#active gaining

[honeybelly]

🖤 107 Vs 140 🖤

I’m thinking once I’ve put on a few more pounds I’ll have to take another comparison picture 🤭 I wonder if it will fit 🧸

[honeybelly]

This before and after is insane to me 🧸 I’ve become such an overfed, spoiled piggy. I was so, so thin my whole life and now I’m chubby verging on fat.

I went from drinking green tea and exercising often to sitting on my widening ass 24/7 chugging boosts.

If you’re a fan of before and afters you should check out my special page 😇

[honeybelly]

It’s official 😵 I blew up~

Can you blame me 🥺? Food is just too addicting..

[honeybelly]

I’m just going to keep getting bigger and bigger 🦋🧸

[honeybelly]

The thought of struggling with mobility is so hot to me 😅 getting so big the only way I could get around is with some type of aid

It would start off with small milestones, a few of which I’ve already started to hit. Getting breathless when I’m forced to walk will become more and more frequent; the distance of walking before the wheezing starts would start to shrink.

I’m already adverse to moving and do it as little as possible. The next milestone would be taking a moment to get to my feet. I definitely notice a difference from when I was thin to my current weight. Packing 50lbs on a short frame leaves an impact. My belly is starting to shift my center of gravity. The more it starts to hang down the more I’ll have to adjust.

Overall I’m a bit less coordinated. I’m sure that’s a product of the amount of weed I smoke and my complete and total lack of activity. I find myself tripping and bumping into things more easily. I’ll become even less physically capable with every pound gained.

In addition to struggling to my feet I’ll also start to have issues with picking stuff up. Getting socks and shoes on my feet will only get harder the more my belly mounds up and the heavier my legs get. Everything will be more difficult.

In my wet dreams I imagine myself huge and soft, with my ass planter on a mobility scooter. The only way I’d agree to go out is if I can stay scooter bound and there’s food. The scooter would start to creak the longer it was used, threatening to break down as more mass is added to the load.

At home I see myself having to hold onto the wall and shuffle forward inch by painful inch to get around. I’m only spurred on with the knowledge I can sit down again and the promise of more to eat.

Getting so big you become helpless. Forced to struggle under your self created mass. Body pushed beyond what it was meant to do. All of this would scare the average person, but to me it’s body goals 🤤

[honeybelly]

🐇growing growing growing🤍

[honeybelly]

Come watch me chug some heavy cream on my site 🔗 in bio 🐮

[honeybelly]

Ok ok ok! ✨🌿 I have been having a rough go of it but I’m finally in a spot where I can start making content again. I just ordered a ton of things to shoot later and I’ll be making regular posts here

I am going to make an effort to go through my DMs soon i pinkie promise >.<

Also those thigh stretch marks 👀