Pathetic

He did.

His small dick in his hand, he tries to breathe as your juices flood his mouth and he lets out a small puddle of cum on the carpet. You try to keep him licking, but it’s quickly clear it’s not the same if he’s unable to perform at all. He gets up and flashes you a guilty smile.

“I’ll just be a minute in the shower, then you have it, if that’s ok with you Angel?”

Come on, can’t he just use her name instead of being all weird? Were you always that bad? It’s kind of like listening to one’s voice and cringing, only orders of magnitude worse. Then again you are stuck in a woman’s very fat body.

You just lie on your back, your drenched pussy drying unpleasantly and your unfucked womb crying for a big cock, when you hear a voice.

“hey man you in your room? You’re late as fuck…”

Goddamnit Alex. You were supposed to meet him today at 10 and it’s probably 11:30 already. Wait. Did he just say…

He enters the room like the tornado he always is and here you are, your wet pussy asking for a fuck, your legs spread apart, your fat belly jiggling under your huge tits… you are not looking your best, but you definitely are very obviously waiting for cock. And as you well know from the locker room and occasionally hearing Alex bang some chick in a closet or bedroom ag some party, he has a very big one. And it’s right here. You just need to get rid of his pants.

He looks at you a split second, sees the carpet, and sighs.

“You needed a man and you got… him. Sad. You’re not my type, but I guess I can destroy that pussy if you want.”

What a bastard. Seriously, you’re supposed to be friends. He slowly moves his hand in… his… huge… cock. So big. It’s… so big. Could fill that need, satisfy that craving.

“Yes.” You whisper. He doesn’t waste time and takes his cock out, half sits on your massive tits and pinches your erect nipples through the fabric. You yelp and he uses the opportunity to push his cock into your mouth. He grabs your head and pushes it down his shaft.

“Suck it you hoe. Sluts like you love being face fucked, and ugly fat slobs get few good fucks so make it count, bitch.”

Asshole. And he’s right. Slut. You love getting throatfucked, your mascara making your face a horror show as you attempt to satisfy him. You can hear not-you-you taking a shower, happily singing a song. Wait. Is he really singing the song from Friends? Cringe. The spell seems to have made you worse than you ever were.

Alec suddenly jumps off of you, grabs both legs and BAM, puts all of his saliva-slicked penis right where it belongs: in your fertile womb. You bite your lips but soon he has you moaning and biting the pillow he’s thrown on your face. He bangs you, sperms you fully, pulls his pants back on and disappears as you hear the water turn off.

“Tell the fool I was here and I left without him. He can take a taxi to the party if he wants.”

You can fill his warm cum coming out of your pussy, but you know it. You are a woman forever, a fat baby momma. A fat single baby momma with bad prospects.

And suddenly, your prospect walks into the room, in ridiculous red underwear. Where did not-you-you even find it? That horrible thing should have been thrown away years ago. No matter though. You need to save your future. D-A’s.

You smile enticingly.

“We weren’t done… come and finish me”.

“- Ah… but I…”

“- Come. We can try 69. You’ll love it.”

And that’s how you end up getting your welldicked cunt cleaned by your own tongue.