u/Capable_Push_8723

I hadn't really been into this specifically in the past, but it's been so wild starting to experience some restricted movement as I gain! My belly is reaching 44" when stuffed, and now that I also have more back/side fat, I've been shocked by how difficult it is becoming to bend. Standing up is more like having to fling my whole torso forward lol. I generally have good stamina, but when stuffed or tired/hot I've been starting to think a bit more if it's worth getting up and doing that one more thing.

It's both frustrating and exciting too, to try to curl up and realize I can't fit in the same positions without a lot of pressure on all the rolls that form! My abs feel sore too, and it's such a cool / odd sensation because they are so far away now from the outside of my belly! :) I'm not falling over too, exactly, but I can tell I have to balance differently if I'm stepping over things to not lose my center of gravity.

I'm noticing that this is not feeling quite as extreme when I'm not stuffed, so it's nice to get a taste of this but still have a little more time to get used to some of these new sensations!

It just hit home that I’ve gained fifty pounds since I started stuffing intentionally about five years ago. It feels like a small number compared to some, but I’m starting to have to move differently so my belly is not in the way, and when I see others who have gained fifty pounds they usually start getting kinda round lol! I’m so happy I really did what I used to fantasize about.

I still plan on continuing to take things one step at a time, but I wonder if I’ll keep gaining ten pounds a year? 😅 I was curious if embracing my kink would make it less of a fixation, but if anything this keeps getting hotter over the years.

I’m still worried about concerned comments but forgot about other possibilities… I had a fun moment a week ago where I ordered two extra large milkshakes and then got hit on pretty hard by the cashier… it felt like he knew what I was up to lol.

And people are just starting to give me extra food now. Including a flirty bartender who sent me a free piña colada? I still can’t believe that happened.

Overeating is getting easier again, and I’m starting to feel so marshmallow-y. Honestly the idea of gaining another fifty pounds is hot...