Saturday Mornings Are A Great Time To Pamper And Indulge Your Person Of Size, Perhaps Starting With Their

Saturday mornings are a great time to pamper and indulge your person of size, perhaps starting with their own personal breakfast buffet (after all, it takes a lot to fuel a body that size), followed by some vigorous belly play (to remind them how much you worship their rolls and folds), then maybe a second breakfast or early brunch (to gently remind them they’re not fat enough yet for your highly discerning sense of taste).

In case you’re clothes shopping for your husky boy this weekend … or need a point of reference for a gainer fiction story you might be contemplating writing

«Oberexia»: the desire to be fat(ter) in adults with excess weight

I’d never heard of this until it was mentioned in a post by the totally awesome @brendakthedonutgirl … there’s also a study on the subject that can be found at https://www.semanticscholar.org/paper/%C2%ABOberexia%C2%BB%3A-The-desire-to-be-fat(ter)-in-adults-Izquierdo-Tadeo/36d92b05f9d8f94561d94be2a249d0514adde8be

Words of affirmation so sweet: “Shake that belly for me Fat Boy!”

Ain’t love grand?

One hell of a view!