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I binge at night. When my family is asleep I come downstairs and I eat. I eat as much as I can. I stuff myself like a pig and it's why I'm fat. It's why my face is round and I have a double chin. It's why I can't fit into normal sized clothes or chairs with arms. Its why I can't run or go up a flight of steps without breaking into a sweat. I binge and it feels so good and it's destroying my body. Sometimes when I find a new stretch mark or outgrow another pair of pants I feel ashamed and I'll want to punish myself for being such a gross fat pig, so I'll eat even more until it hurts. I feel out of control and scared. I repulse myself and feel turned on all at the same time. I hate this about me but I don't want to stop. I want to see how far I will go. How out of control will I get? How fat? How unhealthy? I think I need help, but I want to know what will happen if I don't get it. I'm honestly terrified that I feel this way because I'm doing it. Every night I'm doing it to myself. I'm gorging on junk and watching it manifest itself all over my big heavy growing body. I'm actively ruining my body. Internally with massive doses of fat sugar and salt. I can feel my health slipping away, but what excites me is the visual manifestation of that. I can see the damage I'm doing. The shameful excessive gluttony is visible and obvious and getting worse every day. I barely recognize myself in the mirror. Who is this fat disgusting blob? I've changed so much. Grown so much. My features distorted by fat. My limbs thick and heavy to lift, my hips wide, my waist gone - overwhelmed with flab that forms tire-like rolls that hug me and hang down to my cellulite covered thighs. I'm grotesque. Obese. That is what I did. That is me and more and more it is all I am as i slip deeper and deeper into this morbid endeavor. There is so much of me now and I am almost gone.
Does she ever regret any of it? She seems to love the weight, but what about the mobility. That is what worries me a bit still. Getting around is going to be impossible eventually and probably pretty soon. I feel like I'm outgrowing the outside world and it turns me on like crazy. Does she get off on her limitations like I do?
She has never said she regrets it, although she does miss going out for lunch or dinner as she is simply too fat. She does love the weight she is carrying as she knows what it does to me & says it turns her on that she has gotten that fat & that she can have me anytime she wants. She is still mobile, this would be due to the fact she has exercised concentrating on leg strength. So she can can around the house, but in saying that it's very slowly. She can only take a few steps & she's huffing & puffing, rests & then a few more steps. I have to admit it turns me on, her massive belly sways with each step, fat jiggling & wobbling. She does get off on her limitations, I mean she can be puffing after a few steps or as she's taking those few steps & smile at me "oh, I'm so big & fat" or after eating run her hands over her huge belly "getting so fat". She loves the fact that I do everything for her & she is just eats & is putting on more weight. She has even said there is the only woman for me, no other woman can satisfy me like she does & she will gain more.
I always wanted her to get fatter, but now it's her, she is in control of me totally & she uses all that weight to turn me on, to keep her well fed, to enable her to gain more weight, get fatter & fatter. She says she is so turned on by the size difference, especially when making love & she looks in the mirrored robe doors & there's her 150lb hubby making love with his what must be 740lb wife.
I wish you a lot of luck with your 700lb wife. I wasn't so lucky with my wife. She passed away at over 800lbs. She was the love of my life and we had been together for 25 years and had 3 beautiful children together. We met in High School and dated all 4 years. We married soon afterwards while we were both in college. She was the fattest woman I had ever seen and I absolutely and unconditionally loved her for it...She was obese since childhood and came from a family of heavy people whose lives revolved around food. They were people that simply lived to eat and my gorgeous wife paid the ultimate price for it. She weighed 886 pounds when she had her first heart attack while I was at work. The part time care giver I had hired to take care of her didn't recognize the early symptoms (excessive sweating, jaw pain, shortness of breath) and when it became apparent what was actually happening it was too late.. She collapsed in the living room and EMS was called but due to my wife's huge size, they could do almost nothing for her. It took 10 people to move her into an ambulance. She stopped breathing in the ER twice but they were able to bring her back both times but unfortunately they could not fully stabilize her and she had a second heart attack 8 hours later which ended her short life. She
was only 39 years old. I guess what I am saying is please for your lovely wife's sake, be very careful what you wish for. It's all fine and well to indulge her eating and her desire to be enormously fat but it comes at a terrible price... Keep a close eye on her health and learn the warning signs of impending health disaster. 700lbs is a dangerous weight. Even if she is feeling good the chances of a heart attack or stroke go up exponentially when someone is that fat. Please be careful as you do not want to be left alone to bury your lovely wife.
I'm sorry for the loss of the lady you loved unconditionally it would be devastating. It is certainly a risk for guys like us that are attracted to women 600lbs & over. I definitely have a problem with the feeders out there that fatten without consent, once they are either too fat or die, find another. The difference with our wives, they were either fat to start with, loved to eat which as they felt secure with us, indulged in that pleasure & the weight gain that came with it. I do have some concerns with my love of my lives increasing weight & do keep an eye on her health. She had a check up at my insistence only a few weeks ago, copped a serve from the doc about how much weight she's gained of course. But other than her blood pressure above normal everything else was good, surprisingly, could be the fact that she has little sugar intake, avoids overly fatty foods & exercises in our pool. But I'm guessing that like you, your wives increasing weight drove you wild & you couldn't stop enabling her desire to eat & you loved watching her eating herself bigger & bigger? Did you want her to be 886lbs? If she hadn't passed, would you have let her gain even more? As I said, I worry at times, but that fades when I see her waddling a few steps, her huge belly swaying, ** rolling, fat wobbling & she stops to catch her breath, because she's carrying so much weight. She uses all that weight to drive me wild as well. Tells me I need her bigger.