- Category: Opinion
- Written by Jim Dee
My friend at work told me that his old boss was a fat fetishist. I asked what, exactly, that meant (aside from the obvious sexual preference for larger partners).
Apparently, there's this whole sub-sub-sub-culture sex fetish involving a "feeder" (usually a dude) and a "feedee" (usually a dude-ette -- aka, in these situations, "the cow"). What happens is the guy takes care of the woman and slowly fattens her up to the point of near immobility. (And, I guess they of course "do sex stuff" together as well, which we'll skip over here.) Bottom line: The cow functions as kind of a prized, living trophy.
Yes, it's a fucked up world, my friends.
I got a gal who's mighty sweet
Big blue eyes and tiny feet
Her name is Rosabelle Magee
And she tips the scales at three-oh-three
Oh, gee, but ain't it grand to have a gal so big and fat
That when you go to hug her, you don't know where you're at
You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand
And hug a ways and chalk a mark to see where you began
One day I was a-huggin' and a-chalkin' and a-chalkin' and a-huggin' away
When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand
A-comin' around the other way over the mountain
A-comin' around the other way
Sounds made-up, I know. But, it was in fact a top hit record in 1946 -- understandable, as, coming fresh off a bloody world war, who didn't deserve a little extra cake? However, despite Hayes' and Carmichael's best efforts, fat-fetishism seems to have remained out of the mainstream.
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On April 2, 2007, wrote:
That picture is making my eyes water.
On April 3, 2007, wrote:
I think the people that are into clowns are even freakier. Clowns suck.
On April 5, 2007, wrote:
Oh man, this makes me want cake.