Chapter 3 - damn

DAMN!
That was the first word that came to mind when I weighed myself a few days ago and saw how heavy I was.

As I was struggling to see past my ginormous belly, I was so happy to read the number 340 on my scale! I am so close to reaching my goal of 350 lbs. I seriously can't wait! I never thought I would get this far in my gains, but now look at me!

I was just saying to someone earlier how the more accustom to being obese I become, the more I begin to feel like I could most definitely be larger! I know I'm huge now, but I'm just not satisfied yet! I love being covered in fat all over my body and I don't want it to stop.

I've really been working hard on my gains recently too. It's just starting to take more and more to make me feel fat nowadays!

To be honest, I'm kinda of surprised that I haven't already hit 350 yet! So far this year I have gained 40 lbs all on my own. I'm still determined to find myself a full time feeder though.

Now that I'm almost 350, I am really starting to notice how fat I am when I try and do certain things. For example, I can no longer just bend down and tie my shoes easily. I swear I get out of breath every time I get dressed for work just from all the effort putting on my damn shoes can take now! Lol, but as annoying as it can be at times, I still love how fat I am. This is just yet another reason why I'm itching for a full time feeder who can be there to help me do these things I struggle with so often! I also am beginning to notice that I'm extremely close to not being able to fit into certain seating such as booths or chairs with arms. I'm seriously expecting any day now to walk into a movie theater, try to sit down, and if it ain't one of those fancy new theaters with those comfy recliner chairs and those arm rests that go up, I may just not fit!

I'm just such a fat, lazy pig. And I can't stop! The fatter I get the more I want to be even bigger! I used to love feederism because I loved to eat. But now I'm starting to just become obsessed with making my belly huge, and to not even care about eating as much as I did before. I mean, don't get me wrong, I still love food and I eat a shit ton more than the average person. But sometimes I just wanna feel stuffed without having to put in the effort of consuming a crazy amount in order to do so! And what can I say? If there's one thing that I love as much as being a pig, it's being lazy!