Much has been said about fat and sex. And quite obviously, for a FA, making love with a fat woman is a thrilling, wonderful thing, one that makes many of us wonder if this degree of sensory nirwana and fulfillment could possibly be available to other men.
However, fat is so much more than sex.
When we look at our fat partners, our face breaks out in a smile. There's just so much beauty and grace, and we never tire of it. Holding a fat woman is absolutely the most wonderful thing. Feeling the warm, soft, substantial body of a loved one is pure bliss. There's definitely magic there, and it's a magic that goes to our very core. Being near and with a fat woman I love makes me feel whole, fulfilled, happy, connected, and immensely grateful all at once. It's like having found what we need on so many levels. It is probably a feeling only FAs can truly understand.
I do not question, speculate or wonder why fatness is such a wonderful, magical thing to me. It just is. Always has been, and always will be.
However, fat is so much more than sex.
When we look at our fat partners, our face breaks out in a smile. There's just so much beauty and grace, and we never tire of it. Holding a fat woman is absolutely the most wonderful thing. Feeling the warm, soft, substantial body of a loved one is pure bliss. There's definitely magic there, and it's a magic that goes to our very core. Being near and with a fat woman I love makes me feel whole, fulfilled, happy, connected, and immensely grateful all at once. It's like having found what we need on so many levels. It is probably a feeling only FAs can truly understand.
I do not question, speculate or wonder why fatness is such a wonderful, magical thing to me. It just is. Always has been, and always will be.
