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Coach Daniels thought it was a harmless joke when he made the bet at the beginning of the football season.

Standing in front of the team during summer practice, he announced that for every game the team won, he would gain five pounds. Then, trying to motivate them in the classroom as well, he added another condition: for every class in which a player earned an A, he would add another five pounds. The players laughed, assuming there was no way either goal would make much difference. Coach himself was already a big man, broad-shouldered and carrying a noticeable belly from years of enjoying team dinners and post-game celebrations. He figured the challenge might cost him ten or fifteen pounds by the end of the season.

He was wrong.

The team started winning.

Then they kept winning.

At the same time, grades across the roster began improving dramatically. Players who had never cared much about academics suddenly spent their free periods studying. Tutors were booked solid. The library became crowded with football players reviewing notes and helping each other prepare for tests. Whenever a player earned an A, the news spread through the locker room faster than game results.

"That's another five pounds for Coach!"

The chant became a tradition.

Every Friday, the players would gather around a whiteboard in the locker room where someone kept track of the total. As the victories and report cards piled up, the number climbed higher and higher. Coach tried laughing it off at first, but the players took the challenge seriously. Some joked that they weren't just competing for championships anymore—they were competing to make Coach as big as possible.

By midseason, the changes were becoming obvious.

Coach's polo shirts stretched tighter across his middle. His belt needed new holes. During practice, he found himself sitting more often instead of pacing the sidelines. The players noticed every pound and celebrated each one.

"Coach, that shirt fit a lot better in August."

"Need help getting through the doorway, Coach?"

"Just wait until report cards come out!"

Coach would roll his eyes and pretend to be annoyed, but secretly he admired their dedication. For the first time in years, the entire team was excelling both on the field and in the classroom.

The season reached its climax with the team entering the playoffs undefeated. By then, Coach had gained far more weight than he ever expected. Team banquets, victory dinners, and the terms of his own bet had all contributed to his expanding waistline. The whiteboard calculation had become almost unbelievable.

Every win.

Every A.

Every achievement.

Five more pounds.

When championship day finally arrived, the stadium crowd noticed the difference immediately.

Coach Daniels emerged from the tunnel, breathing heavily as he made his way toward the field. His players watched with grins as he adjusted his whistle and slowly crossed the sideline. The walk that once took seconds now left him huffing and puffing. His face was flushed from the effort, and his shirt strained noticeably as he inhaled deeply.

The players erupted into applause.

"That's our coach!"

Coach shook his head and laughed despite being out of breath.

"You boys better win this game," he called out. "Because if you do, I'm going to need an even bigger wardrobe."

The team roared with laughter.

As they ran onto the field, they knew the season had become about more than football. The strange bet had united the team in a way nobody expected. Players pushed each other to succeed in class. Teammates helped struggling students after practice. Victories were celebrated not only because of the scoreboard, but because they represented everyone's effort.

And standing on the sideline, catching his breath while watching his team prepare for the biggest game of the year, Coach Daniels couldn't help smiling. He might have lost the bet spectacularly, but seeing his players succeed made every pound worth it.

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Anyone else ready for some fridge sized fun?

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How to ruin yourself masterpost

A little disclaimer: This is just a fantasy post made "purely" for entertainment. I do not recommend doing this IRL… or do I? Don't care :D

By "ruined," I mean gaining a ton of weight, losing all your fitness, dropping braincells, and turning your entire life into a nonstop hedonistic binge.

Minimize Movement: Don't move a muscle unless you absolutely have to. Set up your life so you never leave the bed if possible - switch to online classes, work remotely, or better yet, find a feeder to bring you food and handle all the boring adult stuff. Move your bed right next to the door or bathroom to cut down on those pesky steps. Rule of thumb - fewer steps mean more flab. This'll cause you to lose muscle mass and strength super quick, so you'll get exhausted from the tiniest activity and spend even more time lounging around, packing on the pounds like the lazy sow you aspire to be.

Track Your Calories: Count those calories, but make it brain-dead easy - no thinking required. Download an app that lets you just select your food and it counts everything up. Set your goal to double your current weight in three years - the app will tell you exactly how many calories to shove in daily. Bonus if you've got a feeder doing it for you. If you miss your daily quota? No cumming the next day, or double up on the eats. That'll turn you into a calorie-obsessed piglet who lives for that stuffed feeling.

Always Be Snacking: Keep snacks on you at all times - bags of chips, candy, energy drinks, or shakes. The second you're not eating a main meal, start munching. Aim for a perpetually full stomach. Pro tip for the extreme pervs: Hold off eating until afternoon so your body thinks it's starving and hoards more fat. Or gorge late at night when your metabolism is the slowest.

Guzzle Sugary Drinks: Chug high-calorie liquids nonstop - sodas, milkshakes, energy drinks, whatever packs the most empty calories without effort. Keep a stash by your bed and sip constantly - it'll bloat you up, spike your sugar addiction, and make you even lazier since you don't have to chew. Why bother with solid food when you can slurp your way to obesity?

Eat Unhealthily: Yeah, it's cliché, but feedees should live on fast food - burgers, pizza, fries every damn day. It's insanely addictive - once your body craves that greasy hit nightly, the pounds will pile on like nothing. You're not a health nut - you're a junk-food junkie.

Smoke Weed: Light up that green! If smoking's not your vibe, go for a weed pen or edibles. This stuff makes you dumber, hungrier, and hornier - tailor-made for perverted pigs like you. Don't even get me started on building a dependency - it'll have you munching mindlessly while your brain turns to mush.

Ignore Your Health and Body Signals: Tune out any pain, fatigue, or doctor's warnings - those are just your body whining about the fun we're having. Push past fullness, ignore heartburn. Focus on the instant pleasure of indulgence - long-term consequences? Who cares when you're living the hedonistic dream? Keep going until you're a wheezing, waddling mess - adorable!

Link Sex with Eating: Wire your brain to associate sexual pleasure with stuffing your face. Every feedee I know who gets wet/hard just from food, is enormous - why? Eating turns them on, leading to more edging and more eating in a vicious, delicious cycle. Achieve this by edging or pleasuring yourself every time you eat, and never edge without food nearby. It's a total mindfuck, but perfect for turning you into a food-obsessed fuckpig who can't tell the difference between hunger and horniness.

Build a Food Addiction: Link eating to every emotion - not just sex. Bored? Stuff it down with a burger. Sad? Ice cream binge. Happy? Celebrate with cake. Angry? Eat fries to calm down. Make food your go-to for everything, so when life hits hard (like a breakup), your first instinct is to gorge - and get ridiculously aroused in the process.

Watch Tons of Porn: Dive deep into porn, especially feedism stuff on Tumblr, Twitter, DA, or wherever. Consume and interact with the kink constantly to normalize obese bodies in your brain. You want to reach the point where gaining for fetish feels totally normal. Plus, porn's more addictive than heroin - spend your days jerking off instead of exercising or thinking straight. Waste away into a porn-addicted blob.

Only Edge: No full orgasms for lazy pigs who can still get out of bed - you haven't earned it! Seriously though, edging is insanely pleasurable, prolongs the fun, and builds addiction. It also prevents that post-nut clarity where you might regret your life choices. I edge all day and finish late at night - your goal is waking up horny and needing that dopamine hit from touching yourself first thing. Bonus: Gooning - sexualize your own addiction to porn and edging until you're a drooling mess.

Follow Softcore on Your Normie Socials: On your regular social media, start following softcore porn, mukbangs, plus-size models, or ideally plus-size porn stars. It'll trigger more edging while normalizing obesity and gaining. Soon, scrolling Instagram will make you crave calories.

Experiment with Hypnosis or Audio Files: Dive into weight gain hypno audios or files designed for this kink. Listen daily to reprogram your mind into craving expansion, laziness, and submission. It'll amplify the mental conditioning, making you dumber and more obedient to your urges.

Get Dumber: I adore bimboification, but this isn't just my kink - being stupider is great for gainers! Someone who doesn't think, plan, or question gets fattened way past their limits easily. Flunk out of school, forget responsibilities. Focus only on food, weed, porn, sex, or your phone screen. If a thought strays from gaining? Shut it down. Plan nothing but your next meal.

Create Rituals: Build daily habits, like weighing yourself just for the thrill of seeing the numbers climb, or snapping progress pics for the community. Make stuffing sessions sacred events with specific snacks and porn. These rituals reinforce the hedonism, turning gaining into a worshipful routine.

Join the Community: Nothing motivates a gainer like hundereds of anonymous profiles urging you to get fatter. Believe it or not, the internet's full of pervs cheering on your self-destruction - some even pay for it! Start an OnlyFans, Fansly, or whatever, and monetize your body. Ideally, let it replace your job.

Corrupt Others: Spread the kink! Talking to someone unsure about gaining? Tell them how amazing it feels and push them to start. Friend scared of hitting 300 lbs? Shove 'em over the edge. Buddy worried his girlfriend won't gain? Assure him she secretly wants it. The more people you drag into this with you, the better you'll feel - misery loves company.

Cut Off Non-Supporters: Family, friends, partners who don't cheer your gaining? Ditch 'em. The internet has thousands who'd love to chat, adore you, and encourage your immobility. If they truly cared, they'd support your piggy path - you know it. Surround yourself with enablers only.

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Had to repost this for my sexy fatty piggy 🐷 gainers out there

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It's a good recipe for piggies!!

Try it, please

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Couldn't agree more. If you ever feel lost piggies, look back to this for guidance.

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A lord of the realm

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Get Fat NOW

If you are a part of this community and you look around and think you'd like to gain weight, or fatten someone else, or gain as a couple - don't wait on it. Don't think you can do it after you get in a new house, or a different job or even meeting the right person. Do it for your own enjoyment and do it now. It will give you more time to be fat later. I wish I had gotten serious about gaining years ago.