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ixlplicht · 2 months
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Guess I'm still getting fatter
I live in sweats when in slug mode lately. Took out my size 34 jeans today, remembering how baggy they used to be. Now I could barely squeeze my fat ass into them - haven't been paying attention to how much my ass has grown as my belly exploded. Then it came time to try to button them. After a few tries, I did it. Put those away and went right for the size 38. Damn, my ass about fills them out now... and the waist is snug! Maybe I should just buy a couple of pairs of size 40? Looks like I may be needing them.
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ixlplicht · 9 months
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A New Year. A New Beginning
I was getting my morning walk in on our local college campus today. Students were heading to breakfast before their 8am classes. The freshman were easy to spot: slightly bewildered still. So many of them slim and trim in their size 30 and 32 shorts and jeans. They don't know what's about to happen. Imagine the life of an average student. Dining hall food. No high school sports. Late night snacks. Parties. Alcohol. Studying instead of playing sports with friends. By October his favorite size 30 jeans will getting snug and replaced by his formerly baggy and new favorite size 31 or 32 jeans. More parties... no exercise... late night snacks... carb loaded dining hall food.... Then comes the winter holidays. He'll head home to his families and indulge in all the delicious home cooking and holiday treats. Family will comment on how good the college food must be, as his now tight size 32 jeans struggle with his new and growing belly. Embarrassed, he quietly buy his first ever size 34 jeans. He grimaces at what he sees in the mirror. Immediately he pledges to cut back on the alcohol, eat better and start hitting the gym. He needs to be able to wear those size 30 jeans and shorts before Spring Break! Then comes one cold morning. He's not feeling too good after a late night party and pizza. He looks at himself in the mirror and instead of grimacing, he smiles slightly as he smacks his now flabby and growing gut. He pulls on his size 34 jeans and heads to the dining hall instead of the gym. And so it begins.
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ixlplicht · 1 year
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The End of Being a Gainer
After about two years of actively gaining weight, I decided the time has come to end it. I've started a diet and want to lose the weight I put on I'm a short guy.. 5'5". I started this journey at 125 pounds and was proud that I could wear 28" waist jeans. Then I decided I didn't want that any longer. I wanted to get big. It was hard at first and I started off slow. I was physically active and had the eating habits of a trim person. Eating to gain weight didn't come naturally. I had my doubts about whether I wanted to do this to myself. That first hit me when I found 30" waist getting tight. Second thoughts also arose when i bought my first 34" waist jeans. In time I learned to love eating *more*. Big meals... BIGGER meals... seconds... desserts... They were all so good. I secretly enjoyed out eating my larger friends. They'd rib me about how I was getting fat, but that fired me up... made me want to eat more and get fatter.
I'm now closing in on 190 pounds. Size 38 jeans are tight. I really should be wearing size 40. Sure, getting fat has been fun but it's also forced a lot of lifestyle changes on me. I've had to give up a lot of things I used to enjoy doing. I'm much less physically active. I used to like to dress well. That's easy to do when you're slim, but very difficult when you've become almost as round as you are tall. There have been a bunch of basic lifestyle changes I had to me. Even simple things like bending over to tie your shoes, get difficult when your flat abs have become a big pot belly. I'll miss a lot of things I enjoyed that made me fat - eating whole pizzas, ice cream by the half gallon, going out for dinner... after already having had dinner... snacking whenever I wanted - but I also want my old life back. I want to be able to on bike rides, take long hikes, weear nice clothes... heck, even see my feet when standing up. The time has come to start losing all this weight.
All that said, good luck to all of you on your own gaining journseys. Do what makes you happy. Even though I want to lose my own pot belly, I'll still admire yours. I know what it takes... keep it up. #gettingfat #malegainer #yougotfat
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ixlplicht · 1 year
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Courtesy of Chat GPT
Chat GPT didn't do half bad with this:
At first, Mark was devastated when he realized he had gained weight during the pandemic. As a long-time runner with a slender frame and a 28-inch waist, he had always taken pride in his physical fitness. But when lockdowns forced him to stay inside and his running routine was disrupted, he found himself turning to food for comfort.
At first, Mark tried to ignore the changes in his body. He convinced himself that he would get back to his former fitness level as soon as things returned to normal. But as the months wore on and the weight continued to pile on, he began to feel increasingly self-conscious about his appearance. He avoided mirrors and stopped running altogether, convinced that he was no longer fit or attractive.
But one day, something shifted. Mark looked at himself in the mirror and realized that he didn't look so bad after all. Sure, he had gained weight, but he was still healthy and strong. His 40-inch waist might not be the slender one he used to have, but it was curvy and inviting.
As he embraced his newfound curves, Mark discovered a new confidence and appreciation for his body. He started experimenting with new styles of clothing that emphasized his curves and made him feel sexy and desirable. He even started posting pictures of himself online, much to the delight of his admirers.
But it wasn't just about external validation. Mark felt a sense of liberation in accepting and embracing his new body. He no longer felt constrained by the rigid standards of physical fitness and beauty that had governed his life before. He felt free to explore new sensations and experiences, and he reveled in the pleasure of his own flesh.
As time went on, Mark continued to gain weight, but he never lost his newfound sense of confidence and self-love. He discovered a whole community of people who shared his appreciation for a more curvaceous body type, and he reveled in the attention and adoration he received from his admirers.
Looking back, Mark realized that gaining weight during the pandemic had been a turning point in his life. It had forced him to confront his own insecurities and biases about body image, and it had led him to a deeper understanding and appreciation of his own body. He knew that he would never go back to the restrictive mindset of his past, and he was grateful for the new experiences and pleasures that his expanded waistline had brought him.
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