- m. bones


you don't like fat girlsYou never really liked fat girls, but, you figure, shell do. Theres something cute about her: long dark hair and a pretty perfect pout. Shes only got a small tummy, you rationalize. Her hips only jut out over the sides of her pants a little bit and theyre soft and theyre smooth. You dont mind rubbing on them a little bit, pushing her down onto the bed or up against the wall. You dont mind massasging the slight of fat between your fingertips.you don't like fat girls
You dont mind at all.
Its a little different one day though when you ask her to eat a whole pizza for you, while you watch.


petit foursWhen you suck your belly in and theres a pooch sticking out, thats when you know youre fat.petit fours
The words echoed in Caprices mind and she looked down, her fingertips cradling a tiny overflow of stomache that wasnt contained in her panties. Suck in air as she might, holding her breath in her chest as much as she could and standing as straight as possible did nothing, her pale bit of flab went nowhere, only shook slightly and stayed, lightly tanned over pale white panties.
All she could do was let out a sigh. Poke and prod. Electric current through her body as her finger slid into her
Chub Survey

Trick or Treat"Trick or treat, my dear?" Roger said playfully.Trick or Treat
Jenna leaned up against her boyfriend, a wicked smile on her face. They were seated on their bed, him in his Dracula costume, her in the scanty, midriff/thigh/arm revealing pirate get-up that she had chosen just for Halloween. The flickering light of some old black and white movie cast eerie shadows over their faces.
"Both," she cooed. "What's Halloween without both?"
Roger grinned and reached into his pocket.
"Well, it just so happens that I got a piece of gum from the party tonight," he told her. "That's a bit of both.&


Stock Assistant Part 1Ashley glanced down at the page in her hand, then around the room in question. This certainly seemed to be the right room, though it was far larger than she had expected. The new sweets company had hired her as a stock assistant. Somehow, she had imagined a small, dimly lit back room, not a bright, sterile place about the size of a gymnasium. Curiously, she tiptoed near the center of the room, folding her paper and sliding it into her pocket. Odd, there didnt seem to be any stock in this room.Stock Assistant Part 1
H-hello? she called softly.
A voice suddenly buzzed
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So what if I like a little extra butter on my buns...
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So what if I like a little extra butter on my buns...
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When will the world learn that a pregnant woman is an incredibly beautiful sight?
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When it comes to women; the bigger the better and there's no such thing as "too big" ^_^,
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"For the world is divided, experience teaches, into two parts: things to be murdered, and things that would hinder the murder of things."
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So what if I like a little extra butter on my buns...
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