With a mighty thrust, you roll yourself over. Ted, fixating on your manboobs, is caught unawares by this manoeuvre, and he ends up underneath you, as you'd planned. His voice slightly muffled by being under your fat cheek, Ted says, 'Hey, there is some muscle underneath all that flab. I like it.'
He reaches out and as far around you as he can, and hugs you tightly. Then he lets go and starts to play with your love handles. 'Nice thing about fat guys, always something to grab,' he jokes, as he grabs both of yours. You put down your arms so your hands are on the floor, and lift your legs, in preparation for bouncing backwards a bit - that way Ted will feel your full weight on his chest, and also so you'll be able to bury his face between your fat tits...er, pecs.
'So, muscle boy, how's this for weight?' you say as you rock back, then bounce backwards. 'I could eat another cow, then I'd be even bigger and heavier!"
'This is freezerburn cool man,' Ted replies, as he wraps his muscular arms as far around you as he can, again, and squeezes tightly. His strong arms sink into your mountain of flesh. You sense his leg muscles tensing, and you wonder if he's preparing to try to roll you both over again, so he'll be on top.
Just at that moment, though, your prodigious stomach chooses to gurgle, loudly - it has been a few hours since you last ate. At the sound, Ted tenses, pushes hard to lift you off him a little, and says,