Chapter 32 The 400 club
At 401 pounds Rachel's BMI was 67, class 4 extreme obesity.If the numbers don't tell you anything, let's put things into perspective.
According to the NHS, she was part of the 0'4% most obese people in the country and our GP told her that she should loose at least 200 pounds and after that she still would be obese.
We would receive constant letters and texts form her surgery as she was part of a population at risk.
She had normal blood sugar but high cholesterol, elevated heart rate and sleep apnea. A CPAP was our unexpected companion in bed.
She couldn't walk for more than 15 minutes at the time, and her ankles would swell. She was too heavy for rollercoasters, bicycles, horses and scooters, and too wide for normal plane seats.
She wouldn't fit in most booths, plastic chairs are out of the question, normal cinema seats are too narrow and armed seats would dig very uncomfortably into her hips.
Even though obesity rates in the UK are high, specially in the north were we live, almost every time Rachel would be the fattest person in the room. The fattest of our friends, of our family and of everywhere we went. Only sometimes we would come across someone as fat and in those cases we would stare eachother in a "game recognises game" kind of way.
We had and extra wide bath installed in the house and a shower chair in the other bathroom. Our bedroom was located downstairs to make things easier, as even a flight of stairs would be challenging. Our couch was specially reinforced and so was our king size bed.
At her office she eventually upgraded to a heavy duty office chair.
Clothing wise, she needed help with her lazes and with her bras.
Sizes were a nightmare if doable thanks to the internet, the main issue we're shoes.
Her shoes had to be extra extra wide, with longer laces for her chunky feet to fit. No chance in hell a pair of boots would fit above her ankles and heels are also out of the question.
During sex, she has to lift her belly up for me to penetrate her properly and she wouldn't last more than a couple of minutes on top of me due to her knees just giving up. She is almost to fat to masturbate unaided. She can reach her clit but only just and with effort.
With this I just want to give you the full picture of everything that comes with living with a super obese woman.
Don't get me wrong, it's absolutely worthy
Romance
Friends/Family Reunion
Pig/Cow/Hog
Humiliation/Teasing
Feeding/Stuffing
Sexual acts/Love making
Indulgent
Lazy
Female
Straight
Weight gain
Wife/Husband/Girlfriend
First person
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