Off-Topic Deathfat Encounters IRL - This thread is not your personal army.

Saw the fattest bitch I've ever seen on the bus. She spilled her watery folds all over a tiny corner seat, which somehow miraculously withstood the weight, and a nauseating off-sweet smell reminiscent of sweat and rotting garbage wafted towards me. I'm honestly convinced that fat fucks like that should be legally barred from public spaces if only just because of the smell. Being a lard blob doesn't exempt you from basic hygiene standards, you smell worse than literal homeless people.
Having the misfortune to be standing in the same vicinity as some fragrant deathfats, I now carry a perfumed face mask in my handbag.
 
Having the misfortune to be standing in the same vicinity as some fragrant deathfats, I now carry a perfumed face mask in my handbag.
Amazing how we clawed our way up the ladder of civilization with the help of sanitation, public health and societal responsibility, only for the nosegay to have to make a comeback.
 
I tried getting as many photos as I could. Apparently the doctor's offices in my area have removed most of the normal sized chairs and replaced them with benches. All though I wasn't able to snap a picture of this I think the person posted was probably the smallest person there. A doctors office full of fat pajama wearing hucows. Is what I saw
retard
 
Amazing how we clawed our way up the ladder of civilization with the help of sanitation, public health and societal responsibility, only for the nosegay to have to make a comeback.
I can't wait til the Chatelaine comes back and we get to laugh at trannies sporting chains festooned with xbox controllers, hentai figurines, and antique hunting knives.
 
I tried getting as many photos as I could. Apparently the doctor's offices in my area have removed most of the normal sized chairs and replaced them with benches. All though I wasn't able to snap a picture of this I think the person posted was probably the smallest person there. A doctors office full of fat pajama wearing hucows. Is what I saw
....k, what did they do that was funny?
Look at all the posts, usually rhere's something lol worthy. Example: I was losing my god damn mind at a fat who pulled a candy bar from his fatroll like a cartoon.

Being fat by itself isn't really interesting.
 
Best I could do almost got in trouble taking a photo Safari the doctor's office now has chairs big enough for three people

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She's not even that big by deathfat standards. Don't get me wrong, she is a deathfat, but she's not Amberlynn/Chantal/Anna/Polissa-level deathfat.
 
JFC. Big huge fat people exist.
That’s not an interesting fact and unless they have that deathfat attitude leave them the fuck alone. I’m sure all of us know some humongous person who is absolutely lovely. I’d hate to think of one of them being photographed while minding their own business.
 
JFC. Big huge fat people exist.
That’s not an interesting fact and unless they have that deathfat attitude leave them the fuck alone. I’m sure all of us know some humongous person who is absolutely lovely. I’d hate to think of one of them being photographed while minding their own business.
This. Pointing a finger at fleshboulders for existing is six year old behavior. When they're stuffing their face with Cheetos at the doctor's office or bellowing for retail slaves to serve them, that's mockable.
 
This. Pointing a finger at fleshboulders for existing is six year old behavior. When they're stuffing their face with Cheetos at the doctor's office or bellowing for retail slaves to serve them, that's mockable.
You just reminded me of something.
Last year, a student of mine. So shy and self conscious she spoke four times during the whole semester, despite her being in a genuinely welcoming and open environment. She wasn't quite deathfat, but considering her age and apparent weight, well on her way to becoming one.
One time in class, while I was explaining something she just pulled out a family size bag of Cheetos and started chowing down. Loudly. For around 30 minutes. It was making the people next to her visibly uncomfortable and upset, but she didn't seem to mind or notice.
I have no idea how someone so seemingly shy and self-conscious could do such a stunt. Was she so badly in need of a fix of Cheetos to throw out her whole personality for half an hour?
Some things are best left a mystery.
 
I have no idea how someone so seemingly shy and self-conscious could do such a stunt. Was she so badly in need of a fix of Cheetos to throw out her whole personality for half an hour?
Yes. Self-conditioned stimulus needs and blood sugar swings are immense motivators. Addiction is real, it's why you find smack addicts dead white and unresponsive in the middle of a bustling parking lot at high noon.
 
Saw a deathfat while grocery shopping. He was stocking the cooler. At least 400lbs if not more.

Got near him to grab some shredded cheese and he smelt like takis and c4 energy drink. Passed by that area later and saw him standing there stocking munching on some corndogs. had two in one hand and the other was putting stuff in the cooler.

Makes me wonder if he just carries corndogs around in his pockets.
 
Also had a store deathfat experience while out with my girl. I was trying to amuse her/get her attention and started dancing (less than sexily, but enthusiastically) and danced backwards into a silent, motorized deathfat, and let me tell you: She was mad I stepped on her, sullying her finest matching sweatpants. She wasn't the biggest, probably 350, but she had that weird distinct slack from a total lack of muscle.

I am NOT saying I am totally innocent, but she ranted at me way too long. How many times do I have to apologize? I said I was sorry six times before I finally got mad as she was yelling and complaining before I said, "I'm walking away, because I still can!"

My girl has volunteered to do all shopping alone for the foreseeable future.
 
My niece. Didn’t know about her until the last year and a half. Turns out my shitty brother in law had a teenage indiscretion, the mom got pregnant at 17 and never told him.

And damn, it’s sad because, let’s call her A, grew up very poor as a result. Stayed with my spouse and I for nearly a week, saw some sights as she’s barely been able to afford to leave her home state.

Was small fat until a year ago, hurt her back at a store stocking job, now a 26/3XL because she can’t be as active and it’s obviously shitty to lose your job and apartment and move back with mom due to injury.


Couple of annoying things in common with others in this thread: don’t know if it’s lack of GAF or ability to really deeply clean, but her clothes and bags have a weird damp smell.

I’ll credit A for not complaining about the fact we don’t drink soda or sweetened beverages at home (except in small amounts as alcohol mixers), but we went out with a larger group as a family to a favorite restaurant and she must have had four full sugar sodas in two hours! I’ve had a lot of dental problems and have lost weight before from my highest, so it made me wince and feel disgusted about all that sugar.

Also went to a place that mostly serves alcohol but has somewhat expensive tapas style food too. Had to get another dish more than we usually would get because she was still hungry and wouldn’t/couldn’t wait for something else at home.

She also really likes shopping, just has a lot of thrifts stuff. Like a cheap Anna O’Brien.

I think a lot of people growing up in my IL’s family don’t have much chance. Not a lot of money, so they use EBT. Fine, I’m on board with helping people. But they have often eaten badly, so it’s what they’re used to. Also, it’s harder to store fresh stuff, or so they think. Spouse actually got yelled at for buying fresh produce as a teen, because it would go bad too fast and wasn’t what people were used to, so stick with processed stuff. Ofc turned it around now, we’re really crunchy.


I’m just sad. A is a genuine, sweet, and caring young woman in her 20s who’s had a shit hand. Doesn’t have the entitlement and aggression of some of those here with their own threads. We like a lot of the same nerd and true crime shit, and she’s fun to talk to, super good and helpful with our elderly and sometimes grumpy cat. Wants to retrain as a vet tech.

I really do want to do what I can, and explained she can get a better wage, better living conditions, and be able to actually have insurance in our very blue state (her red state didn’t take the Medicaid expansion to spite Obama). PL but based on my spouse, she’d also do better to get away from the dramatic, toxic, and fat family.

But I DON’T want to live with her, because the habits that lead to weight are a bit gross as someone seeing it from having changed myself, and I’m also worried she would get herself into situations where she’d need bailing out. Not able to do that.


Again, it’s sad. My state isn’t the skinniest, but we are good at keeping up with exercise. Even if A only got back down to small fat, there are lots of those here. Not ideal, but my state and similar tend to be the “healthy fat” stats that mess up studies, because over half of people exercise regularly, a smaller percentage at least do some purposeful exercise every week/month, and we have good medical systems. Lots of weekend warriors and somewhat bigger people still doing fun stuff, and I notice at that lower end, we do tend to have older and healthier chubby people.

Ofc don’t do high impact stuff and wreck joints, but fucking moving and losing a comparatively small amount of weight staves the worst off surprisingly well.

I hope A will visit again when we receive our weekly agricultural share box. Fresh, local produce really makes a difference vs. canned or frozen and has really got me liking it more.
 
Doesn’t have the entitlement and aggression of some of those here with their own threads.
If she's escaped the white trash lifestyle without any personality disorders or a sense of entitlement, she really has a chance. I've seen people do it. Praying for her. 🙏
 
I have no idea how someone so seemingly shy and self-conscious could do such a stunt. Was she so badly in need of a fix of Cheetos to throw out her whole personality for half an hour?

Yes. Self-conditioned stimulus needs and blood sugar swings are immense motivators. Addiction is real, it's why you find smack addicts dead white and unresponsive in the middle of a bustling parking lot at high noon.
When I was in university a lot of people (not always deathfats) would come to class with their breakfast or lunch or an afternoon snack in tow, usually a bagel or a crunchy fruit/vegetable, or some chips. I think a lot of them genuinely did not realize how loud/obnoxious they were while eating, explains why a self-conscious or shy person will mow down snacks in a lecture. On the other hand like @Tiresome said it's also possible she didn't care enough about how other people perceived her to not get her fix.
 
When I was in university a lot of people (not always deathfats) would come to class with their breakfast or lunch or an afternoon snack in tow, usually a bagel or a crunchy fruit/vegetable, or some chips. I think a lot of them genuinely did not realize how loud/obnoxious they were while eating, explains why a self-conscious or shy person will mow down snacks in a lecture. On the other hand like @Tiresome said it's also possible she didn't care enough about how other people perceived her to not get her fix.
unrelated tangent, but "quiet" doesn't always mean "shy"
a person not being loud or communicative doesn't necessarily indicate they're insecure or wanna avoid being noticed
 
I don't think I've posted in this thread yet, but I see deathfats semi frequently at my place of work. Every single day I will see at least one 400-pounder, it's just a matter of when. I remember one day I saw one that I'll never forget.

It was at least five years ago and admittedly I've tried to repress the memory because it was disgusting, but I was stopped by a woman asking me for help with something. I don't remember a lot about the encounter aside from the way she looked. She was extremely fat, she was old with thinning hair, had to use a walker, and like all deathfats, was wearing some frumpy XXXXXXL sweatpants and a circus tent for a shirt. But her ear was something out of a nightmare. On one side of her head, her entire ear as well as the skin surrounding her ear for about two inches all around was totally fucked up with some kind of disgusting dermatitis or eczema. It was yellowed and scaly in some areas, some areas were puffy, red, and the skin had the texture of a fucking orange peel, with all of it covered in flaking dead skin which seemed to snow off her cheek and onto her shoulder occasionally. It was all inside her ear as well as outside. I just tried to hurry it up so I could get away from her sooner.

These days, I absolutely fucking despise deathfats or any obese people coming into my place of work. Every time they use the restroom, it smells like something fucking died in there. I am not exaggerating. The smell is putrid. Reeks of deathfat body odor stink, fetid days-old sweat, unwashed ass, literal shit, and fucking stomach bile. I'm not mature enough to be super kind to them nor do I really care to when they come in and fuck up the place I have to spend 40+ hours a week at. And then it's on us to clean up after their disgusting mess, too. These fat fucks have no consideration for how their choices and/or their lives affect other people, they simply don't care and/or have no self-awareness. I've noticed the level of entitlement has been getting worse and worse. A lot of times, they won't even bother to wheeze out a "thank you" for anything because you're "just doing your job." It's getting really ridiculous recently so I'm MATI.
 
If you’ll permit a little sperging, think the sheer prevalence of deathfats combined with most planes being built in the 1970s is a toxic combination that causes and worsens a lot of air rage and problems for people with disabilities when they fly.

Having to be constantly touched because a) people don’t fit, and b) there aren’t a lot of rules or enforcement of said fitting in seats, is a nightmare for a lot of people with real mental or physical health issues.

But fat acceptance doesn’t care. I mean, fuck your consent to being touched if you’ve been traumatized, and fuck your space if you need it for a service animal or medical device, right?

I’d like to see some disability activism around this, but leave out the fat.
 
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