>>36638Thanks for getting this thread back on track.
Back in the late 1990s I was on lads party holiday in Majorca, and we always started off in the same bar and there was usually a group of girls similar age in there. The usual, cheap happy hour drinks, standard food menu and karaoke from 20:00 until 22:00 which we'd use most evenings before moving on.
Anyway, one of the girls was huge, as I found out almost 400lb. All in the right places, massive ass and huge breasts she had no problem showing off. She'd got up to sing the first and second night we were there, and I complimented her on her song choice and said she had a great voice. I inadvertently broke the ice with her, without intending to. By the third night we'd seen them in a late night bar and I could see some cunt was being a drunken fuck and making his name calling heard, so I took this as my move, remembering her name Becky from being called out I went over and asked if she was ok (knowing she wasn't) and basically kept her engaged in conversation so much so the guy fucked off. One of her friends thanked me and encouraged us to hang out with them. Long story short, she wouldn't go clubbing with them on account of them always being wasted so I suggested a few drinks with me instead. I still wasn't trying to get with her until we left, when she sincerely thanked me for 'helping out a big fat girl getting shit' when she knew I wasn't interested. Now or never, so I said who says I wasn't. She knew who was single out of all of us from talking and we pretty much mutually decided to kiss.
This was all pre-mobile phone days, so I told her we'd be in the local bar tomorrow, but i'd meet her a little earlier if she wanted. I guess that was a date. We left pretty much by 22:00 that night and went back to their self catering apartment with the worlds biggest pizza. Bang, hit me like a full speed steam train after we'd heavy kissed, she came out onto the balcony in underwear, oblivious to anyone who might have seen. Fuck me she was huge, lesson learnt, big girls have some serious shapers doing some fat sculpting. So that was it, I pretty much saw her every night until we went home. She went home a night before us.
I had her number but she was down in London where I was in York working all kinds of hours as an Assistant Pub Manager. I should have persued it, but after a few calls it didn't go anywhere.
A few years later and mobiles, emails and the internet was a thing and I spotted her on a bbw dating site, she'd left a 'at the hot place email clue' so I messaged her. She'd dated an FA for a few years but he left at the thought of settling down with her. She suggested I go down to Big Girls Paradise, a London club night back then, so I did. I don't know what weight she was but she was maybe 70lb bigger, her movement was inhibited by it. She thinks we should go back to my hotel, thank god I was still working out a lot back then. Her ex loved grabbing her and I never did 4-5 years earlier. I'm surprised the bed didn't break.
She was the one that got away, though at the same time, it did make me realise that dating girls who are 450-500lb is a big difference to the amount of 300lb girls I regularly would date.
I've seen her comment on feabie a few times, she pops up now and again. Noticeably smaller tho still I guess 350. I married a great woman of similar size and been together 12 years. I kind of settled down before her with someone for 5 years. She just stopped liking being fat. I'd never have said i was a feeder, though at the same time I've never encouraged a woman to diet either.
Whilst I'm at it, biggest girl I ever slept with was 530, she was great, fairly local, but unless it was date nights she didn't make an effort, more reasons I guess i settled with my wife. Also, dating a super fat is more manageable when both of you are young.
TLDR, had a holiday romance, had a one night stand with her 6 years later.
