I pretty much always wear dresses.

I’ve preferred them for years and years even before gaining but they really last longer...

Now that I’m into 2XLs I’m really outgrowing them all and I’m having to buy new clothes...

I still wear the dresses I can get away with... they’re tight and you can definitely see my fat bulges. I’ve also stopped wearing a bra the majority of the time because I don’t have any that fit.

I’ve thought about purchasing maternity clothes but I haven’t found any I really like. But I really like the idea!

I love everything about the act of getting pregnant and being pregnant. 🤤

I’m the fat one in the relationship... we both knew coming to the table that we were both kinky but hadn’t discussed a lot of specifics besides being open to bdsm, and general sex positive really open attitudes.

I think the first time I took off my shit he immediately touched my belly and said, I love bellies! I enthusiastically said, me too and we proceeded to make out like crazy.

It’s been almost a year and we’ve never had a blunt discussion about a fat/feeder fetish but he never hesitates to buy me snacks I like and spoil me (in all the ways) and cook for me!

I am the dominant one in the relationship and I have stroked him off using my fat rolls and he loves it... but still no specific conversation... we have gone into deep conversations about our D/s Mommy/boy dynamics tho!

Someday we may have it but honestly just enjoying each other and having a genuine loving connection is a bigger priority for me.

I would start with getting a feel for how sex positive and kink friendly they are... that goes a long way in understanding and building trust. I need to know I’m not going to be shamed for being me.

Got weighed at the doctor today 241 pounds puts me at 41.4 BMI which puts me at morbidly obese! Yes it feels naughty and exciting.

What’s interesting is my BP and labs all look great! She didn’t say anything about my weight at all. I prefer being a healthy fat person, I have enough medical issues I don’t want more.

My partner and I have this dynamic.

My partner is thin and we’ve never actually explicitly discussed feeder dynamics... he definitely likes to spoil me and enjoys me being fat...

I was always slim but with some curves... until about four or so years ago I REALLY ballooned up!

So yeah I definitely have complicated feelings.

I really like my bigger fatter softer rounder body.

I grew up slim but nice curves and always knew I was hot and that dudes wanted to bang me... now I’m old and fat and I still know that dudes love to bang me. I don’t know if I’d have the same feelings if I had grown up fat with that stigma.

But sometimes I still experience negative intrusive thoughts and that’s because of my ex who was a narcissist and extremely superficial. I met him when I was really skinny and feeling insecure about my body, I would have preferred to be a bit bigger. We were together 8 years. He was really abusive and awful. Cheated numerous times and definitely made his distaste for fatties known...

So as I started gaining weight I liked it but I also knew he hated it. He wanted the status of a hot skinny girl on his arm not a fatty. And I felt the consequences of that... and that is part of what pushed me into this fetish.

About two years ago I finally left him (yay me!) and I am so happy and I’m thriving and definitely getting fatter!

But now I’m like a size 2XL and for women that starts to drastically reduce your choice in clothes and styles and since this has happened I have had a lot of intrusive thoughts that people I am friends with or date are really going to start being ashamed to be seen with me... so I’m dealing with some shame feelings.

None of the people currently in my life are assholes like that so I know it’s irrational but it’s definitely there.

Because of quarantine I’ve been dating my partner for nine months and haven’t met his family and I’ve definitely started a story in my head that he will be to embarrassed to have me meet them. (He’s incredibly thin and his family is too and I worry will judge me & him for me being so fat)

Otherwise I love being the fat deviant pervert that typically doesn’t give a fuck and really loves knowing I’m fat and I still have the power to make dudes lust after me. Sometimes even when they don’t want to. 😊🤤

jzero:
Big fat women belong on top whether you're a dom, a sub, or an egalitarian (like me), so you can enjoy playing with their fat as it spills over you.[/quote]

I absolutely agree! 🤤

mysterymeat:
But, I do wonder, what if you just teased him all day? Sure, you can give in, but now my curiosity’s peaked. How far could you take it? Lol[/quote]

I’m not sure what this means?

He never orgasms when he’s away from me. When we’re apart (we don’t live together) I do tease him and get him riled up. Send him suggestive pictures. Have him get himself hard for me and play with himself but no orgams.

This is how things are every single day...

I masturbate whenever I want to and will tell him when I’ve had an orgasm and how good it was and tell him it was made even better knowing he isn’t having any... he loves to do this so that mine will be even better for me because it really does get me off.

There are times when he’s begged me not to let him orgasm when we are together because he wants to stay a needy mess for me and so that I’m more pleased...

The problem is that *I* usually get greedy, I love cum.

Maybe once we’re vaccinated and I can play with others again and get cum someplace else I won’t be so greedy and I can make him suffer more. Who knows?

So he came over last night and I gave him the option again...

We started with some playful making out which quickly led to him being desperate. I spit on my hand and stroked him... rubbing him on my body and him humping my body as he could...

I was teasing him and pulling away... we had to switch sides so we could access each other properly and I had him hand me the coconut oil... I wasn’t coy or shy about it I put the oil all over my belly and thighs and his dick... I was a slick mess... I was excited and knew I was going to get carried away and I asked him where do you want to cum tonight... he didn’t hesitate, he immediately knew he wanted to cum on me and make a mess on us...! I love to hear it!

He kept telling me how much he loved my body and how good it felt while rubbing his hands all over my thighs and belly...

I was getting off to it so much because he was so desperate and needy...

I came a couple times and then he went down on me... my favorite is when his mouth is on my cunt but his arms wrap around my thighs so that he’s grabbing my belly...

And that’s what he started doing last night. His mouth was very gently on me but his hand were going crazy squeezing my slick fat rolls (coconut oil was still all over us) and the way he kept squeezing and pulling my fat made me squirt all over his face....

He was in heaven... and just kept going until I could’ve take anymore.

He came up and cuddled into my chest and squeezed his arms all the way around me while I recovered. He was SO happy and so was I!

We cuddled for awhile until I started playing with him again so that he could cum next...

I was rubbing him in his favorite fat roll, the space between my belly and thigh... working him up and up and up... until he was begging to cum...

It’s so fun to make him desperate until I get excited and desperate enough to tell him to cum on me.

So we’re kinda at it again it would seem.

Obviously I’m thrilled and he is too.

One day when he’s extra needy and I’m feeling extra aggressive I will go ahead and use the words and call it what it is and ask him if he wants to fuck my fat belly...

He’s very sweet and mindful so I think he’d be cautious to initiate using the word fat but hopefully he will respond well to me using it because that’d just make it ten times hotter for me.

Eventually making him desperate enough to use it himself if he wants to cum...

Maybe that’s my next goal. Grrrrrr yummy!