Congrats and hope to see a pic of all this progress ;-)

Sounds like preferences are changing on both sides and a change is needed?

Wow, I thought I had responded to this one already :-) But apparently not! ….

My first memory of encountering fat was a regained memory told to me years after the fact by my mother. I would play with the arm fat of any female relative when I was a toddler and was being held. I’m told my grandmother slapped me one time for doing it.

In young adulthood, I felt the attraction to chubby girls starting in middle school and on into high school. I didn’t have a girlfriend until I was out of high school (wasn’t ever part of the clique, as they say), but nothing turned me on like a pair of chubby cheeks, chubby upper arms or big thighs. Chubby bare feet still turn me on as well :-)

My first steady girlfriend wasn’t all that fat to start out with, but over five years we ate well enough to fill out the both of us. Her arms and belly puffed out mightily; probably gained at least 50 pounds being with me.

Another five-year relationship followed when I moved to another state. She was already heavy, about 5-6 and anywhere between 220 and 270 over the course of that time. She was insecure about it and, along with being bipolar and in denial about it, never really relaxed and enjoyed her own existence, much less her luscious figure.

I met my wife 10 years ago now, at a concert. Mutual friend of ours made sure we were both there. The friend figured we both needed to stumble upon each other after going through such rough previous relationships. I can still remember the first time I saw her short, 5-3 figure walking upon the rest of our friend group to meet up. A black blouse cut low to emphasize what I would eventually find out were 46 DDD breasts. Cute, chubby face and such a soft touch with everything. I was smitten, though it was another year before we started dating officially.

I was slowly but steadily getting a big ol’ ball belly during these years. A big, hard visceral fat basketball belly! She sure hasn’t minded, being a big girl herself for so long now. She was actually a tiny teen, just with out-of-proportion breasts for what was then her figure. I just recently saw pics of her at 13 that I hadn’t seen before. It’s truly amazing how petite and skinny she was before puberty and the rest of her teen years.

She had her first child barely out of high school and, according to her accounts, gained between 80 and 100 pounds between the pregnancy and health-related issues with certain meds’ effects on her. Three years later, she had the depo shot for birth control and got pregnant (and fatter) anyway with her second child. Wish I’d have known her then so I could have witnessed her waistline explode and her belly grow from being barely there to being so huge and sexy that she stopped wearing underwear at a certain point. Her butt also grew into a full-fledged “buttshelf” during that time. This is as good a point in the story as any to mention her bra band size was only in the low 30s entering her 20s. So that’s more than 12 inches gained just in her middle since then :-)

We had our first child together three years ago now. She was already just at 300 pounds, so she didn’t have to gain but maybe 20 during the pregnancy. Today, she’s a proud 340 pounds with a spirit that’s just as soft and tender as her skin :-) We’d have each other no other way but fat and happy :-)

I think we’re both living the dream ;-)

I can’t swim or float worth anything; more of a mental thing. I do enjoy being in the water in the summertime, though. My wife has always enjoyed swimming. She’s much more at ease and enjoys the act of exercise much more so in water than on land. And at about 330 pounds, she sure floats quite easily :-)

Pizza, pasta and ice cream will sure pack on the fat :-) And if you’re confident in your size and your partner truly loves you, you’ll filter out any judgmentalism out there!

Wifey is in class 6 and hyper-obese in the 95th percentile 😊

Awesome!

I’m always trying to grow my moobs :-) As for others, I’d say it’s a tie. My wife’s belly and waist size in general is spectacular…probably at least 55 inches around. But he rolls go all the around her body and bulge out her back :-) She’s literally surrounded by fat when she sits!

I’d have to say pants of any kind. My wife was already a beautifully large sweetie when we met 10 years ago, but has gained probably 60 or 70 more pounds since then. Watching her belly and waistline get soooo huge and soft is beyond words ;-) It’s of course summer now, so she’s really become proud of her body this season with the most lovely plus-size dresses that show off her softness. She is my beauty queen forever ❤️