M45. Weight gain other has always been a turn on for me. Since forever. Puberty was met with my love of BBWs and then SSBBWs. I’ve always been big myself, 6’4” and fat, but as have gotten older the pounds seem to be coming on quicker than ever and today I weighed in at 367. The biggest I have ever been. If it weren’t for clothing and heath I would pack on that 33 so quickly to hit 400. It is so tempting being this close and the way my body stores fat now I bet I could conquer that very quickly. Unless I go on a massive diet, it seems like 400 inevitable and while it’s kinda of scary, it’s kind of exciting too. I actually told a friend recently about my weight going up and said if it weren’t for my concerns, I’d say F it and pack it. He agreed to the same thing. He was a gym rat 20 years ago, now he’s 5’8”, 330 lbs and doesn’t seem phased by getting fatter. I love that a close friend of me admitted to having the same feelings about weight gain as I do. And while we’re older, fat acceptance seem to be easier in your 40s than when younger.