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I'm Addicted to Gaining Weight
I love being fat and getting fatter. I have always felt too skinny, even now at close to 350 pounds. I just can't get enough fat. I want to be softer, heavier, more massive. I love the way it all feels. I love my clothes getting tighter and getting winded from even the slightest exertion. I'm left completely out of breath from just putting on my shoes and all I can think of is how I can't wait until I won't be able to even reach my feet. I love how hard it is to lift my big heavy body off the couch and how I know one day I won't be able to. I love feeling my thick rolls of flabby flesh lay on each other and the way they jiggle with the slightest movement. I love that ALL of me jiggles now, especially my gelatinous **. I have SO much cellulite. I love feeling my now huge double chin overlapping my neck and I look forward to it eventually coming to rest in my cleavage. I love that I have cleavage. My moobs are getting so big. I can't wait until they fill my wife's D cups. She tells me they look like a C to her now. She feeds me. She likes me fat and wants me fatter. We want me fatter. I love turning her on by letting my huge belly hang out from under my shirt, my growing apron of fat hanging over my waistband, slowly drooping lower and lower. It already touches my thunderous thighs. I want it to my knees. I'm not sure if she does, but it will get there. I don't think she's quite prepared for just how enormous I need to be, how enormous I'm going to be. She jokes about me stopping before I get too fat to ** her, but its already getting harder. There's just so much of me in the way now. I know its only a matter of time because I'm never stopping. I CAN'T stop. I'm an addict and fat is my drug. I'm too far gone. I'm a morbidly obese ** blimp and I'm going to keep blowing myself up fatter and fatter until I pop.
How's the gaining coming? Im still at 250.
I’m nearing 300 pounds and loving all the judgmental looks I get.
Same here. I'm on my way to being a 300 lb fat slob. My friends are commenting on my ball gut and fat face and ask if I still work out. I ask them, "Do I LOOK like I still work out?!" and pat my fat gut.
I hit the 300 mark! Massive belly.