@SahX

No, I never said molested, stalked and so on. But when I wear a “crop top” (unfortunately it doesn’t exist for men, but let we say an “accidentally” too short shirt), I permanently examine the reactions of women. The purpose of my outfit is to arouse the interest of women. When I don’t want it, then I wear a long shirt which hides my belly. I would never dress sexy and then complain about the reactions of women. The girl on the video wears a crop top and a miniskirt. Normally, women wearing this outfit want to arouse the interest of men or lesbian women, because it is an incredible pleasure for them to do that, as it is an incredible pleasure for me to be stared at by women (either admired or fat shamed by the way). If the girl on the video doesn’t want it, then she shouldn’t wear a crop top and a miniskirt. Maybe I should soon transition to a woman and enjoy myself the possibility to dress sexy without shocking the society, a luck that some cis women had naturally but didn’t want.

The word “mansplaining” is an unfair way to forbid men to express their views. Women also tell their opinion about some men, and it’s their right. It should work in both directions. But maybe the only thing I (still?) have from men is the body, since I could be a lesbian transwoman, so I am not concerned by the word “mansplaining”, perhaps we should say “womansplaining” in my case? I am a feminist, but a liberal one, not a conservative one. I don’t think for example that women dressing sexy degrade the image of women, instead I believe that men should do the same. In my view, conservatism is a deviation of feminism, and I regularly criticize this pseudo-feminism.

In following video, a sexy clothed woman complains about men's attitude in the street: .

My answer:

I wish I were in her place (with women staring at me.) I am very happy when a woman acts like that with me. But it is not common. Women are so lucky. It is normal for them to dress this way (and by the way, being watched is the purpose of this dressing.) As a man however, I have to break the societal rules on a very, very shocking way, and I do that although I was a teacher for 17 months (in a small town where everybody knows you.) On uncommon fetish websites, there are 80% men and 20% women: too bad for heterosexual men. Women get typically 100 likes and 10 loving comments for each pic, whereas men get typically no comment and two likes, in general from homosexual men (in this context also, some women don’t realize the luck they have and behave on a very bad way.) It is OK, I deal with it, I am happy with what I have, even if in our society, it would have been much more exciting if I were born a woman. I respect the few women who admire me and I am grateful for them. But I have no comprehension for women who spit on the luck they have.

PS: I don't know if I am a heterosexual man or in fact a lesbian woman within a man body (sometimes I ask myself this question.)

In my opinion, people (female/male) should wear revealing clothes at any age and any weight. For example, I often wear too short shirts in public on purpose, like "crop tops" (as a fat man), and if I lived until 70 or 80 (what is very unlikely because of my health), I would still wear them. All the city sees my belly hanging out, some women find me hot, and I offer them something that is unfortunately very rare in our society. I also think for example that for women, mini skirts in public are for for any age/weight. The outer should stay important at any age, whatever the majority thinks.

Of course, I weigh 125 kg because I eat more than I need, but in my fantasies, obesity is often linked to aging. Healthy: it depends. I think that in your case it is healthy. But in my case, it is not healthy anymore, and all but natural, because I have in fact skinny genes. I am not unhappy with being fat, I am a passionate gainer. I often shame myself about it, because I also have masochist fantasies about being fat or not so young.

It is different when somebody is fat when he/she is 20. He/she can for exemple have more acceptance for it or for the fact that it is what he/she wants ten years laters (or have lost the weight.) But most people are slim with 20, gain weight later (unintentionally) and associate it with aging.

In my case, I was skinny with 20 and as a result, I didn't look so good. I started gaining weight when I was 22. It totally changed me, I became more and more beautiful (even my face.) But I peaked in my late 20's (a very high peak compared with the average of men.) Since then, as I can see myself and also from the reaction of young women to me, I am on the descending part of the curve. That's OK now, I could see that life can still be amazing at any age, there is still love between men and women. And by the way, FFAs generally find me now the hottest.

I had a long period in my life during which I was indeed terrified by aging. I cried a lot, I spent hours in the night thinking about it. But then, my brain solved it by turning these thoughts into SM fantasies. Now, it is not really a problem for me anymore (but the way I wrote the 1st post has something to do with my past, when I didn't accept it.)

Warning: read this text only if you have accepted all about your own aging process and you are sure that nothing on that subject can harm to you and/or if you have sadomasochist fantasies about it.



In February 2019, I will become 37. I can’t believe it. I see the wall of 40 years old rushing to me at full speed. Each time somebody says the number 40, even in another context, I turn pale. I don’t want to get old, I want to be further desired, I want women to still find me attractive. I see more and more aging signs in my mirror. I try to hide them, but it depresses me. Why do I have to progressively give back, to gradually lose on a long time scale all things which were given to me at the beginning of adulthood and which made of me a so wonderful man, which made my life so beautiful and my dreams come true? My pain is just stronger. I try to believe that I should enjoy the little youth and beauty remaining to me before there is nothing left, but this makes the mourning process permanent. And how is it possible to enjoy something which deteriorates inexorably and which will be soon completely and definitively lost? Time destroys everything, and pain caused by it is particularly refined.

I gained a lot of weight with time, and that’s only the beginning. Young people have already to be much disciplined in order to stay thin, they must make sacrifices, deprive themselves, endure hunger, “suffer to be beautiful.” But time, like a sadistic monster, reduces continuously our metabolism as we age. In order to keep its young man or young girl figure, or simply not to gain more weight, it is then necessary to make more and more sacrifices, to deprive itself more and more, to extend again and again the list of loved things one now must give up, to starve itself more and more, to endure a more and more intense and long-lasting hunger. Since I can’t suffer that way but I always give up, I know that I will become fatter and fatter with time. Time is turning me progressively into an ugly and monstrously obese middle-aged man.

My new video is only a diaporama of 10 pictures of me, but I wrote hot shaming comments below:

Just meds, but I hope that I take insulin soon. Now it seems I am gaining again, but as long as I don't take insulin, I will always reach a limit where I'll not be able to gain anymore.

Yes, whipped cream works very well, but you get diabete within 2-3 years.