These guys just need to understand that fat is hot too.

Lots to keep you satisfied here: beginner bellies through to full on blubber-balls. Every man here is fat.

Cody has got to be near 600 lbs nowadays.

You don't ever get used to being fat. It doesn't ever become your new normal. You might learn to accept it or learn to deal with it, but it never fades into the background.

You can buy new clothes to alleviate the strain around your waist, but you can't escape the weight.

You will feel it when you wake up. You'll go to sit up and realize, oh yeah, I'm too heavy to do that without using my hands to push myself up. You'll go to stand up out of the bed and realize your feet still ache from yesterday. You begin to take a step towards the shower and you feel every bit of you begin to jiggle and bounce.

For some reason, just walking from your bed to the shower, you are waddling. You're trying to be light on your feet but you are failing. Every step is awkward now. The fat on your thighs prevents your legs from smoothly passing by each other, causing each leg to slide a bit more outwards in your gait than they did yesterday. The bouncing fat, every pound of it, messes up the natural rhythm of your walk.

You stand in the shower for only a few minutes and your lower back is starting to get warm. It's not the hot water. It's your massive belly pulling it down. You realize you need to hurry up and get out of the shower so you can have a seat because you aren't sure how long you can stand anymore. You contemplate ordering a shower chair.

You huff and puff as you put on socks and shoes, the laces nearly impossible to reach. This happened once before, you lost the ability to tie your shoes, but you adapted. When you could no longer bend over at the waist and tie them, you realized you could just sit down and put a foot up on a knee and you could still reach your shoes. But that is getting to be quite difficult now with your growing belly. You're struggling to reach your laces at all, even with your foot on your knee. You've got to exhale and hold your breath through the whole process. You wonder how you're going to tie your shoes a year from now, but you don't worry about that. You're hungry.

Out of breath from putting on shoes, you waddle to your car and struggle to slide your heavy frame into the seat. The car seems to be shrinking. The steering wheel closer. The door and the center console are getting snug on your hips. Where is the other end of the seat belt anyways? You question as you pull it to it's maximum length. You lift your belly to allow the belt to slide underneath, as it wouldn't make it all the way around. You breath a sigh of relief! Finally you are seated again and you can catch your breath.

You start heading to your favorite fast food restaurant and on the way you feel every bump in the road, magnified by the rolling waves of your own obesity. You feel your tits resting on your belly. Your belly resting on your thighs. Your thighs spreading into the sides of the car. But most of all, you are hungry! All of that struggle to get to the car and you've worked up quite an appetite.

Every bit of you feels fat, bloated, soft, encumbering. You assumed that, after a while, you would get used to being bigger. You were wrong. You will be reminded of what a fat whale you've become every second of every day from here on out.

Your train of thought is broken by the drive thru window opening. "How many sets of utensils do you need?"

"Just one", you reply.

Here is another example of really good writing that shows an insight of what is so erotic about gaining. Many people try to write gay fiction but this is written from the heart and is superb.

When I first started gaining, it felt like someone had strapped a ball of fat to my waist and I couldn't take it off. That was fun, but lately, it's beginning to feel like someone strapped ME to an even bigger ball of fat.

I no longer feel like the primary entity here. It's more like, there is this pile of fat, and I'm merely attached to this blubber, swimming around within it. I try to move and it doesn't come with me; it coerces me to sit back down and I listen. It demands more food and I oblige.

My fat has become who I am first, me and my personality and thoughts come second.

It feels... good though?

I just love the way this guy describes what it feels like to be fat and gaining weight. His attitude is really erotic. Turns me on like crazy. And he loves to be teased. :)

Fat boy

This guy is ballooning

Feeding in motion, there’s something so decadent about it

See me grow this belly on O.F. @jakethegainer and help me get fatter, hope everyone is well

Rare Find

this absolute massive college boy and his gf came across my fyp look it this

i was prepared to be subbed to so many mysterious foreign websites for this

God this guy is so hot

Does this xxl tee make me look fat?

Oh buoy!

Those thighs when he emerges !

Oh buoy!