#knubbfeedee

Your choice, choose obesity

You and I start to date and eventually move together, we're having fun, eating out and going partying, as well as having nights home with pizza and a bottle of wine.

One morning, you watch me get up and get dressed for going to work, and you notice something peculiar. My once pretty flat stomach had developed into a round pot belly, you could even see it peek out a bit from under my t shirt, my jeans also looked tighter, "did he always have pants that tight?", you think to yourself.

Clearly, you've been blind to how much food not only I, but you yourself have consumed.

Sitting up in bed and looking down on your own body, you see that your once toned stomach has gotten a few gooey rolls, your small perky tits were larger and ever so slightly sagged downwards. Your thighs have gotten bigger and your thigh gap is just a memory now.

"Well, it's just a bit of relationsship weight for both of us, it will go away once we settle down"

Boy how wrong you were.

Settling down didn't mean less food, in fact, the dinner dates out at restaurants increased, as well as another thing: At home gourmet cooking.

Handmade big hamburgers fried in tallow, at home chicago deep dish pizza, stews that used copious amounts of butter and cream.

Needless to say, but both our clothes kept 'shrinking'.

The months passed by until the same but different scene appeared a morning.

You looked on me whilst I got up from bed and dressed in my clothes to get to work, what was once a round pot belly, had only increased outward and downward, now covering almost the entire belt buckle, which was on its' outest notch. It hung out from under t-shirt, and gently wobbled as I took steps out of the bedroom. My chest size had also increased, now with a solid pair of moobs.

Doing the same procedure as last time, you look down on yourself, your breasts which sagged only a tiny bit months ago, now layed drooped on each side of your large flabby gut, many cup sizes bigger than before. The gut covered your gentialia, as well as partially hided your large thunder thighs who had now developed, they started to pooch a bit above your somewhat hidden kneecaps, the same way your now pillowy upper arms have pooched ever so slightly over your elbows. Standing up and walking towards the mirror, you could feel your soft body jiggling and quivering as the momentum of your walk made all the new fat shake. Looking at yourself in the mirror, it was hard to recognize the fit and toned girl you were once before. Even your face was hard to recognize, as were once there were defined cheekbones, there were now poofy cheeks with a succulent double chin hanging from underneath it, were there once was nothing.

Your brain was in top gear, thinking about things to do to reverse this, to go back to that sporty girl, and for me to go back to a normal built.

But you kept coming up with the same answer.

"Eeh, I don't really need to do it, we both still love each other".

It was not only that, but you loved this life in fact, to eat food with your boyfriend, and just laze about all day, this was basically what you wanted to do with your life, even if you before lied to yourself that you wanted to be fit or sporty, you wanted to be a lazy pig, and have a lazy pig boyfriend.

"Meh, whatever happens happens" you told yourself and went back to bed.

This, was the final nail in the coffin for your, as well as mine, thin selves.

The food portions, which were already almost ridiculous, only got larger, as well as the food stuffs only getting greasier, with creamy and sweeter desserts.

Getting fastfood delivered, which in the beginning of the relationship was a once a month occurence, now happened thrice a day, and each order was meant for 6 people, this was on top of the greasy, sloppy food we already made for us in a day.

Buying larger clothes was now a weekly occurence, I started working from home, which did not help to burn all the tens of thousands of calories consumed between the 2 of us.

Weeks turned to months, months turned the years, some procedure every day.

Now looking upon us two, it would be a suprise for people we ever were thin.

You sat in the sofa and scanned my body as I sat in my extra wide, heavy load computer chair, working at my desk, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, as regular clothing as become too hot to wear during the days.

My gut had expanded outward, sideways and downward, not only resting on top of the computer chairs armrest, but also resting on the seat between my thighs, atleast the part that didn't hang down from the front of the seat a few inches. My thighs had gotten treetrunk like and had developed rolls on the inner, but that was always obscured by the large belly that I carried. My moobs, which were once just large, was now permantly rested on top of my belly, even when standing, splayed and flattened by their own weight.

Well, you weren't much better yourself.

Your breasts were now huge melons, hanging down on each side of your belly, to right around were your navel once was. Your navel, now hidden by rolls, was located somewhere between your knees and your genitalia, not that one could see any of them, your genitals were by your belly apron, and your knees were hidden by the roll over of your cellulite ridden thunder thighs. They rolled and obscured your kneecaps the same way your ankles rolled and obscured your chubby feet, your toes even had rolls on them.

Your fat lower legs wasn't the only thing that obscured parts of your body, your elbows were kept away from the light by inches of upper arms fat drooping over, the same way your big fat slab for a chin covered your neck.

Not that non of our bodies have seen any light other than that from the television and the computer, non of us had been outside for months, usually taking sub 100 steps a day, just waddling from the bed to our places, you on the couch and me on that computer chair, only I taking a few steps more to get the deliveries of groceries and takeaway by the door, which was a chore. None of us could even get up without getting winded, back pain, knee pain and feet pain, so our days consisted mostly of eating, whilst I worked for a bit during the day, roughly 6 hours of sleep, and 18 hours of eating.

You gazed a bit on your naked, neared immobile body slumped on the couch, and then looked upon me, your near immobile boyfriend seated in a computer chair, and could only feel one feeling:

When you first met him, you were this tanned, thin, athletic girl, with visisble abs, just going about life on easymode, well until you met him.

10 years later, a lot has changed.

You wake up in your king sized bariatric bed, and the first thing you need to do is remove your CPAP machine.

You're not in the sleeping room, where most people would sleep, but instead it was in the living room, the reason was quite simple, you're so fat that you don't fit through the doors of the house anymore, if you would even tried to do it, was some time ago last time you tried.

Before going up you put on the only piece of clothing that 'fits', a T shirt that once were very oversized but not anymore, you put it on and lifted you're gargantian melons into it, it just about covered your nipples, but nothing else on your pasty white body.

With some mighty heaves, you shuffle to the edge of the bed aand put your in comparison tiny feet onto the floor, and with a mighty push you stand up onto them. This caused your cellulite-ridden lardball of a belly to roll down your tree trunk thighs and then stopping with a smack against the dimples were your knees once stuck out. You could really feel the weight of your whole body just pushing your feet into the hardwood floor, your boobs almost fell out of the way too tight shirt, as your arms lazily stuck out from each side, supported by your saddlebags.

As you slowly shuffled from the bed towards the kitchen, you were thinking about stuff which normal people would never think about, when was the last time you saw your feet while standing? When was the last time your arms didn't rest against your hips at rest? When were your belly not bouncing against the front of your legs? When was the last tune you did your own shopping? How luch did you weigh then? 350? 400? When was the last time you even went outside the house? 400? 500?

In fact, how much did you even weigh? The last scale you got maxed out at 660, but that showed 'ERROR' months ago, and considering how much more your belly have grown, and how much more space your body took on the bed, you've probably were far past that point.

You were now at the kitchen, opening the fridge and the cupboards and just elptying them of food, they were filled to last a normal family for months but for you, it wasn't even a week. After taking as much as you can carry, you waddle towards the very worn out couch, and plop your 4 foot wide ass onto the couch, it creaking and bending under the immense pressure. You started the television and just started stuffing yourself silly.

Even though you were housebound, even though you couldn't find any clothes that fit, even though you were probably just a week or 2 from never walking again:

Hey, welcome to this blog! So happy for every follower I get!

This blog is just me reblogging things I like, as well as posting my thoughts on the different scenarios of feedism, and tbh som h*rny posts!

A little about me:

-Born 2001

-Lives in Sweden, working as a welder sawmill operator

-I am both a feeder and a feedee, switching regurarly in between them, but not actively gaining aorn nor feeding someone (maybe you can change it)

-CW: 93 kg (205 lbs) HW: 110 kg (242 lbs) LW: 79 kg (174 lbs) GW(If I find a feeder): 200 kg (440 lbs) at the minimum

-I am bisexual

-Mutual gaining and contrast are both hot

-Extremely in love with XWG (extreme weight gain), I fantasize about it atleast twice a day, as well as rapid wg

-DMs are open, if you'd like to talk about fattening me up or want me to fatten you up ;)

-AMA, about basically everything, I will answer all asks to the best of my abilities

And as a closing statement, this blog is not for minors, as it is a fetish blog. So if you are a minor, could you kindly f off

Sincerely // Knubb

Edit: Added a jar of kinks

Just a few pics of how my body haave changed (although I have lost weight on accident lately wah)

The top is a 10 kg (22 lb) gain from 97 -> 107 kg (213 -> 236 lbs)

The bottom is a difference of my lightest to heaviest in my adult life (79 -> 107 kg (174 -> 236 lbs)