I Am A Teen With A Growing Fat Belly
Hi, I've decided I need to stop procrastinating about sharing my story so here I go. FYI it's a long one.
I'm a 13 year old girl, around 130 pounds, 5'7 and I live in Australia with my family. I have always secretly liked the idea of being fat; watching cartoons when the characters get fat in one those "don't get fat kids" episodes, I would immediately be drawn in, in a way I hadn't before.
From crossing my fingers and hoping they would show another "fatty characters" episode, I started going on the internet typing in "fat people" or "fattest person in the world" and looking at them, studying the way their fat rolls hang down or the way their hips are triple the size of mine. I did that for a couple of years every time I got bored and had nothing to do, sometimes my sister would join in and say something like "woe, look how fat he is!" and we'd just laugh our heads off. I stopped doing it after I saw all those sad people on Biggest Loser seeing how sad they were and realizing that my childish behaviours were shameful.
After a while I forgot and typed "people who want to get fat" into google and found EP. I was so glad that I wasn't the only crazy person out there so I joined as many groups as possible until I found one that said fat fetish. I was like " WTF, fat fetish!?" so I typed it into google and found out it was this whole dirty thing so I stopped, deleting my internet foot print off EP and trying to live a happy life.
I thought to myself "I'm gonna beat this, I'm gonna fight it," but I felt like the dirtiest, craziest girl in the world. I would pinch myself every time I thought about fat people and basically drove myself nuts thinking I was disgusting.
I stopped for about 2 months and in that period I started reading lots and lots of YA fiction ( Young Adult ). I didn't think sitting on my *** all weekend would ultimately make me gain so I thought that I was getting through this dirty phase. I was dead wrong. I went on the scales and found out I had gained 15 pounds ( 125lbs ) I had major mixed feelings about it. Some where in my brain it was celebrating and mentally popping a cork of champagne, the other side was trying to be logical and saying "it's probably because you've grown so much," but I knew it was reaching.
I secretly enjoyed it, my belly was much more flabbier than before and I could grab my fat much more easily. I said to myself I could enjoy it for one day and try to gain as much as I can in that day. But that turned into a week and a week turned into a month and so on. In the end I decided I could be a gainer over the summer and see how I like it.
Please comment! I'd love to hear peoples thoughts and I'm open to friend requests! Happy Holidays!
I'm a 13 year old girl, around 130 pounds, 5'7 and I live in Australia with my family. I have always secretly liked the idea of being fat; watching cartoons when the characters get fat in one those "don't get fat kids" episodes, I would immediately be drawn in, in a way I hadn't before.
From crossing my fingers and hoping they would show another "fatty characters" episode, I started going on the internet typing in "fat people" or "fattest person in the world" and looking at them, studying the way their fat rolls hang down or the way their hips are triple the size of mine. I did that for a couple of years every time I got bored and had nothing to do, sometimes my sister would join in and say something like "woe, look how fat he is!" and we'd just laugh our heads off. I stopped doing it after I saw all those sad people on Biggest Loser seeing how sad they were and realizing that my childish behaviours were shameful.
After a while I forgot and typed "people who want to get fat" into google and found EP. I was so glad that I wasn't the only crazy person out there so I joined as many groups as possible until I found one that said fat fetish. I was like " WTF, fat fetish!?" so I typed it into google and found out it was this whole dirty thing so I stopped, deleting my internet foot print off EP and trying to live a happy life.
I thought to myself "I'm gonna beat this, I'm gonna fight it," but I felt like the dirtiest, craziest girl in the world. I would pinch myself every time I thought about fat people and basically drove myself nuts thinking I was disgusting.
I stopped for about 2 months and in that period I started reading lots and lots of YA fiction ( Young Adult ). I didn't think sitting on my *** all weekend would ultimately make me gain so I thought that I was getting through this dirty phase. I was dead wrong. I went on the scales and found out I had gained 15 pounds ( 125lbs ) I had major mixed feelings about it. Some where in my brain it was celebrating and mentally popping a cork of champagne, the other side was trying to be logical and saying "it's probably because you've grown so much," but I knew it was reaching.
I secretly enjoyed it, my belly was much more flabbier than before and I could grab my fat much more easily. I said to myself I could enjoy it for one day and try to gain as much as I can in that day. But that turned into a week and a week turned into a month and so on. In the end I decided I could be a gainer over the summer and see how I like it.
Please comment! I'd love to hear peoples thoughts and I'm open to friend requests! Happy Holidays!
By:
fatlikeapug
Age:
13-15
