The romance of gaining

enplumpen:

There’s something extremely romantic to me about gaining weight for someone. Sharing your fantasies with them and allowing yourself to give in to your mutual desires. Sacrificing your social standard of size and weight for both you and your encourager’s love, excitement, admiration and worship.

Going from a normal every day guy or girl and growing into a soft, thick and chubby person. Allowing your belly to grow and begin to hang in front of you, making your thighs swell and become bulbous, pressing together as you walk. Developing fat pockets and rolls in places you had never dreamed of – side boob fat, back rolls and a FUPA. Finding small things suddenly becoming incredibly arousing, from skin imprints from tight clothes to the feeling of helplessness when stuffed to capacity, getting stuck in chairs to straining or breaking furniture. Even down tofat descriptors suddenly being something people would use to apply to you: fat, supersize, gluttonous, obese and so on. Becoming more lumberous and quickly out of breath as things that both excite you and your feeder.

Not only growing bigger, but allowing yourself to become a fat lazy person in spirit, developing a ravenous appetite and arousal for food. Becoming lazier and driving rather than walking when you can. Giving into the fact that your clothing choices will become limited and potentially unfashionable and finding comfort in cozy house clothes like track pants and oversize shirts. Or better yet, being comfortable with a belly tucked into underwear that people would deem enormous. And further more, developing a stronger compassion and companionship with other fat folk experiencing these issues. Not to say that all fat folk are unfashionable or lazy, more so a side kink that goes hand in hand with the kink.

And for the relationship or platonic side, tying this all together to allow for a caring and nurturing encourager into your life. Finding pleasure and belonging in being teased about how fat you’re getting. Being told how fat you’re going to get and what changes they’re going to make happen to your body. Finding new fattening foods, recipes and developing a rush from writing shopping lists, through to going through a fast food drive thru and ordering way too much. Giving in to fantasy has and always will be one of my favourite parts of this kink and will continue to drive me to grow fatter and fatter.