With medical issues interrupting my weight gain months prior, I am now feeling better and more gluttonous than ever. The desire to get fatter has increased tenfold. Finding new ways to boost my calorie intake so I can plump up bigger than my biggest is my new focus. Add to that my increasing greed and desire to do whatever it takes to gain, even if it means pushing limits.

Butter, heavy cream, and donuts are all very fattening things that I love. I want to indulge in all of them at once.

I unwrap a stick of butter and take bites. Heavy cream drips down my double chin as I ...

With medical issues interrupting my weight gain months prior, I am now feeling better and more gluttonous than ever. The desire to get fatter has increased tenfold. Finding new ways to boost my calorie intake so I can plump up bigger than my biggest is my new focus. Add to that my increasing greed and desire to do whatever it takes to gain, even if it means pushing limits.

Butter, heavy cream, and donuts are all very fattening things that I love. I want to indulge in all of them at once.

I unwrap a stick of butter and take bites. Heavy cream drips down my double chin as I chug it. Stuffing my face with mini chocolate donuts, too.

Two sticks of butter go in a bowl to microwave til melted. I dunk my donuts in the melted churned cream and then my fat ass can't stand any longer so I get down on the floor.

It's a lot harder to guzzle the liquefied salty fat than I thought. It's so rich! Nearly gagging as I drink as much as I can. It may or may not be obvious that I want to stop. But I'm determined to keep going, to push past this for the gains. It's rough. I struggle. When I can't take any more butter I reach for more heavy cream and donuts.

So bloated and feeling like I might explode. I admit to being such a fucking fat pig. Look at me. On the floor in the kitchen covered in heavy cream, butter, and donut crumbs.

Now I have a tummy ache. Ugh, what am I doing!? Am I finally so desperate to get fatter that I'm making myself uncomfortable and pushing my limits in order to do so!? (yes, clearly lol)

I can't even get my fat ass off the floor. Huffing and puffing, shifting my weight in various ways as I struggle to stand.
Look at this belly. Look at me - a slob with a butter stained shirt that refuses to go over my gut now.

To be honest, this really fucked up my stomach. My gluttony and desire to get fatter is now resulting in doing stupid stuff like this to myself and I'm turned on by that. What's next!?