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THIS STORY REQUIRES SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF
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If you called me a fatass, you'd be 100% right. I was seven feet wide thanks to those big globes of fat. My ass stuck out about six feet from behind me and my belly pushed out about five feet. I let out a rumbling fart as I inhaled my seventeenth large bacon cheeseburger combo of the day.

My ass cheeks clapped and shook as the visible green gas blew out of my huge ass. It smelled rotten, just like the rest of me. Due to my immense size (1900 pounds), I showered once every week. Because of this, my armpits were disgusting and my ass smelled raunchy. I was always sweating, and sweat got under my pillow moobs, my four chins, my rolls, everywhere.

Reaching for the eighteenth combo, I let out a belch and slobber flew across the room. I sighed with contentedness and reached for another two-liter bottle of soda, chugging the whole thing one go. I reached for the burger, slamming it into my mouth, the bacon, cheese, ketchup all oozing into my ravenous maw.

"Damn, eighteen already?" my boyfriend said from behind me as I wiped barbecue sauce off my moobs and licked my fingers.

"Yup," I moaned, stomach painfully stuffed. However, I purchased 36 and I was not letting any go to waste. Even worse, I had three extra large pan pizzas awaiting, as well as about twelve boxes of fried chicken, so I tore into the nineteenth.

I inhaled combo after combo, my boyfriend rubbing my bloated belly in gentle circles, eliciting moans from me whenever I wasn't cramming food into my throat. I polished off the combos and the pizzas were brought to me, rolled up and eaten like a burrito.

I threw chicken wing after chicken wing into my mouth, licking the boxes clean. Obviously I ripped some casual farts every now and then. I felt my ass expand and my belly grow outwards. I did the math every time I ate, and this meal totaled at 55,807 calories, enough to feed about 22 adult males.

Now significantly larger, I belched and the couch I sat on collapsed. I grinned at my boyfriend, and then released a fart.

Patting my gut that now pushed out six feet, I belched. "Still got some room in this gut," I smiled.