In this blue-toned comic we meet the author, Bingo, who is a full-figured anthropomorphic female badger. She has big, kind sympathetic eyes and a big, curvy body.

Narration: So I, like most people, have some body image issues.
Image: Bingo sits in an office chair casually, looking at us. She wears jean shorts and t-shirt, with her tail curling over the edge of the seat.

Narration: Throughout my life, folks have been letting me know they think my body is too gross to date or have sex with.
Image: Bingo stands before us, fully nude, looking serenely content. She is curvy with a small belly, full thighs, and boobs bigger than a handful.

Narration: From my first forays into the world of crushes...
Image: Bingo coyly passes a note to an iguana person sitting next to her.

"EW, NO!!" Exclaims the iguana angrily as they read the note, which says "Do you like me? Yes, No, Maybe"
"Haha, the fat girl has a crush on you!" A dog classmate mocks the iguana as he vomits into the trashcan with a "BLEEEEEH!"
Bingo looks into the distance, not understanding how to process this experience and trying to remain chill.

Narration: To the romantic tension of middle school...
Image: As Bingo walks past a bunny boy, their arms accidentally brush.
"EW, IT TOUCHED ME!" The bunny announces in shock and horror while Bingo looks on, stunned. "I DON'T LIKE YOU LIKE THAT!!" He continues, pointing at her as she's frozen in place from shock. He concludes by vomiting in a trashcan while Bingo again looks on into the distance, trying to keep it together.

Narration: All the way into my first relationship in high school.
"Let's take a walk together, you blond-haired angel." A real cool crow in sunglasses says to Bingo.
"M-me? Okay!!" A smitten and honored Bingo replies, eyes big.
"Wait, that worked?!" The crow says aloud as he pulls down his sunglasses to see if he got this right.

Turning to address a fox walking by, he confidently repeats himself to this new lady, "Let's take a walk together, you brunette angel."
"What? No." She replies flatly.
"Dang." The crow responds with disappointment. Then he turns back to Bingo with a shrug, announcing, "You'll do I guess."
"Hooray!" Celebrate Bingo with worried happiness.




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Narration: Naturally, this impacted my self esteem somewhat.
Image: While holding hands and walking together, the crow very obviously turns his head to gawk at a hot fox lady walking by.

Narration: And subsequent relationships produced similar results.
As he makes eyes at her and caresses her shoulder, a lizard guy tells Bingo, "Take off your dress..."
"A... Are you sure?" Demurs Bingo with hopeful for cautious eyes before undressing before him.
"Actually it's sexier if we wear clothes." He corrects himself with a stone face.
"Cool yeah sorry about my bod." Bingo replies, mortified.

Now in a different scene, a fully clothed spider man sits on a couch, looking down on a nude Bingo who sits on the floor. "You aren't THAT fat." He offers, resting his head in one hand and the other hand on his knee, clearly having been evaluating Bingo's figure. She looks dejected. "Though you could use some toning. Especially your ass."
"Wow, thanks!" Bingo replies earnestly, hopefully.

Narration: Even my fantasies aren't safe from my deeply-entrenched self hatred.
"Kiss me, and join me in my spooky nightmare kingdom." Coos a gentleman bat in vaguely old-timey upperclass clothing as he pulls Bingo in to his arms tenderly. She looks at him lustily. In the foreground we see that this is a fantasy from Bingo, who smiles contentedly in bed with her eyes closed.

Bingo snaps her eyes open with concern, saying, "No, no, the prince of midnight isles would never be into a fat chick. It's breaking my immersion."

Now back in the fantasy, the bat holds hands with the hot fox lady that the asshole crow boyfriend had oogled before while a dumpy Bingo in a tattered tunic mops.
"I would never kiss a fat chick." The bat reassures his hot new fox girlfriend, who is also skinny. "You are so much more beautiful than that boated crone, who is merely a maidservant whom I hate."
"Nyeh," Adds Crone Bingo, in between mopping. "I can't read and I have no money."
"Now let us fly away to my magical realm of darkness!" The bat announces to his foxy bride as they levitate into the air, leaving behind Peasant Bingo, who gladly waves them good bye.
"Yeah that makes more sense." Real Life Bingo says to herself in bed.

Narration: But thankfully, I finally found a partner who thinks I'm the sexiest thing on two legs, and tells me as much at every opportunity.

Sweeping Bingo off her feet, a handsome bear tells her, "You're so hot! I wish I was having sex with you right now!"

Narration: Thus I was finally able to see myself for the beautiful and valuable person I've always been and I lived happily ever after the end.
Image: Bingo and her bear touch noses, content in their love.





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Narration: Alas, in reality, a happy relationship doesn't undo a quarter of a lifetime of self-hate.

As Bingo pulls her pants on, her bear lustily calls out, "Sexy butt! I love your body."

From her shoulder, a little devil pops up to inform Bingo, "They're just lying to make you feel better, HISSSS! And if they're telling the truth, there's only one thing that would make your horrific bod sexy to anybody... Gotta be a fetish."
"Yeah," Concurs Bingo to her shoulder devil. "That's the only logical explanation.



Narration: And even when I get horny enough to override my natural inclination to wear lots of clothes and not be seen... There are areas of my body that, when touched, often take me out of the horny zone and into the 'worried I'm too gross for my partner' zone, which isn't very conducive to sex.

Image: A nude Bingo floats in the air, arms akimbo, with red highlights over her belly, inner thighs, upper inner arms, side bitt, and side knee areas.

Narration: It's not that I hate these supposed "imperfections" in general...

Image: Bingo sits with her head in her hands, dreamily gazing at a variety of plus-size nude bodies that are posed elegantly and beautifully.

Narration: ...I love the unique shapes and curves of everyone's bodies, both to admire and to draw.

Snapping back to reality, Bingo snaps savagely at us, the viewer, "But on me they are WRONG and BAD for some reason!!"

Narration: My partner has tried to alleviate these feelings in a few ways.

Image: Bingo is fully nude and tied to a four-poster bed, limbs bound to each corner. She looks nervous while her equally naked bear looms over her hungrily.

"I've tied you up and I'm gonna touch your body and you're NOT gonna feel self-conscious about it!" They declare.

"NOOOO if you touch my tummy you're gonna realize I'm gross and you'll break up with me!!" Bingo howls in terror.

"Dang..." The bear is genuinely taken aback.

But he is not deterred for long! Now the both of them are standing, naked as the day they were born. Bingo with her back to them. Them, looking hungrily at her from a short distance.

"Looking at your hot body makes me so horny." They tell her hornily.

"Look how big my boner is!" The bear informs her, presenting his boner confidently and proudly.

Bingo scowls at them before retorting with a, "You're just a horny person and I happen to be here, I look like sentient cottage cheese and you know it."

"Dang..." They say again, taken aback.




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Narration: There have been multiple instances when my self-esteem has been so low that I cried when they touched me... because it reminded me of my shape, which is "too big."

Image: Bingo angrily bursts into frustrated tears as bear hugs her from behind.

Narration: People have always made me feel like the shape of my body is the most important part of me, and that by being big, I'd failed as a person.

Narration: Though these feelings have definitely not gone away, there are things that have helped me love myself...

Image: Bingo gazes in awe a plus size bunny, chicken, and deer, all posing attractively and confidently in their cute and sexy outfits.

Narration: ...such as seeing other people like me being unapologetically cute and sexual.

Narration: And above all, having someone there to tell me I'm sexy when I need to hear that, even if I don't often believe it.

Image: As Bingo accepts the previous back-hug from Bear, the highlighted parts of her body that she feels self-conscious about begin to fade away.

Narration: Every time they grab a piece of me I don't like and insist that it's sexy, the negative associations are chipped away a little more...

Narration: ...And I'm able to see my body as beautiful.

Image: Bingo and Bear now face each other, fingers interlocked.

Narration: I have a big butt, and I like it, actually.

Image: Bear's hads grab Bingo's big beautiful butt.

Narration: And my arms might be big, but they're strong, too.

Image: Bingo suddenly pins Bear to the wall with a hungry smile- his boner raging.

Narration: It's a shape, and that shape is mine, and if other people think there's something morally or physically wrong with the way I look, that has no real bearing on me.

Bingo takes a moment to admire her reflection while she continues to pin Bear to the wall.
"Huh... Not bad, actually." She tells her mirror image confidently.
"That's what I've been saying!!" Bear cries out in both success and exasperation at their beloved, with their donger at full mast.

Narration: I continue to exist and succeed despite them.

Now bending her over the bed, Bear declares "I LOVE your thighs" while squeezing them in his hungry mitts. "And this BUTT." He continues, taking a playful bite at a cheek while she looks on like a queen being rightly spoiled. Bear's boner is like "Awooga!"

Narration: And sometimes I even feel sexy.