Well, I’ve had a few days to think about the magnitude of my… magnitude. It’s funny, with the weight gain itself being incremental, sometimes you need someone to point how fat you are before you realise just how FAT YOU ARE! That’s what I’ve gotten, and I love it. It’s like gaining 50 pounds all at once, it’s just suddenly there, and you wonder how you missed it. I am fatter than Ian. For practical purposes. I’ve become so much more aware of what that means, I do feel kinda silly not noticing it. I’ve noticed my ‘waddle’ has become more of a ‘plodding’ like Ian does. The side to side motion is lessened as I take time to plant each step before taking the next one. It takes more time to get somewhere, but it’s easier, and I don’t have to watch out around me as much, so it’s more relaxing. Besides noticing the changes in locomotion, I’ve realised how big I’ve become. I know it sounds silly to not notice it, and it really is hard to explain until you’ve felt it. I know both Char and Ian have experienced it, and this isn’t my first time having this odd sensation either. For sheer size, my legs are what have really blown my mind. They’re in constant contact down to my knees unless I’m sitting down and really work to get them apart (and it is a lot of work!) I’m not really sure how long it’s been like that, but now I can’t help but feel them rubbing together all the time. My belly continues its growth, and I’m getting happier with it all the time. It’s growing out, it’s growing down, it’s growing big and flabby and I just love it! If it weren’t for work and being social and eating, I’d just play with it all the time. Everyone needs to get one of these. I’m enjoying my new found massivity, and I’m looking forward to more. I really have to thank Michel and Alex, without them, I’d probably be losing weight keeping up with all the chores around here. They’re happy to stuff me as much as I can handle at their place, and I’ve been putting the strain on the couch pretty often! And I have to thank Thomas. Of course. He’s my inspiration, and as distance makes the heart grow fonder, it also makes Amy grow.

Sometimes it seems to me that a woman's place in this world is to have a life of never ending pleasure and a man's place is to gain never ending pleasure himself out of providing the necessary wherewithal

Thomas is one very lucky guy, and you are getting to be one very big girl - long may both continue ;-)
Just how fat you planning on getting, anyway? 500lb, 600lb, more?

I've been reading old entries of your blog, and I have a number of questions, but not all for now. Just a quick one, which I hope won't bother you: whenever you visit your family, you talk about how your mom reacts to seeing you. You've never said anything about your dad. PIs he deceased or divorced, or does he just not care that you're fat?

I discovered your blog at random, and I'm fascinated by your attitude. I've never known anyone to actually try to gain weight. I too have many questions. I don't mean to be antagonistic or offend you, but I'm really just curious.

Do you do this for yourself or for Thomas? It seems like a very strange relationship dynamic for someone to want their signifigant other to grow - even to the point of losing their mobility or their health? Do you always enjoy eating? I mean, I love food as much as the next person, and I can totally understand being able to eat whatever you want without guilt. However, at some point, doesn't it become a chore eat enough just to maintain your weight? Eventually, everyone gets to a point where they're just not hungry any longer.

I think it's very admirable that you have found the ability to accept and embrace yourself and your body. Many women will never achieve that, especially in a society so obsessed with being thin. But at the same time, I worry for your health.

God bless.

When it comes to the obese, “I worry for your health” is just a euphemism for “I don’t approve of your lifestyle.” It is yet another way in which the overweight among us are discriminated against in a society where being fat evokes some of the angriest and most raw human hatred imaginable. Not to accuse you of misbehaving, Jean, but your moralizing strikes me as thicker than the star of this blog.

Let’s let Amy see to Amy’s health as Amy likes.

Those of us who enjoy gaining weight know it is not a particularly healthy thing to do, something which the people who admire us can be loath to admit, but in the end I think many of us derive a certain erotic pleasure in the fierce sweating, the shortness of breath, the burden of performing even the simplest physical tasks, and the constant gorging by which we affirm our desire to grow fatter still. That’s why Amy keeps gaining weight…the same thing that you claim to worry about, she loves. I know I do. And you either understand why we feel that way, or you don’t.

Your curiosity is understandable. But your morals can take a hike. Amy enjoys her lifestyle. That’s more than many people can say. Yes, some fat people are going to die young. I began having heart problems over one hundred pounds ago, and I’m still in my twenties. But it doesn’t get in the way of my lifestyle, and, for the most part, it doesn’t hurt my quality of life. I just smile and nod when people “worry” about me. I tell them the same fate awaits us all, and what’s important is not living long, but living well. Maybe you have a different outlook on life, but that’s mine and it works for me.

I can’t speak for Amy, but I can speak for myself, which is why I’m writing this even though it’s her blog. Speaking only for me, I’m happy with what I’ve got and where I’m at. I plan on sticking around this world for as long as I can, doing what I love. I’ve got no delusions about losing weight someday. I want t

Trish, You are jumping to conclusions. Read Jean's post with an objective eye and you will see that she took no moral stance whatsoever. You are the one who is being patronising by accusing her of moralising. All Jean did was ask questions and they weren't even particularly leading questions. The closest she came to a moral stance is one you probably agree with, where she said: "I think it's very admirable that you have found the ability to accept and embrace yourself and your body."

I am fascinated by gainers but I do worry about their health. That's not a moral reaction, it's just a fact because I care about people, even people I don't know. I would never dream of saying that they *shouldn't* do such a thing though as it is a choice that every individual has to make for themselves. It doesn't stop me having twinges of worry on their behalf and it doesn't mean I'm making a moral judgement by doing so. Maybe you've experienced 'worry' as a euphemism but it doesn't mean that it always is.

The only time when I would make a moral judgement is a) when the feeder-feedee relationship was coercive, in which case I would categorise it as abuse or b) the encouragement of children as young as ten or eleven into full-blown gaining, which I have seen on some websites. In both cases, the element of full, mature, informed choice is missing.