Wes

Hefty pig

will I make the cut?

Practicing my fat fuck angles for tummy Tuesday

I used to work out twice a day, each day I’d go for a run, I didn’t mind walking around town for errands. When it came to meals I monitored my protein and carbs so that my bulks were only to fuel my muscle growth. I never quite felt happy with myself. I never felt like I needed to take a shirtless pic because I didn’t feel confident in my body. Something just didn’t feel right. Fast forward to now? Now I’m slamming thousands of calories a day, sometimes in just hours, and I can barely walk to the back of the store without feeling like my calves are on fire and my back aching from carrying this heavy gut. Yet, this is where I feel my most confident, in my hog era. Each pound, each stretch mark, each roll is so sexy to me. I feel like I need to show the world my body. I welcome the struggles of a growing body because it feels right. This is what I am meant to be, a hog. So here I am, endlessly glutting myself because I can’t help but feel so right making myself a fatter, weaker, sexy hog.

Those people deserve respect too, and it feels they're so often left out of discussions for not being one of the 'good ones' (P.S: fat people don't owe you shit)

Another pic cause I can't help myself, peep the start of a thigh roll 👀

What do you guys think? Think I’m an out of control pig yet? What’s next?

Standing belly play