Hey, don't sweat it. Before, I became chubby, I had a terrible degree of anxiety on account of the fact that I'm very short for a guy. Once, I gained weight, I had violated two. rules of what not to be...... I was short and fat for a guy. When I began to focus on things that I wanted, people would feed off of my positive energy. I was like a luminary. Focus on what makes you happy and life will work it's self out.

I never thought that I would have the opportunity to have this experience however, my new reality has become apparent. I was always somewhat of a normal weight. In my mid thirties, people began to make comments: You look like you've been eating well! You look good being a little heavier.......I like it.. Before I knew it, I could no longer fit into my slacks and had to go a size up..... In no time I was simply chubby....plump whatever you want to call it. I was embarrassed but It was as it was. So for me it was a surprise.

When a woman walks by me with a facial expression that indicates that she thinks that she is in better shape.

I have too many to tell in one response. One of mine is having a very tall woman call the shots using restraints with a strong inclination for feeding.

My friend, this is one that I think that most male feedees have. We all dream of this one.

Yes, I like this fantasy.

When I was four years old, I began stuffing my clothes with wads of paper in order to pretend like I was fat. I would tell my friends that I was sorry but that I was just to fat to play very much. They seemed a bit bemused. I was skinny with a chunky stomach until my thirties. Then I began to round out. I would dream of people looking at me in awe, as they were surprised by how round I was.

At a size that is large without affecting my health.

Slave

I have a fantasy of gaining 250 pounds but I would not try to get to this level as I would not want to have the associated health risks.