I cant stop eating

Im a feedee too. My husband fattened me up like his prized cow. When I get up in the morning, I eat non stop for hours I like to go out and show off my fat so I step sideways through the door. Out onto the street. I am so stuffed full that nothing jiggles. I am much like a blimp. My ** are the size of basketballs and my stuffed tight belly sticks out before me. I waddle. Shuffle. Hiccupping. So full. I always had this fantasy and I am living it out. If he is happy and you are happy keep eating girl.. nothing is better than being a man's stuffed piggy

You call yourself a cow lmao. at least i didn't have to do it. let me just call you an ugly whale instead. cow is too pretty a name for you lol.

Hey, that sounds like fun to be honest. I am a pretty LARGE girl myself.. I would love to have a man who didnt care if I got fatter.. since I am doing a pretty good job myself of packing on the pounds. **, he could help and get me as fat as he wants! Plus I would get to eat whatever I want and still get laid.. lol

I, for one, would quite enjoy making you as fat as I want.

I am 40 and my husband is a feeder (Look it up) and I can tell you that while I had always been heavy, he really packed on the pounds on me.

Some are right, its a big turn on for him and he pretty much does anything I want for me, so I enjoy it.

I will admit that its kind of a turn on for me to waddle around with all this blubber on me while he gets ALL Sorts of excited!

Hey, I say give the girl a break. My husband likes me fat, and gave me so much ** about trying to lose weight. I am pretty large now but let me tell you, our relationship is uhh.. so much BETTER since I have grown fat.

To the man above me, it sounds like your wife likes you fat.. I say go for it!

I am a man with the same problem. I grew so fat I cant reach my ** anymore. My wife is not helping by shoveling food in my any chance she gets.

Your husband reminds me so much of my husband it isn’t even funny. I am married to a man that wants nothing more but to feed me until I can not move, even if it meant he had to do every last thing for me. The really cool part of it is he succeeded. I have been married to him for almost twelve years and I have always been a fat woman with a love for food. But in that 12 years, I have gone from being a 375 lb, active, SSBBW to a wheezing, barely mobile, 680+lb, eating machine and believe me when I say, it seemed to have happened almost without realizing it.

Many people including my parents have asked me how I could have let myself go so badly and my answer has always been the same. For a fat woman like me who has always had issues with food and was always told not to eat and lose weight, feederism can very rapidly become an escape. It becomes an escape from the pressure to conform to societies ideas of beauty. It’s fun and in a sense, liberating and practiced in conjunction with incredible hot steamy **, it becomes an irresistible drug.

Your partner tells you your fat is beautiful and that eating is **. That it’s right for you to indulge in your oral pleasures and that it will make you a happier, more, well adjusted person. After a few years of this you begin to believe it and let me tell you, its fun but scary at times.

Thank you for writing this; it's offered me some insight.

I am close to being in the position of your husband. My fiance is not a feedee, but she was already overweight when we first met and has been slowly growing over these past three years. All the women of her family are maybe 10-20 pounds overweight, but she's at about 250 lbs at 5'6" age 26 when she was all the way down to 140 when she finished high school eight years ago.

After we first moved in together I found myself inadvertently cooking the most fattening dishes I knew. And I pampered the ** out of her so she didn't have to get up and burn calories. But I had an attack of conscience and confessed that I really liked the extra weight she was carrying and couldn't get the thought of more out of my head.

Her confession was a bit more jawdropping. She is a heavy ** sub, and the stuff she likes makes my sordid little thoughts pale in comparison. One of her favorite things that I do for playtime is to simulate a kidnapping, conduct some basic hypnosis, tie her down, and force feed her. These games probably happen twice a month at most, but the calories aren't a joke, and she is growing. When we play, she trusts me implicitly, and would do anything I told her. That's a huge responsibility. And I keep asking myself whether feeding a fat fetish is worth possible health problems later in life. I love her so much that I expect to die when she does; she's got my heart, after all. And your comment gave me the perspective I needed to make a decision. Again, thank you.

Yes it is, I'm 620lbs & just can't stop eating & gaining, which is scary at times, but the bigger I get the more it turns me on.

Oh god, that's me as well. I've always been big & love food, love to eat. After 10 years of marriage my hubby confessed that he'd love to see me get bigger, that seeing me eat turned him on. God! what a revelation. I went with it and over the next 10 years I went from a relatively active 320lb 5'6" ** to a sedentary, spoiled & pampered 642lbs. I totally need his help to get from the bedroom to other parts of the house, I am so big, so heavy. I get out of breath, after only about 10 steps. I don't know how much bigger I can get, but I have totally indulged in these taboo pleasures & can't stop, it has become an irresistible drug to me.

Just go with it, see how big you can get.

Well my husband kept on feeding me as well, and now i am well over 500 lbs. Dont get me wrong, I like being a SSBBW, but in his quest to fatten me he turned me into a lumbering female elefant who just cant stop eating so I do know where you are coming from. As long as you and he are happy, dont worry about the fat. You reach a set point where it would be next to impossible to gain much more

It’s been a while since I checked in here and I can report that I still haven’t reached a set point yet. I went to the doctors the other week and I’m over 700lbs. I feel like complete ** but I cannot stop eating and my husband will not stop buying fattening food and feeding me. It’s almost like he has a death wish for me. He told me the other day that he has no intention of stopping until I reach at least 1000lbs. I getting scared that I will die very soon. I can no longer stand up without help and I now use a bariatric cane when I need to waddle from one room to another. Going out is an ordeal that we must prepare for hours in advance. Just getting me into or out of a vehicle is a tiring and exhausting task, but I still can’t stop eating. The more I eat the more my husband cannot keep his hands off of me. During ** I can barely breathe but my wheezing and huffing and puffing only excites my husband even more. Now he wants to take me on vacation out of the country. I am scared to death of the very idea of getting onto a plane. I’m afraid that even with purchasing two seats I will not fit in the seat nor be able to negotiate the aisle way. Furthermore the place my husband wants to take me is his home country of Bahrain. I’m afraid if he takes me there I will not return alive because he will cloister me off with is family and feed me to death.

Please don’t get me wrong I’m not trying to be a downer here. I fully accept responsibility for my situation and for the most part I enjoyed myself…a lot. I asked for this and I actively went out and found a guy that was willing to provide it for me. I guess what I’m trying to say is just be careful with your eating. Right now you may feel great and your husband or boyfriend may be treating you like a princess but it can easily get out of control. That wonderful chubby loving prince you married can turn into a food stuffing obsessed beast almost overnight and you will be helpless to stop him.

You will die of your fat die very soon. keep eating until you explode. people will laugh at the exploding whale. explode whale explode they will say and they will laugh at your painful death. You should not be allowed on an airplane. the plane will crash into a building and people will die from all your fat covers them. you should be burned down for the oil in your body like a dead whale. eat fat whale eat until you die. your crazy arab husband is a sick man he is a pervert and should be locked up in an prison camp. he is killing you with your own fat and you are leting him do it. you are a sick person and do not seserve the life god granted you. you are glutten and will die in the pit of ** with all the rest of the american gluttens

You are a cruel, vile person to say such things.

What is wrong with you? You are a mean nasty little person. Is my obesity and my life situation really that offensive to you that you wish me dead? I think you need professional mental help. Being mean to fat people just because they are fat is prejudice behavior and prejudice behavior is derived from an irrational thought process. I’ve read thru a lot of your other comments, your writing and use of the English language is poor and unmistakable. I’m not holding your lack of English skills against you but what I am concerned with is your despicable verbal attacks on people you don’t even know. You might think it’s funny or clever but it’s not, it’s hurtful and upsetting to those you attack and those individuals who love and support us. So just shut up and go pester mommy and daddy because you are obviously in need of some attention.

Do you have a twin sister ;)

LOL no I don't but I have a younger sister who is a little chubby. She's not into feederism and in fact she has been trying to help me lose some weight by bringing me healthier low calorie meals when my husband is at work. Unfortunately all the good she is trying to do for me is being wiped out by my husband when he gets home. He's been force feeding me chocolate and vanilla shakes thru a funnel for the past two week and I'm gaining weight like no tomorrow. He also just came home the other day with a 10 pound sold chocolate easter bunny and will probably expect me to eat it all in short order. I can only imagine what I will weigh when he loads me onto the scale at the end of this month :(

Go right ahead and keep on eating, there pork chops. You've obviously already let yourself become a unbelievable freaking hambeast so why not just complete the cycle of gluttony and eat yourself to death. Better check hubby's personal effects for the nice big fat insurance policy he has out on you. You should probably know how big of a check he is going to get once you finally roll over and die like a harpooned whale. LMAO

People like you are just disgusting. How could you allow yourself to become as revoltingly obese as you have obviously become? I would never in a million years condescend to be in a relationship with a weak willed monstrously obese slob like you. In fact no self-respecting person would. Anyone that would even remotely contemplate being in a relationship with an oversized potbellied pig like you is either desperate or completely insane.LOL.

You must be gorgeous at 700lbs your husband is a lucky man wish I could be with you

^ Funny :D I used to get those 1 foot tall 4 layer cake that the Cheese Cake Cafe sells. Took a week to eat.

If your husband thinks you really do look ** with all the extra weight, go with it.

Now, lift up that flap of blubber, fish out that taco you thought the dog ate and get busy packing on those pounds.

Actually a big fat ** CAN be attractive depnding on who is looking at it.

It is like smoking -- an addiction. My sister was the same way. She finds help with 12-step program, Overeaters Anonymous. Best of luck to you.

It's like smoking...we know it isn't good for us yet we don't and can't stop. While I am all for being happy/content with who you are it isn't that good for yourself and others. My suggestion is to try anfd replace some foods with plain old water. Drink that instead of eating. It will fill you up and maybe help you stop gaining and maybe lose some. Good luck