Chubby Belly Enthusiast

My life now is the result of me permanently giving into obesity and letting it take over entirely. There’s no escape now. Just more fat, more slowness, more waddling, more hunger, and less control. I can never go back.

self care is gaining 200 pounds

gainers admitting how afraid they are of how fat, dependent, and food addicted they’re getting, while continuing to stuff their face

“everything is getting so difficult”, “I didn’t mean to get this big”, “I don’t think I can stop”, “I’m scared I’m too far gone”, “please don’t let me get any fatter” = dirty talk

"a moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips" is so fucking crazy to me because that just sounds like a win/win

i want to watch TV while you eat cookie after cookie until you're heavy with my baking and absentmindedly rubbing your bloated belly and I can't possibly pay attention to anything other than the blush on your cheeks and small gasps you make when you realize you need to unbutton your jeans and have to reach around that gut you've grown - blushing harder when you notice my eyes have been glued to your belly

Happy Pride to all the beautiful gay fat people in my phone, let’s get even fatter and gayer this month!