#superfat

[feedists4fat-lib]

💛Happy Fat Liberation Month from FFL!💛

All this month we will be sharing fun facts and information specifically about Fat Liberation, its history, as well as information on how to combat Anti-Fat Bias and its origins. We'll touch on the Medical Industrial Complex, the intersection of LGBTQIA2S+ identities and fatness, and the Anti-Black Origins of fatphobia. And of course, it wouldn't be FFL without some food recommendations -- this time from Black Owned Businesses!

Now we dive into the topic of the intersection of fatness and the LGBTQIA2S+ community. Today, we learn about the origin of the term "superfat" and its queer activism origins. Is this a term that you identify with? You can thank NOLOSE!

[neuroticboyfriend]

according to the medical industry, i'm morbidly obese, also known as class III obesity - the second highest stage of obesity, apparently. meanwhile, in terms of the Fat Spectrum (which is based on literal body size relative to accessibility/ableism), i'm only in the cusp between small and mid fat. above me, there are those firmly in mid fat, and then there's large fat and infinifat/super fat; there's also death fat, which is for anyone who wants to reclaim the categorization of morbidity.

i point this out because the medical industry, and society at large, has such a skewed and dehumanizing view of fat bodies. even the smallest of us are too much, and that sense of existing in wrongness and excess only gets worse the more fat you are. and i feel like straight size people have this idea that body fat is an accessory - that it can be taken on and off at will, and that fat people are simply choosing to have too much - that we're greedy and gluttonous because of it.

but in reality, body fat is a part of the human body. it comes in varying amounts in everyone, and that amount changes throughout our lives, throughout health and ability. and being part of the human body, our fat is us. by asking us to lose weight, become smaller, more palatable, you are asking us to change who we are. to literally take on a new face, because our face - the very thing most attach to our identity as a unique sign of us - is too much. can you imagine how heartbreaking that might be?

this idea of excess is similar for those who use mobility aids, and all of this a reminder that fatphobia is ableism - neither of which are ever okay or good or helpful or righteous. health and size are not indicators of morality and worth, and they certainly don't decide whether we deserve autonomy, healthcare, or access to life.

[peterb-rundekunst]

The sixth picture in the series. She now weighs twice as much as when she began her deliberate growth. She is no longer very mobile, but enjoys her incredible fullness and fatness all the more. Her partner finds her fat arms very erotic.

[imakefatgifs]

[fatyote]

Honestly, it annoys me when I see blogs styled along the lines of “My icky horrible disgusting shame hole” or etc…and it’s literally just them liking fat people or wanting to be fat.

Let’s maybe unpack that a bit, yeah?

[rockin-mobbin]

“Fits comfortably, whatever your size.”

Sure, unless you’re over size 40.

[lilcowzia]

It's always "wow her ass is so fat, how does she wipe?" And never "your ass is huge girl, let me help you wipe" and that's what's wrong with society

ur so right 🙏

[fatmasc]

I have a similar body type to you and I’ve recently been told I shouldn’t call myself fat because my body type is “socially acceptable” and since I don’t face systematic fat phobia (airline seats not being big enough, lack of available clothing in mainstream stores) it’s a misuse of the term. I haven’t responded yet because I’m still gathering my thoughts …. If you don’t mind me asking, how would you respond to something like that?

I know this is incredibly late and i apologize for that, but my thoughts on that are....disorganized.

There are fat ppl who have it easier than others. You can be fat and still navigate the world w more access than someone fatter than u. Ppl have told me here imnot even fat when its been smth ppl have noti ed first ab me my whole life. So like....if i were to guess i would say that person was taking something out on you or possibly misinformed. Im not sure

Basically we are one fat community and we have to acknowledge our privileges if we are less fat than others (as well as intersecting factors) and to play the game of "youre not fat enough" gets us nowhere

[froggierboy]

i love brendan frasier as an actor but it really fucking sucks that he got back into acting to wear a fatsuit and portray a parody of fat people, and just extra shit on top that he's being awarded for it

[starlit-mansion]

the philosophers talking/caretaker with a toddler meme about talking about being fat with other fat people versus talking about being fat in front of thin people

[clowncloud]

asldkffj tw ed and body weight mention but during the real peak of my ed ofc i envied irl super skinny ppl i saw and then i read this thing abt how some skinny ppl are terminally ill and hate how they look etc and it changed my mind and any time i had envious thoughts i berated myself lolz

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[fatyote]

Fun Fact: I can’t reach under my belly to button/zip my pants. So I either have to:

1. Button them first and then pull them up, but then I struggle to get them over my huge ass

2. Pull them up high and then struggle to button them over my belly, then push them down under my overhang

[taylordnd]

Me: Obviously Beedle or Tingle

Poll: No, ew. We like... Link ;)

Me: These milquetoast vanilla bastards!

Girlfriend: They all vote for vanilla extract, what did you expect?

[wickerfemme]

I'm so used to my grounded, low-stakes, slow-&-steady approach to gaining and to keeping my weight goals modest that I always forget how incredibly hot I get thinking about being superfat. Somehow it never occurs to me until someone else brings up the topic, and then I'm an instant puddle going 🥵💫🍰

[extra-stout-stories]

( #feedist vignettes. Reblog if you like a fit feeder becoming fatter than their feedee. Gender neutral. Written in response to this ask, and my asks are still open.)

You used to stay fit for contrast's sake.

Not me. I've never been skinny. I was a greedy fatty as a kid, and I'm a greedy fatty now. When I first saw the look in your eyes when we met, I understood why you felt like you had to stay skinny. You have to look your "best" if you want to get your hands on a belly like this, right? After all, I'm a prize. Cute, charming, and dedicated to being hugely fucking fat.

But contrast is hard to maintain when you're around me. After all, I don't diet, to put it mildly. You always liked to come with me on my supermarket trips, because it turned you on as much as it turned me on to follow me through every aisle as I grabbed treat after treat, loading my cart up with all the most delicious fattening things, occasionally flipping a package over to check calorie counts and imagining how much weight I could gain if I ate the whole thing in one sitting.

It turned you on even more when I did eat the whole thing in one sitting.

And when your mind is taken over by horniness, it's easy to reach for one more bite and not lose track of just how much you've been putting away.

When you got chubby, it didn't bother you as much as you expected it would. I still couldn't keep my hands off you. It was annoying to shop for a whole new wardrobe, but you put your old clothes in storage temporarily until you got back to your gym routine.

You found yourself enjoying eating with me. When I got so full that even I couldn't take it any more, there was still all that food waiting to be eaten. And you always did like food. It wasn't easy staying thin, was it?

Then your belly developed a hang. You freaked out a little bit, at first. That lasted just a few hours, until I took you into the bedroom and showed you just how good it feels to have a partner's adoring lips and fingertips teasing your underbelly, how good it feels to grip your belly with one hand and feel it jiggle while you climax.

You were hooked.

We were shopping for two at the supermarket now. Two fatties pushing carts full of junk food, a slowly waddling superfat and a chunky little smallfat. It felt right, somehow. Romantic. Intimate.

But I've lived in this body my whole life. For you, it was all new. You weren't used to getting out of breath so easily. You weren't expecting the little aches and pains that make you decide to just sit and keep eating rather than get up from the couch. I was so tender when you needed me to be. So supportive.

When you wanted me to, though, I could tease you about how fat you were getting. About how if you weren't careful, you were going to get even fatter than me.

You wanted me to.

A lot.

And guess what?

It wasn't just teasing.

I'm back to one cart at the supermarket now, on the days when I don't splurge on curbside pickup or in-home delivery. You've gotten a little too fat to make those trips. Easier to just sit on the couch while I go out. Easier to sit there snacking while you wait for me to get back.

And now I'm the one with that wild look in my eye when I see you. You're gigantic. It's like you fill the couch entirely. It's not just that nobody would ever believe you used to be a gym rat. It's that nobody would ever believe you could walk more than a couple of steps at a time. I can hardly believe it, and I'm the one who helped make you this way.

I can't keep my hands off you.

I joke sometimes about how I corrupted you. I tease you about how your appetite is so out of control that you've gotten even fatter than me.

But you tease me right back. Did you just call me skinny?

We're going to have to do something about that…