You're a fly on the wall of my bathroom as I get ready to go out. My fat, naked self walks into the bathroom to start my makeup. As I'm primping I notice how fat my arms of gotten, and jiggle and squeeze them in the mirror. Next I apply my eye makeup, I try to lean in for a closer look when my round belly blocks me so I lift it up and drop it on the counter with a plop! Lighting a cigarette for a little pick-me-up it rests between my lips while I finish my face and check out my soft, curvy body. Rubbing my belly, checking out my rolls and fat ass before I get dressed for the night. My tight jeans get stuck at my thighs and so I have to bounce and wiggle to get them up, sending ripples through my supple fat. When I go to button them I can't get them closed! Laughing to myself I tuck the waistband under my hanging gut trusting it to hold them in place. Finally my top goes on and looks severely shrunk with my belly drooping out from under it. I mess with it a bit trying to get myself covered before just accepting the fact that there's not concealing this massive body and head out for the evening.