Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Dimensions
I was chatting with someone I’d met on Dimensions last night.
What’s Dimensions? It’s a magazine/website that is geared towards the ‘plus sized community’: fat people, and the people who love them ;-)
I am a certified fat person. It’s nice to chat with people who have the same world outlook that I have. I don’t do it all the time, but it’s still nice.
There are a few key terms to understanding this ‘world’. BBW = Big Beautiful Woman. A nice way of saying ‘fat chick’. BHM would be a Big Handsome Man, or ‘fat guy’. There is some debate about the terminology, after all, can’t there be women who are fat and ugly? Or men who are big but not handsome? It doesn’t matter, it’s the terms used, and they’re fine with me.
Another term is ‘FA’. This refers to a Fat Admirer, someone who prefers women to be BBWs. Then there is FFA, this would be a woman who prefers men to be BHM. I never had myself pegged as an FFA, and yet Ian does make quite the BHM, so, I guess I’m both a BBW and a FFA.
Still with me?
In this world there is a further subculture (isn’t there always?); it’s called ‘feederism’. Basically the idea is that you get your partner to gain weight for pleasure. This is hotly debated topic. We all ‘know’ fat is unhealthy, and generally socially unacceptable. Forcing someone to be fat would be wrong! Of course, forcing someone to do anything is generally wrong (I have no problem forcing people to not kill though…)
Anyway, I was discussing my weight gain with my friend from Dimensions.
He asked if I had gained weight on purpose. I did not. I did overeat on purpose. I had spent a long time eating little, it was nice to change that, and felt really good going from one extreme to the other. I was learning how to cook, and enjoyed trying different tastes and styles.
He asked if I enjoyed the changes. I did! I’d spent many years as the ‘old Char’, it was nice for a change. Sure I change my hair style, or even my clothing style, but it’s not the same as making over your body!
He asked when I really decided I was ‘fat’. Hitting 200 pounds was a real milestone for me. At that point I was quite soft and curvy. Being 5’10” I wasn’t HUGE, but I was certainly not skinny!
He asked if I was a feedee. That’s harder to answer. I wasn’t out to gain weight, but I didn’t mind the weight gain, and in fact relished it once I had gained weight! For me it was more about the food than the weight. But I loved the weight almost as much. So I’m not sure if I was a feedee or not.
Unfortunately that’s where our conversation ended.
If I could take the questions a little further: do I regret the weight I’ve gained?
Up until 400 pounds I was okay with it, but after that it got a little excessive, then a lot excessive. I wasn’t really in control any more, and that bothered me. I’m losing weight now, in some ways it’s my assertion of control over myself.
With Ian being so big, am I now a feeder? Oh hell yes! When Ian first started gaining weight it bugged me. I liked him fine the way he was. But he was having a lot of fun gaining, and who am I to deprive someone I love of fun? Eventually I did have fun, trying new things for him, getting him to eat more than ever. As he became larger and larger I realised I was having more fun as a feeder than I ever had as Ian’s feedee!
Eventually I see myself at about 300 pounds with Ian around 500. But who knows where these things will go? 5 years ago I’d never have dated a fat guy!
I was chatting with someone I’d met on Dimensions last night.
What’s Dimensions? It’s a magazine/website that is geared towards the ‘plus sized community’: fat people, and the people who love them ;-)
I am a certified fat person. It’s nice to chat with people who have the same world outlook that I have. I don’t do it all the time, but it’s still nice.
There are a few key terms to understanding this ‘world’. BBW = Big Beautiful Woman. A nice way of saying ‘fat chick’. BHM would be a Big Handsome Man, or ‘fat guy’. There is some debate about the terminology, after all, can’t there be women who are fat and ugly? Or men who are big but not handsome? It doesn’t matter, it’s the terms used, and they’re fine with me.
Another term is ‘FA’. This refers to a Fat Admirer, someone who prefers women to be BBWs. Then there is FFA, this would be a woman who prefers men to be BHM. I never had myself pegged as an FFA, and yet Ian does make quite the BHM, so, I guess I’m both a BBW and a FFA.
Still with me?
In this world there is a further subculture (isn’t there always?); it’s called ‘feederism’. Basically the idea is that you get your partner to gain weight for pleasure. This is hotly debated topic. We all ‘know’ fat is unhealthy, and generally socially unacceptable. Forcing someone to be fat would be wrong! Of course, forcing someone to do anything is generally wrong (I have no problem forcing people to not kill though…)
Anyway, I was discussing my weight gain with my friend from Dimensions.
He asked if I had gained weight on purpose. I did not. I did overeat on purpose. I had spent a long time eating little, it was nice to change that, and felt really good going from one extreme to the other. I was learning how to cook, and enjoyed trying different tastes and styles.
He asked if I enjoyed the changes. I did! I’d spent many years as the ‘old Char’, it was nice for a change. Sure I change my hair style, or even my clothing style, but it’s not the same as making over your body!
He asked when I really decided I was ‘fat’. Hitting 200 pounds was a real milestone for me. At that point I was quite soft and curvy. Being 5’10” I wasn’t HUGE, but I was certainly not skinny!
He asked if I was a feedee. That’s harder to answer. I wasn’t out to gain weight, but I didn’t mind the weight gain, and in fact relished it once I had gained weight! For me it was more about the food than the weight. But I loved the weight almost as much. So I’m not sure if I was a feedee or not.
Unfortunately that’s where our conversation ended.
If I could take the questions a little further: do I regret the weight I’ve gained?
Up until 400 pounds I was okay with it, but after that it got a little excessive, then a lot excessive. I wasn’t really in control any more, and that bothered me. I’m losing weight now, in some ways it’s my assertion of control over myself.
With Ian being so big, am I now a feeder? Oh hell yes! When Ian first started gaining weight it bugged me. I liked him fine the way he was. But he was having a lot of fun gaining, and who am I to deprive someone I love of fun? Eventually I did have fun, trying new things for him, getting him to eat more than ever. As he became larger and larger I realised I was having more fun as a feeder than I ever had as Ian’s feedee!
Eventually I see myself at about 300 pounds with Ian around 500. But who knows where these things will go? 5 years ago I’d never have dated a fat guy!
// posted by Charlotte @ 11:02:00 AM 
