Deathfat Encounters IRL -

[eternal dog mongler]

For non-healthcare stories

I went to the Golden Corral about a decade or so ago. Not my choice. Blame my trashy family. I'm parked and texting my brother to see where he is when this van parks in the space in front of me. Guy gets out of the driver's side door and he's 450 lbs, easy. A woman gets out of the passenger side and she's probably around 400 lbs. Whatever, that's what I expect from Golden Corral.

Then the van's side door slides open. Another 400+ guy gets out. Then another. The second guy turns around, climbs back into the van and fiddles with something. Out comes a ramp from the side door heralding the arrival of a 600 lb behemoth riding an electric scooter.

I half expected Golden Corral to cut the power and lock the doors when they saw the Night of the Living Planetoids amble hungrily towards them.

 

[EnemyStand]

For non-healthcare stories

I went to the Golden Corral about a decade or so ago. Not my choice. Blame my trashy family. I'm parked and texting my brother to see where he is when this van parks in the space in front of me. Guy gets out of the driver's side door and he's 450 lbs, easy. A woman gets out of the passenger side and she's probably around 400 lbs. Whatever, that's what I expect from Golden Corral.

Then the van's side door slides open. Another 400+ guy gets out. Then another. The second guy turns around, climbs back into the van and fiddles with something. Out comes a ramp from the side door heralding the arrival of a 600 lb behemoth riding an electric scooter.

I half expected Golden Corral to cut the power and lock the doors when they saw the Night of the Living Planetoids amble hungrily towards them.

Why? That's an average day for Golden Corral. The employees were probably giving a sigh of relief and thanking whatever gods they hold that only 5 managed to cram themselves into that van. But I do wonder how that van was able to move all that bulk.

 

[RainwaterDrop]

This was literally around 2010, still funny to this day.

Where I live, we don't really see much of these whales, so whenever you spot one in public, it's bound to be noticed. Anyways, I was out on some personal affairs and, at the end of the day, I had to stop by an office building to get some stuff done. On my way to there I first spotted the whale himself, wearing a suit that felt like it could burst at the slightest provocation, the guy was massive and a single suit of his was like two for an average person sewn together. Big boy alright!

Well, when we got on the elevator, it fucking shook as he walked. Being honest with you guys, I was silently hoping, please, please, please, press the 1st or 2nd floor button and get out. Nope, 15th fucking floor, same as me. Great.

After what felt like the most cramped elevator ride in my entire life, despite having only two people on the same lift, I finally got out. As shit as my luck had been, it carried on, and we went inside the same unit. As I let Moby Dick take the lead, I went, greeted the secretary, and took a seat - I shit you not, the room shook as well whenever he went from seat to seat trying to fit himself, people actually had to leave a sofa open for this guy to seat himself. I was starting to count my blessings that the guy didn't fall throught the floor during that chair dance, but, thankfully, I was able to get in and out of there quickly before our rotund friend gave the 14th floor offices a free sunroof!

 

[In Memoriam]

When I was a freshman in high school, our principal was a deathfat. For some reason, he decided to fix his own roof. Homeboy fell off the roof and was paralyzed. It was traumatic

 

[Polexia Aphrodisia]

Now, this smell is not something I had ever encountered. It wasn't a normal bathroom shit smell. It was a decaying, rotting, sweet-sickly smell of perpetually unwashed and possibly infected flesh. It also had a physicality to it that I cannot describe, like the air was humid and heavy. It didn't just linger a few minutes after he used the restroom, but was there CONSTANTLY. It literally never left, never faded or waned. Every single time I went to use the restroom I had to hold my breath for fear of vomiting.

I worked with a woman once who, while not deathfat, was certainly Big.

When she used the bathroom it smelled like something had died, risen from the grave, eaten the contents of a dumpster, vomited on itself, then died again on a hot day. If I held my breath my eyes still watered.

She was otherwise nice but Jesus Fucking Christ it was nasty. There was no other bathroom available.

 

[booklover]

I started this gnarly thread a few months ago. Read it at your own risk.

https://kiwifarms.net/threads/aspiration-therapy-for-weight-loss-another-method-of-purging-tbh.88565/

 

[booklover]

I just remembered getting in trouble on another website when a poster said that she weighed over 300 pounds, and her husband 400, and their excuse was that they couldn't afford to eat healthy. I replied, "If you can afford that many calories, you can afford to eat healthy."

(well, it's true)

 

[RainwaterDrop]

I just remembered getting in trouble on another website when a poster said that she weighed over 300 pounds, and her husband 400, and their excuse was that they couldn't afford to eat healthy. I replied, "If you can afford that many calories, you can afford to eat healthy."

(well, it's true)

Vegetables are cheap, frozen ones are even cheaper, maybe olive oil can cost a pretty penny but even then a single bottle lasts for a while.

You can even lose weight by eating mostly meat, not even lean meats, meat, period. There are whole diets based around this.

Eating healthy isn't that hard, the main effort lies in cutting carbs and sugar but of course those noble examples of self control are above that!

 

[booklover]

If they were 50 or so pounds overweight, not quite morbidly obese, then their excuse MIIIIIIGHT be true.

It would take more than 7,000 calories a day just to maintain weights like that, and you can feed KIDS healthily as well.

 

[Precocious Halfwit]

I work in a large office so it's not unusual to see big desk monkeys dotted around the place in their special double-wide fat-fuck chairs, but two do stand out in my mind.

The first one is a woman who had to be seated near one specific fire escape at all times because that fire escape has a ramp exit instead of stairs and that was literally her only way in and out of the building. The office is at the top of three flights of stairs and the only lift in the building is very small and just a little rickety! She was about the size of Kelly Lenza so she could stand and waddle independently (although her knees must have screamed merry hell), but not very far and always at snail's pace. She was also afflicted with the loudest retching cough, which never failed to startle everyone else every time it exploded out of her throat. As you've probably guessed from my use of past tense, she's dead now - I don't know if it was weight-related but it couldn't have helped!

The second one is a guy who carries his weight ever so slightly better because he's also very tall, but you can tell the dude is still fucking heavy. He walks with a little bounce so he can get your coffee rippling à la Jurassic Park from a good 20 feet away simply by walking through the room! He also has a fondness for wearing a heavy leather trenchcoat even in summer, but despite this he actually doesn't smell offensive whatsoever. Quite impressive!