Chubby Jumping!

A Continuation of 'Love'

Our big giant sunflower continued to blossom as Izac and I spent more time together. I was unbelievably happy and having the best time of my life in everything I did (especially when Izac was involved :) ). One particular time Izac and I were at his parents house with his little brother and sister. One way that we filled our time, so that our physical attraction didn't control our relationship, was to spend time with each others families getting to know them. This particular night his parents were at a meeting and we decided to get crrazy! 

The fun started by gathering pillows, blankets, and all the baggy clothing that we could find. We were going to make ourselves as ridiculously big around as we could and wait nonchalantly on the steps for his parents to get home. We put the large shirts and sweats on and began stuffing every nook and cranny with pillows and blankets and any other thing that would add volume to our physic. We joked and laughed with each other the whole time. Some of the silliest things you can think of doing become the funnest and the greatest memories. This was one of those silly things that is a great memory for us. 

Before we made our way to the front steps to await their arrival, we had our own talent show and tried cartwheels, somersaults, and handstands. Comical is an understatement to describe this event. Soon my ribs, cheeks and stomach were hurting from laughing so hard. The 'rolls' would wiggle, jiggle, and bounce and flounce as we did our acrobatics. Soon we were all sweating admist our blankets and pillows and decided it was about time to wait for them to come. 

We chose the sexiest poses that we could think of and sprawled ourselves all over the front porch, taking up every available space with our bulging bodies. It wasn't long that we had to wait for his parents to arrive. They were speechless at the fast change of our bodies and took their turns exchanging laughter with us. 

After taking a moment, and allowing his parents to gain composure, Izac got an idea that we should go jump. 

Chubby jump.

We made our way to the trampoline and began chubby jumping. The sweat we started to break earlier from the acrobatics was nothing compared to the one we worked up on the tramp. We jumped, we spun, we played shooting chub (instead of shooting stars) and had a real good time. It was such a good time that someone even brought out a camera to capture the fun of the moment.

I came up with the idea to body slam Izac. We thought there was plenty of padding to make for a soft landing and not too big of a squish for Izac so we went for it. I didn't just pretend to jump and lightly fall on him. No. I jumped with all my umph and went flying through the air to belly flop right on the man who I wanted to marry. Thoughts of anyone getting hurt didn't cross my mind. We were stuffed with fluff. A fraction of a second before I landed on Izac, the thought came to me that this might hurt... It probably wouldn't hurt me though because I was landing on him... It was too late to change my mind... Gravity carried me down and I landed smack on Izac (more like smack on the pillows and blankets that were adorning his body.. but you get the idea :) ) 

For what seemed like a full minute there was no sound. 

Had I killed him?

Or severely hurt him?

What was I thinking?

When a sound was finally made it was laughter. He was hysterically laughing at the stress and worry that had lined my face. It wasn't hard for him to see that I was thinking twice about it, the second before I landed on him. I breathed a rather large sigh of relief which brought laughter from everyone in company. We ended up 'body' slamming a couple more times but I made a mental note to not jump quite as high as the first time again.