Waiting for the train [Long story, TL;DR at the end] (Longtime lurker, and french, so pardon any mistakes.) I wrote this story almost a year ago (18/06/2015) for you Shitlords but never found the courage to post, after seeing a 600lbs "woman" on the subway monday, I can't stay silent anymore and am finally out as a shitlady on fph, enjoy :    Background : I'm a shy 19 yo girl. Living in France I never had to interact with hambeasts in the wild. I moved to a big city 2 years ago for my studies and my boyfriend stayed 150km away. So pretty much every week I took the  train to see him and my family.  This story happened when I ended up being 1h in advance at the train station.   Story : It was around 13h30, not a lot of people in the trainstation. I spot a free bench in front of the tracks, sit, and start waiting. But not for long. A moving red mass on my left catches my attention, but I realise the moving red mass was in fact an exhausted female obeast in her 30's, walddling towards me ! Towards me ? Oh no, the bench ! It was going to sit next to me ! At that thought I was half ready to run for my life and half excited, I was maybe going to witness fatlogic, as told by the great shitlords of FatPeopleHate. But my face stayed neutral, as I must not frighten it. It sat at the left extremity of the bench. There was space between us and being outside I couldn't smell the pile of sweat and rancid food it was. So far, I haven't made eye contact with it or looked at it in detail, trying to avoid getting killed, I was taller, from what I could tell, but being the "young and skinny bitch" I am, it could have tried to drown me in its rolls if I dared to look. Time passes and I'm still alive, but then, when my guard is down, it opens its mouth ... end of my short life, eaten by an  hambeast ! But nope, death would have been too kind, it asked me infos about its train, it's its first time taking it. Dunno that's not my train nor my job, but I'm still trying to help with a big fake smile on my face. This gave me the occasion to witness the beauty of this other species : Its greasy hair, made in a ponytail. Because no one notices that your hair has been unwashed for 7 days when it's in a ponytail, and bonus, hudge amount of dandruff, and to top it off she had dark hair.  Its face was, huh, greasy, and covered in hairs, eyebrows, mustache, sideburn. My partly italian genetics know that feel but damn take care of it ! Its body, a pile of rolls, huge legs, huge belly, not so huge tits, dressed in black. Because black is sliming. It was probably around 150cm (4'11), its feet couldn't touch the floor while sitting, and was at least 80kg (180lbs), but I'm bad at guessing. Then, the fatstupidity hit me hard. Now we are both waiting, when it starts "moving" around a lot and puffing. It "hates to wait and isn't patient". Sure, can't wait for those meals too.  It proceeds to talk about its life. It was in fact going to a job interview, wait ? A job interview ? Unwashed since God knows when ?! Turns out it was only 18 and dropped out of school.  I said I was 19 and a student, its eyes went wide open : "You look so much younger !"  Nope, I look 19, you look old. Then talking about our boyfriends.  Yes, it had one, for 2 years, AND, they were going to get married by the end of the month ... WTF ? At 18 ?! That's when the bomb drops : It wanted kids with him, HAD BEEN PREGNANT and LOST the baby AT BIRTH 4 months ago, "it was a high-risk pregnancy" ... Never told why but hammy said it probably lost the baby because :  "I did too much housework" And "I spent a lot of time angry at myself, telling me it's my fault, I know it's not, but I couldn't help it. Now I accepted it and I'm not sad anymore, I moved on." Well bitch ... Do you know how to make a high-risk pregnancy safer for the baby ?  By "Eating a healthy diet and maintaining proper weight" ... Of course he died ... and YOU did this, YOU killed him, you choose food over the life of your baby boy !!! I always was on the chubby side and hated my body (but never overweight by bmi) and the day I realised I would never be a healthy mom without losing weight and exercising (which I hated), I gave everything I had, and 3 years later I'm healthier than ever with a bmi of 20 and enjoying my workouts. So this was hard to take in. I almost cried. But the sky cleared up when it said they were trying for another but it wasn't working ... TL;DR: 18 y.o. obese "female" goes for a job interview unwashed. Is getting married, tried to reproduce, killed its baby.