Voluptuouslover:
Possibly not the best title, but what I was getting at is how many of you have some vivid memories of weight gain and fat at an early age and can still recite the feelings.

I remember being in 2nd or 3rd grade in Elementary school and seeing the girls in the class with chubbier thicker arms. Not to mention seeing a few shirts that rose up and seeing a deep navel surrounded by a lot of soft meat “Fat”. It not only wowed me but I became attracted to the girls that had these qualities and were fatter than the other girls.

The first girl I was really attracted to was chunky and thick with the cutest face. From this point I not only related to the fat but the cuteness and this became my ideal look for the girls I was attracted to. They had to have a cute face and be considerably chubbier than the other girls. At this time chubbier meant having some meat on their bones and a deeper belly button from a fatter belly.

I also remember going into 7th grade not seeing a kid I knew from school for several years. His parents owned an Italian restaurant in our area. I hadn’t seen him since middle of the year 6th grade I suppose, summer had passed and 2nd half of the year in 7th grade he definitely changed. He had the biggest belly sticking out of front of him straining his shirt even with a hang to it because it was so heavy and big. This was the first time I experienced looking at a boys belly and admiring as well as being in shock. He literally must have packed on a good 40 pounds at his size in this time all to his big fat pizza/lasagna belly.

Another time right around this 6/7th grade time I was on vacation with my family. We were camping and I saw a woman that had on jeans shorts and a tank top, she was fairly short and really fat and wore her skintight cut off Jean shorts and had the fattest huge thunder thighs. I remember being totally attracted to how fat they were and how much cellulite she had on them.I fantasized about this for many memories later.

Another time several family’s in the neighborhood were going to the beach together. When I got there I saw a woman who happened to be a step mom of one of the neighbor kids that I never had seen before. She was in a one live and was really tan pretty and Fat. Her butt and thighs were massive and riddled with cellulite. I couldn’t get her Vision out of my eyes and I must have formed my favorite womanly figure then which was a Fat pear shape with huge upper arms and a big lower belly to go with the massive bottom half.

Stockylove:
Hello everyone, honestly, I posted this here because I didn't know where else to write this topic, but I think "general discussions" is still appropriate.

Anyway, I needed to share this bitterness and disappointment I feel about men. I've always been attracted to men "in theory," but... I don't know, there are a lot of things I don't like about them, in terms of their mentality and behavior, and ultimately, I even find women better than men in many ways. I think, and perhaps I hope, that you can change my mind about my perspective (which may be partly biased or even wrong, I hope so). I also want to say that I am absolutely not a misandrist, and I hope not to offend any other men who read my post; that's not my intention.

But yes, when I think about the type of man I like, or the qualities I would like in a man, I imagine a mature, empathetic man who listens to others, and I see that all these qualities are more prevalent in women than in men. And there are many more things like that, and points that I find problematic with men and that I find women better at. But it would take too long to list them all. But I find that, on a human level, women have far more qualities that could make me fall in love than men. Unfortunately, I'm a gay man, and I hope I'll meet a man like that someday. I've generally been disappointed by the mentality of men in my life. I know it's linked to social norms, gendered upbringing, and the toxic masculinity we've been taught. But I find it sad; I have the impression that the kind of man who could appeal to me is very, very rare.

Fatgirlbelly:
I’ve been at different stages of fat over the years. Similarly to you it was bending over to tie laces which became bending by over to pick something up the bigger I got. The stretch marks for me were a hard one to ignore, and having to waddle, especially when full to accommodate the weight in my belly. Nothing says “you’re fat” like your belly slapping our thigh walking up the stairs too 🤭

Cookiecrazy:
The waddling is something that I've picked up on recently, like I subconsciously found myself walking wider and realised I was just compensating for my belly now.

You're so right about the stairs too. I've actually found going downstairs were when I couldn't stop noticing I'd started growing moobs with how my chest bounced 😅

LoLbreadplease:
Great website I wish I had found sooner!

But it is very feeder focused, like giving advice to feeders. But besides that, it's helpful.