Tik Tok the Deathfat Bus Driver Beetus Pee Breaks Many moons ago ^teehee, I worked in a school. My room had a bathroom and was very close to where the buses dropped off the kids. This is important.  Anyway, 100% of the bus drivers were morbidly obese, but at least one of them was almost as wide as she was tall. She was a massive, round planet. She was the "solid" kind of deathfat, where they are a big ball, rather than that kind of deathfat that has multiple rolls that swing around. She had to walk with her legs stiff, I think if she bent her knees they would have collapsed. Kind of like Tik Tok of Oz. Thus, I will call her Tik Tok. She could get in and out of her bus because she was so big that the sides of the bus entrance, where the stairs were, squished against her enormous girth and helped support her gross tonnage. Like the mythical Tik Tok, Deathfat Tik Tok had to be wound up daily. Her wind up juice came in a large styrofoam container, filled with sugary beetus. She said had to drink this because of the enormous amount of pee that her failing kidneys produced. Basically whatever went in, had to come out, and she was thirsty all the time. Ever seen fats that swill two 2 liters of Coke a day? I always wonder if their kidneys are on the sacrificial alter to The Beetus. Tik Tok's kidneys were already pretty far gone. A long time ago, another person I worked with explained to me that it was the type 2 beetus that had taken her kidneys. Every day, after Tik Tok would stop her school bus, she'd wedge herself out of her bus and waddle as quickly as she could through the back entrance of the school, into my classroom, and into my kids' toilet. A toilet sized for kindergarten children. To punish it. With her ass. She was really short, so probably about 500 pounds given her rotund shape, I'm guessing. The toilet was probably at least 50 years old and had not been designed for this type of weight, but it had clearly come from a bygone era when things were made to last because it never gave up.  It didn't matter how many children or adults were in the classroom, and she never asked permission, just one day she found out there was a bathroom in there, somehow, and she began her daily ritual of eliminating the massive amount of waste that her kidneys let through each morning. The gasping sounds she made as she entered each day were alarming.  Imagine if Simply Sara were to have just run ten yards. Magnify the gasps. Add huge sweat drops coming out on her forehead. She's often carrying the "wind up juice." Afterwards, she'd exit, proclaiming what a relief it was. I'm sure the cake was worth it.  I can't imagine the pain she must have been feeling in her bladder each day to go through the effort of disembarking, getting to my classroom with all that gasping and sweating, then getting back to her bus. But really, I'm sure the candy was worth it.  She most likely would have been fired from her bus driving job if it had ever been found out that she was leaving her bus daily, at least once, for pee breaks. I recall that there were times when other people had to watch the kids on her bus during her "break." This is why she couldn't go to any other bathroom in the school, she had to use the one in my room because it was the closest and also was by the back entrance. HAES.