It's a real sign that someone is plumping up nicely.

My gal isn't quite there yet, but her ankle fat is getting great. When I told her how soft and marshmallowy her ankles were, her response was "YAYYY!"

To celebrate, even evangelize, obesity in a way I wouldn't dare face to face with friends and family.

Wow yeah, it's a wonder to behold

Imagine the sound of soft skin and more than two hundred extra pounds of blubber squeezing against a bathtub. Soft womanly panting and grunting. A sweet innocent call, "HONEYYYYY!"

I know that cute tone of voice, it means she's having "fat girl problems."

She got stuck in the tub and I needed to pry her out. We both started laughing together.

Lori Beth

There's a scene with her in "Dodgeball" that they meant to be funny, but came across to me as SUPER EROTIC

A new "fat milestone" we reached-

The couch now has a permanent imprint from her titanic rear end! Well, two rear ends; she has butt cheeks and then "thigh cheeks" that are even bigger.

As a result the upholstery now has a permanent crease all the way across that stands more than an inch up on its own! We used to sit together on that couch but now she takes up the entire thing! When we watch shows I sit on the floor because I can't cram myself in next to her.

I'm fine with it because I think she's EARNED the whole couch.

My wife had to go through a lot of this with her mom.

I was the first guy she ever brought home. I think she had given up on her daughter ever finding stable love.
She's a good caring person, but also EXTREMELY trad and old-fashioned.
So she told me, RIGHT IN FRONT of her daughter, "You're the man, you have to put her on a diet and make her slim down!"

Good thing she was confident in her body and had my support.
We talked about it and she understood her mom was just concerned about her. "Normal girls" aren't "supposed" to literally quadruple in size and become so massive they take up two seats on the train and need help standing back up. So mom assumed she was helping her "little" girl out.

But mom realized her girl was happier, healthier, and lovelier than ever in her life as she kept gaining weight. So she gave in and accepted the fact that she was the proud parent of a super obese lady, and give her love.

She's reached the point where she's so fat I'll roll over in the middle of the night and grab something. Is it a pillow or a bunch of blanket? No, it's too soft and rippling and my hand just sinks in. It's part of HER! Not sure which part, because every inch of her is now covered in so much fat, I can't even get all of her knees into a handful.

So she started teasing me about it.

"What's that?"

"That's my elbow.
That's my thigh, uggh!
That's my belly.
Haha, that's my breast!

It keeps changing.

When we started dating and she was in her "I'm just curvy!" era, she loved her belly. It's how we got honest about our feederism.

NOW she's at least 100 pounds heavier, and one night she told me I needed to check out her arms because she loves how huge and soft they've become. As she gains weight, random parts of her body just start swelling up. Seriously, when we started dating I never knew I'd find back fat so alluring!

In Japan there seems to be a strange "niche" for women where if they keep getting fatter, people just start accepting it.

Like, ladies "aren't supposed" to get super obese here, but if they do people just give up trying to put them on a diet and accept them for the huge fatties they are.

Rather than be cruel, people want to be nice-
And what's the best way to be nice to a huge hungry lady than keep her well fed?

Here, the great perk of being so fat is that all of her friends and coworkers are always feeding her and giving her snacks. She gets so much free food just because she's already so big!

Pure fantasy?

My girl has a body that seems perfectly optimized for just storing fat healthily.

I on the other hand have a body that could not gain enough weight before my system gave out. Forget death feedism, I wouldn't have enough time to savor my newfound obesity before I dropped off the mortal coil.

So my one hope is reincarnation, and some sort of "fat karma."

In this life, I've helped someone to enjoy their own constantly growing obesity. So my fantasy is in the next life, I get the same. A girl who is constantly pampered and stuffed by everyone around her until she reaches a world record for the most massive person. Stable and healthy... but also so gigantic she needs all her loved ones to help roll her out of the house.

Ideally a *thing* that barely resembles a human woman anymore, only with a lovely happy face.