A New Curve

Let's see if we can spark some discussion here!

2009-12-17T23:02:35Z

What is the most weight you've managed to gain in a week's time, and how did you do it?

I think I've found a compromise!

2009-11-10T20:09:24Z

Okay, so while I'm still slightly curious and totally turned on by the thought of gaining a little pudge on my belly (and on the belly of my fiance), I realize that my real issue is that I don't want it to be permanent. I like to feel indulged for short periods at a time, and I used to discreetly rub my fiance's little pooch he had going a couple years ago when getting intimate.

So, you guys are gonna love this: I think my fiance and I need to find the funds to go on a cruise. A good, fattening cruise, and just let loose. Whatever we gain, however much we soften in that time, would be heavenly. Especially since I am fairly confident that we could both lose it with relative ease once we got back on land and into our routine of regular exercise. What do you think?

Just a word or two

2009-11-10T19:39:44Z

I've tried my best to steer clear of reading about gaining, because there's really no room in my life for this sort of fetish... but I just can't seem to help myself. I always start out by promising to just visit one journal, or one community, or to read one story... and then I find myself perusing all the glorious pot bellies on the Internet for hours.

Anyway, in case anyone is wondering, I'm still alive, and would love to hear about your latest gaining experiences.

Gone, but not forgotten...

2008-12-08T09:21:58Z

Well, as some of you may know, I was letting myself "go" several months back. Unfortunately, I whipped myself back into shape for the sake of being able to do something that is physically demanding. i won't go into details, but it's something I've always had the desire to do, and in order to do it effectively, I need to be in good physical condition.

The GOOD NEWS? I can still apreciate chub in all its flabby glory. Also, I'm by no means "rock hard," so I still have a miniscule amount of softness left. I feel good and that's what matters... because I can still admire those who are softer than I am!

Like I said, I'm not rock solid, and I just ran my hands over the small mound of belly that I still have, and some part of me couldn't help but give a little squeeze and a tender caress over the roundness I managed to still possess. While I'm in pretty good condition, there's still enough chub to fill up a few fingers full of it. Mmm....

Was it a rub?

2008-04-08T00:41:26Z

When my boyfriend and I go to sleep, we start off spooning. Depending on how tired we are, we remain that way until the morning light. Usually, however, his arm lays more up around my chest area, but it occasionally slumps down around my belly. In the middle of the night, I kind of awoke to find that my boyfriend's hand was under the lower half of my tummy. When he's sleeping, it's not uncommon for him to carress and rub my body, and I think that's what he did to my relaxed belly last night. It's just that most often, if anything is getting attacked in the night, it's my breasts, so this was a nice little change from the norm. Not to mention, I was laying on my side, and we all know what kind of bulging action that does for the not-so-washboard abs....

Some samples of my new little belly

2008-04-01T04:23:24Z

Okay, so I snapped a quick series of my soft, slightly squishy middle. I don't know which ones really portray it best, so here's an array:

My little beginner's pooch.

My mini-love handles.

I never knew my little belly could do that! This is what happens when I let it all go and don't worry about my posture.

Another view of how far my tummy sticks out below the belly button.

One last angle of my rounded, soft belly.

The Beginning

2008-03-31T03:03:21Z

So, I suppose an explanation is due. I'm 22 years old, soon to be 23. Done with college. I've pretty much maintained the slender stature I've possessed my whole life. Of course, over the last two lazy quarters of my college career, partying was abundant, and we all know what late nights of beer gorging and hangover-induced oversleeping can do to your midsection. What should've been the active, exercise-filled times of day were instead completely composed of lazing about and then repeating the previous nights' shenanigans with more cheap beer and late-night beer munchies as meals. I don't think I actually cooked for myself more than perhaps twice each quarter. I was constantly eating out at the calorie-crazed food establishments nearby my university.

Still appearing fit and trim to outsiders, I, of course, noticed the decreasingly toned look of my fit, feminine abs. Not what one could call pudgy by any means, but definitely softer. At the time, I was just a crazy, single gal partying out with not a care in the world. I've been in a wonderful relationship for about half a year, now, and my boyfriend definitely digs my figure, and always has. He saw me in my super-toned days, and he sees me now, in my slightly softer state. He loves my curves, and I love how it feels when we're being physical. When he reaches around my back and grabs a tiny bit of extra flesh on my side (yes, you could call them mini love handles, but they're nothing you would notice when I'm fully clothed), it drives me crazy. What I love the most, though, is when he is kissing my stomach and approaches the soft, slightly pooching area just below my bellow button. Wow. Now, that's the stuff.

I guess the reason why I’m bringing all this to attention is because I go in circles with this new sensation. I loved being fit and the confidence that came with it. I like feeling like I look sexy in my clothes, and I know I feel more physically comfortable with the way they fit when I am slim and trim. I’m not looking to truly gain to the extent that people would start to worry and whisper, but having that extra little bit of belly really turns me on. In fact, my boyfriend, while he is still by the vast majority’s standards considered to be thin, perhaps even a little underweight, is starting to get that little pooch himself. I actually find it really cute and sometimes long to give it a little pinch and a rub from time to time, but I know he’d be uncomfortable with that. I guess what I would like is to trade thoughts with like-minded people and see what kind of conclusion and feeling I come up with about this part of me.

That’ll do for an introduction for now.