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BBW, Sex, WG: Another short-short from BBW-Elljay
Ellie was admiring herself in the full length mirror. She had spent the better part of the last hour stuffing, folding and pushing herself into this bright pink with yellow polka dot bathing suit. It had a ruffled skirt which made her resemble that elephant in the Disney movie. Her last eating binge had pushed her over 350 pounds so this suit was at least 2 sizes too small. Her legs and arms protruding from the cutting elastic looked like piles of puffy white marshmallows.(sort of like that tire guy). Her cleavage hit her throat. Her ass looked like two huge basketballs and this suit was stretched to the limit so it was time to hit the beach.
Today she was going to Muscle Beach. It would be crowded with male bodybuilders and skinny assed women so starved skinny she was bound to stick out (pardon the pun). Ellie found that male body builders who's lives were deprived, disciplined and regimented sometimes found her luscious excess very attractive. She was so horny she was hoping for nothing less today.
She stopped at the local fried chicken place near the beach. She ate a 20 piece bucket of extra crispy, 2 large mashed potatoes with gravy , a large slaw and 6 biscuits dripping with butter and honey. She washed it all down with a thick chocolate malt from the ice cream place next door. The suit was getting tighter by the minute. She was ready.
She waddled across the sand and to her delight all those skinny bitches gasped in horror. The snickered and pointed, but Ellie could care less. She spotted Robert about 15 feet away. He smiled and said hello. She waddled past so he could take all of her in with his gorgeous blue eyes. He asked her to sit with him on his blanket. That was some trick and getting up would be another story. They talked and flirted and he complimented her bright pink bathing suit. He was dying to see what was underneath but he had to take his time.
They kissed and he picked up the scent of grease from her lunch. It had been years since he'd indulged in any thing that wasn't low fat, low carb or just plain water. His excitement was getting to be too much. He asked her where she lived and followed her home. They entered her apartment and she went right to the fridge to fix them a snack. She came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fettuccine alfredo with garlic bread to mop up the sauce. He would have none of it "You eat it and I'll just have some water, thanks". She finished and made herself a root beer float. He could no longer wait he began kissing and feeling her rolls and her engorged belly, when all of a sudden the suit started to unravel and split apart. Her fat unleashed a volcano erupting. Her belly unfolded and nearly touched her knees. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes and stuck straight out on top of that mountainous tummy. Her navel was the size of a teacup. He was really into her fabulous flabbiness. He had to have her now. He rolled her over and spread those tremendous cheeks apart and went for it. She was the fattest woman he had ever had and he had her again and again. Enough with those skinny gym bitches. He wanted boobs and ass and a stomach that went on and on. She was glorious excess, something he never knew before. He knew she would never want to diet. Every time he visited her, he brought gallons of ice cream and cakes and cookies. He had 5 pounds of candy delivered every week. He could hardly contain himself when she ordered an industrial scale and had it installed in her bathroom. The digital readout was eye level on the wall because God-knows she couldn't read it off the floor! He weighed and measured her weekly and together they charted her progress. They took digital pictures and he kept an album of her getting more and more rotund. She was truly the girl of his dreams.
The Itsy - Bitsy Anything But Teeny Yellow Polka Dot . . .
By BBW-ELLJAY
By BBW-ELLJAY
Ellie was admiring herself in the full length mirror. She had spent the better part of the last hour stuffing, folding and pushing herself into this bright pink with yellow polka dot bathing suit. It had a ruffled skirt which made her resemble that elephant in the Disney movie. Her last eating binge had pushed her over 350 pounds so this suit was at least 2 sizes too small. Her legs and arms protruding from the cutting elastic looked like piles of puffy white marshmallows.(sort of like that tire guy). Her cleavage hit her throat. Her ass looked like two huge basketballs and this suit was stretched to the limit so it was time to hit the beach.
Today she was going to Muscle Beach. It would be crowded with male bodybuilders and skinny assed women so starved skinny she was bound to stick out (pardon the pun). Ellie found that male body builders who's lives were deprived, disciplined and regimented sometimes found her luscious excess very attractive. She was so horny she was hoping for nothing less today.
She stopped at the local fried chicken place near the beach. She ate a 20 piece bucket of extra crispy, 2 large mashed potatoes with gravy , a large slaw and 6 biscuits dripping with butter and honey. She washed it all down with a thick chocolate malt from the ice cream place next door. The suit was getting tighter by the minute. She was ready.
She waddled across the sand and to her delight all those skinny bitches gasped in horror. The snickered and pointed, but Ellie could care less. She spotted Robert about 15 feet away. He smiled and said hello. She waddled past so he could take all of her in with his gorgeous blue eyes. He asked her to sit with him on his blanket. That was some trick and getting up would be another story. They talked and flirted and he complimented her bright pink bathing suit. He was dying to see what was underneath but he had to take his time.
They kissed and he picked up the scent of grease from her lunch. It had been years since he'd indulged in any thing that wasn't low fat, low carb or just plain water. His excitement was getting to be too much. He asked her where she lived and followed her home. They entered her apartment and she went right to the fridge to fix them a snack. She came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fettuccine alfredo with garlic bread to mop up the sauce. He would have none of it "You eat it and I'll just have some water, thanks". She finished and made herself a root beer float. He could no longer wait he began kissing and feeling her rolls and her engorged belly, when all of a sudden the suit started to unravel and split apart. Her fat unleashed a volcano erupting. Her belly unfolded and nearly touched her knees. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes and stuck straight out on top of that mountainous tummy. Her navel was the size of a teacup. He was really into her fabulous flabbiness. He had to have her now. He rolled her over and spread those tremendous cheeks apart and went for it. She was the fattest woman he had ever had and he had her again and again. Enough with those skinny gym bitches. He wanted boobs and ass and a stomach that went on and on. She was glorious excess, something he never knew before. He knew she would never want to diet. Every time he visited her, he brought gallons of ice cream and cakes and cookies. He had 5 pounds of candy delivered every week. He could hardly contain himself when she ordered an industrial scale and had it installed in her bathroom. The digital readout was eye level on the wall because God-knows she couldn't read it off the floor! He weighed and measured her weekly and together they charted her progress. They took digital pictures and he kept an album of her getting more and more rotund. She was truly the girl of his dreams.
