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Aug 04, 05
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so this is pretty hot...
Lucas
By OhCanadaGirl On a cold January night, I was walking down the street and I noticed a large man standing at the bus stop. I was going in the same direction, and since I always liked chubby men, I decided to wait there too. I was too nervous to look at him right away but did notice he was very cute - dark hair and blue eyes. As we stood there both knowing the bus would be another 30 minutes, I glanced at him. He had a pained expression on his face and I noticed he had his hand on his tummy. Gosh, I didn't know how chubby he really was. He had to have been about 350 to 400 pounds and was only about 5'9. He was holding his belly and moaned out loud for a split second. When his eye caught me looking at his large tummy, he turned away, ashamed of his girth. I waited for a short moment, and then came up next to him. I said that he could turn around. He started to cry and said, "I am very disgusting and I am too fat for anyone to see." I was touched by his humility, though turned on by the fact that he was so sweet. I dried his tears and he looked me in the eye. He said, "You are very pretty. I don't know why you are being so nice to me." I slowly put my hand on his tummy and said, "Do you have a stomach ache?" He quickly brushed my hand away and replied, "Yes. I do," adding that he was embarrassed by a pretty girl touching him there. I took his face in my hands and his soft pudgy cheeks trembled with surprise. I kissed his soft cheeks and then lightly on his lips. I then asked him if he had anyplace to be right now and he told me he didn't. So finally the bus came and I took him to my house. By then I found out his name was Lucas and he was a student at the university. I told him my name was Sara and we clicked emotionally as well as intellectually. When we got to my apartment, he said his belly was still hurting and would I mind if he lay down for an hour or so. I told him yes and gave him a large t-shirt to wear and a pair of shorts of mine and he went into a light sleep on my bed. The blinds were drawn and the room very quiet when I came to wake him an hour later. He was still snoring very quietly when I crawled into bed behind him. He was lying on his side with his knees somewhat drawn up to his tummy. When I noticed the way he was sleeping, on his side, I got very turned on. I had always loved fat men, especially those with bulging bellies, and this guy took the cake, so to speak. I snuggled up behind him as he continued to sleep, and I lifted the covers so as to see his beautiful body. I couldn't believe my eyes. My old shorts that I gave him were very very tight and the t-shirt was too small, so his bulging tummy was quite noticeable. He was hair-free and had the soft tummy I dreamed of, not the hard beer-belly of the men I had been with. I slid my hand under his abdomen and tried to loosen the shorts a bit so it wouldn't hurt his tummy. He still remained asleep. I was really turned on at that point, and I started to slowly caress every inch of his huge stomach. I guess his waist must have been 42 inches and his tummy alone 70 inches! He had a lot of stretch marks, and with my finger, I outlined them like rivers flowing to the ocean. I was in heaven. I stopped to breathe, as I had forgotten to do it in awhile, and Lucas quickly grabbed his tummy and let out a cry. I was worried I had embarrassed him, but he woke up and said that it was the worst tummy ache he ever had. He curled up until his tummy was a mound of 3 or 4 rolls of fat. And since I kept my hand on his tummy while he curled up, it was caught in the rolls. I gently moved my hand up and down and he groaned out in what I thought was pleasure. He said that he had been looking for a girl who didn't call him fatty or lardbutt, and couldn't believe that I actually didn't mind his ample body. He said, "I am so scared that my tummy is so fat and grotesque that no one will ever make love to me." [...] 
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Aug 04, 05
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HAHAHAHA.. I cant believe I just read that.. is that suppose to turn people on?
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Sep 02, 05
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it's posts like these that make me miss wum.
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Sep 02, 05
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Sep 07, 05
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...though it was hard for him as his stomach kept getting in the way!
...I returned the compliment by asking him, "Lucas, are you hungry yet???" hahaHAHAHA WHATthefuk?! I'm disturbingly slighty turned on now. That's messed up, how did you find this? what are you doing hanging out in "the weight room" ?
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Sep 07, 05
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I'm just a lil confused as to why this is in the "habitual Habits" section, unless of course your hobby is nailing Fatties. Lard-lovers unite! I say we round up the porkiest F&K has to offer into one gathering and herd them towards Uncle Willy's all you can eat. I'd love to see the look on old Willy's face when he see 10 tons of flab coming his way. After they clean out the buffet, it's time to head to an open area like a gymnasium or an abandoned rubber-chicken factory, and proceed to create the fattest orgy known to man. A bunch of chunky-munkys all drooling and squirting on each other, while little old me is directing traffic with a fork-lift and a tazer. I wonder if fatties smell like bacon when you zap em with a tazer.....hmm there's food for thought.
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Sep 07, 05
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*wipes a tear from his eyes as his sides ache and the people at work look on like he's retarded
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