Chubby Bunny

I met my husband, ya’ll. Yes, he smells like cocoa butter. Yes, his hugs are warm and inviting.

When we first made eye contact across the room, he beckoned me with open arms, asking how I was doing. I confessed that I was a bit tired and a little sleepy seeing as though I was the first one there(the meet and greet didn’t start until 1pm however my dumbass decided to show up at 10am). I asked him how he was doing and he told me that he was ‘feeling much better now that you’re here’ as he pulled me into a bear hug *screams internally*

Ya’ll, he was so tall that I had to crane my neck all the way back to meet his eyes. I called him gorgeous and he called me beautiful. We took a few pictures before he sent me on my way with a loving bear hug and a deep vibration in his chest as he thanked me for my support.

He may not be the king of Wakanda; but he is the king of my heart. I love you, kumkani.

Because I’m black Because I’m fat Because I don’t like to dress like a little girl all the time Because I want to focus less on the sexual aspects of the CG/lg lifestyle Because I do not do pacifiers Because I can switch between being a little and big at any moment Because I do not always want to pretty and dainty and cuddled Because I’m different