FattestFeeder aka Preed @fattestburr - Tumblr Blog

The beast cannot be contained. Happy Eat Your Friends Day featuring

@fattestburr

My hair is being weird because I was at the pool earlier. I needed a good lunch to recharge but as always even when I'm full I'm still just a pile of jiggly blubber 🐷❤️

kaejer-vore

The beast cannot be contained. Happy Eat Your Friends Day featuring

@fattestburr

kaejer-vore

The beast cannot be contained. Happy Eat Your Friends Day featuring

@fattestburr

fatncheesey

Having a night where I desperately want to fill out this little hallway/doorway. Almost there side to side but a long way to go front to back 😏🤭

fatncheesey

So much pasta. So much ice cream. So fullllll 🐷

Hi, first I wish you well on your weight loss journey. I believe that if you lose weight at a slower pace with a bit of exercise, that you can help your skin recover better, as opposed to losing weight too quickly and creating very saggy skin.

I actually have a question. I'm diabetic. I'm on jardiance to lower my blood sugar. It's not as effective as my doctor would like. I'm also on pregabalin for nerve pain. My doctor wants to put me on insulin. I understand that insulin opens the floodgates to FAT cells. How has insulin affected you. I actually want to gain weight and FAT.

I dont really know what jardiance is. All i can say is that insulin is probably the easiest method to bring your glucose levels under control.

I’m actually quite curious since you mentioned it: is Switzerland really not equipped for superchubs? I figured such a wealthy country would be rather high on that list. What country (or countries) would you say is/are ideal for superchubs to live in?

No not at all. Among all european countries switzerland has the lowest obesity rate and lowest overall bmi.

About whats the best country to be at as a gainer i do not really know.

When its just about affordable fastfood and varity its probably the US.

But its always a balance between that and healthcare and if the health infrastructure is able to provide fast and reliable help to really really heavy patients.

At least with the infrastructure the US is probably the country that would have the most reliable one when it comes to patients being in their 600's, 700's or even around their 1000's. Here in switzerland its already diffiult if you are over 180kg/400lbs.

#gay gainer #gaining #superchubby #superchub #help me get fatter #get me fatter

It sounds like you have lot of regrets about gaining, is this true? I’m reading your recent responses, it seems like you ruminate on the lack of a proper adhd diagnosis and how being unmedicated caused you to gain so much weight, but what is it you feel bad about? Is it the health conditions, or lost time to this fetish, or appearance now that you are losing weight? Is there good things you still look back on during your journey? Also do you have supports in place if medication stops working or is no longer compatible? I know this happens for some people

You made good progress so far, happy for you

I am sorry English is not my first language

No problem, English isn't my native language either. There are many things I regret. Mainly, though, that it took so long for the thought to occur to me that I might have ADHD and should get it checked out. Here in German-speaking countries, ADHD is almost synonymous with hyperactivity. Non-hyperactive ADHD is practically unknown here, at least among the general population. That's what I regret most, along with all the missed opportunities. What I regret regarding gaining weight is that it was a coping mechanism for me. Specifically, the part of ADHD related to dopamine regulation. Dopamine is responsible for making you feel content, good, and happy. I was missing that, and for me personally, gaining weight was one of the only ways I knew to feel good. And what I also regret is the wasted time—so much time spent eating and gaining weight being the only thing that made me feel good. The feedback from the community, telling me I was fine the way I was, that I was desirable just the way I was. And I only realize that now, since gaining weight no longer triggers anything in me; it feels like a strange thought. Add to that all the health problems I have now. I take four different blood pressure medications daily. Four of them in two tablets in the morning, and three of them in two tablets in the evening (combination tablets with two active ingredients). Plus, I take Metformin for my diabetes twice a day, and in the evening before bed, I also take insulin for my diabetes. It's also worth considering that if I had been diagnosed earlier, I probably wouldn't have pushed so far. It's just strange, you know. Before the medication, I was willing to accept pretty much anything, but now it seems like it wasn't worth it in my case. Yes, and of course, there's the appearance. Even if I actually manage to get back to my normal weight, I'll never have a body like I did if I'd never gotten so fat. Not even with skin tightening surgery. And I wouldn't say the fetish is gone now. I still have a fat fetish and a weight gain fetish, just not directed at myself anymore, but at other people. I'm simply an admirer and a chaser now, not a gainer anymore. I haven't made any preparations. If anything, I'd probably have to switch to a different medication or go through withdrawal. I've already experienced what it feels like when the dose is too high. Right now, I'm on 30mg of the active ingredient, which is the minimum given to an adult. I tried 50mg with my neurologist, but that was too much. I also want to say that I don't want to discuss this topic any further, and that I won't tell any gainer what to do or not to do. I know that two years ago I wouldn't have accepted any advice that would have discouraged me from gaining.

fattestburr

Hello, hope to find you well. 😀

In what way is ADHD linked to the urge to put on weight? Thanks for your answer.

I am not a therapist, so I can only speak from my own experiences.

I've spoken with other weight gainers who also received a diagnosis in the last two years, but the exact opposite happened to them. Their fetish for getting fatter intensified, while mine completely disappeared. I imagine that in my case, it's related to the trauma I experienced when I had pneumonia and realized that if I'd had any other medical emergency, I would have died. Not because of the weight itself, but because it takes far too long to get me to a hospital. A heart attack can't wait six hours like severe pneumonia can when you're receiving supplemental oxygen.

Again, I'm not an expert, and the following is how I understand it. So, what is ADHD? ADHD is a neurochemical imbalance in the brain. The regulation of the neurotransmitters dopamine and norepinephrine is disrupted. In other words, there's too little of them. Norepinephrine makes you alert, it gives you focus and concentration, and it activates your drive. You think, "I'm going to do this now," and you do it. In ADHD, this process is disrupted. Dopamine, on the other hand, is also responsible for drive, but more in relation to reward, happiness, and satisfaction. It's about whether it's worth doing something because you'll have a feeling of reward afterward. It's also called the "happiness hormone."

ADHD usually manifests in two forms: hyperactivity and inattentiveness. Both are coping strategies the brain has developed to deal with the deficits resulting from the neurochemical imbalance. Hyperactive individuals, as the name suggests, are hyperactive; they talk a lot, are sociable, and have a lot of energy, etc. Inattentive individuals (like me), on the other hand, are quiet, socially awkward, scatterbrained, easily distracted, lazy, and unhappy (I'm not saying that hyperactive individuals are happy, but it's more noticeable in inattentive individuals).

People with ADHD have a higher risk of developing an addiction, primarily due to insufficient dopamine levels. They need increasingly intense highs to experience that same euphoric rush.

And now we've arrived at the point where I think this is the reason why the fetish is gone, or rather, has changed. I've always had a fat fetish; that hasn't disappeared. But it used to be directed at myself. Getting fatter always felt like the only thing that truly made me happy. My own body, how fat it already was, and how fat it would become, was the only thing that made me happy and the only thing that aroused me enough to reach climax. Not another person who was fatter than me, just the idea of becoming that fat. I could also never be happy about the success of other gainers; it was always connected to thoughts like, "He gains weight so fast, why not me?" "He's so fat, why not me?" "I have to get that fat."

Things are completely different today, after taking an ADHD Medication. Nothing excites me more now than a gainer who keeps getting fatter; I'd love to help them, feed them, take care of them, help them with everyday things they're too fat for.

I didn't have any of this before. And the thought of actively wanting to gain weight feels strange now. But the way I feel today doesn't feel like a loss, not like something has been taken from me. It feels like I've been liberated. And what remains is sadness that I had to reach 40 before receiving a diagnosis, and that I had to go so far with the weight gain. If only it had been diagnosed 10, 15, or 20 years ago, I would never have gone this far. I wouldn't have to struggle with it as much today, I wouldn't have to lose as much weight.

Note: Written in german and translated with google translate.

Edit; i wanna note again. This is just my specific case under specific circumstances. Not saying everyone with ADHD is like this. In fact all gainers ive talked so far who started taking ADHD meds feel the oposite and their drive to gain weight got even stronger.

fattestburr

And here my lack of concentration due to ADHD comes into play again.

I almost forgot the conclusion. I suspect that one of the two possibilities applies to me.

First possibility: I've always had a fat and weight gain fetish. My first goal was 150kg/330lbs, and when I reached it, I felt an emptiness inside. I needed a new, higher goal; only then could I continue to receive all the positive feedback on my progress—something I had never experienced before in my life. So I kept going, but the emptiness after reaching a goal remained. Therefore, the goals and the methods for getting fatter became increasingly extreme. Nothing mattered except getting fatter; nothing else could make me happy. Not even my partner, with whom I've now been for almost 20 years. Getting fatter and finally being fat enough was more important. Then came the pneumonia and the realization that the next time a medical emergency occurred and I needed an ambulance again, I probably wouldn't survive. The realization that the only thing that truly made me happy would kill me—not the weight itself, but the fact that I wouldn't receive help quickly enough because the medical infrastructure in Switzerland wasn't equipped to handle such severely overweight patients—traumatized me. I knew I had to lose weight if I wanted to grow old. So I lost weight, but the longer this trauma was in the past, the harder it became to maintain the weight loss. The fantasies were the same. Then came the diagnosis and the medication.I had hoped the medication would make things easier. What I noticed first was that the fantasies that had previously aroused me (the only thing that ever aroused me) no longer worked. But I expected that; a side effect of Elvanse/Vyvanse is that libido is lower at the beginning. Then, I don't know how much later, I saw a video of a super-sized guy who weighed around 600 pounds and downed two Boost VHC pills in under a minute. I was aroused, but much more intensely. The thoughts were different, no longer "I need to be that fat too," "I want to get fatter," but rather "He's so fat, it's so hot how he chugs so many calories in seconds," "I want to see how much fatter he gets," "I want to help him get fatter," "I want to feed him," "I want to help him get so fat that he's dependent on me, that I have to help him get up, wash him," and many more. And the fantasies I'd had before suddenly felt strange, as if they weren't my own. As I mentioned before, I don't feel like I've lost anything or that something has been taken from me. Instead, I feel liberated. Therefore, I suspect that while I did have a weight gain fetish, the trauma had made cracks , and the ADHD medication didnt break it but made a clean cut.

Second possibility: I did have a fat fetish, but not a weight gain fetish. During puberty, I didn't have internet access until I was about 18, so I thought I was alone with my fetish. And since I had no one to act it out with, I may have projected it onto myself as a coping mechanism due to chronically low dopamine levels.

I suspect it's the first one, but as I said, I'm not a therapist, but a fat dude who possesses a high degree of self-reflection and questions everything that has happened in his life today.