The Slaton Sisters / Amy Slaton & Tammy Slaton - The 1000 Pound Sisters

Are they virgins? Like...physically....how can they even...?

Well if this HIGHLY NSFL result of some one like the slattons is any indication some people will bone anything:
WARNING: do not read if you are eating, have heart problems, are easily disgusted, or are otherwise unable to handle disgusting things.

EDIT: No, my username is not relevant and it isn't a throwaway. Just ironic. I was laid up after delivering my (alive, very healthy) daughter when I created this username. Deer urine is used in hunting to keep the deer from smelling you. Doe in heat urine will also attract bucks.

Super morbidly obese patient was brought in complaining of sever abdominal and vaginal pain and high fever.

Doctor began palpating her abdomen and felt a mass in the lower right quadrant. She was too massive to fit in the ultrasound rooms, so they had to do everything there in the ER. The tech tried to do a regular ultrasound, but it wouldn't penetrate the 700lbs (literally) of fat. So she decided she would have to do a transvaginal ultrasound.

The doctor and about 30 nurses lift this tub of lard onto a table and somehow get her into stirupps. This was disgusting enough. Did I mention she was a landed whale? The tech started moving the folds of her thighs and her panniculus out of the way. One nursing student on each side to hold thigh flaps and one to hold stomach flab. I was the unlucky fucker charged with handing her tools. The doctor had left the room, of course. He told us to just holler when we figured out wtf was going on.

So we're yanking on this woman's fat rolls and finally, finally manage to start getting her vagina exposed. Oh. My. God. The smell. This is the most horrifying thing I've ever been exposed to before or since.

Now, I worked for a flower shop growing up. I've been to funeral homes. I've seen bodies in all states of decay. I've hunted. I've fished. My grandparents owned cattle, poultry, and pigs.I've rubbed deer urine all over my face. I would roll in cow shit before I went through this again.

Her inner thighs and the opening of her vagina were weeping this blackish-brown, thick, fluid. My classmates on either side of her promptly started gagging into their masks. The tech started screaming for me to run and get the peppermint oil. I dove across the theatre for the bottle, ran back, and drenched all our masks in the oil. Once we could all breathe again the tech told me to run for the doctor, that this was an emergency.

Ooook. I still have no idea what's going on. I can't see past the mountains of fat and the tech, but I do as I'm told. When I finally return with the doctor, my fellow nursing students were all huddled in the corner with the tech, who looked like she had aged 20 years in the 10 minutes it took me to come back with the doctor.

The doctor walked over and started asking the tech what the hell was going on. Keep in mind this fat tub of lard is still in the background screeching about how she wants to get down, and she's hungry, and when are we letting her go home. Somehow, somewhere this woman had found a man desperate enough to fuck her.

The mass in her abdomen? Was the remnants of a placenta. Her body had started rejecting the pregnancy, but because she was so overweight, she never knew she was pregnant, and never realized she was miscarrying. The baby had begun rotting inside her vaginal cavity and the placenta was just floating detached in her uterus.

They had to take her in for emergency surgery, scrape the remnants of the baby and the placenta out of her body and put her on iv antibiotics. I know she spent at least a week in the hospital. Past that I don't want to know and pray I never find out.

So that's my horror story of why I wimped out of nursing school in one day.

Tl;Dr - super fat lady has baby die in vagina. Smell makes everyone in the theatre want to die and makes me reevaluate my entire life.

Source.
 
Well if this HIGHLY NSFL result of some one like the slattons is any indication some people will bone anything:
WARNING: do not read if you are eating, have heart problems, are easily disgusted, or are otherwise unable to handle disgusting things.

EDIT: No, my username is not relevant and it isn't a throwaway. Just ironic. I was laid up after delivering my (alive, very healthy) daughter when I created this username. Deer urine is used in hunting to keep the deer from smelling you. Doe in heat urine will also attract bucks.

Super morbidly obese patient was brought in complaining of sever abdominal and vaginal pain and high fever.

Doctor began palpating her abdomen and felt a mass in the lower right quadrant. She was too massive to fit in the ultrasound rooms, so they had to do everything there in the ER. The tech tried to do a regular ultrasound, but it wouldn't penetrate the 700lbs (literally) of fat. So she decided she would have to do a transvaginal ultrasound.

The doctor and about 30 nurses lift this tub of lard onto a table and somehow get her into stirupps. This was disgusting enough. Did I mention she was a landed whale? The tech started moving the folds of her thighs and her panniculus out of the way. One nursing student on each side to hold thigh flaps and one to hold stomach flab. I was the unlucky fucker charged with handing her tools. The doctor had left the room, of course. He told us to just holler when we figured out wtf was going on.

So we're yanking on this woman's fat rolls and finally, finally manage to start getting her vagina exposed. Oh. My. God. The smell. This is the most horrifying thing I've ever been exposed to before or since.

Now, I worked for a flower shop growing up. I've been to funeral homes. I've seen bodies in all states of decay. I've hunted. I've fished. My grandparents owned cattle, poultry, and pigs.I've rubbed deer urine all over my face. I would roll in cow shit before I went through this again.

Her inner thighs and the opening of her vagina were weeping this blackish-brown, thick, fluid. My classmates on either side of her promptly started gagging into their masks. The tech started screaming for me to run and get the peppermint oil. I dove across the theatre for the bottle, ran back, and drenched all our masks in the oil. Once we could all breathe again the tech told me to run for the doctor, that this was an emergency.

Ooook. I still have no idea what's going on. I can't see past the mountains of fat and the tech, but I do as I'm told. When I finally return with the doctor, my fellow nursing students were all huddled in the corner with the tech, who looked like she had aged 20 years in the 10 minutes it took me to come back with the doctor.

The doctor walked over and started asking the tech what the hell was going on. Keep in mind this fat tub of lard is still in the background screeching about how she wants to get down, and she's hungry, and when are we letting her go home. Somehow, somewhere this woman had found a man desperate enough to fuck her.

The mass in her abdomen? Was the remnants of a placenta. Her body had started rejecting the pregnancy, but because she was so overweight, she never knew she was pregnant, and never realized she was miscarrying. The baby had begun rotting inside her vaginal cavity and the placenta was just floating detached in her uterus.

They had to take her in for emergency surgery, scrape the remnants of the baby and the placenta out of her body and put her on iv antibiotics. I know she spent at least a week in the hospital. Past that I don't want to know and pray I never find out.

So that's my horror story of why I wimped out of nursing school in one day.

Tl;Dr - super fat lady has baby die in vagina. Smell makes everyone in the theatre want to die and makes me reevaluate my entire life.

Source.
That is terrifying, you are a brave person. :cryblood:
But for real, how did she undergo surgery? If she's so fat she couldn't even tell that she was pregnant, there is no way they could've put her under anesthesia.
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Well if this HIGHLY NSFL result of some one like the slattons is any indication some people will bone anything:
I have my doubts about it's authenticity because I don't see how if it took all those people to even get to the vagina that somebody was able to fuck her. Sorry.

Also I'm not saying someone wouldn't want to fuck them, or get off to their photos. Just browsing around DeviantArt proves that much. But after a certain point it's not going to be physically possible. The Slaton sisters may or may not be at that point yet, but if they're not they'd be really difficult to fuck.
 
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Someone asked, "was there ever a time they weren't overweight?' Someone else said, "Maybe at birth?" And that may be true. Or they may have been born overweight, as hard as that is to accomplish.

This is a cautionary warning to anyone who has or is planning to have a baby: Fat babies are not healthy. Every single fat cell ever grown remains even if weight is lost and the cells shrink. A fat baby has a head start on becoming a fat child, a fat adolescent, a fat adult.
 
Sounds very similar to this story.

It's more disgusting because this one actually reads like it was written by a nurse and includes all sorts of horrible little details to make it actually believable.

It is not for the faint of heart.
Ah, one of my favorites. Pro click.

Related, does anyone have the Dorito story? It may have been from Something Awful.
 
Ah, one of my favorites. Pro click.

Related, does anyone have the Dorito story? It may have been from Something Awful.
This actually happened to a lady who is a close family friend.

At one point, she worked at a convalescent home; not just for old people either. It was for folks who were a little nuts and couldn’t take care of themselves. One lady there has this disorder. She thinks EVERYTHING is food, as in she’d eat her dinner and then start trying to eat the napkins.

As you can guess, she ended up morbidly obese. She was too fat for the showers, so they had to take her out back and hose her down like an elephant. Since she was so fat, she had a lot of rolls, and they couldn’t get everywhere. Now, one day the family friend is making her rounds of the complex, and was stopped by this dude in a wheelchair. He mumbles something at her. “Bitch stole my Doritos…” “What?” “That fat lady stole my Doritos and SHE WON’T GIVE ‘EM BACK!” “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll get your chips back for you.”

She goes into the fat lady’s room. She’s in their with the chips and nothing else. Buck naked, with her legs spread. There’s this thick almost gelatinous discharge in the fat lady’s vagina. And she’s dipping the chips. And eating it. With that cheese drip on pizza stretch effect. She apparently had this big smile as it dripped down her chin.
 
This actually happened to a lady who is a close family friend.

At one point, she worked at a convalescent home; not just for old people either. It was for folks who were a little nuts and couldn’t take care of themselves. One lady there has this disorder. She thinks EVERYTHING is food, as in she’d eat her dinner and then start trying to eat the napkins.

As you can guess, she ended up morbidly obese. She was too fat for the showers, so they had to take her out back and hose her down like an elephant. Since she was so fat, she had a lot of rolls, and they couldn’t get everywhere. Now, one day the family friend is making her rounds of the complex, and was stopped by this dude in a wheelchair. He mumbles something at her. “Bitch stole my Doritos…” “What?” “That fat lady stole my Doritos and SHE WON’T GIVE ‘EM BACK!” “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll get your chips back for you.”

She goes into the fat lady’s room. She’s in their with the chips and nothing else. Buck naked, with her legs spread. There’s this thick almost gelatinous discharge in the fat lady’s vagina. And she’s dipping the chips. And eating it. With that cheese drip on pizza stretch effect. She apparently had this big smile as it dripped down her chin.
Nothing quite like homemade dip, I guess.
 
This actually happened to a lady who is a close family friend.

At one point, she worked at a convalescent home; not just for old people either. It was for folks who were a little nuts and couldn’t take care of themselves. One lady there has this disorder. She thinks EVERYTHING is food, as in she’d eat her dinner and then start trying to eat the napkins.

As you can guess, she ended up morbidly obese. She was too fat for the showers, so they had to take her out back and hose her down like an elephant. Since she was so fat, she had a lot of rolls, and they couldn’t get everywhere. Now, one day the family friend is making her rounds of the complex, and was stopped by this dude in a wheelchair. He mumbles something at her. “Bitch stole my Doritos…” “What?” “That fat lady stole my Doritos and SHE WON’T GIVE ‘EM BACK!” “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll get your chips back for you.”

She goes into the fat lady’s room. She’s in their with the chips and nothing else. Buck naked, with her legs spread. There’s this thick almost gelatinous discharge in the fat lady’s vagina. And she’s dipping the chips. And eating it. With that cheese drip on pizza stretch effect. She apparently had this big smile as it dripped down her chin.
W... what? :heart-empty:
 
This actually happened to a lady who is a close family friend.

At one point, she worked at a convalescent home; not just for old people either. It was for folks who were a little nuts and couldn’t take care of themselves. One lady there has this disorder. She thinks EVERYTHING is food, as in she’d eat her dinner and then start trying to eat the napkins.

As you can guess, she ended up morbidly obese. She was too fat for the showers, so they had to take her out back and hose her down like an elephant. Since she was so fat, she had a lot of rolls, and they couldn’t get everywhere. Now, one day the family friend is making her rounds of the complex, and was stopped by this dude in a wheelchair. He mumbles something at her. “Bitch stole my Doritos…” “What?” “That fat lady stole my Doritos and SHE WON’T GIVE ‘EM BACK!” “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll get your chips back for you.”

She goes into the fat lady’s room. She’s in their with the chips and nothing else. Buck naked, with her legs spread. There’s this thick almost gelatinous discharge in the fat lady’s vagina. And she’s dipping the chips. And eating it. With that cheese drip on pizza stretch effect. She apparently had this big smile as it dripped down her chin.

NO. NO. JUST FUCKING NO.
 
I call bs.

The disorder she has basically makes you gobble everything; I doubt she would have the understanding to dip a chip in something. I could see her straight up just eating her excretions, but dipping takes some forethought and understanding of basic food-eating behavior that this disorder doesn't allow.
 
This actually happened to a lady who is a close family friend.

At one point, she worked at a convalescent home; not just for old people either. It was for folks who were a little nuts and couldn’t take care of themselves. One lady there has this disorder. She thinks EVERYTHING is food, as in she’d eat her dinner and then start trying to eat the napkins.

As you can guess, she ended up morbidly obese. She was too fat for the showers, so they had to take her out back and hose her down like an elephant. Since she was so fat, she had a lot of rolls, and they couldn’t get everywhere. Now, one day the family friend is making her rounds of the complex, and was stopped by this dude in a wheelchair. He mumbles something at her. “Bitch stole my Doritos…” “What?” “That fat lady stole my Doritos and SHE WON’T GIVE ‘EM BACK!” “Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll get your chips back for you.”

She goes into the fat lady’s room. She’s in their with the chips and nothing else. Buck naked, with her legs spread. There’s this thick almost gelatinous discharge in the fat lady’s vagina. And she’s dipping the chips. And eating it. With that cheese drip on pizza stretch effect. She apparently had this big smile as it dripped down her chin.

I have never met you or indeed, even interacted with you on this forum (as far as I can remember anyway) but I feel I must state that after reading this, I bear you a considerable amount of ill will. I shall doubtless continue to do so for some time to come. I also feel a large degree of resentment towards my conviction that I have a strong stomach and mental strength, which ultimately led me to open that spoiler link and read the information hidden within it. At this point in time I am feeling alternating desires to prepare and consume my usual evening meal, followed by considerably strong waves of nausea and a conviction that I shall never again wish to partake of solid nourishment.

In conclusion, user @Bugaboo, I must regretfully and forcibly decline to read any future censored posts that you author in the future. Thank you and good evening.
 
I have never met you or indeed, even interacted with you on this forum (as far as I can remember anyway) but I feel I must state that after reading this, I bear you a considerable amount of ill will. I shall doubtless continue to do so for some time to come. I also feel a large degree of resentment towards my conviction that I have a strong stomach and mental strength, which ultimately led me to open that spoiler link and read the information hidden within it. At this point in time I am feeling alternating desires to prepare and consume my usual evening meal, followed by considerably strong waves of nausea and a conviction that I shall never again wish to partake of solid nourishment.

In conclusion, user @Bugaboo, I must regretfully and forcibly decline to read any future censored posts that you author in the future. Thank you and good evening.
That's probably for the best because most of my spoiled posts contain giant pictures of spiders

Also, even if the story isn't real it's still a hell of a thought to think about with your brain
 
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That's probably for the best because most of my spoiled posts contain giant pictures of spiders

Also, even if the story isn't real it's still a hell of a thought to think about with your brain

I'm good with spiders. Just no more medical stories, for the love of god.
 
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