Account Deleted By User The family got together for a birthday recently, and although I am not a fan of loud beered up parties and the like, I play the game, so attended with kids and wife. I haven't seen most of them in a while, certainly not altogether in the same place and fuck me, there's not one single human amongst them. Even the formerly hot as fuck auntie (not a blood relative for me so I can say that), has developed saddle bags and a bit of gut, though she could possibly just about pass as human with some industrial strength spanx. But jesus wept, this lass aside, I doubt there was a BMI under 30 in the room. Another of the younger femayos had adopted the tactic of cinching her dress under her tits (really just lard storage appendages) to give a vague hint of an inward curve in something like the right area. Nope, that's not where your waist is, try again. She's not even forty yet, and her body is already completely fucked. She always was a little chunky, but fucking hell, she looked like a bowling ball. It was a bit of a meat fest as the the barbie was out due to the unusually good weather we have been having, and I certainly overindulged, but in fairness it was all I ate that day and I didn't eat much the day after, but the amount of food consumed was huge. Could easily have fed twice as many people and there were four, yes four, birthday cakes which all got polished off along with several litres of soft drinks and copious amounts of alcohol.  At one stage, seating was a scarce resource,  so for triggering amusement value my daughter and I shared a dining table seat. It was a little snug with the two of us on it, but comfortable enough. No chance of anyone else there doing the same. The whole event though I just found disturbing. I fucking hate watching fat people eat. Ah well, I guess that's it for at least a year in any case. Back to my life on the fringes of happy ignorance.