21 F4A Stoned Fatty

You all know my story. In high school, I was thin, pretty and popular. I would definitely say I hung out with the most popular kids at school. My face was trim and pretty. My tits were firm and perky, a little small but still pretty nice. My stomach was flat and thin and tapered into my waist. My thighs were slim and trim. My ass was a perfect round bubble butt that looked amazing in my yoga pants.

Then, I went to college and discovered weed. And oh boy is it amazing. I love to come home after a long stressful day, smoke a joint or a bowl and relax. Inevitably, with smoking comes the hunger of the munchies. I have enjoyed my fair share of trips to Chipotle, McDonalds, you name it. Also, my snacking has increased quite a bit. As you can imagine my weight has increased.

My face is so round and soft complete with a double chin. My tits have remained small but have started to droop a bit. My stomach is so soft and round now. It just hangs over all my pants and panties, a cute little muffin top. My belly button looks like a don’t. My love handles have expanded outward and jiggle with the slightest touch. Above my love handles rest my soft back rolls. Moving to my hips, they have expanded outward. My thighs are huge and soft and rub together like two sacks of pudding. And my ass is huge and wide and sags down onto my thighs. I’ve become a full on chubby girl.

So what do I want? I want to be humiliated and fat shamed about my recent weight gain. Specifically, I want to incorporate my smoking habits into a role play, you know the weak soft flabby stoner girl. It’s so easy to make me cry about my weight when I’m high. I’ve also included some other prompts as well and would love to explore your own ideas.

Greek life hazing. I’d like to be part of the rush process. Subjected to the harsh humiliation of the sorority and fraternity members.

Personal trainer. I’ve finally decided to do something about my weight and I’ve hired the meanest, most cruel personal trainer to humiliate me and to whip me into shape.

A dystopian world where fat girls like me are subjected to weigh-ins, imprisonment, and humiliation for our weight.