The headliner was comedian and now-senator, Al Franken. Franken had written some skits for the show and brought props and costumes to go along with them. Like many USO shows before and since, the skits were full of sexual innuendo geared toward a young, male audience. As a TV host and sports broadcaster, as well as a model familiar to the audience from the covers of FHM, Maxim and Playboy, I was only expecting to emcee and introduce the acts, but Franken said he had written a part for me that he thought would be funny, and I agreed to play along.
I am not a little chubby. I am not a few pounds over some arbitrary acceptable weight. I am very, very fat. I have a huge stomach and arm fat that flaps for days. I do not have the large breasts and tiny waist that would make me into an hourglass.
My thighs are so far from having a gap that any day now they could meld together and transform me into a glorious mermaid. My curves are not in all the right places but they still bring men to their knees. This, despite the fact that I have been told to accept any scraps of attention thrown my way because fat women are not allowed the luxury of standards.
Our relationships are punch lines, not love stories. And yet I have been loved, by men a foot taller than me and just as wide, by men at my height and skinny as a rail. I have been loved by men both plain and handsome.
I have been loved by teenage boys and by men twice my age. They have wooed me and I have said no. I have been the sea witch in a low cut strapless dress that clung to the rolls of fat on my back, with thick arms bare and jiggling, and I have made deals for hearts that I then broke.
I am not someone to be chosen as a last resort, but someone to be lusted after and pursued. I am not, never have been, and never will be a pity fuck. My bed is also not the domain of fat fetishists.
They are rarely welcome at all, because they are too prone to not seeing the woman within the fat. Although I am a sexual being, I am not an object. I can do so much better than men who see only my fat body and what they can do to it.
I have been the chosen one among a group of women more traditionally pretty than me and I have been on the other side, doing the selecting.
I have gone man to man to man and kissed them hard to feel if our lips lined up and if they knew the right way to pull my hair and bite the point where my neck meets my shoulder. I am picky and I will dismiss a man who is not to my liking, and there will be someone else in line waiting to be tested.
I have had my stomach cradled in gentle hands and been told in reverent whispers that I look like an ancient fertility goddess.
I have had those hands turn rough and squeeze my stomach fat as passionately as one might squeeze a thigh or a breast. My fat does not get in the way of my ability to have sex. Fat people are perfectly capable of putting their parts together in as many combinations as skinny people.
We can fuck like animals at dusk or make love on satin sheets. I ride them and they hold my hips, my stomach, fingers digging into mounds of flesh and never feeling bone because it is too well hidden. Men have begged me to let them pay for a taxi to their houses so they could have me in their beds for one night and I have refused.
I have never had to beg for sex — except when I wanted to. My fatness has never been an obstacle to finding someone to love or to fuck because any man worth my time will revel in all seventy inches of my hips and see passion in my stretch marks.Sexual purity is an essential part of God’s plan for our happiness.
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