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I approached the buffet, waddling to the door, my 2000 pound body denting the pavement.

My belly stuck out five feet and lapped over the waist of my custom made basketball shorts, that were 20XL to pack my large ass in it.

It was ten feet wide, double the size of regular double doors. There was gonna be an issue, but I ignored it.

Lifting up my tree trunk legs, I continued to waddle to the buffet, sweating, gassy and hungry.

My shirt was drenched in three day old sweat. I couldn't bother to shower.

I reached the double doors. And here was the issue - these double doors were half as wide as me.

I was ten feet wide and about eleven if I sidestepped. I was panting, sweating up a storm and tried to squeeze my jiggly blubber through the door frame.

My ass cheeks got caught in them. They were thick as fuck - I mean, my ass alone was about the size of a king sized mattress.

My cheeks wobbled and shook vigorously as I tried to squeeze through the door. Diners watched as a 6 foot, morbidly obese man tried to wedge through a small door.

I succeeded, taking some of the wall with me, but my fat ass was in the building.

I began to tilt the trays of food into my mouth, starting with the chili. Licking the tray clean, I farted. My ass gas tainted the food behind me, as my ass overlapped the counters directly behind me. My cheeks wobbled and when my blast was done and people had evacuated, I turned around from the food and walked down the aisle, my ass overlapping the counters either side of me.

Fries, burgers, fish, chicken - I cleared every tray in the buffet and decided to go raid the kitchen.

I hauled my fat ass, tightly packed in taut shorts threatening to rip whenever to the kitchen, and collected fried off the stoves and ate them there.

My ass shook as I shifted my weight from leg to leg. While all other chefs took off, one remained.

"You hog!" he shouted. "Fatass, eating round the clock."

I marched over to him, shaking the building. I backed him up into a corner and pressed my ass against him. It engulfed him, and eating a strip of bacon, blasted hot gas at him for 45 seconds.

I walked away and turned around to him, my ass pressing on the wall. He was in shock.

"That," he said, "was fucking amazing."

I patted my large ass, giving it a taunting shake as I squeezed through the kitchen halls.