A Chance Encounter Some of you might remember me talking about this obeast and how it's the main reason that I don't work in veterinary anymore, and also how I found myself here on FPH. Today I had to go back to my hometown for an appointment, but was running almost an hour ahead of schedule, so I decided to walk around the mall. I was walking past some sort of temporary video game booth, and who do I see? My former hamager, reduced to inviting mall patrons to come play whatever game they were selling. I locked eyes with her and just smirked. I glanced to her enormous gut (she's definitely gotten fatter) and back to her eyes. She turned bright red and averted her gaze. Part of me really wanted to walk up and say something to her, but I decided against it. Just seeing that she got even fucking fatter (she has at least a grade 3 panniculus now that wasn't there before) was all the satisfaction I needed. I'm sure she recognized me, and saw that unlike her, I'm still the same size I was 5 years ago. Thin privilege is being able to shitlord people you hate just by existing.