BIG CHUBBY GIRLS ARE THE BOMB

Growing up as a little kid, I realised I have a deep affinity for big and beautiful things, I remember always asking my mum to get me a larger size dress, I will always prefer to wear bigger sandals and eat larger meals. Don’t actually know what was the reason for this, at least as a child of 5 years, I wouldn’t have any tangible reason for my cause, I believe its just one of those things they naturally born you with.

As I grow up to become a teenager and as it is always the case with most growing teens, I began to get more conscious of my environment, which I believe surely included girls, as I attended a mixed school located in a classic estate, and you know how much concentration of girls will be in that setting, not just girls, am talking about a school population of about 80% pretty girls.

Though I was very young as a secondary school student, I actually gained admission at the age of 9. But my cuteness and simplicity coupled with my extra-ordinary brilliance would not go unnoticed. This made girls of different calibres to flock around me, as they believe am just a living dictionary that knows at least a little about every thing on earth, ranging from science to 


sports to current affairs and a whole lot of happenings. 


Even though I was also a tactical liar, in order to drive home my point, I remember telling friends so many things that were not true, but who were they not to believe me, it’s the almighty Sanyablaze talking, although I was called Sanyulex then as my clique of friends had this unique way of suffixing ‘ex’ at the end of our names, hence David being Davidex, Paul called Paulex, Wale called Walex and so on.

But one thing was so glaring as at then, I wasn’t good at communicating my intentions to ladies due to my young age and my shortness. It was later after secondary school that I got to know most of the ladies actually fought in private over me. Trust High School girls, they would surely display their intentions, but my naivety wouldn’t allow me to receive the communication signal they were transmitting.

Yea, I was the kid that wouldn’t know what to say to you as a girl, but in my mind, I always said it all. I would ask you out in my mind, and you would say yes in my mind and we would be friends in my mind. All in my mind. Being a very brilliant kid, I engaged in a lot of thinking and reasoning about happenings around us. 

I ask a lot of questions, though not in class, as Academically, I read ahead of the class and the teachers wouldn’t even ask me questions. But when it comes to other things about life, you will always hear from me. I remember one day barging into my Uncle’s room while he was with his girlfriend, I noticed he was going up and down in a press up movement, immediately I retreated, I then began to wonder why he was using her as an exercise apparatus.

 I could also remember there was this song Obesere sang about asking a lady to put her oranges in his mouth, that she had the sweetest orange in the world, then I would be like I would also love to buy such oranges and wondered how sweet it could be to have been labelled the sweetest in the world, not realising he was actually referring to bosoms.


I would as well reason about why some ladies are so thin and some are so big, they break class desks. But then I realised I showed more interest in the ‘big’ girls as they tend to have this beautiful look on their faces due to their chubby expression. I would watch how they move their buttocks and imagine sometimes if it was that they were extra panties to make it look bigger than the rest. But I noticed one thing then, I just naturally like big girls.

Fast forwarded into my University days, I had my 1st girlfriend in my 3rd year and she was nothing close to being big. I realised I was not so feeling her as she always seemed to disappear on the bed. I most times get scared to hold her tight with the fear of breaking her into two. Eventually we parted and I ensured I never felt a thing for not so big girls. 

I wouldn’t say luckily, because I worked it out, my next girlfriend happened to be quite big. She had a very nice structure with a flat tommy despite her size, so she was like a perfect Eve. I would stare at her sometimes and just smile as she happened to be a dream come true. I don’t hesitate to show her off among friends, use as my wall paper on phone, keep her passports photograph in my wallet. She definitely gives me joy.


Now back to the topic as big girls being a show of class. Yes they are. They are a rich man’s dream, rich men love big things, ranging from their cars, to their mansions, to their estates and businesses. So it is always complementary to have a big woman as their companion. People tend to give you more respect, if especially you are quite smallish and you now have a beautiful ‘big’ woman as your companion, they rate you according to her size as people believe it takes confidence and courage to ask a big lady out. 

So for you to have gotten her in your coffers, you must be a BIG MAN. Its not wonder most Governors as well as business tycoons have these set of ladies as wives. I wonder if they knew they were going to become governors before taking these women.

And not only that, the probability of you getting beautiful kids is high with big ladies. It just comes naturally as they tend to have it in their genes. So when next you want to have a new girlfriend, don’t hesitate to go for a beautiful, chubby looking babe.