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About Sah X

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  • Location
    Laval, QC, Canada
  • My interests
    Reading, Sketching, that's all for the moment.
  • Sex
    Male
  • Ethnicity
    Guess by yourself
  • Smoker
    VERY ocassionally. Not a smoker, just a hipster.
  • Drink Alcohol?
    Ocassionally
  • Marital Status
    Bachelor
  • Sexual Orientation
    Straight
  • Movies
    A lot...
  • Music
    Hip Hop, Pop, Classical music, Jazz, Blues, Groovy, R&B, AfroBeat, Rap, J-Rock, J-Pop, a little of K-Pop (but not really my thing) , Reggae.

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  1. Enjoy it. https://www.instagram.com/doomies/?hl=en
  2. Sah X

    Can You Balance Things On Your Bum?

    I have a friend whom her bottom range usually between small (yet moderably wide, due to her hips) yet bouncy to moderably bouncier (and wider) most days. This is plausibly because of a combination of bottom-hourglass oriented body weight distribution, of genetic benefices -- as her cousin has a pretty big bottom for someone so athletic-looking and slim, then suspected her to share each other that common gene -- and most importantly significant weight gain while having still somehow retained the results of glutes-oriented home workout years later whereas working into a physically-requiering job in the meantime, but she got quite plump nearly two years earlier. She was far yet from looking portly to the upper half (besides her Triple D size hooters, softer upper arms, puffy face, little goblet chin, chubby ribs and lesser waist-defined soft midriff starting to curve out onwards) , however I couldn't tell the same thing about the bottom half: at 170s or more pounds for a nearly five foot eight tall woman, her hips went up from moderably wide to ample with nearly 46" width (so that I could feel the uppest end of her hip brush against my flank when sitting next to each other on a train bench, in spite her not-so-subtle attempts to space out a little from me... in vain), her legs turned so chunky and less toned that she lost the gap between the upper part of her inner thighs and started to brush a little to each other, the fabric of outgrown Size-12 jeans has stressing so much against her flesh (and that was a miracle that she kept working then walking the whole day with those without ever rip 'em apart) that you may catch sight to the creases of that stammering cellulite alike forming ride breeches' bulges all riding up below the near-noteworthy both color and outlines of her panties which couldn't barely cover at first glimpe half of these moundful, hefty cheeks protuding out like a shelf behind her. In spite pretending at this moment -- and still time at times, one year earlier -- have never remarked her over-40-or-more pounds weight gain nor how she truly outclassed her sibling' already bottom-heavy asset, the change get a certain toll unto her both body balance and mobility: she passed from rarely-to-never has displaying any sustained sign of exhaustion besides after-work -- wherein even after that, was prolly to engage with me to competitive stairs climbings and two-mile walkings, to being the one trying to hide from others when she caught a little her breath after a three-story jog-climbing on stairs. Her then-stalking impetus tended to already turn into an ambling gait whenever she had to bypass the 140-lbs milestone, but at some point there occured that the somehow ponderously swaying hips she momentarily developped looked less like a lascivious swing of the baby-carrying headquarters and more like something closer to a booty-shaking waddle.Then the point that most of the turnstiles at the different Montreal-based subway stations are 500 millimeters wide doesn't help when you get closer to gone stuck in-between, so she had to bump a little back-and-forth through it. But in spite all of those details, the only moment I've succeed that day to made her realize how fuller-figured and bottom-heavy she became was when I furtively pulled up a styrofoam cup atop her dash then teasingly asked her to look behind her... XD After that, she was less reluctant to deny the bluntness of her expanding curves for a long, so that before to leave, I mockerously yelled behind her to be careful about not getting stuck inside the turnstile with her big derriere, to what she teasingly counter-replied with a flirtatious catwalking before to spank loudly her billowy rear cheeks with both hands... it lasted three seconds before they've stopped to jiggle back-and-forth of their own. Just to give to anyone a clear idea about her buttocks size changes from 130-40 pounds to her heaviest, here a Deviantart board picture below (from R.-A.-Lv2/Lv3 to the uppest end of the same rank, Lv5) :
  3. Besides this, I get used to know an athletic school runner a couple of years ago who asked a common friend of yours something about an old granny' body care practise in our native culture which consists to increase the hips width and bum breadth of its user so that they may develop a fuller curvy figure to please our male fellows, but the process get so efficient that the last time our paths crossed to each other six months after this, she was no longer capable to run or walk all short with that humongeous lower body of hers she kept to waddle exhaustively through the pathway (even experienced difficulties to pass frontwards through an half-opened subway gateway then a turnstile even by bumping through it sideways) . I nearly get a stroke and an hard-on both simultaneously. Just imagine a slender Serena Williams who turn softer from the upper body frame, but get catch with Love Randalin's assets below the waist. Yes I know, this efficient. I had for nearly a decade a convoluted-yet-outwardly-blunt, unadmitted romantic friendship with a woman fairly older than I am who still hesiatated for years to either fit me inside her life as a boyfriend, the little brother she ever wished to have, an androgynous pal trope or a pain in her arse, so that she may being someday totally indifferent nay annoyed to the sightings I get used to send her then at other moments being flat-out jealous and overbearing in presence or sole mention to any other woman in my surroundings, mark her territory like an alpha female whenever I flirt up with an another woman before her nose, rub "by accident" her body against mine every single three years or even let everyone believe wrongfully that we were married (so, say hello to bachelorship) . Our relationship was so blurred, so little limited by the norms thriving within a male-female friendship, that we even used to keep a enabler/feedee bond for six years! I encouraged her, enabled her, fed her, fattened her, pinched her, waggled her, poked her, praised the littiest extra pound of hers, the littiest crease, the littiest roll or bump onto her expanding curves, lured her from time to time to let herself go, to just yield to her self-overindulging instincts for six years! And if she would have accepted the agreement I came to her with, to what we agreed to fully embrace this facet of our bond-- more importantly allow her to fully embrace this trait of hers by indulging herself without fearing either peer's & family' pressure, weight fluctuactions or food income, by living to my side for even a whole year, at the moment you read this post she should already be a blimp (when she fatten up, she fatten up fast. She may gain 20 pounds in a two-week row, even 15 in barely one week: if she didn't have all those plateau and fluctutuacting metabolism issues, her lack of willingness, her somewhat bipolar concerns and all, she might even been immobile today) . But well this is life, like people love to say when you are just too idle or hectic to mind about it. Oh... I've also crossed two different obese doppëlgangers of this girl two-three years ago, and an another one but similar this time away an another woman I knew during this same period. I'm deducing that a set of hazardous circumstances mixing random outcomes, individual choices, genetic lottery and me being simply attentive to most everything made sure that I see before my eyes women who occurs to look like identical twin sisters, but with a 100-150 pounds gap in body weight. :/
  4. Whilst my first month working as a barista to a coffee shop, a customer came reguliarly i my workplace to purchase our sweets twice or thrice at a daily rate: a brunette of average both size and built, far from been slender yet very curvy and slim. She get used to eat a lot of fast food in the neighbooring restaurants. A couple of days later, I've spent the rest of my formation inside the warehouse of the store to learn the basis of cooking, maintain the room clean and all. Three weeks past before that my employer letted me go back on the front floor. At some point someday, I leaned down to a row below the cashier, busy to my works when I heard a familiar voice greet me to the other side of the front, so I simply raised my head to do the same. Immediatly, I sensed my professional temper crawl from inside with fright and awe, missed to drop down my jaw when our gazes crossed to each other. That was the same woman, the same kind of outfit, same hair, same features, same voice: the only difference was, I had estimated at first sight some 75 or more pounds, a blown-out face, a sizeable roll of flesh coiling below her vanishing jawline, a pair of melon-size udders, a big round nine-months-preganant lookalike girth peaking outwards, portly arms and lower body-- well, the whole curvaceous-gone-full-fledged-fat kit which weren't there at all the last time I've served her. Let me remind us people: three weeks gone! And she turn obese in the meantime!! Since then, I've never eaten this workplace's sweets again.
  5. Sah X

    Canadians...

    Laval.
  6. Sah X

    Favourite big butt girl ?

    Too many to count... when I say "too many" , I mean that mess: my Instagram is saturated by bottom-heavy "models" .
  7. Sah X

    First time you knew you were attracted to BBW

    I just love women.
  8. Sah X

    Your Fetishes?

    My kinks resumes pretty much by feederism, gluttony, weight gain, breast expansion, belly inflation, hips enlargment, butt expansion, thighs expansion, face gain, changing body balance/mobility, decreasing mobility, the various layers of immobility, clothes shredding, button popping, outgrown clothes, broken furniture, squishing, waddling, jiggling, chair sitting, seeing women get stuck into places used to fit average people, seeing women covers much space than requiered, women who let themselves goes and F.A. centered erotica literature.
  9. Sah X

    Hello, everyone.

    Hi and bonsoir, my pseudonym is Sah X. Some of yours F.A. people online may also recognize me under the cognomen of John Smith and I am a youthful Canadian F.A. and feeder/enabler in his fresh twenties. I'm venturing myself into the feederism/F.A. community since a couple of years already, but I just wanted to subscribe to this forum. Question to read new things, share some experiences, scrolling, whatever.
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