

After spending 40 minutes in the bathroom, my girlfriend finally came back into the living room SWEATING and huffing and puffing. I asked, “what happened??” And she said, “I’m out of breath from going to the bathroom.” I still have moments like these where I’m just in disbelief at the real moments I’m witnessing having a morbidly obese girlfriend. She literally got winded from dumping for 40 mins because she eats so much cheese and meat and sugar and bread that it’s like a workout now to shit. She filled and flushed the bowl three times during this process. Sorry for those not into this stuff, but I just had to share this with you all, the realities of obese girl life, pretty wild. By the way, she “recovered” from her fatigue by eating a pint of ice cream while she sat on her ass. And yes, this is a remake of the pregnancy shirt, which now barely makes it over her chest.