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Cabin in the Woods
It was cold and rainy, the wind picking up speed with each passing minute. Josh had been stuck in this declining weather for five days now. No food, no shelter, nobody to keep him company. His solo backpacking trip had turned south fast, and the weather was not going to slow down anytime soon.
He had gone on a solo backpacking trip to test the feats of his endurance. His 6’5 athletic frame had always made him believe he could do anything. He trained like a dog day and night, always pushing his limits. He had acquired a belief that he could survive anything. So, when the opportunity arose to go solo backpacking during the winter break, he hopped on it as quickly as he could.
He had packed everything he thought he would need. A tent, few clothes, some dried pre- made meals to last him for 2 weeks while he set oG on his adventure. What he hadn’t anticipated was the weather.
When he started on his journey the weather would range from 39 to 50 degrees Fahrenheit. He believed his insulated tent and extra clothes would keep him warm throughout his journey. He trekked five miles into the mountains the first day before setting up camp, and another seven the second. On the third day it started to lightly snow. He wasn’t worried about the weather though, as he had those extra layers to keep him warm. After the third day he was eighteen miles into the mountains when he set up camp. The weather that night had started to pick up.
He awoke when his tent was ripped oG the ground by the howling wind, throwing him and his stuG into the air. When he hit the ground, disoriented, he could not see more than ten feet in front of him. His stuG had been tossed around and he was unable to find most of his things. One item of his he found was his jacket and another pair of slightly larger pants. He grabbed them and headed for cover under a tree he could barely make out.
While taking cover under the tree he threw his extra clothes he found over his already freezing clothes. He was concerned because the weather was not anticipated to drop below freezing for it to snow. He was confused, disoriented, and cold. He held onto the tree hoping the storm would pass.
By morning, most of the storm had passed. Although it was still snowing heavily, at least he could see somewhat further than he had before. He trekked in a straight line, hoping he was still on the trail. He could not know for sure if he was going in the right direction or even on the trail at all, as the snow had covered most of the ground. He walked for what felt like miles as the weather started to pick up to an unbearable amount. He was hungry and worried about his safety. Suddenly he saw a silhouette of a building in the distance. Although faint, he slowly made his way over, hoping it was the shelter we desperately needed.
He walked up to what appeared to be an abandoned cabin. He had not noticed any buildings on the map when he studied the map earlier but did not care. He hurried inside and shut the door behind him.
After entering, it took him a moment to collect his bearings. He looked around his surroundings not sure what to be looking for. As he gazed around the room, he saw a bunch of furniture with sheets thrown on top of them. He walked around the room ad miring the thick layer of dust that covered the floors. He pulled back the sheet on a piece of furniture to reveal an antique brown sofa. As he pulled back more sheets there was a dresser, dining table, and a side table with a lamp. He continued to walk around the small building to discover a bathroom behind a wall with a sink. This place wasn’t much, but it was enough to get through the storm.
Whoever had left here had clear out most items, except for some larger clothes in the dresser. As he looks at the clothes, they were sized too big for him to wear, but they looked warmer and drier than the clothes he was wearing. He stripped his own clothing oG to replace them with the older, much bigger clothes. He was used to wearing a size large shirt with 31 waist size jeans. These clothes sagged on his athletic frame, but he did not care. They were dry and he was out of the storm, and that was all that matters.
After changing a wave of exhaustion fell over him. He hurriedly headed over to the couch and slept. When he awoke, he felt refreshed and warm. Although there was no fire, he had finally escaped the cold. As he sat up on the couch a smell slapped him on the face. He had not realized how hungry he had gotten from the previous day and night being trapped in the weather with no food or water. He looked around the room confused. As his eyes swept over the table, he uncovered he gazed upon a plate with a steak, potatoes, eggs, and a glass of white fluid that resembled milk.
He became worried. Who had entered to bring the food? Was he alone? If he wasn’t alone, who and where was this mysterious person? He stood up tall and walked over to the table. There was a note next to the place that read one word.
Enjoy.
He walked ove3r to the door and opened it, only to be hit with a wave of snow and wind knocking him to the ground. He shut the door quickly. If there was a person, there’s no way they could survive in the storm. He walked back over to the table and stared at the food. There were no chairs to sit at around the table, so he grabbed the plate and brought it back to the sofa to eat.
As he stared at the food mysteriously brought before him, his stomach growled with hunger. He grabbed the steak with his bare hand and started to slowly eat it. It was astonishingly delicious. Better than any steak he had ever eaten before. After finishing oG the steak he decided he would not eat the eggs or potatoes, as he wanted to save them for
later in case he couldn’t come across any other food. He stood up and placed the plate back on the table and grabbed the drink. As he swallowed the drink down, he noticed it was too thick and sweet to ben just milk. He did not care though. He wasn’t full but he wasn’t hungry. During the rest of the day, he stared out a small window that was placed next to the bathroom, hoping the storm would die down. It had become harder to tell what time of day it was as the sun was mostly covered by the thick clows of storm above.
When it became too dark to look out the window, he noticed he was hungry again. He decided to finish oG the food bore going to bed. He once again wasn’t full, but also wasn’t hungry. He had only wished that whoever brought this food would bring more in the morning.
When he awoke, he was disappointed. He could hear the howl of the wind. When he looked out the window, he noticed the snow must have pick up faster than before. But he did notice one positive outcome, food. There was another plate consisting of the same things he ate yesterday, but to his surprise an extra plate with some sweets. There was cupcakes, tarts, and doughnuts with what seemed to be cream coming out of the ends. There was an extra glass of that sweet thick drink. He figured because there was another plate, he could enjoy one of them now while he was hungry, and the plate of sweets later.
After finishing the first plate and first drink, he decided he needed to do something. Yesterday bored him and he needed something to do to pass the time while waiting for the storm to pass. He found a on the ground under the table and decided to dust the cabin. As the layers of dust were swept away by the rag, the building started to look a lot less abandoned. The dresser was a beautiful red stained piece with intriquite detail. The walls had a beautiful essence to them. And the room seemed more spacious.
Throughout the day cleaning, he noticed he was snacking on the second plate. When it came around time for him to eat the last plate, all he had left on it was one final vanilla cupcake and the white drink. Although he ate it, he did not feel particularly full. He decided to go to sleep earlier than planned.
As the days passed, the snow had not slowed down and the storm had progressed. It became impossible to even attempt to walk outside, as the wind was too strong and snow too thick. There continued to be plates of food when he awoke from his slumber on the couch. On the third day there were three plates, on the fourth day four, and on the fifth five. After the sixth day he assumed there would be more plated, but it had stopped at five plates. The portions seemed to grow larger every couple of days though.
On the twelfth day he became extremely concerned with his situation. The storm had not passed, and his trip was supposed to be over with. He became worried about what his family thought and what they thought had happened to him. He decided to search for his old clothes and try to embark on his journey. He found the clothes he had originally worn when hiking balled in a corner. He had not touched them since changing into the clothes
from the dresser. He undressed and attempted to put the clothes on. He noticed the shirt was a little tight, but no concern there as he assumed it might have shrunk when it got wet and balled up for over a week. Then when he tried to put his pants on, he noticed he had to suck in to button them. He was confused so he took them oG and looked at the size. These pants were the oversized pair he had put on top of his original pair. He looked at himself confused. Had he put on weight from the food he had been eating?
He threw those pair to the side and found the smaller set of pants. He felt like he always had but the jeans were not buttoning at all. He sucked in his stomach as much as possible, but the pants would not connect at the waist. He undressed into his underwear and looked at his body. He still had his abs, although they had grown a little softer, and his pecs were still firm and round with muscle. He looked the same just slightly softer, so why were his clothes not fitting?
Suddenly he heard a loud crash that shook the cabin. He tried opening the door, but it barely budged. A tree had grown too heavy to support itself and had fallen over, blocking the door from opening. Somehow, he managed to stay calm. He thought to himself his family had expected him to be home already, so they probably had a team searching for him at this moment. He hadn’t wandered from the trail too far, and with the storm they would know to check every building.
He sat on the sofa and started to eat an entire plate of food to clam his nerves. After finishing one entire plate filled with potatoes, eggs, and two steaks he notices he was still hungry. He didn’t know if it was the nerves or not but decided to grab another plate. He had been eating all five of the plates but spread throughout the day, but right now he needed the food to help comfort him. He ate the next plate that was filled with fries and two burgers. He never ate like this before his hike, but he was stressed, and desperately needed to be comforted.
After the second plate he continued to ear the other three until he could not get oG the couch. He was stuGed, but happy. He came to his senses after a moment of collecting himself and was shocked. That was all of the food he was supposed to eat for the day. He became worried about what he would eat later on if he became hungry. Instead of worrying he dozed into a food coma. Blissfully unaware what was happening to him.
When he awoke, he assumed it was the same day, just much later. He looked at the five empty plates and drinks at the floor of his sofa and was curious about what he was going to do for dinner. When he looked at the table there was another five plates of food sitting on the table. He was shocked. How were there another five plates? He had only taken a couple hour nap and it was the same day. He arose from the couch, his stomach still full of the copious amounts of food he ate earlier.
His stomach had protruded from his shirt, his belly peeking out from underneath. He walked over to the dresser and pulled out another shirt and switched it with his old tight
one. It was much more comfortable. He then walked over to the table and grabbed a plate. He decided he didn’t want to waste any food. Although his body was changing it had already been two weeks since the storm had started, and it wasn’t looking like it would slow down. He decided he wanted to continue to eat the five plates and not waste any as he did not know for 100% sure that it would come the next day, although it had previously.
As it became night, he finished the last plate. His stomach distended and his forehead sweating from how much work he had to put in to finishing it all. It was the most he had ever eaten in his life. He took oG all of his clothes and admired himself. His abs were basically gone with just a faint outline of what they used to be. His pecs were softening and resting upon his slight belly, and love handles spilling over his underwear. He started grabbing at his slightly doughy belly and wondered how much weight he had put on throughout those two weeks. A slight flash of concern flashed through his mind but was overwhelmed by an intrusive idea.
He decided to go to bed and sleep oG his soreness. After waking up he noticed there were six plates of foods. All for diGerent meals with labels for each plate. This was new, as there had only been five plates for a while now and only one note saying, “Enjoy.”
Upon walking over to the table, he read each note.
Breakfast. Snack. Lunch. Snack. Dinner. Dessert.
He was in awe at the astonishing number of diGerent foods and size proportions on each plate. Breakfast consisted of six breakfast burritos that were covered in a thick layer of cheese and a giant stack of hashbrowns. The first snack plate held three cupcakes and a pack of strawberry shortcakes filled with jam. Lunch was no smaller, as the plate was stacked high with four double paddy burgers and a mountain of fries. Second snack held a stack of chocolate cookies that seemed to be as wide as his arm. Dinner was the must full plate of them all though. Three eighteen-ounce steaks smothered in gravy on a bed of collard greens and pork fat bites. And finally, dessert was an entire two tier cake with icing dripping down the sides.
He was in utter shock and disbelief about the copious amounts of food in front of him. As he gazed around the room, he noticed something new in the corner. There was a standing mirror with a clock hung on the wall right next to it. As he walked over, he gazed at himself for the first time since starting his journey. His body had fully been engulfed in fat. His love handles spilling from the sides, his abs almost fully gone and replaced with a thick layer of lard, and his previously hard pecs had started shifting into fatter moobs more than anything. Although his body had changed drastically, he enjoyed it very much. He turned to the side to admire how his ass swelled, and his thighs bulked. He never noticed how much weight he truly put on.
The clock hanging on the wall was also strange. Instead of a 12-hour clock it had twenty four markings, to mark each hour of the day. At the 6 am mark it read, “Breakfast.” It looked that every two hours there would be a new meal he was supposed to eat.
He thought to himself how he was going to be able to finish all the food within that time. He glanced at the clock and the arm was almost pointing to the breakfast hour. In his mind he decided to get to work. He hurriedly scarfed down all the hashbrowns and barely managed to eat the burritos before collapsing on the couch. His stomach fully distended. He decided to give it a rub to sooth the discomfort. He was unsure how he was going to manage to eat more later that day. When eight o’clock rolled around he pushed himself up oG the couch and looked at the snack plate. Although intimidating, he was ready to eat the whole thing. He continued this pattern until every meal was finished.
After dessert he laid on the sofa. He was fixated on the ceiling to sooth the soreness in the belly, rubbing it over and over again. He was uncomfortable, but happy that he was able to finish all of the food left for him by whatever brought it. He quickly fell into another food coma and drifted oG to sleep.
When the next morning came, he awoke to an eerie silence. There was no wind, which was odd given the storm that had trapped him. He decided to look out the window near the bathroom and to his surprise there was no more snowfall, just a thick white shiny layer left from the storm. He tried opening the door and to his surprise, the tree he thought had fallen in front of the door had shifted enough for him to squeeze his thick frame out.
The storm had passed, and he could go home. But did he want to?
He looked over at the table that was covered in his six separate meals. While considering going home to his old life, his family, and his friends he knew that he would be unrecognizable to them. They would be curious about what truly happened to him and how he managed to put on so much weight while being trapped in such a strong snowstorm. He walked over to the table and started eating his breakfast. He wanted to think about what he was going to do. As he was eating, he felt an unfamiliar sensation. His belly started to swell and bloat. It wasn’t painful, but an odd sensation. He hurriedly walked to the mirror to see what was going on. His body had fully transformed overnight. He no longer had an outline
of abs, but a full flagged belly. His pecs had turned into round fat sacks resting on his new profound gut. His ass had completely engulfed his underwear. He even developed a double chin. He was completely turning into a fat man without much he was eating, and he loved it. He moved the table to in front of the sofa and continued to eat as much as possible, even eating some meals in advance. When he was finished and couldn’t eat anymore, he stood up.
He heard a crack on the floorboard. When he looked down, he saw a light coming from beneath. He got on his hands and knees to peer through the crack and saw a room fully lit up. He grabbed an empty plate and started to rip the floorboards up with it. When he finally had broken through, he noticed there were steps near where the hole was. He climbed into the room and looked around. There were tubes and wires coming out of the walls, and a big metal chair in the middle of the room. He walked up to the chair and noticed a tube near the neck of the chair. There were two notes, one on the chair and one on the tube.
Sit on me.
Put me in your mouth.
He had listened to the notes so far, so why would he not listen to these? He put the tube in his mouth and sat on the chair, his love handles touching each side. He rested his chunky arms on the armrests. Suddenly metal restraints wrapped around his writs, ankles, and torso. As he squirmed, a thick white liquid seeped from the tube and into his mouth. It was sweet, like the drink he had been drinking throughout his time in the cabin. He swallowed as more poured in, filling his already full belly with thick creamy liquid. His stomach started to ache as he squirmed, but the sensation felt so great. He looked down as his belly started to dig into the metal restraint. He was filling up quickly and loved the feeling. He stopped fighting as more liquid filled inside of him, making him fatter. Suddenly, just as quickly as it had started, it stopped. The liquid stopped pouring from the tube and became a slight trickle from what was left behind. And the restrains unclasped from around his body parts.
As he arose, he felt the immense weight from his belly pull him forward. He leaned against the wall for support with one arm, and the other holding his fully fed belly. He slowly crawled out of the hole back into the cabin, barely making it out before he fell to the floor on his back, rubbing his belly. He held himself like this for what felt like an hour before he got up and walked to the mirror. The mirror displayed what he had become. Fully fledged in fat. His belly was starting to hang. His once ripped arms covered in a thick layer of fat. This ass and thighs full and thick. This body had completely changed within his less than three weeks stay at this cabin. While admiring himself he noticed something in the corner of his eye.
The dresser seemed to be slightly ajar. When he waddled over to it and looked inside there was a completely new wardrobe with size 5XL clothing and a note inside reading...
Welcome to your new home fatty.
How to become massive
This will be a quick overview over how to become massive. This will be a rather scientific approach on how to increase white adipose tissue growth (i.e., fat gain), slow down metabolism and decrease muscle gain.
The 10 commandments:
1. Have a high-carb and low-protein breakfast. This will keep you hungry during the day.
2. Don't have breakfast within the first hour after waking, so your body will be more likely to store energy in the form of fat.
3. Try to build the majority of your diet on carbs. Carbs are highly likely to turn into fat, while proteins and fats are less likely. This is because they trigger a different hormonal response
4. Don't consume too much garlic, caffeine, green tea and spinach, since they contain nutrients that will increase fat burn
5. Fruits are fine, they can actually help you gain weight because of insoline spikes
6. Rest 15-30 minutes before eating. This is so your muscle cells close and don't absorb/burn much of the energy
7. Don't shower or bathe cold, don't swim regularly and put on warm clothes during winter. Cold exposure not only burns a lot of calories, your body will actually form brown fat tissue, which is a kind of fat designed to burn fat for warmth
8. Dig into dairy products and white grains (e.g., wheat-products) for an increase in fat gain
9. Have 2-3 high-calorie meals during the day and add snacks in-between as you wish.
10. Sweetness is your friend, no matter if sugar or artificial sweeteners
Following these 10 commandments will make it almost impossible to not gain weight. Combine this with a lot of stuffing and a high caloric excess (e.g., eating 5000+ calories per day) and you will presumably be putting on several pounds per week.
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But the things that make you unique and special are our toppings. Be it sprinkles, chocolate chips or even nuts.. Lol
But people get embarrassed about their own toppings.
Flaunt them bitches. You are the best you, that you can ever be. Be weird, be fat, be smol, be sassy, be you. And you will be beautiful.
Just a friendly reminder from your favorite big Boi!!
Love ya!!
Blowing Up Your Fatboy: Gainer Shake Basics
So I know you have your opinions about gainer shakes: what’s best, what’s healthy, what’s stupid, what’s toxic… And yet for all that supposed information, there’s probably at least as much confusion. From decades of bodybuilding and fattening guys, here’s what I’ve discovered about gainer shakes and using them to put over 150 pounds on my fatboy since we got together a few years ago. (And all that blubber looks amazing on his 5'6" frame.)
Guys who’ve followed what I’ve outlined here (both quantity and frequency) have gained 15-20 pounds in a month. In one case, 10lbs in a week for several weeks when combined with an already high-calorie diet.
4 Pillars of a Gainer Shake Whatever the recipe and no matter the goal, all gainer shakes are built from four main components:
a calorie source (heavy cream, peanut butter, etc.)
an insulin trigger (maltodextrin, dextrose, glucose, table sugar, etc.)
a flavor component (cocoa, Quik, fruit, juice, ice cream, etc.)
a texturizer (ice, xanthan gum, milk, soluble fiber, lecithin, egg yolk, etc.)
If your gainer shake tastes terrible, doesn’t give the desired results, or gives your fatboy diarrhea, it’s because you don’t have the right balance of the four components above.
All-Purpose Gainer Mix Use this unflavored mixture to pour over cereal or fresh fruit. You can also use it to revive stale cake, stale hard cookies, stale hard bread, stale cooked rice. Just pour it over the day-old food and put it in the microwave for about 30-60 sec.
A pint (=2 cups, =16 fl oz, =500ml) of “heavy whipping cream” (=“whipping cream” in the UK, =about 30-40% milk fat).
Half cup (=4 fl oz, =120ml) of maltodextrin (available cheaply online)
This mixes easily with a spoon and has a sweet, creamy texture.
Gainer Shake Variation To the recipe above, add
0-1 cups (0-250ml) of milk to thin the mixture to a desired consistency.
Add flavorings such as
Nestle’s Quik, or
fruit, or
ice cream
Blend well.
If you can’t tolerate dairy, use non-dairy creamer and half as much maltodextrin (or else it’ll be insufferably sweet). If that doesn’t please, see the Pudding recipe below.
Pudding or Dip Variation Feed this pudding variation to your growing fatboy as is, or have him use it as a dip for cookies, apple slices, bananas, or a bland cracker.
A cup (=8 fl oz, =250ml) of “natural” peanut butter (just peanuts and salt). You can use bad commercial peanut butter, but it’ll be hard to incorporate the maltodextrin, and it won’t taste as good. To make any peanut butter more pliable, microwave it for 15-30 sec.
Half cup (=4 fl oz, =120ml) maltodextrin (available cheaply online)
You can substitute any nut butter you wish for peanut butter. Peanut butter is the most common of nut butters, but almond butter or especially macadamia nut butter are even more fattening. All you need to make a nut butter is some nuts, some salt, and a grinder.
Frequency & Variety Gaining is much more about consistency than about quantity. Blowing up your fatboy necessitates at least one serving of any of these every day. Now think that through: He’s gonna eat one of these at least 30, maybe even 60 times in a month, so you need to keep the flavor and textures varied. Even if he tells you he loves one particular recipe and wants it every day, strongly urge him once in a while to try another flavor, texture or variant. He’ll say he doesn’t like it as well, but that’s perfect. He can go back to his favorite the next time with renewed enthusiasm. The alternative is that he eats his favorite every day until he’s sick to death of it, and then you can’t feed him anything like it for at least a month.
A Word About Maltodextrin Maltodextrin is a common additive in packaged foods around the world. It’s not expensive; it’s not exotic. Maltodextrin is the most efficient substance to trigger an insulin spike in your fatboy. Now whenever you say “insulin” to a gainer, he hears “diabetes.” (You can look forward to my writing a future blog entry on diabetes and gaining). Your fatboy is not crazy for making that association, but it might help to know that bodybuilders also use maltodextrin to help them build muscle. Maltodextrin used to be very popular in bodybuilding circles when high-carb diets were in vogue because the substance enters the blood stream twice as fast as ordinary sugar. This makes it the most effective way to shunt calories into the fat cells. (In bodybuilding, it was used by “hard gainers” as a post-workout drink combined with high amounts of protein.)
Maltodextrin spikes Insulin, which unlocks muscle or fat cells to allow nutrients to enter. Whether the insulin unlocks muscle or fat cells is a long explanation and not fully understood in nutritional science. (Also there is no evidence that a particular diet–much less a particular nutrient–will give someone diabetes). However, the bottom line for fattening your guy is that you want something to push all those calories into his fat cells like a tsunami, not like a trickle.
Maltodextrin is available online quite cheaply in almost every country. A inexpensive source I’ve found is My Spice Sage. If you’re considering dextrose, which is more easily available in health food stores that cater to bodybuilders, keep in mind that the osmotic pressure of maltodextrin is less than that of dextrose, which means less bloat and discomfort.
Butter & Oils Cooking oils taste horrible and will run through your gainer’s digestive tract like a freight train (if he doesn’t just vomit). Yes, you can use only small amounts, which sort of defeats the point, or you have to have at least twice as much fiber and starch to prevent the diarrhea. Butter isn’t too bad, but it won’t emulsify well (you’ll get little granules of fat), and why not just use cream. The fat in cream is butter.
Now, a far better use of butter or olive oil would be as a roux with rice (Creole style) or as a sauce with sautéed garlic over pasta (northern Italian style).
Weight Gain Powder Weight gain powders are expensive and inefficient. I know they say “weight gain” on the label, but they don’t mean “fat gain.” I don’t even recommend 90% of the ones on the market to bodybuilders. They’re usually mostly sugar (dextrose) and some cheap or low-quality protein such as casein, soy, or a hydrolized mystery protein. For that, you’ll pay more than you would for the same calories in regular food. Weight gainers do boast a lot of calories but check out the serving size. Usually you have to drink a cement mixer full of the stuff. Sure, weight-gain powder and gainers seem to go together like truckers and beer. But using weight-gainers as a calorie source is like using beer in your truck as a fuel source. In my opinion, weight gain powders have no uses for gainers, and I only recommend a select few for encouragers trying to put on muscle mass for bodybuilding.
Cake Shakes Well, here you’re on your own. If you’re drinking a shake for calories, a shake made with cake mix is a poor choice. Yes, it’s got loads of calories, but again we must consider the volume. A cup of heavy cream has 800 calories. A cup of peanut butter has 1600 calories. A cup of cake shake has probably 400 calories.
The only use of a cake shake is if you’re more concerned with bloat than calories. Many gainers love feeling like they just eaten an entire brick yard. If that’s your aim, then you can’t beat the cake shake. And sure, it’s got a lot of calories too. Again, I prefer other foods and feeding techniques for really taking a guy to capacity in a feeding scene.
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How to become massive
This will be a quick overview over how to become massive. This will be a rather scientific approach on how to increase white adipose tissue growth (i.e., fat gain), slow down metabolism and decrease muscle gain.
The 10 commandments:
1. Have a high-carb and low-protein breakfast. This will keep you hungry during the day.
2. Don't have breakfast within the first hour after waking, so your body will be more likely to store energy in the form of fat.
3. Try to build the majority of your diet on carbs. Carbs are highly likely to turn into fat, while proteins and fats are less likely. This is because they trigger a different hormonal response
4. Don't consume too much garlic, caffeine, green tea and spinach, since they contain nutrients that will increase fat burn
5. Fruits are fine, they can actually help you gain weight because of insoline spikes
6. Rest 15-30 minutes before eating. This is so your muscle cells close and don't absorb/burn much of the energy
7. Don't shower or bathe cold, don't swim regularly and put on warm clothes during winter. Cold exposure not only burns a lot of calories, your body will actually form brown fat tissue, which is a kind of fat designed to burn fat for warmth
8. Dig into dairy products and white grains (e.g., wheat-products) for an increase in fat gain
9. Have 2-3 high-calorie meals during the day and add snacks in-between as you wish.
10. Sweetness is your friend, no matter if sugar or artificial sweeteners
Following these 10 commandments will make it almost impossible to not gain weight. Combine this with a lot of stuffing and a high caloric excess (e.g., eating 5000+ calories per day) and you will presumably be putting on several pounds per week.
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Bitttchhh the last time I reblogged some bullshit like this I booked a 2k 30minute shoot lmao
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.
sorry I can’t not reblog it 😩
Cant risk it
Reblog if you're not fat enough yet