I Love Eating Fatty Foods And Watching The Pounds Pile On
Since I was a little kid, I always wanted to get fat.
The story begins when I was 5 years old, I was lying on my bed and thinking of getting a big huge belly. Then I got up and walked to the kitchen and ate pasta despite the fact that I had eaten 2 bowls of them before.
(I was always a chubby kid becuase I enjoyed eating, but since I discovered my fat fetish, I got more fatter).
So about the fetish, I tried overeat everytime I could (my parents were very aware of me getting fat so always limitted me).
I enjoyed putting pillows under my shirt and thinking about being fat, even immobile.
Put the fat fetish not always turn on, sometimes it just dissapear and later appear again.
When I was 11 years old (grade 5), I got fat after a long time being sick (asthma) which prohibitted me from sports, I tipped 48kg (110lbs) then. I enjoyed to play with my fat belly, fat thighs and I was proud of being the fattest in class.
And the weight gain journey begin.
My goal was to achieve 90kg (200lbs) at 15 years old (I choose that number because if I had gained 5kg continuously per year since I was born, I would tip 90kg at 15).
How did I gain? Well, I began searching about fat kids on google (that was time when I first met the gainers community on Experience project). I tried to overstuff myself whenever I could. I also tried to be as laziest as I could (I just lied on my bed playing games, reading and doing homeworks).
Unfortunately, my parents were very aware of my weight so there were not much food at my house (and I had to go to basketball cources 3 times a week) so my gaining progress was limited.
But I still gained 7kgs during that year, weighing 55 kgs when I was 12 (grade 6). As I was in secondary school, I could go to cafeteria and buy snacks by myself. And of course I continued overstuffing myself at home or on special occasions like weedings when my parents didn’t see me esting.
Candies, cookies, junk food, etc,... I ate it like a machine and packed on pounds, overgrowing all my clothes.
At my 13th birthday (grade 7), my weight was 68kgs, which means I GAINED 13KG THAT YEAR.
Well that was a huge progress for a fat slob like me. I had a huge belly, big man boobs, not fitting in my school uniform anymore.
And yeah, I continued stuffing, and this time I knew how to order food to home. When my parents leave my house for some business, I checked my wallet and ordered junk food to be delivered (at least 1000 calories in total) and fed myself until my belly hurted.
During summer time I moved to my mothers hometown, and guess what, junkfood there was much cheaper.
At the end of grade 8 (14 years old), my weight WAS 85KGS!!!!
Which means I almost reached my goal. My whole body was covered by fat, BMI number was 35 (2nd level of obesity).
Well, I was really fat.
....
But later my fetish just stopped and I began losing my weight, although some times it occur again and I stuffed myself sometimes.
Now I am in grade 12, weighing 73kgs (and even now I look fat, guess how did I look when I was 85kgs). My fetish still influence me everyday but in different way: now I love fat girls and want to fatten them up.
So, the story is pretty long, the reason I finally decided to write it is because the old community in Experience project was demolished and as you can see, Similarworlds’s community is still weak.
So guys and girls, kids and teens,
SHARE YOUR STORY, YOUR JOURNEY!
The story begins when I was 5 years old, I was lying on my bed and thinking of getting a big huge belly. Then I got up and walked to the kitchen and ate pasta despite the fact that I had eaten 2 bowls of them before.
(I was always a chubby kid becuase I enjoyed eating, but since I discovered my fat fetish, I got more fatter).
So about the fetish, I tried overeat everytime I could (my parents were very aware of me getting fat so always limitted me).
I enjoyed putting pillows under my shirt and thinking about being fat, even immobile.
Put the fat fetish not always turn on, sometimes it just dissapear and later appear again.
When I was 11 years old (grade 5), I got fat after a long time being sick (asthma) which prohibitted me from sports, I tipped 48kg (110lbs) then. I enjoyed to play with my fat belly, fat thighs and I was proud of being the fattest in class.
And the weight gain journey begin.
My goal was to achieve 90kg (200lbs) at 15 years old (I choose that number because if I had gained 5kg continuously per year since I was born, I would tip 90kg at 15).
How did I gain? Well, I began searching about fat kids on google (that was time when I first met the gainers community on Experience project). I tried to overstuff myself whenever I could. I also tried to be as laziest as I could (I just lied on my bed playing games, reading and doing homeworks).
Unfortunately, my parents were very aware of my weight so there were not much food at my house (and I had to go to basketball cources 3 times a week) so my gaining progress was limited.
But I still gained 7kgs during that year, weighing 55 kgs when I was 12 (grade 6). As I was in secondary school, I could go to cafeteria and buy snacks by myself. And of course I continued overstuffing myself at home or on special occasions like weedings when my parents didn’t see me esting.
Candies, cookies, junk food, etc,... I ate it like a machine and packed on pounds, overgrowing all my clothes.
At my 13th birthday (grade 7), my weight was 68kgs, which means I GAINED 13KG THAT YEAR.
Well that was a huge progress for a fat slob like me. I had a huge belly, big man boobs, not fitting in my school uniform anymore.
And yeah, I continued stuffing, and this time I knew how to order food to home. When my parents leave my house for some business, I checked my wallet and ordered junk food to be delivered (at least 1000 calories in total) and fed myself until my belly hurted.
During summer time I moved to my mothers hometown, and guess what, junkfood there was much cheaper.
At the end of grade 8 (14 years old), my weight WAS 85KGS!!!!
Which means I almost reached my goal. My whole body was covered by fat, BMI number was 35 (2nd level of obesity).
Well, I was really fat.
....
But later my fetish just stopped and I began losing my weight, although some times it occur again and I stuffed myself sometimes.
Now I am in grade 12, weighing 73kgs (and even now I look fat, guess how did I look when I was 85kgs). My fetish still influence me everyday but in different way: now I love fat girls and want to fatten them up.
So, the story is pretty long, the reason I finally decided to write it is because the old community in Experience project was demolished and as you can see, Similarworlds’s community is still weak.
So guys and girls, kids and teens,
SHARE YOUR STORY, YOUR JOURNEY!
