Neglectedfeeder:
When my wife and I started dating 15 years ago (we were in high school) she was about 140#. By the time we got married at 21, she was right at 180.

A big contributor to this was relationship weight and me taking her out to eat all the time.

It also didn’t help that we both worked at the same restaurant and at the end of the night, since I worked in the back, I could bring home any left overs. So I always made sure she had all the fried ocra and fried chicken she could want.

After we got married, she got pregnant with our first kid and started piling on weight pretty quick. I remember one night she was so hungry she ate an entire large stuffed crust pizza and it was the absolute best thing.

It was around this time I told her about feederism and how I loved watching her eat. Truthfully, she didn’t take to this at first - after all, it was a “taboo.” After her pregnancy, she was right at 215. It was great!

After some time though she has really not cared so much about the weight and REALLY uses her weight to her advantage.

Now here is the fun part: in the last 2 years, she has really developed an appetite since I’ve gotten better at cooking. Every Saturday I make her a big breakfast and I grill out as often as I can today.

Every Tuesday and Thursday, she has me go and buy her some fast food after the kids go to bed and the weight has piled on.

Other factors are that she mixes her coffee creamer with heavy cream and she loves her cakes.

Today, she weighs 250 and she loves to use her belly on me during sex. She’ll smother me with her belly, have me use her belly, and so much more. She has really come to letting me worship and adore her belly.

Ask me anything, but I need to get back to making her breakfast! Biscuits sausage and gravy with the gravy made with heavy cream (;

Slimjim:
Most people think feederism and fat admiration are purely modern kinks, but in parts of Africa, they’ve been cultural practices for centuries.

In my culture (Nigeria), fatness traditionally symbolised wealth, beauty, fertility, and good health. Among the Efik people in Calabar, brides-to-be would be secluded in special “fattening rooms” for months. There, they’d be pampered, taught womanhood, and encouraged to gain weight before marriage.

These images are from both modern ceremonies and historical records 👇
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When I look at this community, I see a parallel: what we do here isn’t strange or “taboo” it’s part of a long human tradition of celebrating fatness as power, prosperity, and attraction.

Maybe Fantasy Feeder isn’t just fantasy at all… maybe it’s a continuation of something much older.

Had anyone here ever heard of the Calabar fattening room before?

Munchies:
Death is a foreign concept in western culture because of how removed from it we are. It's why everyone is so obsessed with health and looking young even though we know deep down we are all going to die one day.

There is an aspect of fatphobia that plays into this. People will look at a fast person and be like "Why aren't you doing everything to avoid mortality?" And they go insane.

Sweetfattie:
Yup. I had an extremely close call in my early twenties, the kind where the hospital told my parents to get my sister home on the next flight to say goodbye because I might not make it to morning. That was part of what spurred me to reevaluate my obsession with dieting and weight loss. Lying there in the hospital bed and reflecting on my life, I remember thinking "I don't remember the last time I ate cheesecake. I would have died hungry, miserable, and without the joy of cheesecake."

Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we may die. That's not to say I don't pay attention to my health, I managed to reverse high cholesterol by eating less fatty meat and more vegetables. (The key is to load those veggies up with intense flavors that hide the taste.) But I also eat cheesecake when I feel the urge.

HappyBigBelly:
The interesting thing is that her last several trips to the doc have involved just asking her what her weight is. She purposely just tells them a number, ha. Told them 314 most recently. I think she’s about 330 based on recent pics. :-)

Munchies:
Just asking? That's odd. Every time I go, I get weighed - no matter the type of appointment or doctor. They tend not to trust self-reports for this very reason.