Fat people

Some people, no matter how hard they try, are never going to fit into the statistics that society sets for them. For instance, with my build, I am never going to be the 90 pounds I'm "supposed" to be. Even through my excersize and my eating habits <Which YES include cookies!> I will never get down below 120, which is the goal I set for myself. But hey, like I said, I'm attracted to bigger people and I would like to read about them. Sometimes, though, it's hard to write about them because there aren't many good words out there to describe them, due to society sucking ass. Slender, willowy, slim, those are all good words. Voluptuous is the only word for less than skinny people that I can think if. I mean, I know there've gotta be others out there, but I can't think of them off the top of my head.

Chicklet
 
Chicklet said:
Sometimes, though, it's hard to write about them because there aren't many good words out there to describe them, due to society sucking ass. Slender, willowy, slim, those are all good words. Voluptuous is the only word for less than skinny people that I can think if. I mean, I know there've gotta be others out there, but I can't think of them off the top of my head.

Chicklet

Now THAT is a kick-ass idea for a thread.

-T
 
okay, so, anyone with idea's see the thread a little ways down.

Chicklet
 
Those are good ones. It really is scary that I can't think of any more...if there were more stories out there with these body types we'd know more, but, there aren't. <chicklet glares at the world>
 
absolutely nothing wrong with a little bit of flesh spilling out of the top of clothing <drool>
 
Hey Chicklet,

I am also in Oregon, PM me at GrffyLrk if you wanna chat
 
This is a warning to anyone else who wants to PM me about sex :

I AM NOT INTERESTED

Chicklet
 
Chicklet said:
This is a warning to anyone else who wants to PM me about sex :

I AM NOT INTERESTED

Chicklet

Heh.

I guess the pussy in your avatar turns them on. I would have thought that the pitchfork would have kept them away.


Back to the topic:

Don't bother trying to use catch-all terms. It is a waste of time. Instead, focus upon the parts at hand. It is the use of concrete imagery that will make the tale interesting, not the selection of one catch-all word.

Sure, words like rubenesque, ample, full-figured, lush, ripe, plump, fleshy, corpulent, buxom and curvaceous all quickly bring a type of woman to mind, but they are so generalized, they lie flat on the page. What you should strive for is to define your one specific BBW, not all of them at once. I use them, but only in conjunction with ideas that I want to explore and refine.

I have a story in the works (Yeah, I know. Yet another longhand written story in progress. I have an hour commute by bus to work, and that gives me scads of scribble time.) about a BBW who is taken by a man who uncovers her hidden desires. Working title is 220 Pounds of Lust. It falls into the Fetish / BDSM / Interracial / Anal / Oral categories. I won't get into the plot here, but one scene involves Gail Pierce doing laps in the pool early one morning. As her boyfriend comes out back to check on her, she exits the pool.

... her fleshy bottom, its pale roundness straining at the iridescent lavender cloth of her bathing suit.

... pulled the purple cloth sharply upwards. The full cheeks of her magnificent ass split around the strip of cloth, obscuring it completely. As I smacked her pale skinned rear, slowly but firmly, a rosy pink flush appeared. I marvelled at how her ass cheeks jiggled under my ministrations.

She ascended the ladder like Aphrodite climbing out of the surf. Her large breasts hung low on her chest, held tightly in place by the straining cloth of her bathing suit. My eyes travelled down to her rounded belly, lingering over the cute rolls that slid under the cloth as she moved.

Her water slickened hair looked deep chestnut. I loved the appearance of her wet mane -- sleek, long and sensuous. She stood before me, waiting to see what I intended. It was always like this, her waiting for me to take the lead. Sometimes I wondered why it should be so. She weighed the same as I did, and easily took everything that I threw at her. A more slender woman would’ve been injured by the rough play I delighted engaging in. Not Gail. She always bounced playfully against me, her soft padding providing a delightful cushion during our often-furious coupling. I wrapped my hands around her girth and pulled her to me, my iron fingers clawing deeply into the firm tissue of her glorious ass. She hissed loudly as I dug my groin into her, pressing forcefully inwards to burrow ever deeper, driving past her paunch and finally reaching deep into the silky folds of her sex. This is what I enjoyed the most about fucking her; the feeling of being totally enveloped. When I fucked her, I wrapped myself in a Gail-blanket, a garment of lust and pleasure. And when she cradled me in her chubby arms in return I always felt that she enjoyed everything that I did to her as much as I enjoyed doing them to her.

I positioned her on her knees, her cheek down upon the stair of the diving board, her petite hands gripping the stainless steel rails for support. Her hair lay pasted to her back, with rainbow coloured diamonds glistening in her hair, the water droplets shining like prisms against the sable backdrop. I came forward, pulling the finger's breadth of lavender cloth out from the crack of her ass and tugging it sharply to the side. "Hold it," I said quietly, watching with pleasure as a pale, smooth hand crept over her large ass cheek and held the taut material in place. Thus unhindered, I could concentrate on the grand feast spread before me. I moved my hands down, gliding over her pink,puckered asshole then the steamy cleft of her pussy, but continuing lower, dancing over the straining clit that sought my touch, but only stopping when I reached her satiny stomach which hung low, full and round like a pregnant woman’s. But this belly wouldn’t disappear in a mere nine months. No, it would be here for me to enjoy for as long as I wished it. This is where I let my hands wander, straying freely over the softness of her tender flesh. Gail sighed loudly, tremors making her flesh quiver, her ass, thighs and belly rippling like gelatin freshly freed from its mould.

I pulled the straps of her bathing suit down over her shoulders and fished out her right breast, letting it flop wetly upon her chest. I left the other tit covered for the moment. The pendulous breast was much too large for me to hold one-handed, so I contented myself with grasping it around her areola, using my thumb and index finger to twiddle the rapidly stiffening nipple roughly as the other three digits sank pleasantly into her tit flesh. Gail's breasts had always been ultra-sensitive. Rough play on her nipples often felt uncomfortable. I waited for the expected complaint, but was totally surprised when she did not. I slipped my other hand down between her generous thighs, burrowing past them until I could bury two fingers into her snatch. Her melliferous cleft oozed wetness, her nectar flowing freely over my fingers and down her leg. Although I didn’t touch it, I looked with pleasure upon the other breast that had its nipple growing in tandem with the one I played with. That large mound and its cloth-tenting, stiffening nipple reminded me of a circus pavilion. I laughed, thinking that all it needed was a bright red pennant attached to tip of her nipple to complete the illusion.

I hope that those quotes illustrate what I am driving at. Looking at a rubenesque woman is one thing. (Or nothing if the reader doesn't know who Reubens is, or that he depicted the women in his paintings as full-figured, buxom females.) But relating to your reader what reubenesque means to that character will always carry more impact.

Just one man's opinion, worth what you paid for it.

-T
 
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pretty_lil_stranger said:
And Tate...I think you did a great job here of describing a woman who weighs more than 100 pounds, lol. I will definitely read it when you are finished!

Good to hear!

-T
 
"I have a story in the works" :eek: SERIOUSLY, TATE?

And yeah, I am okay with certain people PM'ing me, but this one guy decided that since I was into overweight people that he had a chance, and tried to get me to "talk dirty" with him. I'm not interested (in men) for that!!! I have a boyfriend who is more than perfect for <clears throat> all my needs.

Stranger, you're allowed to PM me = ) = )
 
Chicklet said:
"I have a story in the works" :eek: SERIOUSLY, TATE?

I guess I should stop hanging around these forums and produce some story text instead!

-T
 
Maybe if I actually wrote stuff out on paper instead of on the computer I wouldn't be tempted to come here whenever I am doing "work"

Chicklet
 
Enlightenment

Showman said:
BBW or Big Beautiful Women ...

Thank you. I have been wracking my brains for months trying to work out what Americans meant when they used this acronym. It seems less common in real English.
 
Sometimes I forget that some people don't know what BBW is = )
 
Chicklet said:
Sometimes I forget that some people don't know what BBW is = )

Always a danger when using slang. There's no way to look it up in your OED.

-T
 
Stories featuring larger women

I designed 220 Pounds of Lust to be a BBW fetish piece. I purposely casted a large, pretty woman as a main character and spent considerable time to focus upon her plentiful charms. Casting such women in a positive, sensual light was the entire point of the story.

What of stories not designed with this in mind?

Does the addition of a voluptuous woman to a story instantly make it more readable for some? Does the lack of realistically portrayed body types turn readers off? I use characters of all types, depending upon the effect I wish to create with them. Does one look of character make you hornier than another?

I'd be interested in hearing from you if that is the case. If so, what body type makes you hot, and why?

-T
 
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