Does she look cute?
She doesn't, I tell myself. Her fat, overfed, spoiled body bulging out of sweaty, grease-stained and too tight clothes would not look good in any conventional way.
As she reaches for another bite, her arm and consequently, body, jiggles with the effort. She huffs a little bit from the exertion of lifting her overly heavy arm, and begins to chew her food, causing her fattened neck to wobble as she chews with her mouth open. Lips smacking together, she moans
a little bit and finishes her piece.
I continue to watch. Her gluttonous gut growls as she lounges lazily on the couch. What a spoiled princess, I think to myself.
This not-so little brat has grown far beyond her years. Barely 18 years old, and probably well over 400 pounds of hefty, bulging blubber.
She looks down , causing her fat neck to jut out, but in vain, as her fattened breasts and engorged belly have grown so large that she can't see much below them.
"I think I dropped a fry, could you grab that for me?"