Hope everyone out there is staying cool! Throwing together a directory of my writing from the first half of this year to keep things organized and hopefully help anyone find anything they might've missed. More ramblings and writing-related stuff under the cut!
Longer Stories
Eating Himself Out of Office ((SS)BHM WG): A heavy guy gets a lot heavier when he gets an office job; the third part has him gain to immobility. Posted in a first, second, and third part. [13k words]
Checkup (POV, Healthplay, Teasing): A gainer and their feeder attend a doctor's appointment together. [1k words]
Pet-Sitting (SSBHM, Pet Play): A woman stops in to feed and check on her friend's very, very fat pet guy. [1.5k words]
Reframing the Problem (BHM, Stuckage): A gainer trying to escape his own waning mobility doesn't get very far. [1k words]
Caloriemaxxing (BHM, Teasing): A gainer takes some time to consider his choices on a grocery shopping trip with his feeder. [1k words]
These and more of my longer writings are also on my DeviantArt!
Shorts
Under 500 words, usually second-person/POV narrative with a gently teasing tone:
New Year, New You: Start those new, fat habits January 1st!
Eat Your Hesitation Away: Don't think, just take another bite.
The Squeeze: Moments when you really feel how big you are.
Blameless: It's definitely not your fault you're getting this fat.
Sizing Up: You've gotten a little big for your clothes... again.
Hungry: A long-forgotten sensation at your size.
Gone: What have you lost with all this weight you've gained?
Too Big: You're never really to big (for me).
Funnel-Fed: The sensations of efficient calorie consumption.
Enjoy! I'm always eager to hear you've enjoyed something :)
There's more nerdy/processy, rambling stuff below.
Seriously, there's about to be a bar chart.
Turn back now if you just want the good stuff that's fun and hot to read.
Okay! Only a third of what I've written this year ended up posted out there to be read. There's a lot of stuff in that gap. Many ideas just don't pan out in a way that I like, or I often lose interest after I'm a few thousand words into something. Some of the written+unposted stuff is my portion of writing I've done between myself and a partner, or something I wrote that ended up feeling very personalized to/for someone and ultimately shared only with that person (occasionally as anonymous inbox asks, who can say).
Still, I've written nearly 100k words so far this year. Neat!
Mostly for my own edification:
At the end of 2025, I cut off the long tail of "in-progress" drafts that I was hanging on to and started tracking things a little to see when I was truly getting stuck vs. writing a decent amount. The original eagerness that comes with a new idea can be fleeting and it's equally difficult to scrap an idea that I'm not progressing on. If I don't actually add to a draft for two months, I now shift any progress into a continuously-appended yearly ideas/brainstorming doc to free up the list of what I'm actively drafting. I think that helped me a lot, but that's a vibes-based assessment until I've got more data to decide what's working for me.
It's hard to write longer stuff! Writing for kink in a way that feels authentic to what I'm excited to write and maybe feels like something anyone else would like to read takes a lot of confidence for me and it really means the world when someone tells me they enjoyed (themselves) reading something I wrote. (I do tell myself that) I'm not posting for the external validation, but I think readers may not know how nice of a surprise it is to have someone go out of their way and say "I read this and really liked it!" If you enjoy reading something someone wrote, you'll make their day by telling them :)
Posting the shorts/POV-type snippets on tumblr has helped me reframe some of those cases where my "idea" is really just one hot scene or line or detail and I can flesh that out into something that still feels like my style (and slightly boost my confidence because those get waves of reblogs lol).
Putting out a multi-part story in June was a real highlight, it's been a while since I was so captivated by the premise that I mostly pushed everything aside to see it through and put it out to be read quickly.
I currently have six things I'm "actively" writing: one with a few thousand words written (probably multi-part); two with a few hundred words that I'm in the early stages with (one fandom wg story which is new for me; one dipping into a dynamic/kink within feedism that's new to me); and three that are in the brainstorm/outlining stage.
Why am I going on about all of this? Sometimes I need to validate for myself that I'm pretty decent at writing like this and it's okay for me to nerd out. I've been doing this for a bit, I'm trying to put myself out there in the community a bit more, and if you're someone who is/is thinking about writing for your kink, give it a shot!
I really love writing feedism. I like sharing my writing because there are very kind people out there into the same things I am, and I want them to have (good? hopefully?) things to read that validates what excites them.
All of that to say thank you for reading and I hope to give you all much, much more to read and enjoy in the months to come :)
There are like, 5 (ok 6) universal truths I have learned as an ffa/feedist over the years:
Throw other ppls opinions in the garbage//also no one cares if you date very fat ppl and if they do care they probably don’t deserve to be in your life
There are so many cool hot fat ppl in the world. Don’t settle for that one really hot really fat dude who has shitty politics and hates women. There are lots of really hot fat dudes who have good politics and are committed to unpacking misogyny (don’t let dudes treat you like shit just because they weigh 600 lbs @@@@@@ me all through my 20’s)
Find really good friends who are also feedists because they are the ones who truly know what’s up
Be comfortable being alone and being by yourself. Finding partners who are into this kink and share your interests is really fucking hard and rare but worth it. But in order to get here ya gotta be real good with being by yourself and at peace with yourself
Unlearn anti fat bias but also (!!!) don’t let the mainstream, pearl clutching, morality obsessed fat lib movement make you feel like you are broken for being a feedist
Being a feedist is cool as fuck. It’s even cooler when you live it out in person. Keep going, enjoy the fuckin ride
When you’re struggling with yet another shirt that has given up its struggle to contain your thickening middle and I give you a squeeze and say, “There’s just more of you to love,” I mean it.
I love watching buttons stretch and strain over your expanding frame, proof you continue to grow. When yet another fastening gives way and your belly surges forward to spread your thighs apart, I’m reminded of how much softer and wider you are now than when we first met. I think of tracing all those bright new stretch marks gently with my nails, my fingers finding their way around folds of flesh that weren’t there last month.
The jeans you wore on our first date don’t fit anymore. You can’t even pull them up over your widening thighs although the last time you tried, I couldn’t help but grab your ass and sigh as my hands sunk deep into all that new fat.
You eat more now - more often, more plates, more calories - and then there’s even more of you to love.
More weight to press down on me.
More flab to fondle.
More soft, sweet dough to nibble and knead.
My thighs have to spread even wider to straddle the expanse of you and your belly rises up brush against me even when you’re flat on your back. More cushion for the ride, at they say.
The best part is, we both know there will be even more of you soon.
The very best boys are the ones who work so hard every day to be strong, assertive, confident, outgoing; they do what they should and carry their loads, help and protect and act.
But when they get home, they put it down, leave it entirely on the doorstep. They melt into your arms and bury their heads in your care. They want nothing but to be coddled and fed and loved. They can be silly and vacant and indulged, and they are astonished every moment of their lives that you let them be this. They give themselves over to you in complete trust.
At the end of the night, when they've been kissed and praised, fed to bursting, and pleasured to exhaustion, they will just look up at you with adoration. They have to be everything when they are in the world, but with you, they only have to be yours. Nothing else matters.
It is weird being a feeder and none of your friends knowing. I just got back from the movies with one of my friends who has one of the sexiest bellies I’ve encountered irl. Some of his unconscious mannerisms were really turning me on.
God, recently the only thing I've been craving is to take a feedee and viciously stuff and use them for a month straight. No outside, no other people. They are stuck inside with only me and the food I bring them. Relentlessly stuff them all day. Wake them every 4ish hours throughout the night. Leave them an overstuffed mess and helpless plaything in a constant state of being too stuffed to move or breath comfortably. Humiliate them at every turn as I watch them struggle to even walk to the couch. I really want to know how much weight I can force onto someone in a constant month of this so bad...
Just because you're a fat guy, that doesn't mean we need to engage in any kind of conversation with you. As a woman (and human) I can simply choose to NOT TO!! That doesn't mean I'm an awful bitch or someone that's used to ghosting people. I'm sorry but, probably, you're not as interesting as you think you are.
Toxic behaviour is toxic even if it comes from minorities, you're not allowed to say whatever you want and act however you like just because you're fat, or gay, or anything that doesn't fall under the "white cis male" category.
Please be AN ADULT about it and understand that WE DONT OWE YOU SHIT!!
sorry i got distracted while you were talking your shirt rode up a little bit and i saw a bit of your tummy and got so horny half of my brain shut down. what were we talking about
One of my favorite things about someone getting fatter is having to adjust how you fuck them.
Sure a 100 pounds ago hell maybe even just 50 pounds they could still hold up their own legs while you fucked them, but now it’s near impossible for them since each leg weighs almost as much as a average built person.
When giving them head you used to be able to reach more of them but with how fat they’ve gotten you find yourself burying your face even deeper into them suffocating yourself against them just in any attempt to get even the slightest taste of them.
Them riding on top is a workout all on its own, once they get on top the way you can already feel their heavy breathing just feeling the way their belly heaves up and down against your chest, you know that even when you’re pinned underneath them like this they don’t have the stamina to fuck themselves like they used to, so try as you will you somehow still have to thrust up into them.
It’s so hot that they’ve become so fat that one of the few things they can still do which is be fucked has even now become a struggle for them, but even with the struggle you and I both know they wouldn’t change a single thing about it, as long as they’re still getting fucked like the fat fleshlight they are they’re going to enjoy every second of it.
I love watching people out grow their clothes. It’s the sexiest thing someone can do. Watching them gorge themselves until their shirts can no longer cover their growing belly and who knows the last time those pants were actually buttoned. Just eating and enjoying the fruits of their labor.
I will count these until Thursday, July 10th, 12pm. And then I'll eat the worth of calories calculated over the upcoming weekend and post the results <3
