Eh, you look hot, you are horny, there's more important things right now.

Your grin widens in excitement as your rock-hard cock lurches and graduates to 'hard as steel'. Who gives a shit about you looking exactly like MalO? All that means is that you have giant titties and a fat ass! Soft and squishy and begging to be groped! Making your way over to your bed, you heft one of your heavy tits and suck the erect nipple between your lips, letting your tongue play over the buzzing little nub before letting your boob go, shuddering at the sensation of your nipple slipping from your hot, wet mouth before your enormous funbag slaps down against your body, quaking in its entire immensity.

Jumping onto the mattress, you giggle happily as you feel your entire body echo the motion, soft flesh jiggling enticingly. If it was possible, you'd get even harder, but that's just not biologically possible. What is biologically possible is you wrapping your hand around a dick that is more than well-lubricated by the pre-cum oozing from the tip and begin fapping, loud and sloppy as pre oozes down into your ass crack.

"Oooh fuck yeeessss~..." A drawn-out moan leaves your throat as you put your free hand on one nipple and push your hand against your breast, marveling at the way it sinks into the pliant flesh. "G-gaaawwd... thank you, Mal--Oooh~..."

With your entire body being different, feeling different, every touch is something new, something sublime, every inch of you sensitive and soft, but nowhere more so than on your chest and thighs. Well, maybe your dick. But different from your giant funbags, you can't push your dick up until you can suck the tip between your eager lips so your hand is free for other things, in this case, the tit you're not suckling on. With three of your erogenous zones now stimulated, however clumsily, your hot breath gusts out your nose, tickling the underside of your mountainous breast as the fingers of your left hand massage your other boob.

Your right, meanwhile, keeps going to town on your dick, with glob after glob of pre oozing out. The sensations make you writhe and twitch, toes curling as you kick the sheets, every touch causing lustful shivers run over your body as you burn with bliss. Pinching the nipple you're not assaulting with lips and tongue, you pull up your breast before you let it fall back onto your body, marvelling at the way it quakes and changes shape, so much more easily than any other part of your body.

Mauling your left breast and slobbering over the right one's nipple, you soon feel one of these strange new climaxes build, filling your entire body with bliss making you shiver and arch your back, breast slipping out of your mouth to make way for a deep, drawn-out moan as you keep your orgasm going, clear strings of pre shooting from your throbbing cock with every tug of your hand. And you don't let up, don't slow down, you just keep going, even once your climax begins to ebb.

Rolling onto your front, you raise your ass into the air, smiling dopily at the way it jiggles with your movements, how your tits are squished under you, bulging out to the left and right of your ribs. Imagining one of your friends mounting you from behind, you ring your free hand between your gargantuan butt cheeks and, using some of the copious amounts of your pre to lubricate your fingers, begin to push first one, then two fingers inside your twitching sphincter, right hand still going to town on your straining, leaking cock.

"Nuuooohooooh~..." Eyes rolling up as you curl and twist your fingers to find your prostate, you gyrate your hips helplessly, ass quaking as you shudder in delight when you hit the sensitive gland. "Fffffuck meee~..."

You begin to thrust your fingers in and out, mimicking the motions of your fantasy partner as he thrusts deep into you. It doesn't even matter which one of your friends it is you're fantasizing about - any of them will do. They all have a fat cock, don't they? So that's all your fantasy is: One of your friends mounting you, pounding you, hitting your prostate again and again, making your dick jump and jettison strings of pre onto the covers. Of course, speed is not an advantage this position has, but slow and steady wins the race, right?

And oh, are you winning. Moaning loud and unabashedly, you rock your body on the bed, feeling your breasts roll over the sheets, stimulating both nipples deliciously as you spread yourself wide with your fingers, your right hand tugging on your cock without pause. Already your sheets are soaked with sticky juices, and you're intent on squirting ever more on them, gasping, moaning, twitching, shivering.

"Ooh, fuck yesss~..." you hiss, arching your back for better access to your asshole, fingers deep inside and pressing into your prostate rhythmically, making you shake your ass like a whore. "Ah--hnnh... God!"

Before long, you feel another climax roll over you, tongue lolling from your mouth as your entire body shakes violently in the throes of lust. Collapsing downwards onto the bed, you feel your twitching dick press into the slick covers, and even your climax-addled brain realises the potential of the slick friction. Panting, you push yourself up into a kneeling position, insatiable and helplessly aroused even after two earth-shattering climaxes, and push your pillow between your thick thighs, lowering your hips until you can grind your crotch into the soft fabric.

"Ah--aanh~..." Bucking your hips, you begin to rub your drooling, rock-hard dick against the pillow, both hands now free to play with your titties - hefting, squeezing, massaging, nipples achingly hard as you tug and pinch them. "Oh god, MalO... w-without you... I'd never been... able to--oh fuck!"

As your moaning picks up again, jaw slack and mouth wide open, you push your tits together, marveling at the cavernous cleavage you manage to create, only to gasp as you flick your pointer fingers over your fat nipples, hips twitching into the pillow as you soak it in pre. Soon, it is as soaked as the rest of your bedsheets, allowing you to thrust your hips ever faster, panting and mewling needily, chasing climax after climax as you maul your breasts, lick the creamy skin, nibble on the throbbing little pleasure buds capping them ...

Hours later, you are still not satisfied - but completely exhausted, drenched in sweat and pre from rolling around on your bed. Lying in a heap, you pant and gasp, occasionally twitching with the aftershocks of your last orgasm.

DING! *bzz-bzz*