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Late 30s. M. Fatsexual. Minors banned & blocked. My posts are tagged #me. SW: 150 lbs. CW: 441 lbs. GW: 450 lbs. Asks welcome.

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UPDATE

I’ve been put on concentrated insulin today.

I got home, gorged, and snapped the back of my couch.

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Feedee or Feeder?

Both.

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So, from reading your profile. It seems that we've had a similar journey with our diabetes diagnoses. At 30 & 270lbs I decided my 300 goal wouldn't be enough. So pushed hard to gain 70lbs in a few years & reached 340lbs at 34. But then everything went down hill from there. I started getting different symptoms & rapid weight loss. What ever I tried, didn't let me put weight on, maintain or even slow it down. I realised pretty soon while this was happening it was diabetes but left it for another year to get the diagnosis & by this point I was 280lbs. Now i'm 37 & haven't really gained much as i'm finding it hard to control my blood sugar which is still high. My doctors i've consulted with are dismissive about me keeping my size & are only interested in weight loss not my body confidence from being a bigger guy. So, they constantly push weightloss jabs & won't consider insulin atm.

My question really is any advice to navigate round medical practitioners & how i could appease them? Also, has being on insulin fit easily around your life & been manageable?

You're inspirational with the gains since being a diabetic & it's helped me to consider growing even fatter past 400lbs.

Thankyou! 🐷

Thank you for the message.

I circumvented semaglutides by claiming that I couldn’t tolerate them. I checked the list of side-effects and picked one of the digestive ones.

Once it was apparent that I couldn’t take them, and that oral medication was insufficient, there was no choice but to start insulin therapy.

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Closing in on 450 lbs. Belly is 69-70 inches standing, and 74-75 seated.

I took a date out to dinner. I could barely get out of the car, and struggled to waddle 100 m to the restaurant. My belly sticks out a *long* way in front of me now, and my thighs and back ache from heaving it along.

The restaurant tried to change us to bar seating, so I made something of a scene in which I asked them if they “*really* wanted me to actually try to sit” on the bar stool.

We ended up moved to a booth, and we pushed the table against the opposite seat, and we sat next to each other, my belly touching the table.

I had every appetiser on the menu, three main courses, and two desserts, followed by a mess of pussy.

Photos taken after dinner follow.

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Waistband marks in very biteable flesh. Inspired by the radiant @bluebelline .

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As a fellow gainer and avid overeater in Melbourne, would you ever care to dine out, relax and chew the fat?

With the right person, yes. And by right person, I mean that they would need to be highly attractive and utterly trustworthy.

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I’m addicted to the view.

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From experience, 500lbs is the line of no return.

300lbs is undeniably fat - you're not chubby or thick or husky. You're fat. You either like it, or are ambivalent enough it doesn't scare you the way it would other people. You can still participate in society, mostly, but the world doesn't have to stop to accommodate you.

+400lbs is definitely eyebrow raising for society. It's being unable to clothes shop at even Walmart. Its forcing you to slow down, forcing you out of normal society because you simply do not fit. It's modifying your habits, changing to more sedentary hobbies. It's having to take up 2 seats on a packed flight, impacting a strangers life when they find that plane full. But instead of letting all that mortification spark change, no, something pleasurable coils in your belly and whispers "its not that bad yet"

500lbs?

Thats a level of obesity you're not ready for. Trust me, and I barely dipped my toe in that class of obesity.

Simple things that you've taken for granted, things that have remained as your athleticism dwindled, now suddenly seem like Olympian feats. Waddling through a store? Might as well call the ambulance to wait for your inevitable collapse. An incline? No, silly, might as well call it Everest. Standing at the stove to cook? Bold to not have a chair nearby. Clothes for fat people? Ha, you've sized out of specialty stores. Now you need custom clothes. Getting off the couch? Now you gotta plan how many times you can get up and so you make those one or two attempts count by stacking snacks around you.

Once you hit 500lbs, and you ignore that tiny quiet voice saying, "woah, hey, lets slow down" and instead listen to that roaring hunger in your belly...

Well, you'll be able to tell us what 600lbs brings soon enough.

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Congratulations! 200 kg is a HUGE number. I’d say you’re officially a superchub!

Have you noticed anything surprising or unexpected about being this size?

Thank you! 🥰🐷

Yes, around 350 lbs I had to stop peeing standing up - fupa and foreskin getting pushed forward made the stream unpredictable.

But my fupa has kept gobbling up my dick — to the point that at 440 lbs I never would have thought that I could actually miss sitting down.

(If anyone is curious about the actual mechanics of it, the stream hits the underside of the toilet seat and then runs out of the bowl, unless I really lean forwards.)

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How does it feel hitting 200kg for the first time?

It feels *heavy*. I can practically feel my shins bending with every step. 😵‍💫

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That post about you ordering those pies was incredibly hot. If you have any more musings or day to day experiences, please share

Obesity is a constant feast, literally and figuratively.

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I see 500 lbs in your near future

I do too… 🤭🐷

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What does fat sexual mean? You like men and women if they help you get fatter?

It means that I’m turned on by fat, regardless of gender. And that is both my own and theirs.

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I believe you mentioned in the past that you’ve had some looks of surprise when people see you after a while. But have you had any “interventions” (for lack of a better term)? Has anyone close to you told you they’re worried about how fast you’re gaining weight? Not including doctors.

Yes. It’s interesting. Most of that happened around 350 lbs, which was the tipping point as I saw it between looking very solid and looking obese. As most non feedists see you, once you’re fat you’re fat, so those people have stopped.

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Let’s see a picture from behind

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Man those chubby pillow arms and fat pad are hot.

Is there any inches even left down below the belly?

Thank you! I’m about an inch protruding, flaccid.

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You reach your goal weight twice - the first time, when you are packed full after a day of gorging, and the second time, after it has all settled and it’s now all you. I’ve just crossed 200 kg for the first time.