AskDrFeeder:
One of the best parts of being a feedee is never having to diet.

It seems to me if that's your motivation, your goal should be to get fat enough to qualify for bariatric surgery but not _too_ fat for bariatric surgery. Not that you should necessarily have bariatric surgery, just that it's nice to have the option and it's nice to know if you reach that target you'll never have to diet.

Fat enough for bariatric surgery would be 40 bmi. Too fat is 450 pounds. Someone 5'7" tall, for example, should have a goal weight between 256 and 450 pounds.

Is this a crazy idea? I don't know, somehow I like it.

Munchies:
I see where you are coming from. But I do want to add some nuance to this. This is not a critique of you - just something I've noticed during my time in the community.

The real "anti-dieters" (if you can call them that) are that ones that eat for their enjoyment. I've seen many a gainer/feedee approach weight gain in a way that makes crash dieting seem more pleasant.

I call them the min-maxers. It's a video game term where you try to get the max amount of results for the minimum amount of effort. But when you translate that into weight gain, you end up with sick, miserable people.

They will eat some of the least appetizing combinations while constantly pushing themselves to the very limit just to get fatter. And when they do gain weight, they are too preoccupied with gaining more to even enjoy their progress.

I'd suggest that these people are definitely dieting. It's just that the numbers on the scale go up instead of down.

BigBallBellyGirl:
I've been maintaining around 570 throughout the warm weather months, so my brain actually forgot I'm still 80 pounds heavier than I was last fall. So imagine my surprise when I pulled out my winter clothes, which range from ill-fitting, to painfully tight, to unable to cover my gut, to not fitting at all. I'm also too fat to zip the winter coat I bought last year. That makes sense, considering I blew up during the holiday season and then continued to pack on some pounds in early spring.

Super-sized folks (and significant others), any brands/makers you can recommend for warm coats in the 9XL and 10XL range?

Morbidly A Beast:
You might have better luck finding something nice in the big and tall for men I’m not sure what 10 xl women translates to for men but it might be somewhere to start

Munchies:
Plus ... superior pockets.

My partner recently sacrificed one of his hoodies to me (he ain't getting it back) and I am obsessed with the giant pocket.

BigBallBellyGirl:
I've been maintaining around 570 throughout the warm weather months, so my brain actually forgot I'm still 80 pounds heavier than I was last fall. So imagine my surprise when I pulled out my winter clothes, which range from ill-fitting, to painfully tight, to unable to cover my gut, to not fitting at all. I'm also too fat to zip the winter coat I bought last year. That makes sense, considering I blew up during the holiday season and then continued to pack on some pounds in early spring.

Super-sized folks (and significant others), any brands/makers you can recommend for warm coats in the 9XL and 10XL range?

Morbidly A Beast:
You might have better luck finding something nice in the big and tall for men I’m not sure what 10 xl women translates to for men but it might be somewhere to start

Morbidly A Beast:
Facts I plan on it just gotta shake this congestion cough stuff I have goin

Ballbelly909:
I do find the thoughts of a FFA putting through those paces intriguing ….. nice fantasy …

Munchies:
I've done something similar with my partner before. However, it was for a much shorter amount of time. I'd only recommend doing something like that if you enjoy pain.

For the month we did it, his belly was almost constantly at its breaking point. There were a few days when he needed a break or to slow down. We are sadomasochistic, so we enjoyed the immense suffering he experienced.

In the moment, he never wanted to stop, but when I forced him to stop the next month, and the horny died down, he was grateful.

BigBallBellyGirl:
When I did my 90k calorie feast over two days last Thanksgiving, I was incredibly turned on, but I have a high tolerance for pain and also a good dose of masochism. I had a very intense stomach ache, my belly and sides hurt from stretching, my breathing was labored for three days, and my hands swelled up so much I couldn't type on a keyboard. Admittedly, I didn't give my body time to recover, because I kept eating and gained about 50 lb in a month. It's not for everybody, and I generally would advise against it unless someone really really really knew what they were getting into. I was barely able to move throughout the holiday season.

Munchies:
Honestly, I've always considered you to be several order of magnitude more intense than Mochi could ever be. The things you've accomplished are outright impressive.

I'm also impressed by your dedication to find your balance. That's really hard to do, but you are doing it anyway.

BigBallBellyGirl:
It is hard, because not a day goes by that I don't want to eat my way into oblivion. I also miss the thrill of gaining honestly.

However, I've made a bunch of lifestyle changes as far as what I eat and how much. To me, it's what I need to do, not just to avoid another medical emergency, but also in order to stay fat. If I had continued to eat 20,000 calories a day and get bigger and bigger, really bad things would have happened with my heart condition, and I knew that even if I survived another crisis, I would then be in a situation where it would be imperative for me to lose weight. I don't want that either. I'm around 565 to 570, and I'm very happy with my body. I'm under no illusion that I am the picture of health, but if I can keep bringing my blood pressure and cholesterol down and keep building some strength, I can avoid medically necessary weigh loss and continue to enjoy a body that I've worked hard for.

Munchies:
Yeah. You're cool. A world without you is a sad one.

Ballbelly909:
I do find the thoughts of a FFA putting through those paces intriguing ….. nice fantasy …

Munchies:
I've done something similar with my partner before. However, it was for a much shorter amount of time. I'd only recommend doing something like that if you enjoy pain.

For the month we did it, his belly was almost constantly at its breaking point. There were a few days when he needed a break or to slow down. We are sadomasochistic, so we enjoyed the immense suffering he experienced.

In the moment, he never wanted to stop, but when I forced him to stop the next month, and the horny died down, he was grateful.

BigBallBellyGirl:
When I did my 90k calorie feast over two days last Thanksgiving, I was incredibly turned on, but I have a high tolerance for pain and also a good dose of masochism. I had a very intense stomach ache, my belly and sides hurt from stretching, my breathing was labored for three days, and my hands swelled up so much I couldn't type on a keyboard. Admittedly, I didn't give my body time to recover, because I kept eating and gained about 50 lb in a month. It's not for everybody, and I generally would advise against it unless someone really really really knew what they were getting into. I was barely able to move throughout the holiday season.

Munchies:
Honestly, I've always considered you to be several order of magnitude more intense than Mochi could ever be. The things you've accomplished are outright impressive.

I'm also impressed by your dedication to find your balance. That's really hard to do, but you are doing it anyway.

Ballbelly909:
I do find the thoughts of a FFA putting through those paces intriguing ….. nice fantasy …

Munchies:
I've done something similar with my partner before. However, it was for a much shorter amount of time. I'd only recommend doing something like that if you enjoy pain.

For the month we did it, his belly was almost constantly at its breaking point. There were a few days when he needed a break or to slow down. We are sadomasochistic, so we enjoyed the immense suffering he experienced.

In the moment, he never wanted to stop, but when I forced him to stop the next month, and the horny died down, he was grateful.