Oh just me chugging a whole quart of heavy cream. 3200 calories in a flash. See the whole video here!

Doctor’s scale made it official… Guess I overshot my latest weight goal 😅 (150 vs. 305)

Hungry Hungy Hippo 🦛

Growing!!!

Some dude won't stop harassing me about my violent night poster looking at him... So I hung up this John Wick poster! Don't worry, the bad man won't hurt you 😉

I made an Amazon wishlist for anyone who wants to help me pack on the mass for my bulk 💪🏻🐷

#gainer #bear #pig #exjock #exjockweightgain #weightgain #bulk #bulking #fitspiration #fitspo

No I didn't eat the whole box, why do you ask

I work with my best mate who has obviously picked up somewhat on me packing on about 3 stone in 18 months, and that I'm not exactly upset about the added weight. Our relationship involves lots of teasing and jokes at the other's expense, so obviously the new and improved, fatter Desk has come in for some flack.

I took over a maternity role for someone, and he patted my gut at the pub after I was offered the position and asked if I was the one who was pregnant; someone (quite unexpectedly) revealed that they've got a six-pack, and he quipped that I'd been growing "a single great big ab"; we had a work thing about healthy living and he made sure to explain the concept of "eating less" to me; there's lots of comments about the amount I've eaten, or comparisons to other big guys we work with, or "bulking", and lots of belly pats and pokes.

He mentioned last week that he's bulking (but, you know, normal bulking at the gym, not eating his way into obesity), that he's currently 11 stone, and would like to work his way up to 12 stone as an initial goal. Well, naturally, I worked in that I'm currently a little over 18 stone. He was genuinely shocked. Who can blame him? It's a big number! He sort of looked at me for a bit as if he'd not properly noticed just how big I'd gotten, and then just sort of said "fuck, I guess you are about that yeah." Then he remembered that I'd previously mentioned that I was 17 stone, and he made a bit of a comment about putting on a stone in a year - I didn't correct him by pointing out that it was well under a year ago that I told him I was 17 stone.

Now, a couple of things here. The most significant is that I am 7 stone heavier than my best friend which is, for those of you who prefer to use any kind of normal units, 98 pounds. I am about a hundred pounds heavier than this man. I felt fucking huge.

Then of course, is the acknowledgement of how big I've gotten. I think because we joke so much, having him take a step back and evaluate and conclude yeah, this guy has gotten fucking fat, no joking, no quip or tease, was really fucking hot.

We're both going to a wedding in August and are sharing an AirBnB that happens to have a hot tub. The last time he will have seen me shirtless will have been about two years and three stone ago, so I'm excited to see his reaction. Now I'm thinking though, could I get up to 19 stone by then? More? What will his reaction be, I wonder, if I'm stood there in some XL swim shorts, mentioning I had to buy some new ones because my old ones didn't fit, and just drop in that I've put on yet another stone. It's odd motivation maybe, but it's really pushed me and I've been hitting 4k and 5k calories this past week. Who knows, maybe I'll hit 20 stone by that wedding.

I honestly want a relationship like this. Someone who’s bigger, fatter, greedier, hornier, wider and a hog to the T

It's easy staying warm when I'm this big... 😏 Anyone need some warming up?

A few liters of chocolate milk a day keep the skinny away..

525 pounds of blubber.

I need to be fatter...

Swollen Saggin Hog Belly 🐖

Fuckkkk… this is getting extreme. All this fat hanging off the front of me! What do you see?