Jul 23
Today I’m thinking about mobility play and how hot it is.
Being fat enough, stuffed enough, that rolling left and right in bed is so difficult. You can just barely get the momentum to heave yourself back and forth, the mountains of you wobbling while your stomach gurgles from the sudden movement. Getting to the side of the bed is even more difficult. Shifting your huge legs, grabbing at anything to help you pull up with your fat, swollen hands. Huffing and puffing, finally getting your feet on the floor. You have to take a break before trying anything else, of course. And the temptation to just lie back down is so strong…
The only thing stronger is the hunger growling deep in your belly.
