Never in my life did I think I'd be into burping and farting. Then I fell in love with a woman who's really confident, hungry, and prepared to gain as much weight as practically possible. Her belches and farts are to me like a sign of her pride, vigor... and appetite.

I've noticed the tone of her farts has changed as she's gained more than 150 pounds with my feeding and encouragement. They used to be light and dainty, but now they sound sloppy and squelchy. Not that she's slobby or dirty. Her farts literally don't even smell. It's just that she's become so huge and flabby that her rear end just QUAKES when she breaks wind. She's not even ashamed, in fact I'll mock her farting sounds and make her laugh.

Her burps on the other hand are high-pitched and feminine sounding. It's adorable.

radical metal

My fat wife really wants to sail on a cruise line. She's proud and confident in her huge body, knows I want to fatten her as much as possible, loves food travel and culture (used to be a travel agent!)

Her wattling to the pool in a skimpy bikini getting swallowed in all her rolls of blubber, eating so much she gets exhausted from the effort of gorging herself, and studying culture all the while.

Funny, BMI is nonsense medically. Like 30 is "obese?" Goofy nonsense. And yet- the fatter you get, the more accurate it gets in describing what a monument of lard you've come.

My lady is pushing 75 BMI. A scale classified her as "Stage VI- Hyper Obese"!!! At my proportions I'd need to break 550 pounds to match her!

Yeah, autism, anger issues, and Tourettes'. (Always shouting out and saying things that seem obscene or out of place.)

This is Lisa. As she keeps gaining weight I've noticed her grabbing herself by her love handles more, slapping herself in her belly and thunder thighs for fun, and telling me I need to play more with her fat.

I was more upset than her.
I was like "HOW DARE THEY TRY TO MUTILATE YOU KSKSDKYAKSFSKAD"

And she was like "I'm probably the fattest person they've ever examined. They thought I needed help or something. Whatever."

It didn't come to that, but my Lisa is so fat, the last time she went for a physical check-up, everyone urgently recommended gastric bypass as soon as possible.

Good thing she's so confident in her big self, she could turn them down and avoid their pressure.

My wife is always panting, whimpering softly, and even psyching herself up saying things like "Okay let's go!" just struggling to get out of bed, dress herself, or even stand up from the couch to waddle to the kitchen.

She's really heart and cardio healthy, but it still is a struggle to carry hundreds of pounds of blubber around. Not that she cares, she's accepted it and even enjoys getting so fat!

I didn't know what I wanted in a fat lover until I dated Lisa, and all became clear

Someone who's confident and proud of her huge body, and prepared to keep gaining weight. Someone who's handy (she's worked in hardware and taken up leathercrafting as a hobby.) She's not nerdy or scientific minded (never went to college) but street savvy.

We don't share many hobbies but we respect each other's interests. And we love to travel together