Googling for bird feeders yielded this little tidbit.
OK, where’s the Human Resources office for the Human Race? I want to resign.
Thanks for sharing that “tidbit” EECCCHHHHHH!!!
Ew!
My. What a way with words.
This looks like a job for…Brain Bleach Man!
Would that guy qualify for a Darwin Award?
If he can’t have ‘that kind’ of sex with her, is he out of the gene pool?
Man, I feel… I feel… What is the opposite of aroused?
You have to wonder where the women stand in this whole thing. It’s clearly a control thing from the male perspective (make 'er huge, she’s all yours-- hell, she can’t even move). Do the women actually feel special? Loved? In any type of control?
I’ll admit, I don’t get most “weird” fetishes, but this really just. . . wow.
I admit I’m sort of curious as to how he knows she’s “900 pound.” He’s probably exaggerating and she’s not a hair over 850.
I’m a bit :dubious: over the 900 pounds bit. Seriously, I deal with people who are over 400 pounds fairly often (and hospitalized–what a shocker that is!).
I have heard that there are men who are into uber-Reubenesque women, but this is a tad ridiculous. I think there’s some exaggerating going on here.
And I just put back the marshmallow chocolate eggs I was going to eat…I have recently lost about 5 pounds–I think I’ll keep going with that.
(we really need a puking smiley, truly)
Feedees often claim to feel loved, and special. After all, they have someone catering to their every whim - feeding them on demand, waiting on them hand and foot when they become too morbidly obese to move, becoming more sexually aroused with every pound that they gain.
The feeder fetish is weird, but doesn’t come close to those guys who hang their junk in a jar of wasps, shake it around a bit and get stung so much they’re transformed into elephantitis groin.
What would make it a really sick, XXXL fetish is if the men were German canniibals, and were force feeding their women with the hopes of getting a type of inexpensive foie gras you can’t find in any market.
(Sorry for doublepost, didn’t see eneanorigby’s post when I replied).
I won’t link, because almost everything about this fetish is not safe for work, but I assure you there’s little to no exaggeration going on here - google search ‘feedees’, ‘bigcuties’, ‘fantasyfeeder’, ‘gaininggoddess’ and so forth if you really, really want to know.
Feeders want their partner as large as they can have them. Often the words “too fat to move” are thrown around. Feedees want to be as large as they can, and they’re often constantly striving to add more and more weight. I don’t know if the 900lb goal is achieveable, but there’s certainly feedees out there (most commonly women) who are more than three or four hundred pounds overweight, and still climbing.
Emphasis mine-- yeah, I’d say this is actually worse. They are killing the person they “love”. There is no way a person can live very well, or hell, at all, far above 350 lbs (let alone 600, 700, 800, and 900 lbs).
But you know what’s sad about the second thing you said? I’m sure someone, somewhere is doing it. Hell, there’s probably whole message boards on the topic. : shiver :
And somewhere on the internet, someone is masturbating to it…
I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.
Oh, god. I want to vomit at the thought. Sorry, I try to be opened minded and all but this is just so…
Query: how do fetishes start, anyway? I can see how someone who was beaten as a kid could somehow transmogrify that into arousal and then need some kind of pain to get off–that seems linear to me (twisted, but linear), how does one know that one has a fat fetish?
Call me ignorant (thanks!) but how does one ever learn that one has a stick my member in a wasp filled jar and let’s see what happens schtick?
I don’t get it-any of it. Maybe I’m missing out on some great sexual experience that I would strive to repeat again and again, but I doubt it. So, how do you know you have a fetish like this?
Sorry for (tangential) hijack
Even that isn’t always true. I know several people who were never spanked as kids or anything like that, but have pain/pleasure fetishes.
Some fetishes will start due to things like childhood issues/trauma, that’s a given. But as with anything to do with the human brain/psyche, there’s a lot people just don’t understand. Some people who were beaten as kids become pain sluts, needing spanking and whipping and bondage to get off. Some who were beaten as kids become averse to any sort of pain, and have the most vanilla sex ever imaginable. Anecdotally, I was never beaten as a kid, though I was spanked on a few (very irregular) occasions. I don’t need pain to get off, but hairpulling, biting, spanking and flogging all rate very high on my ‘wet panties’ scale. I don’t know where that came from, or why, but there it is.
Some feedees had(have) terrible self confidence. Often they’re already somewhat overweight. They’ve had trouble with relationships because of their size, and when they finally hook up with a feeder/fat fetishist, they suddenly become the object of someone’s desire - what they’ve been craving for however long. They’ll do anything to keep their lover, and if that includes eating themselves into an early grave then they’ll do it. Why? Because even if they die young, they’ll die believing they were loved.
Of course, some feedees are the opposite. They’re confident in their fatness, andadore the attention/worship of their feeder for the reasons I mentioned before - they’re being worshipped by someone. Food is brought to them, they need someone to wash and toilet them, to bring them everything they need. It’s a very, very potent power trip. They’re rarer than the first breed of feedee, but they’re still out there. Often they’re the ones on the BBW fetish sites like ‘bigcuties’ and ‘fantasyfeeder’.
Feeders are the same. Some are terribly low in self confidence, and find it fulfilling to spend their life waiting on/worshipping someone who can’t get away/find someone else. Others are terribly controlling, and get off on the idea of hobbling their loved one to the point where they couldn’t leave even if they wanted to.
Sticking your weiner in a jar of wasps, however? Not sure where you get that one from. But you can make a guess - some people would have done it because they were bored/drunk/crazy/kinked out and needed something else to try. Others would do it because someone has told them to, or because they’ve seen someone else espousing the awesomeness of the act and they don’t want to be left behind.
If you’re happy with what most kinksters would term ‘vanilla’ sex, you really shouldn’t beat yourself up just because there’s others out there who like it kinky-stylie. You’re not wrong because you don’t get it. There’s some things out there that people are doing that just don’t make sense in the harsh light of day outside the boudoir. Diff’rent strokes for diff’rent folks and all that. If what you do gets you going, that’s all that matters.
Pope-a-riffic?