One of the more disappointing things about intentionally putting on weight is that you can't share it with people outside the community without freaking them out. The best you can get is pity or sympathy, which is a bad trade. I'm building a body I want to live in and you feel embarrassed for me? Fucked up!
Yesterday I had to size up my work shirts and when the lady made me try the new one on for her, she said, "You definitely needed a large," and I laughed. I write about humiliation as a part of the kink fairly often but the bigger I get, the more confident I feel; I wasn't embarrassed or ashamed, I was happy to be bigger and thought it was funny. But if I talk about how excited I am to go up a size, I'm weird.













