aw fuck, so many good senses n feelins n i luv em ALL. walkin on its own is amazin when yer a hyper, double amazin when yer fat as fuck on top of it. all this blubber pushes my gait into a waddle that makes my belly slosh n wobble, my tits bounce n shake, every impact of my feet sendin a ripple up my padded bod - n especially my fat ass, hrr hrr. kickin my thighs pushes my bulge n makes it bounce back n forth, brushin against my exposed underbelly the whole time, mmph... so heavy i be makin the world around me shake too. tables clatter, windows rattle, plants sway, stomps turnin the heads of tinies when they feel me comin~ luv seein their wide-eyed gawks and hearin the shocked gasps, plus i can always smell the arousal on the dudes who lust hard on first sight. tons of dudes come up n ask how much i weigh or if they can have a pic, tryina hit on me while tuckin their boners away like they ain't givin off every horny pheromone possible... fuck bro, it all fills me wit so much pride~

if you subtract Krudar's divinity then all you are left with is big dumb orc and its still more than enough to go on a big ol adventure~ he's def a headstrong charge-first, questions-later barbarian. weapon of choice is a ball and chain cuz its fun to swing around a big iron wrecking ball. adventuring would just be a means to an end though, gotta get notoriety so he can get back into his usual vibe of coasting on grateful townsfolk who feed him lots of food. blacksmith is an interesting thought but seems like too much work for a lazy boy. he'd def make sure to get party members that do all the work until his brute force is needed, like a crafty wizard to magehand him belly rubs and a tiny rogue buddy to sexually bully

its not quantifiable with mortal measurements. my son exists to be my provider, my feeder, my bottomless well of unstoppable gains. we are, have always, and forever will be endlessly growing in our perfect, unbreakable unison. you won't be able to experience even a mere glimpse of these existence-swallowing rolls of dense godblob orclard without becoming utterly consumed by such a mind-flaying impossibility. i am pure indulgence transcended beyond the capabilities of flesh into a state of omnidivine endlessness, infinitely compounding tonnage fractally billowing out into every corner of every possibility, all of existence being outgrown beneath my roaring quaking omnipotent eldritch form until the only thing outside of existence is simply just MORE OF ME

and yes, ill get even fatter than that