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

[Fetish Roulette]

I've only ever personally seen one deathfat. I usually sit in the same pew each Sunday at my church, and sometimes I'll see the deathfat in front of me. If I had to guess, she's around 350 pounds, despite being what I might generously describe as 5 and 1/2 feet. Besides her morbid obesity, she has a couple of other distinguishing features. She has multiple hairclips scattered all around her head, which has the effect of pulling small bits of her hair into multiple ponytails all around her head, and creating bald spots where the hair would be if she didn't have the clips. She also frequently brings her son to the service, who seems to have some kind of developmental disorder. Between the son staring at me from the pew in front of me and the patchwork quilt of her hair (it's disturbing in a way that text doesn't do justice to), I've been considering switching pews or even churches.

 

[TrainWreckSpotter]

My first encounter with a deathfat was, ironically, the school nurse at my elementary school. Nice lady, but at least 300 pounds. It amazes me how many medical professionals (especially nurses, techs, and aids) are overweight/obese.

 

[eternal dog mongler]

My first encounter with a deathfat was, ironically, the school nurse at my elementary school. Nice lady, but at least 300 pounds. It amazes me how many medical professionals (especially nurses, techs, and aids) are overweight/obese.

Stress and shift work. I know so many morbidly obese chain-smoking nurses and I don't even bother them about it. They know their behaviors aren't healthy.

There's this fun pipeline working overnights in a low-acuity unit like med/surg, which is where most new nursing grads start out. Not a whole lot to do except smoke cigarettes and eat to pass the time. That's how it begins.

 

[Glitterz my spirit animal]

I really really wish i could share my worst death fat encounter without giving more information about myself than I’m comfortable sharing.
That being said, this deathfat is a dead ringer (I mean almost identical) for Kelly Lenza. And if that isn’t enough: “they” are also non binary, disabled, asexual, trans, and to top it all off, they are indigenous. So imagine KL but with indigenous blood. And this deathfat is fucking miserable. They insisted on not being called a person with a disability but instead a disabled person because their disability was part of their identity. The disability was being unable to walk with out pain because deathfat.
Anyone who, even accidentally used an incorrect pronoun or used the term First Nations or Indian was reported to HR.

 

[FarmerKhourtney]

I live in California and in my particular area I’d say it’s very uncommon to see them, but when I have, it’s always been in a Walmart. No joke

I have known two people who had WLS. One who is a beloved family friend, and she’s kept that weight off for over a decade at least

The other made a huge deal about having surgery and then got pregnant against medical advice and has now gained it all back and more. Pretty obviously has completely stretched the stomach again

 

[lurk_moar]

Hospital lab tech here. The obesity epidemic seems to grow out of proportion in poor and rural areas.

I had a patient who was Hamber's size. I could barely tie the tourniquet around her arm. The tourniquet popped right off, and I still got all of the blood that I needed.

Another fat fuck who was totes afraid of needles was in the ER twice this year for chest pain. He is having chest pains for a reason.

My third fat fuck was an obese elderly gentleman who recently left the hospital and then had a massive heart attack at home. Watching the CPR machine jiggle his 200 pounds of stomach fat was so gross.

Seeing fat fucks for a living and seeing their horrid diet as a Wally World cashier did not inspire me to lose weight, but seeing fat fucks along with the complete picture of their lab results and health issues made me lose twenty-five percent (and counting) of my body weight.

Remember, kiddies, fatlogic is poison, and stay the furthest away from those fat activists.

 

[TrainWreckSpotter]

Remember, kiddies, fatlogic is poison, and stay the furthest away from those fat activists.

What bothers me the most about a lot of Fat Acceptance activists is that they think people who want to be healthy and fit are only doing it to directly shame THEM. Kelly Lenza dropped (and doxed) her therapist over their decision to get WLS. So these people want others to accept them, but are unwilling to reciprocate.

 

[booklover]

I live in California and in my particular area I’d say it’s very uncommon to see them, but when I have, it’s always been in a Walmart. No joke

I have known two people who had WLS. One who is a beloved family friend, and she’s kept that weight off for over a decade at least

The other made a huge deal about having surgery and then got pregnant against medical advice and has now gained it all back and more. Pretty obviously has completely stretched the stomach again

Kind of funny that you're talking about WLS, with your avatar!

Anyway, I once worked at a hospital that did bariatric surgery, and most of the patients were in the 250-350 pound range. I've known several people personally who have undergone different procedures, some successful and others not, and that surgeon often refused to operate on patients even if the insurance approved it (and the most common reason they were rejected was because of the psych evaluation).

 

[NobleGreyHorse]

I went to university with a guy who was 400 pounds. He carried it as well as you could, but was only about 5'10". I had a writing class with him, and he had a science fiction story that got a very kindly delivered but pretty pointed critique by the instructor. He didn't take it well. I saw him later at graduation and gave him a hug, or more so he gave me one.

Fast forward about 15 years and I encountered him again, living in a totally different city, and actually having had some modest success with roleplaying game design (unlike the Farms' buddy Jake Alley). He'd been married and divorced, but stayed genuine friends with his ex, which is pretty rare. At some point, he'd also had bariatric surgery... and eaten/drunk his way back to 400 pounds.

I lost touch with him for a while and heard he'd actually gone through Alcoholics Anonymous, so maybe he's lost some of the beer calories -- who knows? Of course that would leave him with saggy skin, but he already had the huge scar from surgery (this was just before Dr. Now-style keyhole surgery became a widespread thing, no pun intended), so he could probably handle that. I have no idea if he's sized down at all or if he's still grizzly weight.

Weirdly, unlike a lot of deathfats mentioned ITT, he didn't smell bad. He must really have kept after his hygiene, both in uni and later in life. I even hung out with him during the summer in a notoriously hot city -- still no stank.

 

[Annie Adderall]

I will share my first experience with a deathfat. I was five, and my family and I were on vacation and enjoying a Christmas market by a British Garrison. (This is foreshadowing.) I remember seeing the fattest woman I'd ever seen in a motorized wheelchair. I just stared. I couldn't look away. She was fucking wasted and talking loudly to her family in English while the local folk tried not to gape at the drunken anglo whales. My family got in line for cocoa, and the loud British family got behind us.

Mrs. XXXXXXXXL scooted up a bit too much, and my scarf that was trailing on the ground got caught in her wheel. My dad saved me and picked me up. Then he set me back down as the British family apologized. The line moved up again, and she ran into my dad—more drunken apologies. The next time the line moved, she tried to run over me. My dad picked me up again. The British family drunkenly apologized again. At that point, my mom had us leave, and my dad got screamed at for many hours for putting me down.

Is it still a DUI if it involves a scooty puff?

TLDR; Annie Adderall nearly died—death by drunken deathfat. There was no cocoa.

 

[Gone Ham]

I will share my first experience with a deathfat. I was five, and my family and I were on vacation and enjoying a Christmas market by a British Garrison. (This is foreshadowing.) I remember seeing the fattest woman I'd ever seen in a motorized wheelchair. I just stared. I couldn't look away. She was fucking wasted and talking loudly to her family in English while the local folk tried not to gape at the drunken anglo whales. My family got in line for cocoa, and the loud British family got behind us.

Mrs. XXXXXXXXL scooted up a bit too much, and my scarf that was trailing on the ground got caught in her wheel. My dad saved me and picked me up. Then he set me back down as the British family apologized. The line moved up again, and she ran into my dad—more drunken apologies. The next time the line moved, she tried to run over me. My dad picked me up again. The British family drunkenly apologized again. At that point, my mom had us leave, and my dad got screamed at for many hours for putting me down.

Is it still a DUI if it involves a scooty puff?

TLDR; Annie Adderall nearly died—death by drunken deathfat. There was no cocoa.

I know the DUI question was rhetorical, but yes you can. At least in the states. You can get it on a horse or a bike too

 

[Blasterman]

slight powerlevel but i have several family members who work in healthcare, and they always vent about these obese patients because they're the most depressing and hopeless. Many of them have literally given up on life. Like, they have a foot amputated due to diabetes but they keep ordering KFC every day. Some of them have family members who literally smuggle junk food into the hospital for them. Fun times, your tax dollars at work!

 

[ExsanguinateHorizon]

I've only seen one deathfat that stunned me out of my wits for an embarrassing second. She was a tiny young woman, not even quite 5 feet tall but I swear she was as wide around. The thing that caused me to hesitate the first time I met her was the fat around her face and neck grossly deformed her appearance where she looked like she was melting, like her face was sloughing off a little. The weight of the fat was pulling on her features and she didn't even have chins, it was just a mass that merged into her chest(?). She constantly talked about all the crazy dickings she got from craigslist hookups including bdsm, and when she asked what I was up to during weekends I felt some kind of mortal danger.

What was extra unfortunate is you could see how delicate her structure was underneath that fat, she wasn't stocky with a big moon face like the more popular deathcows and that made her look even creepier, just a tiny face sliding down a spherical body. I can't imagine how fucking miserable it must be to be trapped in your own body like that.

 

[Iron Jaguar]

My first encounter with a deathfat was, ironically, the school nurse at my elementary school. Nice lady, but at least 300 pounds. It amazes me how many medical professionals (especially nurses, techs, and aids) are overweight/obese.

So, she was Black?

 

[Papa Adolfo's Take'n'Bake]

My sole deathfat encounter was about 3 days ago in the store as we were picking up various meats to throw over the charcoal. I had my son with me, and he speaks Gaelic only (for now). This, however was not to save us. There are words in Gaelic that an English speaker can pick up, especially when shouted rather slowly by a seven year old who sees a deathfat dressed in grey clothing. "Is eilifint í!" Is thus rather unambiguous. That's why I apologised profusely to a 400 lb hamplanet at the grocery store on Memorial day.

 

[Jeff Boomhauer]

The other day I went to Walmart and saw and elderly deathfat couple, both in motorized carts, with each cart overflowing with food. The cashier called a cart pusher to help them outside, and he looked horrified. And of course, the old man couldn't help but break open a box of ice cream bars to snack on while the cart pusher loaded their groceries into a spare shopping cart.

It's sad, but it also makes me sick.

 

[StraightShooter2]

If this means some personal interaction with one, rather than just spotting one while out and about, I can't think of any significant ones.

As far as spotting but not actually talking or interacting with them, I've spotted quite a few at Walmart stores.

 

[Polexia Aphrodisia]

So this massive fat bitch showed up at my town's local indoor roller rink a couple weeks ago. She "skated" about 50 feet, with two people holding onto her, then promptly crashed to the ground and that was the end of her skating for that day.

There's classes held a couple times a week and if you get there right when open skate starts you can watch the students for a bit while putting your skates on. Well it looks like Fat Bitch signed up this month. Of course she wasn't actually doing any of the things the coach was telling them to do, just hopelessly blubbering from one end of the rink to the other - and I mean from one straight side of the oval to the other, not actually all the way down the length of the rink.

She waddle-rolled over to one end, splatted, and then took three minutes to drag her hamplanet body over the 4" lip, off the rink, and onto the floor under the rinkside seating, where she sat until class ended, while the other students actually finished class.

At the end of the classes, the coaches tell the students to do x number of laps. That day it was six, it's usually twelve. Most of the students leave after that which is good because they suck and get in the way and fall randomly. Did Fat Bitch do 6 laps? Nope. She did less than one, then proceeded to waddle off the rink and sit on the side watching until most of the students were leaving. At which point she hauled her fatness up and left.

And I bet she's counting that as a real workout and claiming she's healthy because she's exercising just like the skinnies. Her skates are some gay ass mounted Vans, which are fine if you know what you're doing but don't have the ankle support needed to hold up a whale like Fat Bitch. But I don't know if she can lace regular high top skates around her elephant hock legs.

You can just tell looking at her that she's one of those HAES fat girls and thinks sh e's some hot shit despite looking like a trashbag full of mayonnaise with a pube bun on top. It's really fucking funny to watch her fall though, she just rolls around like a turtle on its back.

 

[sparklemilhouse]

When I was in classes before my weight loss surgery there was this kinda dense girl who thought that Gatorade was healthy. She asked the nutritionist if it was ok to drink while losing weight. When she was told no, the girl said “...but I bought like, 20 bottles.”

 

[Bees]

So this massive fat bitch showed up at my town's local indoor roller rink a couple weeks ago. She "skated" about 50 feet, with two people holding onto her, then promptly crashed to the ground and that was the end of her skating for that day.

There's classes held a couple times a week and if you get there right when open skate starts you can watch the students for a bit while putting your skates on. Well it looks like Fat Bitch signed up this month. Of course she wasn't actually doing any of the things the coach was telling them to do, just hopelessly blubbering from one end of the rink to the other - and I mean from one straight side of the oval to the other, not actually all the way down the length of the rink.

She waddle-rolled over to one end, splatted, and then took three minutes to drag her hamplanet body over the 4" lip, off the rink, and onto the floor under the rinkside seating, where she sat until class ended, while the other students actually finished class.

At the end of the classes, the coaches tell the students to do x number of laps. That day it was six, it's usually twelve. Most of the students leave after that which is good because they suck and get in the way and fall randomly. Did Fat Bitch do 6 laps? Nope. She did less than one, then proceeded to waddle off the rink and sit on the side watching until most of the students were leaving. At which point she hauled her fatness up and left.

And I bet she's counting that as a real workout and claiming she's healthy because she's exercising just like the skinnies. Her skates are some gay ass mounted Vans, which are fine if you know what you're doing but don't have the ankle support needed to hold up a whale like Fat Bitch. But I don't know if she can lace regular high top skates around her elephant hock legs.

You can just tell looking at her that she's one of those HAES fat girls and thinks sh e's some hot shit despite looking like a trashbag full of mayonnaise with a pube bun on top. It's really fucking funny to watch her fall though, she just rolls around like a turtle on its back.

Dude like wtf a fat lady went and tried classes in a potentially fun and healthy activity. The skating community is very size inclusive I bet everyone dislikes you a lot.