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Biggest woman you’ve ever been with/Biggest you want to be with?


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On 7/1/2019 at 7:37 PM, LeanGuy said:

Hey everyone, wanted to see how big the biggest girl you’ve ever been with was, and how big you’d like to go. Thanks!

My current SO is the biggest at about 350lb (I say about because she doesn’t actively weigh herself and that’s what it was last time she went to the doctor). She says in the time she’s known me, she’s gained 50 lb (that was a few months ago, again, talking about that doctors visit) and has put on approximately 150 lb in the span of 4 years. She isn’t doing this willingly, though. She knows about my fetish and basically said “because I know you’ll love me no matter what, I kinda didn’t worry about my weight.” She actually doesn’t want to gain weight, it just keeps happening because of her lifestyle, and I keep letting it happen. I’m sure if she gained intentionally, she’d balloon, but since she seems to be against that, I’ve never suggested it. As for the second part of your post, I probably wouldn’t have a limit. I feel like my favorite SSBBW models are 500-600lb so maybe that. I’m sure that would look amazing on my SO. 

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3 hours ago, NikeLove1986 said:

That is awesome lol great picture 

Thank you so much, she truly is awesome and she has the face of an angel as well as being enormously fat. (Belly 60 inches, thighs 33 inches each.)  :) She also gained much of the weight in a few years by overeating on purpose and just letting herself get fucking huge.

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Tallest girl I ever been with was 6’2, volleyball and basketball player with EEs.

Biggest girl? High school sweetheart was Greek/Irish had VERY large breasts and very voluptuous. About just after senior year she had trouble getting her hips and ass through a doorway... but she only probably weighed in around 260-280. Not very tall. Basically all ass, belly, and tits.

Currently my wifey is about as much as me but much shorter. I’m 6’0 and around 210. She’s about 5’0 Asian background but very large ass and hips, definite pear bottom. And very large breasts.

 

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Mine has always been around 190-200 lbs. At 190 she felt fat and started to talk about action. At 220 she took action but first she ate all the things "one last time", so she balloond to 250. I found that very sexy; the process itself of seeing her melt into herself, and especially her face. She lost weight, dropping to 185 lbs lowest, then was 190 a long time (this time feeling it as a thin weight!!!)

I have her back at 220-ish now and ideally would grow her back up to 250. I have no idea if I would still want to have her fatter then.

Of course at that point it's not just the looks and the weight itself. Having her back at 250 would just be a nice look but also a nice defeat of any of her weight loss attempts. But the next markers, 275 lbs and 300 lbs, would also be really nice psychological points. 

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3 minutes ago, John Smith said:

My apologies to make wait everybody for so long.

 

Less one year ago, I used to work overnight since a couple of weeks into a convenience store when a newcomer came in the staff. A tall, scrupulously voguish, Eurasian-looking collegian brunette in her late teens entered the store early this morning to start her first shift. She usually donned herself into an elegant stylized shirt, undergarbed beneath either a form-hugging sports jacket or a thigh-length seasonal coat jacket, followed by a pair of black leggings or denim stretchy jeans, straddling voluptuously along the way with her high-heel boots when she wanted to emphasize the shapeliness of her towering legs or simply a pair of running shoes. Her dark irises, engraved into a set of almond-shaped-- almost Mongoloid doll eyes, were glimmering with shy sensuality and mystery: unless that was just but a poetic impression of mine, given by the result of the room's lightning counter-reflecting against her contact lenses.

 

At our first encounter, our fledging relation remained at first casual, profesionnal. Since she used to be a rookie, I stayed a a few extra hours, waiting for the arrival of a senior coworker and I had the time to swiftly develop some form of camaraderie with her. She was a well-versed, cultivated old soul, connoisseur in various fields and profundly insightful on many things and a sweet, yet domineering personality of the likes I does appreciate amongst most girls I had frequented: but I forthright repelled from my mind the temptation to make a move, question of professionalism (even if nothing in our work ethics outwardly forbade unplatonic affairs within coworkers) .

My attempt to not transgress our mutual working etiquette has deemed to be a failure, as at the wake of second weekend following her first day she'd immediatly loosen up her behiavor at such a lenght I'd almost fear I'd fell onto an another bipolar girl again: going up from a seemingly reserved, introvert-extroverted yet friendly coworker, to outwardly vamping me out, trying to know a little more about my past dating relations and trials, the nature of my long-held bond within my then-familiar (that she qualified as being my "fiancee") , if I was commiting with someone else and so on. I am a little more aged than her, but excrutingly wiser and older whem it comes about flirting saviness: her suggestively jovial sight, the sugary intonations into her voice tone, the enthousiasm she had to find the littiest excuse for a physical contact - whether that was about holding my hand or repetively rub or press her apple-sized breasts against my upper back just to arouse me... - or the burning passion into her lips, biting her lips whenever I seemed to suggestigely make a step toward her... 

... it seemed I was damned to turn every single cross-sex relation into a neo-noir erotic narrative, even with little to no effort. That year and early during this current one, a lot of ladies from all ages had lost their minds while being imbued with my presence around: I nearly got some trouble the first day at this job because one of the senior administration workers, a middle-aged woman in her forties, was teasing on me twice the two first months, complimenting my seemingly well-built body and physical strength. I got  a few couple of customers and oh-so-many of their boyfriends, husbands or escorting clients who were jealousively looking angrily at me... prior the rookie, even an another coworker about the same age was suggestively proposing me that we should close the doors for a little while and making out in an another room, far from the camera footage and has attempted to coax me for weeks. I would not lie to y'all guys, but some part of me was tempted by the young girls's advances, even more tempted by the latter one's invitation: not enabling and feeding someone for an entire year may held some weird effects unto your mental resilience, letting you more suggestive to some new possibilities.

 

Speaking about my fatphiliac withdrawal... it seems I couldn't help myself but profit of those opportunities to play out one more time my devilish charm. At the same second week, the brunette coworker asked me if I'd found her chubby, complaining she'd gained a few pounds. As I might learnt from her a couple of weeks later, she used to be a bonafide spoiled roly-poly at secondary school but since then she had lost a massive amount of weight, then of a rather slim, straight-figured built yet still hovering into the softer side with her gently soft curves and very pulpous thighs. Guessing she tried to lure my attention into her physique and observe my reaction, I geniunely replied that I've found her good as she was and that I wasn't minding about her gaining a few pounds or losing it, as much as she did it for her own comfort and health and not about someone else... it certainly had an impact on her because at each weekend passing, she seemed to grow pudgier and pudgier. At last, when she learnt in-between words that my so called "fiancee" has already been overweight once, her weight merely crept up faster.

After two months, rolls and a hint of potbelly were starting to bulge a little tightly against the fabric of her once overgrown medium-sized unform shirt. Her face has roundened out a little and her upper arms has bulked a whit. Her lower body frame has been very affected as well, as her thighs were pressing a little more against each other and her beam a little more wider, giving a cue for a budding wedge when she walked around. With my influence and charm alone, I made her a potential candidate for the realm of the born-again chubsters.

 

Afterwards, things happened. I don't want to speak about it. We kept contact to each other for a while then out of a sudden, she stopped to talk with me. We've never seen each other since then.

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On 7/7/2019 at 1:04 AM, John Smith said:

Just in case you were wondering how look the one who once went into tbe 170s pounds after many years losing ajd gaining heaps and weight:

 

 

 

17 minutes ago, John Smith said:

 

Update. Age twenty-seven. Seems she  most likely have developped a fond for monochrome selfies. Which is odd, since the pictures illustrating food oj her social media are always colorful, lest say more vivacious. 

 

What does that means?

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