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I’m having incredible ** with my enormously fat coworker.
First of all I’m an in shape guy 6’1” 190lbs, athletic and active, I’ve been told that I’m good looking by a lot of women. I’ve always been attracted to thin athletic women who take care of their bodies and work hard at staying in shape. But lately I’ve had some disturbing personal interaction with this obese woman at work. There is a woman that works in my office who is morbidly obese. She is about 5’4” tall and probably 400-500lbs, that’s right 500lbs; grotesquely fat by most people’s standards. I have no idea how she got hired because I know the HR manager in our company pretty well and she views fat people as lazy and poor employees and would never voluntarily hire a woman who is 500lbs. The woman in question is in her late 20s or early 30s at the most. She is married to a ** who verbally and I think might be physically abusing her. She has a face like and angle, an incredibly ** voice, long strawberry blonde hair, ** the size of water melons but the rest of her body is a quivering jiggling mass of what I would normally view as a hot mess. She also has 2 children from another relationship other than her current husband (normally another ** killer). She is sweet and always has a sunny disposition despite the personal turmoil I know she endures. The poor girl is so fat that she literally sweats profusely just sitting at her desk working on her computer. She works hard and does exemplary work but never seems to get any recognition for it. She is known around the office as Piggy Sue (not her real name) and most of our coworkers treat her like a disease. One of our fellow coworker went out to lunch with her once and reported back to the rest of us that she doesn’t eat her food, she devourers it like a starving hog. Everyone thought it was funny as ** but I only felt bad and ashamed of the way the rest of the office was acting. I think my desire for her is purely out of lustful curiosity because I do not want to get caught up in her personal drama and I’ve never found a fat woman attractive before in my life. Unfortunately to complicate matters I’m married as well to a lovely thin woman who keeps herself in shape and whom I have been married to for 10 years. I have never strayed from her and I have never had the desire to seek out other women before but our ** life even while dating has always been tame and kind of boring at best. The woman at work is nowhere near my type and is as fat as ** but for some unexplainable reason I am drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Fat women have always revolted me but I now find myself fantasying about her whenever I am not with her. I think about having ** with this woman all the time and I can’t get the vision of her huge wobbling blubbery body out of my head. It has gotten so bad that I now actually avoid having ** with my wife because I fantasied about the other woman while doing it with my wife and I have a fear of calling out the other woman’s name in a fit of ecstasy. Although I have hooked up with the fatty only a 4 times the ** was absolutely incredible, off the charts incredible, shear bliss and it gets better with each encounter. It was nothing I’ve ever experienced before in my 35 years of life. They say that fat women give the best head but this chick not only give incredible BJs (golf ball thru a garden hose) but her fat doughy ** is as plush and as soft as riding in a Rolls Royce and she is an ** freak too boot. I’ve never had a woman that would do ** let alone enjoy it like this woman does. IMHO if you ever find a woman that loves ** she is a keeper of the highest order. Her huge ** is like a soft cushion and I can only describe it like riding on a cloud. Her ** is glide smooth and snug. The suction is almost too much for both of us to handle. I’ve never heard a woman make so much noise before her moans and grunts and squeals are like a symphony of sexual delight and when she comes it’s like the earth is moving beneath you. She arches her back so high and hard that she literally rises off the bed like a whale breeching in the Pacific Ocean.
Now what to do about this; we’re not exactly in love but if things progress as they are I can envision it happening very easily. I don’t want to divorce my wife because it will ruin me financially and hurt her emotionally. I don’t even want to think about how badly it will hurt her. But on the other hand I don’t want to give up this incredible woman and the incredible ** she gives. Unfortunately life is full of hard choices.
Lol, you are out of your blooming mind with all that fish and ** rambling, though I did like the Twinkies part, yum! Double yum! Diet soda is for prissies. I go industrial strength soda with all the sugar and all the caffeine. I have found full strength soda taste super yummy with glazed, chocolate-covered donuts. By the way, methinks your fascination with ocean fish might suggest you live near the sea. Perhaps you are one of those Cali boys. I've made a mental note of that and will share my insight with my sisters in arms. You have more to worry about now. I am using my paranormal mind powers to teach you a much needed lesson. If you wake up in the night with the sensation someone kicked you in the buttocks, that was me via my chi projection ** kick. I got a voodoo doll I visualized as being you. I rubbed the doll on the computer screen over your writing to infuse your vibe into it. I lit 7 dragon's blood incense sticks and 7 black candles in front of the doll, which I wrote ** Hater on with a Magic Marker. I whispered secret voodoo chants 13 times. Then I yelled "KISS MY **" and slapped the ** out the doll's face. So don't be surprised if you feel like someone is slapping your ** hating puss. I'm pulling out all the stops and going with my A game now. See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya.
Hee, hee. I knew that hoo doo voo doo BS would scare that punky girly boy off, lol, lol, lol. BBWs rule again!!!
The only thing that scares me is the sight of a hambeast ** with it's clothes off. That's even enough to make a whole platoon of US marines ** themselves and run screaming into the night.
Oh, my, the brat boy ** hater is back from the dead. How are things in Ohio. brat boy? Yes, that's right. And you should be scared. We are zeroing in on your bad boy **. Soon you will feel the terrifying wrath of a ** off big woman. In the glare of TV cameras, the chatter of reporters, you will suffer the ultimate humiliation of a ** gang pinning you to the ground and rubbing cheeseburgers and chunky monkey inc cream all over your captive, crying self after we slap the ** out of your arrogant face. Big beautiful women rule! Yeah, Baby!
So am I in Ohio or near one of the coasts as you previously speculated? Make up your mind beluga. I know that excess body fat and lack of mental acuity are related but this is ridiculous.
BTW, I fear the wrath of big slob women every day. You fat disgusting ** are everywhere nowadays cluttering up the landscape like so much garbage at a landfill. It’s like an entire generation of women just gave up on themselves and became a herd of self-loathing, uneducated, blobs of lard. What the ** is it with you lard buckets. Maybe your parents should have coddled you less and stopped stuffing you with Twinkies and chocolate milk and fed you a little self-respect instead. Maybe then the generation of female (and male) tugboats that exist today wouldn’t be. To be perfectly honest all this ‘fat pride” you waddlers exhibit is ridiculous to the rest of us. The reality is, we not only laugh and ridicule you behind your backs but we do it to your fat faces as well but you are too mentally impaired by your high blood sugar that you don’t even notice. Stop eating and stop arguing with me. You know I’m right and always will be. It is not normal or healthy to think that too much body fat is something to be celebrated. It is a sick mentality and it is dangerous to your wellbeing. Fat ** need to lose weight and not fool themselves into believing that obesity is cause for a party.
Yeah well I’m sure anything with Twinkies and soda in it gets your syrup like blood pumping. Be careful you don’t blow a vein moving all that greasy sludge thru your bloated misshapen body. I’ll be your heart is just begging for you to a piece of lettuce. As for your Voodoo rituals, I guess that’s what counts for action in your blubbery world. I guess rubbing something on your monitor is about the most strenuous activity a porker like you can manage. Maybe you should rub the monitor a little harder so that you get your bingo wings jiggling; maybe then you burn a calorie or two. BTW, it’s a good thing you have those mind powers. That way you don’t ever have to get up off your massive ** to do anything. It must be a major convenience for a big prize hog like you to be able stuff your fat face with junk food via Telekinesis. I wonder if telekinetic mind powers are common among blobs like you. It certainly would explain how some of those bedridden horrifyingly obese monsters manage to consume food in such obscene quantities. Apparently they simply “will” it into their greedy gullets. So **, exactly how close are you to lying down in a bed and not being able to get up? I’ll bet you are only about a fun size bag of M&Ms away for needing the local fire department to come and roll you over once a week.