You hear a buzz and the door unlocks and you open it and walk in. As soon as you're inside you notice that it's quite cool in the condo, the air conditioned must be cranked to the max.
"I'm in the living room," comes Jeremiah's voice calling you in. You venture inward and notice that the walls have a couple of paintings up on the walls and the door ways are super wide.
You arrive in the living room to see Jeremiah and he's taking up half of the living room with flab!

The living room is probably about as big as yours- decent size, nothing huge. Though with Jeremiah in it the room feels more like a closet. Despite the air being on full blast the room is warm and even a bit muggy. You see this is the result of Jeremiah being incredibly sweaty from his intense body heat that radiates off of him. Sweat is forming in puddles around his huge body and he smells rather strongly of it. As you stand there you try to take him all in, but it's tough. His face is bloated with fat, cheeks pushing his plump lips into a pout and his huge double chin sagging down onto his chest. His face is coated in thick, dark stubble that's between just stubble and beard and it frames his fat face nicely. Of course, that chest is a massive set of moobs that roll around under his arms, also enormous. His arms are likely bigger than your dad's waist and his moobs alone could put his gut to shame. His belly is enormous and is rolling along the floor of the living room. It spreads out, slightly hairy and pale, only really forming rolls where it's on the floor and rolling over things. You step to the side to get to his hand and see his love handles are like giant tractor tires resting over his massive hips. They jut out past his sides and melt into thighs that could smother quite a few guys- under each that is. Then there's his ass that fills up much of the room behind him and is mere inches away from the wall behind him. All the ass fat pushes Jeremiah up several feet, meaning he's at least 6 or 7 feet while just sitting. You can see a few fat toes poke out from under his gut but it's otherwise covered them.

"You're... Jeremiah?" you finally manage to get out.

Jeremiah cocks his mouth to the side and a huge belch rumbles out of him. You feel it come rumbling up through your feet and see Jeremiah's flab shake as he burps on for several seconds. Finally he says, "Ooomf, yeah. You got those cinnamon buns?"

You nod and hold up the bag. He motions you over as best as he can with what little strength he has to move his arm. Every inch of him shakes or jiggles in some manner, causing his slick flab to shake against the floor and slide in his sweat. You could easily nab a sample, but you're rather enthralled by all this. This could be you if you wanted it to be. Hell, you could be bigger and show this Jeremiah who's boss. You snap out of thought as Jeremiah rumbles at you.

"Feed me," he says in his deep, fat filled voice. "C'mon now."

As you pull the first one out of the bag, you notice you're rather excited down below. You swallow hard and start to feed the bun to Jeremiah. He takes massive bites, getting crumbs and icing all around his fat lips. As he swallows, he grunts deeply and his belly flexes a bit. You watch the fat quiver from the movement and are then assaulted by a massive fart that starts small but builds into a full on blast from Jeremiah's giant ass. He exhales deeply as he finishes and you wince a bit from the huge production.

"What? Can't handle it?" he rumbles to you. "Just keep feeding me."