“I can’t believe I’m doing this. This has got to be the dumbest thing I’ve ever done”, you mutter to yourself.
You stand there at the door of a house in a seemingly calm neighbourhood, with a PIN pad sitting right in front of you. All these thoughts rushing through your mind as you were about to put in the password. Were you about to get kidnapped? Was there a murderer hiding behind this door? Should you have brought a weapon to defend yourself just in case? There’s absolutely no good reason for you to be here and believe some person on the internet. There was no proof.
And yet, here you are, your hand moving closer to the PIN pad.
“3...2…8...8...9…”
You hear a whirring sound, and the door unlocks.
“Well, here we go…”
--- 1 week earlier ---
You had gone your whole life without officially having a boyfriend, and at this point you were desperate. Always making up excuses as you went along life, like waiting to be finished school so that you could focus on your studies, or waiting for your life to settle down once you landed that full-time job. But seeing more and more of your friends on Facebook posting wedding photos and you’re just sitting at home on your computer in your mid-twenties with literally only 3 dates worth of dating experience, you were lonely.
You didn’t consider yourself unattractive or anything (plus, social media these days tends to be pretty good about teaching self-acceptance), but you never felt like you were “enough”. You had the tendency to come off as shy or socially awkward, which just doesn’t seem to cut it in the online dating world. Guys you messaged on dating sites either ignored you, or straight up rejected your advances.
It was only recently that you started exploring your attraction to fat men. Something about how hot a large belly looked, stuffing food down someone’s gullet, and just how heavy some people could get was always incredibly attractive to you. But, considering the fact that you have never dated a fat guy (or really anyone for that matter), you tended to let your fantasies go wild and explore the more extreme sizes and immobility aspects.
Sure, it was unrealistic, but reading weight gain stories and viewing artwork of men growing to the ton-plus range in weight absolutely got you going.
But finally deciding to go on a whim, you signed up for a gay dating website that encouraged a lot of plus-sized members. Setting the search filters to things like 600+ pounds and stalking the photos of men on those sites turned into a bit of a hobby.
And on these sites, not having a profile picture was very discouraged as the members on the site knew that they were eye candy for people like you. You couldn’t help it, but for some reason you just couldn’t explain why this double-standard was okay, and why you were okay going anonymous.
But anyways, like any other Friday night, you logged into this website and did one of your searches to look at men who were past the quarter-ton mark. You check this website often, but only today you noticed a member who had signed up with a recorded weight of 2,000 pounds. Strangely enough, he lived in your city. However, knowing that it was a fake profile, you were somehow intrigued and decided to check him out.
And what a surprise, he had no photos uploaded.
To your dismay, you clicked away and carried on with your business.
Only 10 minutes into your night, a little message popped up in the corner of the window from a user named “OneTonPlus”. Probably one of those virus scam accounts that wanted you to click on a link…
And yet, you opened up the message and were greeted with a simple introduction:
“Hello!
I saw that you clicked on my profile and I noticed that we live in the same city… I’m here trying to meet people but other users keep ignoring me :/
Maybe I shouldn’t have put my weight on my profile, I can see how that might intimidate people. ;)
Anyways, my name is Dan! Pleasure to meet you, I’d love to chat.”
Huh, despite the whole weight thing, this actually seemed like a real person sitting behind the keyboard.
Maybe you’re being sucked into one of those role-playing chats. Well, it wasn’t really your thing but it could add a bit of variety to your Friday night. Might as well humour this guy for a bit.
“Hey,
I’m Toby, it’s nice to meet you!
To be fair, 2,000 pounds isn’t exactly intimidating… more like unbelievable :P
But you know, I don’t really talk to that many people here and it’s cool to meet someone from the same city.
Considering you’re so large, do you have any favourite restaurants I should check out sometime? Maybe someone with tastes like yours can appreciate a lot more food.”
You hit Send on the message, and took a quick bathroom break. You saw a new message waiting in your inbox when you returned.
“Oh haha, that’s really funny. Have you seen a 2,000-pound person at a restaurant? I hang out in my house all day so I get food delivered to me all the time. Though if you want some tips I can point you to a nice pizza place. :P
Though I’ll admit, I’m only guessing I’m 2,000 pounds… haven’t gone for a real weigh-in for a while. I haven’t gotten around to widening my front doors yet so I’m quite literally trapped in my house for the time being.”
Well, this “Dan” guy is totally living this fantasy. Turns out, role-play was a bit of fun, so you decided to carry on the conversation.
After what ended up being hours of chatting, you two eventually exchanged phone numbers. But again, how could you even date someone who wasn’t “real”? Though, Dan had some sort of charm to him that left you wanting to keep talking with him. He was very personable, funny, and just nice to talk to.
As you were getting ready for bed, your phone buzzed with a message:
“Hey Toby, I honestly think we’re really clicking here… do you want to hang out sometime next week?”
Considering he came off as such a nice guy, you responded with, “Sure, when and where?”
Dan’s response came quickly with “My house, duh. Remember the whole front door thing?”
You don’t really know why you agreed so quickly. Maybe it was the feeling of desperation… or you know, the fact that you did kinda like him so far.
-- Present Day --
It was amazing how quickly you could go from falling head over heels for this guy, to immediately thinking that same person was threatening your safety. You know… stranger danger and all. You were worried something would happen to you, but something was telling you to go with your gut.
As you opened the door, an aroma of greasy food hit your nostrils.
“Hello? Dan?”, you called out.
“Toby?! So happy you came! I’m in the living room down the hall”.
Oh boy, well the fact that he wasn’t even coming to the door to greet you drew some red flags.
And yet here you were, walking down the hallway to the source of the voice. As you walked into the living room, you quickly realized why.
Dan wasn’t lying about anything. He was absolutely massive.
The sight in front of you was definitely one to behold. In front of you was an incredibly obese man sitting in what seemed to be a loveseat. From what you could tell, his ass definitely occupied all space there, and his love handles and various rolls spilled over the arm rests. The focal point in front of you was an expansive belly covered in hair, which extended outwards and onto the ground. You couldn’t even see his legs, but they must have looked like tree trunks.
Bringing your view up, you saw man boobs that were plump, and laid a little off to the sides due to gravity. His arms were impressively thick and they seemed they could barely reach past his chest.
His wide face was accompanied by puffed up cheeks, a few chins covered in facial hair, and… actually a really nice face. He was cute.
You stared at this mountain of a man for a few more seconds until he pulled you back to earth.
“Come in for a hug! It’s great to see you in person!”
He opened his arms up and you could see his arm fat hanging where his triceps would be. Still speechless, you approached him from the side (since there was no chance you’d ever be able to reach your arms around the front) and gave him an awkward hug around the shoulders.
“I.... uhh… you’re just… uhh”, you stammered to barely make a sentence during your embrace.
“What? Do you think I’m too fat? Most people I’ve met just walk out the door after seeing me…”, Dan replied with a sadness in his eyes.
“No, it’s not that! Honestly, to be frank, I find you incredibly hot. I’m just… surprised that you were actually telling the truth. To be fair, I thought you were originally role-playing, but I could tell you seemed genuine”, you blurted out.
“Well, I guess I’m glad we made it this far. I’m not surprised you thought I was lying… after all, how often do you get to meet a guy like me?”
With the elephant in the room addressed, you two began to carry through some more normal conversation. It seemed that Dan used interesting mechanisms, like remote-controlled tables that arced over his stomach for easy access to food, or an automatic platform with wheels that slid under his belly and lifted it so he could walk around the house.
Dan got by all these years by ordering delivery food and giving his house passcode to the drivers, and occasionally hiring cleaning staff so his garbage wouldn’t stink up the house. He tipped well, which is why no word of his lifestyle had gotten out to the public. But he turned to online dating for companionship and to share his experience with someone.
Although Dan seemingly ate all day, it was approaching “normal” dinner time. This WAS supposed to be a dinner date anyways. After ordering nearly the entire menu from a Chinese restaurant for delivery, you caressed his belly while the two of you made more small talk. You still couldn’t believe your eyes that a man like Dan existed, and here you are making physical contact with one of your deepest fantasies.
When the food arrived, you alternated between taking a few bites from your plate, and replacing the tray of food in front of Dan. He ate such large quantities of food at impressive speeds, it’s no wonder he’s so big. It was so mesmerizing watching him eat that you definitely wouldn’t mind doing this on a regular basis. In fact, it would be so cool to watch him in public, allowing other people to take in this amazing view.
After another hour of him eating, he started to slow down and you could feel the pressure on his belly as he filled it with more food. As he cleaned out the last tray of food, he leaned back a bit to let out a long satisfying burp. Something about expressing gluttony like that allowed the entire experience to feel like an achievement.
While resting on his mattress-like belly, the two of you lulled into a quick nap. You were abruptly woken up a while later with a rumbling coming from his stomach.
As you looked up into his eyes, you said the only thing that came to mind that would signal the start of a wonderful relationship.
“Sounds like it’s time for dessert!”