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what is it like having a belly? is it comfortable and fun?

It's a bit like wearing a soft and heavy backpack on your front side that you can't ever take off. It's a bit awkward and maybe even a bit uncomfortable but that IS the fun part.

Having it constantly in your way as you try to sit up in bed, get up from the couch, or bend over to tie your shoes. It's always there and you can't just be done with this fetish.

Other forms of bondage, when you want to go about your day, you take off the ropes and go to the store. But not when you're fat. It's coming with you to the store and it's not easy to carry around.

Everyone watches you huff and puff and waddle around and everyone can see that you're encumbered by your own fat. Some will be disgusted and others will feel pity.

There's a thrill to know that you did this to yourself on purpose and seeing those looks of disappointment and shame from fit people as you load your cart with more cookies and chips and ice cream.

Then you get in the car and each day it's harder and harder to stuff yourself in between the steering wheel and the seat. You think, "when did this car get so small" as you lift your belly up to allow the seat belt to slide underneath.

You can feel your gut bouncing up and down as you drive down the road. You can feel your moobs making sweaty contact with the top of your belly. That used to happen only when you were hunched over but now it's all the time. You are powerless to do anything about it. This is your new reality.

You get home and struggle to get out of the car. You're using the handle to lift yourself out of the car now. You used to just slide out but it's not that easy anymore.

Your feet ache as you carry all of your weight and all of the groceries back to the kitchen. You sit down at the table and tear into the cookies eating them two at a time.

You sit there and begin to caress and jiggle your belly, the thing that made the whole trip to the store so difficult. But you loved how difficult the trip was. You want it to be harder next time. You want more odd looks. You want to see people disgusted by the site of you. You want to earn the right to use a powered scooter to humiliate yourself even more.

And so the cycle continues. All of the odds are stacked against you. You can't bother with a diet or exercise at this point. You're too appetite has grown too large and you're so out of shape you wouldn't know how to begin an exercise routine. So you let your big fat belly keep growing and you get nestled into this perfect little headspace where the only thing that matters is growth and you've got no other worries in the world. Your happy to become the biggest fattest slob that most people have ever seen and you've completely lost control of what was once a normal life.

So anyways that's what it's like to have a belly.