Do Fat Women Give Better Head?

corndog

We all love getting our knob slobbed and our snake slurped, then droppin the nut seeds down her hatch. Every time I empty out a batch of my own secret sauce in a fat bitch’s mouth, I throw my hands up and thank the lord; hell I even open up my window and let all my neighbors know with a loud Hell Yeah! I know the man up stairs is smiling down on me when I pull it off because It’s no secret that fat women give the best head.

You might think it’s easier to get some head from a BBW, because you assume that fat women are always hungry, which is true. But here’s the catch: they are hungry for food, not your dick, at least not right away. I’m going to explain how you can flip this around as quickly as possible, so you can get your dick sucked so hard that your forehead caves in.

First thing comes first, you got to have the right food.

Find out what she is craving by asking her what she’s in the mood for, or try subtly making suggesting that she responds well to. I like to put my head up to her stomach and assume it’s growling in hunger for corndogs and sausage. “Baby your gut knows what you want best, and it’s asking me for corndogs.” Every BBW I’ve done this to has laughed out loud. It’s usually a good idea to suggest food that has a phallic shape to it, and preferably something greasy. BBWs love the aftertaste of any kind of buttery grease — this Is why I often use popcorn butter or hog grease as lubricant for my cock, not just for cooking; Sometimes it’s necessary if her mouth is smaller, so I can squeeze in my huge BBC.

A common amateur chubby chaser mistake is made when you just start feeding her as soon as she is hungry and opens her mouth. Don’t be a rash fool. If you do that, she’ll just eat you out of house and home and then fall asleep — and you can’t have sex with her while she’s asleep, that’s rape my brother. You’ll go to prison if you do that, where you’ll be giving head instead of receiving it. Anyway, not to digress here, it’s important leverage her desire for food as a way to guide her toward whatever sexual act you want her to perform.

some guy feeding girlfriend

Above you see the mistake. He just rewards her right away. She didn’t earn that hot dog like a good little fat bitch. Below, my man Parker Clark has it right. After she finishes her plate she’ll be scarfing down his breakfast sausage like a bottomless cum dumpster. See, it’s just an associations game — she sees the food, the dick, and then slurp slurp.

Man puts plate of food near his crotch, bbw is hungry for his food/dick

If you get the above right, you’ll have successfully leveraged her insatiable hunger for food over to your dick, getting a blow job that’s stronger than a 100 Dyson vacuum cleaners. But watch out if you feel any teeth, keep your pimp hand ready. Keep it strong. I’ve knocked out a few fat bitches that thought they could chew on my cock. Where there’s great pleasure, there’s great danger.

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Finding the Perfect BBW (Big Beautiful Woman)

Black player holding a white BBW

It was a usual Friday afternoon. I was at Costco to stock up, that’s where I usually shop to save money on my food bill.

By the way, let me emphasize this:

Buying in bulk is really a must if you even hope to game BBWs — you gotta feed your bitches and still have money left over to pay your other bills.

Black guy feeding huge white BBW

One time my junk food bill was so high that I didn’t pay my electric bill, and I spent a whole month fucking BBWs with nothing but a flash light and night vision goggles. But that’s another story.

Anyway I was at Costco, and usually I only see two types of women there: ugly ass ethnic women buying sacks of rice, and BBWs buying large quantities of junk food. But wow, there’s so many fatties there that it’s worth developing a new style of game: Costco Game.

Costco is a great place to find BBWs, second only to Craigslist!

That Friday I was pushing my giant Costco cart, breezing through the aisles. I swear to god I wasn’t there to find pussy, but lo and behold there was a woman so big she barely fit onto her motorized scooter — an SSBBW for sure. Her ass was sagging over the seat and damn near dragging on the ground.

I love a woman with a thick ass, and the thicker the better. Too much of a good thing is a GREAT thing for this brother.

While I was getting ready to approach her, running through the lines I’d use in my head, and admiring her huge bottom, she fell over in her scooter. Her massive body weight struck against the giant shelf holding all the heavy creates of wholesale food, with the shelf itself leaning over. An alarmed sounded, and all the kings horses and all the king’s men (all the Costco employees) had to put her back on her scooter again. I didn’t have a chance to run my game on her unfortunately, and so I moved on.

Later I was selecting fine cheeses in the meat and dairy section when I saw a small girl with a surprisingly thick ass, one that just popped out at me as if I was wearing 3D glasses or something. It looked like someone threw a grenade in her pants and the explosion was still happening. Something was up, cause she looked like she weighed a measly 170 pounds. I thought to myself, “how could such a small short woman have such a huge ass and not need a wheel chair?” I was about to go get her one! Being a thick ass lover, I knew had to make my move.

“Excuse me, I’ve got gas. My bad girl.” Was my opening line after I heard her fart.

I often have to wait until a BBW farts to make a move, because they become even more insecure and this ends up being a huge advantage for me to leverage myself. It’s hard for them to act like a bitch when they farted and feel embarrassed about it, and this is also how I show her I’m a gentleman: by taking the blame for the fart right away. As I’ve mentioned before with this tactic, I turn it around, and later make it fun and silly with jokes, “girl, I bet I can fart louder than you.” I turn it into a challenge, a game she has to win.

She got excited, then her eyes started to look teary. I knew I had her where I wanted, because I was the first man to have ever excepted her for who she was underneath all her think white, adipose junk.

Her interest peaked and she started asking me what I do, and noticed I was still in my chef outfit from work. I typically wear my chef attire when I’m out so BBWs know what’s up, and that I can cook for them.

30 minutes into the conversation we were holding hands and I was leading her to the restrooms. As soon as I held the door open for her, she stopped and turned back around. What she said still echoes loudly in my cranium..

“I DON’T LIKE BLACK GUYS, SORRY!”

All my intense feelings and attraction toward her disappeared. I wanted to call her a bitch, but I was too shocked, my jaw dropped and nothing came out.

Racism is pretty rare among BBWs, but sometimes it rears its ugly head. Later that night I shed a few tears thinking about what she had said to me, and how much it hurt my feelings, my dignity, my pride, and honor. Her ass was still wonderful in my opinion, despite her ugly feelings toward capable men like myself that just happen to have a different shade of skin. She got a taste of my big game, while all I got was her racism, man I felt so cheated. 

The truth is that there’s no such thing as a perfect BBW. Just when you think you’ve found one you’ll change your mind pretty quickly.

How to Go Down on Bigger Women

Nigel with a fresh kill

I know what you must be thinking, “but Nigel, how do you get your head in there, or even find that pussy?” Good question. Trust me when I tell you that it isn’t as hard as it looks, but much harder; and it’s all absolutely necessary, because a woman’s pussy can only take so much of a beating until it needs a very gentle, healing massage. Besides, it’s a nice thing to do for your BBW once in a while so she can feel some pleasure too, and know that you appreciate her. When she sees all the intense effort you put into eating out her inner beef slabs, she’ll feel more than obligated to continue allowing herself to be your BBW mistress.

So before you just dive in, stop right there.. First you have to make sure that beef is clean and kosher. This might seem obvious, but larger women often have greater hygiene problems; often a large gunt with a fat ass/thighs will make it difficult for her to even wipe her own ass after taking a dump, with her fecal matter getting compounded over time. Even without ancient doodoo hanging out near her pussy, her nether region is home to all kinds of yeast, mold, and sometimes mushrooms too — and hey, those extra mushrooms go great on that pizza you’ll feed her later. Anyway, this is why it’s important to get a fresh sponge (that you never plan on using again) and pull out a large wading pool that’s big enough for her ass; because you’ll have to get your BBW to bend over and spread her legs so you can reach in and scrub that shit out. If you don’t like getting your hand stuck inside her fleshy abyss, you can always take her with you to the car wash at 4 am and have her get out and spread her legs. Important: make sure there’s no surveillance cameras at the car wash.

Now after all that hard work and preparation, you still can’t put your crabfest 2010 bib on just yet. Remember, it’s painful and difficult for any BBW to keep her legs spread open, especially when your head is up her ass. Her legs will give out sooner or later, and her pussy cavity will collapse around your head, crushing it instantly. So any hazardous situation like this requires the proper gear, that’s why I highly recommend wearing a helmet of some kind that isn’t so big that you can’t squeeze your head up her ass. Another tip is to use some kind of oil, WD-40 works great. Last but definitely not least, make sure you have a forced leg spreading device to keep her legs spread open, or just tie her legs to bed posts to keep them open. Whatever works. A fork lift is another option if you’re dealing with SSBBWs (Super Sized Big Beautiful Whores). But hey, that’s a whole n’other level, my level. After I eat ’em out, super sized bitches get super sized dick!

Once you got that accomplished, now you have to find it. I recommend the smell test, which is self explanatory. However, if you’re not a natural like me, then the next best thing is poking her ass until you hear her scream bloody murder. Great way to do this is with a corndog, because it’s warm and soft, and you can put it in her mouth afterwards to add an extra-sensual touch. If she asks where it’s been, just tell her you dipped it in chocolate. Or ketchup if there’s blood.

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Ass to mouth with a corndog. That’s what I’m talkin’bout baby.

If things get too hot, put some ice cream on that ass to cool it down.

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SlutWalks Are Great For Snagging Fat White Sluts

Have you ever heard of Slutwalks? You gotta try it out man, especially if you like being around fat white sluts like I do. These dimes won’t admit it, but the truth is that Slutwalks are really just Fat-Acceptance opportunities spectacles disguised as feminist activism. But hey, you know I’m super down with that. They’ll try to say specifically that they’re protesting against this whole notion that provocative dress invites RAPISTS. When they talk, I just nod my head, “okay whatever baby, that makes sense.” Seriously, It isn’t like walking around in the hood with stacks of money hangin’ out your pocket invites muggers, cause that’s way different. 

Believe it or not I’ve attended a few of these Slutwalk marches because I love fat sluts sympathize with the core principle of their movement: Overweight white women shouldn’t feel ashamed of looking and acting like fat sluts, they should flaunt it! They should feel encouraged and empowered to let their beefy muffin-tops and cottage cheese asses sag freely and openly. That’s why they got my fucking support. Amen.

Not too long ago I was in Toronto for a SlutWalk march, and boy was I surprised at the sheer size, density, and thickness of all the fat Slutwalker buffalo-bitches stampeding through the city. I couldn’t wait to join the crowd.

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I’m looking smooth like Morpheus from the Matrix. 

Luckily I brought my sunglasses with me, because I recognized many of the BBWs from Craigslist personal ads I had responded to in the past. Many of them were past bangs, and I didn’t want them to recognize me; damn It really is a small world after all. Anyway, as the march went on, the women started chanting and yelling louder and louder. All of the sudden the crowd of thick, sweaty bodies started to clump together all around me, squeezing me in. With all that these thick walls of soft flesh around, my boner got more and more stiff, which subsequently became harder to conceal. One BBW felt the tip of my junk on her trunk and turned around to see what it was, but I played it cool, pretending my hand was in my pocket.

It didn’t help that I kept bumping into her ass with my stiff cock: the jig was up. She gave me a funny look. I tried apologizing to her, “Baby, excuse me” but she snarled at me and turned away, releasing a rancid angry-fart out of spite. My boner got even harder. That’s when I knew I had to improvise a way to prevent another accidental bump with my junk, or else the whole crowd of Slutwalkers would turn on me. So I took the sign I had and held it over my crotch as a barrier. Then I unzipped my pants and let my cock hang loose while I stroked it like a ninja, or just some Secret Negro Agent 007 shit. Ultimately masturbating helped reduce my boner so I could act more normal. Despite having so many fat white bitches up close, squishing me in, I was busting all kinds of nuts with maximum stealth. Dozens in truth. It was a long march.

Lookin' like Morpheus from the Matrix.

She’s not even looking at me, but I’m looking at her.

As the march was coming to a close, I left early and headed for my food truck, then drove it up to the horde of hungry Slutwalkers. A long line of fine looking sluts formed at the side of my truck, with their eyes were lit. All the sudden I went from being a random black dude in a white-feminist-march to feeling like a hiphop star with white groupies. I was killing two birds with one stone. As I say, “Make some dough, bang some dough.” That’s my motto. I even had a special offer for big sluts that signed up for my free dessert membership plan — which was actually just a cleverly disguised sexual-consent form. Shout out to my lawyer!

In conclusion, when it comes to RAPE, BBWs secretly love rapists and stalkers. On top of that, since when does any woman consent with a “yes” for a pussy pounding? She can’t even say “yes” or “no”, just “mmmm mmmm” when she’s got that whole 9 inches of Nigel’s snicker bar rammed down her turkey-necked throat.

“baby my bad, you gonna need some honey lemon tea for that sore throat.”

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She was just fat enough…

Sometimes I make it sound like I’m always hunting down big bitches with my high-caliber-penetration Weapon-of-Ass-Destruction, but the truth is my massive notch count isn’t entirely comprised of obese bitches (SSBBWs). Fucking big bitches is tiring, hard work, so sometimes fucking a less-fat fattie is a nice break from the usual — and it ain’t dumpster diving if the girl has a cute face. Just as often as I find myself with a Goliath BBW hoe, I find myself with girls that just got one or two extra chins, some extra muffin tops and some belly flab. Look man, you can’t always eat lobster and steak. Even if you could afford to do so, your system would tire out after a while, and this applies to pussy getting as well. The key to getting your notch count in the triple digits is to lower your standards here and there.

Something like this. Kinda thinner, but still beautiful somehow. Great personality makes up for lack of flesh. And she has 5 kids, just wow.

Loud proud and ready to wow.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not out there breaking off in girls built like twigs. No sir, I still got some standards. Yesterday I was at Walmart when this thin, 5’2″ tall, 150 pound looking thing was eyeing me up in the frozen food aisle. I could tell she wanted to melt down my thick, tall, dark chocolate popsicle; but I knew better. I knew to hold back because her miniature 150 pound ass would be annihilated by a man of my caliber, and I ain’t interested in hurting anyone like that. Her ass was too small to ride, so I avoided eye contact and kept on moving along. Not long after I spotted something a lot better. She wasn’t quite big enough to be a BBW in the traditional sense, but she had a big gut with a fold swinging past her waist and decent muffin tops. I could tell she tried to conceal some of it by the way she dressed, but she passed the thick arms test — if a woman has thick ham arms, you know she’s got a nice ass too. So I made a move just as she opened the freezer door to grab some frozen hungryman dinners. I got right behind her and pretended to grab the same box, and with a fun sarcastic tone was like, “bitch please, you ain’t no hungry man! Give it up!” Of course she thought it was cute and funny, cause I said it with confidence, plus she isn’t as insecure as a real BBWshe’s only mildly thick, so it just made her giggle. We talked for a bit and she told me she was a mom with 5 kids (dammnnn, no wonder she had them hips, thick ass, and big stomach). Let me tell you, I’m no milf hunter — I don’t go out of my way to playgrounds and toy stores just to find moms, no sir, but this milf had an ass I wanted.

Bitch, you got kids? No problem, shit test passed with flying colors!

Bitch, you got kids? No problem — shit test passed with flying colors!!!

She tried her best to dissuade me from coming over because her kids were there, but I was persistent. I ended up back at her place and started microwaving all of the 6 hungryman dinners for her and her kids (applying my special touch as a chef). Her kids were there and they kept nagging me, asking me If I was their new daddy. I told them I was chef Home-boyardee, just there to make dinner and lay down a new pipe ;). They got really excited that I might be their new dad, so I had to reward them by whipping up big, gourmet ice cream sundays. It was a solid move that put the kids out cold like chloroform. Big momma was feeling tired too, but not too tired for some chicken stuffing. Being 20 pounds short of a full BBW, it was amazing that she still offered up just enough resistance to handle my shock-wave jackhammer therapy. And her blood sugar levels must be something, no fatigue — she was still eating while I was pounding it, so I gave her some fudge covered dick for dessert.

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A good woman’s heart is bigger than her ass.

Listen to this beautiful woman sing: so innocent, so pure, so feminine. She might be too big for Heaven, but she’s still an angel! Sing it with me baby “yum yum, Sunny D and Cum!”

One thing I talk about a lot with BBWs is how belligerent and mean they can be sometimes; when a fat woman is a bitch, she’s a BIG BITCH, and ain’t nothing gettin’ in her fucking way. Something about all that fat on her ass goes straight to her head and turns her heart into an extra salty sourdough pretzel; which leads to a shit storm of cognitive dissonance: “If that man doesn’t think I’m beautiful then it’s because he’s a gay ass nigga, fuck him!!!” And, god help us, she thinks that gives her carte blanche to throw all her weight around and shake her flab-slabs until the earth quakes and the Burger King’s kingdom crumbles. That’s most fat bitches for you. Big game ain’t easy. But then sometimes, if you’re lucky, you’ll come across those rare gems: a real BBW filled with innocence and joy, just waiting to open up. A good BBW’s heart is bigger than her ass, believe it or not (cause that’s a lot of heart) and they can be found if you know where and how to look.

Usually I run my big game plays at Walmart until I get sick of the same fat white hoes breezing through the aisles like they deserve all the sodas and Oreos they’re stocking up on. That’s when I hit up the lower income spots and find myself big girls that are truly in need of big love. I look for a big girl that I see taken her folks out to a nice cheap western buffet, like Golden Carrol (specifically when they got those two for one specials). I’m talking about big bitches that have it hard. They have to be loving and caring to everyone because they can’t afford to act like a bitch, literally. Some of these BBWs are big because they’re poor: they have to stuff themselves with whatever they can get their hands on. For these bitches, McDonald’s is a real treat! So you better believe they’ll gobble up some dick too. In fact that brings me to my pickup line: “hey girl, want a snack?” Also take note: If you’re a seasoned big game stalker, you’ll be tempted to hit up your usual spots again, but part of the challenge of chubby chasing is knowing when to just kick back and take the easy pussy.

See, that's what I'm talking about. A BBW in need.

See, that’s what I’m talking about: A BBW in need. You gotta help her out.

Fat girls that are nice appreciate any kind gesture and will reciprocate with love, so I don’t mind taking a big bitch or two over to Red Lobster as a treat. That’s right, for nice BBWs I take it slow and reward them with a nice romantic dinner. When’s the last time you took a big bitch out? You should try it! Because this also doubles as a test, a test to see if she has a big heart too. You see Red Lobster really isn’t so special if you’ve been to AppleBees or Ruby Tuesdays or even Nigel’s cajun shack down the street, but to a big girl that hasn’t been that spoiled it’s amazing. She’ll think you’re taking her to the Taj Mahal. That’s how you weed out the jaded BBWs that are entitled bitches. If she complains about anything, I know I got myself a wild BBW bitch and just shift my game accordingly. But I really don’t want the wild, entitled bitchy one, I’ve had enough of those for now. A nice girl will be impressed instantly, warming my heart when she says the shrimp basket looks cute. See that’s how you know you’ve got a good girl.

And for dessert, we head back to my place and I take the time to make her a Mississippi Mud Pie with ice cream, because she is special. I light some candles and spoon feed with my shovel, building some more comfort. And as you know I like to turn seduction into a fun game, so I’ll start by throwing food at her mouth like a good ‘ol sexy game of cornhole; then pulling out my dick to feed her a chocolate fiesta! Conclusion: treat a nice lady like a she’s a nice lady first, otherwise you’re the mouse frightening the elephant. But elephants can’t smell a sneaky shit house rat 😉

 

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Baby, ain’t No Shame in having a Big Frame

My new ride: Drive-thru/Drive-by gangbang mobile. Comes with  a 26″ happy meal 😉

Fat Acceptance is all about making a big woman feel comfortable in her own body, and making her feel special too. If you think otherwise you aren’t going to get very far in this big game business. Building comfort is one of the main pillars of big game hustling, and it isn’t over after sex either. Extra large girls need extra large comfort, because their self-esteem is a fragile joke to say the least — why else would a “Fat Acceptance” movement even exist?

I see it all the time when I hit up the malls just to creep around the food court: big bitches sitting real low, trying to hide their mountainous flesh under a table while they eat. Usually I spot her from a distance: her face sticking up from a table like a wackamole popping out for some crack. Once I get close enough, I’m usually pleasantly surprised and amazed at her ability to hide all her shit under the table. It’s always some kind of Houdini shit. Then I get that feeling… It’s the same feeling you got as a kid when you opened a happy meal and got two toys instead of one, or extra fries. And truth is, she feels exactly that way too when I roll up and my eyes pop out to zoom in on that ass. I got a real happy meal for her though.

Usually I bring my aura of comfort with me by visualizing myself as her favorite comfort food when I approach, and sometimes I also eat next to her for a little while. I take it real slow, whereas other amateur chubsters fuck up by opening their mouth right away, asking her about her size or saying shit like “you hungry?” They end up reminding her that she’s a fattie by insinuating it. Never make her feel fat! Instead you gotta wait a bit, be patient. I like to wait until she farts, then I take the blame for her and act like it was my fault; I apologize and try to fan it away from her so she can continue eating in peace. That’s how a real man shows a big woman he’s a true gentleman.

Big bitches have bigger intestines so they have more gas build up; a lot of that gas gets released during and after sex, and boy do they get self conscious about it and flip out. Again, I turn this around by starting a farting contest in bed. See, i’m keeping it real positive, making it into fun game. And I’ve got to admit that farting is a huge turn on. When she farts during sex, man, I lose myself in the moment, in the passion… especially when it’s louder than her moans. If she can toot long enough, I go balls deep in that ass and create a new instrument: an anal jizz fart.

When you are fucking a big bitch, her wet sweaty flabs will flap together and make tons of fart noises anyway — it’s like a symphony of farts — so she’ll feel self-conscious no matter what. You’ve got to be ready to flip it around, turn it into something positive and fun. Another example: sometimes when she farts, I’ll try to guess what she ate from the smell. You can’t go wrong there, because no matter what you guess her last meal was, you’ll be right, cause she ate everything. Then it’s her turn to guess when I pop my dick in her mouth and she can figure out what I ate (usually they guess McRib sandwich).

But it isn’t just farts, this applies to any area that a big woman might be self conscious about. Farting was just an easy example. Look at it this way: you have to visualize each BBW (big beautiful woman) as a damsel in distress, trapped in her own flesh, and then bring her out — rescue her and make it fun. It’s all bullshit, cause you know I want them to stay fat as fuck, but hey you gotta play the game. Hat tip to the motherfuckers that get it now.

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Safe Sex for Chubby Chasers

When it comes to Big Game Hunting, safe sex is a priority, especially for you.

Need a ride to the other side man?

You gotta come prepared for this game, and make sure you satisfy every prerequisite — which I’ve covered before with regards to your strength and having the right size. But even that isn’t enough, you also have to take precautions to avoid severe injury, disaster and even death. That’s what’s so thrilling about chasing chubbies around, because you’re attempting to kill pussy that can kill you if you don’t watch out and use my common sense safety tips.

Amateur Chubby Chaser: Fatality waiting to happen.

What could go wrong? It’s usually a story like this: the typical amateur chubby chaser always thinks he’s ready.. He’s been lifting weights all week to prepare for this Olympic feat. She’s all hot and ready sitting in a steel reinforced wheelchair as he rolls her into his motel room. He lies on the bed first, takes off his clothes, and then pulls out a box of donuts that were hiding under the pillows. It all seems to go down smooth, like some kind of well choreographed R Kelly shit, until all of the sudden she leaps out of the wheel chair and this happens:

She’s not on bath salts. She’s just licking donut jelly off his face, as he dies.

His breathing begins to cut off due to the extreme weight pressing down on his chest, but she’s too busy licking the donut jelly off of his face to notice he’s dying. This could last for hours, or even days if she is too heavy to help herself off. But hey, that’s natural selection homie, that’s why there aren’t many chubby chasers around — us real chubsters, we’re an elite crew of fat sex survivors. If you want to join the Fat Acceptance league of extraordinary gentlemen, here’s some safety advice:

1. Unless you are black belt motherfucker like yours truly, never ever ever ever ever ever let that big ass mammoth-bitch on top of you. I don’t care if that’s how ya like it, you want to live right? Anything above 165 pounds can fuck up your pelvis for real. Anything above 200 pounds can send you to hell if you are stupid enough. Always stay on top like a real man. I know some of you have squash fetishes, and you want your BBW to sit on your face. Fine, but if you must, wear a hard hat so your skull remains intact.

 

Wear a hard hat when she sits on your face

Wear a hard hat when she sits on your face

2. Never let her roll on top of you. This is similar to rule #1, but if you are lying together cuddling before/after sex, you’re guard will be down. Stay calm, but be ready to roll away and jump on top if she rolls toward you. Do not let her on top unless you want to suffocate to death under layers of wet, doughy flesh.

3. Keep food off of you until you are absolutely ready for her to come at you and lick it off. Even if you’re standing and sprinkle confectioner’s sugar on your dick, you might get tackled NFL style bitch. The excitement of food is so strong in these women that a burst of energy will possess them if they even smell it — as opposed to their otherwise lethargic nature.

4. For her safety, don’t over-feed her at least an hour before sex. She may have a big body, but her little heart can only pump so much blood; and if most of it is pipe-lining to her stomach instead of her pussy (because she’s processing 8 pounds of funnel cake you bought her at the funfair) she won’t have any energy for sex. This is actually a classic amateur chubby chaser mistake. She might even have a heart attack while you’re pounding that ass. Why risk it? It kills the moment if the fat lady can’t scream because her blood flow is off.

5. Tie your BBW to the bed, otherwise she’ll roll around destroying the whole room. Broken glass and shit isn’t safe. Since I’m really into fat dungeon sex, I use handcuffs and ropes to tie my fat sex slaves up so they can’t move. I like to turn it up a notch by teasing them with food while they’re restrained. It’s a great way to torture a fat slut, and it’s safer then letting her whale ass maneuver around the room, and having furniture and lamps destroyed.

6. Don’t take a shower with her after sex. This one should be obvious, do you want to die in a bathtub? When 2 enter the shower, the BBW will leave and wonder where you went.

It’s important that you follow this advice, because what good will you do for the Fat Acceptance movement if you are dead? None. But It’s your funeral bitch.

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Prerequisites for chubby chasing, part 2

Extra Beef. Can you handle it?

In my last post I talked about how important it is to have the wherewithal to spear a fat mammoth hoe like the one above; however there is another bare necessity for chubby chasing I forgot to mention: physical fitness. You have got to be able to handle the intense weight of a big woman, otherwise you will be squashed like the pancakes she ate for breakfast, period. Just imagine having sex with a fattie, and all the sudden she wants to be on top. If you’re serious about chubby chasing, it’s important to train like an Olympic weight lifter. Fat girls love guys with big hard bodies for sure, but more importantly it is for the practicality, for being able to handle that big business. I train hard at the gym, and that’s why I’m like a forklift lifting heavy cargo.

First, for your safety, the most important exercises are chest exercises, especially bench presses. You’ve got to protect your chest and face from heavy weight or you will suffocate. I can bench 400 pounds no problem, and I do lots of dumbbell flies and pushups regularly. If you’re a smaller guy, forget it. You’ve got to settle for the less chunky, just slightly overweight semi-fatties.

Secondly, you also need strong quads, glutes and hamstrings for maximal thrusting power. You’ve got to knock that pussy out of the ballpark with the power of a jack hammer. That’s why it’s important to do squats with heavy ass weights (350+) and deadlifts. Remember, the battle is won in the gym.

You also gotta work on your grip strength too. Sometimes when I’m on top it’s like riding a bull at a rodeo. You’ve got to hold on hard. Forearm exercises and those grip strength thangs work great.

Good music also helps with the workout. I listen to Stic, it pumps me up whether I’m pumpin’ in the gym or in yo momma’s fat pussy.

You gotta be big as hell to slay big pussy, and I thank god every day for giving me that strength and perseverance to go hard at it. In fact last week I intercepted a huge BBW in a dark alley. I propped her ass up against a dumpster and sent her pussy to the dump. It sounded like a train getting wrecked. I don’t even think a garbage truck could have crushed that pussy, it was huge. I was killin’ it so hard, vultures were circling us. Haha amen.

P.S. Remember, the battle is won in the gym, and what you will find is that fucking fat bitches is a workout in and of itself.

 

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