>> 57366 I have many many times, most failed because they walked away after a simple thank you or I'm not interested. I will share 3 specific moments so the class can learn from them, so take notes anons.
1) I'm working the afternoon shift in a comic book store, smooth but uneventful Thursday. All the regulars already came or will show up on Friday, it's that 'too quiet' day of a work week, ask any shop guy and they'll agree. I'm making the rounds in the back where all the trades/manga are, someone else was covering the front where the toys/shirts were. I make a turn and there she is: a 350 lb dark skinned Dominican with shoulder blade black hair, bubble butt, the only thunder thighs, very thick arms, honka bazongas, a belly just like chubbychiquita's, and a very subtle double chin with a cute button nosed face. I said 'Hi, I'll be walking around the back as any good shopkeep would, let me know if you need anything'. She giggled and wanted to find horror mangas, which we had because I just restocked a bunch of them. Gave her some good recs, grabbed a nearby store business card, write my number on it and say 'if you need any other recs at any time, give me a call. I'm always happy to help a pretty girl in a pretty purple hoodie'. We got a coffee date and a two month relationship as well as a punch in both of our V cards the day after. Be kind, show you're smart in something you actually are, and show you like the soul the fat holds, not just the fat. The fat helps, but the soul that gets them fat is what you gotta say you like. It works, I promise on my life it works.
2)Rewind a couple years, I'm in college in my public speaking class. It's the middle of the semester, I was a much shyer guy then but I was more subtle in looking at fatties irl. I had more of a fear instinct then. Anyway, there was a HUGE bitch in the class, 6'1", Italian, at least 550 and built like a walking fridge. All width and torso/gut, massive neck fat and thighs, big big arms but relatively flat ass and small titties. She was also SUPER SHY, could never fit in any chair, always Frankenstein'd two desk/chair combos so she could fit in something that wasn't the floor or a beach chair from home. We've all seen one like her before. I got randomly assigned to her, never talked to her in class before so my dumb ass really said 'hi, I'm anon. It's kinda funny the two quietest people in class are together, huh, big mama?' The autism was too real that day, but she took it as breaking the ice kind of humor and I got an A on the project and a makeout session under the professor's desk. Pretty gud, just grabbing a wall of fat like that. Took a good fifteen minutes to get her up and walking again, but it was pretty good. Sometimes, rizz 'em with the 'tism. It's risky, but gives results.
3) You made it this far, just be real or be real autistic. It works, I promise. Best of luck to all anons reading this