You’re in love with Molly-Chan, your girlfriend. You love together. She’s the kindest, gentlest soul you’ve ever met. She’s so shy, tender, and sweet on the inside and prominently on the outside. She’s obese, her body so smooth, soft, jiggly, and squishy. She doesn’t seem to mind her weight, never minding her waddling, breathing, or the large amount of food she eats. She also knows you love her weight and it’s embarrassing, every number on the scale makes her blush even more.

You wrote a letter to “Santa” and left it in her cleavage. She awoke to the note in between her breasts and read it. She blushes greatly at it, you wanting her dressed up in a tight Mrs Clause outfit, and cuddling her massive body with you.

So on Christmas Day, she showed up in a Mrs Clause outfit, with red gloves and huge black stockings, all of which were xxl sized. She blushes greatly and pins you down on the bed shyly and gently. Her belly is hovered over you as she mutters meekly.

J-Just… u-uh, pl-please let me know when you need to b-breathe… a-alright?