🧠Mindset Matters!

👀You won't find studies to say 'feeling like you're not fat enough' will increase weight gain- but studies DO show mental perspective affecting the body in countless ways- so let's shape your perspective to pack on weight!

📈⚠️DISCLAIMER: These tips are largely extrapolating the ways your subconscious effect you, so know this isn't directly backed up! However, due to the lack of scientific interest in intentional obesity... Extrapolating from related studies is the best we'll get

🍝EXCEPT THIS ONE: Use larger plates! Weight loss studies show you'll get full less quickly if you eat from larger plates and bowls, since your brain sees the portion sizes as more 'normal.' eat out of a cooking pot or mixing bowl if you can!

👘Wear oversized clothes! You'll more easily feel like your body isn't big enough if you're not stuffed tight into your clothing all the time, shifting your subconscious to see your body as having room to grow

☺️Stay comfy! The less your body struggles, the more you'll feel comfortable growing. Ironically there are two ways to go about this:

〰️🦵The healthier option being to spend a little time doing squats and other light calisthenic strength training to make moving your heavier body feel easier, so there's less strain telling your body and mind you've gotten too heavy

〰️🦥The reckless gaining option is to move as little as possible, so that your body more rarely feels the increased strain of moving your heavier self. This has the extra benefit of burning fewer calories, at the expense of health

〰️🛋️If you want that second option, set up your space so that as many if your needs are in as small a space as possible, and potentially use a wheeled chair to move around. These tips have been gone into in further detail before on this blog if you want more advice !

👥Shift your perspective- try to look at very, VERY, large bodies as often as possible. This might seem silly, but what you see deeply affects your subconscious perspective of your own body. If you're spending several hours a day staring at people fatter than you, your subconscious will see gaining weight as far more reasonable than if you're fatter than everyone you ever see. Browse Feedist Tumblr, set the background on your PC to someone very fat (or better yet, a slideshow of them), use mods to fatten video game characters- whatever you can get away with without embarrassing yourself, add fat bodies to it

🧘‍♀️Use affirmations! Yes, affirmations seem silly and new agey- but studies show they can have real effects. Here are some affirmation options:

〰️🍕Try telling yourself you're so hungry while eating, or that you need to eat more, no matter how full you get. Or even get more direct, and tell yourself you CAN eat more

〰️🤰While digesting tell yourself you're getting fatter, or need to get fatter. Tell yourself you're getting hungry again, and you'll be eating more soon.

〰️🪞If dysphoria isn't a concern for your mental state, try grabbing your belly in the mirror and telling yourself it's too small, and/or that you need to be fatter or should be fatter. If it feels easier or more effective, try to positive "I will get fatter"

〰️🗣️Whatever feels right- saying these things in your head when I'm public helps, but when you can get away with it, saying affirmations out loud (and with a certain tone) is usually far more effective. Even if the less positive options feel easier to commit to mentally, try and end with positive (I will or I can statements) for the greatest effect! Speaking of effective...

〰️📢If you're submissive, chances are your subconscious might be vulnerable to suggestion. If you have a partner, consider asking them to help with your affirmations, phrasing them as commands if you feel it will help more! (as always, safe words can be a good idea, even if it's unlikely to be needed)

💬Lastly: talk to feeders and feedees! The more you talk to people who also have a skewed perspective of normal, the less your unconscious mind will see the way you love your life and eat as abdnormal, making it easier to commit to your lifestyle!

This shirt is soooo tight.

My arms are squeezed, as well as my breasts, and of course my big tummy...

I'm so full of fat and cellulite 🐷

Wanna help add even more? 😏

The obese neet will save you

Val and Jessie had been dating for a few months now. And tonight was date night!! Val hopped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, drying off her short, dark blonde hair and working down her body. She looked at herself in the mirror, specifically at her stomach. Now, Jess has been honest about her feedism kink from the beginning. And Val was open to anything that Jessie's liked. But what she didn't expect was how quickly all of Jessie's home cooked meals, ice cream dates, bakery trips, and endless snacks would impact her waistline. Not that she minded. Val gently pinched her soft, squishy stomach. She had never been thin, but thanks to Jessie, she wasn't heading in that direction anytime soon. She hung her towel and walked over to the dresser. She grabbed her favorite pair of Levi jeans and pulled them up, noticing how the jeans hugged her thighs and ass. She took a deep breath and sucked in her belly in order to get the jeans to button. Jessie is going to love this. Val thought. She picked out a tight, black tank top that clung to her belly.

Meanwhile, Jessie was fresh rolls out of the oven. She had been cooking all day. Eek! She couldn't hardly wait. Excitement and anticipation twirled in her stomach. Jessie still couldn't believe how she managed to catch such a hot, handsome butch. And a butch she could feed! She made all of Val's favorites, fresh rolls, lasagna, and salad (got to get your veggies in, of course)! She set out the food on the kitchen table. Just as she finished lighting the candles, there was a soft knock at the door. Jessie practically ran to answer it. "Hi, baby!" She squealed, wrapping her arms around Val. "Hi, babydoll. I missed you. It smells amazing in here." Val scooped up Jessie and carried her inside. Jessie gave Val a quick kiss on the lips and closed the door. She turned around to Val, standing so close that their bellies were touching. "Hey, where's my real kiss?" Val gently pushed Jessie up against the door. Jessie grinned. She wrapped a finger around Val's belt loop and pulled her closer, giving her a deep, slow kiss. Just as Val started to get lost in Jessie's soft, plump lips, Jessie pulled away. "You hungry? You look absolutely starving." She teased, giving Val's stomach a small poke. Without waiting for an answer, she took Val's hand and led her into the kitchen. "Sit." Jessie said, in a stern voice that made Val's heart race. Val listened and sat at the table, her waistband already digging into her a little. Val watched as Jessie made her a plate. "This looks amazing. Thank you so much for doing all of this. And you look amazing too, jesus." Val's eyes gazed up and down Jessie's body. She was wearing a tight, low-cut t-shirt that showed a generous amount of cleavage and a sliver of her chubby belly. Her shorts perfectly shaped her ass and her thick thighs. Jessie put Val's plate down in front of her, snapping Val out of her daydreaming about Jessie's body. "Woah, that's a big plate." Val chuckled. Jessie kissed the top of Val's head and sat down next to her, fixing her own plate. "No pressure tonight, okay? I want to make sure you enjoy this." Jessie was nervous, this was her first time really planning on stuffing Val. Prior to this, their dates ending up in full bellies was accidental/more casual. Val patted and rubbed her belly, "How could I not stuff myself silly with all of this delicious food you made?" She took a big bite of the lasagna. "Mmm, baby you really outdid yourself!" Val moaned, swallowing and taking another big bite. Jessie, who admittedly was already ready to fuck her girlfriend, took a bite from her own plate. Damn, I did do good. She thought. Val grabbed a roll, tearing it open and spreading a bit of butter. "Uhm. No. Give that to me." Jessie said, taking the roll out of Val's hand and adding a generous amount of butter. "Open." Jessie commanded, pushing the whole roll into Val's open mouth. Val's eyes widen and she wiggled in her chair. She gulped and took a sip of wine. "Fuck. You are so hot." Val leaned in for a kiss. Jessie shook her head, "Not until I'm done feeding you." She pushed Val back in her chair and buttered up another roll. Excited and slightly nervous, Val felt herself getting wetter.Jessie stood long enough to add more to Val's overflowing plate and then straddled her. She fed Val mouthfuls of cheesy, savory lasagna, fresh crisp salad and more buttered rolls than Val could count. Val chewed obediently, her head growing fuzzy from the wine and the pressure building in her stomach. Jessie rolled her hips, bumping her belly against Val's. Val moaned and bucked her hips. "I'm so full and horny. Please, please fuck me." She looked up at Jessie with big, dark, begging eyes. "Hmmm..." Jessie said, she gently ran her nails in circles on Val's tight belly. She pressed her fingers into the soft, upper area of Val's stomach. Val groaned in a mix of discomfort and lust. "Not yet." Jessie smirked.

"But my pants are so tight. Ugh." Val whined. Jessie felt her underwear become wetter. She reached down and attempted to unbutton Val's jeans. "Damn, you weren't kidding. Were these always this tight?" Jessie teased. Val's face grew hot and she felt her heart throb clit

Before she could reply, Jessie released Val's overstuffed from her jeans. "Ahh fuck that feels better." Val leaned her head back and sighed in relief. Her soft, overstuffed gut expanded and spilled into her lap. "See, now you have room for a little more. You don't want to skip dessert, do you?" Jessie kissed down Val's exposed neck and ran her hands down her side, pinching Val's love handles. Val groaned. Jessie's voice softened, "Hey, are you okay? We can stop if-"

"No, please don't stop. I really want something sweet." Val interrupted, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes desperate. Jessie held back a moan, "I'm going take such good care of you tonight." She finished her own glass of wine and went to the fridge, pulling out a huge slice of dark chocolate cake with thick icing. "Oh, fuck me." Val let out of a small burp and looked at the piece of cake. Jessie laughed and sat back down on Val's lap. "Open up." She stuffed a fork full of cake into her butch's mouth. Val moaned, the sound being muffled by the large amount of cake.

After a good twenty minutes, Val finally swallowed the last bite of cake. Her poor belly absolutely bursting. "Look at you. You did amazing, I didn't expect you to finish that. Now, let's get you to bed so I can give you your reward." Jessie said. She offered Val a glass of water and Val gulped it down. "Mmm. I need help standing up, I think." Val gasped in a horny, overstuffed, tipsy daze. "Awww, my poor baby." Jessie said, although not sounding too sympathetic. She held out her hands and Val grabbed them, heaving herself up. "Mmh.. fuck I'm so full." Val groaned, steadying herself on the table. Jessie was so turned on, she could have bent Val over the table and fucked her right there. But with Val's swollen, heavy gut weighing her down, Jessie felt it was only fair to lead Val to her bedroom. Val stumbled behind, letting Jessie guide her. Her fat, full belly and the wine throwing off her balance. "Are you ready for me to fuck you?" Jessie whispered in Val's ear, pushing her onto the bed. A jolt went through Val, snapping her out of her sleepy, stuffed daze. "God yes, please, please fuck me." She begged, laying back and pulling Jessie on top. "Oof, ugh, bad idea." Val moaned, her poor stomach being squished from Jessie's weight. Jessie sat up and giggled. Val looked up at her and smiled. "You look so beautiful on top of me."

Jessie felt her cheeks flush. Val always caught her off guard with her sweetness. Jessie leaned down and kissed Val passionately, their bellies gently rubbed together. Val bucked her hips and grabbed Jessie's ass, "I need you to fuck me, please, please." Val whined, all self restraint going out the window. "You gotta let me get up." Jessie replied, kissing Val's neck. She gently bit and sucked where she had kissed, leaving a bruise claiming Val as hers. Jessie stood up and pulled off her shorts and top. "Do you need help getting those jeans off?" She asked Val in a teasing manner. Val nodded, "There's no way I can sit up right now." She patted and rubbed her tight, fat gut. Jessie laughed and pulled Val's tight jeans and boxers off. "Aw, you poor thing. Look at how red your belly is from those jeans and underwear." Jessie pulled on the strap and straddled Val. She kissed her soft lips, tasting the sweet, chocolate cake still on her breath. She worked her way down Val's body, kissing her taut, stretched out belly. Val was a horny mess, moaning and whining, begging to be fucked. "Are you ready?" Jessie said, kissing the angry red marks left from Val's tight waistband. "I've been ready, yes. Please, please." Val squirmed, pinned under her heavy stomach. Jessie grinned and lubed up the strap. She started slowing sliding it into Val, careful not to cause and pain. "Ahh, ahh oh my god. Fuck, that feels so good." Val moaned, gripping the bed sheet. "You're already soaking wet. I almost didn't need to use any lube." Jessie leaned forward, using her hands on either side of Val to hold herself up. They locked eyes and she thrust the strap fully into Val. Val's whole body shivered and she let out the cutest, most desperate moan Jessie had ever heard. "Do you like that, baby?" Jessie said, pumping her hips back and forth. Val nodded quickly, grabbing Jessie by the hips and started to rock her faster. Jessie stopped suddenly and Val whined.

"Uh-uh. I decide how fast we go and when you come, got it?" Jessie asked, although it wasn't really a question. Val obediently let go on Jessie's hips. Val nodded again, squirming with desperation. "Use your words. Do you understand me?" The power in Jessie's voice made Val melt. Pleasure and overindulgence made it hard to think but Val replied, "Y-yes.. ah! Fuck..I-I understand." She arched her back as Jessie buried the strap deep into her. Both women became lost in each other. Their bellies smacked together as Jessie sped up, thrusting her hips. Her pussy throbbed. It was almost unbearably how sexy Val looked underneath her. She buried her face in Val's neck and bit down. "A-ahh, mmh.. fuck, fuck, fuck!" Val felt her body start to tense up. "I-I'm going to cum." She gasped, gripping the bedsheet. Jessie kissed up Val's neck and whispered in her ear, "Not yet."

"P-please...please fuck, oh my god, please!" Val begged, bucking her hips desperate to climax. Jessie gave Val a deep, slow kiss. As she pulled away she gently sucked on Val's bottom lip. Val's toes curled and she whimpered, "Please, please let me come."

"Mmm.....Okay, you can come for me, baby." Before she finished her sentence, Val's whole body tensed and her back arched. She grabbed Jessie's fat ass and rocked her hips. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she let out a loud, desperate moan as she came all over the strap. Jessie continued pumping into Val until the after shocks subsided. She pulled out and flopped next to Val. She breathlessly kissed on Val's neck and gently rubbed her belly. "You did such a good job, baby. Did you have fun?"

Getting with a girl whos smaller than me, maybe a faint bit of chub, but obsessed with her appearance. She says she likes big girls but isn't into all that feeder/feedee stuff. Except, she is, totally into it. She fantasises about eating until she can't move and packing on lb after lb, but she's always been to scared to explore this. She likes to tease me about my waistline and eating habits, always insisting she could never get like me.

Months pass and she starts to notice a little more pudge on her hips and stomach. She feels me holding it when I fuck her and it pressing against her arm when she masturbates. She tries to be horrified but can't help loving it. She's never cum like that in her life. I start to notice too. Her red cheeks or wholehearted moans when I grab her paunch when im pleasuring her. I subtly start to change her eating habits further, playing dumb to her new gain of course.

"Babe, just go for seconds if you like it. If I had your metabolism I'd be going for 3rds by now!"

"You want the last couple of doughnuts? I had a huge lunch at work today."

"You looked like you were having a rough day so I picked up your favourite snacks! Im not even going to steel any!"

"You wanna come for a few beers with me, babe?"

Sure enough, her paunch turns into a pot belly. She tries to whine about how fat she's gotten but it's hard to convince me when my own gut is still rounder. I make a point of making her cum whenever she's stuffed or eaten too much and definitely when she's bloated and tipsy from a trip to the pub. I make a point of telling her it's normal, just relationship weight. Besides, it's hot. Her ass is bigger, her tits are blowing up and I love when our bellies kiss when we fuck.