Fat

I picture you knowing what I look like as I walk by you. Obviously, most of it is visible, if not the details, then you can tell my breasts are big, that I have a large belly, big hips, fat thighs, an ass to match. You don't have to see me naked to know I'm fat, you just have to see me to acknowledge that.

But I picture sometimes passing by someone who gets off on bodies like mine. Someone who sees the way my dress hugs my belly, how my tits strain against the material, notices my thighs pressing against my dress when I'm sitting down. Someone who looks at all of that, who doesn't gape, but isn't afraid of looking, maybe gives me a smile to show their appreciation.

Maybe you could look while I'm passing by, follow after me a bit, not in a creepy way, just if we're going in the same direction, make sure to slow your stride so you can walk behind me. Look at my hips and my thighs, my fat backside, all of it. Look at it and picture not just me naked, but you naked with me, rubbing against my body. Not just fucking me, but enjoying all my soft, squishy bits. Imagine your cock pushing against the softness of my belly, enjoying being enveloped by my belly folds.

My cunt is wet and inviting, but I want you to enjoy all of me. I want you to get off thinking about my fat body, to view all of it as a playground for your enjoyment. There are so many soft parts of me to grab and grope, to stroke and taste, lick and lavish with attention. I'm big and fat and there is no shame in either of us enjoying that.