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Her neighborhood was only about half a mile in diameter yet when she tried to jog around it for her morning workout she was already drenched in sweat and was gasping for breath before she had reached 500 feet. She was running to convince herself that she wasn't just a lazy hog but even this halfhearted attempt at exercise was almost beyond her.
She looked down at her bouncing belly, her feet and the ground directly below her was obscured by her midsection's thick flab. She hadn't been able to see her lower half in years and had recently crossed the threshold to where she couldn't touch herself down there either. She had no boyfriend to help her with her needs and the various "toys" she purchased tended to break under her heavy weight and clumsy movements. Denied carnal satisfaction, she doubled down on her gluttonous behavior, growing fatter and fatter with each passing day while living under the delusion that she could burn it all off easily if she wanted. Too bad she didn't want it enough to give up her daily jumbo buckets of KFC.
After a grueling hour of power walking, she had successful returned back to her own house. To celebrate her completed jog, she helped herself to an entire box of donuts she had in the kitchen before vegging out on her couch for the rest of the day.