chapter 2: stairs-480lbs

Two years have passed since my last story. Two years of fattening gluttony... Combined with my increasing laziness and effort avoiding way of life, my eating habits added 80lbs to my already supersized body. At 480lbs i passed a great milestone: i was more than 200 kilograms!! In France it is very hard to be that fat because you rarely see people over 400lbs and people are absolutely not fat friendly!!

Back to my gain, those 80 lbs settled principally in my legs, thighs, ass and arms. My belly grew a bit but my tits nearly not... my lower half looked like it was made of two barrels made of pilled jello. My thighs forced apart by my large inner thighs rolls rubbed together down to my knees!! Legging killer, and shaffing pain!!

My thighs are so huge that i have to waddle heavily, wich made me bounce uncontrollably!!! My stamina has decreased dramatically but i had no choice but leave my house for an appointment. I had to walk nearly 1.5 km but my sister offered to drive me, which i happily accepted!!

She left me on a plaza, which i had to cross. I seated on a bench to recover from the exertion of getting out of a car. that effort had left me winded: even my sister told me that i was getting too far and i should loose weight. She added that i had turned into a huge disgusting blob!! I was so ashamed that it turned me on instantly! 

 After recovering, i rolled back and forth, build momentum and got up in a gasp, to people disgust! I started my slow waddle, taking short heavy steps, slowly making my way to a flight of maybe 30 stairs wich crossed the plaza. half way my belly was out of my leggings, and i had to readjust my leggings and my panties before reaching the stairs: all my wobble my my fat literraly bounce off my clothes!!! I was brathing heavily has i reached the stairs. I grabbed the bar and waited to recover but my whole weight was putting so much pressure on my knees that i needed to go on and find a bench to recover!!

   I slowly and carefully place my foot on the next stair, and then push with all my strength with both my leg and my arms to climb the stair, and then i repeat the process. My knees are so burried in fat that bending them is limited. My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that i fear it will explode!! I'm now completely red, sweating profusely with a labored heavy breathing. A skinny girl passing by finally helped me to pass the stairs. She hold me as she can, and i can still remenber her hard skinny body pressed against my soft fat, like she was sinking into me!!! All those feelings put together made me extremely horny, thank god i was so much gasping for air that i was unable to moan!!

    It took me an awful lot of time to recover and finish my trip. My poor muscles hurt me during several days. Now i avoid leaving my appartment to the maximum, and when i'm forced to leave, i tried to be driven to handicaped spots!!