I think the only way I can happily, consistently gain is including the gym. The idea of just bulking and getting bigger, stronger, fatter, and hungrier is just... Too hot. 😈
It's kinda hot when an otherwise ambitious guy kinda gives up and turns into a hedonistic slob. Skips class and work, stops going out as much. Chooses to stay in and worsen his dopamine addiction, overeating, playing video games, gooning, getting fatter and dumber.
I see you🐷
I love how gooners start developing a little belly because they spend all their time pumping and eating and saturating themselves in dopamine. 😈 Good boys.
Eat until you're full, goon until you're not.
Eat until you're full, goon until you're not.
Eat until you're full, goon until you're not.
Eat until you're full, goon until you're not.
Eat until you're full, goon until you're not.
There's a very primal satisfaction to having a well-fed partner.
Watching a physical manifestation of your collective success reflect on their waistline as they (over) indulge on the excesses afforded to them.
Its obviously hot as hell watching them gorge and pack on the pounds because they can't put the fork down.
But it also makes the lizard-brain happy to know you have a biologically-successful mate.
One that isn't just surviving, not just thriving, but allowed to be gluttonous, allowed every calorie within arms reach, allowed to pack their stomach with so much food they literally can't fit in a single additional bite...
And of course, most importantly, a mate that is allowed to grow fatter and fatter as excess becomes norm and their appetite grows to match their ravenous expectations.