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Tummy Tuesday!

Before I knew it, my growing belly had swollen into a tank. I used to experience things like “morning skinny” and sucking in my tummy until it looked flat. But now, even at rest (even empty!), it extends well past my waistline and makes a soft, low curve where fitter men get a v-line. I used to wear mediums and resisted sizing up to larges even when they were a bit snug. Now extra-large shirts fit… close to my growing body. This one shirt that I stuffed away in my closet because it was far too big and sloppy with a loose neck and baggy sleeves fits me like a glove. Maybe a little tight. 260 pounds (mostly fat, even though I started out moderately athletic) feels soooo good that I can’t stop thinking about 275, maybe even 300, maybe even more. I used to have one or two occasional feeders and now guys I didn’t even think were into gainers ask to stuff my face into sheet cakes and burgers and force poppers into my nose so I lose track and eat faster while they laugh and tease me and jerk off onto my next bite and take videos for their friends (some of whom hit me up for my next meal, or dessert). I can’t stop and why would I want to?

Oh. My. God.

Becoming big and fat, but much more work to do!

Dinner was so good!! Now time for gaming! 😎

I’m sooo fatttt.. let’s make daddy fatter !

2 month difference… I can’t wait to see what this month of nothing but fattening myself does to this shirt 🖤

He now has to adjust to being over 400lbs!

I’m sooo fatttt.. let’s make daddy fatter !

So last weekend I signed up for a eating contest with wings as the food to consume. I was up against some a tough competition but ya boy still came through and won it. I’ve never been that full but a little pain won’t kill.