No use

As you were contemplating the escape, Janet returned from her house. She had changed into a pair of yoga shorts which surprisingly concealed the monster you knew was underneath them. She had a workout top on that showed off her massive breasts, but her belly pushed the limits of the fabric, creating an overhang. "We're ready for you dear!" You followed her into the house, with her yoga shorts looking even more appealing than the black skirt that she wore when you met her.

She stopped in the living room, where there was a circle of women who were all about Janet's age, but looked at least 10-20 years younger. Similarly, they all were about the same height and weight; your face turned nearly blue at the thought of being in a room with a bunch of gigantic women who, if they were anything like Janet, had short tempers and kinky minds. Janet put her hand behind your back and led you into the center of the room. "This is our bookclub! We're about three members short today, but this is Sarah."

A cheery, blonde haired, blue eyed woman stood up and walked over to you, nearly hitting the top of the ceiling. You estimated her height to easily be 7'5; she was large as well, but more toned than Janet. She was wearing a light blue dress that hugged all of her curves, especially down in her crotch. She looked to be massive. "Hi! I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you." She embraced you, with your face smooshing into her stomach. "You picked a cutie, Janet!"

"I know! Something about him seems special, doesn't it? Anyways, this is Veronica."

Still sitting in her chair, she looked up from her book to eye you up and down. She had hazel eyes, and jet black hair. "Hello." Sitting down, she looked about the same size as Janet, but much, much bigger. Her pink shirt was stretched to the maximum, and her rolls of fat seemed to double over on themselves. Her poor jeans were at the same state.

"Hi, Veronica! Nice to meet you."

She smiled, before looking down at her book again.

Janet laughed. "Always the bookworm, huh? Okay, in the interest of time, this is Ava, Kim, Danielle, and Caroline."

All four of them looked up from their seats, as if simultaneously. "Hey." "Hi Doug!" "Nice to meet ya!" "Hi, Sweetie!" all of them were dressed modestly, aside from Caroline. Your eyes were transfixed on her. She was about 7'0 tall, enough to warrant some stares already. But her body was robust; as if she was extremely strong but loved to eat. Her tan skin, mixed with her light green eyes and blonde hair almost made your jaw drop. She was wearing a bandeau, with her breasts almost jumping out of them. As you looked down, you saw her tightly fitting jeans that did a very, very poor job of hiding a bulge that would put a pornstar to shame. Caroline chuckled. "Ooh, Janet. Looks like he's got eyes for me!" You blushed, and the group laughed. "It's okay, Doug! Caroline is a firecracker." Janet chuckled.

"So, now that you've met everyone, let's tell you why I wanted to bring you here! Our bookclub is in need of someone to help us out during our discussions. We argue from time to time, but mainly we need someone to bring us food, drinks, and whatever other services might be helpful in a circle like this. We'd also love a male voice in discussing our literature. We'd pay you, of course, but we also thought it'd be nice for you to meet some women who were a bit more mature, seeing as you seem so in tune with yourself." Your mind raced. You put on a show, and now they're calling you mature. With seven large, horny women in front of you, you would be remiss not to accept their offer, less you face their dispositions if they received a 'no'. "Sure! I'd love to. You could've just told me this over text, though!"

Janet laughed. "I know, Dougie. I thought it would be nice for you to match some faces though. Seems as if there's one that caught your eye, as well." She said, with a slight raising of her voice at the end, as if to indicate her jealousy. "Shall we start?"