I tried to settle into that chair, but my enormous, overflowing ass had other plans. The arms dug into my hips, stopping me from sitting all the way down—my fat, heavy cheeks holding me up, refusing to be contained. No matter how I shifted, there was just too much of me, too much soft, blubbery weight pressing against the limits of the chair. From every angle, you can see how my massive, ever-growing body spills over, completely outgrowing the space. And when I move to a two-seater bench? I take up every inch, proving just how much of a fat, greedy piglet I've become.