I Am Curious (Butterball)
There’s a secret about fat erotica that all the skinnies envy
I once met a new branch of my lover’s family, which included six teenage daughters. All of them were very pretty, and they let me know that each one of them had a boyfriend, “except for Sally,” the youngest.
“Well, she’s only twelve, why would she have a boyfriend?” I asked.
Her elders rolled their eyes. The problem isn’t that Sally is too young for romance— the problem was that Sally was a little butterball. All night long her sisters berated her about second helpings, too many turkey sandwiches, and secret food binges.
It’s a familiar scene, the tyranny of slenderness, but I wonder how it manages to hold up against the erotic evidence of real life. I see fat women married to, dating, and cruising men of all types, who clearly rejected the Twiggys.
Never to miss a kernel of sexual truth, the adult-video world covered the fat-girl beat from its earliest days.
One company in the 1980s, Big Top, made waves by exclusively featuring …