Fine cooking was right. Red's mother had always been a talented cook, an ex-chef who retired to be a housewife and tend to the needs of her baby boy. A pudgy baby grew into a stocky toddler who in turn became a plump pre-teen and now in his mid teens, Red was as fat and happy as his jolly form implied. Under his hat and a mess of black hair, was a perfectly round face, with a set of chins so thick his neck was well hidden from view. His cheeks were always rosy and dimpled due to his trademark warm smile.
A smile that grew even brighter as his mother began setting a healthy breakfast spread out for him. Red's mighty buddah belly gave another growl which made his mother giggle. Proud of her son's girth, she loved to remark how handsome his dome like gut and rather prominent man-boobs were as they strained against his favorite black shirt and red jacket. Helping him get as close to the buttery foods, she gave his belly a loving rub before kissing him on the nose like she had daily since he was a little boy, no matter how much he protested that he was too big for that sort of thing.
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