u/queen-bianca-102223

I absolutely love being pampered and stuff full of food. Embracing it as my entire lifestyle for 2026 and beyond has been the most fulfilling (literally) journey!! Goal = 400 lbs

Edited && enhanced from when I posted on my previous account :)

My earliest pictures on here are at about 120 lbs. I was always skinny and relatively athletic ... That is until I met my first serious boyfriend near the end of high school.

Our relationship started out relatively normal. We got along great && gradually fell in love. Thinking back on it, there were always treats and snacks with each gift he bought me, and I always loved that. He always made sure I was happy and comfortable... and that included being fed whenever I was hungry or upset :)

I didn't realize that he had a kink until he finally opened up. He told me about his lifelong fetish for feeding/WG... Turns out he thought I was going to break things off with him when he came out. I was the first person that he ever opened up to about gaining/feederism. He was nervous but I didn’t think it was too weird... at all. I loved the idea, actually.

I eventually got up to 140 lbs (+20 lbs) and things were great. We had really good boundaries. He never forced me to do anything that I didn't want && he only treated me when I was willing. Hint - I was willing often. At the time, I felt very content in the fact that I no longer had to worry about my figure and could let my guard down for once, even though I wasn’t officially a feedee yet.

Anyways life happened, and we broke up. It was quick and super unfortunate, and it wasn't necessarily anyone's fault. After the breakup, I was in a very emotional state and confided in food... And I wasn’t too guilty either... Because I knew that in the back of my head, it would increase my chances of winning him back!! So I ate to 170 lbs (+30 lbs) and enjoyed every second of it. I stuffed my face often ... I loved thinking about the times where he would tell me how proud he was of me && how much I ate for him. Filling my tummy eventually started to really turn me on over time. It only got me more hooked.

My hips got wider and I started to love my new shape. I personally still love the way that my body wears the new weight 🥰 and so did he, thankfully. We got back together but it didn't matter ... I had already found an addiction for accumulation && packing on pounds like it's a game. There's something that i love about pushing myself to grow as much as I can. I also find so much submissive comfort in being fed/told what to eat ☺️😝🤭😊 The best part is that I discovered most of these findings these findings on my own, before we even got back together.

When I think back... I can now point to a moment where I officially knew that I had won him back. I remember one morning... he texted me and asked if I wanted to come over and have some breakfast. We had plans to go to an event in the evening but he knew that i had a free morning. I obliged and I went over to his. I walked in to a huge stack of pancakes waiting for me on the table. He sat me down almost immediately started stuffing my face with forkfuls of breakfast. After maybe 7-8 pancakes, I got up and my pant button popped off from the pressure. The button fell right onto the plate, covered in syrup. He was so proud of me and so was I... It was insanely hot.

However, those pants were needed for an event later in the day, so we went to the mall and bought a bunch of new clothes. As a thank you... I brought him to the food court when I was done shopping... I had him buy me 6 individual slices of cheese pizza, and I ate them all in front of him while wearing my new pants. He had to help me out to the car 😅. The new pair felt so tight when we got to the event. It was so great for both of us ❤️

When I got to 180 lbs (+10 more lbs), my tummy started to come in... It was the BEST! It felt like each new discovery within my growing body was for me and for him... it was so hot 🥵🤤 and it felt so genuine, because he never pushed me and was always willing to put my health first. I remember the feeling of looking down and seeing less of my feet 🙈. But I loved it. I knew that I could stop at any point if I wanted. But I didn't want to. I started to picture myself at nearly double my weight and got so excited for the future.

We aren’t together anymore, but I’m so grateful that I was able to unlock my weight gain because I’m absolutely hooked... And being able to indulge is such a privilege, especially if other people can enjoy my indulgence too! I'm now up over 200, and I’m addicted to every pound that I gain, as well as the attention that I receive :)

I love being bigger than others now, too. I can see my future weight gain unlocking my dominant side!! 😉😈 Feel free to follow my reddit page... My goal for this year is 250 lbs and 350/400 for the long term, depending on where the weight goes :)

~Bianca 🤍