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Hello story lovers! I’ve seen some great stories on here and I’ve been writing stories involving weight gain and stuff for a few years. I’ve tried writing an interactive story before but as it got bigger and bigger I kinda abandoned it... Still the idea of creating something that is in some way interactive, but not as big as my previous attempt was, is still very intriguing to me. That is what brought me to this. I’d like to write a story where you, as a community, can vote for what happens in this story. We will create our story together! This way I can make it an interactive experience and keep the scale of writing down significantly. How will this work? First off, I will make a few polls on my DeviantArt (link below) to get the basic information and finally we will choose a topic. I will try to update the story weekly and a new poll will be created every week as well. Please note that English isn’t my first language, I have a semi busy schedule but I think this will be a cool experiment! For the polls and my stories: https://www.deviantart.com/lets-love-bellies First poll: https://www.deviantart.com/lets-love-bellies/poll/What-should-be-the-main-focus-of-this-story-7894736 Also, let me know what you think of this idea!
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Hedonism? Gluttony? Indulgence? Too big words for your too small mind. You were a smart, independent, fit young lady. Look at you now. A cow bell collar around your neck. Cow print tights gripping on your expanding thighs for dear life, hoping they don’t tear. Your mind has been erased by giving into your most basest desires to feed and cum every hour, on the hour. Delayed gratification is a sin. Over abundance is the norm. Who needs to think when you have a feeder? Your feeder makes all the decisions for you. What to eat, what to wear, where to go. He loves to shows off his blue ribbon sow. County Fairs, beaches, public parks. All places to feast in front of others, dressed in outfits already tighter and tighter by the minute, showing them their potential too if they give in. You can’t go home until you’ve been a good cow and finished your plate. “Good Girl” is your reward, as you always aim to please. Good girls get seconds and thirds. Some spectators go home and can’t get you, the prize fat cow out of their head. Public stuffing until my feedee is uncomfortably full. The only thoughts in her pretty plump head is “I’m so full, I’m so full, I’m so full”. Heavy breathing. Full gut pushing out against the tight outfit I told her to wear. She needs my help to get up, waddle across the park, and loaded in the car like cattle to a cattle car. At home, she needs belly rubs to make room for desserts. A milkshake a day means good times are here to stay. I’m not done with her feeding. No just yet. Upcoming birthdays, wedding, graduations, and holiday season. Lots of reasons to celebrate and food is your feedee’s favorite part of that celebration. Like pavlov’s dogs, she quickly associates food with celebration. Soon enough, every single little small victory is celebrated with a big helping of food. Oh, it’s Friday? Time for a large milkshake. She found $5 in the laundry? Spend it on family sized bag of snacks. It was sunny today? Perfect time to eat some ice cream. And by some ice cream, I mean she eats a full quart of ice cream in one sitting. It’s summertime. It’s sunny almost every day. She eats and eats but it’s self care and she feels great. She doesn’t even notice the pounds piling on. No one will say anything but they notice her body jiggling more. They politely ask if she REALLY wants seconds and thirds at Sunday brunch. Friends suggest they work out together to get beach bodies. She brushes it all off. Sure, her clothes fit tighter. She’s out of breath for going up a flight of stairs more than before. All her sitting furniture has dents from wherever she plops down. Still, if you told her that she put on a few pounds, she will only say “it’s water weight, it will melt right off.” Friends stopped asking. They accepted it as truth. They even indulged in their desires when eating with your feeder. She has gained 60 pounds and still denies she has gone full hog wild. The seed has been planted. You didn’t mean to inspire crowds to eat. You simply unlocked what what already there, just what your feeder did for you. They feed too and join you in the feast. Numbers of feeder and feedees grow by the month, literally and figuratively. It’s not an epidemic, it’s a revolution. It was always there, they just needed the golden calf to worship. That’s you, blue ribbon cow. Farmer’s favorite.
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Hey everyone, I've never really opened up about anything like this before so I thought that maybe this would be a great place to start. I'm a 25 year old guy from Essex, I'm a feeder but not into being a feeder myself. I'm not entirely sure how to express any of this but for as long as I can remember I have always been into bigger girls. I have always felt this kind of attraction throughout school and had always felt like an outsider for it, my friends being into slimmer and more athletic girls and myself trying hard to fit in with that kind of opinion, even though it had always felt wrong. It wasn't until I moved away from home at 18 and had my own place that I began to explore these fetishes and desires that I finally found myself within this community, albeit quietly watching from the sides and never acting upon it. I've had a couple of partners in the past that have been curvy girls but not into feedeeism or anything in that regard and it has never been something that I've opened up to them about or pushed upon them, but it would turn me on so fucking much when they'd tell me that they've put weight on or when I could visibly see that clothes they had were no longer fitting and I've felt guilty for it. For a long time I have been repressing my emotions and desires and subsequently been feeling unhappy and unfulfilled. As of late I've finally come to embrace who I am and how I feel and I have decided to become a little more open in this community and it's made me feel much happier. Everything feels exciting and I now feel like I have the confidence to explore these feelings, I just don't know where to start! I'm interested to hear what everybody else's stories are and how they began to explore this community? You are all beautiful people and I have a lot of love for you all, I look forward to hearing from you❤️
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A hopeful start to a thread about community. There is a community here, though it can be a bit hard to see at times. What do you make of the community here? Is it what you hope for? How does it compare to other online communities? Do you seek change in this community? If so, what change do you seek?
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Any models or members who have gained or filled out without competitive style stuffing or having a feeder, please comment so I can follow you. Lots of great, fun, funny people here, and the voyeurism is off the scale(no pun intended), but also lots of behavior I just can’t “Attaboy”, with a like or my money. Not looking to change anything, I just want to find the right people for polite internet comments.
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Hello Everyone! I'm not dead and I know I need to update my other thread. But this morning I woke up with an idea and had to post it (I think it belongs in this Forum?). So last year my man and I took a big step in our life development and participated in a full season apprenticeship on an organic farm. We learned SO much about food, its production/preparation, and how to eat it all! I was surprised to find that even though I was eating mostly organic veggies with a little purchased naturally produced meat, I was able to maintain and gain weight. Most summer days were minimum 95 degrees in 100% humidity and the work days were long and tiring. But somehow my chunky self managed to survive and I didn't work my ass off (literally). In fact, I think my shape and fat definition improved while I was on the farm. I noticed that once I returned to my old life/habits/fastfood/etc my fat became more flabby and stopped looking so 'plump'. My belly stopped looking so round, my skin became less taught and more pale, and my boobs were less firm and perky. After thinking about things for sometime, I realized that the purpose of fat is to store away nutrients long-term. Nutrients meaning energy (one gram of fat has twice the calories of carbs/proteins) as well as Vitamins and Minerals. So you should gain weight on as nutritious of foods as possible to ensure proper health. When grazing on healthier fares, you're body will have the capacity to hold on to the fat-soluble vitamins/minerals for many many months. I rarely get sick (about one week of flu/cold every four years) but as soon as I came back from the farm into the city, I got sick with a cough that STILL hasn't gone away. I blame the pollution. Anyways, where was I going with this? Well I really enjoy the idea of growing to be a big woman. I love being soft and nurturing and able to 'hang & help' anyone out. I also love being healthy and feeling great physically, mentally, and spiritually. Because whats fun about being fat if you can't move around and be healthy? SO I'd like to know what people think about a true 'Fat Farm'. A business-like establishment where the purpose of the farm is to produce high caliber foods for the purpose of fattening up visiting individuals. A place where individuals/couples could go to vacation or otherwise and focus on eating delicious food in a setting that encourages healthy but consistent weight gain. Patrons could either pay for a luxurious experience where food is grown/harvested/prepared/cooked/served for maximum weight gain potential OR people could put in the appropriate amount of work/time/etc helping grow the food, harvesting, preparing, cooking, serving and all the other tasks associated. How many of you would be interested in a business whose purpose is to fatten up its guests? I mean technically McDonald's is doing this, but I mean REAL, HEALTHY HOME COOKING with people who REALLY WANT TO MAKE YOU GAIN WEIGHT for the purpose of body development - Not just kill you with their ''food''. Thoughts?
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Hey everyone, I hope this message finds you all in good spirits. I wanted to share a deeply personal reflection on my current journey, particularly as it pertains to putting my weight into perspective. It's a topic that has been on my mind, and I feel it's essential to open up about the challenges I'm facing. Most days, my routine involves making every effort to avoid physical activity. Remote working has become my haven, and besides work commitments, I find myself spending the majority of my time laying in bed, surrounded by the comfort of my thoughts and, of course, my favorite snacks. When I do muster the energy to stand, it's a moment of truth. My belly nearly reaches my knees, and my once-shapely legs now feature large calves, creating a noticeable crease between my small, obese feet. The simple act of waddling into the bathroom becomes a physical ordeal, leaving me already sweating and breathing heavily. The bathroom struggle continues as I stand before the mirror, facing the undeniable reality of my size. My reflection tells a story of a journey, with every inch gained and every curve embraced. The challenges escalate when nature calls, and after peeing, the process of counting to three and heaving myself up becomes a struggle, marked by a large gasp for air. Lying on my back, I can only see my stomach. It's a perspective that brings both introspection and a heightened awareness of the path I'm on. The realization that I'm nearing immobility has become a stark truth I can no longer ignore. This post isn't just about sharing my challenges but also about fostering an open dialogue within our community. I'm curious to hear if any of you have grappled with similar realizations or if you have advice on navigating these moments of self-discovery. Wishing you all strength and resilience, Mia ✨