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Oh dear... is that all me? 😳🥵🫣😭🫦😫🥵

If I'm sitting, it swallows up the little guy completely, can't stop it from wobbling about whenever I move, and my gf can't keep her hands off it. Really does take up space down there.

It was entirely new to me. I think the odd thought at a younger age crept in now and then, but as an adult, i only really thought about watching someone fatten up.

I only thought about watching all that fat make their movements change as they carried that extra weight around, i wanted to observe how always eating affected their behaviour. See if their life goals had been impacted by the weight i added onto them and watch their day to day rituals shift to accommodate their growing body. Undoing all they had achieved for themselves while i turned them into a completely different person.

It's the main reason I started this blog, to see if I would undergo the same change, see what it's like on the other side of that self-destruction. Would i just be the same me but fatter, or was I turning into someone new?

At first, it was just a little bit of fat, hardly noticeable. Eventually, that little thickening would turn into quite chubby. Further on, the acceptable level of plumpness would become an unapologetic sight of fatness that I could no longer brush off as a little extra poundage.

2-3 years i went from the normal plain guy nobody notcied to a rounded out soft boy who should really start going back to the gym. Then, another 2 years went by, and little plumpy here ate himself into a waddling dependant piggy who can't even remember what gym looks like.

POV, you've fed me, and now you're playing with all the new fat you've put on me 😀

We said i was surrogately carrying her fat as a fun dynamic while I gained her weight that she was losing, essentially transferring it onto me. But I thought I'd look more manly fat, not more feminine.

Not just my body getting soft, my minds going soft too. I'm alot more doclie and submissive than before I gained weight. Alot of my posts are me after a stuffing, big barrel belly that's firm to the touch. But the next morning it's all digested and melted into my hips, thighs, moobs and I'm super jiggly, nothing manly about my gains at all.

Like I said, we joked about carrying her weight on me, but I don't think it's actually joke. Look at me go from a masculine looking full belly to a soft plushy jiggler in the morning.

I'm basically becoming more of a waterbed with each passing day.

breakfast in bed? 🐷

FAT *ER* FRIDAY