I might be addicted to this (F20s)

Its been a month since I gave in to my desires to gain weight and its like its corrupted my mind.

I can't help but think about how fat i'm getting and how fat im gonna be. My hands always sit on my belly, I love feeling it, squeezing my fat, making my tummy jiggle. My clothes have gotten smaller and my favorite shirt can't even contain my belly now. I constantly feel bloated and it drives me wild.

I always want to stuff myself. Shoving thousands of calories down my throat and chugging soda and melted ice cream with heavy cream. The fuller I get the more turned on I am which just makes me want to keep filling my gut. Every time I think i'm done I get the urge to eat more. Im even fantasizing about eating. Imagining drinking weight gain shakes from a funnel or eating a whole cake on my hands and knees.

The encouragement ive gotten only makes it worse (or better). Being told I should eat a little more, getting called cute names like piggy, my belly getting complimented, etc. It just makes me want to get fatter and fatter.

Doing this was one of the best choices ive ever made. I'm in love with making myself fatter and I don't want to stop.