...was written by Nicki and posted 3 years ago on the "old" Dimensions Board,
I really thought her poem was cute
Thought I would repost this for the new additions to the community
A Perspective On Feederism
To a vast majority of the general population, this so-called phenomenon has been met with an array of mixed feelings, including ignorance, perplexity, and even revulsion. It has been my experience that in every attempt to rationalize Fat Admiration, people cannot comprehend that anyone would rather be with someone who is fat or that someone could possible prefer to be fat themselves. In fact, in one instance it had been alleged to me, Well some men prefer little boys, but that doesnt mean it is right. On the contrary, to love a very fat person is not illegal. That statement alone compelled me to recognize that this subject needs to be disclosed.
Although I am relatively new to this, I would like to offer my interpretation of feederism related to my experiences, keeping in mind that this is just my opinion.
It has long been a misconception that feeders have been viewed as abusive men who will go to any extent to fatten their women to extreme measures, ultimately leading to immobility. Although I am sure that some may fall under this category, I have yet to meet one. A feeder can be defined as someone who achieves pleasure from weight gain through the act of feeding. On the other hand, not all feeders actively feed, but prefer to provide verbal encouragement. For a feeder, their sexual pleasure is derived from seeing a woman gain, watching them eat and slowly grow out of their clothing. These men praise the sizeable female form, paying close attention to each and every jiggle, bounce and swell. This can also include taking delight in the visibility of stretch marks and even cellulite. They love how fat flesh feels to their touch, soft, supple and velvety. They relish the feeling of being smothered and wrapped in glorious tender tissue and sinking into every salacious curve. In addition to all of this, it is not just a sexual preference for these men, but rather a way of life. They achieve completeness and contentment by having a self confident, self assured, willing and cheerful fat woman in their lives
A feedee is someone who acquires a great deal of pleasure from eating or being fed for the soul purpose of gaining weight. Not to be confused with a foodee who is someone who loves to eat but does not find the weight gain aspect of it very desirable. Feedees do not necessarily need a feeder to enjoy eating and gaining.
Now as a self proclaimed feedee I feel compelled to express what it means for me. I was relatively thin for most of my life, and nevertheless fell victim to the mindset that I was a great deal too plump. And despite my slender physique, I suffered self-reproach continuously giving into the temptation of overindulgence. I remained confused as to why being contented with myself was not appropriate to societies principles. Consequently I miserably dieted my way through much of my teenage years.
It wasnt until I became an adult and a modest 50 pounds heavier; I realized that the word fat is not an unpleasant declaration. Nor is my self esteem, my quality of life or my happiness measured by the numbers on a scale. I had discovered the bliss of being fat.
It was just over a year ago that I met an amazing man. Perfect in every way and precisely what I had been envisioning of all my life. Handsome, smart, sensitive, and caring. Best of all, a Fat Admirer and encourager. He introduced me to a world more picturesque than I could have ever anticipated. A world of acceptance and appreciation, where I could allow my profoundly seeded desires unbind.
I discovered there were websites and communities through such groups as Yahoo! and MSN that were exclusively intended for feederism and fat admiration. It was on the internet that I learned I was not unaccompanied and that in actuality there were an increasing number of individuals who were committed feeders and feedees. Living their lives openly, proud of their means. All these resources and the positive encouragement I received, from a vast amount of knowledgeable individuals, gave me a fountain of information and the opportunity to see many generously proportioned, beautiful woman. For countless months I gazed upon these developing beauties in unmitigated envy. Despite the negative criticism received by countless, including friends and family, the journey to my concept of the perfect body commenced.
In January of 2003, I consciously embarked on the road to increasing size. My start weight being 220 pounds and my ultimate goal weight in the 500 pound range, with no intentions of losing it after I have met this objective. After I began to expand, as a bigger woman I find myself flaunting what I have instead of concealing it. I have finally found my place in the world. I decided it was time to parade my new found beauty with a web site that documented my evolution from slight to flabulous. Therefore nowadays I am recognized as the Gaining Goddess and my transformation can be seen in all its glory at www.gaininggoddess.com.
For me, my gratification is a consequence of consuming food for the intention of weight gain. I love the way cuisine initiates such astounding sensations as it satiates my increasingly developing belly. Every pound achieved brings me a great deal of exhilaration. I adore how my essence is beginning to achieve an abundance of womanly curves that bounce, shake and ripple with every move that I make. My skin has acquired such a supple softness that seems to glow more with every morsel I devour. I have never felt sexier at any moment in my life as I do now, a feeling that I expect to increase as time progresses. My overindulgence is not a weakness but a means of attaining a goal I have set for myself. I love how magnificent it is to be worshipped for what was once ridiculed as an oddity.
It is not a failing if you happen to be fat, nor is a sin to prefer being fat, and is not an offense to marvel at someone who is fat. There are much worse things in this world that I could be, for example, fallacious, malicious, egocentric, callous and so on. There was a cartoon that I once read, it said, I have the perfect body lean and muscular on the inside and cuddly on the outside. Just a little something I prefer to live by.
In closing, I would like to share a poem with you that I wrote as a token of my appreciation to all FAs/feeders everywhere.
For those of you who adore us
And admire our every pound
You grace us with your tender touches
To our tummies round
Your hearts so full of compassion
To acknowledge the beauty within
And best of all you worship us
As our figures are not thin
You marvel at our suppleness
And how we jiggle and bounce
Offering lifes delicacies
As we devour every ounce
You bless us with your adornment,
Decency, charm and wit
You always show excitement
When our clothes no longer fit
You continually hold us in high regard
And treat us with much respect
In awe of your appreciation
You give more than we expect
Your passion is astounding
Your souls so full of pride
Your real men with dignity
And absolutely nothing to hide
Written by: Nicole B. McRobert
I really thought her poem was cute
Thought I would repost this for the new additions to the community
A Perspective On Feederism
To a vast majority of the general population, this so-called phenomenon has been met with an array of mixed feelings, including ignorance, perplexity, and even revulsion. It has been my experience that in every attempt to rationalize Fat Admiration, people cannot comprehend that anyone would rather be with someone who is fat or that someone could possible prefer to be fat themselves. In fact, in one instance it had been alleged to me, Well some men prefer little boys, but that doesnt mean it is right. On the contrary, to love a very fat person is not illegal. That statement alone compelled me to recognize that this subject needs to be disclosed.
Although I am relatively new to this, I would like to offer my interpretation of feederism related to my experiences, keeping in mind that this is just my opinion.
It has long been a misconception that feeders have been viewed as abusive men who will go to any extent to fatten their women to extreme measures, ultimately leading to immobility. Although I am sure that some may fall under this category, I have yet to meet one. A feeder can be defined as someone who achieves pleasure from weight gain through the act of feeding. On the other hand, not all feeders actively feed, but prefer to provide verbal encouragement. For a feeder, their sexual pleasure is derived from seeing a woman gain, watching them eat and slowly grow out of their clothing. These men praise the sizeable female form, paying close attention to each and every jiggle, bounce and swell. This can also include taking delight in the visibility of stretch marks and even cellulite. They love how fat flesh feels to their touch, soft, supple and velvety. They relish the feeling of being smothered and wrapped in glorious tender tissue and sinking into every salacious curve. In addition to all of this, it is not just a sexual preference for these men, but rather a way of life. They achieve completeness and contentment by having a self confident, self assured, willing and cheerful fat woman in their lives
A feedee is someone who acquires a great deal of pleasure from eating or being fed for the soul purpose of gaining weight. Not to be confused with a foodee who is someone who loves to eat but does not find the weight gain aspect of it very desirable. Feedees do not necessarily need a feeder to enjoy eating and gaining.
Now as a self proclaimed feedee I feel compelled to express what it means for me. I was relatively thin for most of my life, and nevertheless fell victim to the mindset that I was a great deal too plump. And despite my slender physique, I suffered self-reproach continuously giving into the temptation of overindulgence. I remained confused as to why being contented with myself was not appropriate to societies principles. Consequently I miserably dieted my way through much of my teenage years.
It wasnt until I became an adult and a modest 50 pounds heavier; I realized that the word fat is not an unpleasant declaration. Nor is my self esteem, my quality of life or my happiness measured by the numbers on a scale. I had discovered the bliss of being fat.
It was just over a year ago that I met an amazing man. Perfect in every way and precisely what I had been envisioning of all my life. Handsome, smart, sensitive, and caring. Best of all, a Fat Admirer and encourager. He introduced me to a world more picturesque than I could have ever anticipated. A world of acceptance and appreciation, where I could allow my profoundly seeded desires unbind.
I discovered there were websites and communities through such groups as Yahoo! and MSN that were exclusively intended for feederism and fat admiration. It was on the internet that I learned I was not unaccompanied and that in actuality there were an increasing number of individuals who were committed feeders and feedees. Living their lives openly, proud of their means. All these resources and the positive encouragement I received, from a vast amount of knowledgeable individuals, gave me a fountain of information and the opportunity to see many generously proportioned, beautiful woman. For countless months I gazed upon these developing beauties in unmitigated envy. Despite the negative criticism received by countless, including friends and family, the journey to my concept of the perfect body commenced.
In January of 2003, I consciously embarked on the road to increasing size. My start weight being 220 pounds and my ultimate goal weight in the 500 pound range, with no intentions of losing it after I have met this objective. After I began to expand, as a bigger woman I find myself flaunting what I have instead of concealing it. I have finally found my place in the world. I decided it was time to parade my new found beauty with a web site that documented my evolution from slight to flabulous. Therefore nowadays I am recognized as the Gaining Goddess and my transformation can be seen in all its glory at www.gaininggoddess.com.
For me, my gratification is a consequence of consuming food for the intention of weight gain. I love the way cuisine initiates such astounding sensations as it satiates my increasingly developing belly. Every pound achieved brings me a great deal of exhilaration. I adore how my essence is beginning to achieve an abundance of womanly curves that bounce, shake and ripple with every move that I make. My skin has acquired such a supple softness that seems to glow more with every morsel I devour. I have never felt sexier at any moment in my life as I do now, a feeling that I expect to increase as time progresses. My overindulgence is not a weakness but a means of attaining a goal I have set for myself. I love how magnificent it is to be worshipped for what was once ridiculed as an oddity.
It is not a failing if you happen to be fat, nor is a sin to prefer being fat, and is not an offense to marvel at someone who is fat. There are much worse things in this world that I could be, for example, fallacious, malicious, egocentric, callous and so on. There was a cartoon that I once read, it said, I have the perfect body lean and muscular on the inside and cuddly on the outside. Just a little something I prefer to live by.
In closing, I would like to share a poem with you that I wrote as a token of my appreciation to all FAs/feeders everywhere.
For those of you who adore us
And admire our every pound
You grace us with your tender touches
To our tummies round
Your hearts so full of compassion
To acknowledge the beauty within
And best of all you worship us
As our figures are not thin
You marvel at our suppleness
And how we jiggle and bounce
Offering lifes delicacies
As we devour every ounce
You bless us with your adornment,
Decency, charm and wit
You always show excitement
When our clothes no longer fit
You continually hold us in high regard
And treat us with much respect
In awe of your appreciation
You give more than we expect
Your passion is astounding
Your souls so full of pride
Your real men with dignity
And absolutely nothing to hide
Written by: Nicole B. McRobert
