, I continued to deny the natural state that my body is most comfortable, which is typically around 140.
Now, 10 years later, I moved to a new place and am finally able to start over, recover, and implement coping mechanisms I learned in years of therapy (for other things, not ED) back home. My new chapter has allowed me to truly find a sense of self-acceptance regarding my body's natural state at 130-140. With this self-acceptance, I have finally admitted my feederism kink to myself as valid and not something to be necessarily ashamed of having.
I have decided to gain some weight while I am still young. I do not plan to go above 180; but I have known my desire for this for as long as I can remember. I deserve to indulge my desire just a little bit. For the past month, I have been actively stuffing myself frequently, much of the time not acknowledging I was doing it on purpose. I would never binge on purpose. I am doing this on purpose.
For the past week or two, I have been not only seeing results, but I have expedited my gaining through finding this site and participating in mutual/feeder-based encouragement. Tracking calories, ordering a scale, and setting (SURPASSING) calorie goals are starting to be routine tasks for me. I have gone from 2500+ calories in a day to 3000+ calories in a day, to finally an intake of 4000+ calories in a day. I am certainly showing this shift through the way I show/feel my heaviness. There is so much more now. I can't wait to see my real weight, as it was 135 last month at the doctor's office. If you saw me, you'd know this is in no way accurate anymore.
All to say; I feel so good gaining weight. Denial is never a good thing, no matter what it is regarding. Addressing one's inner turmoil is so gratifying to do, no matter how difficult it may be. I haven't felt this comfy with myself in a very very long time. I love my growing chub.
Mental health is indeed paramount! Excellent to hear of your confidence now :-)
1 month
Wifestuffer:
My Lisa is only 4"10 and always hates being short. Well, she can't grow up but she can grow OUT. Gaining so much weight and becoming super fat, she realized it made her so much confident in her body. She's no longer "the tiny one" she's "the huge one," the most massive woman in the room.
My Laura is only 5-2 (not exactly tall either) and also hated being short. But being in a relationship with me has also made her so much more confident in her own skin than with someone who might’ve wanted to lose the weight. If she was just short and petite, she wouldn’t have the self-confidence and swagger she has at 340 pounds. I love how her belly hangs and how her butt shakes, jiggles and sways when she walks around naked :-)
1 month
TubSlug:I feel that I am special and I'm gaining weight for me
Way to be! You’ll know it when someone is interested in both mind and body :-) You won’t have to work hard to get their attention!
1 month
My other half is about up to 345 now and has been content with gaining gradually. She was about 270 when we met 10 years ago. So that’s what, 75 pounds in 10 years? We help each other enjoy food and getting and staying fat together :-)
2 months
Probably the best is when someone lifts their shirt to rub their belly
My wife has your average 340-pound figure and lays on the couch in a way where she can barely the TV around her huge belly. Her shirt rider up and it pokes out pretty easily. It’s quite the soft, rubbable mountain of fat :-)
2 months
My wife and I have more of the “contrast” version of this, as her belly is several times the size of mine :-) No less arousing, though!
2 months
I’m in the genetics camp on it as well. My belly is visceral and hard, just like all the men on both sides of my family who have huge beer bellies. My wife’s fat is soft and flabby, like all the women on her dad’s side.
2 months
