attila the HUNGRY

🍜 atti/36/ftm fatty 🍩 he/him 🍔 gainer&fat enjoyer 🍨 ace+panromantic 🍟 MINORS🔞PLS🔞DNI 🧁 sw: 147lb 🍕 cw: 271lb 🥧 gw: 300lb 🍣 ugw: ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ 🥞 cashapp $thiccboiseason 🥐

[thiccboiseason]

7/24 update: I am now doing custom videos! -attila🍟

Well I guess I should make some kind of intro post:

★ 18+ ONLY minors pls DNI. This can become a huge problem for us both bc I'm well beyond young adulthood even. Same with pro-ED accounts please why would I even have to ask that??

★ I am Attila; you may call me Atti or my full name up to you :)

★ trans male (he/him)

★ 35 yrs old and I think I gotta talk about that. I don't wanna be a creep and I don't want sexually explicit talk from minors especially-seriously stay off my blog please!-and I'm not super comfortable talking about anything but non-erotic feedism topics w ppl who are ten years younger than me! Nothing against y'all but I don't wanna be responsible for hurting anyone in that way. The sexuality thing brings up my next point

★ Asexual. Which means I'm not really looking for sexual encounters in general outside of like compliments to me and to others. I'm very inexperienced with sexual things and am trying to feel my way thru them still. Don't be surprised if things go over my head lol. I am trying to heal from a very bad relationship and I'm not yet comfortable with sex.

★ gainer, but open to considering online feeding. My preference is to stuff and gain on my own, but after some thinking I decided that depending on the person I could def enjoy that. Having discovered a previously unknown feeder side in my partner has made the thought something I'm willing to consider.

★ polyamorous & in an open triad, they're both aware and supportive of what I do. One really likes big guys and compliments me on my weight gain all the time!

★ things I say yes to: sweet encouragement, long leisurely stuffings, l3wdpOsting, big soft bellies, mutual fantasy gaining to epic proportions, fantasy death feedism, seeing the effects of stuffing--the stretch marks and continuously need for wardrobe updates and exploding appetite--and tease me nicely about that stuff, being referred to as fat or any synonym thereof, weighing/measuring, health play, this list is incomplete and will be updated along the way!

★ things I say no to: unsolicited sexually suggestive DMs, cruel humiliation, sadistic feeders/hardcore death feeders, irl immobility, forced stuffings/feedings, degradation, being sloppy/told I'm a slob (trauma!), shit/piss/vomit play, burping, loud messy chewing (it's just my misophonia), pred/prey play, vore, etc. This is not a complete list either. Things will change as I learn more and heal!

★ weight update 2/9/24! Started on 2/10/23 at 173, gained a total of 93 lbs in a year taking me up to 266 🤩 omw to 300-by the end of the year for sure but I'm hoping to hit it by my bday in June. Beyond that...well that's a decision for Future Attila, not me lol. But I never ever wanna go under the weight I am now! I'm lowkey really hoping I can't lose it no matter what I do or don't do.

★ i accept asks and comments and stuff but pls abide by the rules above when doing so. Admittedly I'm not great with responding to messages bc ADHD but I'll try my best to get to everyone. Unless you're sending me unsolicited dick, that's an instablock, but I'm open to making friends who also appreciate a good fat body 😌

★ about my gains: I do mostly liquid calories bc my appetite is annoyingly unreliable, but the #1 thing that's helped me blow up like I have is my medication ngl. I take two meds-Elavil for sleep and Vraylar for bipolar, a tricyclic antidepressant and an antipsychotic-known to cause pretty significant weight gain, so I have assistance in that regard! I'm not here to give medical advice, just to provide a clear explanation of what's really been driving my gains so that ppl know not to judge their own progress against mine :3

[thiccboiseason]

it's getting hot again so I was chilling shirtless and couldn't stop playing with my obese gut 🫠 had to scramble to get my shirt on when my friend came over unexpectedly lol.

[thiccboiseason]

it's getting hot again so I was chilling shirtless and couldn't stop playing with my obese gut 🫠 had to scramble to get my shirt on when my friend came over unexpectedly lol.

[thiccboiseason]

Accidentally got a 3X shirt instead of my usual 2X, then when I changed back into a 2X I realized that oh... these are actually kinda tight around the waist aren't they lol

[thiccboiseason]

What does this belly sound like? Find out NOW! Bc today's one of those days where it's got a lot to say lol

[thiccboiseason]

Hey, can you tell me how you realized you were trans?

It's kind of a complicated story but sure! I was highly gnc as a child, I felt like a boy generally even tho I wasn't treated that way. That just became a part of my concept of self as I got older. I didn't have the internet or anything to learn about queerness and what it means to be trans, so I just identified a longtime aspect of myself as a masculine figure. Then... I kinda made a big mistake. A ten year mistake. Stopped developing an understanding of my identity, subsumed my identity into my partner's, and for a few years I play-acted femininity with no consideration of that huge part of me. It didn't last, of course-i got the internet eventually, learned what there was to learn and the proverbial egg began to crack. That infuriated my ex, even when I made the compromise of assuring him that I was just agender, and it wasn't too much longer before I didn't feel comfortable with that either. I got lots of "it" misgendering thrown my way, but I still took up a masculine way of presenting and it wasn't long after that that I left that motherfucker, then I came out and changed my name and there I was! My understanding of my gender has subtly changed as I've gotten older, gotten more nuanced, but never any regret or doubt, especially since starting T. Understanding who you are in that sense is something that's always gonna be in flux to an extent, bc your identity, who you are, is always changing too. Also never let your whole identity be "someone's partner", it's no good.

So yeah, idk if that was even coherent bc I didn't sleep last night lol but that's essentially the story of my gender revelations

[thiccboiseason]

Do u want a bf?

Hmmm I do already have two partners, but I suppose if the right opportunity were to present itself I could have a bf as well

[thiccboiseason]

What does this belly sound like? Find out NOW! Bc today's one of those days where it's got a lot to say lol

[starlightfeedings]

Reblog this to gain 100 pounds

[thiccboiseason]

Me? Approaching 400 lbs?? Can you imagine! 🫨

(uh oh am I upping my goal weight yet again or)

[obesity-buddy]

I am a humble soldier in the war against skinny, those who support a fat soldier’s cause are the true heroes.

[thiccboiseason]

Gotta love and support our soldiers in the war against skinny 🫡 I salute you, fatty!

[thiccboiseason]

Haven't eaten a bite yet but look how huge my gut is 😳🫪 sheesh I sure did get fat, didn't I lol

[thiccboiseason]

Haven't eaten a bite yet but look how huge my gut is 😳🫪 sheesh I sure did get fat, didn't I lol

[thiccboiseason]

hi there I'm a shameless gluttonous hedonistic fatty who's obsessed with obesity and gooning LMAO I mean I'm other things too but I think mostly that 🫪😂

[sailor-crusader-deactivated2025]

How it feels to get noticeably fatter:

[thiccboiseason]

Have a dump of photos, here!

I feel like I don't give my thighs enough credit for being so huge lol. Let's hear it for my huge thighs! Belly looking good also, empty but still just so freakin FAT. What a lovely post to remind myself how very actually clinically Obese I now am 🤭 oh I wouldn't give this up to be skinny again, fuck no. Finally I'm who I've been meant to be ever since I was just a kid and I first dreamed it...

[thiccboiseason]

Have a dump of photos, here!

I feel like I don't give my thighs enough credit for being so huge lol. Let's hear it for my huge thighs! Belly looking good also, empty but still just so freakin FAT. What a lovely post to remind myself how very actually clinically Obese I now am 🤭 oh I wouldn't give this up to be skinny again, fuck no. Finally I'm who I've been meant to be ever since I was just a kid and I first dreamed it...

[chubbology]

Three Types of People Gaining Weight

The Pouter

The Pouter resents the effect food has on them. How just one little bite of something can lead to a full blown stuffing, making them feel helpless to the weight they’re putting on in droves. They’re the type who displaces blame. It’s the brain’s fault. It’s genetics. It’s the genetically modified food that is making them too fat to walk without waddling a little. Healthy food is too expensive; junk food is too divine. Exercise is too time-consuming; sitting all day is a required part of their 9 to 5. They pout their way through the day at their desk, sucking on their daily venti frappe, which they carefully don’t realize has been fattening up their ass so badly that it doesn’t really fit in their chair anymore. They pout when their clothes don’t look quite right and blame the dryer for shrinking them. They get angry when the elevator goes out of order, forcing them to pant and heave their way up the stairwell. Then they get irate when there’s nothing good left in the pantry to fill them up once they finally get to their apartment in the evening. The only thing that soothes their nerves is take out, and so they eat a lot of take out. The trash bin is full of take out containers, along the coffee table, and the countertop. Sometimes they reach the bottom of a container, so full but still needing to consume more, so they get take out from somewhere else. They wake up heavier every morning, but they don’t know that. All they know is that (because their arms and chest have blown up so big with flab) it’s getting hard to cross their arms when they’re annoyed.

The Blusher

The Blusher is the type who effortlessly gains a few dozen pounds in winter weight and doesn’t even notice until the weather warms. They happily pack away their winter clothes, pull on a well-worn pair of shorts, and…with a sharp pang of dread, find they can’t even tug the denim all the way up their bulkier thighs. Even without anyone around to ogle their thighs, or their chubbier face, or their larger love handles—which their shirt can’t quite seem to cover—they flush pink. A little ashamed and a lot embarrassed. Because how did they not realize? They gently touch their belly, thicker and curvier than it should be. They look in the mirror. And…whoa. They’re girthy all over. Their limbs are large and heavy-looking and they just look so big. They gained weight and were totally oblivious. Oblivious to how all those special-occasion splurges and one-off binges added up. With whispered curses and last-ditch tugging attempts, the Blusher tries on more clothes and outfits, hoping against hope that they’re not as big as they look and feel. Except almost nothing fits. And their belly keeps jiggling when they turn and bend and stand. And the dusted-off scale is showing them a number they can’t possibly believe. No, no, no. They can’t be that fat. With tubby fingers, they search and calculate on their phone to see…to see that they are teetering on the far end of the Overweight box in the spectrum. Just to the right, the more ominous Obese box lies in wait, colored a deep red. They blush that very same color, down to their second chin.

The Lip-Biter

The Lip-Biter is the type who stands in the kitchen, stuffing their mouth with a fifth donut as they press their heavy belly a little firmer against the counter. They’ve gotten fat, really fat, and they know it, but they nevertheless put off getting new clothes using money excuses, telling themselves that it’s not a big deal if they stretch the seams a little. Except eventually it’s not just a little, and the Lip-Biter, swallowing hard every time they get dressed, knows that. The truth is, they feel a rush when they notice their buttons strain over their breasts and torso. They hold their breath when they sit down slowly and aren’t sure if something’s going to rip. They sneak candies and chocolates at every opportunity, wondering idly how fat they’re going to get if they keep their bad habits up. They bite their lip at the thought of getting so obese that normal daily routines become difficult. They’re already not as fast as they used to be; they already sweat easier. After work some days, they buy a cake of some kind for a fake occasion and eat the whole thing at home, forkful after forkful, lacking any will not to gorge themselves. They spread their thighs apart a little more and let their clothes slowly stretch and snap as they eat. Lick their lips and squirm in pleasure.