Years ago (early 2000 era), I used to manage network services for Las Vegas resorts. One of the IT bosses shows me pics of his ex-wife. She's hot as fuck! I ask him what happened. He said, I can't handle how she looks. I'm like WTF? Then he says... Oh wait... those were the pre-wedding photos... then proceeds to show me picks of her at 300lbs. He's was a decent looking dude. I'm like... woah ... not fair. He's like ... yeah right? He was on a relationship hiatus for at least 3 years that I knew of only fucking strippers, because he knew there was no relationship to deal with and could raise his daughter. I wonder if he kept that plan going?
When I was in Ft. Knox Army Basic Training in 2004 the worst Drill Sergeant of my platoon... and I mean the absolute WORST Drill Sergeant... (Let's call him Dusharm) would randomly go off on tangents about how great his life was, and had a wife that was Victoria Secret Model quality and he fucks her every morning after he gets off-duty. I suspected he was just overcompensating... like how you joke around guys with lifted trucks have small dicks.
One night I was on guard duty outside the barracks for 2 hours, and a woman that HAD to be 350 pounds waddled up to the barracks, and she had a wedding ring on, and asked "Is Sergeant Dusharm here?"
As soon as she went inside and into his office we, me and two other soldiers on guard duty who also that hated him, burst out laughing.
The next evening when he was on-duty he noticed I had a smile on my face whenever he was near.
"You're smiling like a f****t with a bag full of d***s, why is that Private?" Dusharm asked me.
"No particular reason, Drill Seargeant. I just feel like smiling like a f****t with a bad full of d***s today" I replied.
That's one of the few fond memories I have of Basic Training, and pictures of hugely obese women like that are a reminder so I'll never forget it.