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About 4 of my friends have been packing on the pounds within the past two years or so. One from 230 up to almost 300 and others just going from skinny to chubby. Overall it’s really nice to see so many people becoming chubby over a short period of time.

I couldn't agree more! It's always absolutely enamouring to see out in the wild, and the simple truth is friends tend to rub off on friends so in a sense, fattening up really is contagious.

You are a lucky one. :) hope they come to enjoy the changes and hopefully it's just the start.

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How has your former tennis partner reacted to becoming a plump, soft-bellied, out-of-shape domestic type? Is it something you two joke about and the subject of good natured laughter, or one of those things that just isn't discussed without a blush and some embarassment?

She can definitely be the envious type, always was and that hasn't changed, she let's her thoughts on others be known, but she avoids ever talking about herself directly so it's fair to say there is some shame/frustration. We don't bring up the past much in that regard because I don't want to upset her. (and I imagine she assumes I would react the same)

That said, I don't think I have ever heard her actually even bother to mention a diet or turning down food...

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Wow this is good! And relatable, I wasn't the most popular girl at my school, but I was best friends with her! Sociable wonder pair everyone wanted to know, loved parties, and we were a power couple in Tennis.

Fast forwards a few years, and yeaaah, we're both porkers too focused on domestic life and office careers to be mourning former glories and abs that now have guts laying over them.

Nothings better than when the popular guy/girl from high school gets fat after they graduate.

It’s even better when it’s you.

You were the cheer captain or the sports team captain.

You had abs, any guy or girl you wanted, were invited to every party.

Fast forward and now look at you.

You turned into a fatass.

Where your abs once were rests a soft jiggly belly.

Your once toned ass is now two massive mounds of cellulite.

Your once beautiful face is covered in fat, jawline destroyed, double chin covering your neck.

Hey at least your tits got bigger right?

You started drinking in college, and without the working out you grew a beer gut.

Unhealthy eating habits started, and became life long habits.

The freshman 15 turned into the sophomore 50, and by the time you graduated you were practically unrecognizable.

The office job you got after didn’t help did it?

And now here you are reading my posts and rubbing your belly.

Yeah I see your hand fatass.

Hopefully a few of you still have your abs.

Why don’t you let me help you lose them?

It’s way more fun that way.

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Three Types of People Gaining Weight

The Pouter

The Pouter resents the effect food has on them. How just one little bite of something can lead to a full blown stuffing, making them feel helpless to the weight they’re putting on in droves. They’re the type who displaces blame. It’s the brain’s fault. It’s genetics. It’s the genetically modified food that is making them too fat to walk without waddling a little. Healthy food is too expensive; junk food is too divine. Exercise is too time-consuming; sitting all day is a required part of their 9 to 5. They pout their way through the day at their desk, sucking on their daily venti frappe, which they carefully don’t realize has been fattening up their ass so badly that it doesn’t really fit in their chair anymore. They pout when their clothes don’t look quite right and blame the dryer for shrinking them. They get angry when the elevator goes out of order, forcing them to pant and heave their way up the stairwell. Then they get irate when there’s nothing good left in the pantry to fill them up once they finally get to their apartment in the evening. The only thing that soothes their nerves is take out, and so they eat a lot of take out. The trash bin is full of take out containers, along the coffee table, and the countertop. Sometimes they reach the bottom of a container, so full but still needing to consume more, so they get take out from somewhere else. They wake up heavier every morning, but they don’t know that. All they know is that (because their arms and chest have blown up so big with flab) it’s getting hard to cross their arms when they’re annoyed.

The Blusher

The Blusher is the type who effortlessly gains a few dozen pounds in winter weight and doesn’t even notice until the weather warms. They happily pack away their winter clothes, pull on a well-worn pair of shorts, and…with a sharp pang of dread, find they can’t even tug the denim all the way up their bulkier thighs. Even without anyone around to ogle their thighs, or their chubbier face, or their larger love handles—which their shirt can’t quite seem to cover—they flush pink. A little ashamed and a lot embarrassed. Because how did they not realize? They gently touch their belly, thicker and curvier than it should be. They look in the mirror. And…whoa. They’re girthy all over. Their limbs are large and heavy-looking and they just look so big. They gained weight and were totally oblivious. Oblivious to how all those special-occasion splurges and one-off binges added up. With whispered curses and last-ditch tugging attempts, the Blusher tries on more clothes and outfits, hoping against hope that they’re not as big as they look and feel. Except almost nothing fits. And their belly keeps jiggling when they turn and bend and stand. And the dusted-off scale is showing them a number they can’t possibly believe. No, no, no. They can’t be that fat. With tubby fingers, they search and calculate on their phone to see…to see that they are teetering on the far end of the Overweight box in the spectrum. Just to the right, the more ominous Obese box lies in wait, colored a deep red. They blush that very same color, down to their second chin.

The Lip-Biter

The Lip-Biter is the type who stands in the kitchen, stuffing their mouth with a fifth donut as they press their heavy belly a little firmer against the counter. They’ve gotten fat, really fat, and they know it, but they nevertheless put off getting new clothes using money excuses, telling themselves that it’s not a big deal if they stretch the seams a little. Except eventually it’s not just a little, and the Lip-Biter, swallowing hard every time they get dressed, knows that. The truth is, they feel a rush when they notice their buttons strain over their breasts and torso. They hold their breath when they sit down slowly and aren’t sure if something’s going to rip. They sneak candies and chocolates at every opportunity, wondering idly how fat they’re going to get if they keep their bad habits up. They bite their lip at the thought of getting so obese that normal daily routines become difficult. They’re already not as fast as they used to be; they already sweat easier. After work some days, they buy a cake of some kind for a fake occasion and eat the whole thing at home, forkful after forkful, lacking any will not to gorge themselves. They spread their thighs apart a little more and let their clothes slowly stretch and snap as they eat. Lick their lips and squirm in pleasure.

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What's your favorite food to not just relish, but gorge on? If you have one.

Pasta. Plenty of great, fantastically delicious foods out there that I enjoy, but any sort of thicker pasta with plenty of cream never gets boring for me, it's easy to get heaping plates of it, isn't dry at all, and is a taste I never have to be in the 'mood' for.

Runner up is fried chicken, fantastic taste, plenty of sauces to make it even better and add variety, feels unhealthy, and the greasier the better, I start feeling funny when I notice grease rolling down my chin.

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Clothes ripping/button popping is so hot it’s like the pinnacle of representing how fat someone is getting. They literally can’t be contained by something they once wore with ease to the point that it’s exploding off of them… and the resulting surge of all that restrained fat, ugh. Like I love the idea of conditioning someone to get unreasonably horny at the feeling their stitches stretching that they start shoveling food down to make them pop and give in and the feeling is enough to get them off completely untouched. Delicious

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Would you rather be immobile and have your every gluttonous need catered to by loving caretakers, or would you rather be the caretaker and feeder for an immobile, greedy muslimah piggy? 🙂

Oh, you know what you are doing when you ask this to a mutual gains enjoyer!

But I suppose I would have to say that I lean towards being a feeder, because my approach to being a feedee is more about simply enjoying myself without concern as opposed to something more... structured. Plus I do adore seeing and taking part in fanning the flame of someone else's greed and seeing what they become because of it.

That said, even with the work involved of keeping such a large partner fed, I'm not sure how long I'd be able to serve as a caretaker...

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You mentioned you liked "sisterly" gainer couples, what are your thoughts on the sisters Mal and Val Malloy? 👀

I admit I had not heard of them till now, but they seem to fit the bill of what I mean. ; 3

Thank you for enlightening me. It's special to see a pair of sisters who have that close a relationship, and who as far as I could tell at a glance at least both continued to put on weight without actually being feedees?

Brings my thoughts to the concept more generally of an attractive woman happy to gain weight because it only goes to their chest and rump at first, not realizing how their greed for a bigger hourglass would eventually cause it to rupture .

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Have you noticed any changes to your fitness as you've gotten a little chubbier over the years? Out of breath more often, getting lazier, etc.?

I would say so, a day out walking about always leaves me sore the following day, having to carry something heavy for very short periods of time does the same for my arms. Hard to avoid being left panting and breathing a heavy after any physical activity.

And all that without being anywhere near as heavy as I could be. It's impressive in it's own way, how out of shape and well suited for nothing but the most sedentary tasks the human body becomes when one does not train it.

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Who is your favorite BBW, SSBBW or feedee model, if you have one?

As I am sure many others would say, Mochii Babii really impressed me and made me go wow in a way others simply haven't. She showed this genuine gluttonous passion with incredibly quick gains to prove it. Helps that I adore particularly gut heavy gains.

That said, I have a 'thing' for sisterly couples so Emma and Yulia Pear who are actively gaining are certainly models who scramble my brain a little. I am very curious to see how their bodies continue to develop as their weight rises, bonus points in that I appreciate them making photo shoots out in public, because it makes them feel more like regular women who enjoy what they do rather than just a model engaged in a kink.

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Have any of your friends ever suspected your hidden love of fatness and softness?

Well, certainly have never said anything to suggest as much at least. I imagine such an idea would be far removed from most people's imaginations.

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Benefits of the veil include 'hiding' one's double chin, no need to worry~

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What's your favorite underrated part of fat bodies, other than the belly/gut area?

Hmmmm, well I suspect that the person asking this just read my gushing on FUPAs, and indeed they are a very strong candidate. This one pocket that will inevitably swell with fat because your body has nowhere else to send it, right there as yet more flab beneath your belly, and unavoidable if you ever want to pleasure yourself. It's simply such a lovely resting spot for one's hand, I stand by that.

I also adore arm fat, bingo wings and curtains, thick sandbags that swell up around one's elbows, a key part to becoming so utterly incapable, and the part with the most delightful jiggling while you are stuffing your face.

But I have to give my favourite award to fat faces. Some people have naturally round faces that get rounder really quick, some people will have deceptively thin faces while the rest of them is increasingly huge until that final bastion gives out. But to me a chubby face is the epitome of cute, a double chin the perfect immediate symbol of being plump and overfed, and having more than a double chin an unmistakable demonstration of pure greed. There is nothing more beautiful to me than the simple sight of a fat face cramming more cake past those lips. And I love that for those early in, getting a fatter face is simply something they can't hide at all.

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My goodness, is that you in the ass clapping clip? Or another pleasantly plump overfed Arab beauty?

Either way, how scandalous of her to be exposing her most vulnerable parts like that... Truly a greedy little piggy with no shame 🐷

It is not me, I surely would never dare to reveal myself in such a fashion to anyone but my eternal mate- But I have a very similar build to her, which is convenient for those who might be curious~

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What the average Saudi woman looks like, and sure to be even bigger year after year~