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Hmm... I identify as a foodie, and I do like the idea of having a large appetite and eating a lot. But I don't necessarily get turned on by getting stuffed or force-fed. I enjoy the progression of weight gain, but I think I'd be more comfortable letting it happen more naturally. I want to be rather large, but not TOO large (so, <250 lbs). One of my fantasies/long-term goals is to be in a relationship with someone who loves to cook (like me), and allowing myself to get fat just from the hearty, home-cooked meals. A slow gain over time.

I saw on Grommr something about you living a fat guy lifestyle as opposed to a feedee lifestyle. Care to explain the difference between the two?

Based on discussions I’ve had with guys on Grommr and my own experience is that being a gainer doesn’t necessarily equate to being into feederism. Personally, I’m not that big on it - it’s awkward and messy and tbh I only end up eating a fraction of what I would if I was allowed to just, y’know, eat at my own pace.

Now some guys are really into feederism, and that’s cool, but for me it doesn’t even resonate with me sexually. My sexuality is very much about being fat, as opposed to gaining or feederism or the sexuality of growing fatter. 

I don’t get off on being fed, I get off on being fat.

I don’t get off on eating, but I love being told how big I am.

Food isn’t a turn-on for me, it’s a means to an end - it’s the size and bulk and rolls of fat that are appealling to me.

Being fat is more appealling to me than getting fat.

Essentially my ultimate goal is to just…be a super-fat guy, rather than trying to be one. To me, it feels like gainerism and feederism is all about forcing weight gain, pushing to the next level - it’s like a workout regiment, but with food. For me, as someone who is more into being fat than getting fat, my ultimate goal is to get to a point where I don’t have to try to gain weight, and my lifestyle essentially just gets to a point to where it provides and accomodates for being massive without having to ‘try’ to make it happen.

I hope that kind of makes sense. Weirdly, I’ve actually met quite a few people who are similarly wired, but I understand that from an outside perspective it can be a bit tricky to wrap your head around.

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #1

One of the weight gain scenarios that's been playing out in my imagination lately is in the realm of "relationship weight gain." It goes like this: I'm in a long-term romantic relationship with a girl, and we've reached the point in our relationship where it's time to meet her family. For some reason I imagine her family lives somewhere in the north-central USA, e.g. Michigan, Wisconsin or Minnesota, like a place fhat gets super cold in the winter. We arrive at her family's home and I meet everyone. I learn that she has, like, five elder brothers who are very protective of their baby sister, and they're all big, strong, fat guys. The youngest brother is the runt, but he's still much fatter than me. Each brother moving up the line is progressively fatter, until I reach the eldest, who's massive. And then I finally meet her father, and he's this gargantuan burly guy with a salt & pepper beard and a baseball cap. We chat for a while, and then my girlfriend goes to the kitchen to help her mother with the meal. That's when the girl's father takes me in close to give me The Talk. He says, "Look, you seem like a nice fella, but if you have any intentions of taking my daughter's hand, you're gonna need to beef up, son. You see her brothers? This family prides itself on the size of our men and their appetites. If you want to be part of this family, you're gonna have to get busy and put some more meat on those bones." I had been thinking that maybe this girl was the one, but k wasn't expecting this! I think about how I can possibly pack on enough weight to be accepted as proper husband material for my girlfriend and her big family. But her youngest brother easily has at least fifty pounds on me. This is gonna be tough. I debate whether or not to talk to my girlfriend about this. On the one hand, maybe she could help me pack on the weight. But on the other hand, are we - am I - ready to make this sort of commitment? I think it's possible that either me or someone else might flesh this out into an actual story. But at this phase, it's just a fantasy...

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #3

I wanna write/commission someone to write a story revolving around a foodie festival. I’ve never actually been to a festival that revolved around food, so what’s in my imagination right now about what that’s like is based on my experience of generic festivals, and just focusing the plot around the food that’s there.

The preface to this story is that the central character (i.e. myself) and his (male) buddy used to hang out and go to festivals in the city they lived in. And their favorite activity to do at these festivals was to sample all the food... in hearty amounts. This naturally led to them both gaining a fair amount of excess weight. For whatever reason, they take different paths in life and lose touch for a few years.

Now, where our story sets out from there is that the central character is now in a relationship with a girl. She’s a good cook. (At this point, I am undecided which direction I want to take the plot, because either option sounds really enticing to me). Option A: The girlfriend is indeed a great cook! And the central character enjoys her cooking so much that his weight continues to climb steadily. They also enjoy attending festivals in the city, and the girlfriend helps to “encourage” the central character to indulge at these festivals. The central character reunites with his old buddy. His buddy did not continue his former habit of indulging in good-tasting food. He instead has lost quite a bit of weight. But their reunion reignites his passion for great food, and spending time again with the central character and his girlfriend eventually leads him to gain weight all over again. So it’s a classic case of mutual gaining between two friends.

Option B: The girlfriend is a great cook, but she has been concerned about the central character’s former eating habits. So since they started dating, she has been careful to encourage her boyfriend to eat healthier and get plenty of exercise. The central character loses his excess weight as a result of his girlfriend’s healthy lifestyle. But then his old buddy comes back into his life. And the old buddy has taken the opposite path. He has instead continued to indulge and grow fatter. He persuades the central character to resume their former hobby of attending festivals and indulging in all the food that was available there. This results in the central character reverting back to his former ways and gaining weight back again.

Both options involve a triangle between the central character (me), his girlfriend, and his old friend. And both involve the two male characters gaining weight together. I guess the only difference is whether the girlfriend is supportive in the weight gain of both men or not, like who the main driving force is behind it. But I would be delighted to see how this scenario might play out in writing, or even if I had the opportunity to do it in real life. It’d be fun!

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #5

If you ask me to bring you something to eat, I'll purposely give you more than you can eat so you can give me your leftovers. I'll eat both my helping and your leftovers. I'll demonstrate my love for you by my hearty appetite and slowly expanding stomach...

Kinda want someone who will gently offer me food throughout the day, who will ask me to try out this new recipe they just made, to try some cookies they just baked

Someone who will start making another meal while knowing full well that I just finished the last

And I'll have no choice but to accept. Not because they force me or anything, but because who could refuse food from a loved one?

We'll be months in living together and my belly will strain against and spill over every wasitband, even of my pajama pants, and all of my shirts will leave a gap of soft doughy belly on display to wobble as I walk to the kitchen table to try out their latest dish

But I'll hardly notice, because I'll just assume I'm merely helplessly bloated from the loving meals and snacks my gut is constantly filled with. Once I'm no longer stuffed these pants will button. But that time never comes, I'll never not be gorging myself on their love filled food.

Weight Gain Fantasy Scenario #9

Another relationship weight gain fantasy: A F/M couple gets married, and one of the wedding gifts is a “fertility blanket” that supposedly has powers to increase the couple’s chances of having children. It has been passed down the female partner’s line from mother to daughter for generations. But it has a side effect, whereby the father of the child consistently experiences a sort of Couvade syndrome during the pregnancy and packs on weight, which may or may not be permanent.

In my own imagination, the male partner doesn’t know the lore behind the fertility blanket, but the female partner does. Soon after they consummate the marriage bed, the female partner finds out she’s expecting. As the pregnancy progresses, the female partner begins to notice a change in her male partner. He seems to experience symptoms similar to her own pregnancy symptoms, including the cravings, back pain, morning sickness, etc. He’s snacking a lot more and taking extra helpings at mealtimes. As it goes on, she notices he’s gaining weight at an ever-increasing rate. Meanwhile, he appears totally oblivious to any change in his habits or his body. The female finds her partner’s weight gain attractive and allows it to continue until the baby arrives.

I feel like I identify more as a soft-core feeder. I just want to find a chubby boyfriend who will eat the rest of the cookies that I bake when I want to try a recipe, or who I can cuddle up with and feed chocolates to while we watch a movie.

recently ive been really into the idea of being fattened by somebody while being kept completely oblivious. like moving in with a gf or bf while relatively thin and they start cooking for me, bringing me big meals, making sure I stay comfy and move as little as possible. Soon I begin ballooning up. They make excuses for my outgrown clothes “must’ve shrunk in the wash”, and my poor fitness “that’s normal as you get older”.

I get bigger and bigger, and hardly notice until I’m over 100 lbs heavier than when I first moved in, and when I bring it up I get a quiet “well you might gained a few pounds, not much at all. you hungry sweetie?” I would nod and waddle over for more food

that’s the dream!

You know you’re loved…

…when she packs you a big lunch for work every morning, ensuring you’re uncomfortably full each day. Forcing you to unbutton your jeans and hiding it from your coworkers.

Honestly I just want a cute girl to feed me non-stop no matter how full I get

Kinda want someone who will gently offer me food throughout the day, who will ask me to try out this new recipe they just made, to try some cookies they just baked

Someone who will start making another meal while knowing full well that I just finished the last

And I'll have no choice but to accept. Not because they force me or anything, but because who could refuse food from a loved one?

We'll be months in living together and my belly will strain against and spill over every wasitband, even of my pajama pants, and all of my shirts will leave a gap of soft doughy belly on display to wobble as I walk to the kitchen table to try out their latest dish

But I'll hardly notice, because I'll just assume I'm merely helplessly bloated from the loving meals and snacks my gut is constantly filled with. Once I'm no longer stuffed these pants will button. But that time never comes, I'll never not be gorging myself on their love filled food.

I love the idea of keeping you very well fed: never letting you miss a meal, always making sure it’s big and complete; rich in calories and with every food group represented, and always with a sweet to follow. Keeping ample snacks around for between meals, too. Taking you to bed each night just this side of stuffed; encouraging the habit of ending your days comfortably full, and rewarding you for all the plates you’ve cleaned. And, of course, admiring the effects of all my work in the kitchen as your figure softens day by day. Watching you become heavier; bigger and bigger, and your appetite growing to match.

Kitchen Talk

Okay. Hear me out.

I know we all love the immobility/lazy fatty trope. But. BUT. Can we please acknowledge how much fun cooking/baking as a couple is?

I’m talking feeding them little bites along the way to “taste test”, the way the apron cinches just above their doughy muffin top, SO many kisses, and having their plump, already well fed tummy press against you when you hug.