Convincing small talk

Betty walked up to Ned, each step she took making her luscious body shake. Her fleshy legs, tits and ass jiggled like jelly with every step. It was visible even through her white tight ass pants and top. Walking up to Ned Betty with her angelic white smile said: "Hi Ned!!!! How are you doing?".

She stood on the porch fence so that she was right at the level of his crotch, during the meaningless small talk she tried to make eye contact, although it was hindered by his hanging potbelly.

Ned took advantage of the situation and came closer and closer to the fence, his face hiding behind the pig's bellybutton more and more. He kept getting closer until he was against the fence and his yellowed underpants were within five centimeters of Betty's perfect face.

Betty: "Alright, we're only talking about me, better tell me how you're doing, Ned? I hope you're ready for our practice tomorrow?"

*SNIFF-SNIFF*

Betty smelled a disgustingly acidic odor and with all her strength tried to keep a welcoming smile on her face.

Ned starts talking while Betty tries with all her might not to show signs of disgust caused by the smell of musk and few weeks old cum soaked panties.

Ned: "Actually, Betty. I don't know. If I'll be able to come... My parents went away and left me alone for six weeks. They said I had to clean and keep the house. Uh... I'm getting more and more doubtful that I can do anything, all circumstances tell me that I will never lose weight. I guess I'll just stay fat and unneeded..."

Betty interrupted him halfway through:

"STOP! Ned, you're doing great, you've got to pull yourself together and show the world that you don't give up without a fight!"

Betty felt sorry for Ned, she was a fan of Robert Kitsaki and other Life coaches. And after reading that kind of bullshit, she felt it was her duty to motivate others, which was what our fat, six-foot-tall degenerate was abuses...

Ned: "You... you really think so?"

Betty: "Of course I do, Ned! You're a very determined guy! And you're very good at a lot of things, like my social media posts have started garnering 10 times more views!!!"

Ned wiping his eyes, "Th...thak you, Betty. But what am I supposed to do with all the trash in my room?"

Betty: "Ned, is there really that much to do in there? I'm sure if I help you, we'll get through it in no time!"