I knew some beasts that found their prey when I was in college. They would hang out by themselves for most of the evening (probably carb-loading so they wouldn't run low later). Then at around 1 or 2am they'd head up to the frats and find some wasted dude that was too drunk to know that boning was a bad idea.  Gross.  One of them slopped all over me one night. Tried to hold my hand, but even its fingers were fat. Nearly-blackout drunk and with my eyes closed, there was still no ignoring the blubber.  So I ran away - literally. 100% chance of successful escape. I even got stopped by the campus cops. They figured I was up to no good. But I told them I was running from a fat girl, and they laughed and let me go.  tl;dr - summarized sex life of fat girls