Decided to finally share something that happened to me not so recently, so that i can share before i forget inevitably.
Few years ago, I was working at a small local grocery store, closing shift after morning community college classes. It paid like ass but any cash is big cash when youre not in the real world. So anyway one coworker was chubby and wore her weight well, mostly a pear shape and always wore black jeans that clung to her skin and her work shirt was nothing more than a basic cheap tee with the company logo on it, and its hem barely reached the waistband of her pants, and you could really see how her waist tapered upward from her belly's heft, and just how it jutted out. Guessing now i'd say she was about 170, only about 5'2" and she didnt have a hang to her belly that was obvious. Itd be criminal to leave out that she had a serious behind too, a real wide, pillow-sort that didnt stick out wagon-style, but it followed the sway to her gait and flared her already wide hips, maybe stealing one too many glances has left it stuck in my mind but anyway-
She and I would hang out a little during shifts and tried to sync our break times(i was stocking product and she was a cashier, never got much time with her) but right after closing the store to the public and before all the floors had to be mopped, we (the staff) had to sort the items and leave them front-facing and presentable for each line, and i'd try to hang with her then too. One of those times, when we were in an aisle to ourselves, somehow our conversing had gotten to her weight, i think she was saying that she felt she was heavier than before, and me (not wanting to make myself obvious) objected and said she looked fine, maybe round/chubby but her figure was well. She was like "no i'm serious i have a belly now" and again (maybe because i was a wannabe nice guy) wanted to reassure her i was like "no way there's people with bigger bellies" but she was adamant and said "look, touch it". She got close and essentially presented her belly to me, and i gave it a poke, one of those deep jabbing prod sort-of pokes, maybe i was taking in how many finger really just sank and sank right into her waist. Maybe it was my greed or she really wanted me to get a good feel, but i ran the whole palm of my hand over her belly right after, i didnt grab her fat but even through the shirt, she was warm to the touch and her belly's surface kind of was dragged by my contact and my palm still sunk slightly into her, like it was full of jello.
only after that did i relent and say "yeah okay maybe youre *a little* chubby; you do have a belly" and maybe it was because i felt a rise down there, because i didnt want a flush in my cheeks to be obvious, or i really didnt wanna make it more awkward than it couldve been, but i quickly changed the topic to focusing on work again (like a dunce but i got worker of the month, woo). that was kind of the highlight of my few months working there, and nothing took off with her cause she had a thing for her ex still and they got together shortly before i quit. during my time though i was adamant to buy her snacks and such and maybe that was a dorky way of wanting to get closer to her.