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Chapter #5
Andrew: The Big Barely Mobile Bear
by: Unknown
"Thank you, keep the change," I say to the pizza delivery boy.
Though I may be 7'9" tall and 972 massive pounds, a giant to many, the pizza boy is used to it. He was shocked the first time he saw me answer the door in my oversized briefs but now he's so accustomed to it that he doesn't bat an eye at it. In fact we've become decent friends by now so he gives me some extra food now and then. I turn from the door and start to waddle my huge body down the hall. My blubberous love handles push and slide against the walls of the hallway and my heavy footsteps create rattling thuds as I propel my huge, hairy body forward. I love being a huge bear of a guy. My beard is full, my body hair plentiful, my fat enormous, my height huge. I love all of it and I want more. I'm only 21 after all so I have time to grow still.
"Is that the pizza?!" says a voice so deep and rumbling that the walls of the house shake.
The huge voice belongs to my husband. He's a man who inherited a fortune so we never have to worry about anything so he uses his money to grow us both. At 30 years old my hubby Mike is a gigantic 8'6" and weighs over 1000 pounds of hairy, massive bear fat. I squeeze into our bedroom to see him where he always is: seated on our bed. Well it was our bed. He's grown so big that he fills the entire thing so I have to use a bed on the opposite side of the room. My big husband is so tall and so fat that he actually has to straddle our full sized bed. His huge fat feet rest on the floor and his massive thighs and butt hang slightly off the sides. His belly rolls down his fat thighs onto the mattress and he sits there rising up several feet in the air due to that giant butt. He makes the room look like a dollhouse with his size.
He's always eating and is doing so now. Despite us ordering 50 XL pizzas a ton of sodas he's stuffing his face full of huge, 6' sandwiches. His belly rumbles loudly as I bring in the food, setting some pizzas down next to his bed before I plop onto my own. I make it creak under my considerable size but it's nothing like Mike's bed. We had to just put the mattress on the floor since he broke every bed frame and box spring.
"BUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!! 4; Mike burps and the room shakes but it's not even a full burp of his. "Oof. Thank goodness. More food."
Mike and I are a bit slobby. Well, truthfully we're both huge slobs. We eat messily, we can rarely shower due to our sizes, we belch and fart frequently, and we rarely wear clothes. I'm wearing his old underwear right now since he's grown out of them all. Now he just sits in bed naked since he can't fit in any clothes. I grab some of my pizza and dig in, shoveling it into my mouth. Mike takes a while pie, rolls it up, and starts eating it like a burrito.
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