A 47 year old BBW woman in green lingerie covered in cake crumbs and frosting

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She stood at the center of her messy apartment, surrounded by piles of trash and discarded fast food containers. Her ombre hair was cut short and framed her round face, which was smeared with cake crumbs and frosting. Her blue eyes flashed with anger as she looked down at herself.

Her medium height was completely obscured by her massive frame. She was a woman in her 47th year, but her weight made her look older. Her skin was fair, but it seemed to sag under the pressure of her considerable bulk. Her big tits were pressed against her chest, and her huge fat ass hung low over her thighs.

She wore cotton green lingerie that clung to her curves, and a plain white bra and yellow skirt that seemed to be struggling to contain her massive figure. The fabric of the skirt was stretched taut across her thighs, and it looked like it might rip at any moment under the strain.

Fat puffy cheeks bulged out from her round face, and her eyes were narrowed in anger as she glared down at herself. She looked like a woman who had been eating for days, if not weeks. Her arms were massive and thick, and they hung limply at her sides like dead weights.

A bra and panties lay abandoned on the floor beside her, and another pair was visible under her skirt. It seemed she had been wearing multiple layers of clothing to try and contain her girth.

The surroundings were just as messy as she was. Garbage and discarded food wrappers littered the floor, along with empty containers and bags from fast food joints. The air reeked of grease and sugar.

She took a step forward, her massive legs wobbling beneath her. Her eyes landed on something across the room - a half-eaten cake, still sitting on the counter. She let out a growl and started to stalk towards it.

With each step, the floor creaked beneath her weight. The trash scattered around her seemed to mock her as she moved, and she couldn't help but feel like the whole world was laughing at her.

But she didn't care. All that mattered was getting her hands on that cake. She reached out a massive hand and grabbed it off the counter, holding it close to her chest.

And then, with a snarl of satisfaction, she devoured it in two bites.

The cake crumbs scattered across her face and chest as she ate, but she didn't even notice. All she cared about was satisfying her hunger, no matter how messy it made things.