My BellyThere is a whole other side to me that I think everyone who knows me would be shocked to hear about. I've had a fetish for big stuffed bellies for as long as I can remember. When I was young I realized this - not knowing anything about sex or fetishes - and was so embarrassed that I knew I could never tell anyone. Through middle school and high school being skinny was always my top priority. Maybe I felt that if I was supper skinny nobody would suspect me of having this strange love for round bellies.
When I got to college I had a lot more alone time than I ever did at home - I lived in a dorm that had apartment style rooms with individual bedrooms. I would lay on my bed and eat and eat and eat until I was so full that my belly was tight and round. I would rub it and burp and just feel full. I loved it but I still felt ashamed.
It sounds strange, like a big contradiction, but I have no interest in gaining weight nor do I think overweight people are attractive. Not that I find them unattractive... its just how my fetish works. I like to be slim(ish) so when I do stuff my belly it gets huge and round like a beach ball. To me its just not as sexy when there is a la
I have a boyfriend who I am so in love with but it took me 3 years to finally tell him about my fetish. I never had any plans to but our sex life was lacking. I just wasn't as into it if there weren't any bellies involved. He doesn't know much. The equivalent to the first paragraph in the first volume in a set of encyclopedias. And I only told him that I liked stuffed bellies... on other people. Which is totally true but he doesn't know that I like my belly stuffed too. He's so supportive - so far - and pushes his belly out for me to rub every once in awhile.
He is a pretty fit guy and doesn't have much - if any - flab on him. One night we ordered chinese food and he ate so much that he moaned and groaned all night about how full he was. He laid back and I undid his pants and he let out another loud groan. My hands never left his belly. He belched and moaned as I rubbed his swollen belly and he told me how good it felt. It seemed like he had the fetish himself! I don't think he knew how much it turned me on. I think back to that night a lot...
As much as I love to rub his belly I wish he would rub mine. My "fantasy" I guess you might say would be for both of us to just eat and eat until we were ready to pop. I'd want him to rub my belly running his fingers along the curves making comments about how full it is. Maybe one day we will get to that point.