Post by Big B on Oct 16, 2004 0:53:01 GMT -5
I grew up with a 300 pound father. my dad would always lift weights and try to make sure he kept his weight up.My dad loved Sumo! My dad loved being big and fat. Since I was a kid, my dad always told me to get husky. I know when I was 8 , I wanted to be the fattest man in the world. This is no lie. since I was tall and skinny, it has been very hard to gain weight. So I gave up on it during high school. Mind you my father was from a husky family, I looked like a runt next to my cousins.
He always wanted me to eat more and gain weight. He said you need to get big in this life. to kick ass if needed. Most people respected him, with his size.Being his only son, He wanted me to be huge, like him. I tired to gain weight but it is so hard for me. My first year of JR. college, I lived with my parents, to save money, and on day I came home and went to my room and here all my clothes were, all over the room, my things scattered all over the room, my bed thrown apart, I not kidding you, my shoes were all over the room I thought we were robbed, my bed room was a disaster and I was ready to call the police, and then my dad came home from work. my dad said he destroyed my bedroom because I was not trying hard enough to gain weight, he was so angry at me, he said he wanted his son to be a 300 pounder like him, but He had a d**n wimp for a son that looked like an AIDS f*g**t .. This it what I get for being a skinny fairy. He said since he was so much bigger them me, it's either my bedroom he tares up or it would have been me, He said I was an embarrassment to him. As you can see my dad was obsessed with size. I yelled at my dad and told him he way nuts, and then I told him, fine, I'll become so fat I well be immobile, my dad said fine, I rather see you bed ridden then a skinny f*g looking wimp of a man! God, did I hate him for years after! That really hurt me badly, I can't tell you how much. This went on once a month for almost a year. My friends said I should move out, I could not afford it at the time or gain weight. Well I finally moved out. I hated my dad for a long time but I did put on some weight, I only made it to 220, I have a physical job, pays good, but physical. My dad was happy that I put weight on, I dad look better. I told my dad that I one day well be a 500 pound man! He did not say a word. I am now 37 years old, this happen a long time ago. My dad passed away 8 years ago. I am still at 220 but my dad was right. My boss at work is 345 and 3 co-workers are in the upper 200. I was passed up for a promotion, I know because my boss choose a heavy man. I swear before I die I truly want to be around 500 pounds. I am obsessed in becoming a fatman and I want to be called a fatman and I would love being made fun of. I wanted to have a huge body and a huge stomach likes these guys do.I want it badly. I want it to be hard for me to fit in a car, it's become a real turn on for me for the past 5 years.I keep pictures of obese men in my wallet and I listen to sublimely tapes to get fat and eat and eat. So wish me luck and help me if you can on how to gain weight. I took roids and that put weight on be but I can get anymore now. I swear, the way I feel now, if I could somehow become the fattest man in world, I'd do it in a second. I am determined to get to 500, I would be the happiest man in the world and if this is possible for me, I may just keep going till I become bed ridden and go for the record. I am really obsessed with this and if there is a God, I hope he well bless me with this. I am so d**n tired of looking at fatman and wanting to be just like them, but much fatter. My dad was SO right after all, fatter is better and skinny is horrible.
Maybe one day I'll be in your pictures as the fattest man it maybe hard for me to move, but it well be well worth it. My dad and I are going to get our wish, I am going to make myself so fat. I just wished my dad were alive, because the words I would love to hear the most in my life is my dad telling me I am too big and fat! The my goal has been complete in my life and I'd tell him sorry dad I am going for more and more weight!. kbjwylie@netzero.net
He always wanted me to eat more and gain weight. He said you need to get big in this life. to kick ass if needed. Most people respected him, with his size.Being his only son, He wanted me to be huge, like him. I tired to gain weight but it is so hard for me. My first year of JR. college, I lived with my parents, to save money, and on day I came home and went to my room and here all my clothes were, all over the room, my things scattered all over the room, my bed thrown apart, I not kidding you, my shoes were all over the room I thought we were robbed, my bed room was a disaster and I was ready to call the police, and then my dad came home from work. my dad said he destroyed my bedroom because I was not trying hard enough to gain weight, he was so angry at me, he said he wanted his son to be a 300 pounder like him, but He had a d**n wimp for a son that looked like an AIDS f*g**t .. This it what I get for being a skinny fairy. He said since he was so much bigger them me, it's either my bedroom he tares up or it would have been me, He said I was an embarrassment to him. As you can see my dad was obsessed with size. I yelled at my dad and told him he way nuts, and then I told him, fine, I'll become so fat I well be immobile, my dad said fine, I rather see you bed ridden then a skinny f*g looking wimp of a man! God, did I hate him for years after! That really hurt me badly, I can't tell you how much. This went on once a month for almost a year. My friends said I should move out, I could not afford it at the time or gain weight. Well I finally moved out. I hated my dad for a long time but I did put on some weight, I only made it to 220, I have a physical job, pays good, but physical. My dad was happy that I put weight on, I dad look better. I told my dad that I one day well be a 500 pound man! He did not say a word. I am now 37 years old, this happen a long time ago. My dad passed away 8 years ago. I am still at 220 but my dad was right. My boss at work is 345 and 3 co-workers are in the upper 200. I was passed up for a promotion, I know because my boss choose a heavy man. I swear before I die I truly want to be around 500 pounds. I am obsessed in becoming a fatman and I want to be called a fatman and I would love being made fun of. I wanted to have a huge body and a huge stomach likes these guys do.I want it badly. I want it to be hard for me to fit in a car, it's become a real turn on for me for the past 5 years.I keep pictures of obese men in my wallet and I listen to sublimely tapes to get fat and eat and eat. So wish me luck and help me if you can on how to gain weight. I took roids and that put weight on be but I can get anymore now. I swear, the way I feel now, if I could somehow become the fattest man in world, I'd do it in a second. I am determined to get to 500, I would be the happiest man in the world and if this is possible for me, I may just keep going till I become bed ridden and go for the record. I am really obsessed with this and if there is a God, I hope he well bless me with this. I am so d**n tired of looking at fatman and wanting to be just like them, but much fatter. My dad was SO right after all, fatter is better and skinny is horrible.
Maybe one day I'll be in your pictures as the fattest man it maybe hard for me to move, but it well be well worth it. My dad and I are going to get our wish, I am going to make myself so fat. I just wished my dad were alive, because the words I would love to hear the most in my life is my dad telling me I am too big and fat! The my goal has been complete in my life and I'd tell him sorry dad I am going for more and more weight!. kbjwylie@netzero.net