What is your fetish?
Fat slob
I watch her ass as she reaches up to grab a bowl from the top shelf. Truly it was something magnificant but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if it was different. Instead of a tight firm volley ball it was a flabby soft yoga ball.
That would be something else I mused to myself. Of course I didn't want just her ass to grow but all of her to. Flabby tummy, big saggy tits and bingo wings. I could imagine now.
The best part though would be her becoming a complete slob, I watch her silently wishing it could come true. Hell of a chance that would happen though.
"Fuck" Ava yelled as she dropped her bowl on the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Here let me help" I bend down and our hands touch. Its like static electricity but I notice she's super effected by it.
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