i hit my wall at around 330. started at about 200. while the whole experience was hot af and absolutely surreal, it was not sustainable in the long run. and it got harder and harder to actually gain. at some point i was so sick and tired of eating all the time that i just couldn’t do it anymore. while it’s hot to force yourself fatter despite everything, it’s super difficult when you don’t have ppl to actually help you irl.
also it got to the point where it got super inconvenient. planes where a nightmare, so we’re chairs. i would constantly bump into stuff and just wasn’t able to fit anywhere. and yes all of that was hot, but that’s not all there is to life (sadly). i kinda miss gaining and being fat, and i don’t regret it at all. but unless i find someone to actually and yes all of that was hot, but that’s not all there is to life (sadly). i kinda miss gaining and being fat, and i don’t regret it at all. but unless i find someone to actually force me to gain again (which lets be real would be the hottest thing ever) i’m gonna stay at a comfy 250. still hot, still fat, but much more manageable