The following is a variety of letters published in the "Letters to the Editor" section of BUF magazine as well as letters from other sources. BUF - its name initially stood for "Big Up Front" - was a soft-porn publication which started out as a specialty magazine for men who like large breasts, then gradually began to feature more and more plump models. Eventually, the magazine changed to an all-fat format. A letter to the editor section was added in an effort to make the magazine more interactive with its readers.
Most of the letters are from men who love fat women and a large percentage of them are turned on by the feeding of women and by seeing them grow. Many writers tell how they managed to make their fantasies come true by getting their previously thin girlfriend, wife or lover to grow fat. Surprisingly, many of the letters appear to be from formerly thin women who met fat-loving men and consequently abandoned their diets. It is impossible, of course, to tell how many of those letters were written by men, but it is likely that the majority were actually written by women who were intrigued by their partners fascination with fat and fattening. Here are some examples:
I know that a lot of fat lovers would love to see even fatter models; I certainly would. Of course, I know that such marvelous women are rare finds. Still, I wish you would make a special effort to find them. I really like weight-gaining stories and would like to see more of them. With illustrations, if possible. Some more ideas-reader fantasies, pen pals, classified ads, and some more meat added to Joy Gorge (an overeating cartoon character who regularly appeared in the magazine). Right now she looks like a little kid trying to hold down a couple of over-inflated balloons. Try inflating the rest of her. (AUG87)
In a recent Sunday paper, I saw a cartoon of a fat gal on a scale. The caption read that the scale talks-it encourages the gal on it to lose weight, saying things like "Take it off!" Of course, all BUF readers would prefer a scale that would praise our fat girl friends for putting on weight, and scold them for losing even a half pound off their big butts, wide hips and heavy breasts! To me a woman doesn't even start to be attractive until she's at least 50 pound overweight-and at that she would only be a "baby Buffalo." A woman like Peg Moore has the perfect Buffalo butt and thighs. And then there are my favorites, like Celia, who not only have the huge butt and big thighs, but a sexy enormous belly on which two heavy drooping breasts lay-now that's a Queen Buffalo! (MAR86)
Thanks, BUF, for spicing up my sex life. Your sexy, plump darlings are the best (next to my wife, who you'll be happy to hear is putting on the pounds faster than you can say "pass the pasta. (AUG87)
I like to see plumpers pigging out, and so far only Joy has been willing to eat for us. That's with the exception of Kelly. The shots of her gobbling that cake and those pastries were priceless. I certainly hope she's established a standard as to the content of pictorial features (pigging out). I especially liked Nicole and would have loved seeing her involved in some serious gluttony.... One last request: when will Peg Moore be featured again? She is one of my all-time favorites and based on her rate of gain for the last couple of years should be well over 250 by now.
As for Joy Gorge, so far my favorite episode was when she ate the Rolls Royce cake. I'd like to see her doing a whole lot more big eating. For example, an olympic sized pool filled with whipped cream, a truck load of chocolates, a mountain of pasta the size of the Astrodome, etc. I'd also like to see her in some eating contests with other hefty honeys.
During the course of my lard-loving career, I've been fortunate enough to have had numerous experiences with chubs who have turned into blimps due to my gentle persuasion and encouragement. I would enjoy reading the experiences of others who have fattened up their ladies! (MAY86)
Kelly is absolutely awesome. The shots of her sitting on the bed with her huge stomach and flowing thighs spreading before her is incredible. And I couldn't believe the eating shots with her enormous upper arms and belly rubbing up against the table. Let's hope she keeps eating and growing. (JAN87)
You finally found a model that all of us want and have been looking for. Fat. MASSIVELY FAT. She has got the quality and the quantity we all want to see. This is what we want. Not a whole bunch of 180 to 220 pound women, but one HUGE, waddling, fat, massively obese woman that weighs in at over a quarter ton. One with huge, sagging, hanging rolls of fat. One who can just barely walk (if at all). (JAN87)
Kelly is definitely a real Pig! She's even sexier when she's eating! I really hope you feature more of this super-pig in the future. She's by far your best find yet! (JAN86)
More Joy Gorge!!! I love to see her pigging out, getting bigger and bigger every issue. Here's an idea-give her a regular four- or five-page feature at the back of each book so we can compare her size and see how much she grows. For that matter, maybe you could find some thinny-thin model (130 pounds, or so) who'd like to eat her way up to 400 pounds before your photographer's busy, hungry lens. (AUG87)
My girl friend, Mary Lee, who you could classify as a heavyweight is the cutest ball of flesh you have ever seen. She weighs in at 295 and is 5'8". She has a problem as you might have figured...getting up from the dinner table. Her measurements are 54-50-58. My god, she's great!!! Well, I just thought you might like to hear about Mary Lee, my own whale, and for me she's the ultimate! (NOV 86)
I know a woman who is overly obese: She is well proportioned and about 35 years old. Her measurements are about 60-65-80 and she weighs in at over 625 pounds-and she is still growing! She loves to eat. Peg Moore is a beauty-but she has a long way to go before she can be top of the line. Keep feeding her. Let's get her up to at least 400 pounds. You could run photos of her at 180 pounds, when she started, then 220 pounds, then maybe at 250, 270, 300, etc. It would be very interesting. (JAN86)
I enjoy seeing extremely fat women (400-600 pounds) with the fat rolls of their stomachs hanging down to their knees like melting butter. It would be a dream come true to have a wife who was so fat that all she would do is sit on a large soft couch eating nothing but the most fattening foods in giant heaps all day long. Her stomach would be so fat it would totally fill the area between her thighs and her weight would balloon up to 800 pounds with each monumental breast weighing over 40 pounds." (Comment by BUF's Editor: Many lard lovers share your fantasy of a dream girl who continuously eats, getting progressively fatter.) (NOV85)
Please show the fattest possible women! I'm eagerly waiting for that six-hundred pounder, and the chance to write her if possible. A woman who is already so monumentally obese should be capable of amazing weight-gains-she's so heavy any real exertion is impossible, and her stomach capacity has four times the capacity of a mere two-hundred pounder's. I sure hope her next pictorial will be at six hundred fifty and then at seven hundred.... I hesitate to mention a number, but my goal is to see a BUF girl who weighs over a thousand pounds. (SEP86)
Finally let me thank you for helping me persuade my wife to let go of society's single minded idea of what feminine beauty is all about! When we first got married she was a skinny 118 pounds, a lean busty gal. She always loved to eat but didn't eat because she felt guilty about being fat . Now she's a delicious 164 pounds with a big flabby behind and a roly-poly middle. I'll send in her pix when she hits 185. (SEP 86)
I am a lover of fat women and I love to see them gain weight. I always encourage my dates to eat and get off their diets so that they can put on those delicious pounds. I seem to have the Midas-touch with fat as I have never had a girlfriend who gained less than 50 pounds during our friendship. They seem to go out with me, and - puff - they start putting on the pounds. Several gained 100 pounds and more. One of them weighed 250 pound when I met her and got all the way up to 575 pounds! My fantasy is to meet a 400 pound woman and turn her into an 800 pound blimp who's so fat that she can hardly walk!
I don't know how to thank you. If it hadn't been for those "fat" magazines that my wife found by accident, I might never have had the courage to tell her I loved fat women. To my surprise, my wife, who has had a weight problem all her life, was overjoyed to hear this confession. She stopped dieting immediately and went from 165 pounds to 290 pounds in just three years with most of her weight on a beautiful fat belly and big, fat, fleshy thighs.
Gayle, kidding around, asked what I'd do if she got "very" pregnant, like with twins or triplets. I replied that I'd love her to excess and spoil her rotten, while watching my whale-woman's expansion to a real massive mamma, necessitating me to help her to carry the huge belly and bazooms she's have. All she did was grin and say, "I love you". (JAN86)
My wife Gayle "the Whale" naturally enjoyed the letters about enormous mammas and was happy to see the one from the guy with a "super-blimpy wife." She also got off on the lardo-lover whose dream wife east her weight up to twice Gayle's own heaviest-ever weight, and puts at least 80 pounds of tit-weight on top of 800 pounds total. And we thought we were perverts for extra poundage! When my whale-woman strained the scale at 435, Gayle's tremendous boobs stretched the tape to over 80 inches of bustline, and more during her period, as they swelled up. For a turn-on, Gay weighed each boob on a bathroom scale placed on a countertop-they're approximately 30 pounds each! We had better believe that if Gayle was to get up to double her maximum weight, she'd have over 160" of bust, with each boob weighing 60 pounds! (MAR86)
My very first girlfriend in the third grade was fat. Then in the sixth grade a girl I had a crush on came back from a summer vacation bearing a tremendous amount of additional weight which had suddenly transformed her into a woman, complete with bulging hips and breasts. From then on, I was hooked. Bigger has always meant better to me, but even though nearly every woman I have gone out with has gained weight at one time or another, I have never really expressed my delight or shared my true feelings till recently. I have found the material you've been publishing tremendously liberating, especially letters from other readers and their experiences with fat women and women who become fat. My current girlfriend has gained about 100 pounds in the last couple of years, which has marvelously transformed her. She has also enjoyed the support of your magazine and feels quite good about herself, and especially enjoys the idea of having given up a lifetime of dieting! Please more weight-gaining stories and articles! The letter "550 pound spouse" was also fantastic. I can't express how much this letter moved me. How fortunate that this couple can enjoy such a rare and beautiful experience. (SEP86)
I've always been sexually attracted to obese women, not plump or chubby, but actually obese (300 to 600 pounds). Six years ago I met my wife-to-be in college. At that time she was a bustling twenty year old physical education major. She was struggling to keep her weight down to an "acceptable" level, 115-120 pounds, she's 5'3". She had told me that she had been up to 235 at one time. That turned me on and by graduation I was able to coax her to get up to 170. After we were married, Heather stayed at home most days, spending her time eating huge amounts of super fattening junk food; she guzzled beer and watched the tube. That was fine by me, especially since she saw how much her weight gains were making me more and more horny! Some days I'd come home to find her in the living room completely surrounded by empty and partially empty boxes and bags of potato chips, cheese twists, crackers, doughnuts, cookies, candy, dripping ice cream cartons, empty frozen dessert tins, half eaten submarine sandwiches and several empty soda bottles.
Eventually Heather got bored with this and started working. But since she loved pigging out constantly, she decided to work at home. We bought a computer and she does a lot of freelance editing and writing.
Heather is now up to 550 pounds and growing! I can't begin to tell you how lucky I am that I've been able to watch my dear wife balloon right on front of my eyes! Her belly protrudes in front of her like a giant basketball set low in her britches. She's presently into a pizza and beer binge, which is doing delightful things to her already soft, jiggling fat, the lowest roll sagging well below her knees. But believe it or not, Heather's fanny and thighs are her fattest parts. Her mammoth rump measures 44" straight across and is literally rippled with cellulite. She has four huge rolls of blubber on the insides of her quivering thighs, practically covering her pudgy knees. She has triple chins and sagging jowls, her arms measure a mallowy 22".
For Heather's birthday I bought a second refrigerator which we keep in the bedroom, so Heather can pig out before, during and after making love. (MAR86)
No one ever believes me when I tell them that I spent a year courting, and trying to convince to marry me, a woman who weighed almost 550 pounds when I first saw her. The reason why it took me so long to get her to become my wife is even more unbelievable: She feared that I would leave her if I found out that instead of wanting to lose weight, she was obsessed with becoming even fatter. When I told her that in my book she wasn't even plump, she was thrilled. It turned out that we both had the same fantasy: She had always dreamed of becoming so huge that she resembled a large balloon of blubber, too obese to even leave the bed. My greatest (and only) fantasy has always been to find, feed, and care for the fattest woman in the world.
I can't tell you how lucky we are that we've found each other and can together share this greatest of all wife-growing projects! Mary-Kay now weighs close to 850 pounds and still keeps getting fatter! Her belly has grown to the size of a giant waterfilled balloon and is so big that she can barely sit up anymore. Our carefully worked out WGP (Wife Growing Plan) is doing wonders to her gigantic body. She now measures 64" across and her huge behind is literally rippled with cellulite, as are her thighs and even her arms, from where the fat hangs down in delightful sheets. She has rolls and rolls of blubber on the insides of her monumental thighs and walking is out of the question. Her face is lovelier than ever within lovely, puffy cheeks, many chins and very sexy sagging jowls. Our biggest goal is to get Mary-Kay up to a 1,000 pounds. We can't wait!
When we met she weighed 144 pounds. With my encouragement she lost her inhibitions about eating and gained 32 pounds in a year. She didn't plan to stop there (something we were both happy about) and I promised to marry her when she reached 200 pounds. It took almost two years for her to gain those 24 pounds and two months ago we were married. I would have married her sooner but she said, half mockingly, "No, you said you'd marry me when I'm 200 pounds and 200 pounds I'll be! Now she's up to 205 and still growing.
I've grown pretty fond of food myself and we're becoming a fat-loving couple. We hope to have three children after which my wife (who is only 21) wants to get up to 260 pounds. I hope to send some photographs of my charming and growing wife in the not too distant future. (MAY87)
I had never realized that guys who appreciate fleshy women are out there. I had always been told that to be beautiful was to be thin! I'm 5'2" and was constantly dieting to keep my weight down to 105 pounds. This was very hard because I love to eat. And my favorite foods are very fattening. Whenever I over-ate and gained a few pounds, my boyfriend would pat my newly rounded belly and say that this fat has to go! You can imagine how miserable I was.
My exposure to BUF changed all this. I realized that there are special guys who like their women to be truly feminine with full breasts and soft rounded curves. I began to overindulge in foods I loved and started putting on the pounds and inches and got rid of my boyfriend.
Soon after, I met Ken, a wonderful attractive man who fully appreciates my expanding figure. Ken just loves to watch me eat and feeds me as much and as often as I want. I now tip the scales at 235 - an increase of 130 pounds of beautiful fat flesh to my once skin and bones figure. Ken affectionally calls me his "big butterball."
He's been so enthusiastic about my increasing weight that he has kept a photographic record of my metamorphosis. Each time I gain another 10 pounds or so (just about every month), Ken does a series of full-length shots from every angle. - Love "Fatty" Patty (MAY87)
I've always secretly liked fat girls and I love to see them stuff themselves. There is nothing like a cute fat chick packing it away to get me going. But with all my friends around there was no way I could be seen with a blimp.
When I met Tammy she was only 16 and had what my friends considered a knock-out figure. Even though she was skinny she loved to eat and was constantly nibbling on something. Both her parents were fat, and in my dreams I could see Tammy balloon up until she was even bigger than her mother. We went steady for two years and she still only weighed 115 pounds because she had started to diet when she was 17. Her struggle with her weight secretly thrilled me. I thought that if I married her and she got fat, my friends probably wouldn't come down on me so hard because women often let go and get fat after they're married. One of my older friends had married a cheerleader, and she was over 200 pounds less than 2 years after they got married. Everyone just felt sorry for him (even though he didn't look unhappy at all).
After our wedding ceremony I finally faced up to the truth. I told my new wife that her dieting days were over forever and that I would make her fat as fast as I could. Tammy just giggled and - to my great surprise - said she didn't mind one bit. She was sick of starving herself to death and couldn't wait to pig out to her heart's content.
And so it happened that my friends saw their old pal's pretty young wife balloon at an alarming rate. Every time they saw her she was bigger than before as she went from slender to shapely, then plump, fat and finally obese. Today, just five years after we got married, my Tammy is a massive 350 pound mama and resembles a huge female wrestler. I call her my Big Momma and her appetite has grown with her overall size. Sex is better with every new pound and we hope she'll just keep on growing.
When my husband and I married 10 years ago I weighed 122 pounds and had been a cheerleader my senior year in school. My husband had played football in college and came from a large family of big eaters. His mother and two sisters are all large, very lovely ladies who enjoy cooking and feeding the family. The women are eating just as heartily as the men, and I was expected to do my part. Needless to say, within the first year of our marriage I gained 30 pounds.
I was frantic! None of my clothes fit and all my friends were asking me if I was pregnant! I decided to go on a diet and get as much exercise as possible. The pounds did come off-and that's when my husband told me his fantasy: He had always dreamed of me standing in my saddle shoes and short skirt, eating and eating and getting fatter and fatter. He was embarrassed by his confession, but I could see he was also aroused and excited by finally admitting it to me. I was almost speechless with shock but I did whisper that I'd go off the diet and fatten up a bit if that would keep him happy.
Well, I have fattened up a bit. Last night I tipped the scale at 386 standing in my saddle shoes. Whenever I look into the mirror I can't believe the person I've become. My round fat face, huge breasts and sagging belly make it impossible to believe I was ever thin. Ten years ago I would have laughed at anyone with thighs and hips like mine wearing shorts and shorts skirts, but my husband loves it. My sex life is great, and I think I'll just keep getting fatter until it doesn't feel good anymore. (NOV86)
My beautiful wife is a cuddly 140 pounds (5' tall) but for the first three years of our marriage she only weighed 100 pounds. She is crazy about food and eating is one of her greatest pleasures but she was always dieting, afraid that I wouldn't love her anymore if she got fat. Well, finally I worked up the courage to admit my true preference to her. Was she startled-and relieved as she realized she'd no longer have to diet. That was some 10 months and 40 pounds ago. Not only does she let herself enjoy food more, but knowing that I'll love her fat has gotten rid of the worry and guilt she carried around and she feels better about herself in general. (NOV86)
Since I have enjoyed other readers accounts of WIFE GROWING I thought I would share my personal experience for the enjoyment of other poundage lovers. When I met my wife as a freshman at a midwestern university, she was a 5'8", 185 pound 64-29-45 beauty. We hit it off immediately. However, due to a rude friend who mooed even at the mention of her name, I distanced the relationship. Thinking I was turned off by her weight, Donna started a diet by the end of freshman year. When she returned after the summer she had deflated to a mere 143 pounds. At this point two things happened. First I woke up, realized that I was crazy and decided to go with my true feelings. Second, Donna got a job as part of her program managing the school catering hall. As part of the job she would deal with booking the caterers who were all in fierce competition. In an effort to bribe her they would bring her tasty and always fattening foods. She managed to avoid the food for a brief time, but one day the temptation got to her and she went hog-wild. She apparently gorged herself on the "gifts" and then went on a shopping spree at the market as well as the bakery, donut shop, ice cream parlor and pizza place. Three days later and ten pounds heavier she came crying to my dorm. It was then that I told her how I really felt and she was overjoyed. That afternoon she continued her binge, which hasn't stopped since. In classes where food preparation was done she devoured her own projects as well as those of her class mates. Food consumed her life in every way and within two months she had gained 30 pounds and was back at her normal weight. To further her expansion we reserved a pigout weekend a month where she would do nothing but eat from Friday night to Sunday night. Within a year she almost doubled her weight ballooning up to 350 pounds of luscious lardy lady. I married her a couple of months later when she swelled to 400 pounds.
Today, on our fourth anniversary my super blimpy wife has gorged herself up to a 640 pound 92-73-95 beauty who herself is a successful caterer. She eats all the leftovers from her parties, plus she empties out the local bakery thrift shops in order to keep growing for me. My advice to those readers who want to grow their wives is to marry a plumper and tell her the truth. (JAN87)
I met my husband nine years ago and at that time I weighed 156 pounds (I'm 5'3"), so I was just a bit chubby then. One year later we were married and I started to gain weight as most newlyweds do. I could see my extra poundage was turning Ronald on, so I asked him about it. He told me that he had always been attracted to heavy women and that he would love to see me get fatter and fatter. For the next seven years I grew and grew. Needless to say I love it. I can eat whatever I want and however much I want and make my hubby happy! I now weigh 465 pounds and it is wonderful - I am a walking ball of flesh. Ronald retired about a year and a half ago (he's 15 years my senior) and I've been fattening him up ever since. He's gone from a lean 210 pounds to a totally sexy 360. He plans to stay at this weight for a while. Not me: 550, here I come. (JUL86)
In the early sixties I saw a documentary film called "Mondo Cane." It contrasted various societies and cultures from all over the globe. One segment was about some tribes in the South Pacific. Their custom for preparing young maidens was to imprison them in wooden cages and stuff them with food for about six months until they were quite fat. I was about 14 when I first saw this film and it was the most powerful erotic experience of my young life. From then on I've been hooked on fat women. Even so, I never dated any fat women. Plump, yes-fat, no. I was too embarrassed to admit my preference! Fortunately that changed after I got married.
When Kathy and I got married 8 years back, she had no idea of my penchant. At 155 pounds she was a little bit on the plump side for her 5'7" size, but she wasn't fanatical about dieting. She was, however, weight-conscious as obesity is common in her family.
I was delighted when I met Kathy's mom for the first time, before we were married. Kathy is nearly a spittin' image of her, except at that time her mom was about twice Kathy's size. It made me think of the old saying, "If you want to know what your wife will look like in 20 years, look at her mother."
After we were married I subtly tried to fatten Kathy up. Her weakness is sweets. I'd surprise her with a box of chocolates or treat her to ice cream sundaes. She couldn't resist. Even though she was trying to keep her weight down, I was winning the "Battle of the Bulge."
Within 6 months she had gained 20 pounds and was complaining about her clothes getting too tight. She asked me not to treat her to anymore sweets. I reluctantly agreed, but a few days later I brought home some chocolate eclairs. She started crying: "I'm trying to keep my weight down for you, but you are not helping. What are you trying to do to me, make me fat?" After that I admitted for the first time my attraction to fat women. Kathy was dumbfounded. I told her that if it were up to me she would be as big as a house in no time. This was a very traumatic confession for me. But baring my soul convinced her of my sincerity. She ate all the eclairs and has continued to enjoy her sweets ever since.
Kathy is now pushing 500 pounds. When she became pregnant with our second child 4 years ago, her metabolism changed. She started gaining weight much more rapidly. Since the baby was born she has gained 200 pounds. Our love life gets more enjoyable with every new pound. (JUL86)
I strongly support the idea of a growing plumper series. Why not have a weekly, monthly or a ten pound increase sequence of a plumper getting plumper? Or you could have a competition for models who beef up the most. Or just compare pictures of a few years ago with more recent ones. (MAY86)