So my roommate was a pretty big chick—not nearly as big as I was, but still pretty respectable.
She was about my height, maybe a little taller. She was pretty round in the face, made even rounder by her short undercut, with a cute little double chin dabbed onto her jaw that hung ever so slightly downward. Her arms were thick, but they hadn’t quite reached that coveted “bingo-wing” status that I worked so hard to get. Her belly was big enough that its lowermost section had to be tucked into her jeans, but then again she was still skinny enough to wear jeans sooo…
Anyway, the biggest part about my new roomie was her butt. And her thighs. To put it bluntly, the biggest part about my new roomie was everything from the waist down. Her legs were like two little pillars of fluff, her upper thigh rolling over her knee. With her hands on her hips, I could guess that even with her lovehandles taking up some of the space, she’d still have room for an extra finger or two.
All in all, a pretty big girl. Nothing too crazy (like, say, weighing four hundred pounds at 18 crazy) but still pretty fat.
As she came into the room, fully affronted by me and my belly-blubber-rubbing display.
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