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This is very interesting to me. I am a 63 year old man (who made an unfortunate choice in screen names), and also have a loving wife, grown children, and a professional career. Yet, here I am, looking at the lovely fat women with their big soft bellies and wishing that I was with any one of them.

I'm glad that there are ladies of my age posting here. I sometimes feel funny looking at pictures of young women who are younger than my daughters, but I tell myself that I'm not looking because they're young...

Here's the thing about being obsessed, aroused and madly in love with fat, especially fat, greedy bellies: It doesn't matter who we look at or what age or gender they are. I look at men and women's gaining bellies because I admire them. With men, I look for similar heights as mine to see how big I'd look at that weight as I gain; inspiration, so to speak.
With women, regardless of age, I'm just a born sucker for a big, flabby, fat out of control belly.
People post pics here to be looked at and as long as I don't pester people I see nothing to feel guilty about. Now, let's eat!

I am often surprised at how old or young some people are based on what they are saying. I like to hear from the more experienced voices, as otherwise things devolve into either newbie questions or thinly veiled personal ads. I wouldn't consider the discussions we have here as out of character from the rest of my life, but because of the sensuality I don't really have other outlets to share the pleasures of stuffing sessions or the arousing sighting of fresh flab.
I wonder what the average age and weight of the membership of this site is.

I could not agree more with what you said and like Tubby Marie and Softly 1, I am a successful businessman (now retired), normal, a straight ahead guy, who thinks about fat and ogles bellies all day long. Like you I often look at obese men and wonder what it would be like to be that fat and have a massive belly like their own. And I just get so aroused looking at fat women with large bellies overflowing their jeans or slacks, jiggling and quivering with every step, luscious rolls encircling their waists. Being older, I really appreciate women like Tubby Marie and Softly posting on this site. I think they are beautiful and I love sharing our fetish together.

Oops. I made the leap in my mind that the part I feel guilty about is the that sometimes the forum skews younger and more single, where I don't have any business.
Maybe it's demographic or cultural, but I don't think anyone would be shocked by my love of fat. Lol, indeed.

Yeah I get this. Husband, father, good job, mortgage etc, and thinking about fat women constantly, and always looking for new pics on here and on Dimensions.

I have a slightly obsessive personality, I have a couple of other (not remotely connected to FA, almost the opposite) things I'm obsessed about and it bothers me sometimes.

Then I figure the things I love / obsess about make me what / who I am, and that, actually, many people have no real passions or obsessions and so have , I think, very grey lives, and I feel thankful for how I'm wired.

My conflict comes in where there will come a point where I have to choose my happiness over the life and the role others expect of me. I do not want to live a lie and I would rather be disowned and forgotten if I cannot be accepted. Because while this might hurt them I have been hurting from their rejection of all out hatred of anything fat. My whole life I have always been seen as the black sheep of the whole tree. I love a fat life. They can't accept me and yet I am supposed to forgive them for this and live my life for someone other than me. I have spent years healing from past pains and a shattered life. I certainly did not do it so I could abandon my life aspirations and be a bag carrier of others drama and guilt. Through it all the love of self and the desire to live a fat life has been a source of hope and motivation for me. This is how I want to live, I want to love myself and this is how I choose to do it. It feels right. It feels good. So while its not a secret that I am fat and proud its not seen as this. In the minds of others from back there I must be sick. There is something wrong with me and it must be fixed.

But there is nothing wrong with me. This is who I am and I can't turn away from it. If it means I live a shorter life because of the conscious choices that I make at least I will have lived and been happy with myself. Because I imagine my life will be even shorter if I hold it all in and stay in the closet about it.

So I say to you do no be ashamed. Love yourself and if that means you sit in your car and eat whole cakes then I hope you keep on doing it unashamed, just remember to adjust the steering wheel when your tummy start to envelope the wheel!