Milhause:
I’m just curious how many are in a situation where your partner weighs more than you?
I’ve been on both sides of the weight equation, though despite my best efforts, never the fat one. For contrast with the information below, i started out at 183 cm/6'0" and am slightly shorter now apparently due to age-related stuff. I was hard-locked at 68 kg/150 lbs. for years, having crept up to a brief peak of about 81 kg/180 lbs. and more commonly in recent years somewhere in the 72-77 kg/160-170 lbs. range.
Note that i’m rounding the units, so the conversions are imprecise and strictly speaking, a little off.
Relationship #1, 1980s, unintentional feedism when neither of us knew that it was a thing, or even that fat admiration was a thing. She was about 162 cm/5'4" with a “slight” build, and the only average/slender one in her fat family. Seeking food freedom, reading my intrinsic desires far better than i could at the time, and working several different bakery jobs had her ease up from circa 54 kg/120-something pounds to my 150 lbs. It was very exciting that she weighed as much as me at a much shorter height, and it was mostly luscious soft fat!
She did not like being fat nor my response. The intimate interpersonal relationship ended a few years later, mostly for other reasons.
Relationship #2 was only half a year in 1990, with someone also shorter and weighing less. No weight gain. She was creeped out by my desires for soft fatness (on my lover, at that point in time), the one or two times i expressed them and thought i was awful for having those desires. I found sex difficult with so little fatness on her, and this should have been a clue to me.
Relationship #3 in the mid-1990s was my first after finding NAAFA and the fatosphere, mostly online. First time i intentionally sought a fat woman. She was about 173 cm/5'8", and weighed about 119 kg/262 lbs. at the start. The size difference was pleasing, though this is where i had a lesson in body diversity: there really is such a thing as big-boned. She was firm nearly everywhere, rather than soft. Very brief experiment early on with intentional fat gain that went very wrong (wholly beyond my control). We were together many years, and i’m still in contact with her on a platonic sometimes-housemate basis. Her weight decreased over the years rather than increasing, with the peak being near when she and i started.
Relationship #4 is the current one, started end of this past October. She’s around 162 cm/5'4" like my #1, with an entirely different build. She’s always been fat, and mostly what we in the community would classify as superfat/supersized. She was right about double my weight in the 150-154 kg/330-340 lb. range when we got together, and has gone up since then. I don’t know the weight—she said something about 6 to 10 pounds—but her clothes are snugger and she’s having trouble squeezing into booths at restaurants she’s long frequented, and for sure my arm no longer touches the far side of the bed when i’m wrapped as cuddly-snug as possible behind her with my arm around her lower belly.
She’s the one whom i’ve mentioned in other recent posts who has long been aware of NAAFA and BBW bashes and to a much lesser degree the online fatosphere/fatlovesex realm. From last July, she and i have gone very deep getting to know each other well, hence she knows all about the specifics of my FA nature and joy and wonderment of fat gain. We’re not officially in a feedism relationship, though she’s open to it and we do play with it. Mostly for us it’s about her personal empowerment and food freedom, which for various reasons is more likely to lead to more of her to love over time rather than the same or less. She reports experiencing me unavoidably going wild over her fat gains to be empowering and wonderful, which adds a little bias for her to have a little more to eat or (non-alcoholic) drink when the voices in her head are giving her conflicting advice.
She’s very soft all over from the thighs up, and shapely muscular on her lower legs (as would be expected from a lifetime of weight-bearing exercise hauling herself around). What amazes me the most when i feel her is how her bone structure feels about like that of someone of her height of “average” build, with heaps of soft, warm subcutaneous fat piled on. It’s amazing and wonderful to be with her, and thankfully there are many other layers of her and my bond beyond the physical/fat stuff.
