Weight Limit

Weight limit

Furniture isn't made for you fatty. There is a reason why so many things have a weight limit on them. They are warning signs that you are getting too fucking huge. I know you are just a greedy butter-loving hog, but even you can tell chairs are not made for blobs that drip sweat after waddling down the stairs for 2nd dinner. However, you might be able to get away with sitting on a couch. Do you want to know why? Because those are made so that whole families can sit on them. Guess that makes you fatter than most family members combined? Considering most of your achievements are demolishing whole pizzas by yourself, you might as well pat yourself on the back roll for breaking another record only someone who thinks about stuffing their gut all day would break. You can still look forward to breaking your weight limit. Maybe even a chair if you are plumped out enough.

I am sure you would love that. It beats exercising or eating healthy any day. Don't get me wrong though fatty. You will get your fruits and vegetables. They will just be covered in cheese or coated in a hard chocolate shell for your eating pleasure. You can fool everyone into thinking you are losing weight or watching what you eat, but you can't fool the scale. You certainly can't fool me. I am paying too much attention to your late-night snacking and a seemingly endless supply of soda. Morning, noon, and night seem to be dedicated to eating. I bet if you could sleep it you would in a heartbeat. You are a glutton from flabby chin to blubbery fupa. Keep eating to satisfy your cravings to get bigger.

*deepest inhale of my fucking life*

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Are we born with it?

Our desire to either become obese or love and encourage someone who is?

I know it's something that has been ingrained in me since I was too young to understand the sexual attraction behind it. Most FA/FFA/BHM/BBW (that's a mouthful, no pun intended) that are involved in the online community, have had their desire towards fat all their lives.

Living in a world where fat is bad, we usually have to hide it. At least some FA/FFA's have the ability to hide it (though they shouldn't... we should shout from the rooftops how beautiful fat is). But the desire of our affection can't hide it. They have to live with that weight on their body every second. And we, as fat admirers, should make that as easy as possible for them.

Publicly support fat people. Publicly support fat rights, fat issues; fight fat discrimination. Just because some of us fat admirers are thin and can hide our desire in public, doesn't mean we should.

Stick up for fat people. Provide education towards those who can't possibly understand.

Just because it's sexual for us, doesn't mean that the beautiful fat people we adore should suffer public humiliation (I mean, unless you're into that).

Can any others relate? To the desire deeply ingrained in us for all our lives?

there’s just something about a partner recognizing when you’re desperately horny and needy and taking pity on you. something about them saying “awww, sweet boy. does it hurt here?” and rubbing between your legs or putting their hand on your lower belly. something about them promising to “make you feel better” but taking their time. agonizingly slow so that you either let out a whine or try to grind against them, unable to take it anymore. there’s something about them going, “shhh, it’s alright, let me take care of you.” and biting back a grin because they know full well that they’re going to fuck you until you cry. until it really hurts.

We hear a lot about succubi/incubi feeders, but what about succubi/incubi that feed off horny energy and wind up getting fat. And the fatter they get the more energy from their partner they have to feed off of…