Feedism with a visual impairment.
As in, the biggest tell you have for weight gain is the feel of it, the sound of it.
Touching your partner and noticing the little extra gathering around their waist, running a hand over the band of their underwear and searching for a lip of fat that wasn't their before, but is definitely getting bigger.
The surprise (and slight embarassment) you hear in their voice when you innocently squeeze their side and mention how much softer they've been getting lately.
It's fun to play it up a little, act like you haven't got a clue when you clearly know the sound of them unbuckling their belt, or sifling a belch. Pretending that you don't notice how they're slowly swapping out their wardrobe as clothes get outgrown and given away.
Seeking out the warmth and give of their new heft whenever you're alone together, waiting to see if either of you will ever bring it up.


















