My disgusting step grandfather, my sister's corruption, and how I became a shitlady. My step grandfather was a disgusting blob. He was covered in sweat all the time and was round in the middle like a giant beach ball. He always smelled like nasty rotting onions, and he'd be constantly burping. He was covered in skin tags on his chest. He had to take all kinds of medication and shots for his issues, but he wouldn't stop eating. My grandma was a hamplanet too, but not even close to his disgusting level. He would get checks from the government every month, and he'd blow it ALL on food. He'd have to use part of my grandma's too. They were very "poor" because of his gross eating habits. He needed special bars on his bed in order to stand up, and he needed a special lazyboy chair to lean back and watch TV. It smelled nasty and was saturated in grease and BO. His face was always greasy, including his gross mustache that was eclipsed by the blob's massive face. The hair on his head looked pathetic compared to the sheer mass of his head. He had to waddle everywhere, and he barely fit in a car properly. He had to drive across the street when my little sister and I wanted to go to the park. The park was right across the street. Him and my grandma DROVE THERE. Me and my sister had to spend a lot of time at their house because my mom was in school and my dad had to work. I was 10 or so when I really thought how disgusting they were, and how I was starting to develop some bad habits. I became a tiny shitlady and vowed to NEVER become anywhere near as disgusting as my step grandfather.  My little sister got corrupted and became a ham moon. I'm 18 now and she's 16. I was always at least a foot taller, but she always weighed a lot more than me. I've been shitlording her for the past year or two. When she'd make fun of me for being awkward, nerdy, or Autistic, I'd make fun of her for being fat. I may be pretty awkward and nerdy, but I still get a lot of attention for being pretty that she was jealous of. My current boyfriend is an attractive closet shitlord, and an all around amazing person. I think that, her own shame, and embarrassment around boys was enough to set her on the right path. She'd cry at first at the shitlord comebacks because she could dish but not take, but now it just makes her the kind of angry that gets stuff done. I'm happy to say that she is no longer an obeast, just overweight, and she's still shrinking. I hope it lasts, I've been telling her to keep it up because she's looking better and better. When I have kids one day, I will never leave them in the hands of fats. They are bad influences, and all around disgusting to be around. I remember being trapped in the hot car with my step grandfather's nasty stench, helpless to do anything because I was just a kid. I'd get massive headaches. I'm Autistic, so strong sensory stuff can affect me heavily. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. I hate fat people, and that's my basic shitlady origin story. I have stories to tell about my grandparents or hammy sister if anyone wants to hear.