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SKINNY guy brings thirsty CHUB his Canada Dry
What a lard-covered life
Fatboy staying in bed all day like it’s his job.
Audio ON! “Yeaaaahh” Daddy’s chair working hard…
At 200 pounds, I said no one would notice the extra weight. My baggy clothes are now just very snug.
At 230 pounds, I said no one would notice the larger clothes I’d had to buy. Just one or a couple of sizes up- hardly a big deal… yet.
At 260 pounds, I said most people put on weight as time goes by anyway- and everyone has a slight waddle… don’t they?
At 280 pounds, I said my belt was getting old anyway. I’d started on the lowest hole but now I couldn’t reach the highest. Well when things need replacing…
At 300 pounds, I said clothes weren’t made like they used to be. Buttons break and seams burst far too easily. Time for some more new ones- just a few sizes up to be sure on this occasion.
At 330 pounds, I said rolling was actually a better way to get out of bed anyway. Why struggle to sit up when you can use your natural shape to help?
At 360 pounds, I said they really out to redesign door frames. They barely allow one person through nowadays, let alone two people passing by each other.
At 380 pounds, I said many people work from home and lots enjoy working in bed too. Why not after all? Much easier. No need for clothes either this way- saves money.
At 400 pounds, I said lots of people get a cleaner… and their partner does all the shopping… and earns all the money… why work anyway when they want to support you instead, urge you to relax instead? I could do with a few days doing nothing in bed. I’ll get up eventually.
At 450 pounds, I said it’s easy to allow a few days to become a few months… and why not when I’m told I look good like this. I might stay here just a few days more then I’ll get up and do something… probably.
At 500 pounds, I said that a few days had become a few months again- how did that happen? And yet it did. I said I’d do a bit of exercise soon.
At 550 pounds, I said so what if I can’t get up anymore? You can exercise laying down… and I said I’d start soon. Probably.
At 630 pounds, I said I may as well not bother thinking about when I’ll start some form of sedentary exercise as I can’t move much now anyway. I said yes, a crane would be good for when I need to be washed as rolling over is getting too tough, even when my partner heaves and puffs in their attempt to help.
At 700 pounds, I said it was wise of my partner to purchase a new bed last week. They read my mind- and saw my flesh overhang on both sides of it. Very proactive. Forget the pro-, I can’t even do the last bit, let alone make it pro!
At 750 pounds, I said it’s not unusual for people in certain groups to never see their feet. There are many reasons this occurs. I just can’t think of any right now but there are bound to be other reasons for it.
At 800 pounds, I said that yes, a funnel might help. They were right. It did. I didn’t even have to hold any food. The feeding tube did that for me. I said yes, I suppose getting an automatic one would save time and effort on their part.
At 840 pounds, I said I thought continuous feeding from the machine might be the next logical step, yes. I said it did solve the problem of remembering to check the machine as on a constant setting, except through the night, it needed a regular timed refill which was easier to remember. And that was indeed the last thing I said… out loud… for a tube in your mouth makes it hard to socialise.
At 870 pounds, I don’t even have to move a muscle now. The machine feeds me, the crane lifts me, my partner washes me… I just lay back and go with whatever is happening around me… and inside me.
At 900 pounds, I thought that increasing the machine speed might get done getting used to… but it became normal quite soon- as did the second and third rate increases. I thought it was good my partner aren’t enough to cover the costs.
At 950 pounds, I thought I couldn’t possibly get even bigger. Surely there’s a limit?
At 1000 pounds, I realised I was wrong. There appears to be no limit… or so my partner tells me and my body shows me… roll on the next milestone… it’ll be the only thing rolling. I haven’t even managed a slight twist for a year now…
Stuffing me with donuts and I can’t keep my hands off myself as I feel the weight gain in real time🥵
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Fat fucks feeding eachother and growing fatter together
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i like that bunny
It might be furry, but this is an incredible set of pics. I totally want a relationship like that!
I’ve reblogged this like 3 times but its just that hot.
I have always thought furries to be just comical or an aspect of fantasy that was just beyond my serious appreciation but this sequence is amazingly sexy and so erotically convincing. Please continue the story. I love this!
This comic has always spoken to me. I want this kind of relationship. So I guess I am looking for someone to be my raccoon!
There's nothing hotter than a fit jock wanting to grow an obese pig even bigger. I wear my old rugby uniform while eating too really show off how much of a pig i have become. My feeder funnel feeds me McDonald's shakes and feeds me bags of McDonald's while exploring all my new fresh fat. 😈🐷 Full video at Patreon.com/gutgrowing 🐽
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When a feeder takes an active approach to fattening up his hog🐷
That last one was a strong imprint on me early on in my gaining history
Yummy i Love this big boy 😍😍😍😍😍
Man I wish I was able to worship this belly
I was recently reflecting on my early days of searching the Internet, curious of what was out there and finding pictures of Chubby Mikey and thinking how amazing it would be to be his size one day…
Need a man to feed me and whisper into my ear, “I don’t want you to walk”😈
What a life
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Here is the well-documented weight gain of this Canadian exjock. He lsot almost 50 pounds in the first half of 2024, then gained 85 in the second half. Then, he was quite silent during 2025, and came back January 1st 2026 at 310 lbs with the determination to lose weight. It went so successfully that he had to restart the journey at 317 lbs in February. He has actually lost some weight since.
Now double it😈
Little Immobility Musing
**WARNING, this post contains fetish content to do with wg and immobility, if that's not your cup of tea, kindly move on**
I was asked to do some musing/writing for someone, and I figured I'd post it here! Enjoy!
You'd never have to leave the house my little piggy, I'd have a bed with a feeding trough for you (mostly for decoration, really want to make the piggy feel at home) and a little corner, it'd be all set up so you'd never have to move an inch. Waterproof blankets, a mountain of pillows, and a funnel setup embedded into the wall. Like a hamster cage, it'd have a spout right next to your fat piggy mouth. I'd have to go to work, but I'd always come home with enough food to feed a small village for weeks, though you know it'd all be gone by the end of the day. I'd prepare sweets, fatty meals, the funnel would be full of weight gain shakes and protein drinks full of fat. After getting all settled in, while you whine like a fatass pig and start oinking, I'd come over and just shove food in your face, barely giving you time to chew before stuffing your face more and more. I'd only give you a break to breathe and burp out from all the sugary and unhealthy food you eat. For hours and hours I'd stuff you full, watching your slobby belly grow, folds becoming deeper and more pronounced, with new folds appearing all over. Then, I'd make you try to get up and walk to take a shower, delighting in watching it get more and more difficult as the days go on. Eventually I'd just have to start wiping or hosing you down, your fat legs buried under the massive blob of fat you call a belly. But don't worry piggy, I'd make sure you always have a snack going in your mouth. You'd be constantly growing so it'd be gradual, but the effects would be noticeable. I'd have to get bigger blankets and towels... the floorboards start to creak, more rolls grow, you start getting out of breath easier, and your appetite grows immensely. Finally, I'd reach my goal, you could try to stand up but your chunky legs can't possibly support the massive weight of the rest of your body. You've truly become a trophy, growing bigger and bigger, you're finally... immobile You can't walk, you're helpless, eating out of a funnel constantly unless I'm personally shoving food into you, what previously would stuff you full becomes a light snack. You're truly insatiable, and you love every second of it. All of the labored breathing, the folds, the aching body, the constant need for tummy rubs, and the hunger. the endless hunger. All of it delights you more than anything.
you are truly living your perfect life.
Feeders can be so helpful
Fried food feast: hottest binge yet ⬆️
That last one was a strong imprint on me early on in my gaining history
Yummy i Love this big boy 😍😍😍😍😍
Man I wish I was able to worship this belly
I was recently reflecting on my early days of searching the Internet, curious of what was out there and finding pictures of Chubby Mikey and thinking how amazing it would be to be his size one day…