#fatwriting

Occasionally I get reminded of it.

I'm in a FB group for wives. Just a regular advice group. Nothing special. I never post; but I never need advice.

I saw a post the other day from a woman asking for advice. But her ask made my blood boil.

She said her husband had put on weight and had a belly. She wanted advice as to how to handle her situation as she finds it disgusting. She said she can't even have sex with him because his gut disgusts her.

Like... WHAT?!

I know my brain isn't mainstream in its opinions. But it was a reality check. A small belly on a man causes such disgust? I didn't even know how to mentally process that. The fatter the belly, the sexier the man. I can't possibly imagine feeling disgust at a small belly. The only time I would, is if that small belly was a result of weight loss.

Am I insane? If so... I'll gladly accept that insanity.

Fat is sexy. It always will be. And it breaks my heart to think of all the bigger men out there who only experience rejection and criticism for their size.

This woman refused to go near her husband because he had a small belly. What on earth does that say about me, who constantly dotes on the fat belly and body of my BHM?

I guess, I don't think it's fair. A man puts on weight and it's "disgusting"?!

Maybe it's the damn diet culture. I dunno. But any criticism towards a bigger body just bugs the shit out of me. Everyone deserves to be desired. ♡

Especially if it's your husband. You married him for who he is as a person, and he puts on a small amount of weight that settles on his belly... how can you deprive him of sex because he is slightly chubby?

My experience of sex with my BHM is the struggle to navigate the fat. To be able to lift his belly on top of me... feeling the weight of it pushing me down. The limited positions just to get him inside of me. We have to be creative. Pillows are the best tool.

I love every pound on my BHM. I can't imagine being a wife that is bothered by a slight weight gain on my husband.

If I had my choice, he'd get huge. Sex would become impossible. Food and feeding would occupy any sexual interaction.

If you are an FFA/feeder... enjoy your partner. Relish in the hundreds of pounds of fat. Because there are people out there who hate it. People who think even a small belly is disgusting. They need to be put in their place.

🤝

You’ve gotten so comically obese that your new friends won’t believe you were ever thin. “I can prove it!” you insist, whipping out your phone. You scroll back quickly, blurring past the photos of your double chin, past the family dinner where you were bursting out of your outfit, as far back as your camera roll can go. But then you reach the end and...you’re still fat. You swipe desperately - there must be more photos! But there aren’t.

“They must be on my old phone,” you whisper, defeated. Your friends nod sympathetically, but you can see the skepticism and pity in their eyes.