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Well, woman-on-top is my favorite position by far, but it's physically somewhat demanding, so I only get to enjoy it in small doses.

I'm not a connaisseur, but I always liked 'Moving Back Home' from Snide N Sniff

Ha ha, my wife has also had that issue with exiting or entering a car in a tight space. Sometimes I have to back out and let her out/in. Here is an intimate 'awkward situation' some of you may be familiar with. A few years ago my wife's tummy started to get in the way during missionary position. She was a bit shy about it and also spoke about it as if it was something that she'd been worried about for a while given her slow and steady weight gain. The irony is that, of course, I loved feeling that bulge under me even if it made it more challenging to go deep. Easy fix, too, I just started going from the side, caressing her sumptuous belly in the process. It turned into a win.

Some people get off on humiliation (either giving it or receiving it). That seems to be a well-represented element of the FA world. And that is probably where many of those kinds of posts are coming from. I don't share this 'humiliation' kink AT ALL, for my part. And I certainly don't think it should be inflicted on anyone online unless they request it. So, good post.

My wife (5'1, 300+ lbs) has had a few of these incidents. One time she got stuck in a booth at Subway. She had to struggle her way out and has not gone to eat there since. Another related incident was when she literally could not fit in the booth in another restaurant and we had to move to a table. Nowadays I always make sure to reserve or ask for a table when we're being seated. If the place has very wide booths, then I will discreetly pull the table toward me to give her more room. Another restaurant story, we were walking to our table when a guy looked at her and started talking with his date about 'My 600 lb Life.' This was not done in a 'public shaming' way (it was a private conversation we happened to overhear). My wife was pretty annoyed about it, though. She is a serious foodie and overeats pretty consistently, so her weight gain was steady, 6-7 lbs per year for many years. Some years ago, she came home and ruefully noted that she had split her pants going up a staircase at work.

I grew up way pre-internet and two things I remember from being just a little kid. I mean, 5 or 6. One was a strange fascination with those old Disney Winnie the Pooh shorts. I liked lots of shows and things, of course, but liked those in an oddly intense way that gave me an indescribable fuzzy feeling. I didn't define it or analyze it, it just was. The other thing is that I had these vague, diffuse warm feelings toward chubby girls in my classes. Not crushes, this was way before that. Just a low-level warm glow about them. With sexual awakening, at like 12 or 13, I do remember some confusion. I didn't have much interest in models, Playboy bunnies, etc., but tended to think in terms of girls in the neighborhood or school. These were generally plump or chubby, not obese, so there was a gap of time (I'm not sure how much) between my realizing "whoa, girls are hot" and my realizing that the girls I found hot were on the plump side. I gradually figured out the common denominator. It took longer to figure out other things. Like weight gain, overeating, and the fact that my "ceiling" is much higher than mere plump gals. A lot of that stuff I only really began to understand in my 20s.

Is there any indication that your husband likes BBWs? That would be a pretty big piece of initial information. If he doesn't, then it's highly unlikely he'll be happy with the gain.

Somewhat tangential but a while ago I came across an AI comic generator where you could input a general story concept and it would spit out a one-page 6 or 7 panel story. I tried inputting plots involving self-stuffing and overeating, and what came back were tales of gals overeating and then resolving to start a new life and lose weight. I tried multiple configurations and always some version of this came back. Fatphobia will be as embedded in AI as it is in the culture from which AI is trawling.

The word 'fetish' seems to do double duty. On the one hand, when applied to thin people, it's perceived as almost charmingly kinky: 'oh, he has a foot thing...oh, she's into S&M...' These kinds of thing are on the fringe of mainstream in the culture these days. When applied to fat admiration, the term flips over into being one of derision and disrepute. 'He has a fat fetish. That's f-cked up.' So toxic is anti-fat prejudice that being with fat partners creates its own stigma: “They Might Be Wondering Why I Didn’t Set My Sights Higher”: Associative Stigma in Sexual and Romantic Relationships with Fat Partners: The Journal of Sex Research: Vol 0, No 0 - Get Access (tandfonline.com) The idea that finding a particular body type desirable can be called a 'fetish' doesn't make sense to me anyway. Most people prefer certain types of bodies over others, sexually speaking.

Haha, funny you mention this. I work in a supervisor office role. The staff there are 90% female and all are fit and trim. As a morale-boosting technique, once a week I bring them all a big box of donuts and go to each staff member encouraging them to take one. One or two donuts per week is not enough to make anyone fat, but in this fit/slim crowd it’s still considered mildly scandalous, and I know they look forward to it. Last week after I’d done the rounds, I left for a few minutes and came back - and overhead one of them laughing and saying “I hear his wife is huge.” The other replied: “I can see why!” 😀

Even granting that obesity brings health risks, I don't think FAs have anything to feel guilty about, provided their partner is being themselves and doing what they want. The ideal situation, ethically, is a partner who is naturally overweight and who would feel unhappy, unfulfilled, or frustrated if they had to constantly battle to be thinner. Loving a BBW/SSBW who is just being who they naturally are is nothing to feel guilty about in the least. This comes down to an old mantra of mine: fat people gonna be fat. So it's a damned good thing they have people who love them.

I grew up pre-internet and there were two different aspects of this for me, which I kind of discovered in stages by navigating real life rather than a screen. One was desiring plump/fat girls. The other was being turned on by what might be called "fat behaviors" (overeating, weight gain). Weirdly, it took me much longer to fully understand the latter, probably because there was absolutely zero framework for hearing about it or understanding it. I realized fairly early in my sexual awakening that the girls I favored were plumper than usual. One thing that hit me was in grade eight (or seven? I actually don't remember). It was a new school. There was a chubby girl in one of my classes and I remember walking in the crowded school hall one day, and seeing her a ways off in full profile wearing jeans, and realizing that she had what we'd now call a bubble butt. The sight of it hit me like I'd been tasered, it was some kind of system overload, LOL. So that moment wasn't quite a "gateway" but it did seem to announce to my psyche that this BBW thing was serious, overpowering stuff. Again, it took me a ridiculously long time to figure out the other part (weight gain, stuffing, etc.). In like grade 11, remember a girl from another high school on the public bus who was chubby and pear-shaped. She was with a group of other kids from the school and eating a chocolate bar. At one point she offered a square from the bar to a guy and, when he reached for it, popped it into her own mouth and grinned like she was teasing him. You could see the guy's brain going "God - what a fat chick." Meanwhile I was observing this going nuts, haha. But that wasn't really a "realization" moment, it was all sort of muddled together in my mind. Only gradually, as I encountered gals who gained weight in university and had other experiences, did I really start working it out. Even when I met my wife and we began a courtship in which her appetite player a central role, my understanding was still in process, if I'm being honest. The internet's arrival in my mid-20s was sort of the last piece that clarified a lot of this for me. My 'ceiling' in terms of how big was too big, for instance, was bigger that I'd fully understood. And yes, stuffing, weight gain, etc. were absolutely integral to my desires.

Wow, this sounds a lot like me and my wife way back when we first met. Like your GF, she was already chubby...nothing extreme but definitely 40-50 lbs overweight. And I quickly discovered she too was a "natural glutton." She loved eating, loved chocolate, loved sweets, loved treats (still does). Sure, on our first couple of dates she made minor suggestions that she had to watch her figure, but she very quickly dropped any pretense as, without coming out and announcing I LIKE FAT I made it pretty clear that I welcomed and encouraged her appetite. She could be her natural fat girl self around me and we both reveled in it. The result has been about 6-7 lbs gain per year and a wife who has gradually gone from plump to super-obese, easily over 300 lbs. My advice would be: don't push it, just encourage/enable - praise her, and frame food and eating as a 100% positive pleasure and love language. That is exactly what she wants to hear, I bet.

Interesting how many replies on here express a disinterest in hard core porn. I’m the exact same way. I don’t even look for nudity. Of course I enjoy bellies, thighs etc but nothing X-rated. Just give me an attractive fat girl doing normal things - especially eating - and I’m happy, especially if she seems to be enjoying herself. 🤷‍♂️

None of my business, but are you talking about being FA, or about feederism? Your subject line and your post seem to be implying two different things. If you’re “merely” FA, it can’t be that hard to find gals with plump bellies? There are BBW dating sites that are area-specific. And you likely meet women with bellies at school or work. Just ask them out. Feederism would be a tougher challenge, admittedly.