After stuffing ourselves with a huge meal, Ivy, Wood, and I sit our fat asses on the couch. "I look so fat right now," I say, sitting up and looking at my mini fat rolls. "You think that is fat? What do you think about this?" the girls respond, flapping their big, soft tummies around. "I mean...you have to be at least twice the size of her," Wood tells Ivy. Curious to see how big the girls really are to my growing, chubby body, I suggested we measure ourselves. We help one another measure our boobs, waist/hips, and belly, and quickly discover that some of us are actually twice the size of the other! After some unexpected results, we realize that we won't really know how heavy we are until we weigh ourselves. Ivy is so huge that Wood and I together didn't add up to her weight. Still exhausted from our huge lunch, we plop our fat asses back on the couch and relax. Even standing with such heavy bodies becomes overwhelming. With a big appetite like Wood and Ivy's, it was only a matter of seconds before they recommended eating again. They're good at pushing me past my limits