Colossus

She is massively endowed
with excessive flesh, an external
Goliath, of modest height
and sweet disposition, the
viscera in her abdominal cavity
cramped for space, weighted
by the jellied mass that constricts
them. Despondent at what
she has become? Not the least,
for oxygen and blood yet reach
her brain and stimulate her
thoughts and move her mouth to
action in tandem with her spirit.
She engages in animated 
conversation, sufficient energy 
firing her brain in lieu of
her limbs for which exertion
has become a faded memory.
Her proven culinary talents
far surpass those of most, yet
her meals most frequently
come delivered post-haste from
the fast-food joints she favours.