My goal is to have ALL THE THICC! I want my ass, hips, and thighs to grow enough to fill out one of the wide office chairs we have at work. I want to feel both the arm rests pushing and sliding up against my fat as I sit down to work (and by "work," I mean pretend to be busy while I eat throughout the day).
The chair will let out a loud "creeeeaaaak" every time I sit up to reach for more food, and all the bits of food that fall while stuffing my face will be caught by my deep cleavage and burgeoning double belly, so that way I can gather them up and make sure nothing goes to waste, but instead goes to
waist (Ha, see what I did there?). When I get up to hit the vending machine, every part of me will be jiggling due to all of my fat body parts colliding with each other as I waddle back and forth.
At the end of the work day, everyone will hear and feel me coming down the hall, as all my thicc causes heavy thuds in the floorboards that send out little vibrations with every step (it'll be just like the impact tremors in Jurassic Park

). My coworkers will all whisper and snicker to each other as they watch me wiggle and shift my way into the driver's seat of my car, pressing my double belly into the steering wheel and then having to lean my body inward so I can close the car door up against my widened lower mass.
When I get home, I'll go straight to the fridge, grab some heavy cream, and immediately replace every calorie my body spent by waddling around at work. For dinner, I'll eat enough food to feed a normal family of four, then I'll change into some loose-fitting pj's, releasing all my rolls and folds that spent all day being constrained by work attire. I'll end the night with a sundae (and by "sundae," I mean a half-gallon of ice cream with all the fixings), so that way I'll put all that time sleeping to good use turning those loose pj's into tight pj's
Moral of the story: I love gaining, I love the fat community, and I can't wait to blow up and be fat and happy