I love your portraits! I've always found big bodies beautiful, pleasing to the eye, even when I was a very little kid. When I got older, I found that I couldn't be attracted to anyone who wasn't fat. My first real, serious boyfriend was over 400lbs, and I was only about 115 myself. I was 18, he was 20. And I loved his big belly and the way his skin was so much like velvet, especially on the underside of his hanging belly.
Sadly, he had been handed so much bullshit by society about how his weight was supposedly disgusting and bad that he hated his body, especially his belly, and whenever I tried to touch that belly, he pulled away in mortification. I tried many times to tell him that I loved his physicality as much as I loved his mind and character, and that I found his belly erotic, but he never believed it. He was so caught up in negative body image and depression over his self-loathing that our relationship didn't last. I moved away to go to university, and we lost contact.
I hope he found someone. He deserved happiness, even if it wasn't found with me. I hope he has come to accept his physical being and come free of the depression. I really did love him, and it broke my heart to see him so miserable over society's hatred of fat people. I still miss him, and in my dreams he is still my lover.
I hope he's found someone... but women who like big men are few and far between. It's been 15 years since I last saw him, and I'm no longer the naive little girl I was back then. I'm big myself now, and I have a much greater understanding of what was going on in his mind back then, even though I'm much more content and self-accepting than he was.
His name was Mike, and to me, he was beautiful.
Aw crap.. I didn't mean for this to be some sort of confession. Anyway, I just wanted to say that your pics are lovely and they reminded me of my first great love. Thanks so much for bringing back a wonderful memory.