Real Women or Stick Figures? An Inquiry

We hear increasing talk today about the acceptance of Large Women in terms of their appearance and sexuality. It’s a subject that provokes some surprisingly heated discourse between those who are attracted to Real Women, and those who are not. I love the term ‘Real Women,’ and feel no compunction whatsoever about using it to describe women who embrace their gorgeous curves with pride. No need to guess which camp I fall into, hmm? Frankly, I see little need to enter into the whole pro and con thing, though it must be touched upon presently. The more important question is how the subject ever became a legitimate topic of debate in the first place. Any man who has ever been with a Real Woman knows the score in unequivocal fashion. The Big Girl is superior in every way, unless perhaps the occasion arises in which you have to carry her up a flight of stairs. Even so, you’ll love her every grueling step of the way, and all the more when you finally get to where you’re going. The quality of her flesh is incomprehensible; such a perfect blend of soft/firm/plump. And what's the word for soft/firm/plump? Yep. Plush. No skinny girl could ever be plush. She could never possess plush-ness. Too much bone, too much hard muscle, and no real softness to speak of. Yes, I know her skin can be soft. That’s all in the lotion. I’m talking about REAL softness, the raw sensuality, the SEXuality that only a woman with beautiful body fat possesses. There is no feeling like that of intimate contact with such a woman.

Beyond the strictly physical part of the equation, the Real Woman is infinitely more erotic than the skinny girl. She has so much more to use in the service of her sexuality, and she knows what to do with it. She knows that her shapes and sweeping sensual textures will drive her man into the kind of frenzy that skin and bones could never accomplish. Once a Real Woman becomes aware of what she’s got, she also becomes sexually confident in a way that her stick-figure rival can never be. She knows she’s everything her man could ever hope to handle. She rules her territory, and it turns her on to do so.

Because the Real Woman has likely spent much of her time growing up as an object of ridicule, she also has a great deal of sensitivity to offer. Unlike the skinny girl who thinks attention from boys is simply part and parcel of her existence, the Real Woman has an emotional center that gives her a level of depth and character that only serves to enhance her extraordinary sexuality all the more. There is an air of freedom about her. As she senses your unparalleled ecstasy in enjoying her to the fullest, there is a flow established that tells you SHE’S enjoying YOUR enjoyment perhaps even more.

Having taken stock of the obvious reasons for preferring Real Women to stick figures, let’s move on into the more complicated part of our inquiry, namely, social conditioning. Social conditioning is definitely the arena in which things get tough. Our very personalities are constructed by a complex web of genetic traits and social conditioning, all of which meld together into what we perceive as basically one single thing; the individual Ego. Lifelong attitudes can be very difficult to ‘unwind,’ and we can’t realistically suggest that men should be able to simply wake up one morning having developed an attitude with regard to their sexual tastes that is the reverse of the one they took to bed the night before. But what we CAN suggest is that men at least develop the courage to be honest with themselves. How many men are there who harbor their obsessions with big girls in secret? Jerk off to pictures of a 300 lbs. woman tonight, then go out the next day preaching intolerance against them. It’s more common than you’d like to think. These men are afraid of facing derision in the company of their peers for having sexual preferences that fly in the face of the beer commercial standard for taste in women. Well, guess what, guys? Your bro’s will get over it. I know. I’ve been open about my preference for Real Women for years, and not one of my friends has yet disowned me over it.

Of course, sometimes it’s more than just peer pressure that stands in the way of emotional honesty. Many men who secretly love Big Girls actually feel within themselves that there is something ‘sick’ or ‘perverted’ about their preference. In every arena of their own circles they are hit up with the message that fat girls are ugly, that there is something disgusting about such a woman. This is a far more serious issue than the one outlined above. The first man knows he’s cool, he just doesn’t think his friends will ‘get it.’ The second man actually thinks he’s abnormal in some profound way. To this individual, I’d like to send the right message. Dude, it’s OK! Come on out of the closet and embrace your loves and your passions, not only for Real Women, but for anything else you feel strongly about, and which the world tries to tell you is wrong. Because this, people, is at the root of ALL problems that involve prejudice, namely, that culture deals in stereotypes. That’s all it knows. The very message of mainstream society is HOMOGENIZATION. That’s all that matters. To the extent that you want to be yourself, you’re considered a freak. To the extent that you want to be like the majority, you’re normal. Is there any more ridiculous measure of our worth than the degree to which we can lump ourselves together with a world full of bigots and losers? Time to get your heads on straight.

So now we see the truth of the stick-figure preference exposed for what it really is; the mindless promotion of a status-quo mentality that doesn’t even understand its own foundations and existence. Now, to all you Real Women out there, and to the men who love you, I hope you’re beginning to see that the reasons for your being ostracized by mainstream culture stem from the very fact that you are SO FAR AHEAD OF IT! Real Women and their lovers are leading the cultural movement toward the embracing of the ‘One World’ philosophy that is so critical in bringing an end to the enmity between all the diverse peoples and cultures that make up our planet. Am I saying that loving a fat chick will heal the world? Actually, I am. But don’t do it because you feel sorry for them in some way. They already stand far beyond the reach of your pity. Do it because it’s an honest expression of who you are. Of course, I’m not suggesting that our troubled world can be healed of its stupidity overnight. What I would like to suggest is that everywhere and in every way possible people begin to hear the message of tolerance. It’s something we can all promote in almost every area of daily life. It’s something that a so-called ‘free’ society should possess as an integral feature of its very identity. But sadly it is an element that is often entirely absent in the world-views of men. There may well be little legitimate hope of changing the existing attitudes of prejudice and intolerance among those who have been inculcated with these poisons throughout their lives, but we have to get on board with the understanding that we CAN change these attitudes in the future and we must be committed to doing so. In closing, let me remind you that Real Women rule, and that Hate is the only universally ugly thing in our midst. Now, let’s get on with the business of changing the world.

*Images courtesy of BODacious Magazine. Right on, Zik.