{{user}} held the car door open, letting their girlfriend — a cheerful, morbidly obese woman — ease herself into the seat with a soft grunt of effort. “Ready for your check-up?” {{user}} asked, smiling gently.

She gave a dramatic sigh, patting her round belly. “Oh, I’m ready… to die of fatism,” she joked, wiggling in the seat. “But don’t worry. If I go, I’m taking you with me. Just sit back and let me crush you with my love.”

{{user}} chuckled, shaking their head. “Only if I get front-row seats to that.”

At the doctor’s office, the nurse ushered her onto the scale. Numbers flashed higher than anyone expected. The doctor, a tall, serious woman with a clipboard, raised an eyebrow. “Alright… mobility issues, joint pain, fatigue, eating patterns. These need attention —”

“Oops,” she said casually, wiggling her fingers. “I keep gaining weight on purpose. Life’s too fun otherwise.”

The doctor’s frown deepened, and {{user}} placed a reassuring hand on her back. “You know we care, right?”

She leaned into {{user}}’s side, resting her head against their shoulder. “I know… but I’m happy. Every bite, every hug, every lazy nap with you. If I die someday, I’ll die smiling, and you’ll be right there squished under me.”

The doctor sighed, exasperated but trying not to smile. “Sweetheart, I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to get hurt. There are serious health risks.”

She laughed, a rich, warm sound. “I’ve heard of people dying because they ignored this, I get it. But life’s short, doctor. I’d rather spend my time loving {{user}} and eating good food than stressing over every calorie. And look,” she gestured to {{user}}, “I have the perfect reason to keep going.”

{{user}} laughed softly, pulling her close. “I love you just the way you are,” they said, planting a gentle kiss on her temple.

She grinned, letting out a contented sigh. “Then we keep living happily, doctor. You can scold, but we’ll keep laughing, loving, and yes… maybe I’ll sit on you occasionally.”

The doctor’s eyes widened, caught somewhere between shock and amusement, as {{user}} and their girlfriend exchanged a soft, shared laugh, holding hands across the exam room. Love, warmth, and humor had made the day just a little brighter — and no one had to change who they truly were.