DLovesFatties

Hello everyone! I am a 29 year old feedee, actively gaining and feeder and appreciator and I’m happy to be here! I want to introduce myself and share a quick origin story (very condensed) as my first post. I am interested in women exclusively and love to chat with FFA’s, female feeders, feedees and encouragers. I am looking for friends so open to chats with men too, just not sexual please. Anyways, here goes! (29m) I’ve been very fit, lean and muscular 170lb and quite a bit fatter, my heaviest being around 265lb. It’s odd because my whole life revolved around fitness and exercise and dieting for so much of life. I have always had trouble controlling my eating, to the point where it crosses into compulsive territory. Especially when I lived at home, when I was alone I would eat constantly. Getting up for a chip or a cookie. Then not being able to stop myself getting up for another, and another, until the whole container or bag is gone. I just can’t stop most days until I’m so full I feel like I’m gonna actually die and have to lay down. When I was a teenager I used to ride my bike for miles after school so even when I ate like this I was very lean. When I moved away from home at 18, I had to focus on work and was on a night shift schedule so, I had the same eating habits. I would gorge myself every night, all night. But I wasn’t exercising like I used to. Slowly I started to get fatter. I noticed my pants not really fitting at first. I remember blaming on the dryer shrinking them. Annoying. Being on my own and having my own money, in a bigger city with fast food on every single street at every corner, was really difficult for someone who has this compulsion. I would stop at Tim Hortons for donuts before work, after I had eaten breakfast. There was a McDonald’s at the train station and I would get multiple things off the value menu, almost running late so I could eat more on the train. Fast forward 10 months and I was fat. My legs were chunky, my hips were fat and woman-like and my belly protruded and jiggled when I walked. My face was round and had no definition. I had a sharp jawline before. None of my clothes fit so I wore sweatpants and bought cheap Walmart t shirts to get by. I had always loved big women and seeing women gain weight was so hot. But never myself. I would never even go there in my mind. I was ashamed and hated my body. But I couldn’t stop eating. The odd thing was, I was really, really horny and I didn’t really understand why. I would watch videos of weight gain or think about hot weight gains I had witnessed with girlfriends and release that I never showed my body off really, just when dating someone and being intimate but I still didn’t like my body. However the first lightbulb moment occurred during one of these times. About a year later, I was 19 and with a new girlfriend at the time who was very fit, I didn’t really like fit or thin women but we connected on a personality level really well and I did care for her. One of the first times we had sex, I remember being naked afterward together and we were just talking saying like “you’re so hot, you look so good” and at point I said something like “I’m glad you’re into me, I’ve gained a lot of weight this year and I feel so fat”. While we’re laying there she sits up and is like “you’re not FAT. You’re just a big guy, you have big shoulders, a big back and BIG SQUISHY BELLY” - and grabbed and squeezed my stomach while laughing and laid back beside me. This made me so, SO horny. Like I had to catch my breath and I didn’t fully finish but def pre came a little. This lead to us starting to kiss again and we had very passionate sex. After that every time we would have sex , I would place her hands on my stomach or she would just do it automatically and it always made it so much better. When I would release alone, I would grab my belly with my free hand and match the rhythm of my stroking and would have such intense orgasms. It was weird and I never did it before I was 19 but it was so good. I continued struggling with binge eating for the next few months and still felt shame about my body for the most part and wanted to lose - even though the belly stuff listed above blah blah blah. So I joined a gym. I hadn’t weighed myself since I was living at home and I was 155 and that was heavy to me. There was a scale at the gym so I used it… I was 212lb… I had a small frame and not a lot of muscle so this was insane for me. This was the second lightbulb. I was so ashamed, my heart dropped but then I got so, so horny. I had to leave and go “release”. I didn’t get much bigger this point in my life. I had broken up with my partner and travelled and got back into fitness and intermittent fasting but always struggled with food and eating. I ended up getting really thin again for a few years… although that changed. I’ll get into that in a second story. Just wanted to share how I found out I was feedee / had a weight gain fetish for myself. I wonder if others had a similar thing happen? Or did you always know? I’m currently about 250lb so I am much heavier than this story and will fill in the details of my timeline throughout my posts!