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Always push my belly into people accidentally to make them feel it. Most have a good feel

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I had an ex that was definitely into the fetish but both of us were too afraid to talk about it to each other.

Yet shed let little things slide like "eat a little more. Get a lil bigger"

I had an ex that was definitely into the fetish but both of us were too afraid to talk about it to each other.

Yet shed let little things slide like "eat a little more. Get a lil bigger"

Over the past 2-3 years the lady next door has (in my view) almost doubled her weight (gone from 130 to 260 pounds). Her body is ultra thick whereas it was once model-esque slim.

I have noticed she constantly adjusts her dress (picking at it) Whenever she moves. Such a turn on seeing her try pull it down her ultra wide/thick waist or constantly moving it over her belly

I met my wife at a concert at a casino. When she first came walking up to my friend group (a mutual friend of ours has made sure we were both there, secretly), her low-cut blouse revealed her 46 DDD chest in a way that still arouses me today :-) That little jiggle with every step, hehe.

In my first year of university I was friends with a few people who would occasionally visit their old high school friends on campus. One day I was with them when they droped in to see a few female friends.

In the group was a gorgeous 400 lb girl who was drinking custard out of a carton. Someone made a comment about how she was now doing that everyday, after lunch.

She blushed when one of friends commented that this was why “her ankles are disappearing in dimply chub”, and responded by saying, “it makes my tummy feel so full and tingly and good”, before rolling up her shirt to reveal an expanse of golden flesh, which she patted, and added, “and this gets so tight”.

Everyone laughed and someone said, “it’s called getting fat”. I was rock hard, and she looked stunningly naïve and sweet…

In college, I had a Lit professor who had quite the pot belly, and every single one of his shirts was straining, as though he was unaware of a recent gain, or simply refused to accept it. On occasion, a button in the belly area was undone, and you could see about an inch of his white undershirt. I'm not sure if I'd say I was sexually aroused, but I certainly found it attractive

Later in college, I saw the professor, his very fit wife, and baby out in town, and he was lean and toned, with no sign of what was once a very pregnant looking visceral gut. Oh, well, lol!

I had a guy friend whose shirt would ride up after he ate. His belly also hung over his jeans a lot. He would often talk about how out of shape he was getting in grad school and how he needed to cut back. When I hugged him I would sink into him. It drove me crazy.

Right after lunch in my senior year a girl in my class sat down and the decorative belt she was wearing busted.