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Hey everyone, long time lurker first time poster. I wanted to talk about a topic that’s been on my mind and was wondering if others felt similarly. I have a serious love hate relationship with this fetish. I feel as though it has ruined personal relationships of mine (through my own actions and expectations), however it’s the only thing that I get seriously aroused by. I want to so badly just be able to watch vanilla, mainstream porn like everyone else, to be able to see a girl and not think about how much she weighs or envision them as 100 pounds heavier. I also believe this contributes to my problem of “porn addiction” I use that term pretty loosely as I still live a normal life but when I’m bored i do it more than recommended. I know a kink is nothing to be ashamed of but I really do wish I was into something at least more conventional. Does anyone else feel like this? I am not looking for sympathy of any kind, just people to talk about it with. Please share your thoughts and experiences thank you for reading

Hey, kinda new to the website but was interested in getting people’s perspectives and inputs on this. A lot of people get into feederism because they were introduced through a partner. Sometimes, unfortunately, things don’t work out after making a major commitment either financially or physically. So my question is, for those that were introduced to feederism through somebody they’re no longer with, did it drive you away from feederism for awhile, did it encourage you to take things further, or did it distance you from it completely (assuming less the ladder given the website). No matter how you handled the situation, what was your personal line of reasoning/thinking for how you handled things?

Odd title I know but I’m not sure how else to describe her. TLDR: my gf has gained 45 pounds in a year and loves belly play and stuffings even though she says it’s not necessarily her kink and is somewhat indifferent about gaining. Thoughts? The long version: So my gf and I have been together for about a year and in that time she’s gained about 45 pounds. She’s always been on the curvier side, and when I met her she was around 190 lbs. She’s probably around 245 now but she’s tall (5’9) so it spreads evenly. That said she’s developed quite the double belly, her hips have gotten wider, and she’s gone up a size in everything. The gain wasn’t necessarily intentional, but she loves food and can’t help herself at times. She really leaned in after I told her about this kink. I told her pretty early on in our relationship, while she wasn’t a big fan of the weight gain aspect she could understand where I was coming from and enjoyed the other aspects like belly play and stuffings. She had never heard of the fetish before meeting me, but she’s gotten more and more comfortable with it, so much so that I think I may have awakened her to be a feedee herself. We’ve talked about this at length, and she mentioned that she enjoyed the sensation of having her belly played with, and being full, but that these things weren’t inherently sexual for her…even though they seem to get her off when I do them. Idk just overall pretty confused with how to place things. I really love her so it wouldn’t matter if she had this kink or not but I’ve never known of someone to align so closely with feederism but have it not actually be their fetish. Wondering if I’m alone here hah.

Привет ^ ^ Парень 20 лет, живу не далеко от Москвы. Ищу знакомств с девушками со схожими интересами

As the title suggests, anyone here actively gaining, BUT it's not what their SO wants? Just curious. Thanks.

If there’s any BBWs in the Pennsylvania area looking to start a serious relationship or just date for right now- I’m looking to start making some genuine connections. I’m a nice down to earth kind of person that’s into anime, gaming, art, and heavy metal music. Let’s talk and get to know each other more maybe.

I just moved to the southwest when I met my boyfriend. We’ve only been dating for a week and one day, I needed to borrow his phone to look up a recipe online because my phone battery died. I love to cook and I wanted to make us a special meal that night. He got really nervous when I picked up his phone and immediately I thought the worst. We never had the “talk” about monogamy so I figured he might be seeing other people. He reassured me this wasn’t the case but he asked me to “please not go through his pictures.” I wondered what skeletons (or piggies!) he had in his closet but I didn’t want to pry. We went on vacation together a few more weeks into our relationship. We were still getting to know each other but he said there was something he was afraid to tell me and he didn’t know when or how. He said it was something he has revealed to his past girlfriends and they had some issues with it. I knew he was into horror movies so I was hoping it wasn’t something gruesome like wanting to cut me up into little pieces or make voodoo dolls out of my skin! He slowly started to reveal things. Clues as to what it was. He said he “likes to spoil women” and he “likes to be teased.” He wanted me to “tease him with my curves.” He had some problems in the bedroom becoming fully erect at times and I didn’t understand why. He said it definitely wasn’t my fault but it was because of the things he has enjoyed sexually since he was a teenager. I was always very fit and trim my entire life. When we met eachother I put on a tiny bit of weight but nothing too noticable. With the little weight I did have, I noticed during sex, he would firmly grip onto my love handles, caress the blubber on my thighs and he would jiggle the fat on my body. When I said I wanted to get an ab roller one day to workout, his face became flushed and he looked like he was going to faint! I finally needed to know what this damn secret was and I assured him I would not judge him for it. He then showed me this site, curvage, and I was astounded! I was relieved his fetish revolved around appreciating the thick and curvaceous bodies of women. I love to eat too so it was double excitement! He said a few years back, he saw a magazine poking fun at Anna Nicole Smith for gaining weight. When he saw it, he was intrigued and he grew rock hard from how big she had gotten. He was a part of the feeder / feedee community for almost 7 years before we met. He was so happy when he found out curvage was back because it disappeared for a little while. He has an extensive collection of illustrations by artists of large women in costumes. He couldn’t resist going onto the website for his pleasure when I was out of town for a month. I knew this fetish wasn’t just going to go away so I joined in! I was always very shy about gaining weight. I remember when I was 40 lbs smaller than I am now, I was embarrassed to wear bikinis because I thought I looked too big. This was a great opportunity for me to embrace my natural shape and god-given curves at any size. I started to really enjoy when he would buy me treats like cupcakes and ice cream. He would watch me eat and caress my tummy as I stuffed them into my mouth at the same time. A week or so after seeing curvage, I knew I wanted to be a curvage model. He was happy to let me use his account. Fortunately, I finally changed the name to CASSANDRA CRAVES. He provides the food and snacks, I do the rest. Plus, he gets the first peek into my new videos before they are posted. I was thrilled to see the beautiful and sexy people on this site showing off their hot curvy bodies and those who are appreciating them. Now, even if we broke up, I would still be gaining and post content on here! I love being able to show my fans how much I’ve grown and my new piggy ways. My greedy mouth, my thick thighs and my jiggling belly will make you rock hard giving you that mouth-watering look I love seeing on my feeders face. It feels sooooo good to know you all love my curves just as much as I do! XOXO Cassandra Craves ❤️

A question that often comes up on websites like curvage is: 'I love my partner of X years but they are not fat/a feeder/feedee - should I leave them for someone who is?'. And more often than not, the advice that comes up is 'don't throw away your relationship for a fetish'. So my question for those who followed that advice and stayed- what happened next? Was it worth it in the end or do you wish you left in search of your ideal partner? I'm luckier than most- I've landed with a 245lb girlfriend and we are both adored by each other's family and friends. Unfortunately she is opposed to the idea of gaining weight on purpose, and despite my attempts, isn't really on board the fat positivity train... both a source of great inner turmoil for me (particularly as I always dreamed of settling down with a SSBBW!). I am fully aware that if I do nothing, I am basically assured a good life with her, yet I will always be missing something. It's the age old 'settle for sensible or search for supersize soulmate' conundrum, but i know I'm likely resigned to the former.... So what happened for you? Was giving up your feedist dream worth it for your relationship? Be honest!

Me and this absolute cutie have been together for the better part of 6 years. She's 5 foot 1 and roughly 140 pounds. Shes known for a while of my interests and has humored me by letting me feed her burgers while we make sweet sweet lovin, but last night i told her the extent of what turns me on. I told her that i want to see her gain and break free from the shackles of other peoples prying eyes. Shes always been extremely self conscious and easily swayed by peoples rude opinions. Like, get this. We were face timing in the shower and Recently shes put on 20 freaking pounds in the last 3 weeks, its incredible. I show her how excited it got me and she seemed to enjoy the newfound attention to those areas of her body but literally the day after sent me photos of her running and counting calories. I was pissed but i kept it to myself. I really opened up to her about the true extent to which I find feederism attractive and she wasn't exactly excited but at the least she was understanding. what then proceeded next made me yell out loud in rage after the call ended. SHE REPLIES BY TRYING TO BE CUTE AND SAYING SHE WANTS TO GET A SIX PACK. Im fucking suicidal at this point (not really dont worry lol). This obsession has robbed me of experiencing sex in any social capacity. I've been isolated in my interests for my entire life. When I was very young, Id always catch myself staring at the fattest woman in the supermarket and Id be getting strange feelings from it which at the time I couldn't explain but I know now what my body was trying to tell me. Id even be embarrassed to watch cartoons with friends if the episode had anything to do with weight gain because of the strange feelings it gave me. So its safe to say Ive had this social curse for as long as I can remember and it has nothing to do with any 1 childhood event. Its just always been there. Anyways sorry about rambling but im getting back to the point. I told her all of what I just said about how its a deeply ingrained part of me and I really spilled my guts to her pretty hard that helping her get fat (to whatever weight shes comfortable with) would be my ultimate fantasy lived out. All these years ive only dated slightly chubby girls except for one off and on fling I had with an amazingly sexy 400 pound girl. she had blonde hair and blue eyes with most of the weight being in her hips, tits, thighs and ass. I felt like I died and went to heaven. I broke it off because I awoke from my lustful bliss and realized me and her really weren't socially compatible. This was extremely hard to do but I had to be true to myself. Im glad I left her as we really had no spark, and if I would've stayed I would have never been able to marry my beautiful wife who is considerably smaller. I am so distraught over this. It just seems I cant win In life. I meet a fattie on par with early foxxie roxxie who is totally okay with gaining and it turns out we arent compatible. But then I meet my wife and we get along so well Youd think we have been friends since kindergarten... but she doesnt understand how repressed my urges are and that i feel like necking myself when she says "I want to get a six pack"... Im really lost here and I dont know what to do. Im not going to leave her over this, that would be silly, but I cant hold back what I truly like all my life, Ill build resentment that way and dont want to take my anger out on her just because she doesnt want to gain for me. Help...

I'm a 59 yr old single straight male looking for a relationship with a BBW or SSBWW

A few questions for guys who have introduced thier girlfriends/ wives / partners to this community and asked them if they would consider gaining weight. How many actually say yes? How common is it for them to be totally happy with the idea and really get into gaining? How many hate the idea and get super creeped out by it? Has asking your girl to gain ever ruined the relationship? How much has your girl gained even though she had no plans to get fat before you asked them to? Do they end up finding the gain and extra weight a turn on or do they put up with thier expanding bodies just to please you? I'd appreciate it if anyone can answer some of the questions above...

https://motherboard.vice.com/en_us/article/xwmvp3/big-beautiful-women-bbw-porn-label I thought this was a pretty interesting article, but, it brought a couple questions to mind. Hearing Kyra Kane’s side of the story in gaining weight, it seems like it isn’t this grandiose passion that we sometimes tend to put on it; it’s a job. Am I right in saying this? Also, I am glad to see how more and more people are coming out of the shadows about this fetish.

Someone asked me if I had kept in contact with people from the past, in part so that I would know how they faired in the world of weight. They wanted to know if I ever saw Sophia again. Following was my answer. No. The next summer my grandparents had different people working for them and, given that this was decades prior to the internet, there was no easy way to keep in touch. I was also a 13 year old kid following around a 16 year old. While I fit in with her working, I am sure that she had no interest in extending the relationship. One of the things that I have shy'd away from over the years is trying to find previous relationships. I don't attend reunions. My preference is to remember the people as they were and still are in my mind. Meeting a 65 year old woman, who was 25 the last time I saw her, has never proven fulfilling. I am not ageist. It is not how old someone is as much as the total difference. When you see someone frequently, it is not the same. I had a disappointment several years ago when I bumped into Laura, a woman who I started a relationship with, but then stopped. I met Laura when I was a volunteer coach for a youth football program. She was around 35 and had three kids. Her husband had divorced her and married another woman two weeks after the divorce was finalized. She said she had been around 130 when they met and she was a photo model. She couldn't do runway, since she was only 5'-6". She gained weight with each pregnancy and he stopped being interested in her, which caused her to eat out of frustration. When I met her, she was down to 200, having lost 40 pounds. She was looking for a job and I need an office manager. I have always been a sucker for someone in need and figured that I could help. She came to work and learned that she was not the worthless person her husband had convinced her that she was. She was and is very pretty and even at 200 pounds would be considered very attractive - actually to me she was perfect. She was working out while she was dieting, so she was actually very toned. I shut my office down between Christmas and New Year's every year, but there were some things that I needed to get done that she was working on, so we were working alone during that week. My office is attached to my house, disconnected except for one door. She came in on the Monday after the weekend I had a dinner party and had made beef stew. I had significant left overs and asked her if she wanted some for lunch. Normally, she would go home for lunch. Although I had some knowledge of her effort to continue to lose weight, I gave her a very generous serving, but not an absurd amount that would require an explanation. She finished and asked if there was more. I told her to help herself. She did. She refilled the bowl with another generous serving, flashing me a wonderful smile like a kid in a candy store being told to take whatever she wanted. We didn't talk about it that day. The next day, which was another one that had us in the office without any one else, she came in to my office and said that she needed to admit something. She explained that, when she had downloaded some of the files that I had on my computer for the work that she was doing, she did a little snooping and checked my history on google. She saw that I went to some sites that she also went to, like BigCuties and Curvage. She said that she also noticed that I had downloaded a number of videos of very chubby women. She said that she wanted me to know that she had done this, since she realized that she had done something wrong that could get her fired. I was a little embarrassed, but I asked her why, since there was no way that I would have otherwise known this, she would tell me. She said she was telling me because she wanted me to know that I could trust her. I thanked her and said that I had no problem with what she had done, although part of that trust had to be that she would not discuss it with anyone else. She said that was understood and we didn't talk about it further. New Year's was the next day. The next Friday, we were going over some charts that she had prepared and she put her hand on mine. I didn't pull away, but I suggested that we talk after work. When we were alone, I explained that my policy was that I never have relationships with anyone who works for me, for a whole lot of good reasons. I also reminded her that I was married with kids although my youngest was finishing high school I also pointed out that I was 15 years older than her and not really what she needed. She explained that, having ended her marriage of 15 years only a couple of months earlier, she also was not looking for anything permanent or serious. She said she was looking for friendship, someone to talk to, and fun. She also mentioned that she was obviously aware of my preferences, which she shared. I should mention that I am personally a victim of that very slow weight gain syndrome. When you only gain two or three pounds a year, I is easy to ignore it, but that had taken me from a very athletic 210 at the age of 20 to 290 at 50, where I have hovered since, with a few moments of sliding up towards 300 which makes me panic. I was still very muscled, but distinctively thicker, wearing 46 inch waist baggy chinos instead of 36 inch tight jeans. Because of the weight that I carried in muscle with broad shoulders, people often miss guessed my weight at around 250. I told her that, while I was a fan of chubby woman, I was not secure being so overweight. She laughed and claimed that she hadn't noticed. Yeah, right. Apparently, the second serving of stew was supposed to be a kind of signal to me. I asked, given that real sex was off the table, what was she interested in. I didn't indicate that I was available for anything, but said I was just curious. She explained that, while she was committed to losing weight in the long run, she still liked to binge upon occasion and found just the act of doing that with someone else to have a positive sexual edge. I confirmed that I knew exactly what she was talking about. She made it really clear that she would like to have a relationship and was willing to accept that it would have to stop short of real sex. She wanted to talk about weight, look at sites together, watch the videos that I had, and obviously eat. I told her that she already knew that I was attracted to her, but had to discuss with my wife, which I could tell freaked her out a little. I explained that there were reasons that it might work. I told her that I could not have a relationship that had me stepping out on my wife or being dishonest in our relationship. At that point in time, my wife and I were in a bit of a slump, not uncommon for people who have been together for 20 years. We both still loved each other, and had a very good mutually supportive relationship, but we had our different interests. I was around 240 when we got together and had gained 50 pounds. She, on the other hand, had been around 160 when we met, gained up to 190 with our last kid, but dropped down to around 135. She is very healthy and has given up a lot of things that I still eat. Before getting married, my wife and I talked about my interests and it factored a little into the beginning of our relationship. She was not in a good place when we met and part of her extra weight, with a distinctive belly, was the result of her doing things like coming home from work and sitting down in front of the TV by herself with a dinner consisting of a half gallon of ice cream and a bottle of wine. She was divorced at the time with a 7 year old daughter and had not had a good first marriage. She was committed to making things good for her daughter, but figured that her world had little positive for the future. She was 26 when we met and I was 33, which seemed a lot older at the time. In the beginning of my relationship with my wife to be, she was self conscious of having a belly and stretch marks. She had dated a couple of people, but felt insecure about her body. Obviously, with me, that wasn't an issue. She came to understand that, not only was I not turned off by her body, I found it very enjoyable. I convinced her to get a string bikini, although she would only wear it for me when we were somewhere that no one else could see her. Since her relationship with food had been a negative, our relationship helped her reset. As I have found in numerous relationships, I am cursed with being attracted to women with a tendency to overeat and be chubby because they punished themselves with food. Having a relationship with me enabled them to reunderstand themselves and get a healthier attitude towards eating. If I fantasized that this would result in them breaking loose and giving in to their appetites, which was something that usually did happen in the beginning, but then, unfortunately for my fantasies, the healthy relationship would help them feel stronger and more confident, which in turn would reduce their desire or need to overeat. My wife knew that I liked chubby women and actually had a guilty conscience about having lost weight and gotten healthier. As someone who loves her, I have always accepted and supported her; much the same way that I would have, had she gotten fat. I talked with my wife about Laura. A bit to my surprise, she was very accepting of my having some relationship with limits. Clearly, it could not involve intercourse, since she was not interested in me having kids with someone else, even if by accident, and it also had to be discreet. The way that she explained it was actually a bit depressing for me, but something that I figured that I could work with. If I was going to be taking Laura out to eat and talking with her about my interest in fat women, I wouldn't need to expect the same from my wife. It was like I was letting my wife off the hook. I presented this to Laura and she seemed totally into it. She said she understood the limits and reiterated that she had no interest in a more involved relationship. We started playing games like me dropping off groceries to her home that I claimed that she forget at the office, which was really me picking up some cakes and ice cream for her. Her mother lived with her and, having no clue about what was going on, started telling Laura that she was going to get fat again, eating like that and then no one would be interested in her. Laura and I would go out for lunch or dinner on a night that I had a meeting somewhere. We would do things like order a generous meal each, which I would just pick at and she would eat hers and most of mine. She didn't need me to gain weight, explaining that her preference was for a thick bodied men with muscles, which is what I was. The binge eating was something that got her off. We would make out and play in the car or somewhere private afterwards and she enjoyed having her belly rubbed when she was bloated. It was like high school again, making out, using hands and dry humping. While I am sure many would not find that satisfying, we were both enjoying each other. The first time I laid down on a floor and she straddled me (fully clothed) she remarked that she hadn't realized how thick I really was. She said she found it sexy. Who knows? Feeling her round, chubby belly was a real turn on. Again, think Shar. While she was binge eating with me, she was being careful to not overeat at other times, so she wasn't really gaining, although she did get from maybe 194 to 204. She had a tight pair of leather pants that she had been able to get back into before we started our thing. She wore them to work one day after she had put on a few pounds and they were cutting into her belly. We went out for lunch and she did a particularly good job enjoying a very full meal with two desserts. She was standing up at her desk and leaning back a little bit in a stretch when my wife walked through. Laura turned and smiled, maybe breathing in just enough to shoot the button on the pants across the room. My wife just shook her head, telling me later that Laura looked like she was in the third trimester of pregnancy. She really did. We had fun for about another month. I had to go out to Westhampton to visit a job site that Friday and I have a summer house out there. I invited Laura to go with me. I told my wife on Wednesday and I could tell that she was not taking it well. We talked that night and my wife explained that, while she didn't think she really could complain, since she had effectively sanctioned this relationship and I had respected all of her rules, she was having second thoughts and wanted me to know that she thought she had made a mistake to encourage me to do this. Since my wife is my wife, I explained to Laura the next day how my wife felt and that I needed to slow things down a bit. Laura did not take it well. She clearly was looking forward to Friday and I suspected that she had thoughts about trying to take things to a next level. She did not come in on Friday, claiming that she was not feeling well. On Monday, she gave me two weeks notice. I had her come into my office and closed the door so we could talk. She was very angry and felt that I had made a commitment to her, which I was breaking. I explained that my willingness to get involved to the extent that I had was based on my believing her when she said that what we were doing was all that she was looking for. The next two weeks were not pleasant and she took every opportunity to make her feelings known. We did not have contact after that for about a year, during which she was working at another office a couple of blocks away. I bumped into her one day and we talked. She explained that her anger had been because she was hoping that we would go further. She said that she thought everything through and even saw a therapist for a while, who apparently focused on how much I had done to help her feel better about herself. The therapist tried not to judge our kind of Bill Clinton definition of sex, and helped Laura see that all of it had actually been good for her, making her feel competent enough to take a job that she would never have previously even tried to get and feeling attractive and confident about her appearance again. Laura also showed off her slimmed down figure, telling me that she was down to about 170. I guess I would have to say that, in the way that Cosmo sees things, she was looking good. I, of course, felt a little disappointed. She asked me how I felt about what had happened. I told her that my decisions were based only on what I thought were right, not on what I wanted. I told her that I too had flirted about taking things further and worried about whether I was going to be able to stick to my rules. Telling her that clearly made her happy. I then admitted that sometimes, when I was having trouble falling asleep, I would think about her and her hips, and ass, and breasts, and cute little double chin when she dropped her head down, and of course her round belly that had the most wonderful bounce to it. She then asked if any of it ended up frustrating me. I admitted that it did. She then patted my belly, which at the time was pushing closer to 300 pounds, and said, "I figured maybe that was the case." She was laughing as she walked away. I saw her one time after that, which was at a village event. My guess is that she was then less than 150 pounds. I haven't seen or heard from her since. In my fantasies, she has gained all of the weight back, but then I get that disappointing image of that last time when I saw her trimmed down.

I'll try and keep this as brief and tasteful as possible. Through a variety of good fortune, I have found myself with an impending liaison with a dear friend with whom romance has blossomed, each of us expressing a desire to spend intimate time with each other. She's 5'2 and over 600, on purpose, totally into this lifestyle for a long time now. The largest woman I've ever been with was "Z," around 340 pounds, and, Jeez H, it was fun, erotic, a delight, for both of us. Everything you ever want, hearts pounding, no awkwardness, and just lovin' all that avoirdupois. 600+ is different, I imagine. My only worry is logistics. With Z, I had to lift her belly to get inside her, and it was fun for both of us, i.e, "You're so fat I have to lift your belly!" "I know, too many desserts!" which of course is a turn-on. From the back, it definitely took a few tries even though she was wet - I just really didn't know how to go about it and it took awhile and I had to get over being frustrated. But eventually I got in there and success, although I found over time I didn't prefer that position with her whereas with women under 200 pounds or so, going from behind was something I adored. But 600 pounds? I've heard about pillows and such and never wanted to bother with them, but in this case I will do what it takes. I don't want to get in there and it's all awkward and frustrating and you end up sighing and lying there next to each other, each frustrated. We've all been there. Anyone been in this position and have words of advice just for the logistics? Willing to listen and be educated...thanks in advance.

Do any of the women come here? I am looking for a female feedee. that either already gained or is relatively fit and is trying to gain. maybe we can cuddle and squeeze each others stomachs?

To all you guys and girls out there, how big does a person have to be before they aren't as attractive any more? For me the attraction to bigger girls stops at around 300-400lbs (depending on height and weight distribution etc.) but I know some people find it attractive until higher weight like 600-700lbs or even larger than that. Obviously there are a lot of factors that go into attraction and things like height, weight distrubution etc. can have a big impact on how someone carries the weight (eg. A short 250lbs girl with most of the weight in the belly is quite a different shape and size to a 6ft girl at 250lbs with more equal weight distribution) but I am speaking generally here. On average how big is too big for you?

About 6 months ago I [M27] meet this amazing girl [F28] and we hit it off and we really well. Since then we've both fallen in love, we discussed getting married, moving in together, even having kids. In many ways, she is the girl of my dreams, both looks and personality. She's a larger girl (upper bbw range), and I should specify that I'm pretty much exclusively attracted to women in the upper bbw-ssbbw range, its been this way ever since I hit puberty. I tell her everyday how beautiful she is and how much her curves turn me on. I try to shower her with compliments and make her feel confident and beautiful. Unfortunately she has very low self esteem from her previous partner (its a long story but her old partner wanted to transition into a woman and I came in the picture right after they broke up) so I tried to be as supportive, patient, and encouraging as possible. She hates her body and hates being fat, and I told her that I loved her body and personally I didn't want her to loose weight. But I understand that its her body, her choice and I have absolutely no right to force her to be fat. And I have no desire to force it on her because I want a girlfriend who is happy being a bbw/ssbbw. I was also clear telling her that I respect her wish to be healthy but that I don't think she's unhealthy at all. She's very active and we go on walks often. But knowing she's miserable in her body is devastating to me because I adore how she looks now. She flat out asked me if I'd still be attracted to her if she lost weight and I tried to be honest and said that I wouldn't be AS attracted to her physically but would still be attracted to her emotionally. She basically shut down and said she doesnt see how this is going to work, because she wants to loose weight and be skinny and I want her to be fat. I feel horrible because I truly love her and care about her so much. But I feel like she wants to fundamentally change how she looks and I don't want to date a skinny or "normal" sized girl, I want a bbw/ssbbw who is proud and happy being big. At the same time I realize how self-centered I'm being, and I wish I could re-program my brain to find skinny girls attractive. My girlfriend is the best thing that's ever happened to me. She's my best friend and I really do love her. I don't want to lose her because she wants to change her body but I'm afraid the attraction I feel for her now will go away once she loses weight. Has anyone else here struggled with this issue? Can you offer any advice on how we can work this out? TL;DR I'm exclusively attracted to bigger women (its just my preference) but my gf hates being fat and wants to lose weight. I'm afraid if she does I'll no longer be attracted to her.