So...When did you know you where a FA/FFA?

[Guest savethebees]

31 minutes ago, ShoeshineBoy said:

Pigs Is Pigs still has power over me after all of these years.  It's a double-whammy of feedism and bondage.  Too much sensory input for young me.  Apparently, too much for old me.

Def understand what it's like to have these things hold power over you. It's always the animation lol

[Joliat]

Like so many in this thread, I have childhood recollections about fictional characters. One was , yes, Winnie the Pooh. When I was maybe 5 years old, I found Pooh cartoons weirdly fascinating. It wasn't sexual exactly, but it definitely stirred unusual feelings I couldn't identify. Then there was an eipsode of Sesame Street, which no one ever seems to recall, where Cookie Monster eats everything in Mr Hooper's store. He ends up moaning with a hugely swollen belly. Again that triggered the same weird, fuzzy, indefinable feeling of strange fascination.

Of course I didn't go, 'oh, I'm FA!' But it's pretty obvious in retrospect what my subconscious was telling me.

I do remember having vaguely warm feelings toward chubby girls in grade school, but it wasn't until sexual awakening in adolesence that I gradually twigged to the fact that the girls who turned me on were on the big side. Because I didn't gravitate to the really obese so much as the BBW thick types, that wasn't immediately clear. It didn't take much to figure it out, though, LOL. 

As I think I've mentioned in other threads, it took me much, much longer to figure out how viscerally I enjoy weight gain and overeating. In the pre-internet age such things were unheard of to a vanilla suburban kid. That was a very, bits and pieces gradual realization.

 

[Guest Mr Froggy]

Think it was when I was about 12.   

Id just gone into secondary school and was realising that so many of my (formerly slim) female classmates were getting little potbellies due to puberty.   I remember found it astounding and hillarious at first;  like they were all being "brought down a peg or two",   as even the prettiest, most social and confident ones were being humbled by these awkward little protruding lower tummies starting to bulge through their shirts and round out their skirts. 

I found I couldn't keep my eyes off them.  I'd had puppy love crushes on girls all the way back to like age 7 or whatever - but this was the first time I started to feel something physical/sexual rather than just romantic. 

[Guest You have a belly]

On 9/25/2020 at 5:40 AM, Mr Froggy said:

Think it was when I was about 12.   

Id just gone into secondary school and was realising that so many of my (formerly slim) female classmates were getting little potbellies due to puberty.   I remember found it astounding and hillarious at first;  like they were all being "brought down a peg or two",   as even the prettiest, most social and confident ones were being humbled by these awkward little protruding lower tummies starting to bulge through their shirts and round out their skirts. 

I found I couldn't keep my eyes off them.  I'd had puppy love crushes on girls all the way back to like age 7 or whatever - but this was the first time I started to feel something physical/sexual rather than just romantic. 

My experience is similar. Watching the pretty girls at that age getting "fat" bellies, when being fat was supposed to be the preserve of ugly girls, was confusing and strangely exciting, like something deliciously forbidden. It made me feel embarrassed for them and aroused at the same time, especially on the rare occasion were those bellies could be observed in the flesh. I remember boys would comment mockingly on pretty girls getting fat. I loved it and I happily joined the mocking, just, unlike other boys, I also felt awkwaredness and arousal about it.

[PotBelly]

It was always something I kind of knew but I didn't fully realize until recently. 

But my earliest was my older cousin's friend, in the 90s wearing a tube top as was fashionable back them. She had a big of a pudgy belly for the size of the top and pants she was wearing and I realized I couldn't stop looking. She had a navel piercing and came over to ask me if I liked it, and for some reason asked me to touch it. I'm just hitting puberty and think this girl is beyond hot - I think she knew she was being a tease. 

The one that really sticks in my memory though is when I think I was a junior in high school. A girl had joined the school late and I was asked to show her around. She was kind of a metal-gothic thing going on, was slender and also quite busty for her body size - she looked much older than anyone in our class. A ton of guys liked her and she played up to it, but I wasn't too into her that way and we ended up becoming friends. About a few months into the year she said she had started taking a pill and she felt like it was making her put on weight and want to eat more, and a lot of people would point out that she was always snacking on something. I didn't think anything of it, I'd go over her place after school now and then and she'd make a stack of pancakes every time, so her eating habits was something I was accustomed to. People also commented on how larger her boobs had gotten too, which she really played up to and enjoyed the attention of - I obviously noticed that. 
I also noticed she gradually started to dress more casually and away from the gothic look - which didn't go with her personality anyway. I commented on it once and she said it was because she couldn't fit into those clothes anymore. I laughed it off, but one day I remember zoning out in class and she's sitting on another girls desk talking and I realized I'm staring at her like a creep. She jumps off the table and her sweater rides up a bit, and I notice the slender stomach she was always showing off wasn't flat anymore, but actually sticking out pretty prominently and I could see the button on her jeans struggling. I couldn't take my eyes off her and from then on I found myself getting more and more attracted to her, and began to notice her weight gain - I thought she looked amazing the more weight she put on - and she was comfortable enough with me that she kept flaunting her belly to me and complaining of her weight gain (which I was always ready to tell her looked great on her) - her face filled out and her hips got larger, and she pulled it off so well. 

I knew I was obsessed when we were sitting in her room one day and she leaned back and undone her jeans. Her belly kind of spilled out as it does and she noticed me staring - she told me to stop looking at it, and I tried to play it cool. But then she completely flipped and told me to touch and jiggle it to notice how soft it was - I wasn't able to stand up for about an hour after. 

And the time that cemented it - I always liked a pair of jeans she had and made herself, with a pattern down the side. We messing around in her room and she was comfortable enough around me to change clothes and sometimes just hangout in her underwear (wasn't comfortable for me though, let me tell you - but I was too much of a wuss to set a boundary, and I kind of enjoyed it). She's wondering what to wear and I tell her the jeans, because I hadn't seen her wear them in a while. She told me they don't fit anymore and I said bullshit, so she got them to prove it. I remember thinking that they'd probably be a bit snug around her belly and that was it. But they couldn't get past her thighs - I was shocked, I knew she'd gained but not that much. She gained in all the "right" places and it looked good and so natural on her that I didn't realize how much she had put on. I found myself turned on more than I probably had ever been before - that night we drank a bit and made pancakes as we did. For some reason she teased me quite a bit, asking me provocative questions and other things. The more we drank the more intense they got - at one point she sprayed whipped cream into her belly button and dared me to lick it off without touching her stomach. No problem, I did and I can still remember hot I was, you could have warmed an eskimo family on me. She was still getting a lot of attention from guys, and although her boyfriend has split up with her not long before, she was attracting guys much larger and I guess cooler than I was, and she knew she was out of my league - so I think she knew I was attracted to her now. 
Even so, the last dare was to make out with her, saying it would be fine as friends and not to be a wuss. I am a wuss, so I eventually did ... and it went from there, upstairs, and I was obsessed with loving on her soft stomach and realizing when we got together how much larger and thicker she was than me now. I had all of her, and she was stunning, but I just remember my attention always being on her stomach. 
It's a bit blurry after that - her mom came home while we were both asleep on each other under the covers. I had to hide in the spare room, where I would usually stay, like it was some teenager romcom movie. 

Sadly our friendship didn't really recover from the awkward morning after and sobering up. She let me no, in no uncertain terms that it was a one night thing that would never happen again and she felt terrible because she knew I was into her and took advantage of it. I didn't feel as angry, although hurt ... we got a bit more distant and then went away to different colleges and that was that. I've seen her off and on since and her weight always fluctuates, especially after having a kid, but she still looks amazing either way. But I would think about that night for a long time and didn't ever really come close to that kind of excitement for a long time - it could have been because who it was, rather than what she looked like, but I know I had no interest until she started getting a belly, and then I became obsessed. I probably wasn't as into anyone until a few years ago when I met me current girlfriend, who is petty much perfect. And when she started to gain weight and I got more and more turned on by her, it hit me that it probably wasn't just a one time thing, and let myself accept that I just like girls with bellies. 

But yeah, I thought she was a one off example, but recent events with my girlfriend and another couple of friends have shown me otherwise, and I'm cool with that. This was much longer than I was expecting it to be too lol.

[AnonymousofAge]

My earliest memory of being fascinated by bellies would be when my cousin, sister, and I were all playing together in a turtle sandbox at my great-uncle/aunt’s (they were my cousin’s grandparents and were raising her and her brother) when we tucked in our shirts and started pouring sand down them to give ourselves ‘pregnant’ bellies. I just remember being really fascinated with the roundness and the size of it.

For a few years after that nothing in particular caught my attention, until I remember reading this book in class for fourth grade. It had something to do with a King Charles Cavalier puppy, and I remember a pregnant woman being mentioned. My brain just got really stuck on that particular image. After that I remember stuffing pillows and stuffed animals under my shirt and just really liking the look of it. I’ve never felt any motherly emotions and I’m not swayed by kids in the least, so I knew it wasn’t so much as ‘pregnant’ fascination with me so much as a ‘belly’ thing.
 

This was reaffirmed by cartoons: images like post-banana Templeton the Rat, stuffed bellied Scooby and Shaggy, and more were extremely interesting to me. As I got more adventurous, one day I had a pillow partly down my pants to achieve the ‘dropped bump’ look, I just started to move my hips and just kept doing it because it felt nice. Didn’t know what the hell I was doing. Didn’t tell anyone about any part of my fascination, and would continue to do the ‘belly shimmy’ for a couple of years until my first e-reader was given to me at the age of 11. I’ve always been a huge bookworm, and when I unknowingly downloaded a sample to a ‘fantasy dragon shifter’ book and begged my mom to let me buy it for $4.99 to finish it (I also had a known fascination for dragons), I ended up realizing that the book was NSFW. But it stirred me up (although there was nothing to do with bellies at all) and I realized that the feeling the story elicited from me was nearly exactly what my ‘shimmy’ did for me as well. I connected the dots on my own from there.
 

My e-reader had 3G (this was before WiFi was really even introduced into households) and was pixelated Black and white, but I could up pictures and things even if it took a few minutes, so I started googling stuff. I was internet-savvy enough at that age to make sure I was extremely thorough in erasing my tracks. I was terrified of my parents going into my device and finding this. I was very careful not to do anything illegal or anything that required payment, but I was extremely curious and explored MUCH of what the Internet had to offer. By the age of 13, I knew about 95% of what was involved in ANYTHING adult, and knew of most kinks and related content.

 Fake 18+ accounts were created for my browsing. I had no interest in porn sites (and still don’t) but my explorations have brought me to conclude that I simply like bellies, preferably round and pregnant-shaped (not floppy, squishy, but firm round and anti-gravity in a way). I can do without the pregnancy itself and I have no real attraction to “fat” or weight gain, but when the character’s belly is growing and they LIKE it and want it to get bigger…ohhhh boy. Even better. This is not limited to gender or species, or even the method of expansion. Simply bellies, and finding pleasure in the growing.

 

I myself am heavy but I don’t like it in particular: I’d rather loose the weight and then build muscle. I always liked being athletic when I was younger but poverty stopped those activities. I keep my interests to myself mostly so I don’t even know if I would prefer to have partner with this particular trait or if a more normal body would suffice, because I’ve learned that normal bodies or even muscular ones are not a turn off for me either. I just have more of a fetish for bellies I guess. 

 

Anyway, that’s my story and how I came to realize what attracted me.

[finalhazardark]

I posted this in a similiar discussion but I'll post it here as well:

One day when I was a teenager, I was going through some tiny old clothes I had when I was younger, out of curiosity, I tried them on. They barley just fit, like we're talking burtsing at the seams. I started to get turned on and tried finding smaller and smaller pants, I was just getting more and more turned on, eventually the pants were small enough that the button popped off, that was so hot to me, that it was the first time I ever orgasmed.

I then just kinda continued follwing that thread, tight clothes lead to big body parts bursting out of them lead to fat bellies popping buttons and it just went on from there, and here we are today 

[Zoll2008]

Old topic but hey, I felt like sharing....I am in my 50's.  My earliest memory of FA attraction was visiting my grandfathers house when I was 8-9 years old.  My Aunt was there and was expecting her second child.   She was normally very thin around 5'5" 120lbs but evidently, she was eating everything in site and had ballooned to easily twice her size.  I will never forget how wide her hips were and how her belly overwhelmed her figure.  I did not recognize her.  I wish I would have known how much she gained, it was very noticeable.   I saw her a year after the birth and she was so tiny, getting back to close to her normal weight in record time.  Wish she had that appetite all the time.   I tried to date larger ladies when I was younger but they were just not out on the scene.  Lost my virginity to a wonderful little chubby girl who looked a lot like thicccollegegirl  in Washington State back in 1987!!  I never got to see her again because we were both ** and never exchanged contact info.  I hope she realized I was with her because of the way she looked and was not just using her as a last resort!!!

[My User Name]

I think it was when I learned the term on Dimensions.

[W4E]

Although I wouldn't learn of the term for a number of years, I realised I was an FA part way through my first year at high school. The art teacher I had, when compared to other teachers, was different: she was young (early thirties), wore casual dress (jeans and t-shirt most days, red lipstick), was creative (she frequently burst into song, often with guitar), and for the purposes of this 'awakening' of mine, she was obese. 

This 'difference' was spellbinding. I remember it was her personality that first drew me in, with her understanding popular cultural references we made as lessons were going; this was early 2000s, so film, music and television from the 1980s and '90s were having a comeback of sorts due to GTA. She would riff off the various things we'd mention, which to me meant she listened and cared for us - at least more than simply assessing student progress and so forth. And she clearly had a passion for art, giving us brief lectures about different styles and painters. I found this hugely appealing and so sought to impress her in a callow way. I was lucky to have her for three years as my teacher, and maybe due to her being on a contract instead of full-time work, she continued to keep up with what her students were into, at once keeping lessons cool and interesting. And the casual nature of her employment mirrored her approach to life, really. She would stick with the same clothes even if they were covered in paint or clay, or, so I found appealing, had become tighter and rode up her belly, revealing love handles when she'd pass by. There were a few times where her hips or buttocks would bump into my back as she'd manoeuvre her large frame by. 

From when I first met her she might have been pushing 105 kg (230 lbs approx.), to the last year she was at school when she was perhaps closer to 130 kg (286 lbs), and as is the nature of such things, my friends at the time would go on about her being 'cool but fat'. Cool but fat: what a thing! Years later, when she was mostly forgotten about and I had learnt the term FA, a couple of friends would recall how much I seemed to like her when we were in art lessons together. They couldn't put their finger on it, and I wouldn't deny it. Though when they thought about the girls I was dating at the time, they made a few Fonzie noises and elbowed me knowingly. She was a wonderful teacher and it was a pleasant time. 

[Sam fc]

It was when I was 13, I was was looking up pictures of Billie Piper in Doctor Who and I thought that she looked bigger in series 2 photos than in series 1 photos, and I preferred it (obviously looking back on it she obviously didn’t gain that much but still). Then I started searching stuff like “Billie Piper chubby” and doing the same for other people and eventually ended up here. Here’s the photo where I realised my fetish 

[ssbbwadmierlover36]

when i was abouth 12 year age,and protected the fattest girl in class from being bullyed abouth here weight:)

[someguyonline]

In like 8th grade a girl I had a crush on had gained a lot of weight, and was making jokes about it and sneaking cookies in to class,. I remember thinking that I liked her bigger. Later in high school my first long term girlfriend was kind of chubby. As I've gotten older I've only dated bigger and bigger women.

[Inga Bittersweet]

Watching cartoons of weight gain, weight loss ads of before and after. Catdog, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Mad TV, Futurama, Family Guy, Simpsons, Stripperella, Scrubs. It slowly grew on me over the years. Passion Patties episode from Totally Spies awaken me. i became attracted to fat/BBW/plus size women over the years. I kept it hidden because I was scared what people might think. I'm now at the age that I finally opening up of embracing fat/BBW/plus size women.

[rickgm]

7 hours ago, Inga Bittersweet said:

Watching cartoons of weight gain, weight loss ads of before and after. Catdog, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Mad TV, Futurama, Family Guy, Simpsons, Stripperella, Scrubs. It slowly grew on me over the years. Passion Patties episode from Totally Spies awaken me. i became attracted to fat/BBW/plus size women over the years. I kept it hidden because I was scared what people might think. I'm now at the age that I finally opening up of embracing fat/BBW/plus size women.

You probably don't remember but there was an issue of "Mad" magazine, probably in the mid 60s, where a character (I think it was Superman) was doing some exercise and, to quote the comic, "developed unwanted muscles" in his belly.  The picture was of him with a gigantic round belly which, as a young boy, intrigued me tremendously. 

[OhRlyeh?]

Middle school, I knew I had a cellulite kink. High school I figured out I like girls  bit chubby, then later discovered I liked the idea of girls gaining, but again was more just into chubby and mostlyjust for big butts, late college I think is when I hit full FA. Had sex with a girl who was 300+ and there was no looking back.  @NikkiMaialina is 100% the cause of my more recent kink of being teased about my weight though. 

[Princess Bogar CLIPS]

Since I got interested in other people that way. I've always found bigger people much more desirable and sexier and ahhhh It is that what attract me since I can remember. I couldn't look at any other body type as attractive to me. 

[hamazon]

In high school, for sure. I was initially attracted to busty girls, and when I looked for that online, nothing ever seemed to be enough. So busty models led to giant fake boobs, which led to inflation, which led back to busty models (because I realized that natural was hotter to me), and the bustiest models happened to also be chubby. That’s when I discovered FA, initially through sites like Big Cuties and Supersized Bombshells, and I discovered that SSBBWs were my real fetish. Why have just big boobs when you can have big everything?