You find some food

Weird, I ain't ate shit the last couple days.

You find this uncharacteristic restraint from food strange - after all you were given the epithet "big."

New leaf, y'know? Maybe I'll eat less. Like steak, and beer, and...

Your mind wanders to all the culinary wonders that couldn't possibly affect your new youthful metabolism. With that your mind is made: with the money you "made" last night, you're going to buy a delicious meal.

It was a fabulous meal indeed. Steak, fries, mashed potatoes, cheesecake. You're surprised you kept it all down. You couldn't afford that kind of luxury when you were Mike.

Maybe I'll spend the next few days catching up on lost time. That apartment is fuckin' nice. I'll hole up there with some beer and food till I get bored.

You return to the apartment with a case of beer and pizza. Some very overweight gentleman you met outside of the liquor store and offered to carry it for you. He drops the case on your dining table. He doesn't seem to mind the mess from last night strewn about the apartment.

"Hey, buddy, thanks." You say, adjusting your top flirtatiously.

"Oh, don't mention in it! Just thought I'd be a good Samaritan."

"Stay for a beer." You sit down on the couch and spread your legs in his direction, revealing your soggy panties.

"Okey, maybe just one!" He takes a seat across from you and tosses your pizza on the coffee table.

"There's plenty of space on the couch." You slap the cushion beside you. "Pop a squat, bud."

He sits next to you and you close the gap.

"Uh, good job with the beer." You add, as you play with one of your nipples.

He stares at your tit in silence, you notice a bulge in his sweatpants pants start to rise. You reach over a grab is dick and fondle the bulge as it inflates. Only moments later, you're stroking the outline of a 9 inch cock. You peel back the sweatpants to liberate his member and start stroke it slowly.

This is a great cock. Fuck, I don't think I've ever that about another person. This shit is -

The fat man pulls off your sweater and starts to play with your tits. You then lean down to take his cock in your mouth. You **** it as deep as possible, slobbering his rod with every repeated attempt.

You slide your head off his cock and look up at him, "Fuck me."

He shifts you over and opens your thighs, guiding his cock into your pussy. He enters you slowly - the pleasure mounting with every inch of depth until forces the rest of his cock inside. The mix of pain and pleasure is exciting. You cup your tits as he stuff you successively with his cock.

In the heat of moment you feel the odd urge to grab a slice of pizza. Perhaps it's the contrast between your slim new frame and this fat, greasy sex, or perhaps you're just hungry. Regardless, you take a slice of pizza in one hand, the other squeezing your breast.

If the last few cocks haven't stretched out your virginal pussy, this one certainly will. As the fat man continues his **** on your pussy, you shove the pizza slice into your mouth. He gives you a powerful thrust and cheese falls onto your tits and rub the cheese grease into your chest. With one final pump, he shoots a thick cream load deep inside of you.

You sit in the afterglow of an orgasm, still playing with your slender, grease covered body.

"You wanna stay for a bit?"