It was a lazy Saturday morning, and you were sitting in the living room with your housemate of the past 3 years, Jane. She sat on the couch, taking up at least 2/3rds of its entire space. She was a rather enormous woman, weighing, of her admission, over 400 pounds. She was extremely bottom-heavy, with enormous thighs that resembled tree trunks, the fat folding over itself, giving her legs a few rolls on the back and sagging down around her knees. Her hips were wide, ridiculously so, meaning she had to go through a few doorways around the house sideways. Even this way she barely fit, due to her enormous buttocks that strained every single bottom she had. Her stomach was no slouch either, resting in her spacious lap, yet was nothing compared to her bottom half. Her breasts which would have been ridiculously large on any other woman were quite proportionally small on her. The majority of her weight had gone to her bottom half. She dipped her arm into a bag of chips, finding it empty. She took her hand out, and licked it clean of chip dust, her tongue dipping out of her black-painted lips as she cleaned her fingers. She wiped her hand on one enormous thigh and heaved herself up, stretching her back once she found herself upright. She paused the TV, the two of you had been watching some horror flick she had in her extensive collection. She turned to you, her black hair framing her pale face, and at the angle she was at, her double chin was extremely prominent. "Hey man, want anything? I'm about to head to the kitchen." you shook your head, not in the mood for any food, having just had breakfast an hour ago. She shrugged and started waddling her way to the kitchen, her enormous backside swaying hypnotically. You could quite literally see her cheeks jiggle with every step, She only wearing a pair of black underwear on her bottom half since practically every bottom she owned at the moment was too tight for comfort. However, when she tried to pass through the doorway her hips met it with a soft thud. "What the.."