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follow Mel in her attempts to go from big, to bigger, to biggest!
This choice: Take a nap! Hey, don't judge me.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

There's a Nap for That

    by: Bobo the Hobo Author IconMail Icon
And what I wanted to do was to take a nap!

Hey, don't judge me, okay? I paid my rent and I was nice enough(-ish) to my Mom about the whole fatophobia thing that she had going on. I wasn't exactly the most social little butterball, okay? It had only been a few months of me being back at my Mom's place, and I was getting to enjoy being one of those live-in millennial kids! And as long as I kept up my end of the deal (aside from that whole "at least try to lose some weight" part!) I was free to do as I saw fit.

And what I saw fit to do was to nap my fat ass off.

I rarely ever changed out of my pajamas if I didn't have to—especially on days where I wasn't going out. I had on a big old pair of scrubs that I had picked up from Goodwill. The drawstring was tight, and the waistband made red angry marks along my belly. My old Hillary Heart t-shirt was stretched around me, and boy do I mean stretched. I could practically hear the fabric hollering every time I made a move. My arms were spilling out of the sleeves like a muffin over a pan. I was just getting waaaay too big for this thing...

Easing myself down into bed, the boxspring squeaking beneath my added weight, I nestled myself under the covers. Once I was situated, I got to work unfurling my bottoms and letting my belly roll out. Oh gawd that felt so much better...

Something about rubbing my tummy just made me sleepy. Or horny. It really depended on the mood I was in before I started rubbing. But since I hadn't exactly gotten a good night's sleep the night before, my chubby digits kneading the top tier of my tummy was putting me right to sleep. My fat little toes clenched and I hunkered down into myself. I squeezed and rubbed and played with it like a big ball of dough, and slowly as the darkness around me helped ease me off, I drifted quietly to sleep...
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